InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ If You Are Not The One ❯ In a Rigorous State of Frenzy ( Chapter 9 )

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

IF YOU ARE NOT THE ONE

Chapter Nine: In a Rigorous State of Frenzy

A pair of long lavishing eyelashes gazed at her surroundings, while a pair of also lengthy and shiny legs gracefully got out of a yellow cab closing the backseat door before it drove away. A gasp of astonishment was heard from a charming young lady who was standing alone on a sidewalk just outside the entrance to Takahashi Productions Inc. Who took off her shades and placing them on her hair like a hair band to allow a better view from where she stood.

She gaped at the immense building from outside and noticed it looked even bigger, closer than from afar. If not from all the fog that covered the first forty floors, she would perhaps be able to see the end of the length of the building from where she stood on the sidewalk. It was obvious that her new boss was a man of great importance. People who were dressed only on business suits and other appropriate expensive clothing were seen as they walked about, on with their duties of the day.

Most of these people rushed in and out with suitcases on one hand and a cup of coffee in the other as they entered the building. She realized that all of this wasn't new to her; she had worked along side a lawyer before in a big building of also much significance, but only this was more of it, it was probably much more important than any place she would ever work at again.

The elegant woman held a positive aura around her and such energy, that it made her seam much more extravagant if possible. She wore a very short and tight shirt that embraced her hips a little too perfectly; she had a woman's suit with a tight blouse from within and all she wore was a dark fancy cherry color, with a matching purse, a lovely pair of shades that also matched a pair of simple yet suitable pumps and glossy cherry lipstick. Aside from the almost dark lipstick, her make up was light and had been applied with a normal tone. She had on a touch of eyeliner and mascara neatly applied, to show off her dark blue eyes.

She had decided that it would be best to not use brown eye contacts unless she really needed them. Besides, her natural unique eye color was nothing to be embarrassed about since it resembled a not so common family trait. And now she was legitimately over the fact of trying to look like a person she clearly wasn't. From now on, she would just be herself and nothing more.

Her hair was not up in any business-like type of way but instead, it was loosely down, wavy with curls at the tips of each strand of stresses. She had though about putting it up in a ponytail like her roommate was accustomed in doing every morning before work or perhaps in a neat well done bun, but she decided against it all. As a result, realizing that most women she knew did it before going to work at an important business job, but not her, she wanted to do something new. She wanted to let everyone at this new job know that she wasn't afraid of letting her real and not so dull image stand out; she didn't need to look tedious or overdone to look professional. At her last job, she did put her hair up on a bun every morning but this was a change, a new her.

At first, she had agreed to arrive with Sango; so therefore, she could show her around the building and how to start off her first day. Well it was a good plan, but then Sango had been called to work earlier than usual letting her sleep in a little longer before emerging. But she had called Sango, and Sango had explained to her what happened and had insisted on showing her the building and a whole bunch of new faces as soon as she would arrive. So here she was, ready to take on anything and anyone.

“Oi Sakura!” Someone shouted out her supposed name, someone who Kagome now had come to know as Sango. She had been waiting for Kagome for more than an hour, always making sure she would arrive, to at least be the first to greet her.

“Oh hey Sango,” Kagome said as she waved to her tall friend and walked over in font of the building entrance were her friend was waiting patiently. They hugged very quickly and Kagome noticed something different. “I didn't know you wore glasses…”

“Yeah, but I only wear them to read stuff. So how was traffic?” She asked and Kagome smiled.

“Brutal!” They both said at the same time giggling. It was now a question and a response they always gave each other since the first few days they first started living together. Sango grinned and showed Kagome inside the Takahashi building directing her to where to go. From the inside, it was even better to admire. Never before being in such an immense city, it was rare for Kagome to imagine being able to see a building such as this one just anywhere else in all Japan. The lobby was like one of a fancy five-star hotel, there were exotic plants here and there, a large fountain in the middle of the main lobby, the ceiling had huge chandeliers and many elevators and hallways to different parts of the building. Everything was shiny and the floor was most likely made out of marble stone, every detail was well though out and very admirable.

“Alright, let's go to the main lobby receptionist. She's the one that'll direct you where to go from here on.” Sango explained and Kagome nodded.

As they approached her, Kagome noticed that the woman was in her mid-fifties or sixties to say the least. She also had glasses and entertained herself reading a thick book, failing to notice the newcomers as she lost herself in the pages of her novel. Sango cleared her throat and the lady looked up, her glasses at the very edge of her nose. “Lady Kaede, this is my new friend that I've been telling you so much about.” She said and the lady smiled while putting her book down and then extending her hand while leaning from across her desk.

