InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Guns and Roses, An Assassins' Best Weapon ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: CDsmith 
Inuyasha admits his plans to Sesshoumaru and new events take place.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.16.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.7K | Visits: 556 | Status: Work In Progress
Inuyasha admits his plans to Sesshoumaru and new events take place.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.16.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.7K | Visits: 556 | Status: Work In Progress
(A/N: Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha and Toga's appearance. First of all they are all human, which means no demonic ears. They still have golden eyes and silver hair. ::Toga pops up:: And those sexy markings! ::Cleo and Kenry:: Right...
Okay, so no demons and just humans. (By the way, Inuyasha's hair is a little bit past his shoulders.)
Disclaimer: WE do not own Inuyasha and the gang. We do however somewhat own Toga (not the character but his personality). We also own his slutty maid and grossly cute assistant. The plot, and the VIOC (very important original characters) are ours too, so hands off!!!
*****
A harmony of high pitched tones shot to Sesshoumaru's ears as his cell phone rang, but hell did he hate those high pitched noises. Usually his phone would be turned off and he wondered why he hadn't done just that. He decided not to cut off the annoying piece of equipment and reached for the cell phone lying on the desk. He looked at the small object that he held in his hand with annoyance. `Why did I even bother to buy a cell phone when everyone I don't wish to speak to happens to call me when I am busy,' with that thought he answered the call.
“Hello?” A light grimace appeared on Sesshoumaru's face as he heard the loud voice on the other line.
“Sesshoumaru can you do me a favor? And trust me when I say I'll repay you after.”
“This is an odd circumstance. I have never expected you to ever call me. And I never expected a mutt like you to ask me a favor while in that particular situation. I believe that hasn't even happened in my wildest nightmares.”
“What the hell's that suppose to mean!? That's exactly why I don't call! Every time I try to talk to you, you try to insult me!” Sesshoumaru held his cell phone away from his ear, as his brother began to scream his rather predictable retorts to his insults. Sesshoumaru put his cell phone back to his ear hesitantly. He was only slightly interested in what his brother had to say, but if that yelling started coming again there would be a “click” and that would be the end of the conversation.
“You should be happy you're not in front of me right now or you would most definitely be dead at this moment, Inuyasha.” Sesshoumaru's voice had changed from clam, cool, and collective to strong and commanding. When he was mad you could tell and right now he was pissed. Inuyasha had always screamed, “I hated you for years,” cursing Sesshoumaru's name, and now here he is calling him on his cell phone asking for help. `Sometimes I wonder who this mutt thinks he is.' Sesshoumaru thought obviously furious despite his cold exterior.
“Sorry,” Inuyasha muttered. It sounded hesitant in Sesshoumaru's ears. “But I really need your help.”
“You need my help...and how can I help you today?”
Sesshoumaru's face put on a bored look as he switched his attention to the nothingness of his office wall. It was a wall that he would always depend on to hold his interest in situations that proved not important.
“You know Kagome right?”
“What do you think? Did you call for help, or did you call to ask me 21 questions, little brother?” How did he expect him to have any contact with her at all when he didn't even bother to come to the wedding to meet the terribly irrelevant wench? Whenever he was in a room with Inuyasha or on the phone (which was rare) he always seemed to get annoyed at the odd numbers he'd bring up.
“Damn it Sesshoumaru! Will you just listen!?”
“I'm listening...” Sesshoumaru searched his desk quickly with his eyes to find his handheld. When found he held the phone up by his shoulder and began to scan through the appointments he classified in its useful database.
`I should cancel that dinner plan, and I won't call her back…Hn… I have to be sure to talk to him again.' Sesshoumaru was too busy thinking about the plans he'd made and the plans he'd have to cancel to listen to Inuyasha's consistent rambling.
“Hello? Hello, Sesshoumaru are you still there?”
“Yes, Inuyasha, now what were you saying?”
“Weren't you listening?”
“Obviously not.”
Sesshoumaru could tell that Inuyasha was about to begin his yelling. “Inuyasha, I'd advise you to refrain from yelling into that phone at the cost of what you need my assistance of and your life…” he warned darkly - his tone implying that he would do just that.
“Okay,” Inuyasha began. Sesshoumaru heard the exasperated sigh on the other line before he began speaking again. “My ex-wife Kagome sent me a letter a week ago.”
Sesshoumaru's amber eyes began to darken and it was hell if he was going to listen to his brother's incompetent listlessness that would most definitely prove to be of no use to him. It was not an accident that a low growl emitted from low in his throat.
Inuyasha cut Sesshoumaru off before he could start his lash of insults. “She's suing me for all I have and...”
“Then take it up with your damn lawyer! This is none of my concern.”
Sesshoumaru was close to ending the call when Inuyasha said something that completely stopped him in his tracks.
“Your other profession is not much of a secret to me, brother.”
The cold atmosphere around Sesshoumaru turned into a fierce blizzard that stopped him in his tracks. Did his brother know what his other job was? Inuyasha proved too stupid to even know what he did now. How was he able to figure his other profession out then? “What I do is no secret little brother. It is of no coincidence that you know what I do. I am CEO of fathers'...” Inuyasha cut him off again.
“No,” Inuyasha began laughing mockingly, “Your other job. Does Rose ring a bell?”
A deep and humorless chuckle resounded from the recesses of his throat. “Well…yes.” Sesshoumaru's lip tilted in an emotionless smirk. “Yes it does. I know you aren't smart enough to figure this out on your own, Inuyasha, so who told you?”
“Father told me about a year ago. I knew you were heartless but I never thought your heartlessness would suit you so well in your other profession.”
“Hn…What do you want then, Inuyasha?” Sesshoumaru's voice was quizzical. `It is very rare for Inuyasha to call me at all. He would probably only do so if he wanted something. What is he getting to?' Sesshoumaru thought.
“I want for you to meet me at my home tomorrow night. I have a business proposal for you. You've gotta trust me, Sesshoumaru. I'll pay you any amount if you do.” With that last statement Inuyasha hung up leaving a very solemn look on Sesshoumaru's face. Sesshoumaru pressed the button on the intercom on top of his desk calling for his secretary.
