InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Secret Lovers ❯ Front Page News ( Chapter 20 )
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By: saphira404 
For an unknown reason my mac is messing up the formatting... So sorry! I will try to fix this in the near future :/
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.11.2013 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.3K | Visits: 288 | Status: Work In Progress
For an unknown reason my mac is messing up the formatting... So sorry! I will try to fix this in the near future :/
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.11.2013 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.3K | Visits: 288 | Status: Work In Progress
Part 20: Front Page News
A/N: Happy New Year! I hope 2013 is starting off right for you guys. I apologize first for the long wait, and second for the short chapter. It will however be pivotal in setting things in motion for the coming chapters and the end of the fic :)
Disclaimer: Sadly even though I love writing AU stories on my OTP, they don't belong to me. I tried to buy them, but all I could afford were plushies. Oh well better than nothing lol.
ÒTalkingÓ
'Thoughts'
ÒYou won’t have any excuses once we get back to my room later. If you thought the bed was something, wait until you see my bathtub.Ó
ÒI have no intention of resisting. I will be all yours.Ó The mischievous grin on her lips let him know that their steamy encounter that afternoon had just been an appetizer.
ÒNow what do we have here?Ó
Upon hearing the familiar voice, the two journalists were taken by surprise. They both whipped their heads to the side in tandem to look at the newcomer.
ÒNaraku? What in the hell are you doing here?Ó Kagura asked shock evident in her voice. She had been too wrapped up into Sesshoumaru to pay attention to her surroundings, and now she felt like she was going to pay for it. She may have agreed to tell her father about her relationship with Sesshoumaru, but she had not intended for him to find out in such a way.
ÒWell dear daughter of mine, I decided not to miss out on an exciting evening, and seems like I made it just in time for the show.Ó
ÒAnd what show would that be?Ó Kagura asked her father cautiously.
Naraku’s blood red eyes went from Kagura to Sesshoumaru, an arched thin dark eyebrow marked his surprise. ÒThe award ceremony of course. What is wrong with you? I have never known you to ask such ridiculously obvious questions.Ó He snorted in disgust before adding. ÒClearly being in this environment makes you feel as if you’re on vacationÉ I hope you still managed to gather enough wits to do your job, and get some juicy advertising contracts for the magazine.Ó
Sesshoumaru could almost feel steam coming out of Kagura’s ear. He himself did not like to see their boss putting her down or doubting her in such a way. Therefore unlike her muted form, he did not hesitate to come to her defense.
ÒOf course she did. Kagura closed a deal with people at Nishi corp. They agreed to run a campaign in Shikon for at least a year.Ó
Naraku’s thin lips stretched into a smile. ÒThe dairy company? Good.Ó
Instead of reacting to her father’s praise worthy words, Kagura could not help but stare at Naraku in surprise. ‘Why isn’t he saying anything about Sesshoumaru and me? He must have seen us kiss, or at least heard our sexual innuendosÉ I’ve never known Naraku to be able to keep his mouth shut, so why isn’t he saying anything?’
ÒWe did not know you were to attend.Ó Sesshoumaru’s comment to her father pierced her thoughts.
ÒI decided at the last minute that my presence might be necessary, so I took the first plane out.Ó
His daughter could not help but roll her eyes at his answer. ‘Typical of dear old dad. He makes us drive for eight hours each way, but he can afford a plane ticket for himselfÉ’ Her phobia of taking planes, and the fact that the long drive had allowed for her and Sesshoumaru to talk in peace, were forgotten over her father’s usual selfish ways.
ÒI heard through the industry grapevine that Sesshoumaru is almost certain to win, and I intend to be a complete part of this marvelous evening.Ó Naraku added, a self-satisfied grin on his thin lips.
‘In other words, he’s just thinking about the wonderful opportunity for a photo-op. Yep, Naraku will love pointing out to the picture he will be certain to take with Sesshoumaru. I am willing to bet this will make front-page news in our next edition. Naraku will also tell every attractive woman he encounters that he owns Shikon Magazine, the laureate of a prestigious journalism award, in his mind this must be a fool proof way to make them drop their panties...’ As much as Kagura would love to throw all these words in her father’s face, and point out to his selfish behavior, she stayed her tongue. She had not only promised to make an effort to get along better with Naraku, but she also knew that this was Sesshoumaru’s special night, and she intended to have nothing mar his evening of triumph.
Sesshoumaru’s golden gaze slid over from Naraku to the woman next to him. He could tell Kagura was none too pleased with seeing her father, and he shared her sentiment. He had after all looked forward to spending the evening alone with his lover.
ÒMy, it seems I am not the only one who thought about making this night specialÉÓ Naraku chuckled, his eyes trained on his daughter’s bared shoulder and revealed legs. ÒI can’t seem to remember the last time I saw you this dressed up at an industry event. Did you get tired of business suits?Ó
While Kagura was dying to point out that he never attended conferences or conventions, preferring instead to send her as his proxy, and would therefore not know what her usual outfits entailed, she stayed her tongue. Now that she intended to let her father know about she and Sesshoumaru, she knew she had to stay on the best of terms with the older man lest he decide to meddle in their relationship. That however did not mean that she could not send him a sharp glare.
ÒWhat are you staring at?!Ó The dark haired man snapped at his daughter. ÒNow come on, we have a ceremony to attend. I for one do not intend to be late.Ó Without sparing another word, the owner of Shikon Magazine headed towards the elevators.
‘I really can’t believe that Naraku didn’t say anything about me and SesshoumaruÉ did he really not see anything?’ Kagura marveled at her father’s silence. ‘I never could have imagined he’s such a blockhead. Then again maybe it is so unconceivable to him that Sesshoumaru and I could be together that he would rather not think of it.’ In either case, the young woman was glad not to have to explain her relationship with her co-worker in the middle of the hotel corridor.
ÒLet’s just go down to the reception hall.Ó She agreed, after all, she was in need of a stiff drink, and the faster their got to the hall the better. Sesshoumaru nodded his assent, and they followed after their boss.
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Kagura felt her heart beat frantically. She took a big calming gulp of air, but still could not get her organ to start pumping at a normal rate once again. She, who had never been a superstitious person found herself crossing her fingers under the table. She could only recall very few occasions in her life when she had been this nervous before: one of was when she had been told her mother had died, and she and her much too young sister would now be living with an aunt they barely knew. Another was almost two decades later when she had burst through the doors of Shikon magazine demanding to speak with the biological father she had never met before. Lastly was when she had been with Kanna in the delivery room when Haku had been born. Yukiyo was away on business, and no one had planned for Kanna to go into early labor, least of all the Jiyuu sisters who had no idea of what to do. Now, almost a decade later, she felt her heart beat uncontrollably again.
