InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Leave it in the past ❯ Work. ( Chapter 11 )

Kagome transferred to a different school, getting her degree and passing the bar exam early because she'd been in advanced classes before she'd transferred and this school wasn't as far as the other had been. She excelled quickly. After college, she was hired into the form she'd been waiting all her teenage life to be accepted into. It was one of the biggest firms in southern Tokyo.

 

Inuyasha had helped through this whole catastrophe and, when it was done, she was completely ready to tell him how she felt. But during this whole endeavor, he'd been busy on his phone. There'd been woman, much prettier than her, swarming around him, vying for his attention. He didn't seem to have time for her. She knew that he tried, but it seemed like too much work for him to try to work her into his schedule. And his reputation with woman weren't so good, either. She didn't want that. She wanted someone who could fully commit.

 

Two weeks after her transfer

 

“Inuyasha?” Kagome asked, looking up at him with troubled eyes.

 

“Yeah?” he asked, looking up from his cell phone.

 

“I… I wanted to know where you think you and I will go after this,” Kagome said hesitantly.

 

“That all depends on you,” Inuyasha said with a smile.

 

“That's the thing. I don't think this should go anywhere,” she said, looking down, dreading that she had to do this.

 

“huh?” he asked.

 

“I have my reasons. I assure it's not you. But my life has been hard so far and I don't, you know, think that I can handle another man in my life right now,” Kagome said. Half of this whole thing was a lie. She just didn't…she didn't know. She knew that she could handle a man in her life, at least one man in particular, and she yearned for Inuyasha. But she'd been watching over the years, seeing the tabloid headlines as Inuyasha confessed his love for one girl only to find one that was better. She didn't want to be cast away like an old rag.

 

“But Kagome…” He started to say.

 

“Inuyasha, I appreciate the things you've done for me and I will pay them back any way that I can, but this is as far as I can let you go. I'm sorry,” Kagome said, turning away from him.

 

He just watched her as she slowly walked away from him.

 

Back to the present

 

Kagome walked into her office on her first day of work. The building had made her jaw drop and her legs stop moving. It was a large skyscraper, about forty stories, reaching up to the sky with glass arms with metal veins.

 

There was already a large bundle of paperwork on her desk, her client list, and other things she would need. She began with her work, figuring out the computer system she was to use, calling her clients and setting appointments, then entering them into the computer. The program she was using automatically brought up the next available time, had her enter how long the meeting would be, and so on.

 

Client list

Sato, Akira

Fujimoto, Jiro

Carmicheal, Alexander

Iida, Eri

Taisho Industries

 

She called every one of her clients, looking over their cases. One in particular was very strange in deed. She would be a full time lawyer for Taisho Industries. She didn't know if she could be able to work with everyone of these clients, debating on whether to go to Alistair, her boss, and see if she could maybe eliminate that particular one from the client list, but decided against it. She didn't want it to seem like she couldn't handle her job. Other lawyers in the firm probably did twice this work with ease.

 

As she was going over her files, she heard a knock at the door.

 

“Come on in, Alistair,” she said, welcoming her boss.

 

Her blood froze when she realized that the man standing at the door was not her boss, but her ex-boyfriend.

 

“Kevin,” she said dazedly.

 

“Hey Kags,” he said, waltzing right into her office, placing something on the side of her desk and bending to kiss her cheek.

 

Before he could do such a disgusting thing, she flinched away from him. “Get out of my office, Kevin,” Kagome said, the shock wearing off. He acted as though what had happened almost two years ago hadn't happened. It angered her to no end.

 

“What's with all this hostility?” he asked, as though this was all coming out of left field.

 

“You may not remember, but I do. Now, I said get out,” Kagome said, pointing at the door, all the while cursing the gods that this man had to be accepted into this firm and knowing that she couldn't pass up this job no matter what.

 

He raised his hands in a defensive motion. “Jesus. I just wanted to welcome you.”