“Yes Mr. Youkai? What can I do for you today?”
“I would like for you to reschedule all of my meetings.” Sesshoumaru picked up his office phone located on the right corner of his desk across strewn documents that he felt he had no time to review, and began to dial a number.
He heard three rings until he heard the soft voice of a stereotypical secretary with the melodic and cheerful voice you'd usually think to hear coming from such a person over the phone.
“Hello you've reached Mr. Youkai's office, may I ask who's calling?”
“Sesshoumaru, and tell my father to cancel everything he's doing, and that I'm on my way to his office.”
“Yes, Mr. Youkai, I'll tell your father immediately.” The giggle that resounded after her last sentence made Sesshoumaru wince in pure annoyance. Even though he knew that giggle was intended to be cute it sounded like nails on a chalkboard in his ears. Sesshoumaru hung up the phone and stood from his desk chair to head to the office door.
*****
Sesshoumaru stepped out of his office and his gaze traveled over to his secretary's desk all the while wondering how she kept her files so neat and organized while he couldn't do the same with his own mess. He turned left and walked down the hall, turning to reach his floors' elevator. Sesshoumaru lifted his hand to reach for the elevators' down button to go to the lower levels, but as he did slender arms snaked around his waist.
A low growl rumbled from his chest in exasperation and he scowled when he heard the loud tap of heels on tiled floor, moving to closer themselves with his person.
The arms snaked tighter around his waist as she pulled herself against him and whispered to him throatily, “Sesshoumaru-sama…Are you trying to hide from me again?” Kagura muttered this as huskily as possible leaving a hint of a whine in the depths before loosening her grip on him.
“I'd like if you were to remove yourself from my person this instant. And no. Sadly, there is no way for me to hide from you.” The tone he implied tolerated no question from the feeble woman behind him trying desperately in her own way to flirt with him. She finally untwined her arms from their position across his waist and he moved away from her to turn and reciprocate her gaze.
Her almost ruby eyes were only slightly a lighter shade then her bright red lipstick and she wore thick makeup that made her appear older than she was. Her outfit did no justice and flaunted too much cleavage and too much leg. The button up shirt she wore seemed to be an almost see-through lavender shirt that was tucked in to her black mini-skirt that showed too much leg. Her knee-high black, leather stiletto boots that made too much noise when she walked irritated his ears whenever she would walk in his office.
Kagura took a step forward closing their range making it uncomfortably unbearable for Sesshoumaru. He felt her hand slip over his suit and onto his chest while the other moved down wandering lower - and even lower still. “I'm sorry, Sesshoumaru-sama. That was just an accident.”
Today he wouldn't stand for it and he was quite tired of her endless peeves. He almost let the anger seep through his emotionless mask. Sesshoumaru growled and took a firm hold on her shoulder, using only minimal strength to push the annoying woman away from him and out of his personal space.
She fell to the floor with a loud thump - her rump connecting with the floor. But he wasn't spared even when she wasn't close to his proximity. Of course as she fell her skirt rolled even higher over her hips and revealed more than he ever wanted to see and showed more than she wanted to show. Kagura blushed and quickly gathered herself and her skirt so it could fit her properly and stood to her feet.
A barely audible snort was heard from Sesshoumaru as he looked at her with disgust and disdain.
“Sesshoumaru-sama, I-”
He held up his hand in protest to her apology. “If I'm right…you were going to apologize for throwing yourself on me. Is that right? You were also going to say that it will never happen again…right?” Sesshoumaru paused and straightened his suit and dusted an imaginary piece of lint from his sleeve, seemingly waiting for the insolent woman's answer.
Kagura stared up at his tall and powerful presence and opened her mouth, ready to speak the truths that he wanted her to, but he interrupted, clearing his throat. “Kagura…you are indeed a good assistant and if you weren't you would be fired, losing much more than just your job. With the inappropriate way that you dress and act it is a surprise that I even keep you. I'm quite sure that there are others much more qualified for this job, but I find that it is a waste of my time to look. Make sure not to try that stunt again or your dignity wouldn't be the only thing at a loss.”
Kagura knew that he was heartless. She had always known her boss as cruel and mean, but this was the first time he had taken his wrath out on her. She had been scolded before, but never like this. “But, sir…”
That look. The look in his eyes was all it took to spike the fear in her that her boss actually had the power to kill her. And as small as her dignity was she couldn't trigger herself to speak, nevertheless look at him.
Behind him Sesshoumaru could hear the elevator doors slide open. He turned away as careless and emotionless as he would ever let someone see.
*****
She just watched as pedestrian after pedestrian passed the little café's window. Lost in a daze and clawing at sanity, Kagome took another sip of her decaf coffee with sugar and cream. She chose to drift in and out of Sango's little gossip conversation about who married who and who cheated on whom, and found a solace in staring at the swirling pools of brown in her coffee cup. It was odd that Sango happened to be talking on that subject and Kagome felt that the topic went a little too close to home. She still found it a little difficult to look Sango in the eyes after the encounter with her husband about a year ago.
`Now that's one gossip she'll never find out about,' Kagome thought to her self warily. She chuckled a little to herself sadly, turning her attention back to her coffee cup.
“Kagome are you listening?” Sango quickly snapped Kagome out of her little reverie “What are you looking at Kagome?”
Kagome's eyes were transfixed on the steam coming from her coffee “I just don't know, Sango, but don't you think the steam from coffee is just so interesting when it twists and swirls like that?”
“Oh…so you're not over the whole `I'm single' thing are you?” Kagome looked up from her coffee to see Sango's worried eyes and sad smile.
“How could you tell?”
“You poor thing… You've gotten so much paler and your hair lately has been…well…you know what I mean. Well look at you. You appear to be in such a depressed state, Kagome. I know you loved Inu-”
Kagome cut Sango off, “I...never loved him, Sango,” her voice wavering slightly, but still unemotional altogether.