ÒSesshoumaru Tashio! For his outstanding work on uncovering the Miko Powder traffic at Edo University.Ó
The sudden proclamation thrust Kagura out of her reminiscing. She raised her crimson eyes away from the white tablecloth she had been watching unconsciously, to stare in the burning orbs of the man seated across from her. Sesshoumaru did not allow a smile to spread on his lips even as he stood up, and walked towards the stage to claim his prize.
ÒThat’s my boy!Ó Naraku shouted as he sprang to his feet. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He hated attending conferences, conventions or award ceremonies, but had made an exception just for this one moment. Although he had to admit that the fare offered at the event was quite delicious. He had allowed himself to drink his fair share of cocktails, and had wolfed down the various plates of food, which had been placed in front of him. For some unknown reason, his daughter did not have much of an appetite that evening, so he had allowed himself to pick food from her untouched plates as well. ÒThe moment I laid eyes on the boy, I knew he would be great! He has me to thank for shaping him into such a great journalist!Ó Naraku added enthusiastically. Due to the deafening loudness of the cheers and claps in the room, only the people at their table were able to hear him, but he did not seem to mind at all. He knew that now that Sesshoumaru won, he would be able to get a bigger audience later on.
When it came to Kagura, she was clapping and cheering the loudest. Never could she have imagined she would one day be able to be this genuinely happy over Sesshoumaru’s professional accomplishments. She was aware that only a year before she would have been consumed with jealousy at the idea of him receiving such a prestigious award, but at the moment, all she could feel was pride and joy.
Her father noticed her reaction, and could not help but comment. He leaned towards her, and a mocking grin on his lips said ÒYou look awfully happy.Ó
Since she did not wish to miss one bit of her lover’s triumph, Kagura did not take her eyes away from the stage even as she answered her father’s mocking words. ÒOf course I am, this will be great for the magazine.Ó
ÒAnd that is the only reason?Ó Naraku pushed further. This time around Kagura did bother turning towards him, but only to send him a vicious glare.
ÒShh! Sesshoumaru is about to give his acceptance speech. I’m sure you want me to write about it, so let me listen to what he has to say.Ó Kagura’s reply put a stop to her father’s probing, and they both returned their attention to the stage.
Sesshoumaru shook the hand of the presenter, and accepted the large metallic book-shaped award with a nod. He turned towards the microphone on the podium, and tried to recall the speech he had scribbled down earlier in the eventuality of his win. He had taken numerous public speaking and communication courses during his college years, and knew that the best way to address a crowd was to make them all feel included. A sure way to achieve that was by making eye contact with as many people as possible, but at the moment the only person he could care about was Kagura. It pleased him to see how happy she was over his win, and her claps and cheers were the only ones that mattered to him. He therefore stared right at her while he spoke.
ÒI may be the one standing before you today to accept this award, but the investigation would not have been possible without the help and support of a particular fellow Shikon Magazine employee.Ó
ÒHe surely must be referring to me. Everything the boy learned about true investigative journalism, he learned from me.Ó Naraku boasted loudly to no one in particular.
When it came to Kagura, she knew exactly whom her lover was referring to. He may not have cited her name, but she knew he was speaking about her. For someone as private and independent as Sesshoumaru, she realized this was similar to him shouting to the entire room ‘I love you and I appreciate all the help and support you give me’. She knew she loved him before, but in that moment she realized there was no one else she could ever see herself spending the rest of her life with. ‘I thought I was in love with Kouga, but what I felt for him pales in comparison to how I feel about Sesshoumaru. If he was ever to betray me the same way as Kouga didÉ’ Only thinking about it made her feel as though someone had planted a knife in her heart. ‘I don’t know how I could ever recover.’
ÒLastly thank you to the committee for bestowing such an honor on me, and my work.Ó With these final sober words, Sesshoumaru stepped off the stage, and walked towards the table where Kagura and Naraku were still standing. A slight, almost imperceptible, frown marred his forehead as he noticed the tears forming at the corner of Kagura’s eyes. He hated seeing her cry, and swore to himself that if Naraku had said or done something hurtful to her once again, he would make him pay.
ÒCongratulations Sesshoumaru! I always knew your work was stellar, which is why I never hesitated in hiring youÉÓ
The young journalist completely ignored his boss, and headed instead towards the young woman who had his entire attention. Through the arching of one of his eyebrows, she knew that he was inquiring about her well-being. She inwardly cursed her overtly emotional reaction, and quickly wiped the tears which had formed at the corned of her eyes, doing her best not to smear her carefully applied make up in the process. She plastered as big a smile on her face as she could, and before Sesshoumaru could come any closer, extended a hand towards him.
ÒCongratulations!Ó She exclaimed happily. As much as she would love to launch herself in his arms, and kiss him, she knew she could not because of all the eyes surrounding them.
Sesshoumaru felt his jaw clench in annoyance. While he did not expect for Kagura to press kisses all over his face, he would have still enjoyed a less impersonal greeting. Despite his inner feelings, he took the hand Kagura had stretched towards him, and shook it.
Kagura winced slightly at seeing the lackluster way in which her lover was taking a hold of her hand. ‘He is so going to get me for this later onÉ’
Not one to be deterred by the cold shoulder his employee had presented him earlier, Naraku stepped towards his two co-editors, and clapped Sesshoumaru loudly on the back.
ÒNow, that will make for a nice story. Kagura, if only you didn’t have to write a piece on Shigeno’s son, I would have had you take care of it. By the way how our preparations for his portrait coming along?Ó As much as Naraku knew he would be able to savor Sesshoumaru’s sudden fame, he could not forget about the other opportunities he had been presented with. ‘Personally I would have preferred to have Sesshoumaru write up the portrait, but that Shigeno kid specifically asked for KaguraÉ as long as he and his father are happy, it’s all the same to me.’
Glad to have an excuse to shift her attention away from her peeved lover, Kagura turned towards her father. ÒWe have set up a date to conduct the interview.Ó
ÒGood good. Don’t forget toÉÓ
ÒExcuse me.Ó A female voice interrupted Naraku before he had a chance to finish his recommendations to his daughter. ÒI am so sorry to disturb you.Ó
ÒNo need to worry about that my dear.Ó Naraku chuckled to himself as he took in the appearance of the new comer. He may have teased Kagura earlier abut her choice of attire, but the impossibly short dress worn by the young woman made his daughter look like a nun. Not only was the emerald green extremely tight and short, but the only thing hindering Naraku’s view of the woman’s generous breasts was the long tumble of red curls, which covered her bare shoulders.
ÒWell, I just so happen to have a copy of your magazine on me, and could not help but wonder if Mr. Tashio would be kind enough to sign it for me.Ó As soon as the words left her pouty pink lips, the stranger leaned towards the prize laureate to hand him both a copy of Shikon Magazine and a pen.
