InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Mother For Hire ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: MonkandMiko 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.10.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 333 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.10.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 333 | Status: Completed
Title: Mother for Hire
Author: Little Sheriff
Disclaimer: I own many random anime associated things, unfortunately, the rights to Inuyasha
isn't one of them.
Rating: T (For some cussing and possibly limey scenes… it is Miroku here people)
Summary: Wanted: A kind woman to comfort and extremely handsome man in his dying days.
Needed: Someone to date our really pretty friend who's just a bit man shy. Put newspaper ads, a
single Kagome, a single Miroku, and Kagome's plotting friends, and what do you get… mayhem
of course.
Challenge: Mother for Hire – Miroku only has a year left to live. A year left to either find a cure
or someone to carry on his nearly diminished bloodline. It's amazing what you can find in
personal ads these days...
Authors Notes: Ok, so sorry for not updating for a while. I totally lost interest. But then, when I
managed to find my story again, I saw MonkandMiko's little AN at the bottom, about being
happy that someone had chosen one of her favorite challenges, and I couldn't just not write it
anymore. Besides, I have to help PerkyPuppy realize that Kag/Mir fics are good too, especially
since I am a hugs Sess/Kag fan. So, here I go again, to try and continue the story. Reviews are
very much appreciated, since they motivate me. Without motivation, I'm pretty lazy. Just ask my
beta, or read my other story, You Belong To Me. My first chapter was barely reviewed, and it
was over a year before I got around to writing again. Anyways, if you have any questions or
personal comments, or whatever, you can e-mail me Little_Sheriff (a) lycos .com ,no spaces
obviously, or find my FFN account, Little Sheriff. Thanks. Again, sorry for the long wait time.
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Mother for Hire
Chapter 2
"Ok, so how do we do this?" Yuka asked, as they looked at the newspaper clipping.
"What, have you never responded to a personal ad?" Eri quipped.
'"Ummm, no. Can't say I've ever needed to. You?"
"Only once my dear. Only once."
"That bad?" Yuka asked sympathetically.
"... I take the fifth." Eri replied, evading answering the question. Lets just say the "hot 17 year
old" was some creepy 50 year old man who kept trying to buy her ice cream. She had no clue
why. But just because her date turned out to be a complete and total disaster, didn't mean that
Kagome's would. "That's not the point though. Just e-mail the guy with a picture of Kagome,
explaining the situation"
"I don't have any pictures of her on my computer. Do you?"
"Oh, let me do it." Eri snapped, pushing her friend away from the computer, and taking over. She
let out a huge sigh as she did so. Good help was so hard to find.
Dear Mr. Hot-and-Dying
Ok, so here's the deal. Our friend Kagome, had a bad relationship in the past, not gonna
elaborate on it, but we want to find her a good guy. She's really beautiful, and you'll find a
picture of her enclosed. Call (931) 737-5887 so we can arrange a date between you two if
interested.
Eri sighed as she searched her myspace page for a picture of Kagome, seeing as she had put
pictures of all her friends on her picture section. She found a great on where she had managed to
convince Kagome that she needed to dress up, and she looked great.
"Wow, I never realized that Kags had such big boobs." Yuka said in an off-handed manner. Eri
smiled and preened a little.
"Push-up bra."
"Wow, how'd you get her in that?" Yuka asked, impressed.
"I have my ways." Eri replied as she sent the e-mail.
"So, ummm, how are we gonna get Kags to go along with this?"
"…Shit."
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-
"No, no, no… eww, is that even female?" Miroku muttered as he went through some of the
replies to his personal ad. He heaved a great sigh, "How desperate must I be? Seriously, the
personal ads? What was I thinking?" He visibly paled as he opened an e-mail titled "I know just
how to make you feel better" containing a picture of a nearly naked lady. Normally, that would
have been fine with Miroku, but this lady happened to be around 60 and overweight. "How
about, Hell no." he muttered again as he trashed the e-mail. "Thank God, last one." he said as he
opened the last e-mail. He has created this e-mail account for this sole purpose, that way he
wouldn't have creepy people bugging him on his regular e-mail account.