“Now Kagome, I know you're kind a' pissed off that he-”
Kagome cut Sango off again - her voice completely stern now. “For four years,” Kagome held up four-fingers as her depiction, “he made my life a living hell.” Kagome brushed her hand over her face trying to remove the tension from behind her eyes and her slight weariness. “Can we leave now?” Without an answer from Sango she stood to leave.
“Um...sure…”
Kagome had changed drastically. When Sango and Kagome were in college Kagome was a burst of energy - always happy always smiling. She had the ability to see the best in the worst people. Now here Kagome stood sad, and beaten down…lost. It seemed like over the past four-years Inuyasha had stripped everything amazing about her and left an empty shell of Kagome. The girl who she used to be was torn and thrown away.
Kagome waved goodbye to Sango as she let her self into her small apartment. It was nicely furnished and expensive, but she wasn't paying for it. Sango bought the apartment for her when she learned of the divorce and with the jobs Kagome had managed to get it still wasn't enough to pay the bills. She was lucky enough that after that Sango had decided to help her pay. She didn't want to seem like a moocher, but how was she going to live as a responsible adult? She couldn't move in with her mother. She had her own bills, her own responsibilities and she was taking care of grandpa. Souta who was in his last year of college living his own life as well couldn't let her stay with him. And it would be pretty weird seeing a 20 something year old woman living with her younger brother in the dorms. Was that even allowed? But if it was it would definitely be pretty odd.
She took off her shoes, stepping in her home and shuffled her way straight to her bedroom. Once reaching her little sanctuary, she lay across her bed not even caring to undress.
“Hmm…” She murmured, her mind running a mile in a minute. “I'll call him later…” She tried to fall asleep not even caring to call her lawyer and drifting into a deep slumber.
*****
The building was far enough that Sesshoumaru had to take a car to reach his fathers office complex that was about some miles away from his own. When he arrived at the large structure that hovered over its neighbors he parked in a reserved parking space in the buildings' garage and walked over to the elevator.
Sesshoumaru walked in the elevator pressing on the buttons leading to the top floor before waiting for the doors to close. After a minute or two later the elevator stopped on the highest floor of the building where his father's office resided.
He stepped out of the elevator noticing through the glass windows looking in on the offices that the few employees that worked on his father's floor were working to meet his high demands. Sesshoumaru walked to his father's office to be greeted by the happiest secretary ever seen in his life.
A tooth-achingly cute face and glittering hazel eyes met his cold amber, and her shoulder length brown hair glistened in the fluorescent light. The ever present smile on her face presented her utterly white teeth that could blind almost anyone if they stared and the fact that she had dimples just increased her eerie cuteness. And the worst was yet to come… At that moment she spoke…
Her seemingly polite greeting was drowned out by the mere sound of her utterly high pitched and perky voice. “Hi, Mr. Youkai! How are you doing today?”
Sesshoumaru cringed and he swore he felt a headache rise at his temples. There she sat with that ever-present smile plastered on her disgustingly cute face, and he knew, he just knew that if he replied that it would strike up a slight conversation, ultimately leaving him with the worst ear-splitting headache that he'd ever have. So he simply nodded walking past her to his father's office. He moved past her and grabbed the doorknob, but just before he moved inside she decided to reply to him even though he said nothing to her. “I'm fine, thank you!”
Sesshoumaru cringed again as soon as he walked in his father's office.
“…So what are you wearing?”
Sesshoumaru froze and a slender eyebrow rose with the action…or un-action. His mind simply supplied “what the fuck?”
“Daddy likes…” Toga's eyes finally moved over to the door to acknowledge Sesshoumaru who stood there with a perplexed look on his normally stoic features. “Oh…I have to go. And oh yeah, tell her to come too…”
“I'm afraid to ask, but…who were you talking to?”
Toga chuckled. “It was just Ana. I was telling her to-”
Sesshoumaru caught Toga's gaze in his own immensely irritated gold before speaking dangerously, “I do not want to know and I will never care to find out, father.”
Toga grinned at his son's petulance and waved to a seat stationed in front of his oak wood desk. “Come on, Sesshoumaru. Take a seat.” The awkward grin never dissipated as he spoke.
Sesshoumaru glared, taking a seat like his father had gestured whilst his father sat smiling across from him. “Okay. So, what are you doing here, Sesshoumaru?” His smile turned serious, but left a glint in his eyes.
“Must I address something that you already know, Toga?”
“That is why I asked, Sesshoumaru. Don't be dense…”
“Why did you tell Inuyasha?” Sesshoumaru's glare hardened at his father's inquisitiveness and Toga leaned onto his desk, folding his fingers in front of his face and covering up the amused smirk that appeared on his lips. He then, dropped his hands from the desk and leaned back into his chair. “Well…I could've told Inuyasha, or he could be lying. After all, he is like his mother.”
`If he was lying than he definitely got it from you,' Sesshoumaru admitted personally to himself. He harrumphed. “If you didn't tell him than who possibly had?”
“Fine you caught me, but I only told him so that he would get a better understanding of his dear brother. You are family after all.”
“Is that the only excuse you have?” Sesshoumaru inquired.
“It's the only excuse I could think of,” Toga muttered nonchalantly and then corrected himself amusingly, “I mean…uh…That wasn't an excuse at all…”
“Cut the act. I need you to be serious for once,” Sesshoumaru stated coldly. He watched as his father made a quick turn in his plush, leather desk chair. Toga's expression totally changed from his recently amused appearance to a now strict and serious one, like his son had requested.
“Is this serious enough?” His face was straight. No lines of humor showed through the crevices. And his stoic could easily match his son's impassiveness.
Sesshoumaru was neither impressed nor amused and resisted the urge to role his eyes at his father's façade. “I suppose…but back to the matter at hand.”
“Which is?” Sesshoumaru just waited for his father to drop the serious façade and twist around in his chair again to become the so-called annoying and silly old man that he usually was around his sons. It never came.
“Inuyasha…he called me earlier to discuss a business proposal having to do with my other job. He's inviting me to his home tomorrow to discuss more on the subject.”