While observing the other woman’s blatant display, Kagura could not help but wonder how the younger woman’s inflated bountiful breasts had managed to stay confined to her deep cleavage. The slight arching of the other woman’s back had not escaped her sharp eyes. She knew she had only done it in order to press her breasts forward in the direction of Sesshoumaru. ‘I almost feel bad for that skank, she has no way of knowing that Sesshoumaru would never fall for such cheap tricks.’ She thought a self-satisfied grin on her lips.
By extending his hand towards the young pin-up like woman, Sesshoumaru gave her his answer without having to utter a word. Even if he fulfilled the wishes of another woman, his gaze was fixed on his lover. He opened the magazine, and took the pen she was extending towards him. ÒYour name?Ó
ÒIt’s Ai. I could also give you my number as well if you want.Ó The redhead arched her back even more and held her breath, emphasizing her curves while she dutifully waited for Sesshoumaru to scribble on the cover of the magazine.
ÒAs much as he would love to spend time with you, Sesshoumaru has a packed schedule.Ó Kagura snapped angrily as she snatched the autographed magazine away from her lover’s hands and handed it back to Ai. The sly look in Sesshoumaru’s eyes did not escape the journalist. She hated how he was able to mock her and look amused with just a barely perceptible upturning of his lips. She had tried to reign in her jealousy, but her emotions got the best of her. ÒThis is Naraku Onigumo. He owns Shikon Magazine, oh and he drives a nice little red convertible.Ó
Ai’s eyes widened in surprise, and her attention completely switched from Sesshoumaru to his boss.
ÒNot only that, but I also taught Sesshoumaru all he knows about journalism.Ó Naraku added, more than happy to work into Kagura’s scheme.
ÒReally?Ó Ai exclaimed in feigned admiration as she seductively batted her eyes at the older dark haired man.
ÒNow, why don’t we go up to the resort’s bar where I can tell you all about it?Ó Naraku said his blood red eyes already flashing at the idea of the pleasant evening he was sure to spend with the curvaceous much younger woman. Now that he had seen Sesshoumaru’s crowning moment, he did not have another reason to stick around for the rest of the evening.
‘There is just a little matter to take care of before hand.’ The thought had barely crossed his mind that he signaled over for the event’s photographer to come to their table. The hired grey haired man had been on his way over to snap a picture of Sesshoumaru fresh from his win as his co-workers greeted him. He therefore wasted no time running over to the table where Naraku had called him over.
ÒCongratulations on your win Mr. Tashio.Ó The professional stated as he raised the camera settled around is neck. ÒIf I could have everyone gather closer, so I can take a couple pictures.Ó
Naraku immediately sprang into action, and dragged his daughter by the arm to push her away from Sesshoumaru. He then wedged himself in between the two lovers. Seeing how their boss aimed to have Kagura cropped from their picture, Sesshoumaru reached behind Naraku’s back to take a hold of her arm to prevent her from stepping too far away from him. He felt her tugging, and thinking she might purposely try to escape from the photo-op, turned to send her a cold glare. Even though she was not thrilled at the idea of appearing in the picture, Kagura had no choice but to stay put since Sesshoumaru was holding on to her, and did not seem ready to let go any time soon. With a sigh, she relented and decided not to step away after all.
While Naraku allowed his daughter to be present in the picture, when he saw Ai strut towards them, he stopped her progression by raising a hand.
ÒWait there until we are done, I will come for you.Ó Even if the young woman was put out by Naraku’s refusal to have her be a part of the commemorative picture, she did not show it. The owner of Shikon Magazine then turned back towards the photographer. ÒWhat are you waiting for? Take the damn pictures!Ó
ÒOf course sir!Ó The older man grumbled even as he took a series of pictures. ‘To think that I studied photography at university to cater to egoistical pricks like him.’ He thought to himself before lowering his camera. ÒWe will be sure to send you copies of the pictures. Again congratulations.Ó With a nod, the photographer rushed away towards another table where he being called over.
ÒWell then, on this note I shall take my leave.Ó Naraku stepped away from his two co-editors, and moved towards the waiting Ai. ÒI will see you at the office Monday. Take advantage of the convention to sign more advertising contracts. Don’t waste the chance of Sesshoumaru’s win.Ó
Kagura rolled her eyes in pure annoyance. She could not stand the condescending tone in which her father spoke to her and Sesshoumaru, but was also aware that arguing with him would only be a waste of time. She waited until her father was well out of earshot before speaking.
ÒNot one word.Ó
Sesshoumaru let out a chuckle. ÒI know not what you are referring to.Ó
She scoffed at his feigned innocence. ÒOh please! I know that you were going to say something about my supposed jealousy because of that bimbo of Ai.Ó She replied before going back to their seat at the table. For the first time in the evening, she extended her hand towards her plate, and plopped a hors d’oeuvre into her mouth.
Sesshoumaru joined her at the table before answering. ÒI did not intend to say anything.Ó This was the closest he was about to come to admit that he had actually quite enjoyed seeing Kagura getting possessive over him. Since he did not want to unveil his true feelings, he decided to switch the focus of the conversation. ÒThe ceremony is winding down. After a few handshakes, we will be able to retire for the evening.Ó
A shiver of anticipation coursed through her. When Naraku had showed up, she had feared that she would not be able to spend the night in her lover’s room lest her father found out about them before she had a chance to talk to him. Now that he was busy with Ai, she however knew that she and Sesshoumaru would be able to carry things on as they had planned.
ÒGood. Then I will finally be able to remove these painful shoes. The second Kanna suggested I wear those, I knew this would be a bad ideaÉÓ Even as she spoke, Kagura could not help but lower her gaze to the red pumps that adorned her feet.
ÒIf this the only thing you are looking forward to?Ó The mocking grin at the corner of Sesshoumaru’s mouth caused her to scoff.
ÒDon’t get too cocky, and hand over this award.Ó She extended her hand towards the prize, which he had placed at his seat upon his return to their table. The young woman weighed the surprisingly heavy book-shaped award, and grinned. ÒWell, I did promise I would reward you if you won. I can show myself to be veeery grateful towards your efforts.Ó
ÒHum. Maybe the handshakes are superfluous, and we can sneak away now while no one is watching.Ó It had not escaped his notice that the attention of all the attendees was on the stage once again.
Kagura chuckled whole-heartedly at Sesshoumaru’s suggestion then gave him a wink. ÒLead the way.Ó
In a matter of seconds, the two of them had sprung to their feet and were heading towards the exit as quietly as possible. Neither of them noticed the pair of cold calculating hazel eyes following them from three tables away.
The man fished out his cell phone, and punched in a familiar number. After a few rings the person on the other end of the line picked up. ÒI am ready to implement the plantÉ that is if you are still willing.Ó He whispered in his phone, his eyes still trained on the couple.
