InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ If You Are Not The One ❯ Ignorance Is Blissful ( Chapter 8 )

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IF YOU ARE NOT THE ONE

Chapter Eight: Ignorance Is Blissful

A few days later; not sure if it was a good idea to start off with, he rubbed his chin in a thinking manner. So many questions circled in his head about choosing his new receptionist. He had other more significant things to worry about also, but having discussed it over breakfast with Miroku; he knew he couldn't make up an excuse to leave it for another occasion. But to deal with the headache of choosing a newbie, to work at the empty computer desk next to his secretary's just outside his office in the waiting room of the fifty-fifth floor of his empire as little as a receptionist…Great, he felt another migraine to deal with coming, besides Yura that is.

He couldn't deny he needed one as soon as possible but he also couldn't help thinking this was stupid and that someone else should be in charge of doing this and not him. “Damn Yura, she just had to be fucking absent today, great day to fucking callout sick, bitch...” He thought out loud as he read the résumés of the many young women who were dying to step foot in his precious building.

Not only was there a receptionist for the whole company in general, but since he was a very busy man, he needed his very own receptionist like a lot of his important employees had just in case. His last personal receptionist had decided to quit precisely when he needed her the most. He grabbed one out of the many résumés on top of his desk, all of them scattered than in neat piles like he had first received them. He took a look at a freshly graduated college girl's résumé and read the list of all of her resent jobs from before graduating…Nothing, nada.

This girl had never had a single job before like working at a simple fast food establishment; at least Mc Donald's perhaps would have given her two thumbs up. Not only did he need a well educated person, but also an employee who would kindly know how to greet all his visitors or customers, that will do something as simple as answering the telephone, make stupid appointments and doing several of other miner jobs that Yura would probably be too busy to deal with herself. What he desperately needed over all, was someone who could treat people, including himself, with much respect.

He placed aside the résumé of the recent graduate into a pile of other girls he though to be unworthy of taking such a prestigious job for none other than himself. Thinking about what he had talked to Sango over the phone, he questioned himself if Sango's new roommate could possibly be good enough to take up the job. After all, Sango had practically begged and she had mentioned something about her new little friend needing one desperately.

Of course, being the compassionate man that he was at heart, the idea of calling her up had once or maybe twice crossed his mind without much importance. Perhaps if this new girl was all that Sango described and ranted on about, he might once in his lifetime take a jump in the river and go for it. Surely he had a résumé; here somewhere…Maybe Sango had dropped one off for him to look at. He hurriedly went in search for it, examining girls after girls for a Yoshida Sakura…Not that he was trying to be a sexist, but for some idiotic reason, he trusted women more than guys for these types of jobs because he though men would probably slack off and not take things too seriously like a lot of women usually did nowadays.

When he finally was able to find it, he picked it up and quickly didn't waste time in reading all the things he needed to know. "Yoshida Sakura, twenty-five years old, born and raised in Kyoto, accomplished high school with honors, got many degrees and a masters degree for business and administration from one of the best business colleges in Kyoto, has experienced working with lawyers, last job was a secretary for a lawyer whose name wasn't fucking written, was an executive in-training at a good school until recently dropping out. She claims to have good computer skills; interpersonal skills, and organizational skills so she has completed with a quick NVQ 1&2 administrations in reception plus as for secretary…and apparently is now searching for a job as a pitiful receptionist or perhaps also a secretary of any sort.” He muttered as he read, his eyes scanning the piece of paper with slight interest.

“Impressive isn't it? Well, if you ask me, she's good enough for you to go ahead and fire Yura, kicking the hell out of her grumpy ass to the streets where it belongs in the first place.” Inuyasha who had been engaged in reading about his possible new receptionist, looked up from the light green sheet of paper that he was reading out loud supposedly to himself, that is until Sango showed up. He was so concentrated in what he was doing that he hadn't paid any attention when the automatic doors to his office had opened unexpectedly to show one of his best friends.

Sango, who's a brunette with naturally straight hair neatly put in its daily ponytail, wore a lilac short skirt business suit with glasses that hung from the bridge of her nose. She was just standing there leaning her arm on one of the two leather chairs in front of his desk. “Weren't you in the middle of putting back Ronin's new software or working on random user accounts?” Inuyasha asked rather than returning that comment about firing Yura to the pits of hell, something he was still currently working on.

She sat on the chair she was leaning over just now and folded her arms over her chest. “Actually I was working on Hinten's computer and it suddenly doing troubleshoot error codes. But now that you mention it, yes I should be elsewhere than here spying on you.”

Inuyasha just sighed frustrated, “well get to it woman!”

Sango glared at him. “And I will, as soon as you tell me if you have picked a new receptionist…”

“Damn it, I've been working on it all morning but the fucking though about picking a new wench that'll mess up constantly isn't comforting to say the least.” And he had a right to feel this way about having to employ someone to work from him, or pay someone to do a job they suck at. Many of his last receptionists weren't able to do a good job due to great personality problems or just because they had answered back at him more than just once.

