InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Deceitful Desires ❯ The Meeting ( Chapter 1 )

 

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Deceitful Desires

Chapter 1

The Meeting

By ShimmerSweet

 

 

 

It was one of those days. A day where everything and anything could go wrong and as predicted, it did. For Kagome, 25, most would think people like her never had bad days because it seemed like the sun always shined its brightest just for her. Kagome was beautiful with long black hair that fell down her back and misty blue eyes. She was tall and slender and always seemed to smile. Her family loved her as much as she loved them, and to top it off she finished college early and was already starting a successful career in music.

 

She was one of the fast rising record producers in the music business. All her clients were new, successful, and well-known. So as their pockets got bigger so did hers. Who was she to complain over that? But one event would change the course of her skyrocketing career, the great ties between her and her family, and her positive outlook on life. One man would come strolling into her life and give her what she's never had before, her first love. Now what could be so wrong about this day if she meets her first love? She'll just have to find out the hard way because she won't know that today was one of the worst days of her life until she was to far in to be reeled out.

 

Kagome came strolling into her office humming the melody of “lovely day”. So far she had just closed a sure fire deal, checked the music charts to find out two of her clients were in the top ten, it was Friday, a pay day, and earlier that day she had set up an all girls night right after work.

 

Today was sailing over smooth waters and she was enjoying every second of it. Kagome filed away some papers and headed to the front desk where Sango, her best friend and secretary, was sitting and doing some paper work.

 

“Hey Sango, how's it going?”

 

Sango looked up at Kagome and smiled.

 

“Everything is okay, but…” Sango was tapping her pen on the desk and frowning, but sprung up out of her seat, her face beaming. “It will be even better tonight!” Sango was squealing with delight now. “The idea of having an all girls night was wonderful! I can't wait to get to the spa!”

 

Kagome was beaming with happiness at the thought of spa treatment. “And then we can all go to the new night club to meet some hopefully decent guys.”

 

Sango snorted at Kagome's comment. “Decent guys…? Around here…? You must be kidding me, especially after our last boyfriends…”

 

Kagome put her finger to her lip as she thought. “They were jerks, weren't they?”

 

“And cheap” Sango added as she put away her paperwork and took her purse from her desk. “Come on Kagome, we don't want to be late meeting the others.”

 

“Okay, just let me grab my purse, I'll be quick, I promise.” Kagome said as she ran back to her office to get it. She snatched it off her desk, locked her office and rushed back to Sango. When she came to Sango she was just hanging up the phone. She turned to Kagome looking a little disappointed.

 

“I'm sorry Kagome, but I forgot to tell you earlier that there was a group down stairs that's waiting for you. They said they had an appointment with you but I didn't see it written down anywhere so I sent them down in the lobby about an hour ago… Do you want to meet them?” Sango said sheepishly.

 

Kagome's happy face had disappeared but she still smirked at Sango in a friendly way. “Yeah, might as well, they have been waiting quite a while now…”

 

Sango put a hand on Kagome's shoulder to give some sort of comfort and gave a little smile back. “I'm really sorry; it's not like me to forget…”

 

Kagome took a deep breath and kept her smile plastered on her face. “It's okay, everyone forgets every now and then. Just do me a favor and tell the girls I'll be running late.”

 

“Sure thing, well I'll see you later.” Sango said as she headed for the stair exit at a fast jog. “Oh, and Kagome, watch out for the one with the purple shirt! He's a pervert!” With that last statement Sango was gone.

 

Kagome headed in the opposite direction of Sango towards the elevator then the lobby. With every step she took she could hear the crisp click of her heels against the polished marble floor. She even heard the echo of her steps since most of the employees had clocked out and went home. As she walked at a brisk pace she checked her hair for any stray strands from her tight bun and made sure her skirt and blouse were in place. No matter who she was meeting she always wanted to look professional. When she turned the corner she saw two men sitting in the main lobby, one with a purple shirt and one with a white shirt.

 

The one in the purple shirt was sitting on the bench in a meditated state. His hair was slicked back in a little pony tail and his guitar was lying right next to him. Even though he looked quite friendly she would still keep in mind Sango's warning. The other one wore a loose white tee and was dozing off in a chair with his arms crossed and drum sticks in his lap. He had his brown hair tied in a high ponytail which went down the back of his neck.