ÒYes.Ó The deep voice on the other line replied without a hint of hesitation.
ÒAs you wish.Ó The man agreed. ÒI will make the call as soon as possible.Ó He then added before hanging up.
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ÒThis has better be the last damn box. I feel like my arms are going to fall off, and I am not planning on moving from this spot for a very very long time.Ó Kagura sighed before collapsing on her couch. ÒYou owe me a good massage after all this hard work.Ó
ÒI suggested we hire professional movers, and you turned me down.Ó Her boyfriend retorted. He kneeled to pick up the box she had carelessly left lying in the middle of her living room, and headed over to the spare room to place it next to the pile of other similar boxes.
ÒIf I had any idea you had that much crap, you can be sure I would have agreed to it.Ó
Since early that morning, Sesshoumaru and Kagura had worked on moving him into her home. As he had predicted, it had not taken him long to find a tenant for his apartment. As soon as he had put it on the market, a student had eagerly signed a lease. Now, almost a month after his proposal for them to live together, he had packed up his belongings, sold and donated most of his is furniture, and was ready to start a new life with the woman he loved.
As neither Kagura nor Sesshoumaru had any close friends, it had been left to just the two of them to move all of his belongings from his apartment to her condo. Yukiyo, grateful to have received the autograph Kagura had promised him, had suggested lending a helping hand, but with Kanna close to her delivery date both Sesshoumaru and his lover had declined his help as neither wanted him to be three hours away from his wife in case she went into labor. Kagura had not failed to point out that her younger sister’s children had a tendency to come out into the world early.
ÒWe have done only half the work. I still need to organize my things.Ó Kagura’s response to his words was a loud groan. ÒOf course you are not required to participate. I will do what needs to be done.Ó
ÒI did not remember moving was such intense workÉ do whatever you want, I am not planning on moving from here.Ó She sighed in relief this time around.
ÒNow, first things first.Ó Sesshoumaru did his best to suppress a grin, he knew his next action was sure to cause Kagura to react. He once again disappeared into the spare bedroom of the condo, which had temporarily changed into a storage facility, and retrieved a large square item.
Kagura may have been taking a much needed rest, but her crimson eyes thinned in anger as she spied his movements. ÒThat is the thing you need to take care of first?Ó
ÒThis will help me feelÉ like home.Ó He scanned the room for a potential space on the wall, and headed straight for it once satisfied.
ÒUgh! I really hate this painting.Ó She grumbled in response, her eyes still stuck on the large golden framed artwork in her boyfriend’s arm. It represented a large inu youkai deploying towards the airs in its true form. From the moment she had seen it hanging on the wall of Sesshoumaru’s living room wall, she had hated it. Never could she have foreseen it would one day adorn the wall of her own living space. She could still remember how her lover had managed to convince her to let him bring it along to her condo.
‘That jerk knows that when he kisses me right there, I can’t help but agree to whatever he wants me to.’ Kagura thought to herself, still peeved about how she had easily given in to her lover’s ridiculous request.
ÒI believe it will fit perfectly on this wall. As soon as I unpack my tools, I will be able to hang it.Ó Sesshoumaru’s words brought her out of her thoughts. Once she saw which space he had selected, it was on the tip of her tongue to let him know there was no way she was going to let him remove her ceremonial fans from her wall in order for him to put up his hideous painting.
‘That monstrosity will ruin my beautifully put together Asian themed living room. There’s no way I will let him do thatÉ Let’s see how he likes a taste of his own medicineÉ’ Resolve burning inside her, Kagura sat up from the couch, and walked towards her lover, swaying her hips as much as possible in the process.
Sesshoumaru arched an eyebrow upon seeing her head towards him. He however did not react when she looped her arms around his neck, nor when she rose on her toes to press a kiss to his lips. Happy to see him so receptive to her actions, Kagura gently pressed kisses on his lips repetitively.
ÒDid you not say you had to prepare for an interview with that Shigeno kid, and had to go in to the office?Ó He managed to let out once she ceased her oral assault to allow them to breathe. He did not have time to say more since she moved her hands from his back to his front to untuck his shirt from his jeans.
ÒWell the interview is tomorrow morning, and I have plenty of time to prepare. In the meantime, I can think of more interesting things to do.Ó The young woman had no inclinations to conduct the interview, but since it had been a direct order from Naraku, she knew she had no choice but to go through with it. ‘Plus they did agree to push back the date since we’ve been crazy busy at Shikon since Sesshoumaru got an award.’ In the past month, the circulation numbers of Shikon Magazine had reached an all time-high, and Naraku had never been happier. He therefore had left the Shigeno interview on the back burner, but now that things were slowing down, he had none too gently reminded his daughter of what she had promised to do.
Seeing the dubious look on her boyfriend’s face, Kagura could not help but add. ÒBesides since my dear old dad is happy with the revenues of this quarter, I don’t have to worry that much about this stupid fluff piece.Ó She then slid her hands under Sesshoumaru’s shirt to run her hands over his warm skin. The young woman had no intention to linger on the interview she did not want to do, and decided instead to focus on her seduction attempt.
Sesshoumaru was then tempted to ask Kagura why she had then not taken advantage of her father’s good mood to tell him about their relationship. Despite her promise to do so, and how much their relationship had progressed, she had yet to tell Naraku about the two of them being involved.
However since he did not wish to spoil the happy mood, he decided against saying anything. ‘Now may not be the time to fightÉ but I have no intention to let her little ploy come to fruition.’ As soon as the words swirled in his mind, the journalist pushed Kagura back reluctantly yet gently. ÒSex won’t work as a distraction, the painting will stay. Did we not agree that this condo would be yours as much as mine?Ó
As much as she hated agreeing with him, she knew he was right. ‘I guess I have no choice but to let him put this hideous thing on my wallÉ I’ll just have to pretend it’s not there.’ She thought before adding aloud. ÒFine, but don’t you dare move my fans!Ó All thoughts of a lustful distraction having now fled her mind, Kagura marched back towards the couch and sat back with a huff. She even crossed her arms over her chest to emphasize her reluctance towards his intentions.
Sesshoumaru was greatly amused by her antics, and was about to let her know he would reconsider displaying the painting in the middle of the room when he heard his phone ring.
Since it was a Sunday, and that she was usually the only one to call him on his private line, Kagura was curious to find out who it could be. She decided to put on hold their little standoff for the moment.
ÒSesshoumaru Tashio.Ó He spoke as soon as he flipped open the device.
ÒMister Tashio, I am sorry to disturb you on a weekend, but this is important.Ó
ÒWho is this?Ó Since Sesshoumaru did not recognize the voice, his curiosity was picked as well.
