InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Just Me ❯ Chapter 1: Another Day ( Chapter 1 )

A/n: Okay everyone, here’s the revised version of Just Me. I’m finally starting it for lack of inspiration for my other stories. As you can probably tell, I am no fashion guru, I am perhaps a complete dunce at fashion and the world of designing and modeling. Any help is welcomed with open arms. Outfit/Designs which you will be credited for, etc. etc.

NOTE:
This story will be switching POV’s or Scenes, I will put up ‘----’ so it’s not to confusing.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha.

Summary:

As a model everyone expects you to be something else. Everyone expects you to act a certain way, eat certain things, do certain things, associate with certain people. But that’s not Kagome. Kagome a fresh, new, superb model; though she was originally a designer for Sakura Enterprises, who she now models for. But in this high stakes world of fashion, money and beauty who will catch the eye of the beautiful woman. Sesshoumaru, famed supermodel, Hakudoshi, famed supermodel and heir to Dark Enterprises, Juuromaru, her bosses son, or her own best friend Jakotsu. Perhaps someone else altogether? And through all of the tense situations, she’s completely clueless as to their affections.


*Just Me*

By: Kage Otome

Chapter 1: Another Day

It was Saturday. It was 7:00 in the morning on saturday. If she had been anyone else she would most certainly be complaining about the injustice of it all. What she really wanted to be doing at 7:00 in the morning on a saturday was curl up on her bed and stay drifting in her dreams. Of course, not all dreams were pleasant. In fact most of them were horrible, ugly deformities. Monsters. And in those dreams they plagued her, tormenting her.

Not to be overly dramatic.

Right.

Rubbing her throbbing temples with her pointer and middle finger it did little to relieve the tension or the forming headache. Taking in deep soothing breaths, counting to ten in her head, she tried to calm down so she could form some semblance of her normal genius (which made Sakura Enterprises quite a lot of money). Her designs were simply ingenious. So was she (or so she’s been told). Perhaps some soothing music would calm her already rattled nerves. Her morning thus far had not been--Good. To put it in the most simplest of terms.

Lets replay her morning shall we?

Flashback

BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP

A slender hand spilled from tousled sheets, while an equally ruffled head emerged from the mass of silk. Bleary eyes glanced at the alarm clock reading 4:30 A.M. Oh, someone was going to die once she got her hands on them. That someone being a prank pulling little brother. Her alarm should have been set for 5:00 not that 30 minutes made much of a difference mind you. Shutting her alarm clock off, by sending it into the wall, however lifted her spirits greatly.

That is until she began walking albeit a bit unsteadily towards her bathroom to prepare for the day. Clumsily she stumbled over her left foot, and just as she was to regain her footing was sent falling to the floor, because of a magazine, a magazine with Inuyasha Taisho’s face on the cover. What an unpleasant site, so early in the morning. Now, don’t get the wrong idea. It’s not that she didn’t like Inuyasha, he just wasn’t very (what's the word) respectful. It was a wonder as to how he snagged supermodel Kikyo Takara. Of course, Kikyo wasn’t necessarily the brightest person either. They suited each other.

After pulling her face out of the plush carpet, she silently thanked her interior designer for talking her out of marble or hardwood for the bedrooms. That would’ve made her fall a hell of a lot more painful. Would’ve left a nice a nice hand sized bruise smack dab in the middle of her face. Her nose was already turning red as it was. Sitting up, looking cross eyed at her cherry red nose, it twitched as she rubbed it hoping to soothe the Rudolph like nose she now adorned. Hopefully the redness would go down before she left for work.

Yes she could imagine the teasing remarks she would get from her co-wokers. Inuyasha as well. Kagome the red nose reindeer, had a very shiny nose (Like a light bulb), and if you ever saw it you would even say it glows. I’m sure you all know the popular children's song. It would haunt Kagome for the rest of her days, the mortification it would no doubt bring. Christmas would never be the same.

Ahem. Anyway.

After taking going through her daily morning routine, brushing her teeth, taking a shower, emptying her bladder, you know that kind of stuff she stepped out of the bathroom completely refreshed and ready to take on the world. That was before she realized what she stepped in. Apparently the little darling puppy she’d received as a gift from Jakotsu decided to make the plush floor mat in the waiting room, his own personal bathroom. You see, there was the main bedroom, which connected to another waiting room with a round seat in the middle and mirrors all around the circular room. Behind those mirrors were clothes. In essence they were hidden panels. For some clothes. Emphasis on the some.

Now Jakotsu’s lovely gift, which she intended to name Inuyasha was an adorable little thing, except for his teething, marking, barking and need to be with someone all the time, was a great little puppy. With a very bad temper. Kagome had been forced to hired someone just to take care of the puppy who was often more than a handful of trouble. In that essence he fitted Inuyasha perfectly. Named after the foul-mouthed, stubborn and pigheaded Inuyasha Taisho. Of course Inuyasha would have been his name if...

He wasn’t so darned cute.

As it was there was no way she would inflict such torture on the poor pup as to be named Inuyasha. Female Dog Demon. Quite a funny name actually. But naming the pup Inuyasha just spelt trouble. So she refrained. The little pups name was in fact...

“Benji!”

