InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Secret Lovers ❯ Suggestion Corner ( Chapter 21 )
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By: saphira404 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.17.2013 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.4K | Visits: 299 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.17.2013 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.4K | Visits: 299 | Status: Work In Progress
Part 21: Suggestion Corner
A/N: I tried so hard to have this up as a Valentine’s Day gift, but life and school got in the way. I tried to have this up asap, and I apologize for the long wait.
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“Talking”
'Thoughts'
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.
“Sesshoumaru Tashio.” He spoke as soon as he flipped open the device.
“Mister Tashio, I am sorry to disturb you on a weekend, but this is important.”
“Who is this?” Since Sesshoumaru did not recognize the voice, his curiosity was picked as well.
“Forgive my lack of manners. My name is Shiyounin Katsuyama, and I wish to make you an offer you cannot turn down.”
“How did you get this number?” The man on the other line was surprised by Sesshoumaru’s question. The last thing he would have expected was to be interrogated before he had a chance to explain the reason behind his call.
“Well…” It took Shiyounin a minute to regain his composure. “I was present at the journalistic convention, and saw the award ceremony. I was so impressed by your win, and your acceptance speech that I inquired about you. I then had the pleasure to get one of your business cards from a mutual acquaintance.”
While Sesshoumaru was tempted to point out that his personal cell phone number was not displayed on his business cards, he decided against it, as he was curious about what the stranger could want from him. A light touch on his shoulder caught his attention. He turned around and saw none other than Kagura with a puzzled expression on her face. As soon as he saw her open her mouth, he placed a finger against her pouting lips. He knew all too well that she was going to try to get his attention, but he needed to focus on the present conversation.
“What is it you wished from me?” Sesshoumaru delved right into the matter even as his girlfriend swat away his hand from her face. By the glare she was sending him, he knew she was none too pleased with his treatment of her, and that there would be hell to pay later on. Her nose held high in the air, the young woman headed back towards the couch, and sat on it after letting out a loud huffing sound of discontent. If he had not been busy, Sesshoumaru would have loved to wipe away her pout with a few well-placed kisses. He just could not help but find her cute when she was displeased.
“Actually, my proposal is of a business nature, and I feel it would be best to discuss it in more detail in person rather than on the phone.”
“You called my personal number in order to set up a meeting so that we can discuss a proposal you have for me?” Sesshoumaru summarized the puzzling situation. While his journalistic instinct and curiosity were pushing him to get to the bottom of things, the more cautious part of him was urging him to end the conversation right then and there.
‘Something definitely is not adding up here, but I cannot help but want to find out who this Katsuyama person is, or what exactly he could offer me that would be so tempting…’ Sesshoumaru thought to himself as he debated whether or not to agree to meet with the other man.
“Well…” Shiyounin paused, taken aback by the younger journalist’s succinct words. “Actually, yes. That is what I wish… I do however should say that my proposal revolves around making your present professional position better.”
“What makes you believe I could ever be interested in leaving my current employment?” Sesshoumaru had momentarily forgotten that his lover and co-worker was sitting just a few feet away, but the gasp of shock she let out let him know that she was listening to the conversation. Even if the thought had often crossed Sesshoumaru’s mind, now that he and Kagura’s relationship had progressed this far, he was not sure if leaving Shikon magazine would be in his best interest.
Since Shiyounin was not about to reveal the inspiration behind his request, he briefly closed his hazel eyes, and took a calming breath before answering. “You are of course not in any obligation to accept my offer. But I should say that if I were you, I would not want to reject it before you have even heard of it completely.”
“And in order to hear about it, I have to meet with you?”
“That would indeed be preferable.” Shiyounin grumbled. The situation was starting to get on his nerves. He had expected for Sesshoumaru to jump at the chance of meeting with him, and hearing about his offer. Had he been honest, it was also a sore point for him that the younger journalist did not seem to recognize his name. ‘That kid should be honored that I went through the trouble of calling him myself. I should have done as usual and let my secretary handle this; I really do not have time for such nonsense.’ He also knew that his trusted ally was the one better suited for handling a delicate situation such as the one he found himself in. He wanted to attract Sesshoumaru, while not saying too much so as to entice him to meet in person. Once face-to-face, he was sure he would be able to sway the younger man better.
“Alright, I can agree to one meeting.”
“Fantastic!” Shiyounin exclaimed, relief clear in his voice. For a minute he feared Sesshoumaru’s reluctance would make his plan fail, which considering the situation he was in was not an option. “You could come to my office first thing tomorrow morning. I know it’s short notice, but I am so looking forward to talking in person.”
