InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Fifty Hues of Silver ❯ Fifty Hues of Silver ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Title: Fifty Hues of Silver

Word Count: 2720

Type: One Shot (no additional chapters)

This story is a look at the beginning of the Fifty Shades of Grey Trilogy by E L James with some of our favorite Inuyasha Characters.

I do not own any material created by Rumiko Takahashi or E L James.

I look at myself in the bathroom mirror and scowl for about the hundredth time as I try to tame my wild hair. The brush only makes it frizzier and then the hairspray makes it way too stiff. Letting out a frustrated huff, I throw the hair spray at the sink and wince as a little piece of porcelain breaks off and hits the floor with a loud 'cling'. An irritated voice echoes throughout the bathroom from the adjoining living room.

"Did I just hear something break? Okay, that needs to be fixed ASAP because I'm not trying to live in this little dump for the rest of my life with broken furniture pieces all over the place."

I quickly pick up a piece of the broken porcelain and let out a little gasp as its sharp edge cuts into the side of my finger. Cursing my bad luck, I put my finger into my mouth as I quickly walk out of the bathroom, past the living room and into the kitchen. Turning on the faucet, I put the offending bloody mess underneath the cold water and clench my teeth as the frigid temperature stings the small cut. Hearing shuffling from behind, I turn around to find my roommate walking towards me, with a curious look on her face. Her giant Dora the Explorer comforter is wrapped around her sick frame, making her look small and young.

Sango, was her name. We met in high school about 6 years ago and we just clicked; best friend clicked. We stood together in the apartment that we had worked so hard for, all throughout high school and the beginning years of College. Speaking of College, I sighed as I remembered the exam that I wouldn't be able to study for, because of this sudden business trip that I had to go on for Sango, due to the fact that she chose this time of all times to come down with the flu.

"Did you cut yourself? We seriously need a new place to live!" said Sango, as she leaned over to closely inspect my finger. Little drops of blood could still be seen forming against the tiny opening. I turned off the tap and put my finger back into my mouth before facing her.

"I'm fine, I really need to leave now, though. I need to come back early enough so I have time to study for this exam." I said, as I walked over to the front door to start putting on my heels and my black coat.

"Listen, are you sure you can do this for me? This interview is a big deal, Kagome. This person is the fucking CEO of Gray Enterprises, the CEO! So much has already been donated to our school from them, so this interview is going to be huge once it gets published. I'm sorry I had to call you so last minute but-".

"Sango, everything is fine. As long as I have these interview questions, I'll just read them out loud, get answers, and race out of there. I really need to study, even if it's for a little bit. Don't forget to take your medicine and do not take it on an empty stomach again like the last time. I don't need to be cleaning up puke for the rest of the evening." I told her, as I opened the door.

Sango's face dropped and I could see worry lines forming on the side of her eyes. I sighed and let out a smile as I raised my head. It was nice knowing that I had a friend that worried about my well-being even more than my own mother, for once.

"I'll be fine! Sit down and do whatever you do when you're sick!" I said, while I lifted the heavy bag of interview materials over my shoulder.

"And you'll make sure to record everything? Do you know how to work that thing?" Sango frantically asked, as she fidgeted with the microphone that was poking out of the bag.

"Bye, Sango! I'll call you when I leave her office." I said, already making my way down the hallway and into an elevator. Ignoring her irritated protests, I leaned my head back and waited for the elevator to descend to the underground parking lot.

Mrs. Gray.

I snorted at the name that Sango gave me of the person that I would be interviewing. Not only were the questions boring but this old woman would probably be boring as hell too. Shaking my head, I walked out of the elevator towards my worn out -definitely in need of a serious paintjob- truck. This was going to be a long drive.

My hands on the steering wheel clenched tightly, as I stared up at the large 'Gray Enterprises' building. There had to have been about over 200 floors in this thing. I let out a sigh and leaned my head onto the steering wheel. Okay, so I was definitely not aware that Mrs. Gray's office was in such a large building and that she was potentially the owner of some multi-millionaire business; whatever that business even was. I cursed myself, remembering that I should have asked Sango about a little background information on this person before I agreed, or at least listened to her when she tried to give me some useful information.