“Yash, you know better than anything else, that Sakura is perfect and qualifies to take up such a little and insignificant or more sophisticated job.” She said and Inuyasha snorted at the comment. Apparently, Sango had become much attached to this new roommate of hers. Or was being her noisy self trying to help people out, something he wasn't the slightest bit surprised about.

“Feh…”

She placed a hand over her head before sarcastically mocking him for the same childish gestures that he occasionally made since before college. “Is that all you're going to say, feh, real immature Mr. Takahashi…”

Inuyasha ignored her, something he was quite good at by now, and glanced once again at the light green résumé he held in his hands. “Keh…go away and fix something Sango, I'm not in the sanctified mood of arguing with you over something as significant, as you so easily put it.” He shooed her off with a hand gesture.

“Oh c'mon Inuyasha, just do the favor and I promise that you won't hear another complain or favor from me for a very long ass time.” Said Sango who noticed he was trying his best in ignoring her absolutely.

Inuyasha placed the green file down and looked at her in the eye, “I wish I could believe you love, but unfortunately money doesn't grow on trees and I can't afford to loose another important client because Yura isn't fucking here today, and to top it all off, I don't have a goddamn receptionist to fuck it up for me instead. Didn't Miroku fix me up with another replacement or temporary secretary?”

She shrugged and then nodded remembering that he had. “I believe so, but she called in late saying that her car broke down twelve blocks from here so hopefully she'll make it in twenty minutes or less.”

“Just great, exactly what I needed…Fucking worthless excuse for a pitiful secretary…” He mumbled annoyed indistinctly to himself.

“Okay then, In that case, I'll just let you be and just miserably suffer in trying to find unsuccessfully someone else, much more qualified than Sakura.” She implied and pressured him some more, knowing well it was working and Inuyasha was about to explode any minute now.

He heaved a sigh as an alternative and then groaned something Sango couldn't quite catch before finally giving in. “Alright…call up Miss Yoshida and tell her that she has the job. And that if I'm not pleased in one week's worth of job hours, I will be nothing but tempted to fire her little ass to the streets before she can say fast-food restaurant.”

She jumped up from her seat with the biggest grin cemented on to her face. “Will do Mr. Takahashi…oh and don't worry she'll be up to your standards.” She reassured with confidence in her eyes.

“Just tell her to show up first thing tomorrow morning so we can settle this once and for all.” He said while he still could.

She stopped and flashed a bright smile at him again. “Oh and uh thanks Inuyasha, I knew you would come around sooner or later.” She said midway towards the doors and stopped right on her tracks before exiting as the doors unexpectedly opened and Miroku walked in.

“Oh hey Sango, fancy seeing you again today...” He said as he looked at her up and down repeatedly like he did every time he spotted her around the building. Sango groaned and heatedly whispered a get lost, before walking right past him and out the automatic glass doors as they shut close.

“What's up with her?” Inuyasha asked and watched the lonesome expression on his face, knowing well he had earned Sango's glares.

“I uh…Well she walked in again as she saw me flirting with Suki, you know my new pretty blond secretary…my hands are cursed you know.” He informed him as an excuse like he always did when doing something to hurt Sango.

“Oh Yeah, what's next, that you haven't been fucked in the last twenty four hours? That Sesshomaru is not attracted to men?” He questioned with a serious face to show he wasn't kidding about his older brother who, although was happily married, Inuyasha always had a slight feeling he was gay; and that his brother had a very feminine touch about him.

“Seriously Yash, my hands have a mind of their own, and I am vulnerable against their will.”

“Exactly why am I not surprised she hates you. Listen Miro, you need to settle for one babe once and for all, and stop thinking about just getting laid you baka.”

Miroku sat down on the chair that Sango once occupied and continued on. “To be frank with you buddy, I have…and I think I can win Sango over starting tomorrow. I'll try hard to show her that I care more than about just getting into her panties.”

Inuyasha shook his head and placed all the scattered papers in a messy pile before opening his laptop and looking over some profiles. “You are hopeless…”

He gave him a knowing smiled agreeing with him. “I know, I know…so what were you guys talking about before I walked in. She seamed pretty darn happy about something up until the point when she saw me come in.”

“Trust me; it's not important right now…”

“Okay…Anyway, did you go through the trouble of hiring a new receptionist?”

“Don't remind me…I think I just hired Sango's new best friend.”

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Sango waited for the crowed elevator to get to her designated floor. She was feeling so many emotions at the same time that she felt almost dizzy if not anything else. She wasn't sure why but Miroku had her feeling so many never-felt emotions before that it was hard for her to control them or understand what they were. She was so afraid to admit to herself that she loved him again; she just couldn't fall like that one more time.

According to her heart, she had long ago back in high school, to be precise, not felt all confused about the smallest affection of him being more than just an ordinary friend like they had both agreed of only being. He was just too naïve, persistent, cocky and so many other things that unfortunately he and Inuyasha had in common. She understood that they were like that by birth and she loved both her friends just the way they were, just as long as Miroku wasn't like that with her that is.