“I could agree to that.” While meeting so early would mean for him to reshuffle some previous appointments, Sesshoumaru still gave his consent. ‘At least I will find out what he wants from me soon enough.’
“Let’s say nine. My office is at the top of the Chougi tower downtown.” Even as he finalized the details, Shiyounin’s mind was already drifting to the phone call he was to make next. ‘He will certainly be glad to know things are moving along. I just hope that this will absolve my debt.’
As impressive as learning the location of the other man’s place of business was, Sesshoumaru did not let his voice betray any emotions. “I will see you tomorrow then.” Without further ado, he clasped his phone shut and cut off the communication. His mind still in turmoil, he walked towards Kagura, and sat next to her on the couch. She had picked up a past issue of Shikon Magazine, and was browsing through it with a neutral expression on her face. He waited for her to ask him about the previous exchange, but she kept her mouth clamped tight. The young man waited for another minute before finally breaking the silence.
“Was there something you wished to ask me about?” He asked as casually as possible. He knew his lover too well, and was sure she was secretly burning with curiosity, even if she was hiding it well.
For a fraction of a second, Kagura thought about giving in and admitting how curious she was to find out what the whole conversation had been about, but she managed to hold her tongue. He averted her crimson eyes away from him to focus her attention on the magazine she was still holding.
“Suit yourself.” Sesshoumaru was clearly amused by her attempt of a silent treatment, even if deep down he knew she would not be able to hold on too long. He stood up and went over to one of the boxes freshly brought from his apartment. and started to methodically unpack it of its contents. He could feel Kagura’s gaze burning a hole through his back as he tidily placed some of his books on her bookshelf, but he had no intention of humoring her. After all his ability to keep silent had earned him the nickname of ‘ice king’.
“Oh alright!” Kagura sighed before discarding the magazine she had been half-heartedly reading. She hated that she played so easily into his hands. “Come on, tell me who that was on the phone, and what they wanted with you.”
Sesshoumaru put away one last book before turning towards her. “If I understood correctly, it seems that I may be offered a job tomorrow.”
“A new job? Where? Doing what?”
A thoughtful expression crossed his face before he decided to answer her question. “Actually I was not told. I am meeting a man named Katsuyama at his office to hear details about his proposal.”
At the mention of the man’s name, Kagura jumped to her feet. “You were just talking to Katsuyama? As in Shiyounin Katsuyama?!”
“I believe that was his name. Do you know him?” He asked surprised by the astonished expression pasted on her face.
“I do, and so should you! After all he’s only the part owner of one of the biggest media conglomerates in the country. He owns shares in a bunch of magazines and newspapers including Sengoku Today! I can’t believe you didn’t know that.” She had to admit that she was shocked that a journalist as smart and talented as Sesshoumaru wouldn’t have known about Katuyama and his involvement with Shikon Magazine’s biggest competition. “So anyways, you agreed with a meeting with him without even knowing who he was? What a surprise, it seems that just like any lowly human, you too have emotions just like curiosity.” She chuckled at her own joke.
Sesshoumaru had been taken aback by Kagura’s revelation. Even if Katsuyama’s name had seemed familiar, he had failed to connect all the dots. Now, his curiosity was piqued more than ever. The one thing that surprised him more than anything was that Kagura did not seem upset at the idea of him being potentially offered a position at a rival magazine.
“How would you feel if I left Shikon Magazine to work somewhere else?” Ever since he had worked on the Miko Powder piece, Sesshoumaru had to admit that he had reawakened his love for investigative journalism, and discovered his lack of passion for his present professional position. During university and his first positions, that had been his specialty, but the had mostly focused on fluffier pieces since he had started at Shikon Magazine. ‘Writing about a lantern festival in the country is definitely not as thrilling as investigating a drug ring on the Edo campus.’
Kagura scrunched up her face as she thought the matter over. “It would be fine. We now live together, and working together too might be overkill. So, having different working places might actually be a good thing.” She of course did not voice the feelings she had deep down. A small part of her relished the idea of becoming the sole editor at the helm of Shikon. ‘If Sesshoumaru leaves, Naraku would have no choice but to acknowledge me as the one who should take over the magazine.’
Sesshoumaru noticed the brief guilty look in her eyes, but had no idea what it could be about. ‘Would she truly hate it if I was to work somewhere else? Then if that is so, why won’t she come out and admit it?’
“Besides, working for competing magazines might spice things up between us. I can think of a few ways we could make each other pay if the other’s circulation numbers or ad revenues are higher.” She quickly added since she did not want Sesshoumaru to think that she would rejoice at the idea of having him leave Shikon.