 

Kagome sighed and put her face eye level with them and cleared her throat. They both jumped at her sudden presence but once the one in the purple shirt woke up his eyes immediately connected with Kagome's cleavage, while the other man yawned and rubbed his eyes. Noticing what the man's eyes were fixed on, Kagome stood up quickly and fixed her blouse as she glared at the once meditating man. Kagome cleared her throat once more and decided to get started so she could meet up with the girls.

 

Kagome took a deep breath and said her introduction in one breath that was fast but understandable. “Hello, my name is Kagome Higurashi, one of Music Corp's leading record producers. My job is to see what ya got, and decide if it's good enough to cut a deal. And if you have the goods I'm looking for then I'll be the one to organize cd's, tours, music videos, appearances on television and other events and so on. So if you want to go anywhere in your music career you have to impress me. Now, that I've introduced myself, how about you two introduce yourselves?” Now she was smiling with sincerity as she looked at the expressions on their faces as they tried to comprehend what she had just said.

 

The one in the purple shirt caught on fast and stood to take her hand in his with a dazed look on his face. “My name is Miroku, and my friend over there is Kouga, and we're part of a band. But I was wondering if you would do me a favor?” At this question Kouga immediately slapped his hand on his forehead and shook his head in disgust.

 

Kagome's eyes scanned from Kouga to Miroku in question as she hesitated at asking him what it was that he wanted. “…what is it…?”

 

Miroku squeezed her hands gently. “Would you do me the honor of bearing my child?” Then he let his hand slide to her backside giving it a tight little squeeze.

 

Kagome's eyes widened in shock and once Kagome had fully registered what he had said and done she slapped him across the face leaving a great red hand print on his left cheek. “You are the most—“ before Kagome could finish, Kouga had pushed Miroku aside and quickly spit out all sorts of apologies and excuses for his perverted friend.

 

“I'm really sorry, he's like that to every beautiful woman he sees. He gets slapped about five times a day, and he still hasn't learned his lesson. He's -” Kouga stopped to whisper the next part in her ear because Miroku was shooting daggers with his eyes at Kouga. “very sick…… in the head, if you get what I mean.”

 

Kagome put her hand on her hip and glared at Miroku who gave her a dumb smile then she turned to Kouga. “Why should I give someone like him a chance at stardom?!? He doesn't even know me and just met me all of ten minutes ago and groped me! Why should I give a womanizer a chance to take advantage of naive young women! I-I just couldn't live with myself for something like that!” Kagome turned on her heel and marched off towards the exit while muttering how perverted and disgusting Miroku was.

 

Kouga turned to Miroku, who looked surprised at her response, and hissed at him. “What the hell is wrong with you? This is the last place that would look at us and you blow it up in smoke just to satisfy your fucking needs! What were you thinking?!” Kouga then changed his mind at his question. “Never mind, I don't want to know what was in your head! I gotta go try to persuade her into listening to us…” Before Miroku could respond Kouga had sped off towards Kagome and met her at the exit.

 

Kouga quickly grabbed Kagome by her wrist of which she snatched her hand back and glared at him. “What do you want? I'm already late for an engagement and your friend was just a waste of my time.”

 

Seeing obviously that she was still pissed off at Miroku he took note to be cautious with what he said. “I'm really sorry about Miroku and I would like it if you would at least listen to us. It's the least you could do for our patience, because we did wait in the lobby for an hour.” Koga tried his hardest to look and sound sincere and it seemed to be working.

 

Kagome took in a deep breath and let it out slowly as she calmed her nerves. “Look, Kouga, I know how long you guys were down there and that shows good dedication, but you weren't even there that long. An hour is nothing compared to what others have waited, but that's beside the point. You seem like a nice guy that has a great personality and everything, and I'm positive that you guys have great talent I can sort of feel that strong vibe coming off of you which I hardly feel around any other group, even the ones that I have made deals with. That might sound weird, but I do, I really do….”

 

Kouga looked at her a little confused. “Then why don't you just give us enough time to play one song for you.”