"Hot-and-Dying? Oh come-on, they couldn't have come up with something better than that?"
Miroku mumbled as he scanned the e-mail, not really retaining any of the info in it, and opened
the attached picture. He whistled in approval. "Hello! And we have a winner!" he chirped
happily to himself, then realized something.
"Since when do I talk to myself?"
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-
-
"What the hell do you want?" Eri grumbled into her cell phone. Having worked the graveyard
shift at the convenience store, she hadn't gotten home until way late. And now, to be awoken at
the ungodly hour of… 9 in the morning! Everyone knew better than to call her at this time! "It
better be good or your head will roll."
"Good morning to you too." said an unfamiliar, overly cheerful male voice. Eri perked up as she
realized it was a guy. "My name is Miroku, and I'm calling in regards to the personal in the
newspaper."
"I didn't place an ad in the newspaper." Eri replied, surprised and confused. Being intelligent,
nice, and coherent this early were not to be expected of her.
"No, you didn't. I did." the voice, now known as Miroku, told her.
"Well then, why the hell are you calling me?" she growled into the phone.
"You responded to my ad on behalf of your friend… Kagome, I believe her name is." Miroku
replied, overly patient, and still in a cheerful voice.
"Oh, right, Hot-and-Dying. Yeah, I remember you. Mkay, so you're interested?" Eri said as she
tried her best to gather her wits about her. Didn't work very well, but she was a little bit more
coherent now.
"Oh yes, most definitely interested." Miroku practically purred into the phone.
"'Kay, so you want to meet her then?"
"That would be the general idea, yes."
"Stop being a smart ass. Ok, go to "The Lion's Den" on Friday at 7 o'clock. Do you know where
that is?" Eri grumbled into the phone, still not particularly awake.
"Yes, I know where it is. 7 o'clock?" Miroku replied.
"Yeah, can I reach you at this number?"
"Yes, it's my cell phone."
"Great, buh-bye now." Eri muttered before abruptly hanging up. She sent a quick text message to
Yuka explaining the situation and telling to call her at a later, more decent hour so they could set
things up.
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"Yo Miroku!" rang an abrasive voice through out the house. Miroku sighed in annoyance at his
friend before hastily shoving what he was reading away, so his friend couldn't see it.
"Yes Inuyasha?" Miroku said calmly as his friend came barreling into his room.
"Where the hell have you been? I've been calling you all day!" Inuyasha barked. Miroku just
ignored the angry tone in his friends voice as he grabbed his cell phone from where he had left it
on his computer desk. Getting angry back at Inuyasha would do no good, it would only cause a
fight that could be avoided if he ignored him. He flipped open his phone and saw that there were
5 missed calls, all from his wonderful, of so caring friend.
"Well?" Inuyasha demanded.
"You sound like an angry wife," Miroku grumbled, but quickly hurried to answer his friend when
he saw Inuyasha was about to hit him, "I forgot my phone here when I had to go out this
morning."
"Well, I have some news." Inuyasha announced.
"What?"
"I got us tickets to a baseball game! Right above the dugout man!" Inuyasha exclaimed.
"Really? That's awesome!" Miroku replied, genuinely happy, "When?"
"Friday."
"…Shit."
"What?"
"I kinda… already have plans Friday." Miroku mumbled. He hadn't wanted to tell his friend
about the date… he could just see his reaction.
"What plans? I mean, come on, right above the dugout." Inuyasha asked.
Miroku heaved a great sigh and told his friend, "I have a date Friday." They both stared at each
other as they waited for Inuyasha's reaction. But no fear, he knew just what to say.
"Who the hell is stupid enough to go out with you?"