“Do you find things boring between us?” He asked arching an eyebrow.
“I never said that.” She walked towards him, swaying her hips seductively. “Now, stop putting words in my mouth, and kiss me.” She looped her arms around his neck, and pressed her body flush against his. It took him less than a heartbeat to comply. Their lips crashed into a searing kiss, and their tongues tangled in a sensual battle.
As much as he hated it, he could not help but break their lip lock before things took a more serious turn. “I should finish unpacking, and you should be preparing for your interview tomorrow.” He did his best not to let his reluctance show in his voice.
Kagura who had not relinquished her hold on him made a grimace. She wondered how he could still be thinking about that when all she wanted at the moment was to drag him over to their bed. ‘We do have to christen the bed. It’s not just going to be mine anymore. I can actually now say “our” bed.’ She thought to herself before adding aloud. “Screw that… or rather screw you. I can think of much more entertaining things to do.”
Sesshoumaru was not shocked anymore by Kagura’s bold tongue. To his own surprise, he was even now starting to enjoy it. “I am tempted to agree.” He said before jumping into action. Kagura squealed in surprise when he unexpectedly hoisted her into his arms. He cradled her effortlessly into his arms, and walked down the corridor towards which was now officially their common bedroom. Even if it occurred to both of them that he was carrying her as a newly wed husband would his bride over the threshold, neither dared voice the words for fear of the implication they might provoke.
‘That will be a conversation for another time.’ He thought to himself with a small smirk as he deposited Kagura on the bed. In a fraction of a second, she had her arms around his neck again, and their lips fastened in a kiss. No words were to be spoken for a long time in their room.
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‘He looks so adorable when he’s asleep.’ Kagura thought with a smile on her lips as she leaned over to press a feather light kiss on her slumbering lover’s lips. Due to his demanding schedule, Oshiko Shigeno had only been able to fit her before the beginning of his day. This explained why the young journalist had no choice but to wake up at the crack of dawn. ‘At least he had the decency to invite me over for breakfast.’ She thought stifling a yawn. Without further ado, she tip-toed outside of their bedroom, a smile on her lips as she saw their clothes littering the bedroom floor. In their frenzy of the previous evening, they had thrown their garnments all over the room without a concern for where they would land. They had then spent the best part of the night in bed, only taking a break to scavenge something from the fridge before falling into a deep sleep. The old Sesshoumaru, she knew would never have been able to fall asleep as long as he knew that there were things to put away and tidy up.
‘Guess I’m having a bad influence on him.’ Stifling a curse when she noticed she was running late, she quickly grabbed her jacket, purse and keys and ran down to her parking spot. While it was still surprising to see Sesshoumaru’s own vehicle taking permanent residence in the second spot allocated to her condo, she had to admit that she quite liked the idea of them sharing everything.
‘I may have been reluctant about moving in together at first, but I could certainly get used to more nights like yesterday… Don’t know what was up with Sesshoumaru, but he was insatiable. I just hope it wasn’t the prospect of being professionally separated form me that gave him so much energy.’ Kagura reflected on her lover’s ravenous appetite for her as she cruised down the empty streets. ‘He’s just lucky that he doesn’t have to be up this early… ’ While a part of her knew that she should have been more professional, and planned for her interview, she could not regret deciding to spend the time in bed with Sesshoumaru instead; it had been the perfect celebration to mark them moving in together.
Even as she drove up the street where Oshiko lived, she could not suppress a nagging feeling. She simply could not understand why to this day Sesshoumaru had not yet confronted her about not having told Naraku about their relationship. She had even gone as far as to bribe the HR people not to reveal to anyone that Sesshoumaru had updated his address in his file. It had cost her more concessions on the party budget, but she felt as if it was worth it. ‘Then again, if Sesshoumaru takes the job offered by Katsuyama, I won’t have to worry about telling Naraku for some more time…’ She hated her cowardly behavior, but could not help but dread the idea of telling her father about her involvement with his precious Sesshoumaru. With a small shake of her head, she pushed all thoughts about her relationships with Sesshoumaru and Naraku, and decided to focus once more on work. She advanced her car to the large wrought iron gate, and had to lean out the window to press the intercom button.
“How can I help you?” A stern female voice came from the other side of the metal box.
“Kagura Jiyuu from Shikon Magazine here for an interview with Mr. Shigeno.” She could not help but push the feeling that she had to justify herself for pulling up to the impressive mansion. “He’s expecting me.”
“You are late.” The crisp feminine voice said, reproach clear in her voice.