I knew I couldn't let Sango down though. It took her long enough to even get an interview with someone who would apparently be one of the richest women I'd ever speak too. Before I talked myself out of leaving; I grabbed the interview bag, ran out of the truck and hastily stomped into the building. The glamorous interior didn't help my nerves as I walked towards the front desk.

Was I forgetting something? A nagging feeling slowly crept towards the back of my neck, but I shook it off as I was greeted by a blonde woman. She looked slightly older than me and was blessed with a beautiful frame; way more slender and graceful than mine. I tried not to flinch as I suddenly became self-conscious of my oversized coat and my bright red interview bag that was very out of place. The lady didn't seem to mind as she smiled at me, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

"Hi there, what can I help you with today?"

I tried to stop my hands from fidgeting and could feel my stinky panic sweat starting to form underneath my boobs.

"I'm here to meet, Mrs. Gray? I have an appointment with her for one. I'm afraid I'm a little late." I said nervously.

Her eyebrow furrowed a little, before she looked down at her computer screen.

"Alright, may I have your name?"

"Kagome. Kagome Higurashi."

"Thank you. And your age please?"

I looked at her curiously, but decided to not voice anything out loud.

"I'm 20. My birthday is next week."

"Alright, you can go up all the way to the top floor, but I'm afraid Mr. Gray is not married."

I stared at her blankly, not understanding what she was saying. It didn't take until she literally pushed me into the elevator and my stomach made loops due to the speed of the elevator going up, until what she said had finally sunk in.

I mentally rolled my eyes at Sango.

She's a man! Mrs. Gray is actually Mr. Gray! I'm interviewing a man!

Damn-it Sango!

"Um, hi!"

I jerked my head up to notice a small blonde woman dressed in a crisp black and tailored suit, who was currently smiling at me with a little apprehension.

What was it with the blondes in this place? I guess Mr. Gray just really liked blonde girls. Was it even legal to hire so many blonde people in one place?

She took my hand and gently urged me into a new lobby. A door directly across from the elevator suddenly flew open and a tall man stomped out and into the awaiting elevator. His dark red eyes stared into mine with anger as he passed me and I tried not to back up at his hateful expression.

"Have a great day, Mr. Naraku!" said the receptionist, as she pointed a remote to the elevator.

"Whatever." he grumbled as the doors closed on his figure.

"Mr. Gray can see you now, Ms. Kagome. Would you like some water? Tea? Coffee? Cappuccino? Cold Milk? Hot Milk? Lemona-"

"I'm fine, thank you! A little nervous."

She gave me a knowing smile.

"One hell of an eye-candy, isn't he?"

I gave her a shocked look as she led me towards the open door that the angry man had just left. I stuttered on my words as I tried to comprehend what she had just said.

"Whose eye-candy? Is Mr. Gray Eye Candy? Why do yo- Oh!"

My body suddenly slammed into a wall and my neck snapped back brutally at the impact. I was about to fall over when a pair of strong hands grabbed a hold of my jacket. With my eyes still tightly closed, I also grabbed hold of a pair of muscular arms, to steady myself.

Wait.

I suddenly froze as my hands rubbed up and down to reassure myself.

Oh my God.

Slowly opening my eyes, I looked up into a pair of beautiful amber eyes that belonged to a very manly and perfectly sculpted face. My heart sped up as I realized just who exactly I was holding.

I began to stutter and my grip just wouldn't loosen from his white linen shirt.

"You're… I'm so sorry… I thought… you were… you're…"

I stopped as he let out a little laugh. He smiled a handsome smile, wide enough for me to see a pair of fangs that almost touched his bottom lip.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Gray. Inuyasha Gray."

I mentally punch myself over and over again as my mind replays what had just happened. Sango was going to kill me once she found out that I had tripped and fell into the arms of a very attractive man who happened to be the CEO of a top notch company and was, at the moment, obviously trying his hardest to not laugh in my face.

Quickly recovering, I stood up straight and continued to stare at him. His long silver hair was tied into a low ponytail and two dog ears stood atop his head, twitching towards me. His ears were cute, but they didn't take away from his strong and authoritative form. He suddenly moved to the side, creating an entrance into his office.