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-
-
"Kagome, I've reached a decision." Eri announced as the four girls sat around a table, eating
lunch at WacDonald's.
"Oh? And what would this decision be?" Kagome asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You've been cooped up in that house to long, and don't go out often enough. We're going out
for a night on the town Friday, and you're coming."
"No." Kagome answered without looking at her friend.
"Yes, and this is not an option. I will drag you out of your house kicking and screaming. You
need to get out more." Eri replied.
"What do you call what I'm doing right now?"
"Look Kagome," Yuka broke in before a fight could start between the two girls, "We all want
you to come with us, you never come. It's like you're only our friend during the day, and not
once it hits night." she said, sounding hurt at the end to play on Kagome's compassionate side. It
worked.
‘Hook.'
"You know that's not true." Kagome replied gently, feeling bad that her friends really were
feeling like that. She didn't mean to alienate her friends.
"That's what it feels like." Yuka said softly, looking down at the table.
‘Line.'
"It means that much to y'all that I come?" Kagome asked, looking at her friends. All the girls
nodded, even Ayumi.
‘And sinker.'
"Ok, if it means that much to y'all. So, what are we doing?"
"Well, I'll go to your house early Friday and pick out an outfit for you to wear… and you'd
better wear it. Then we'll go eat at Lion's Den, Ayumi will pick you up. Get there around... Lets
say 7:30ish. Then after dinner, we'll hit a club. Sound good?" Eri explained, and Kagome simply
nodded. "Good, then I'll see you in two days."
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A/N: Woot! I finished! So, any opinions are appreciated, as well as flames if you dislike it. My
editor is currently doing band camp, and exhausted, so I'm not passing it through her, she
deserves a break. I might try and pass it by her later. Oh, and as for the first part w/ replying to
the personal ad… anyone who thinks girls don't notice one another's boobs, and talk about them,
is wrong. We do it, we compare them, and we know in our heads who is bigger, and who is
smaller, and when it's all female, we'll talk about boobs. So I don't want any reviews saying girls
don't do that.
Author: Little Sheriff
Disclaimer: I own many random anime associated things, unfortunately, the rights to Inuyasha
isn't one of them.
Rating: T (For some cussing and possibly limey scenes… it is Miroku here people)
Summary: Wanted: A kind woman to comfort and extremely handsome man in his dying days.
Needed: Someone to date our really pretty friend who's just a bit man shy. Put newspaper ads, a
single Kagome, a single Miroku, and Kagome's plotting friends, and what do you get… mayhem
of course.
Challenge: Mother for Hire – Miroku only has a year left to live. A year left to either find a cure
or someone to carry on his nearly diminished bloodline. It's amazing what you can find in
personal ads these days...
Authors Notes: Ok, so sorry for not updating for a while. I totally lost interest. But then, when I
managed to find my story again, I saw MonkandMiko's little AN at the bottom, about being
happy that someone had chosen one of her favorite challenges, and I couldn't just not write it
anymore. Besides, I have to help PerkyPuppy realize that Kag/Mir fics are good too, especially
since I am a hugs Sess/Kag fan. So, here I go again, to try and continue the story. Reviews are
very much appreciated, since they motivate me. Without motivation, I'm pretty lazy. Just ask my
beta, or read my other story, You Belong To Me. My first chapter was barely reviewed, and it
was over a year before I got around to writing again. Anyways, if you have any questions or
personal comments, or whatever, you can e-mail me Little_Sheriff (a) lycos .com ,no spaces
obviously, or find my FFN account, Little Sheriff. Thanks. Again, sorry for the long wait time.
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Mother for Hire
Chapter 2
"Ok, so how do we do this?" Yuka asked, as they looked at the newspaper clipping.
"What, have you never responded to a personal ad?" Eri quipped.
'"Ummm, no. Can't say I've ever needed to. You?"
"Only once my dear. Only once."
"That bad?" Yuka asked sympathetically.
