InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Romance Novel ❯ Bad Beginnings ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 1: Bad Beginnings

 

Inuyasha sighed as he ran a hand through his long silver hair. Silver hair had always been a trait in the men of his family though he had no idea why. It was one of his unusual traits just like his gold colored eyes. He didn't really care about standing out, he kind of liked it, but every time he went out some crazy reader of his recognized him.

 

He watched his friend Miroku reading the pages of his new book. It was the chapter with the sexy love scene in it. Miroku seemed to be really into it. Miroku finally finished and looked up at Inuyasha. Miroku was Inuyasha's editor and knew how to tell Inuyasha if he liked it or not.

 

“That was erotic! Practically pornographic! What's the matter? Not getting any, my friend?” Miroku smirked.

 

“Fuck off Miroku! I have to make this one good because of the new owner of the publisher. What if he's a hardass or something?” Inuyasha growled.

 

“She. The new owner is a she and her name is Kagome Higurashi. She probably won't care what you write since she was forced into this business,” Miroku stated.

 

“How do you always know so much about everything?” Inuyasha asked.

 

“My beloved Sango to me of course! All it took was my charming words and I got it out of her,” Miroku explained.

 

“Charming words my ass! I'm a fucking writer dumbass! No one knows better than me what charming is and you are the opposite,” Inuyasha said grabbing his story back and standing.

 

“Where are you going?” Miroku asked.

 

“Away from you, pervert!” Inuyasha snapped.

 

“Well then I guess I'll have to tell Kagome that you decided to blow of the meeting today,” Miroku sighed, playing with Inuyasha.

 

“Meeting? What meeting?” Inuyasha asked turning to face Miroku.

 

“Oh I didn't tell you? How careless of me!” Miroku laughed standing.

 

“Screw the fucking meeting and Kagome. I don't have time for you,” Inuyasha growled and turned to the door. There in the doorway was a young woman staring at him with an angry expression.

 

“I take it you're Inuyasha?” the woman asked.

 

“What of it woman?” Inuyasha asked.

 

“I'm Kagome your new publisher,” the woman smirked.

 

“Fuck…” Inuyasha groaned and sat down at the table again, along with Miroku.

 

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One week earlier Kagome sat in her apartment drawing a person. It was a detailed man smiling at her. She began to draw the eyes, but it didn't feel right so she erased it. No matter how many times she drew a man, she could never get the face right.

 

She jumped when her cell phone rang. She looked at it and answered it. “Hello?”

 

“Hey Kags! It's Kikyo! Where are you?” a woman's voice rang out from the small phone.

 

“I'm at home. Where should I be?” Kagome asked.

 

“With me getting Inuyasha Takahashi's new book! It just released today and there is a line at every book store for it,” Kikyo squealed.

 

“I'm in to the romance thing, you know that,” Kagome sighed.

 

“I don't care! Just come keep me company!” Kikyo said.

 

“Fine, which book store are you at?” Kagome asked.

 

“The Book Place. It's a nice day to walk,” Kikyo said.

 

“It's 40 degrees outside Kikyo,” Kagome stated.

 

“It's only a couple blocks! Besides, I think Inuyasha is with your dad's publishing business,” Kikyo said.

 

“Really? You think so? Okay, I'll be right there,” Kagome said hanging up. She grabbed her jacket and scarf and made sure she was warm before leaving her apartment.

 

Her father had just passed away around two months ago and after getting everything straightened out, she had gotten her dad's business. Her dad owned Shikon Publishers, a multi-million dollar company that she knew nothing about. She was still going to college, trying to get her art degree when the company fell on to her shoulders.

 

She didn't even know her father that well. Her parents divorced when she was five and she hadn't seen her father until she was sixteen. He suddenly wanted a relationship with her and she had no intention of getting to know the man that abandoned her. Then when she was 21 he died and she got his company, knowing absolutely nothing about business. She was planning on closing it down, but there were thousands of people who would lose their jobs and she couldn't live with that.

 

Kagome walked down the sidewalk to the bookstore where her friend was waiting in line. “Hey Kikyo. Is this book really that important?” Kagome asked.

 

“Of course it is! Do you know how rare it is to find a young man who understands romance the way women want it? He is the greatest author in this whole country. Just look at this picture!” Kikyo said holding up the book.

 

It had the picture of the author on the back. “Inuyasha Takahashi, huh?” Kagome mumbled and studied the picture. The man had long silver hair and beautiful gold eyes. This was him! The man she was trying to draw all this time. Inspiration ran through her veins at that moment. She had to get him to model for her.

 

“He is so sexy!” Kikyo squealed taking the book back. That's when Kagome saw it. On the front was Shikon Publishers and the logo.

 

“He's one of my author's! I can't believe this! I have to go Kikyo! Sorry!” Kagome said running out of the store.

 

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“That was quite the first impression you made, Inuyasha,” Kagome smiled sitting at the end of the table, pulling out her sketchbook.

 

“Well, aren't you brilliant. What is this meeting for anyway?” Inuyasha asked.

 

Kagome began to draw him, ignoring his question. She just wanted to get this picture over with so she could stop thinking about him. Ever since she saw his picture he was stuck in her head.

 

“Aren't you gonna answer wench?” Inuyasha asked.

 

“Shut up and sit still,” Kagome ordered.

 

“Like hell I will bitch! What are you doing over there?!” Inuyasha growled. Kagome's head snapped up at him at the word bitch.

 

“Who do you think you are calling me a bitch?!” Kagome yelled. Miroku sat in the middle grinning from ear-to-ear. This was fun to watch.

 

“I'm the one who brings in all of your money, bitch,” Inuyasha smirked.

 

“Stop calling me a bitch, asshole! Don't be so cocky, one wrong move and you can be out of here in a minute,” Kagome said standing.

 

“Go ahead, there are plenty of publishers out there that would love to have me,” he said.

 

“I hate to tell you this, but once you leave this publisher no one will have you,” she smiled.

 

Inuyasha looked at Miroku expecting an answer and all he got was a nod. Inuyasha looked back at Kagome and sighed. She was right even though he wouldn't admit it.

 

“What is this meeting about?” Inuyasha asked.

 

“I want to draw you,” Kagome stated.

 

“Draw me?” Inuyasha asked confused.

 

“Yes. I am an art major and I want to draw you,” she said.

 

“I'm not a model, I'm a writer,” he huffed.

 

“I know that! You don't even to pose or anything, just sit still. See here's a sketch,” she said holding up her sketchbook.

 

“Wow, that's really good,” Miroku smiled.

 

“It's not that good. A five year old could do better,” Inuyasha spat out.

 

Kagome put her book down and looked at it. She didn't know why his comment hurt so much. She tore it out and crumpled it up. She stood up and gathered all of her stuff. She threw the sketch at his face and stomped out of the room.

 

“What does he know about art? He probably can't even draw a line!” she murmured to herself as she walked out of the building.

 

Miroku looked over at Inuyasha and then hit him in the back of the head. “What's wrong with you?! You don't treat a woman like that!”

 

“Fuck you! I'll act anyway I want to!” Inuyasha shouted. Miroku just shook his head and left the room.

 

Inuyasha looked around and then picked up the crumpled drawing. He straightened it out and stared at him drawn face. Kagome wasn't bad, she was actually really good. In the drawing Inuyasha was sitting at the table resting his left cheek on his left hand, just as he had been at the beginning of the meeting.

 

He folded the paper and put it in his back pocket. He would throw it away later. Yeah, much later…

 

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A/N: Hey guys! I'm back! Sorry for the long wait on the story, but I put it up now! I hope ya'll like it! Tell me what you think.