ÒForgive my lack of manners. My name is Shiyounin Katsuyama, and I wish to make you an offer you cannot turn down.Ó
To be continuedÉ
A/N: I apologize if there are any typos, I did not have as much time to clean up and review this chapter. I will do better next time, and try not to make you wait as long either. Well about the story, who is calling and why? We will see next time in Suggestion Corner.
A/N: Happy New Year! I hope 2013 is starting off right for you guys. I apologize first for the long wait, and second for the short chapter. It will however be pivotal in setting things in motion for the coming chapters and the end of the fic :)
Disclaimer: Sadly even though I love writing AU stories on my OTP, they don't belong to me. I tried to buy them, but all I could afford were plushies. Oh well better than nothing lol.
ÒTalkingÓ
'Thoughts'
ÒYou won’t have any excuses once we get back to my room later. If you thought the bed was something, wait until you see my bathtub.Ó
ÒI have no intention of resisting. I will be all yours.Ó The mischievous grin on her lips let him know that their steamy encounter that afternoon had just been an appetizer.
ÒNow what do we have here?Ó
Upon hearing the familiar voice, the two journalists were taken by surprise. They both whipped their heads to the side in tandem to look at the newcomer.
ÒNaraku? What in the hell are you doing here?Ó Kagura asked shock evident in her voice. She had been too wrapped up into Sesshoumaru to pay attention to her surroundings, and now she felt like she was going to pay for it. She may have agreed to tell her father about her relationship with Sesshoumaru, but she had not intended for him to find out in such a way.
ÒWell dear daughter of mine, I decided not to miss out on an exciting evening, and seems like I made it just in time for the show.Ó
ÒAnd what show would that be?Ó Kagura asked her father cautiously.
Naraku’s blood red eyes went from Kagura to Sesshoumaru, an arched thin dark eyebrow marked his surprise. ÒThe award ceremony of course. What is wrong with you? I have never known you to ask such ridiculously obvious questions.Ó He snorted in disgust before adding. ÒClearly being in this environment makes you feel as if you’re on vacationÉ I hope you still managed to gather enough wits to do your job, and get some juicy advertising contracts for the magazine.Ó
Sesshoumaru could almost feel steam coming out of Kagura’s ear. He himself did not like to see their boss putting her down or doubting her in such a way. Therefore unlike her muted form, he did not hesitate to come to her defense.
ÒOf course she did. Kagura closed a deal with people at Nishi corp. They agreed to run a campaign in Shikon for at least a year.Ó
Naraku’s thin lips stretched into a smile. ÒThe dairy company? Good.Ó
Instead of reacting to her father’s praise worthy words, Kagura could not help but stare at Naraku in surprise. ‘Why isn’t he saying anything about Sesshoumaru and me? He must have seen us kiss, or at least heard our sexual innuendosÉ I’ve never known Naraku to be able to keep his mouth shut, so why isn’t he saying anything?’
ÒWe did not know you were to attend.Ó Sesshoumaru’s comment to her father pierced her thoughts.
ÒI decided at the last minute that my presence might be necessary, so I took the first plane out.Ó
His daughter could not help but roll her eyes at his answer. ‘Typical of dear old dad. He makes us drive for eight hours each way, but he can afford a plane ticket for himselfÉ’ Her phobia of taking planes, and the fact that the long drive had allowed for her and Sesshoumaru to talk in peace, were forgotten over her father’s usual selfish ways.
ÒI heard through the industry grapevine that Sesshoumaru is almost certain to win, and I intend to be a complete part of this marvelous evening.Ó Naraku added, a self-satisfied grin on his thin lips.
‘In other words, he’s just thinking about the wonderful opportunity for a photo-op. Yep, Naraku will love pointing out to the picture he will be certain to take with Sesshoumaru. I am willing to bet this will make front-page news in our next edition. Naraku will also tell every attractive woman he encounters that he owns Shikon Magazine, the laureate of a prestigious journalism award, in his mind this must be a fool proof way to make them drop their panties...’ As much as Kagura would love to throw all these words in her father’s face, and point out to his selfish behavior, she stayed her tongue. She had not only promised to make an effort to get along better with Naraku, but she also knew that this was Sesshoumaru’s special night, and she intended to have nothing mar his evening of triumph.
Sesshoumaru’s golden gaze slid over from Naraku to the woman next to him. He could tell Kagura was none too pleased with seeing her father, and he shared her sentiment. He had after all looked forward to spending the evening alone with his lover.
ÒMy, it seems I am not the only one who thought about making this night specialÉÓ Naraku chuckled, his eyes trained on his daughter’s bared shoulder and revealed legs. ÒI can’t seem to remember the last time I saw you this dressed up at an industry event. Did you get tired of business suits?Ó
While Kagura was dying to point out that he never attended conferences or conventions, preferring instead to send her as his proxy, and would therefore not know what her usual outfits entailed, she stayed her tongue. Now that she intended to let her father know about she and Sesshoumaru, she knew she had to stay on the best of terms with the older man lest he decide to meddle in their relationship. That however did not mean that she could not send him a sharp glare.
ÒWhat are you staring at?!Ó The dark haired man snapped at his daughter. ÒNow come on, we have a ceremony to attend. I for one do not intend to be late.Ó Without sparing another word, the owner of Shikon Magazine headed towards the elevators.
‘I really can’t believe that Naraku didn’t say anything about me and SesshoumaruÉ did he really not see anything?’ Kagura marveled at her father’s silence. ‘I never could have imagined he’s such a blockhead. Then again maybe it is so unconceivable to him that Sesshoumaru and I could be together that he would rather not think of it.’ In either case, the young woman was glad not to have to explain her relationship with her co-worker in the middle of the hotel corridor.
ÒLet’s just go down to the reception hall.Ó She agreed, after all, she was in need of a stiff drink, and the faster their got to the hall the better. Sesshoumaru nodded his assent, and they followed after their boss.
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Kagura felt her heart beat frantically. She took a big calming gulp of air, but still could not get her organ to start pumping at a normal rate once again. She, who had never been a superstitious person found herself crossing her fingers under the table. She could only recall very few occasions in her life when she had been this nervous before: one of was when she had been told her mother had died, and she and her much too young sister would now be living with an aunt they barely knew. Another was almost two decades later when she had burst through the doors of Shikon magazine demanding to speak with the biological father she had never met before. Lastly was when she had been with Kanna in the delivery room when Haku had been born. Yukiyo was away on business, and no one had planned for Kanna to go into early labor, least of all the Jiyuu sisters who had no idea of what to do. Now, almost a decade later, she felt her heart beat uncontrollably again.
ÒSesshoumaru Tashio! For his outstanding work on uncovering the Miko Powder traffic at Edo University.Ó
The sudden proclamation thrust Kagura out of her reminiscing. She raised her crimson eyes away from the white tablecloth she had been watching unconsciously, to stare in the burning orbs of the man seated across from her. Sesshoumaru did not allow a smile to spread on his lips even as he stood up, and walked towards the stage to claim his prize.