“You're not actually going to kill someone for him, are you?” Toga asked.
Sesshoumaru let out a sound of approval. “It depends on how much he is willing to pay and who it happens to be.”
“I'd never expect you to be the kind of person, no less my son, to actually have to think on something like that when it is quite obvious who that someone might be. I'd expect such from Inuyasha, after all he is the genius who came up with this `devious' plan.” Toga exhaled a disapproving sigh. “The things you two get from your mothers…”
“Father, what are you implying…?”
Before another word could be spoken the overly happy and chipper secretary made her way in through the office door with an ever-present blush plastered on her dimpled cheeks. “Um…Mr. Youkai. I'm sorry for intruding, but you are needed somewhere at the moment…” Her blush only succeeded in deepening after her statement.
Toga stood from his chair and made his way to the door his secretary busily fidgeted at. “I apologize Sesshoumaru, but our conversation has to end. As you can see, I have some business to attend to.”
Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at his father and left his seat to join him at the door. He made a slight noise of disgust. “You are seriously going to leave because of some quickie that you want to have?”
“Jujun, can you excuse us for a sec?”
Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow to the pet name that his father provided to his secretary. `Jujun? As in submissive?' Sesshoumaru had a brief flash of his father's submissive secretary. He repeatedly blinked trying his best to remove the image from his mind and only grimaced when it stayed a little longer than expected.
“Sesshoumaru, don't act like you haven't had one before.” Sesshoumaru emitted another harrumph at his father's vulgar. “Oh so shy…” Toga muttered as he turned to grab the door handle to leave.
“What is the real reason for you telling Inuyasha my past?”
Toga turned around - a smirk tugging at his lips, and crossing his arms at his chest, he went into a thinking stance. His eyes narrowed at his son before opening his mouth to speak, “I'll tell you the real reason after your hair is the length it used to be.”
“My hair is fine at the length it is at the middle of my back. Besides…it would take half of a year to a year for it to grow back to its original length.”
“Heh, that's exactly the time I need to come up with an excuse.” Toga said jokily. “When your hair is the length it used to be, that is when you should talk to me.” He then turned to leave.
Sesshoumaru glared at the door as he watched his father leave. `Bastard…' He thought to himself heatedly, stepping out of the door to leave for his own building again.
*****
Kagome awoke to the ringing sound of her phone located on the nightstand that stood solemnly next to her bed. She covered her head with her pillow wishing that the dreadful ringing of the phone would stop and let her rest. After 5 more rings it did. Kagome sighed, taking the pillow off of her head and turned to stare at her alarm clock. It read 6:09 a.m., `Who would call me so early in the morning?' Kagome thought confused.
Kagome slowly and lazily slipped out of her bed sheets, stood up from her bed and saw that she was still wearing the same clothes she wore the day before. “I really need to take a shower,” Kagome murmured to herself once she peered at her attire. She began unbuttoning her shirt and dropped her white slick blouse to the floor. She was taking off her ruffled black thigh-length skirt when the phone began to ring again. Quickly taking her skirt off and throwing it to the floor, she walked over to the phone.
“Hello?” Kagome's voice was somewhat raspy from just waking up. She very much doubted that the person would be able to identify her so she cleared her throat and repeated her self. “Hello?”
“Kagome, I've been trying to contact you for the longest, but why does it seem like you've been avoiding me? Why are you so distant?”
“Inuyasha, it is 6 o'clock in the morning. Why are you calling me?”
A growl emitted from Inuyasha's throat. Her response really wasn't to his liking. He had to admit that he half expected her to still be washed up over the breakup and apologize. But here she was - as calm as ever - and sounding pissed off at him! “Listen you little bitch! Don't act stupid with me. I got your damn letter last week! Now tell me now that you don't know what I'm talking about.”
Silence paused their somewhat conversation and gave Kagome at least a small amount of time to think. She bit down on her lip and frowned. This was just one of the many offenses that he'd form in her presence. Kagome wasn't ready to discuss this matter with her lawyer; she wasn't even ready to discuss this matter with Sango. And she sure as hell wasn't ready to discuss this matter with Inuyasha. She knew exactly what she had done. Whether she had done it in rage or betrayal she didn't care.
“Inuyasha,” she finally said breaking the silence, “I'd like for you to stop calling my home.” Kagome's voice was low and at the same time stern.
“And if I don't what the hell are you going to do Kagome...? Nothing? That's what I thought. Kagome stop playing these games and end this shit now, because if you don't you'll regret it.”
“Is that a threat Inuyasha?”
There was a pause before he responded saying, “No that's a promise.”
Kagome couldn't believe her ears. Inuyasha was threatening her...again. She quickly hung the phone up on him - her emotions clouding her eyes and head. She sat down at the edge of her bed, her mind clouded with everything Inuyasha had just said. The phone began to ring again. And the ringing just seemed louder, and so much more intense. It was too much, and there was just too much to handle. She was just too fragile for all of this. Can't a girl get some rest!? Just stop it! “Stop it, Inuyasha!” she screamed - the sound echoing in her mind and irritating her further.
She was going crazy. She just knew she was, and this just proved it even more. She started unplugging all the phones, and she was just so dizzy that she didn't even notice when she stood…or when the hot trail of tears started running down her face.
When she finished she drew a bath for herself and sat in the tub full of scolding hot water. The tears were endless and the emotions ran deep. She kept crying even when the whimpers resorted to small hiccups. The tears still burned no matter how much she scrubbed her face of the stains. She was crying, and she didn't know why…
“I hate you Inuyasha!” she screamed. “I hate you!”
*****
Sorry for the late update, but my editor is very much so a procrastinator and I am not replacing her because she just happens to be my editor for life. You will see a slight turn of events thanks to the edited version, so I advise that you read the chapters over again if you already read the unedited version.
Cleo: Hey Kenny isn't Toga here?
Kenry: ::Looks around:: Oh yeah, there he is.
(walks over to Toga)
Cleo: Sesshoumaru told me to ask you something.