“It's a pleasure to finally meet you Miss Yoshida, believe me when I say that Sango has said plenty about you.” Kagome also smiled and extended her hand to shake hers.

“I insist the pleasure is all mine. Though I hope not everything Sango said about me is bad.” Kagome laughed cheerfully while eying Sango doubtfully who also laughed but sarcastically at Kagome's lack of trust.

“Don't worry child, she hasn't said anything bad, just that you are as beautiful and friendly as she described.” Kagome was already feeling at home with her new acquaintance. “Now, let's get you your name tag, your box where we already have some papers that need filling out, names of people who are in Mr. Takahashi's personal list which you may only permit entrance to his office, a list of visitors and clients you will associate with and other Takahashi files that you will be in charge of, any questions?” Kaede placed the small box filled with papers on top of her desk and handed over Kagome her golden name tag, which read Yoshida Sakura in fancy golden cursive letters.

Kagome took it from her and tried clipping it on to her suit. “Actually, is Mr. Takahashi as hotheaded, impulsive, and unpredictable as Sango has been telling me?” She asked Miss Kaede who nodded her head, and she was right.

“I'm afraid so child, but don't worry just ignore him, do everything he says and don't talk back to him face, that's what I've been doing for the last couple years. But I'm sure you'll fit in just fine. And now that that's settled, you two get going and don't keep Mr. Takahashi waiting. It was nice meeting you Sakura, now on to your office and make yourself at home, you also better get going now Sango.” Sango nodded momentarily negligent.

Once she grabbed the small almost shoe-size box that was given to her, filled with folders from different files. She walked with Sango who lead her outside an elevator. The elevator made its usual `ding' sound before opening and many people with variety of ages rushed out, while others who stood behind the two young women, got ready to walk into the large elevator that could probably fit about ten people or less at a time. Once in, Sango pressed the fifty-five button as did others around the two girls waiting to get to their designated floors. The automatic doors shut and the elevator moved upward. In no time, elevator music reached Kagome's ears and she soon became aware of all the unfamiliar faces casually staring at her curiously.

In just a matter of seconds, the elevator made its first stop and then the next until they had been there for about seven or eight minutes. Eventually, everyone had gotten off and it stopped again but this time just one rather handsome man got in while holding a black briefcase. He wore a black business suit with a stripped dark blue tie that perfectly matched his dark blue eyes, and was whistling a friendly tone.

“Good morning Sango!” He greeted her with seductive eyes, but Sango just mumbled a good morning back and said nothing but. Kagome noticed that the man's expression saddened when she gave him a lifeless greeting, both of them looking away from each other's eyes finding the ceiling or the floor suddenly fascinating. But then, the man caught the presence of another female in the room and gazed at her long legs, curved body and all the way up to her heart-shaped face. He noticed Kagome's stare and smiled mischievously, then noticed that this new girl was holding a box. But most importantly, he became aware of the remarkable similarity this girl had to Inuyasha's deceased wife. At that moment, he knew that all hell would break loose when Inuyasha would first caught a glance at her, trouble would soon be awaken in Takahashi Productions Inc, that's for sure.

“Madam, would you do me the honor of bearing my child?” He surprisingly asked and then was about to get slapped across the face by a scarlet red Sango who held on to her anger until a certain point.

“Ask her again and I'll decapitate you!?” She growled and Kagome shook her head at Sango's sudden outburst.

“Alright, alright; take it easy Sango, it was only a suggestion.” He answered back coolly and looked over at Kagome again shamelessly inspecting her every curve, naughty thoughts overflowing his mind.

Kagome, who still held on to the box tightly as if someone would rob her in an elevator, was a little uncomfortable with the constant glances she kept getting from the creepy yet handsome guy standing next to them. In the process, failing to notice a pair of misguided hands sneaking their way until touching her rear end? Immediately her eyes grew in size and the fact that she had been caught of guard showed on her face.

SMACK

WACK

Sango was furious and held her hand in the air as if in a threatening matter. “What did I say about touching her!?”

“But you didn't say anything about touching her...” He contradicted while whining like a child when being scowled at. Miroku rubbed the reddish printed hand mark where he had been brutally slapped and muttered something they did not quite catch.

“Well now you know.” She warned and looked away, filled with emotions loosely circling her mind, anything but regret.

Kagome guessed this was a common thing between both of them, the fighting at least. “Does he do this with every woman he meets?” She whispered at Sango in front of Miroku who could not help but grinned.