ÒThat’s my boy!Ó Naraku shouted as he sprang to his feet. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He hated attending conferences, conventions or award ceremonies, but had made an exception just for this one moment. Although he had to admit that the fare offered at the event was quite delicious. He had allowed himself to drink his fair share of cocktails, and had wolfed down the various plates of food, which had been placed in front of him. For some unknown reason, his daughter did not have much of an appetite that evening, so he had allowed himself to pick food from her untouched plates as well. ÒThe moment I laid eyes on the boy, I knew he would be great! He has me to thank for shaping him into such a great journalist!Ó Naraku added enthusiastically. Due to the deafening loudness of the cheers and claps in the room, only the people at their table were able to hear him, but he did not seem to mind at all. He knew that now that Sesshoumaru won, he would be able to get a bigger audience later on.
When it came to Kagura, she was clapping and cheering the loudest. Never could she have imagined she would one day be able to be this genuinely happy over Sesshoumaru’s professional accomplishments. She was aware that only a year before she would have been consumed with jealousy at the idea of him receiving such a prestigious award, but at the moment, all she could feel was pride and joy.
Her father noticed her reaction, and could not help but comment. He leaned towards her, and a mocking grin on his lips said ÒYou look awfully happy.Ó
Since she did not wish to miss one bit of her lover’s triumph, Kagura did not take her eyes away from the stage even as she answered her father’s mocking words. ÒOf course I am, this will be great for the magazine.Ó
ÒAnd that is the only reason?Ó Naraku pushed further. This time around Kagura did bother turning towards him, but only to send him a vicious glare.
ÒShh! Sesshoumaru is about to give his acceptance speech. I’m sure you want me to write about it, so let me listen to what he has to say.Ó Kagura’s reply put a stop to her father’s probing, and they both returned their attention to the stage.
Sesshoumaru shook the hand of the presenter, and accepted the large metallic book-shaped award with a nod. He turned towards the microphone on the podium, and tried to recall the speech he had scribbled down earlier in the eventuality of his win. He had taken numerous public speaking and communication courses during his college years, and knew that the best way to address a crowd was to make them all feel included. A sure way to achieve that was by making eye contact with as many people as possible, but at the moment the only person he could care about was Kagura. It pleased him to see how happy she was over his win, and her claps and cheers were the only ones that mattered to him. He therefore stared right at her while he spoke.
ÒI may be the one standing before you today to accept this award, but the investigation would not have been possible without the help and support of a particular fellow Shikon Magazine employee.Ó
ÒHe surely must be referring to me. Everything the boy learned about true investigative journalism, he learned from me.Ó Naraku boasted loudly to no one in particular.
When it came to Kagura, she knew exactly whom her lover was referring to. He may not have cited her name, but she knew he was speaking about her. For someone as private and independent as Sesshoumaru, she realized this was similar to him shouting to the entire room ‘I love you and I appreciate all the help and support you give me’. She knew she loved him before, but in that moment she realized there was no one else she could ever see herself spending the rest of her life with. ‘I thought I was in love with Kouga, but what I felt for him pales in comparison to how I feel about Sesshoumaru. If he was ever to betray me the same way as Kouga didÉ’ Only thinking about it made her feel as though someone had planted a knife in her heart. ‘I don’t know how I could ever recover.’
ÒLastly thank you to the committee for bestowing such an honor on me, and my work.Ó With these final sober words, Sesshoumaru stepped off the stage, and walked towards the table where Kagura and Naraku were still standing. A slight, almost imperceptible, frown marred his forehead as he noticed the tears forming at the corner of Kagura’s eyes. He hated seeing her cry, and swore to himself that if Naraku had said or done something hurtful to her once again, he would make him pay.
ÒCongratulations Sesshoumaru! I always knew your work was stellar, which is why I never hesitated in hiring youÉÓ
The young journalist completely ignored his boss, and headed instead towards the young woman who had his entire attention. Through the arching of one of his eyebrows, she knew that he was inquiring about her well-being. She inwardly cursed her overtly emotional reaction, and quickly wiped the tears which had formed at the corned of her eyes, doing her best not to smear her carefully applied make up in the process. She plastered as big a smile on her face as she could, and before Sesshoumaru could come any closer, extended a hand towards him.
ÒCongratulations!Ó She exclaimed happily. As much as she would love to launch herself in his arms, and kiss him, she knew she could not because of all the eyes surrounding them.
Sesshoumaru felt his jaw clench in annoyance. While he did not expect for Kagura to press kisses all over his face, he would have still enjoyed a less impersonal greeting. Despite his inner feelings, he took the hand Kagura had stretched towards him, and shook it.
Kagura winced slightly at seeing the lackluster way in which her lover was taking a hold of her hand. ‘He is so going to get me for this later onÉ’
Not one to be deterred by the cold shoulder his employee had presented him earlier, Naraku stepped towards his two co-editors, and clapped Sesshoumaru loudly on the back.
ÒNow, that will make for a nice story. Kagura, if only you didn’t have to write a piece on Shigeno’s son, I would have had you take care of it. By the way how our preparations for his portrait coming along?Ó As much as Naraku knew he would be able to savor Sesshoumaru’s sudden fame, he could not forget about the other opportunities he had been presented with. ‘Personally I would have preferred to have Sesshoumaru write up the portrait, but that Shigeno kid specifically asked for KaguraÉ as long as he and his father are happy, it’s all the same to me.’
Glad to have an excuse to shift her attention away from her peeved lover, Kagura turned towards her father. ÒWe have set up a date to conduct the interview.Ó
ÒGood good. Don’t forget toÉÓ
ÒExcuse me.Ó A female voice interrupted Naraku before he had a chance to finish his recommendations to his daughter. ÒI am so sorry to disturb you.Ó
ÒNo need to worry about that my dear.Ó Naraku chuckled to himself as he took in the appearance of the new comer. He may have teased Kagura earlier abut her choice of attire, but the impossibly short dress worn by the young woman made his daughter look like a nun. Not only was the emerald green extremely tight and short, but the only thing hindering Naraku’s view of the woman’s generous breasts was the long tumble of red curls, which covered her bare shoulders.
ÒWell, I just so happen to have a copy of your magazine on me, and could not help but wonder if Mr. Tashio would be kind enough to sign it for me.Ó As soon as the words left her pouty pink lips, the stranger leaned towards the prize laureate to hand him both a copy of Shikon Magazine and a pen.
While observing the other woman’s blatant display, Kagura could not help but wonder how the younger woman’s inflated bountiful breasts had managed to stay confined to her deep cleavage. The slight arching of the other woman’s back had not escaped her sharp eyes. She knew she had only done it in order to press her breasts forward in the direction of Sesshoumaru. ‘I almost feel bad for that skank, she has no way of knowing that Sesshoumaru would never fall for such cheap tricks.’ She thought a self-satisfied grin on her lips.