Kagura averted her gaze from the intercom to look at the dashboard. She rolled her eyes in annoyance at seeing she was indeed one and a half minute late. Before answering, Kagura had to repress the urge to point out that Oshiko should be happy to have managed to make her agree to show up this early in the morning. “Sorry about that. I am however sure that Mr. Shigeno would appreciate me not making him wait any longer.”
With one last resonating huff, the communication was cut even as the large iron gate opened to let her car in. As she drove up towards the luxurious mansion, Kagura could not help but wonder about who the mysterious Oshiko Shigeno was. She knew that his parents were filthy rich, and that his father was a valued member of the prime minister’s cabinet, which in her eyes explained why Naraku was so eager to get closer to the Shigeno family. Up to this point, Kagura had only exchanged a few emails with Oshiko and his assistant as he had been too busy for a mere phone call. She couldn’t quite pinpoint why, but she had a weird feeling about the guy. ‘Must be the obnoxious smirk he has on all his pictures I saw online.’
Even a she prepared herself to park her car, Kagura heard her phone ring. She cursed as she did not want to find out what would happen if she was late one more minute. Just as she was about to shut off her phone’s ringtone, she saw who was calling, and her heart beat picked up. Her younger sister had never been a morning person, so seeing her call this early in the day made Kagura uneasy. Now that the baby’s due date was almost upon them, she could not help but be worried for her sister.
‘I just hope she hasn’t gone in early labor…’ She thought remembering all too well that with both Hakudoushi and Akago Kanna had given birth weeks early. It was a common joke between the two Jiyuu sisters that the two boys had been too energetic to be caged in.
‘Damn that Shigeno kid, he can wait.’ Kagura thought even as she flicked her phone opened to answer. “Kanna, what’s wrong?”
“Why do you assume something is wrong?” The younger sister asked with surprise. “You mentioned you had to work early today, so I thought that I could talk to you while Yukiyo still snores. The baby woke me up two hours ago, and I can’t seem to be able to go back to sleep.”
Kagura groaned even as her crimson eyes saw the time on her dashboard show that two minutes had just gone by since her encounter with the female voiced gatekeeper.
“Kanna, you know I would love to chat, but I am just meeting with that Shigeno guy right now. You have les than a minute to let me know what’s up.”
Even if Kanna was put off by her sister’s words, she had learned long ago that interfering with Kagura and her job was not a good idea. “Well, I just thought you could come with me to do some last minute shopping. I figure it might be good practice for you to find out all about the needs of a newborn. I’m sure it will come in handy really soon.”
The older woman rolled her eyes in annoyance. Ever since Kanna had found out Sesshoumaru and Kagura were moving together, she had tried on several occasions to offer hints about her wish to see her sister settled with the silver haired man once and for all. Not only had she and Yukiyo invited the couple over for dinner once more, but she had given them a gift card for a large furniture store to commemorate their decision to live together. She had gone as far as calling it a prelude to their wedding registry.
“Kanna,” Kagura did her best to mask her irritation. “Sesshoumaru and I are not getting married nor having a baby any time soon, so you can spare me your little fantasies. Now, I really have to go.” It was in moments such as these that Kagura was happy she had not told her sister about the pact she and Sesshoumaru had made on the roof of Shikon Magazine several months ago.
“But…” The white haired Jiyuu sister started protesting, only to be shut down.
“But, nothing. Love you, bye!” Without any other words, Kagura cut off the communication, and exited her car. Her professional bag in tow, she ran up the few stair steps, but before she had a chance to ring the bell, the door was thrown opened.
“Took you long enough.” Kagura was surprised to see a young and attractive woman open the door in front of her. She recognized the voice as belonging to the woman who had buzzed her in earlier, but she could not reconcile it with the image of an old dragon-like lady she had been expecting.
“Mr. Shigeno is waiting for you in the formal dining room.” Without offering any more explanation, the servant dressed in sober grey turned around, and disappeared down a corridor.
Kagura followed behind her as quickly as she could. The closer she came to meeting the mysterious Oshiko, the more she was convinced this was a bad idea. ‘Then again, I should just get over this, make Naraku happy, and go in to the office. I can’t wait for Sesshoumaru to let me know how his meeting with Katsuyama went.’
“Ah, you must be Kagura. I am happy you agreed to meet me in this much more relaxed atmosphere.” The mention of her name caught her attention. It was then that Kagura noticed that she was now inside an impressive dining hall. At the end of the ten sitter table was a man she had only seen in pictures before.
“Come seat please. I will have my people start serving breakfast. I hope you like eggs.” Oshiko’s handsome face displayed a dazzling smile, which Kagura was sure had caused many female hearts to flutter in the past. She was however completely immune to his charm. There was just something about his easy smile, expensive haircut and designer suit that she didn’t like.