Sango narrowed her eyes at Miroku who was now scratching the back of his head; she nodded folding her arms over her chest, “unfortunately…”

Nevertheless, Miroku smiled at them again and then mentally kicked himself for letting his hand get the best of him. What the hell happened to only Sango, curse you hands! He though uneasily then turned to Kagome and finally spoke again. “My fair maiden, I feel that I must apologize. And I believe we have not properly met before and I have yet to know your name…”

“That's because you never asked monk; anyway Sakura this is one of the guys I've told you about. And Miroku this is Sakura, you know that new roommate I've been tellingyou about also…” She told him and he grinned yet again.

“Ah, so you're Sango's new roommate am I right?”

“And you must be Miroku, the long time friend.”

“Why of course. That would be me and our favorite boss who is also a good childhood friend of ours. Speak of the devil; you guys are on your way to his office, am I correct?”

“Yes, we are,” Kagome answered apprehensively.

“Don't be nervous, ease up a little bit. I believe he's halfway through a meeting with Naraku and Onigumo right about now. I will accompany you to his waiting room before heading down the hallway that leads to the conference room. ” He told them both and then gave Sango a knowing stare.

“Shouldn't you be in there with him already?” Sango out of the blue questioned him forgetting she was currently supposed to be mad at him for being such a dickhead.

“Yeah but being both Inuyasha's and Sesshomaru's personal assistant, Sess asked me to arrive as soon as I got some files for him. Something for his presentation I presume.”

Sango was still giving him a look. “I didn't know he was back, I though he had already left?”

“Well he decided to delay his trip until today in the evening, so now you can just imagine how pissed off at Sess, Inuyasha must be. Now let's hope he doesn't take it out on us.” He explained and shrugged.

Seeing the way they both looked at each other, Kagome was puzzled. “That's funny; I think I've heard that name before…” She muttered and Sango looked over at her also confused.

“What are you talking about Sakura?” She inquired.

“Nothing, it's just that I've heard the name Naraku before, somewhere...”

“Well of course you have, he's a famous business tycoon, although not as famous as the Takahashi brothers of course.” Miroku butted in.

“There are two of them working here?” She asked and Sango nodded.

“Don't you recall me telling you how Inuyasha has an older brother?” She asked and Kagome nodded. “They both work together; they both own this building as of the day it was inherited to them.” She explained.

“So now you're telling me that there are two of them.” She repeated, after all she had heard about her new boss, she now realized that there would be two of them to put up with.

Sango nodded and smiled after watching Kagome's sudden change in expression. “Yeah but don't worry, Sesshomaru isn't always rude when you meet him. Just don't let his bitter expression get the best of you.”

Miroku nodded. “Oh and um, Inuyasha equally treats everyone like shit when he first greets them, so I'm warning you ahead of time that way it won't come as a surprise. Though, he changes once you get to know him a little better.”

“Oh great thanks for telling me until now, that I'm working for a pair of wealthy and highly educated psychos, good god what a relief.” She said sarcastically.

“Precisely sweetheart but don't be intimidated.” He laughed out loud at the face Kagome made, but when his amusement passed, and Miroku's expression once again grew serious. “Now all we have to do is pray Inuyasha isn't all pissed off today, or at least not more than frequently. Usually that's the way he is after having to be in the same room as Naraku. And now that his brother is leaving to the states, I can only imagine…” He told them and then, the elevator doors opened granting them excess into a huge lavishing waiting room.

“Heads up ladies, cause here we are.”

“Great…” Kagome mumbled unenthusiastically, and Miroku stepped back like a gentleman, allowing the two women to enter the waiting area first. As they walked in, Kagome noticed that there was a secretary hurriedly typing something on a desktop and that next to her desk, there was another empty desk which Kagome assumed it would be hers. And aside from the waiting room and the foggy glass doors that were in the right-hand side, there was a long stretched out hallway that led to elsewhere on the left-hand of the floor.

The lady finally noticed them as she looked over at all of them especially Kagome, cheerfully smiling. “Good morning Miss Tayia, Mr. Houshi. And you must be Miss Yoshida.” She said and kept on smiling where she sat, fully turning her body to the front of her desk where all three of them stood.

“Hey there Yuka…” He nodded his head and turned to Kagome and Sango. “Well I must get going, I'll catch you later Sango. And it was a pleasure meeting you Miss Yoshida.” He waved as he walked out of the waiting room and into a hallway leading to a conference room, or so did Kagome suppose.