"Should we sit?" He asked, with one eyebrow raised. Not bothering to wait for my answer, he slowly turned around and walked towards his desk.

Something shook my shoulder and I turned to see the blonde receptionist giving me a sympathetic smile.

"Not to rush you, Miss. Higurashi, but Mr. Gray has many appointments. If you would just begin your interview, his day can continue to go as scheduled."

Thoroughly embarrassed, I widened my eyes and quickly bowed towards her, before entering the office. Mr. Gray was leaned back in his chair, eyes intent on my every move.

"You're not the young woman who was supposed to interview me today. Who are you?" he asked.

It took me a moment to find my voice.

"I'm.. um.. Kagome."

He smirked a little and my eyebrow immediately twitched. Was that smirk starting to get on my nerves?

"Well, Ka-go-me, how will we start?" he asked, as he pointedly looked at my bag.

I quickly looked down at the bag, before putting on my determined look. It seemed as though Mr. Gray had that 'Irritating' personality and I really was not in the mood for it. I had a history exam that needed to be studied for, so this interview needed to be finished right now.

Quickly closing the distance between me and Mr. Gray, I slammed the bag down onto his desk and began to assemble all of the necessary requirements. In less than 3 minutes, I was sitting in the chair opposite of him, my left hand holding Sango's interview questions and my right hand hovered over the 'record' button.

"Are you comfortable? I'm ready when you are." I told him, as I stared into his face.

He was completely still, his eyes staring into mine with shock and confusion.

"Yes. We can…start. Wait, no. How did you just put everything together like that so fast? Two minutes ago you were gaping at me like a fish out of water."

"Mr. Gray, your time is precious to you and I would feel most comfortable if we could finish this interview in a timely manner, so the rest of your day runs smoothly. Wouldn't you agree?"

I watched him as he instantly straightened up in his chair, his expression a little taken back by my change in attitude. Clearing his throat, he leaned towards me a little.

"Begin."

Quickly diverting my eyes away from his, I looked over the first question. It was going to be hard making eye contact with him, because his eyes. Boy, were they beautiful.

I pushed the little record button on the front of the recorder, but noticed that a red light did not come on. No matter how many time I pushed it, nothing happened, or indicated that it was on. Didn't red lights always show up somewhere when you pressed a 'record' button? Wasn't I supposed to be listening to Sango when she was giving me instructions on how to use it? I slowly looked up at Mr. Gray and realised that he was once again relaxed in his chair, his annoying little smirk back on his face. As much as I wanted to slap it right off, I smiled cheekily at him.

"Sorry, I'm not used to using these things. Is it okay if I record you?"

"You just spent all that time trying to set everything up and gave me a lecture about the value of my time and now you ask me?" he replies, while he casually leaned his head onto his hand and stared up at me.

Why was he getting so damn comfortable?

"So, did Sango tell you what the interview was going to be about or why she chose to interview you?"

"Yes. I have contributed a lot of money to the school that my brother built and I am also distributing the degrees at this year's graduation ceremony."

My nose instantly scrunched up at the mention that he was going to be presenting me with my degree. Mr. Gray did not look taken back at all by my distasteful expression; he seemed to be amused, as a ghost of a smile slowly grew onto his face.

"Well, good. I have some questions that I'd like to ask you."

"I'd hope so." He replied, with a 'no shit' look. I squared my shoulders and began to read the first question, finally realising that I had to first flick the 'on' button before pressing record. I could have sworn I heard a tiny snort come from the annoyingly handsome man in front of me, but I decided to let it go.

"You are very young to own such a successful company. To what do you owe your success?"

He continues to smile at me, but he looks a little disappointed.

"I simply did everything that needed to be done in order to hire an exceptional team, in which I reward well. I make decisions based on logic and facts, so only the most perfect and suitable individuals have the privilege of working underneath me."

"That sounds a little stuck up." The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them and I widened my eyes while staring at him, getting ready to apologize.

"Call it what you might, but my ability to choose perfect people is what makes my company so grand."

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"You sound like a total control freak." This time, I did not make a move to apologize. This guy really was stuck up. He slowly leaned into me, a humor less smile spreading across his face.

"I love to be in control, Ka-go-me. I live for it."