Sure it was childish to get jealous whenever he would flirt with that little secretary of his, but she couldn't help it, it was stronger than her. Something unpredictable, she always ended up feeling stupid when he would catch her catchinghim in action. After all, Miroku was a free man to do and get laid with whomever he wanted, whenever he pleased. However, Sakura did say something about the matter…maybe if she just gave him a chance and got to know more of him outside of work more often, see the side of him whenever they used to hang with Inuyasha back in college, except if only there was no Inuyasha and just Miroku and herself alone doing something they both enjoyed doing. It's just that everything was different for her until now that he had managed to manipulate and toy with her confused heart.

No, maybe there would never actually be a them, it just wouldn't work out since he would never think of changing his huge attraction for more than one woman or trade it for just one. Perhaps if she sought out help from Sakura, maybe there could be a tiny possibility, or maybe not…

Either way, she would not give Miroku the satisfaction of letting him know he has won over her every though. Instead, she will make sure to erase him, not completely because she would never want to ruin or throw out the window all their years of friendship. Besides, she had other important things to tend to, like running to her office and calling up her new friend to tell her that she had gotten a job at where she worked. And this way, Sango would try out her plan of setting Sakura and Inuyasha up together, even if she did have to do it without the help of Miroku. Now all she needed was to make sure that he would not say a word of this to Inuyasha under any circumstances. But what was really making her smile at the moment, was that she would work alongside her new friend, and she will have a new female friend rather than just Miroku and Inuyasha at work.

She waited impatiently for the automatic doors to open, and when they finally did, the `ding' sound was heard and her along with a tail of employees marched right out. Hinten, a very attractive man with short black hair and light colored eyes, was waiting for a less crowded elevator to arrive. Meanwhile, he pressed an upward looking arrow button, still waiting for the elevator to disembark all its passengers that were on their way down. Standing outside the shut doors of the elevator next to the one in which Sango had just travel in with a pack of hurried people, he glanced over at Sango and smiled just because she carried with her a very tempting and contagious smile. “Sango!” He called out for her as she was about to keep on walking failing to notice her co-worker shouting her name.

She finally did noticed him though after his third shout and walked on over to where he stood. “Hey Hinten, where you going; I still have to fix your desktop remember?” She asked and he nodded.

“True, but it's my lunch break and I was just looking for you to invite you to perhaps have lunch with me at this new restaurant I've heard so much about and wanted to check out.” He asked her out wicking at her with his right eye seductively; however, hearing this made her blush furiously. Sango was frequently asked out on dates, but not being interested in them, she always declined and walked away. But this was way different than just any ordinary date, it wasn't that she liked him that way or anything, but the though of going out on a lunch date with a very attractive co-worker, exited her.

“Actually, I wasn't very hungry but now that you mentioned a new restaurant, I guess it wouldn't be a bad idea—” She wasn't able to finish her response as they both heard another `ding', which belonged to the elevator Hinten was waiting for and someone they both knew walked right out.

“Finally! Sango I forgot to ask you out to eat lunch with me since you walked out of Inuyasha's office in such a hurry—” Miroku who indeed had been searching for Sango and was about to head for her office, couldn't help but notice Hinten who stood next to a very furious Sango with her arms crossed over her breast. Normally, not a good sign.

“Oh I'm sorry, did I interrupt something?” He asked as he cocked an eyebrow distrustfully waiting for a response from any of them.

Hinten finally nodded. “Yeah as a matter of fact you kinda did Miroku. I was also about to ask Sango here out on a lunch date to this great new restaurant.”

“Oh well, mind if I tagalong with you two?” Miroku asked and then glanced over at the girl who had failed to say a word yet, but stood there looking fiercely at him with a smile upside down.

Sango sighed. “Yeah, well I sort of do, so just leave me alone Houshi. I am not interested into going in any dates with you!” She stammered at him as she pointed and pocked a finger on his firm chest repeatedly. And he gaped unable to find the right words to say but remained silent as he helplessly watched Sango tugged Hinten by his hand and into the elevator they stood in front of, before it closed leaving Miroku dumbstruck and absolutely lonely.

Miroku took in and let out a deep audible breath in weariness before he took off the coat jacket he had on, and walked away with it over his shoulder. He wasn't sure why go through all the trouble of embarrassing him, but Sango had managed to take a blow at him leaving him behind speechless. He had always hated being turned down, but he had to give Sango props for being so good at it. Maybe Inuyasha was right…perhaps he did need to settle down for one. And he knew well who that one special woman was, but now it would take a long time before accomplishing the goal of making her understand he would sacrifice his cursed hand and quit his lectures ways just to end up with her in the end.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA AND CO. I REPEAT...THEY DO NOT BELONG TO ME WHATSOEVER, ONLY TO THE VERY TALENTED MISS RUMIKO TAKAHASHI.