“My name is Yuka by the way,” the secretary introduced herself. “I'm Mr. Takahashi's Temporary secretary and you will be assisting me in any needed matter, and I will show you the ropes around. Apparently, Miss Yura who's the actual secretary here won't be back for three weeks first due to some sickness problems and now because she took the rest of her vacation days. Anyhow, welcome to Takahashi Productions Inc, please make yourself at home and place you box on the desk next to mine. Now, if you'll excuse me, I got to get back to preparing Mr. Takahashi's documents.”

Kagome did just as she was told and placed her box on the empty desk. But the secretary who had been sitting down on her desk, turned her undying attention back to typing something to do with preparing documents in to the desktop in front of her.

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In the streets of Tokyo, horns were bleating, people shouting and laughing, the clatter of feet, traffic and excitement, only muffled, somewhat dimmed. The hundred and fifty-leveled glass skyscraper appeared as overpowering among other structures in the city as always. An irritating clicking sound seized to stop, desperately getting in everyone's last aching nerve.

A devilish handsome man in a very expensive suit; groaned low in his throat thinking of better things he wished to waste his impeccable time on right about now. Like maybe giving that one sexy secretary next to him the greatest time of her life in his office closet. Hey, nothing was impossible once you put your mind to it...What a bunch of bull.

Inuyasha's bored and distanced eyes enjoyed the exasperating look he kept getting from Mr. Onigumo. For as much childish as it may seam he didn't care what he did at the moment, Inuyasha was not up to deal with Onigumo and the bastard of his son, who he kept constantly glaring at. He continued his clattering sound as his fingers repeatedly drummed onto the large rectangular glass table with a mind of their own.

He suddenly stopped momentarily what he was doing and picked up the glass of water in front of him, gently bringing it to his lips, meanwhile keeping his cool. Then he decided water wasn't enough to control his thirst, so he picked up the glass of expensive wine that sat next to the other now empty glass which he had drank the water from just a second ago. First of course, he picked up the greenish olive that was on a toothpick from his rich yellowish alcoholic drink with two fingers.

Then he stuck it in his mouth and gobbled it up enjoying the simple pleasures of nature. He decided to hell with manners as he threw them out the large glass wall, picking his teeth with the simple toothpick as he did. Kagura, who was Naraku's assistant and had been staring at Sesshomaru nonstop since the conference started, unexpectedly glanced over at the younger Takahashi brother and glared at him and his not so etiquette behavior.

Inuyasha returned Kagura's glare thinking,suck my dick bitch, keeping his rude thoughts to himself. Deciding to look elsewhere, he drank his glass of wine coolly and ignorantly.

It was a slow Monday and the anger he had since this morning was now completely gone out of his system while being replaced with the pure bliss of undying boredom. Not sure what Sesshomaru kept rambling on about, his stupid presentation he presumed, Inuyasha wondered where on earth that perverted monk he had befriended was presently at. Miroku was already supposed to be back from wherever it was that Sesshomaru had set him off to.

“I repeat Mr. Takahashi, what do you, think about your brother's suggestion to combine products for a greater possibilities in the future market. We wouldn't mind exchanging sponsors and recommending you to our different allied product companies.” Mr. Onigumo asked the youngest Takahashi brother who jumped up on his seat at the sudden request.

“Superb…” Inuyasha offered with uncertainty as he slouched back in his chair. Nevertheless Mr. Onigumo nodded his head in acknowledgement and started suggesting Sesshomaru other alternatives that would, in the end, benefit both corporations. Inuyasha respected and had even come to tolerate Mr. Onigumo and felt bad that he had such a sorry excuse for a scum of a son, the poor oh so foolishly blind man.

Naraku who was well aware of what was being negotiated between both companies, and was also attentive of the unvarying and steady defiant glares Inuyasha kept throwing at his way, smirked menacingly yet in an eerie ridiculing way. Revealing his pearl white teeth, Naraku kept grinning sinisterly. The dark pools of darkness profoundly held in his eyes was spine-chilling and could make anyone's blood run cold, as those of men locked up in prison with the evilest of intentions. And the only two words that ran through Inuyasha's mind were…how pathetic…

At that moment, the Takahashi's personal assistant walked through the door demanding unwanted attention from the eleven bodies that sat in the large rectangular glass conference table, all eyes fixed on him. Miroku smiled nervously, loosening his tie before placing the briefcase he brought with him in front of Sesshomaru and then taking a seat next to Inuyasha. “She's here…” He managed to whisper as he took his seat.

“What are you talking about?'” Inuyasha whispered back; leaning over to his right to get closer to his perverted friend who was currently blowing kisses to the lady across from him. The lady raised an eyebrow and angrily looked elsewhere annoyingly batting her eyelashes.