 

Kagome smiled at him sweetly. “Even though I'm sure you have talent, that's not all it takes to make it in the business. It takes hard work, dedication, and I'm not saying you guys don't have that, but the one thing you guys lack is your image, which I saw back there in the lobby. The industry has enough womanizers that take advantage of young women, and I won't be responsible for introducing Miroku to these young impressionable women. Because if I sign him he'll influence some of the young male population and there might be lawsuits placed on him that I would have to deal with, because some kid wanted to be like Miroku and crossed the line and went too far with some girl, doing things she might not want or that might get her hurt. The kid would claim that Miroku was his role model and he only tried to be like him and he thought Miroku would do this or do that and it would just go down hill from there. That's too much stress for me to put up with. I'm sorry but I have to go now.” Kagome continued smiling at him sweetly and walked out the building towards her convertible black Jaguar and drove off in a hurry to meet up with Sango, Eri, Ayumi, and Yuka at the Passion Spa.

 

 

 

 

 

Kouga walked back to Miroku in a huff. When he reached Miroku he was dusting off his clothes and packing up his guitar. “Ready to go?” Miroku asked in a cheerful smile. Kouga seriously wanted to punch him square in the jaw and didn't refrain himself from the fulfillment.

 

Miroku looked shocked as he touched his assaulted cheek that had been slapped and punched in the past fifteen minutes. “Ow, what did you do that for?”

 

Kouga clenched his fists so hard his knuckles had turned white. His jaw was set and his whole facial expression read livid. “Did you know that she had a good feeling about us just by looking at us, she said she could feel that we had talent! She's the only person that's ever said that about us! You blew a perfectly good chance for us to finally make it!”

 

Miroku laughed nervously as he scratched his head. “Hehe, heh, oops…”

 

Kouga grabbed Miroku by the back of his shirt and dragged him out of the building and towards his car, all the while yelling and mumbling about Miroku's actions. “Just wait until Inuyasha hears this, he told you not to mess up because the producer was a woman...”

 

 

 

 

 

Kagome quickly parallel parked her car, set the alarm, and ran inside the Passion Spa building. She went to the front desk to see if the girls had gone in for their appointment yet. Kagome stood their patiently, tapping her fingers on the desk, and letting her eyes slide to the clock on the wall that read 6:30, but the middle aged lady didn't seem to notice her as she sat with her feet on the desk with an issue of some decorating magazine held up to her face.

 

“Excuse me, but did four younger women go in for an appointment under Higurashi set for six o'clock yet?” Kagome continued to rap her fingers against the desk but slightly faster.

 

The middle aged lady lowered her magazine and shot a glare at Kagome as she blew a big bubble with her gum. The lady's finger slid down the open schedule book and landed on the highlighted appointments that had already been sent back. “They just went in about ten minutes ago. They're just starting their massages now. They're in room five, it's the third door on the left.” The lady jerked her finger towards the doorway to Kagome's right.

 

Kagome muttered a quick thank you and headed towards room five. She walked in and Sango, Eri, Ayumi, and Yuka where all laying face down on tables getting massages by four very muscular and hansom men. Kagome's mouth dropped as the door behind her clicked and the girls' heads popped up.

 

Yuka looked at Kagome with a smile from ear to ear. “Nice to see you made it girl! I thought you wouldn't make it at all, or at least be a couple of hours late.”

 

“Yeah,” Sango agreed with Yuka. “That was fast, so how did it go? Did you cut a deal?”

 

Despite them talking to Kagome, she was still in her trance at the four guys in front of her.

 

Eri sat up smiling. “Hey Kagome! Why don't you just quit drooling and come over here and get a towel on! We just got started anyway.”

 

Kagome snapped out of her gaze and turned bright red as the other girls laughed at her state. Kagome quickly took a towel from off of the fifth table and got changed in the back room in record time and came out and saw the girls talking rapidly and giggling about something. A fifth man with well defined and toned muscles (that could easily be seen through his shirt) entered. His uniform pants were just the perfect size to allow her imagination to run wild. He had long black hair and glistening dark eyes. Kagome walked over to the table and laid down on her stomach and tried to relax as he draped a towel across her backside and opened up the back of her towel. She not only felt butterflies in her stomach but up her spine, neck, and the rest of her body, and he hadn't even touched her yet. This feeling was new, maybe it was because she was laying naked on a table with a beautiful man massaging her back, but what did she know.

 

Her eyelids started to flutter shut as he gently caressed her back with butterfly touches. Kagome couldn't see him but felt him bend over slightly towards her ear. The butterflies in her stomach started going crazy as he started to whisper in her ear.

 

“Would you like it rough or easy…”

 

Kagome's eyes shot open and widened at this question but quickly turned pink once she noticed he was referring to the massage and nothing else. “Easy, please.”