‘Doesn’t matter if I like him or not. I’m a professional, and I need to act like it.’ She thought to herself as she walked towards the seat Oshiko had pointed to; the one right next to him.
“I hope Keiko didn’t annoy you too much. She’s a bit protective of me; especially when it comes to beautiful women coming too close to me.” He added once Kagura was settled next to him. “Aren’t you, Keiko?”
“Young master, we all love you and want the best for you.” After a deep bow the young woman disappeared back into one of the corridors of the mansion.
“She is definitely dedicated…” Kagura could not help but remark. The intensity in the eyes of Keiko had left her feeling even more uneasy.
Oshiko chuckled at her comment. “Well she has been with my family as long as I can remember. Her parents work over at the big house for my parents. Even her grandparents were our employees. I guess you could say she was born to serve me.”
While the young man exploded in laughter at his own joke, Kagura did her best to mask her frown. She was not at all amused by his disparaging comments, but knew she did not want to upset him lest Naraku give her another earful.
‘Just need to get over this damn portrait interview, then I can be out of here and never see that jerk again.’ She fished out her notebook from her purse, and uncapped her pen. ‘I have a list of questions to go through, then I can get the hell out of here.’
“Before we get interrupted by my servants, I would like to greet you properly. Keiko distracted me from doing this.” Before Kagura had the chance to protest, he took the hand she had left resting on the table, and brought it to his lips. He methodically pressed a kiss to each of her knuckles. While she may at first have been too surprised to react, she quickly tried to take back her hand. However his hold was too strong to allow her to do so.
“Now I feel as if we are getting acquainted.” For good measure he ran his thumb over the sensitive part of her inner wrist before letting her go. “Now, you can start asking your questions while Keiko brings in our food.
Kagura counted to ten in her head before opening her notebook to the page where she had scribbled down a few pointers before Sesshoumaru had distracted her. ‘This is going to be a long morning.’
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Sesshoumaru looked up at the high skyscraper in front of him; he knew the office he was to visit was located on the highest floor. He had woken up not long after Kagura had left the condo, and had taken the time to do some research about Shiyounin Katsuyama. He had found out about the man’s background and vast hand in the inner workings of the media industry. This had however not alleviated his suspicions about the other man’s motives. ‘Kagura seemed excited about this job offer, but I can’t help but feel as if something doesn’t add up.’ Instead of voicing his suspicious feelings to his girlfriend, he had turned to the internet for some answers once she had left.
His brief research had shown him how much more important Katsuyama’s influence was in the industry than he had expected. ’I really don’t see what exactly he could want me for. All the magazines he has a hand in are doing quite well, so I don’t see why he would be interested in hiring me.’ With these last thoughts, Sesshoumaru headed towards the main entrance of the building. To his surprise despite the many security check points, he had not encountered any obstacles, and soon enough he was seating outside of Shiyounin’s office, waiting for the older man’s secretary to take him inside.
“Mr. Katsuyama is ready for you wherever you are.” The grey haired older woman with a kind smile let Sesshoumaru know as she stepped out of her boss’s office. As an illustration to her words, she let the door wide opened before disappearing noiselessly.
Without further ado, Sesshoumaru stood up from the leather armchair, and walked towards the office of the mysterious Shiyounin Katsuyama.
“Ah Sesshoumaru Tashio!” An older man sat up from behind desk, and his hazel eyes bore straight into the younger man’s golden gaze as he walked towards him. “Just the man I was waiting for. I am glad you could make it on such short notice.” Shiyounin took Sesshoumaru’s hand in his, and pumped it in an energetic handshake. “Come in and have a seat.”
The Shikon Magazine co-editor was taken by surprise by the warm welcome he had received so far. His amber gaze roamed quickly over the room, and his trained eyes saw obviously expensive pieces of artwork hung on the wall, but also framed diplomas for not only Edo University but also Haitateki high school.
“I believe we have an alma mater in common. I have to admit that I always have had a soft spot for people who have attended the same schools as I have. Now, why don’t we have a seat, and get down to business?”
Sesshoumaru knew the older man was referring to them both attending the local university, but the one thing that had caught his attention was where Shiyounin had gone to high school. ‘I don’t know why, but that place sounds familiar.’ He knew that the school was known to be exclusive, and catered to the children of the rich and powerful of the city. Admittance was only possible through referral by two alumni. Then it suddenly came to him. ‘That was the school father wanted me to attend. At least he gave up on the idea after mother died.’ Still sore about the recent developments in his relationship with his father, he decided to simply push this information to the back of his mind. Following his host’s invitation, he took a seat in one of the comfortable chairs facing the desk.