"... I take the fifth." Eri replied, evading answering the question. Lets just say the "hot 17 year
old" was some creepy 50 year old man who kept trying to buy her ice cream. She had no clue
why. But just because her date turned out to be a complete and total disaster, didn't mean that
Kagome's would. "That's not the point though. Just e-mail the guy with a picture of Kagome,
explaining the situation"
"I don't have any pictures of her on my computer. Do you?"
"Oh, let me do it." Eri snapped, pushing her friend away from the computer, and taking over. She
let out a huge sigh as she did so. Good help was so hard to find.
Dear Mr. Hot-and-Dying
Ok, so here's the deal. Our friend Kagome, had a bad relationship in the past, not gonna
elaborate on it, but we want to find her a good guy. She's really beautiful, and you'll find a
picture of her enclosed. Call (931) 737-5887 so we can arrange a date between you two if
interested.
Eri sighed as she searched her myspace page for a picture of Kagome, seeing as she had put
pictures of all her friends on her picture section. She found a great on where she had managed to
convince Kagome that she needed to dress up, and she looked great.
"Wow, I never realized that Kags had such big boobs." Yuka said in an off-handed manner. Eri
smiled and preened a little.
"Push-up bra."
"Wow, how'd you get her in that?" Yuka asked, impressed.
"I have my ways." Eri replied as she sent the e-mail.
"So, ummm, how are we gonna get Kags to go along with this?"
"…Shit."
-
-
-
"No, no, no… eww, is that even female?" Miroku muttered as he went through some of the
replies to his personal ad. He heaved a great sigh, "How desperate must I be? Seriously, the
personal ads? What was I thinking?" He visibly paled as he opened an e-mail titled "I know just
how to make you feel better" containing a picture of a nearly naked lady. Normally, that would
have been fine with Miroku, but this lady happened to be around 60 and overweight. "How
about, Hell no." he muttered again as he trashed the e-mail. "Thank God, last one." he said as he
opened the last e-mail. He has created this e-mail account for this sole purpose, that way he
wouldn't have creepy people bugging him on his regular e-mail account.
"Hot-and-Dying? Oh come-on, they couldn't have come up with something better than that?"
Miroku mumbled as he scanned the e-mail, not really retaining any of the info in it, and opened
the attached picture. He whistled in approval. "Hello! And we have a winner!" he chirped
happily to himself, then realized something.
"Since when do I talk to myself?"
-
-
-
"What the hell do you want?" Eri grumbled into her cell phone. Having worked the graveyard
shift at the convenience store, she hadn't gotten home until way late. And now, to be awoken at
the ungodly hour of… 9 in the morning! Everyone knew better than to call her at this time! "It
better be good or your head will roll."
"Good morning to you too." said an unfamiliar, overly cheerful male voice. Eri perked up as she
realized it was a guy. "My name is Miroku, and I'm calling in regards to the personal in the
newspaper."
"I didn't place an ad in the newspaper." Eri replied, surprised and confused. Being intelligent,
nice, and coherent this early were not to be expected of her.
"No, you didn't. I did." the voice, now known as Miroku, told her.
"Well then, why the hell are you calling me?" she growled into the phone.
"You responded to my ad on behalf of your friend… Kagome, I believe her name is." Miroku
replied, overly patient, and still in a cheerful voice.
"Oh, right, Hot-and-Dying. Yeah, I remember you. Mkay, so you're interested?" Eri said as she
tried her best to gather her wits about her. Didn't work very well, but she was a little bit more
coherent now.
"Oh yes, most definitely interested." Miroku practically purred into the phone.
"'Kay, so you want to meet her then?"
"That would be the general idea, yes."
"Stop being a smart ass. Ok, go to "The Lion's Den" on Friday at 7 o'clock. Do you know where
that is?" Eri grumbled into the phone, still not particularly awake.
"Yes, I know where it is. 7 o'clock?" Miroku replied.