By extending his hand towards the young pin-up like woman, Sesshoumaru gave her his answer without having to utter a word. Even if he fulfilled the wishes of another woman, his gaze was fixed on his lover. He opened the magazine, and took the pen she was extending towards him. ÒYour name?Ó
ÒIt’s Ai. I could also give you my number as well if you want.Ó The redhead arched her back even more and held her breath, emphasizing her curves while she dutifully waited for Sesshoumaru to scribble on the cover of the magazine.
ÒAs much as he would love to spend time with you, Sesshoumaru has a packed schedule.Ó Kagura snapped angrily as she snatched the autographed magazine away from her lover’s hands and handed it back to Ai. The sly look in Sesshoumaru’s eyes did not escape the journalist. She hated how he was able to mock her and look amused with just a barely perceptible upturning of his lips. She had tried to reign in her jealousy, but her emotions got the best of her. ÒThis is Naraku Onigumo. He owns Shikon Magazine, oh and he drives a nice little red convertible.Ó
Ai’s eyes widened in surprise, and her attention completely switched from Sesshoumaru to his boss.
ÒNot only that, but I also taught Sesshoumaru all he knows about journalism.Ó Naraku added, more than happy to work into Kagura’s scheme.
ÒReally?Ó Ai exclaimed in feigned admiration as she seductively batted her eyes at the older dark haired man.
ÒNow, why don’t we go up to the resort’s bar where I can tell you all about it?Ó Naraku said his blood red eyes already flashing at the idea of the pleasant evening he was sure to spend with the curvaceous much younger woman. Now that he had seen Sesshoumaru’s crowning moment, he did not have another reason to stick around for the rest of the evening.
‘There is just a little matter to take care of before hand.’ The thought had barely crossed his mind that he signaled over for the event’s photographer to come to their table. The hired grey haired man had been on his way over to snap a picture of Sesshoumaru fresh from his win as his co-workers greeted him. He therefore wasted no time running over to the table where Naraku had called him over.
ÒCongratulations on your win Mr. Tashio.Ó The professional stated as he raised the camera settled around is neck. ÒIf I could have everyone gather closer, so I can take a couple pictures.Ó
Naraku immediately sprang into action, and dragged his daughter by the arm to push her away from Sesshoumaru. He then wedged himself in between the two lovers. Seeing how their boss aimed to have Kagura cropped from their picture, Sesshoumaru reached behind Naraku’s back to take a hold of her arm to prevent her from stepping too far away from him. He felt her tugging, and thinking she might purposely try to escape from the photo-op, turned to send her a cold glare. Even though she was not thrilled at the idea of appearing in the picture, Kagura had no choice but to stay put since Sesshoumaru was holding on to her, and did not seem ready to let go any time soon. With a sigh, she relented and decided not to step away after all.
While Naraku allowed his daughter to be present in the picture, when he saw Ai strut towards them, he stopped her progression by raising a hand.
ÒWait there until we are done, I will come for you.Ó Even if the young woman was put out by Naraku’s refusal to have her be a part of the commemorative picture, she did not show it. The owner of Shikon Magazine then turned back towards the photographer. ÒWhat are you waiting for? Take the damn pictures!Ó
ÒOf course sir!Ó The older man grumbled even as he took a series of pictures. ‘To think that I studied photography at university to cater to egoistical pricks like him.’ He thought to himself before lowering his camera. ÒWe will be sure to send you copies of the pictures. Again congratulations.Ó With a nod, the photographer rushed away towards another table where he being called over.
ÒWell then, on this note I shall take my leave.Ó Naraku stepped away from his two co-editors, and moved towards the waiting Ai. ÒI will see you at the office Monday. Take advantage of the convention to sign more advertising contracts. Don’t waste the chance of Sesshoumaru’s win.Ó
Kagura rolled her eyes in pure annoyance. She could not stand the condescending tone in which her father spoke to her and Sesshoumaru, but was also aware that arguing with him would only be a waste of time. She waited until her father was well out of earshot before speaking.
ÒNot one word.Ó
Sesshoumaru let out a chuckle. ÒI know not what you are referring to.Ó
She scoffed at his feigned innocence. ÒOh please! I know that you were going to say something about my supposed jealousy because of that bimbo of Ai.Ó She replied before going back to their seat at the table. For the first time in the evening, she extended her hand towards her plate, and plopped a hors d’oeuvre into her mouth.
Sesshoumaru joined her at the table before answering. ÒI did not intend to say anything.Ó This was the closest he was about to come to admit that he had actually quite enjoyed seeing Kagura getting possessive over him. Since he did not want to unveil his true feelings, he decided to switch the focus of the conversation. ÒThe ceremony is winding down. After a few handshakes, we will be able to retire for the evening.Ó
A shiver of anticipation coursed through her. When Naraku had showed up, she had feared that she would not be able to spend the night in her lover’s room lest her father found out about them before she had a chance to talk to him. Now that he was busy with Ai, she however knew that she and Sesshoumaru would be able to carry things on as they had planned.
ÒGood. Then I will finally be able to remove these painful shoes. The second Kanna suggested I wear those, I knew this would be a bad ideaÉÓ Even as she spoke, Kagura could not help but lower her gaze to the red pumps that adorned her feet.
ÒIf this the only thing you are looking forward to?Ó The mocking grin at the corner of Sesshoumaru’s mouth caused her to scoff.
ÒDon’t get too cocky, and hand over this award.Ó She extended her hand towards the prize, which he had placed at his seat upon his return to their table. The young woman weighed the surprisingly heavy book-shaped award, and grinned. ÒWell, I did promise I would reward you if you won. I can show myself to be veeery grateful towards your efforts.Ó
ÒHum. Maybe the handshakes are superfluous, and we can sneak away now while no one is watching.Ó It had not escaped his notice that the attention of all the attendees was on the stage once again.
Kagura chuckled whole-heartedly at Sesshoumaru’s suggestion then gave him a wink. ÒLead the way.Ó
In a matter of seconds, the two of them had sprung to their feet and were heading towards the exit as quietly as possible. Neither of them noticed the pair of cold calculating hazel eyes following them from three tables away.
The man fished out his cell phone, and punched in a familiar number. After a few rings the person on the other end of the line picked up. ÒI am ready to implement the plantÉ that is if you are still willing.Ó He whispered in his phone, his eyes still trained on the couple.
ÒYes.Ó The deep voice on the other line replied without a hint of hesitation.
ÒAs you wish.Ó The man agreed. ÒI will make the call as soon as possible.Ó He then added before hanging up.