Inuyasha growled and stomped on his foot hoping to attract his distracted attention. "Ow, for once in your life try to be less brute Inuyasha." Miroku whispered to his boss before throwing him a disgruntled look.

“Are you talking about the pitiful new receptionist?” Inuyasha asked quietly so that no one heard what he was saying, and Miroku simply nodded.

“With a body like that, anything but pitiful my friend,” He whispered back and Inuyasha elbowed him to get to the point. “Ouch…trust me Yash, you do not want to see her just yet…I'm warning you.”

“So you're saying she's not entirely ugly?”

Miroku snorted impolitely. “Oh no my good ol' friend, but you still have to wait until I tell you why…” His words still planting seeds of doubt in Inuyasha's head, not quite sure what he was referring to.

“This meeting is now officially over, I would like to thank you for coming ladies and gentlemen. Another conference will be held to furthermore clarify and to decide whether you agree or disagree to our proposal. Meanwhile, I repeat, I would prefer if all of you think it over before signing the contract or not.” Sesshomaru stood up as so did the rest of the business men and woman present, including Miroku and Inuyasha, pushing their chairs in. “I need you in my office, now Miroku.” Sesshomaru demanded and walked out along with other people that fallowed.

Inuyasha glanced at Naraku one more time with a half-raised eyebrow, “Until we meet again Mr. Takahashi.” He said to Inuyasha, his smirk well in place. Inuyasha didn't bother to say anything back but was instead intensely fuming with anger which was rising to his system as

“Damn right we will, you fucking bastard, but mark my words that next timeyou'll be behind bars.” He said to himself as he watched him walk away, exiting the door behind his father. As soon as they were officially gone, Miroku looked over at Inuyasha's piercing expression and knew that today was not the day for Inuyasha to have to deal with anyone. And just the fact that this new receptionist appeared undoubtedly similar to his best friend's wife could not be something easy to ignore. If Miroku's calculations were sight, nothing good could come of this remarkable resemblance.

“Just don't fire her Inuyasha, she seams like a very nice person and it wouldn't be fair for her or Sango.” He said and walked right out heading for Sesshomaru's office still leaving Inuyasha wondering what the hell he was talking about. Inuyasha also, exited the door to the hallway that lead to his waiting room and then to his office.

As he walked he looked at his golden wristwatch and then looked up again as he came across Yuka, who was still typing his documents just like he had ordered before the damn meeting he was made to go to. “Where is that new receptionist?” He asked gruffly, startling his temporary secretary who had failed to hear his foot steps as he approached, not in such a very well mood.

“I said, where the hell is that new receptionist!” he asked or more so barked again but more like demanded an answer this time.

Yuka frowned and felt sorry for her new co-worker, realizing that Mr. Takahashi's patience was running thin and on the line today. “She's waiting for you in your office with Ms. Taiya.” She explained and watched as he was able to mumble a thanks just as he walked passed her, heading for his office.

Once Inuyasha walked in and the doors to his office closed behind him, and he was face to face with the last person he had ever though he would come across again. As the woman who had her back to him turned around when she had heard the door automatically shut, she wasn't sure if she was hallucinating or if this was the same guy from the other night at the club, whom she had willingly shared his bed with.

“Ki-Kikyou…” He managed to say to her, becoming unemotional for a moment or two. But he was wrong again, she wasn't his Kikyou. This was the woman from that one night stand from the other night. His eyes traced every inch of her body and his brain failed in sending signals for his legs to function like they should, for he just stood there paralyzed. He wasn't sure if Buddha was punishing him again or if the gods really hated him.

Kagome's legs were as well glued to the floor and her eyes on the guy that stood before her. He was the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on and the way he stared at her was slowly making her cheeks flush ten shades of red, not really sure why. Yep, she might have been drunk that one night but she could never forget a man who would look that good, it was him alright. The man looked about her age if not a few years older. He on the other hand, also thought about something along those same lines. His eyes gave it all away; those were the same eyes from that very unforgettable night.

“You!” They both simultaneously shouted still in utter chock. His guess had been that he would never see her again but was proven wrong because here she was, flesh and bones. He just kept staring at her, he couldn't help it. The woman he had slept with was a replica of his dead wife. She was gorgeous like Kikyou, if not then more so. Damn, it's her. And something tells me she didn't come back for more, he mentally told himself drinking in her every one of her characteristic features. Blue eyes…he though trying to remember if it was really her.

But the only thing that was repeatedly echoing in Kagome's head was…I quit…Before they knew it, the rest of the day went by for the both of them like a simple yet almost blind blur.

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.