 

“I feel welcome, now get out,” Kagome said, returning to her work.

 

Arms were wrapped around her waist and a cheek pressed against hers. “Remember when I use to hold you like this?” Kevin asked.

 

Kagome was frozen with fear as Kevin brushed some hair out of her face, turning her toward him and starting to kiss her. She gasped as the realization hit her, but it was too late. The kisses that use to be so sweet and tender to her were now vile and repugnant, making her want to throw up.

 

She pushed violently against him. “Leave me alone,” Kagome said, “I will only tell you once more to get out before I call Alistair.”

 

“Alright,” Kevin said humorously, walking toward the door, stopping to say, “I'm glad we'll be working together.”

 

Kagome almost collapsed, sitting down heavily in her chair. What the fuck was she suppose to do?

 

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Kagome opened her door to welcome in her first client. Alexander Carmicheal looked back at her with electric green eyes, a charming smile and said with a Texas drawl, “Well hello, little lady. You much be Ms. Higurashi.” She looked into his well chiseled American face and smiled warmly. Even though this man was well into his Fourties, he still looked like he was in his late twenties or early thirties. After regaining her composure, she greeted him and welcomed him into her office.

 

Alexander was one of the leading American business man in Japan, starting as a transfer from America, just as Kevin had. He'd worked his way up through the Japanese stock market and starting at the bottom in one of the most prestigious oil companies in the country. He quickly worked his way up, buying the company. He now ran it expertly.

 

In fact, he was in her for a lawsuit against a former colleague for violating a binding and air tight contract that she could find no way for the other man to get out of, making Kagome's confidence shoot through the roof.

 

“Have a seat if you will,” Kagome said sweetly. He did and Kagome took a seat in front of him.

 

“I thoroughly looked over your case and would like to know what plan of action you would like to take,” Kagome said in a business-like manner.

 

The man looked stunned that she'd said that. “Beg yur pardon?” he asked in his thick accent.

 

“What action would you like to take against this man? Where is it that you would like for me to start?” she asked.

 

“I'm sorry. I've never had a lawyer ask my opinion before,” he said, looking slightly blown away.

 

“Well… I'd like to know. I will tell you my legal opinion if what you would like would not be beneficial to your case, but it would only be suggestions. I will do whatever you feel is necessary, regardless of what my opinion is, if you see fit to ignore it,” she said, not knowing why she felt she had to explain her tactics to him, but feeling it was necessary nonetheless.

 

He thought her explanation through before saying with a wide, lopsided, American grin, “I think we're gunna get along just fine, Ms. Higurashi.” She grinned at him before motioning for him to continue.

 

<<<<<

 

After Mr. Carmicheal had gone and they'd worked the ground work out for his case, Kagome simply filed her papers, scheduled his next appointment, and sat to wait for the representative of Taisho Industries, when, finally, there was a knock at the door and a dark haired, pinch-faced man walked in and bowed respectfully to her.

 

“May ask your name sir?” Kagome asked.

 

“Abe, Hitoshi, Higurashi-sama,” Hitoshi said formally.

 

“Abe-senpai please take a seat,” Kagome asked.

 

He did so.

 

“As Representative, I would like to be informed of all the things my job entails so that I may be prepared and well informed,” Kagome said.

 

“Gomennasai, Higurashi-san, but I am not the company Representative. Taisho-senapai had an urgent duty to look into and the young Taisho-sama wasn't available at this time to come and meet with you. I was sent in their place,” Hitoshi said, bowing his head.

 

“I under stand, Abe-san. I would still like to be informed. If you cannot do that then I will reschedule this meeting to another time so that I may speak to the president and Vice president personally. In the mean time I would like for you to take many notes during our meeting so that you may report back to them,” Kagome said, “Do you have utensils for such a request?”

 

“Hai, Higurashi-sama,” Hitoshi said, pulling out a legal pad and a pencil.

