InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Just Me ❯ Chapter 3: To Your Shoot, We Go ( Chapter 3 )

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*Just Me*

By: Kage Otome (Shadow Maiden)

Chapter 3: To Your Shoot, We Go...

Long luxurious black hair whipped behind her, amazingly remaining untangled and tortured by the wind and heat. It was truly amazing how lovely her hair was. Obsessive, perhaps a bit. Yura sighed dreamily staring at one Kagome Higurashi’s billowing hair. That was the kind of hair that should be put into magazine’s, and with that face and body. It was clear to one Yura Yamamoto; Higurashi was super star material. And with that thought a playful smirk came to her face, Kagome needed some excitement, and she had the perfect idea.

Now only to convince Kageromaru-sama.

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She shivered, having the distinct feeling that someone was watching her. Glancing around inconspicuously, she spotted Yura. Now that woman was a piece of work. It never ceased to amaze her, how many times she caught her, Yura, staring at her, or more pointedly, her hair. It was slightly disturbing--it was almost as if she lusted after her hair. Which was preposterous. Of course in Yura’s case, she was right on the dot. Which brought Kagome to her next question.

‘What on Earth possesses anyone to lust over hair?’

Shaking her head, she turned back to Jak who was also walking in through the double doors next to her. Catching her disgruntled expression he discreetly scanned the room before wincing as his eyes met the adoring red one’s focused on Kagome. Sighing he patted his friends back comfortingly, knowing how difficult it was for her to accept Yura’s obsession with her. Or more importantly her hair. Lord knows how many time’s she’d attempted to remove locks of her hair.

As they arrived on floor 65 Kagome and Jakotsu stepped out of the elevator, onto the plush carpet that was present, in deep rich blue. Absently Kagome was very glad she didn’t wear heels. No matter how fashionable they may be, they were highly uncomfortable. Nodding a hello to her secretary, Jayuni smiled shyly back. Jakotsu waved with a flourish; ever the exuberant one. Grinning softly at Jayuni’s blush Kagome walked into her office before Jakotsu closed the door behind him.

She was quite happy with Jayuni, a quiet, quite conservative lass. Really she was too nice for her own good. Fresh out of college from a middle class, working family. She was also very well mannered, she would make some man very lucky, if only she could get over her shy spot.

Hanging her purse and coat over the stand near her door, she groaned before turning around. She could already see the paperwork, sitting innocently on her desk. Innocent my ass. They were in fact standing up, with flames in the background, chanting--”We will kill you pathetic mortals with our, almighty ink and paper! We shall rule supreme and it is you who shall be recycled! Mwahahahahaha!” Kagome’s hands twitched.

Jakotsu stared blankly at his friend as she stabbed the top sheet of paper with a compass. Blinking, Kagome realized she was holding the compass up as an amateur would a knife, preparing to stab---again. Looking down at the top few sheets with stab holes she winced before calling out to Jayuni to deliver the first 5 or so sheets again, because they had an unfortunate--accident.

“So Kagome, are you busy this afternoon?” Jakotsu began innocently.

Kagome looked at him dryly, gesturing to the small stack of paperwork on her desk, which would no doubt increase by the time the day was over. She winced at the possibility and probability of that occurring. There was a slim to none chance of her being able to get out of the office until after six. Unless her boss, miraculously called and told her to get her but out of the office by five because of--something...

“Will you come down to my photo shoot at 5:30?” Jakotsu asked giving her the puppy pout, his lower lip full, accentuating the already adorable look. Kagome winced.

“I’m sorry Jak, there is no way I’ll finish all of this, plus a few more designs by that time today.” Kagome said, truly sorry.

“Miroku, and Sango will be there! Oh please, you have to come! For me?” Now he gave her the puppy dog eyes as well, all watery and wide, combined with that pout, it took all of her restraint not to agree to whatever he wanted at that moment. But she couldn’t, she had work to do.

Ring...

Ring...

“Higurashi.R 21; Kagome said.

“Aah...Ms Higurashi, I’m afraid the building will be closed from 5:00 PM, due to some electrical maintenance problems that need adjusting. All employees will be forced to leave the building at 5 PM sharp. You can finish your work tomorrow, but the only one’s allowed in the building after 5 have been told so at the staff meeting we had yesterday, which I’m aware you had missed due to your brothers doctor’s appointment. Please inform your staff.”

“Of course Wataru-sama.”

“Good day.”

“Good bye, Wataru-sama.”

“Wataru called? What’d he want?” Jakotsu asked, suddenly losing his ‘sad puppy’ face. Internally Kagome sighed with relief.

“Just to inform me, to inform my staff to be out of the office by 5 sharp.”

Jakotsu grinned.

“That means you can come!” He began to do a little jig, his ‘happy dance’ as he so nicely referred to it as. Smiling softly at her excited friend she nodded her assent, it seems a miracle has occurred. Grinning at his excited look she showed him out with an affectionately muttered, “Now leave you, or I’ll never get any work done.”

Jakotsu bowed out of the room, with a skip to his step.

Ooh! He was soo excited. Suddenly an idea hit him.

He grinned wickedly.

It was too bad Kagome didn’t see that wicked grin, otherwise she just may have reconsidered attending the photo shoot.

Jayuni shuttered thinking about what sort of thoughts were running through Jakotsu-sama’s mind. She’d heard of some of his more devious plots.