Toga: ::smiles brightly:: which is?
Kenry: How can you stand your assistants voice?
Toga:....I gag her.
Cleo and Kenry run away from Toga covering ears and repeating out loud in unison; "We didn't hear that, we didn't hear that!"
Okay, so no demons and just humans. (By the way, Inuyasha's hair is a little bit past his shoulders.)
Disclaimer: WE do not own Inuyasha and the gang. We do however somewhat own Toga (not the character but his personality). We also own his slutty maid and grossly cute assistant. The plot, and the VIOC (very important original characters) are ours too, so hands off!!!
*****
A harmony of high pitched tones shot to Sesshoumaru's ears as his cell phone rang, but hell did he hate those high pitched noises. Usually his phone would be turned off and he wondered why he hadn't done just that. He decided not to cut off the annoying piece of equipment and reached for the cell phone lying on the desk. He looked at the small object that he held in his hand with annoyance. `Why did I even bother to buy a cell phone when everyone I don't wish to speak to happens to call me when I am busy,' with that thought he answered the call.
“Hello?” A light grimace appeared on Sesshoumaru's face as he heard the loud voice on the other line.
“Sesshoumaru can you do me a favor? And trust me when I say I'll repay you after.”
“This is an odd circumstance. I have never expected you to ever call me. And I never expected a mutt like you to ask me a favor while in that particular situation. I believe that hasn't even happened in my wildest nightmares.”
“What the hell's that suppose to mean!? That's exactly why I don't call! Every time I try to talk to you, you try to insult me!” Sesshoumaru held his cell phone away from his ear, as his brother began to scream his rather predictable retorts to his insults. Sesshoumaru put his cell phone back to his ear hesitantly. He was only slightly interested in what his brother had to say, but if that yelling started coming again there would be a “click” and that would be the end of the conversation.
“You should be happy you're not in front of me right now or you would most definitely be dead at this moment, Inuyasha.” Sesshoumaru's voice had changed from clam, cool, and collective to strong and commanding. When he was mad you could tell and right now he was pissed. Inuyasha had always screamed, “I hated you for years,” cursing Sesshoumaru's name, and now here he is calling him on his cell phone asking for help. `Sometimes I wonder who this mutt thinks he is.' Sesshoumaru thought obviously furious despite his cold exterior.
“Sorry,” Inuyasha muttered. It sounded hesitant in Sesshoumaru's ears. “But I really need your help.”
“You need my help...and how can I help you today?”
Sesshoumaru's face put on a bored look as he switched his attention to the nothingness of his office wall. It was a wall that he would always depend on to hold his interest in situations that proved not important.
“You know Kagome right?”
“What do you think? Did you call for help, or did you call to ask me 21 questions, little brother?” How did he expect him to have any contact with her at all when he didn't even bother to come to the wedding to meet the terribly irrelevant wench? Whenever he was in a room with Inuyasha or on the phone (which was rare) he always seemed to get annoyed at the odd numbers he'd bring up.
“Damn it Sesshoumaru! Will you just listen!?”
“I'm listening...” Sesshoumaru searched his desk quickly with his eyes to find his handheld. When found he held the phone up by his shoulder and began to scan through the appointments he classified in its useful database.
`I should cancel that dinner plan, and I won't call her back…Hn… I have to be sure to talk to him again.' Sesshoumaru was too busy thinking about the plans he'd made and the plans he'd have to cancel to listen to Inuyasha's consistent rambling.
“Hello? Hello, Sesshoumaru are you still there?”
“Yes, Inuyasha, now what were you saying?”
“Weren't you listening?”
“Obviously not.”
Sesshoumaru could tell that Inuyasha was about to begin his yelling. “Inuyasha, I'd advise you to refrain from yelling into that phone at the cost of what you need my assistance of and your life…” he warned darkly - his tone implying that he would do just that.
“Okay,” Inuyasha began. Sesshoumaru heard the exasperated sigh on the other line before he began speaking again. “My ex-wife Kagome sent me a letter a week ago.”
Sesshoumaru's amber eyes began to darken and it was hell if he was going to listen to his brother's incompetent listlessness that would most definitely prove to be of no use to him. It was not an accident that a low growl emitted from low in his throat.
Inuyasha cut Sesshoumaru off before he could start his lash of insults. “She's suing me for all I have and...”
“Then take it up with your damn lawyer! This is none of my concern.”
Sesshoumaru was close to ending the call when Inuyasha said something that completely stopped him in his tracks.
“Your other profession is not much of a secret to me, brother.”
The cold atmosphere around Sesshoumaru turned into a fierce blizzard that stopped him in his tracks. Did his brother know what his other job was? Inuyasha proved too stupid to even know what he did now. How was he able to figure his other profession out then? “What I do is no secret little brother. It is of no coincidence that you know what I do. I am CEO of fathers'...” Inuyasha cut him off again.
“No,” Inuyasha began laughing mockingly, “Your other job. Does Rose ring a bell?”
A deep and humorless chuckle resounded from the recesses of his throat. “Well…yes.” Sesshoumaru's lip tilted in an emotionless smirk. “Yes it does. I know you aren't smart enough to figure this out on your own, Inuyasha, so who told you?”
“Father told me about a year ago. I knew you were heartless but I never thought your heartlessness would suit you so well in your other profession.”
“Hn…What do you want then, Inuyasha?” Sesshoumaru's voice was quizzical. `It is very rare for Inuyasha to call me at all. He would probably only do so if he wanted something. What is he getting to?' Sesshoumaru thought.
“I want for you to meet me at my home tomorrow night. I have a business proposal for you. You've gotta trust me, Sesshoumaru. I'll pay you any amount if you do.” With that last statement Inuyasha hung up leaving a very solemn look on Sesshoumaru's face. Sesshoumaru pressed the button on the intercom on top of his desk calling for his secretary.
“Yes Mr. Youkai? What can I do for you today?”