 

“Very well,” Kagome said, beginning to go over the files, posing important questions, pointing out some issues, and making requests.

 

When the designated time for the meeting was over, Kagome stood and bowed to the man.

 

“Goodbye, Abe-san. I did enjoy meeting you, in any case. Tell the Taishos that I have rescheduled their appointment and will be in contact with them shortly,” Kagome said, bowing again in respect.

 

“Hai, Higurashi-sama. It was a pleasure,” Abe-san said, taking his leave.

 

<<<<<

 

For the rest of Kagome's day, she went over cases, filed papers, etc. She contacted Mr. Carmicheal to inform him of his next appointment, likewise for Taisho Industries.

 

As she packing up for the day, taking some case files home that she hadn't got to or felt that she needed to go over again, her door was opened and a firm knock was sounded. The hulking form in her door way made her blood run cold. She ignored his presence and kept packing her feminine briefcase.

 

Kevin didn't take the hint that he was unwelcome. “I thought maybe we could go get a drink together,” he said.

 

“The only reason I will be drinking tonight is because of you, Kevin. And I would genuinely like to do that alone, so if you don't mind leaving me the hell alone…” Kagome started saying in an icy tone.

 

She was spun around quickly and forcefully, into strong, sickeningly powerful arms. She hadn't forgotten the harm they could inflict.

 

“You've had a hard second day and you're taking it out on me. I understand,” Kevin said, trying to sound soothing.

 

“Let me go. My day wasn't hard. Your presence just irritates and terrifies me. Now get out,” Kagome said. He didn't budge when she pushed at him. “Can't you take a mother fucking hint? I said get out!” she said, rage evident in her voice.

 

“You're going to have to get use to me if we're going to be working together on the Taisho case,” he said exasperatedly, cradling her closer.

 

She squirmed desperately out of his arms and looked at him furiously. “What?” she demanded.

 

“I asked Alistair if we could both be put on the same case, since this was a big one and I didn't think you could handle it on your own, seeing as this is your first day. He said he didn't think you'd have any trouble, since you finished college and the bar exam three years early. I told him that we'd dated and that you'd have no problem working with me,” Kevin said with a pleased smile on his face.

 

“First of all,” Kagome said, her voice choked with rage, “I don't need the help of a masochistic, abusive sonofabitch like you. Second of all, I can do all this myself. And third of all, you have no right to take my job into your own hands and decide for me. If I wanted a partner I would've picked my own. Anybody but you.”

 

“Well you're stuck with me,” he said darkly, his eyes flashing, taking an aggressive step towards her.

 

She knew how to deal with him now. She'd furthered her Martial arts skills ever since the incident with him and now had a black belt in three different forms of martial arts. She could take on an opponent with three times his skill and size and incapacitate him in seconds. He would be no problem.

 

“I wouldn't try it if I were you,” Kagome said, a deep sincerity in her tone.

 

“What're you going to do?” he asked. “When we were together, all you did was crumple into a ball on the floor.”

 

“I'm warning you,” she said, bracing herself.

 

“Ha,” he laughed outright, taking another step, and another.

 

She grabbed his arm and proceeded to try to flip him but he was faster. He wrenched her arm behind her back and held it there. He was stronger that she remembered. Much stronger.

 

“What was that you were say?” he asked gloatingly, his hips nestled in her buttocks making nausea well up in her throat at the feel of his ever hardening member. His hands roved her body, which was much leaner that it had been.

 

“You're much prettier than you use to be,” he said, “thinner, strong.”

 

As he distracted himself with fondling her, she expertly slipped down out of his grasp and behind him through his braced legs, dead legging him and sending him to his knees, aiming her hand, palm up, to his neck where a major pressure point lay.

 

“What was that?” she asked gloatingly.

 

He laughed. “Very good,” he said, “you've been busy.”

 

“Get out,” said soundly. She turned, grabbing her case before exiting the room quickly.