Whatever he was thinking of, couldn’t be good.

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Glancing at the clock which read 4:45 PM she had no doubt in her mind Jakotsu would be bursting through that door any minute now. In fact, Kagome had already cleaned up and was ready to go. Sitting at her desk, crossing her legs, she smirked, counting backwards in her head from 5 to 1.

Five...

Four...

Three...

Two...

One...

“Kagome!!!!” Right on time.

“Hello Jakotsu.”

“C’mon, you have to change!”

Kagome cocked a brow.

“Change? What’s wrong with what I’m wearing now?”

Jakotsu scoffed. “Honey, have you looked in a mirror lately?”

Kagome pouted.

That was so unfair.

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Arrivi ng at Jakotsu’s apartment complex Kagome smiled awkwardly at the ‘clerk’ Hojo who was a little---disturbing to say the least. He was a sweet guy, if you subtract the somewhat scary ability he had to be there whenever she turned around. At least while she was in Jak’s building. Stepping into Jakotsu’s private elevator, he offered voice identification and password. Reaching the penthouse both Jakotsu and Kagome emerged, Jakotsu sweeping towards his bedroom while Kagome threw herself onto the plush leather couch, giving a muffled greeting towards the two guards stationed near the elevator, as well as Jakotsu’s butler, George. Cliché, sure, did they care? Nope.

‘Tsk’ing to himself Jakotsu picked Kagome’s smaller body up in his own, ignoring how well she molded against him and dropped her onto his bed as he started the shower.

“Get in, Kag-chan!”

“No...” She mumbled into his pillows.

“Get in or I’ll make you.” Jakotsu threatened with a wicked gleam in his eye, telling her that he was serious; meaning he would strip her and toss her in if he had to. Mumbling to herself about psychotic best friends with no patience she walked to his bathroom wanting nothing more then to take a little cat nap. Fifteen minutes later Kagome was out of the shower, dried and dressed in the outfit Jakotsu provided her with. Her long hair was being combed out by Jakotsu. Kagome almost purred with the feeling. It felt soo good.

He loved her hair, bluish-black silk, and her eyes, a stunning cross between royal blue and sapphire, especially when they were fogged over with pleasure, they got tinged with gray, like a morning dew. She was a very affectionate person, contrary to what people thought. She enjoyed, cuddling, hugging, even something so mediocre as brushing one’s hair (him brushing hers or her brushing his.) It wasn’t necessarily sexual, it was a comfort thing, something she inadvertently picked up from him. Efficiently, with ease and practice Jakotsu secured her long, luxurious locks in a simple french braid, bringing attention to her pretty, delicate features.

Kagome grinned at him in the mirror before turning around and hugging him, startling the poor male. He dropped the hairspray and brush he’d been holding before encircling her tiny waist with his arms, not quite sure what was going on. Blinking owlishly he glanced down at the young woman hugging him tightly.

“You’re always there for me Jak, I’m forever grateful for that, for you.”

Kagome could see the question in his eyes. Poor Jakotsu had no clue what was going on so he nodded his head awkwardly. Kagome chuckled, shaking her head before skipping towards the kitchen, she was thirsty. Pulling a bottle of coke out she took a sip of the soda, noting the flare of alcohol. Jakotsu sauntered into the kitchen and took the bottle from her hands, taking a swig of the dark liquid before she could warn him.

Hacking up the liquid in surprise he gasped out.

“What the hell was that?

“If I’d have to take a guess, coke and rum, heavy on the rum.”

Grabbing what she thought was a bottled water (glass) she handed it to him. Jakotsu could not hold his liquor. If she’d have to guess it was either Bankotsu or Renkotsu who stocked that stuff in his refrigerator. To put it bluntly even the slightest bit of liquor made him tipsy. Taking a huge gulp of the ‘water’ his eyes watered and his face turned red. Kagome panicked.

“What? What’s wrong?”

“S-Sake.” Her eyes widened before she snatched the bottle back and handed him the proper bottle. Biting her lip she looked worriedly at her friend. Poor, Jakotsu. Hopefully he’d be okay.

“I’m so sorry, Jak.” Kagome whispered, her skin a pasty white.

“I’m---all right...” He said stroking her head, as she nuzzled her face into his dress shirt. Kagome sagged against him in relief before taking a sip of the sake.

“Shinkame? From Saitama Prefecture?”

“How’d you know.”

“Dry, tart, very solid. Can’t forget this sake.” Kagome paused, “It’s good.”

Jakotsu grinned wryly.

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“ You’re late!” Jakotsu was quickly ushered into the dressing area as they pulled up to the set. It was going to be a pool shoot. Daylight would stay for about an hour or so, hopefully, and then they’d have to turn on the highlights. Normally they would start a shoot at about two or three o’clock in the afternoon, unfortunately the photographer they’d wanted, who specialized with water, and pool side shots canceled on short notice, so they had to find a replacement.

After parking the car, she followed Jakotsu at a more sedate pace. Well considering he was being dragged off, she could’ve been skipping and that would’ve been considered ‘sedate’...Flashing her Sakura Enterprises Identification Tag to the security guard she smiled politely at the familiar face, Manten was his name. Younger brother to Hiten Matsuro, another supermodel.

As she stepped into the designated dressing area she shook her head.

Some things never change.

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A/n: You like? No? The next chapter should be out...in a little while, a week or so, sooner, depending on how active my muse is.