“I will cut to the chase. I want you to come work for me. I’ve looked at the numbers, and I have to admit that the way you’ve been running Shikon Magazine is simply astounding. I’ve spoken with my business partners, and I want you to take over the direction of the offshoot of Musahi Weekly.”
Sesshoumaru arched an eyebrow in surprise. Musahi Weekly was an institution. The number of subscribers to the magazine dwarfed Shikon’s monthly circulation numbers.
One word had however stuck out to Sesshoumaru. “Offshoot?”
‘Got him!’ Shiyounin thought to himself before adding aloud with a broad grin. “Yes, we are launching a new magazine. While our readership is still strong, we decided to offer a new platform to our readers. A monthly online magazine, and I believe you would be the perfect man to be in charge.” Without bothering to offer any more information, he slid a piece of paper over the desk towards the younger man.
Sesshoumaru leaned slightly forward to scan the written words. Even though his outward reaction may not show it, Sesshoumaru was impressed by the salary offer scribbled down on the paper; it was almost double what he made at Shikon magazine. “Why me?”
Shiyounin seemed uncomfortable by the unexpected inquiry, which in turn made Sesshoumaru even more suspicious. ‘This is simply too good to be true. I know something is up and I intend to get to the bottom of things.’
“I told you, I’ve followed your career for a while, and I have been very impressed by your work. Now, what do you say? Are we in business? ” As usual Shiyounin was expecting a quick answer. He was a busy man, and he did not wish to waste any more time speaking with the younger man. ‘All he has to do is agree to sign off on this, and my debt will be cleared.’ The prospect of finally clearing out his affairs made his pale eyes shine in anticipation.
“I will think about it.” Sesshoumaru’s succinct words broke through the thoughts of the older man.
“What?!” Katsuyama expressed disbelief. “Well, I was expecting an answer today. This is not an offer you…”
“Unless you wish me to turn it down, I will need time to reflect on this.”
Shiyounin contained his annoyance, and plastered as bright a smile as he could. “Of course I understand that you will need time to get things in order. Moving isn’t always an easy decision.”
“Moving?” Sesshoumaru echoed.
“Well, yes. Didn’t you read the information I just handed to you? The position isn’t based out of here. You would have to work from the Musahi country office, but it’s not that bad; the place is only a five hours drive from here.”
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“Well that does it. I think I have all I could need to write a flattering portrait of you.” As soon as the words left Kagura’s mouth, she stood up. She had tried to go through the questions as quickly as possible. She did not intend to stay one minute longer than need be in Oshiko’s presence. From the moment she had stepped into the room she had been made uncomfortable by the young man’s gaze.
‘The way he looks at me is just plain creepy. He makes me feel like a juicy piece of steak, and he’s a hungry wolf.’ She had not even tried any of the food offered by the army of well-trained servants who had paraded through the room. She could tell her reluctance to be a good guest got on Oshiko’s nerves, but she did not care one bit.
“Well, if we’re done here, then I propose we move things along then.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I am going to the office, and I don’t know what you’re going to do, nor do I care. My job is done, and I will be taking my leave. Expect to see the article published in the next issue of Shikon. ” Having said her piece, she tried to take a step away from the table, but the young man moved quicker and took a hold of her arm. Her struggles and attempts to break free only caused him to strengthen his hold; hi fingers mercilessly digging in her soft skin.
“I tried to be a gentleman about this, but if you prefer the hard way, I am more than willing to give it to you.” With these ominous words, he leaned his head forward, and pressed his lips to hers in a harsh kiss.
To be continued…
A/N: Dun dun dun! What situation has Kagura found herself in, and how will things work out between her and Oshiko? Will Sesshy take the tempting offer? Let’s see next time. The next installment will be named Plagiarism. I will try to have it posted as soon as I can. Until then much love!
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“Talking”
'Thoughts'
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.
“Sesshoumaru Tashio.” He spoke as soon as he flipped open the device.
“Mister Tashio, I am sorry to disturb you on a weekend, but this is important.”
“Who is this?” Since Sesshoumaru did not recognize the voice, his curiosity was picked as well.
“Forgive my lack of manners. My name is Shiyounin Katsuyama, and I wish to make you an offer you cannot turn down.”
“How did you get this number?” The man on the other line was surprised by Sesshoumaru’s question. The last thing he would have expected was to be interrogated before he had a chance to explain the reason behind his call.