“I would like for you to reschedule all of my meetings.” Sesshoumaru picked up his office phone located on the right corner of his desk across strewn documents that he felt he had no time to review, and began to dial a number.
He heard three rings until he heard the soft voice of a stereotypical secretary with the melodic and cheerful voice you'd usually think to hear coming from such a person over the phone.
“Hello you've reached Mr. Youkai's office, may I ask who's calling?”
“Sesshoumaru, and tell my father to cancel everything he's doing, and that I'm on my way to his office.”
“Yes, Mr. Youkai, I'll tell your father immediately.” The giggle that resounded after her last sentence made Sesshoumaru wince in pure annoyance. Even though he knew that giggle was intended to be cute it sounded like nails on a chalkboard in his ears. Sesshoumaru hung up the phone and stood from his desk chair to head to the office door.
*****
Sesshoumaru stepped out of his office and his gaze traveled over to his secretary's desk all the while wondering how she kept her files so neat and organized while he couldn't do the same with his own mess. He turned left and walked down the hall, turning to reach his floors' elevator. Sesshoumaru lifted his hand to reach for the elevators' down button to go to the lower levels, but as he did slender arms snaked around his waist.
A low growl rumbled from his chest in exasperation and he scowled when he heard the loud tap of heels on tiled floor, moving to closer themselves with his person.
The arms snaked tighter around his waist as she pulled herself against him and whispered to him throatily, “Sesshoumaru-sama…Are you trying to hide from me again?” Kagura muttered this as huskily as possible leaving a hint of a whine in the depths before loosening her grip on him.
“I'd like if you were to remove yourself from my person this instant. And no. Sadly, there is no way for me to hide from you.” The tone he implied tolerated no question from the feeble woman behind him trying desperately in her own way to flirt with him. She finally untwined her arms from their position across his waist and he moved away from her to turn and reciprocate her gaze.
Her almost ruby eyes were only slightly a lighter shade then her bright red lipstick and she wore thick makeup that made her appear older than she was. Her outfit did no justice and flaunted too much cleavage and too much leg. The button up shirt she wore seemed to be an almost see-through lavender shirt that was tucked in to her black mini-skirt that showed too much leg. Her knee-high black, leather stiletto boots that made too much noise when she walked irritated his ears whenever she would walk in his office.
Kagura took a step forward closing their range making it uncomfortably unbearable for Sesshoumaru. He felt her hand slip over his suit and onto his chest while the other moved down wandering lower - and even lower still. “I'm sorry, Sesshoumaru-sama. That was just an accident.”
Today he wouldn't stand for it and he was quite tired of her endless peeves. He almost let the anger seep through his emotionless mask. Sesshoumaru growled and took a firm hold on her shoulder, using only minimal strength to push the annoying woman away from him and out of his personal space.
She fell to the floor with a loud thump - her rump connecting with the floor. But he wasn't spared even when she wasn't close to his proximity. Of course as she fell her skirt rolled even higher over her hips and revealed more than he ever wanted to see and showed more than she wanted to show. Kagura blushed and quickly gathered herself and her skirt so it could fit her properly and stood to her feet.
A barely audible snort was heard from Sesshoumaru as he looked at her with disgust and disdain.
“Sesshoumaru-sama, I-”
He held up his hand in protest to her apology. “If I'm right…you were going to apologize for throwing yourself on me. Is that right? You were also going to say that it will never happen again…right?” Sesshoumaru paused and straightened his suit and dusted an imaginary piece of lint from his sleeve, seemingly waiting for the insolent woman's answer.
Kagura stared up at his tall and powerful presence and opened her mouth, ready to speak the truths that he wanted her to, but he interrupted, clearing his throat. “Kagura…you are indeed a good assistant and if you weren't you would be fired, losing much more than just your job. With the inappropriate way that you dress and act it is a surprise that I even keep you. I'm quite sure that there are others much more qualified for this job, but I find that it is a waste of my time to look. Make sure not to try that stunt again or your dignity wouldn't be the only thing at a loss.”
Kagura knew that he was heartless. She had always known her boss as cruel and mean, but this was the first time he had taken his wrath out on her. She had been scolded before, but never like this. “But, sir…”
That look. The look in his eyes was all it took to spike the fear in her that her boss actually had the power to kill her. And as small as her dignity was she couldn't trigger herself to speak, nevertheless look at him.
Behind him Sesshoumaru could hear the elevator doors slide open. He turned away as careless and emotionless as he would ever let someone see.
*****
She just watched as pedestrian after pedestrian passed the little café's window. Lost in a daze and clawing at sanity, Kagome took another sip of her decaf coffee with sugar and cream. She chose to drift in and out of Sango's little gossip conversation about who married who and who cheated on whom, and found a solace in staring at the swirling pools of brown in her coffee cup. It was odd that Sango happened to be talking on that subject and Kagome felt that the topic went a little too close to home. She still found it a little difficult to look Sango in the eyes after the encounter with her husband about a year ago.
`Now that's one gossip she'll never find out about,' Kagome thought to her self warily. She chuckled a little to herself sadly, turning her attention back to her coffee cup.
“Kagome are you listening?” Sango quickly snapped Kagome out of her little reverie “What are you looking at Kagome?”
Kagome's eyes were transfixed on the steam coming from her coffee “I just don't know, Sango, but don't you think the steam from coffee is just so interesting when it twists and swirls like that?”
“Oh…so you're not over the whole `I'm single' thing are you?” Kagome looked up from her coffee to see Sango's worried eyes and sad smile.
“How could you tell?”
“You poor thing… You've gotten so much paler and your hair lately has been…well…you know what I mean. Well look at you. You appear to be in such a depressed state, Kagome. I know you loved Inu-”
Kagome cut Sango off, “I...never loved him, Sango,” her voice wavering slightly, but still unemotional altogether.
“Now Kagome, I know you're kind a' pissed off that he-”
Kagome cut Sango off again - her voice completely stern now. “For four years,” Kagome held up four-fingers as her depiction, “he made my life a living hell.” Kagome brushed her hand over her face trying to remove the tension from behind her eyes and her slight weariness. “Can we leave now?” Without an answer from Sango she stood to leave.