 

She closed her eyes again and relaxed as he started at her shoulders and arms and worked his way down to her lower back. But she opened her eyes again when he started talking again.

 

His voice was no longer a whisper as before but it still had a hint of the sexy tone he had used earlier. “My name is Inuyasha, and I will be servicing you today. Would you like some oils or lotions?”

 

Kagome was practically melting on the table as he slowly kneaded her lower back while waiting for a response. “Oil please.” Kagome asked while practically purring like a cat.

 

“We have lavender, jasmine, strawberry, raspberry, peaches n' cream, and apple scented oils. Which would you like?”

 

Kagome closed her eyes again. “Peaches n' Cream.”

 

She heard him rummaging through the bottles on the little table beside her and eventually stopped once he came across the bottle he needed. She heard him rub it between his hands and felt him rub it up and down her back, her neck, shoulders and arms. Her body was going haywire at his ministrations. As he rubbed her lower back she could feel her body move up and down slowly at his gentle and tender movements. Then he applied the warm oil down her spine and she almost moaned as he spread it across her back. Kagome was in pure paradise with a man she didn't even know, and it kept getting better as he moved up her back and came down to the top of her hips.

 

“So, Kagome, tell us how the group did. Were they good enough to cut a deal or what?” Ayumi asked as she and the other girls turned their heads to face Kagome and laughed as they saw her passion covered face as she received her massage on her thighs and calves. They laughed even harder when she just mumbled as a response.

 

“Hey Kagome!” Eri said a little louder to break Kagome out of her trance, of which succeeded.

 

Kagome's eyes slid open and focused on her four friends staring and smiling at her. She had no idea what was so amusing. “What did you want?” She said smiling back.

 

“We wanted to know how the meeting went with the group earlier. You know, the group with the pervert in the purple shirt?” Sango asked.

 

Kagome's eye brows arched as she finally realized what they were talking about. Her thoughts were a little foggy ever since she was interrupted from her personal paradise so abruptly. “Oh, you mean Miroku? Yeah, he is a total perv.” She said nodding.

 

Yuka's face scrunched up in question. “You say his name is Miroku? Does he wear his hair slicked back in a little ponytail?”

 

Kagome looked at Yuka questioningly. “Yeah, he did… why?”

 

Yuka turned her head towards Ayumi and Eri. “Wasn't he that monk in the purple robes at the temple that one day about two weeks ago? Isn't he the one who was a little… forward?”

 

Ayumi snorted at her statement. “He was more than a little forward, he asked each of us to bear his child after he groped every one of us. I still can't figure out how he got all three of us at the same time without us noticing.”

 

Eri's nose scrunched up in disgust at the memory. “What kind of monk behaves like that?”

 

“He did the same thing to me too!” Sango said, surprised that a man that was supposedly a monk would do such things.

 

Kagome sat up on her arms looking just as surprised as Sango did. “He did that to me also, and then expected me to give him and his friend Kouga a record deal. I didn't even listen to them play because I knew that a womanizer like him didn't deserve any kind of fame. The industry already has enough men just like him and I won't be responsible for another one. I can't stand men like that. But the other member, Kouga, he was pretty sincere as far as I could see, I actually felt bad refusing him the chance to even play for me - ” Kagome stopped as she heard Inuyasha noisily pack up his materials and walk out the room with the rest of the guys. She could have sworn she heard him growl, but quickly dismissed the idea.

 

All of the girls stared with shock at the same time.

 

Eri sat up and looked at the clock on the back wall. “Wow, time's up already? Who would have thought we were in here for two hours.”

 

All the girls shrugged and got up to change back into their clothes in the women's locker room across the hall. They were just talking about random things and how their days went as they finished and headed to the mall that was a block away. They eventually arrived at their favorite designer store and were browsing through a shirt rack.

 

Sango picked up a rather revealing red shimmering shirt and held it against Kagome. “This would look nice on you, ya know, I think that guy back at the spa would really like it.” Sango said laughing. “You should have seen your face when Ayumi asked you about the group. You were really getting into it, the massage I mean.”

 

The other's started laughing and Kagome turned pink.

 

“And you didn't even hear Ayumi when she asked, I had to get you out of your trance.” Eri added.

 

Kagome was starting to turn red with embarrassment for what seemed the tenth time today. Why did she keep blushing so often? It seemed silly. “I-I couldn't help it, he was massaging my thighs and I just can't con—“

 

“He did you thighs! That's not even part of the package we paid for!” Yuka said, totally surprised at what she was hearing.