"Yeah, can I reach you at this number?"
"Yes, it's my cell phone."
"Great, buh-bye now." Eri muttered before abruptly hanging up. She sent a quick text message to
Yuka explaining the situation and telling to call her at a later, more decent hour so they could set
things up.
-
-
-
"Yo Miroku!" rang an abrasive voice through out the house. Miroku sighed in annoyance at his
friend before hastily shoving what he was reading away, so his friend couldn't see it.
"Yes Inuyasha?" Miroku said calmly as his friend came barreling into his room.
"Where the hell have you been? I've been calling you all day!" Inuyasha barked. Miroku just
ignored the angry tone in his friends voice as he grabbed his cell phone from where he had left it
on his computer desk. Getting angry back at Inuyasha would do no good, it would only cause a
fight that could be avoided if he ignored him. He flipped open his phone and saw that there were
5 missed calls, all from his wonderful, of so caring friend.
"Well?" Inuyasha demanded.
"You sound like an angry wife," Miroku grumbled, but quickly hurried to answer his friend when
he saw Inuyasha was about to hit him, "I forgot my phone here when I had to go out this
morning."
"Well, I have some news." Inuyasha announced.
"What?"
"I got us tickets to a baseball game! Right above the dugout man!" Inuyasha exclaimed.
"Really? That's awesome!" Miroku replied, genuinely happy, "When?"
"Friday."
"…Shit."
"What?"
"I kinda… already have plans Friday." Miroku mumbled. He hadn't wanted to tell his friend
about the date… he could just see his reaction.
"What plans? I mean, come on, right above the dugout." Inuyasha asked.
Miroku heaved a great sigh and told his friend, "I have a date Friday." They both stared at each
other as they waited for Inuyasha's reaction. But no fear, he knew just what to say.
"Who the hell is stupid enough to go out with you?"
-
-
-
"Kagome, I've reached a decision." Eri announced as the four girls sat around a table, eating
lunch at WacDonald's.
"Oh? And what would this decision be?" Kagome asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You've been cooped up in that house to long, and don't go out often enough. We're going out
for a night on the town Friday, and you're coming."
"No." Kagome answered without looking at her friend.
"Yes, and this is not an option. I will drag you out of your house kicking and screaming. You
need to get out more." Eri replied.
"What do you call what I'm doing right now?"
"Look Kagome," Yuka broke in before a fight could start between the two girls, "We all want
you to come with us, you never come. It's like you're only our friend during the day, and not
once it hits night." she said, sounding hurt at the end to play on Kagome's compassionate side. It
worked.
‘Hook.'
"You know that's not true." Kagome replied gently, feeling bad that her friends really were
feeling like that. She didn't mean to alienate her friends.
"That's what it feels like." Yuka said softly, looking down at the table.
‘Line.'
"It means that much to y'all that I come?" Kagome asked, looking at her friends. All the girls
nodded, even Ayumi.
‘And sinker.'
"Ok, if it means that much to y'all. So, what are we doing?"
"Well, I'll go to your house early Friday and pick out an outfit for you to wear… and you'd
better wear it. Then we'll go eat at Lion's Den, Ayumi will pick you up. Get there around... Lets
say 7:30ish. Then after dinner, we'll hit a club. Sound good?" Eri explained, and Kagome simply
nodded. "Good, then I'll see you in two days."
-
-
-
A/N: Woot! I finished! So, any opinions are appreciated, as well as flames if you dislike it. My
editor is currently doing band camp, and exhausted, so I'm not passing it through her, she
deserves a break. I might try and pass it by her later. Oh, and as for the first part w/ replying to
the personal ad… anyone who thinks girls don't notice one another's boobs, and talk about them,
is wrong. We do it, we compare them, and we know in our heads who is bigger, and who is
smaller, and when it's all female, we'll talk about boobs. So I don't want any reviews saying girls
don't do that.