“Um...sure…”
Kagome had changed drastically. When Sango and Kagome were in college Kagome was a burst of energy - always happy always smiling. She had the ability to see the best in the worst people. Now here Kagome stood sad, and beaten down…lost. It seemed like over the past four-years Inuyasha had stripped everything amazing about her and left an empty shell of Kagome. The girl who she used to be was torn and thrown away.
Kagome waved goodbye to Sango as she let her self into her small apartment. It was nicely furnished and expensive, but she wasn't paying for it. Sango bought the apartment for her when she learned of the divorce and with the jobs Kagome had managed to get it still wasn't enough to pay the bills. She was lucky enough that after that Sango had decided to help her pay. She didn't want to seem like a moocher, but how was she going to live as a responsible adult? She couldn't move in with her mother. She had her own bills, her own responsibilities and she was taking care of grandpa. Souta who was in his last year of college living his own life as well couldn't let her stay with him. And it would be pretty weird seeing a 20 something year old woman living with her younger brother in the dorms. Was that even allowed? But if it was it would definitely be pretty odd.
She took off her shoes, stepping in her home and shuffled her way straight to her bedroom. Once reaching her little sanctuary, she lay across her bed not even caring to undress.
“Hmm…” She murmured, her mind running a mile in a minute. “I'll call him later…” She tried to fall asleep not even caring to call her lawyer and drifting into a deep slumber.
*****
The building was far enough that Sesshoumaru had to take a car to reach his fathers office complex that was about some miles away from his own. When he arrived at the large structure that hovered over its neighbors he parked in a reserved parking space in the buildings' garage and walked over to the elevator.
Sesshoumaru walked in the elevator pressing on the buttons leading to the top floor before waiting for the doors to close. After a minute or two later the elevator stopped on the highest floor of the building where his father's office resided.
He stepped out of the elevator noticing through the glass windows looking in on the offices that the few employees that worked on his father's floor were working to meet his high demands. Sesshoumaru walked to his father's office to be greeted by the happiest secretary ever seen in his life.
A tooth-achingly cute face and glittering hazel eyes met his cold amber, and her shoulder length brown hair glistened in the fluorescent light. The ever present smile on her face presented her utterly white teeth that could blind almost anyone if they stared and the fact that she had dimples just increased her eerie cuteness. And the worst was yet to come… At that moment she spoke…
Her seemingly polite greeting was drowned out by the mere sound of her utterly high pitched and perky voice. “Hi, Mr. Youkai! How are you doing today?”
Sesshoumaru cringed and he swore he felt a headache rise at his temples. There she sat with that ever-present smile plastered on her disgustingly cute face, and he knew, he just knew that if he replied that it would strike up a slight conversation, ultimately leaving him with the worst ear-splitting headache that he'd ever have. So he simply nodded walking past her to his father's office. He moved past her and grabbed the doorknob, but just before he moved inside she decided to reply to him even though he said nothing to her. “I'm fine, thank you!”
Sesshoumaru cringed again as soon as he walked in his father's office.
“…So what are you wearing?”
Sesshoumaru froze and a slender eyebrow rose with the action…or un-action. His mind simply supplied “what the fuck?”
“Daddy likes…” Toga's eyes finally moved over to the door to acknowledge Sesshoumaru who stood there with a perplexed look on his normally stoic features. “Oh…I have to go. And oh yeah, tell her to come too…”
“I'm afraid to ask, but…who were you talking to?”
Toga chuckled. “It was just Ana. I was telling her to-”
Sesshoumaru caught Toga's gaze in his own immensely irritated gold before speaking dangerously, “I do not want to know and I will never care to find out, father.”
Toga grinned at his son's petulance and waved to a seat stationed in front of his oak wood desk. “Come on, Sesshoumaru. Take a seat.” The awkward grin never dissipated as he spoke.
Sesshoumaru glared, taking a seat like his father had gestured whilst his father sat smiling across from him. “Okay. So, what are you doing here, Sesshoumaru?” His smile turned serious, but left a glint in his eyes.
“Must I address something that you already know, Toga?”
“That is why I asked, Sesshoumaru. Don't be dense…”
“Why did you tell Inuyasha?” Sesshoumaru's glare hardened at his father's inquisitiveness and Toga leaned onto his desk, folding his fingers in front of his face and covering up the amused smirk that appeared on his lips. He then, dropped his hands from the desk and leaned back into his chair. “Well…I could've told Inuyasha, or he could be lying. After all, he is like his mother.”
`If he was lying than he definitely got it from you,' Sesshoumaru admitted personally to himself. He harrumphed. “If you didn't tell him than who possibly had?”
“Fine you caught me, but I only told him so that he would get a better understanding of his dear brother. You are family after all.”
“Is that the only excuse you have?” Sesshoumaru inquired.
“It's the only excuse I could think of,” Toga muttered nonchalantly and then corrected himself amusingly, “I mean…uh…That wasn't an excuse at all…”
“Cut the act. I need you to be serious for once,” Sesshoumaru stated coldly. He watched as his father made a quick turn in his plush, leather desk chair. Toga's expression totally changed from his recently amused appearance to a now strict and serious one, like his son had requested.
“Is this serious enough?” His face was straight. No lines of humor showed through the crevices. And his stoic could easily match his son's impassiveness.
Sesshoumaru was neither impressed nor amused and resisted the urge to role his eyes at his father's façade. “I suppose…but back to the matter at hand.”
“Which is?” Sesshoumaru just waited for his father to drop the serious façade and twist around in his chair again to become the so-called annoying and silly old man that he usually was around his sons. It never came.
“Inuyasha…he called me earlier to discuss a business proposal having to do with my other job. He's inviting me to his home tomorrow to discuss more on the subject.”
“You're not actually going to kill someone for him, are you?” Toga asked.
Sesshoumaru let out a sound of approval. “It depends on how much he is willing to pay and who it happens to be.”