 

The others turned towards Kagome, just as surprised as Yuka was. Kagome shrugged and tried to look a little innocent. “It wasn't? Well, he did a good job any way…” Kagome was practically glowing red with embarrassment now. But eventually Kagome warmed up to the idea and found it quite hilarious and joined the rest in their constant laughing.

 

Sango held her stomach as she took in air so she could breathe. Her sides basically caved in from laughing so hard. “How bout we just pay for these new outfits and hit the new club already, it's almost nine o'clock.” Sango said, pointing to the outfits they each had in hand.

 

The others nodded in agreement, paid the clerk, and left to go paint the town red.

 

 

 

 

 

Meanwhile Inuyasha had driven back to his apartment in a particularly bad mood and constantly mumbling to himself about how stupid Miroku was while climbing the flight of stairs to the fifth level. Maybe the long walk up the stairs would help cool him off? “I told him to fucking keep his hands off of her but he just didn't listen…” He reached his apartment door and shoved his key into the lock. “Just wait `til I see him…”

 

Inuyasha swung the door open in anger and glared at Miroku and Kouga who had jumped at his sudden presence and took their gazes away from the television. They both stared at each other and shrugged as Kouga continued with channel surfing.

 

Miroku took a swig from his soda and looked at Inuyasha. “Bad day at the spa?”

 

Inuyasha started walking slowly in the direction of Miroku, his fists clenched tight.

 

“Aren't you gonna ask how the deal went with our band, since you weren't there and had to work?” Kouga asked while turning towards Miroku with a dumb smile plastered on his face. Miroku shot Kouga and evil glare.

 

Inuyasha stood right in front of Miroku, his arms crossed and his right eyebrow twitching in fury. Miroku just looked at him questioningly and tried to get a better view of the television. “Now, Miroku I have a question for you and I want you to think long and hard before you answer.”

 

Miroku still looked at Inuyasha like he was crazy. But Kouga had turned off the TV and looked towards Inuyasha and Miroku because it seemed like things were getting a little interesting.

 

“Did you know that I had a customer today that was a record producer?” Inuyasha was starting to look even more livid than he was when he first barged through the door.

 

Miroku cocked his eyebrow and looked at Inuyasha with the `does it look like I care' look and shrugged his shoulders. “And…?”

 

“Would it matter to you that it was a young woman and she had long dark hair.” Miroku eyes started to widen in realization and Kouga started to snicker. “Not to mention that she talked about a perverted monk named Miroku who wore a purple shirt today. It seemed as if her and her friends all knew you.” Miroku looked down at his shirt to check if it was in fact purple and to his demise, it was. “Then she went on to say that even though Kouga seemed nice that she wouldn't cut a deal with them due to the fact that Miroku is a womanizer and she didn't want to promote someone like that. Does that sound fucking familiar to you, huh? Does it Miroku?”

 

Before Miroku could even answer Inuyasha was pummeling his face in, Miroku got in a few good punches but it still wasn't anything compared to the way Inuyasha was giving him a beat down.

 

“She had a good feeling about our band!” Inuyasha punched him in the jaw. “I told you not to screw up!” Miroku received another punch in the ribs. “We could have been famous!” Inuyasha gave him a punch in the cheek. “I should have known to take the day off of work cuz I just knew you were gonna screw things up for us!”

 

Kouga watched as Miroku and Inuyasha continued to punch each other's faces in. Kouga growled and rolled his eyes at them fighting on the floor. He decided to break things up before someone broke something. He walked over to the two and pulled them apart which was a rather hard task, but not impossible. Once they were apart and trying to regain their breath again a good idea suddenly popped into Kouga's head.

 

“Hey, how about we go to that new night club that was advertised on the TV? It could take a lot of stress off of all of our shoulders. What do you guys say?” Kouga smirked at how intelligent he felt now.

 

Inuyasha and Miroku looked towards Kouga and gave the same exact smirk of contentment back.

 

Inuyasha rubbed his sore battered cheek but still kept his smug grin. “I could go for that…”

 

“I could go for meeting new women…” Miroku said while trying to work out the stiffness of his newly bruised shoulder. “I just want to get cleaned up first, if I want to impress the ladies. I suggest you guys do the same.”

 

They all nodded in agreement and set off to get ready for a night they wouldn't soon forget.

 

 

 

 

 

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