“Well…” It took Shiyounin a minute to regain his composure. “I was present at the journalistic convention, and saw the award ceremony. I was so impressed by your win, and your acceptance speech that I inquired about you. I then had the pleasure to get one of your business cards from a mutual acquaintance.”
While Sesshoumaru was tempted to point out that his personal cell phone number was not displayed on his business cards, he decided against it, as he was curious about what the stranger could want from him. A light touch on his shoulder caught his attention. He turned around and saw none other than Kagura with a puzzled expression on her face. As soon as he saw her open her mouth, he placed a finger against her pouting lips. He knew all too well that she was going to try to get his attention, but he needed to focus on the present conversation.
“What is it you wished from me?” Sesshoumaru delved right into the matter even as his girlfriend swat away his hand from her face. By the glare she was sending him, he knew she was none too pleased with his treatment of her, and that there would be hell to pay later on. Her nose held high in the air, the young woman headed back towards the couch, and sat on it after letting out a loud huffing sound of discontent. If he had not been busy, Sesshoumaru would have loved to wipe away her pout with a few well-placed kisses. He just could not help but find her cute when she was displeased.
“Actually, my proposal is of a business nature, and I feel it would be best to discuss it in more detail in person rather than on the phone.”
“You called my personal number in order to set up a meeting so that we can discuss a proposal you have for me?” Sesshoumaru summarized the puzzling situation. While his journalistic instinct and curiosity were pushing him to get to the bottom of things, the more cautious part of him was urging him to end the conversation right then and there.
‘Something definitely is not adding up here, but I cannot help but want to find out who this Katsuyama person is, or what exactly he could offer me that would be so tempting…’ Sesshoumaru thought to himself as he debated whether or not to agree to meet with the other man.
“Well…” Shiyounin paused, taken aback by the younger journalist’s succinct words. “Actually, yes. That is what I wish… I do however should say that my proposal revolves around making your present professional position better.”
“What makes you believe I could ever be interested in leaving my current employment?” Sesshoumaru had momentarily forgotten that his lover and co-worker was sitting just a few feet away, but the gasp of shock she let out let him know that she was listening to the conversation. Even if the thought had often crossed Sesshoumaru’s mind, now that he and Kagura’s relationship had progressed this far, he was not sure if leaving Shikon magazine would be in his best interest.
Since Shiyounin was not about to reveal the inspiration behind his request, he briefly closed his hazel eyes, and took a calming breath before answering. “You are of course not in any obligation to accept my offer. But I should say that if I were you, I would not want to reject it before you have even heard of it completely.”
“And in order to hear about it, I have to meet with you?”
“That would indeed be preferable.” Shiyounin grumbled. The situation was starting to get on his nerves. He had expected for Sesshoumaru to jump at the chance of meeting with him, and hearing about his offer. Had he been honest, it was also a sore point for him that the younger journalist did not seem to recognize his name. ‘That kid should be honored that I went through the trouble of calling him myself. I should have done as usual and let my secretary handle this; I really do not have time for such nonsense.’ He also knew that his trusted ally was the one better suited for handling a delicate situation such as the one he found himself in. He wanted to attract Sesshoumaru, while not saying too much so as to entice him to meet in person. Once face-to-face, he was sure he would be able to sway the younger man better.
“Alright, I can agree to one meeting.”
“Fantastic!” Shiyounin exclaimed, relief clear in his voice. For a minute he feared Sesshoumaru’s reluctance would make his plan fail, which considering the situation he was in was not an option. “You could come to my office first thing tomorrow morning. I know it’s short notice, but I am so looking forward to talking in person.”
“I could agree to that.” While meeting so early would mean for him to reshuffle some previous appointments, Sesshoumaru still gave his consent. ‘At least I will find out what he wants from me soon enough.’
“Let’s say nine. My office is at the top of the Chougi tower downtown.” Even as he finalized the details, Shiyounin’s mind was already drifting to the phone call he was to make next. ‘He will certainly be glad to know things are moving along. I just hope that this will absolve my debt.’
As impressive as learning the location of the other man’s place of business was, Sesshoumaru did not let his voice betray any emotions. “I will see you tomorrow then.” Without further ado, he clasped his phone shut and cut off the communication. His mind still in turmoil, he walked towards Kagura, and sat next to her on the couch. She had picked up a past issue of Shikon Magazine, and was browsing through it with a neutral expression on her face. He waited for her to ask him about the previous exchange, but she kept her mouth clamped tight. The young man waited for another minute before finally breaking the silence.
“Was there something you wished to ask me about?” He asked as casually as possible. He knew his lover too well, and was sure she was secretly burning with curiosity, even if she was hiding it well.