“I'd never expect you to be the kind of person, no less my son, to actually have to think on something like that when it is quite obvious who that someone might be. I'd expect such from Inuyasha, after all he is the genius who came up with this `devious' plan.” Toga exhaled a disapproving sigh. “The things you two get from your mothers…”
“Father, what are you implying…?”
Before another word could be spoken the overly happy and chipper secretary made her way in through the office door with an ever-present blush plastered on her dimpled cheeks. “Um…Mr. Youkai. I'm sorry for intruding, but you are needed somewhere at the moment…” Her blush only succeeded in deepening after her statement.
Toga stood from his chair and made his way to the door his secretary busily fidgeted at. “I apologize Sesshoumaru, but our conversation has to end. As you can see, I have some business to attend to.”
Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at his father and left his seat to join him at the door. He made a slight noise of disgust. “You are seriously going to leave because of some quickie that you want to have?”
“Jujun, can you excuse us for a sec?”
Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow to the pet name that his father provided to his secretary. `Jujun? As in submissive?' Sesshoumaru had a brief flash of his father's submissive secretary. He repeatedly blinked trying his best to remove the image from his mind and only grimaced when it stayed a little longer than expected.
“Sesshoumaru, don't act like you haven't had one before.” Sesshoumaru emitted another harrumph at his father's vulgar. “Oh so shy…” Toga muttered as he turned to grab the door handle to leave.
“What is the real reason for you telling Inuyasha my past?”
Toga turned around - a smirk tugging at his lips, and crossing his arms at his chest, he went into a thinking stance. His eyes narrowed at his son before opening his mouth to speak, “I'll tell you the real reason after your hair is the length it used to be.”
“My hair is fine at the length it is at the middle of my back. Besides…it would take half of a year to a year for it to grow back to its original length.”
“Heh, that's exactly the time I need to come up with an excuse.” Toga said jokily. “When your hair is the length it used to be, that is when you should talk to me.” He then turned to leave.
Sesshoumaru glared at the door as he watched his father leave. `Bastard…' He thought to himself heatedly, stepping out of the door to leave for his own building again.
*****
Kagome awoke to the ringing sound of her phone located on the nightstand that stood solemnly next to her bed. She covered her head with her pillow wishing that the dreadful ringing of the phone would stop and let her rest. After 5 more rings it did. Kagome sighed, taking the pillow off of her head and turned to stare at her alarm clock. It read 6:09 a.m., `Who would call me so early in the morning?' Kagome thought confused.
Kagome slowly and lazily slipped out of her bed sheets, stood up from her bed and saw that she was still wearing the same clothes she wore the day before. “I really need to take a shower,” Kagome murmured to herself once she peered at her attire. She began unbuttoning her shirt and dropped her white slick blouse to the floor. She was taking off her ruffled black thigh-length skirt when the phone began to ring again. Quickly taking her skirt off and throwing it to the floor, she walked over to the phone.
“Hello?” Kagome's voice was somewhat raspy from just waking up. She very much doubted that the person would be able to identify her so she cleared her throat and repeated her self. “Hello?”
“Kagome, I've been trying to contact you for the longest, but why does it seem like you've been avoiding me? Why are you so distant?”
“Inuyasha, it is 6 o'clock in the morning. Why are you calling me?”
A growl emitted from Inuyasha's throat. Her response really wasn't to his liking. He had to admit that he half expected her to still be washed up over the breakup and apologize. But here she was - as calm as ever - and sounding pissed off at him! “Listen you little bitch! Don't act stupid with me. I got your damn letter last week! Now tell me now that you don't know what I'm talking about.”
Silence paused their somewhat conversation and gave Kagome at least a small amount of time to think. She bit down on her lip and frowned. This was just one of the many offenses that he'd form in her presence. Kagome wasn't ready to discuss this matter with her lawyer; she wasn't even ready to discuss this matter with Sango. And she sure as hell wasn't ready to discuss this matter with Inuyasha. She knew exactly what she had done. Whether she had done it in rage or betrayal she didn't care.
“Inuyasha,” she finally said breaking the silence, “I'd like for you to stop calling my home.” Kagome's voice was low and at the same time stern.
“And if I don't what the hell are you going to do Kagome...? Nothing? That's what I thought. Kagome stop playing these games and end this shit now, because if you don't you'll regret it.”
“Is that a threat Inuyasha?”
There was a pause before he responded saying, “No that's a promise.”
Kagome couldn't believe her ears. Inuyasha was threatening her...again. She quickly hung the phone up on him - her emotions clouding her eyes and head. She sat down at the edge of her bed, her mind clouded with everything Inuyasha had just said. The phone began to ring again. And the ringing just seemed louder, and so much more intense. It was too much, and there was just too much to handle. She was just too fragile for all of this. Can't a girl get some rest!? Just stop it! “Stop it, Inuyasha!” she screamed - the sound echoing in her mind and irritating her further.
She was going crazy. She just knew she was, and this just proved it even more. She started unplugging all the phones, and she was just so dizzy that she didn't even notice when she stood…or when the hot trail of tears started running down her face.
When she finished she drew a bath for herself and sat in the tub full of scolding hot water. The tears were endless and the emotions ran deep. She kept crying even when the whimpers resorted to small hiccups. The tears still burned no matter how much she scrubbed her face of the stains. She was crying, and she didn't know why…
“I hate you Inuyasha!” she screamed. “I hate you!”
*****
Sorry for the late update, but my editor is very much so a procrastinator and I am not replacing her because she just happens to be my editor for life. You will see a slight turn of events thanks to the edited version, so I advise that you read the chapters over again if you already read the unedited version.
Cleo: Hey Kenny isn't Toga here?
Kenry: ::Looks around:: Oh yeah, there he is.
(walks over to Toga)
Cleo: Sesshoumaru told me to ask you something.
Toga: ::smiles brightly:: which is?
Kenry: How can you stand your assistants voice?
Toga:....I gag her.
Cleo and Kenry run away from Toga covering ears and repeating out loud in unison; "We didn't hear that, we didn't hear that!"