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ÒThis has better be the last damn box. I feel like my arms are going to fall off, and I am not planning on moving from this spot for a very very long time.Ó Kagura sighed before collapsing on her couch. ÒYou owe me a good massage after all this hard work.Ó
ÒI suggested we hire professional movers, and you turned me down.Ó Her boyfriend retorted. He kneeled to pick up the box she had carelessly left lying in the middle of her living room, and headed over to the spare room to place it next to the pile of other similar boxes.
ÒIf I had any idea you had that much crap, you can be sure I would have agreed to it.Ó
Since early that morning, Sesshoumaru and Kagura had worked on moving him into her home. As he had predicted, it had not taken him long to find a tenant for his apartment. As soon as he had put it on the market, a student had eagerly signed a lease. Now, almost a month after his proposal for them to live together, he had packed up his belongings, sold and donated most of his is furniture, and was ready to start a new life with the woman he loved.
As neither Kagura nor Sesshoumaru had any close friends, it had been left to just the two of them to move all of his belongings from his apartment to her condo. Yukiyo, grateful to have received the autograph Kagura had promised him, had suggested lending a helping hand, but with Kanna close to her delivery date both Sesshoumaru and his lover had declined his help as neither wanted him to be three hours away from his wife in case she went into labor. Kagura had not failed to point out that her younger sister’s children had a tendency to come out into the world early.
ÒWe have done only half the work. I still need to organize my things.Ó Kagura’s response to his words was a loud groan. ÒOf course you are not required to participate. I will do what needs to be done.Ó
ÒI did not remember moving was such intense workÉ do whatever you want, I am not planning on moving from here.Ó She sighed in relief this time around.
ÒNow, first things first.Ó Sesshoumaru did his best to suppress a grin, he knew his next action was sure to cause Kagura to react. He once again disappeared into the spare bedroom of the condo, which had temporarily changed into a storage facility, and retrieved a large square item.
Kagura may have been taking a much needed rest, but her crimson eyes thinned in anger as she spied his movements. ÒThat is the thing you need to take care of first?Ó
ÒThis will help me feelÉ like home.Ó He scanned the room for a potential space on the wall, and headed straight for it once satisfied.
ÒUgh! I really hate this painting.Ó She grumbled in response, her eyes still stuck on the large golden framed artwork in her boyfriend’s arm. It represented a large inu youkai deploying towards the airs in its true form. From the moment she had seen it hanging on the wall of Sesshoumaru’s living room wall, she had hated it. Never could she have foreseen it would one day adorn the wall of her own living space. She could still remember how her lover had managed to convince her to let him bring it along to her condo.
‘That jerk knows that when he kisses me right there, I can’t help but agree to whatever he wants me to.’ Kagura thought to herself, still peeved about how she had easily given in to her lover’s ridiculous request.
ÒI believe it will fit perfectly on this wall. As soon as I unpack my tools, I will be able to hang it.Ó Sesshoumaru’s words brought her out of her thoughts. Once she saw which space he had selected, it was on the tip of her tongue to let him know there was no way she was going to let him remove her ceremonial fans from her wall in order for him to put up his hideous painting.
‘That monstrosity will ruin my beautifully put together Asian themed living room. There’s no way I will let him do thatÉ Let’s see how he likes a taste of his own medicineÉ’ Resolve burning inside her, Kagura sat up from the couch, and walked towards her lover, swaying her hips as much as possible in the process.
Sesshoumaru arched an eyebrow upon seeing her head towards him. He however did not react when she looped her arms around his neck, nor when she rose on her toes to press a kiss to his lips. Happy to see him so receptive to her actions, Kagura gently pressed kisses on his lips repetitively.
ÒDid you not say you had to prepare for an interview with that Shigeno kid, and had to go in to the office?Ó He managed to let out once she ceased her oral assault to allow them to breathe. He did not have time to say more since she moved her hands from his back to his front to untuck his shirt from his jeans.
ÒWell the interview is tomorrow morning, and I have plenty of time to prepare. In the meantime, I can think of more interesting things to do.Ó The young woman had no inclinations to conduct the interview, but since it had been a direct order from Naraku, she knew she had no choice but to go through with it. ‘Plus they did agree to push back the date since we’ve been crazy busy at Shikon since Sesshoumaru got an award.’ In the past month, the circulation numbers of Shikon Magazine had reached an all time-high, and Naraku had never been happier. He therefore had left the Shigeno interview on the back burner, but now that things were slowing down, he had none too gently reminded his daughter of what she had promised to do.
Seeing the dubious look on her boyfriend’s face, Kagura could not help but add. ÒBesides since my dear old dad is happy with the revenues of this quarter, I don’t have to worry that much about this stupid fluff piece.Ó She then slid her hands under Sesshoumaru’s shirt to run her hands over his warm skin. The young woman had no intention to linger on the interview she did not want to do, and decided instead to focus on her seduction attempt.
Sesshoumaru was then tempted to ask Kagura why she had then not taken advantage of her father’s good mood to tell him about their relationship. Despite her promise to do so, and how much their relationship had progressed, she had yet to tell Naraku about the two of them being involved.
However since he did not wish to spoil the happy mood, he decided against saying anything. ‘Now may not be the time to fightÉ but I have no intention to let her little ploy come to fruition.’ As soon as the words swirled in his mind, the journalist pushed Kagura back reluctantly yet gently. ÒSex won’t work as a distraction, the painting will stay. Did we not agree that this condo would be yours as much as mine?Ó
As much as she hated agreeing with him, she knew he was right. ‘I guess I have no choice but to let him put this hideous thing on my wallÉ I’ll just have to pretend it’s not there.’ She thought before adding aloud. ÒFine, but don’t you dare move my fans!Ó All thoughts of a lustful distraction having now fled her mind, Kagura marched back towards the couch and sat back with a huff. She even crossed her arms over her chest to emphasize her reluctance towards his intentions.
Sesshoumaru was greatly amused by her antics, and was about to let her know he would reconsider displaying the painting in the middle of the room when he heard his phone ring.
Since it was a Sunday, and that she was usually the only one to call him on his private line, Kagura was curious to find out who it could be. She decided to put on hold their little standoff for the moment.
ÒSesshoumaru Tashio.Ó He spoke as soon as he flipped open the device.
ÒMister Tashio, I am sorry to disturb you on a weekend, but this is important.Ó
ÒWho is this?Ó Since Sesshoumaru did not recognize the voice, his curiosity was picked as well.
ÒForgive my lack of manners. My name is Shiyounin Katsuyama, and I wish to make you an offer you cannot turn down.Ó
To be continuedÉ
A/N: I apologize if there are any typos, I did not have as much time to clean up and review this chapter. I will do better next time, and try not to make you wait as long either. Well about the story, who is calling and why? We will see next time in Suggestion Corner.