Said pup came dashing around the corner tongue lolling out of his mouth. Sitting at her feet he looked up at her with big puppy dog eyes that simply melted her heart. It was official, that dog could have Kagome selling all of her most prized possessions for a doggy palace of bones, toys and treats with that look. Realizing where her thoughts were headed she shook her head and began to repeat a very familiar mantra.

‘Must not fall for act. Must not fall for act. Must not fall for act. Must not fall for act. Must not fall for act. Even though he’s the cutest most adorable little thing in the whole wide world...’ Kagome paused. ‘What was I saying again?’

Well. So much for that idea.

The little pup was absolutely adorable with soft white curls and a fluffy tail that curled like a fan. Dark brown-black eyes and a cute face. He was a Bichon Frise, a pure-breed at that. The little dog was a wild one sometimes, had a temper like Inuyasha’s. Kagome shuddered. After cleaning the poop off her foot she rolled the floor mat up and tossed it into the garbage can. There would be no getting the smell off. For such a small dog his poo sure smelt really bad, worse then a bigger dog’s poop. And that was saying a lot considering Bichons only got to about 20 or so inches at full height.

Yes, well where were we?

Ah...her horrible morning.

After dressing for work in a simple black slacks and a long-sleeved, collared, button down shirt, throwing a silk black vest over that she put her hair in a quick bun before grabbing her purse and keys. She was already late. Cursing herself for letting her mind wander she dashed out the door calling out her goodbyes to the still sleeping Souta and whimpering puppy.

End Flashback

Currently a somewhat irate and sleep deprived Kagome was drinking a large, steaming cup of coffee, feeling a tad bit better then she had earlier this morning. Working on her computer she was answering important e-mail’s regarding designs, meetings, models, the works.

“Ms. Higurashi?” Her assistant’s voice began pleasantly, if only slightly nervous.

“Yes Jayuni?” Her voice soft and husky as if it hadn’t been used in a while.

“Um, Mr. Jakotsu Shichinintai said he would be here later today.” Jayuni stated quite shyly.

“That is fine. Send him in when he arrives.” She offered before bidding her goodbye.

Jayuni let out the breath that she hadn’t known she’d been holding. It wasn’t that Kagome was a mean or unfair employer. If anything Kagome was a kindhearted, generous one. Kagome was supermodel material, she was nice, beautiful, smart, talented, she seemed so perfect. And she was only a few years older then Jayuni herself. Glancing at the mirror on her desk, all she saw was plain chocolate brown eyes and black hair pulled into a low ponytail. She sighed almost wistfully. All those models in the magazines, on TV, they were nothing compared to Kagome.

Nothing.

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“Higurashi.” Kagome answered her phone in a clear, crisp, strictly professional tone.

“It’s me!”

“Oh Joy.”

“Aw...Come on Kagome, have a little fun!” The loud, boisterous high pitched male voice came over the phone.

“Yes, Jak?” Her voice was weary as if she anticipated something foreboding to come from his mouth.

“I’m coming up!”

“Is that all you called to tell me?” Kagome sweat dropped.

“Yup! See you in a few ‘Gome, Ta ta!”

Kagome grunted in a very unladylike fashion. Not that she cared considering there was no one around to witness her, effeminate display. Just outside of the large oak doors to her office her secretary stood just about to knock, before deciding against it. Kagome deserved a break before the ever exuberant Jakotsu Shichinintai arrived. Kami-sama knows she’d need it.

Just as Jayuni turned around to return to her desk she was almost knocked over by Jakotsu as he dashed down the hall. Throwing a quick apology over his shoulder he disappeared into the large, roomy office belonging to Kagome Higurashi.

“Hello Jak, I thought you said a couple minutes?” Kagome greeted without looking up from her computer, as Jak pouted.

Jakotsu looked up from his pouting and stopped dead in his tracks. ‘Oh my poor, poor ‘Gome, they’ve been overworking you.’ The glow of her pale face was marred by slight bags covered up by only the littlest amount of makeup she would apply. She hated make up. It was probably because spring was coming around and all the new fashions had to be out earlier, on the runways, ads, etc.

“Gaah!” Kagome jumped startled.

After composing herself, slightly, she marched right up to Jakotsu and whacked him upside his head. He whimpered in response. In pain.

“What’d you do that for?” he pouted, he was so cute when he pouted.

“You, mister, almost gave me a heart attack.” Kagome reprimanded him while secretly wondering why Jakotsu made such an--odd sound. It was unusual to say the least.

Giving her the good once over, he winced.

“What are you wearing?” Jakotsu asked as if in pain.

“Now, now Jak, you don’t look very nice with your face like that, looks like you swallowed a lemon.”

“Oh, bother, c’mon, lets go and meet Sango and Miroku for lunch. “

“I can’t, I’ve got work to do, Jak.”

“You work too much, you need some fun in your life!” Dragging the startled Kagome out the door, grabbing her coat and purse on the way out turned out to be a lot easier then he thought. That may have been because she was so shocked that he dragged her out in the first place. Eventually the shock would wear off. And then she’d be mad.

“Bye Jayuni.” Jakotsu chirped, dragging the now protesting Kagome along side.

Jayuni, personally thought Jakotsu and Kagome would’ve made a very cute couple before sighing wistfully.

It was too bad Jakotsu was gay.
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A/n: First chapter revision complete!