For a fraction of a second, Kagura thought about giving in and admitting how curious she was to find out what the whole conversation had been about, but she managed to hold her tongue. He averted her crimson eyes away from him to focus her attention on the magazine she was still holding.
“Suit yourself.” Sesshoumaru was clearly amused by her attempt of a silent treatment, even if deep down he knew she would not be able to hold on too long. He stood up and went over to one of the boxes freshly brought from his apartment. and started to methodically unpack it of its contents. He could feel Kagura’s gaze burning a hole through his back as he tidily placed some of his books on her bookshelf, but he had no intention of humoring her. After all his ability to keep silent had earned him the nickname of ‘ice king’.
“Oh alright!” Kagura sighed before discarding the magazine she had been half-heartedly reading. She hated that she played so easily into his hands. “Come on, tell me who that was on the phone, and what they wanted with you.”
Sesshoumaru put away one last book before turning towards her. “If I understood correctly, it seems that I may be offered a job tomorrow.”
“A new job? Where? Doing what?”
A thoughtful expression crossed his face before he decided to answer her question. “Actually I was not told. I am meeting a man named Katsuyama at his office to hear details about his proposal.”
At the mention of the man’s name, Kagura jumped to her feet. “You were just talking to Katsuyama? As in Shiyounin Katsuyama?!”
“I believe that was his name. Do you know him?” He asked surprised by the astonished expression pasted on her face.
“I do, and so should you! After all he’s only the part owner of one of the biggest media conglomerates in the country. He owns shares in a bunch of magazines and newspapers including Sengoku Today! I can’t believe you didn’t know that.” She had to admit that she was shocked that a journalist as smart and talented as Sesshoumaru wouldn’t have known about Katuyama and his involvement with Shikon Magazine’s biggest competition. “So anyways, you agreed with a meeting with him without even knowing who he was? What a surprise, it seems that just like any lowly human, you too have emotions just like curiosity.” She chuckled at her own joke.
Sesshoumaru had been taken aback by Kagura’s revelation. Even if Katsuyama’s name had seemed familiar, he had failed to connect all the dots. Now, his curiosity was piqued more than ever. The one thing that surprised him more than anything was that Kagura did not seem upset at the idea of him being potentially offered a position at a rival magazine.
“How would you feel if I left Shikon Magazine to work somewhere else?” Ever since he had worked on the Miko Powder piece, Sesshoumaru had to admit that he had reawakened his love for investigative journalism, and discovered his lack of passion for his present professional position. During university and his first positions, that had been his specialty, but the had mostly focused on fluffier pieces since he had started at Shikon Magazine. ‘Writing about a lantern festival in the country is definitely not as thrilling as investigating a drug ring on the Edo campus.’
Kagura scrunched up her face as she thought the matter over. “It would be fine. We now live together, and working together too might be overkill. So, having different working places might actually be a good thing.” She of course did not voice the feelings she had deep down. A small part of her relished the idea of becoming the sole editor at the helm of Shikon. ‘If Sesshoumaru leaves, Naraku would have no choice but to acknowledge me as the one who should take over the magazine.’
Sesshoumaru noticed the brief guilty look in her eyes, but had no idea what it could be about. ‘Would she truly hate it if I was to work somewhere else? Then if that is so, why won’t she come out and admit it?’
“Besides, working for competing magazines might spice things up between us. I can think of a few ways we could make each other pay if the other’s circulation numbers or ad revenues are higher.” She quickly added since she did not want Sesshoumaru to think that she would rejoice at the idea of having him leave Shikon.
“Do you find things boring between us?” He asked arching an eyebrow.
“I never said that.” She walked towards him, swaying her hips seductively. “Now, stop putting words in my mouth, and kiss me.” She looped her arms around his neck, and pressed her body flush against his. It took him less than a heartbeat to comply. Their lips crashed into a searing kiss, and their tongues tangled in a sensual battle.
As much as he hated it, he could not help but break their lip lock before things took a more serious turn. “I should finish unpacking, and you should be preparing for your interview tomorrow.” He did his best not to let his reluctance show in his voice.
Kagura who had not relinquished her hold on him made a grimace. She wondered how he could still be thinking about that when all she wanted at the moment was to drag him over to their bed. ‘We do have to christen the bed. It’s not just going to be mine anymore. I can actually now say “our” bed.’ She thought to herself before adding aloud. “Screw that… or rather screw you. I can think of much more entertaining things to do.”
Sesshoumaru was not shocked anymore by Kagura’s bold tongue. To his own surprise, he was even now starting to enjoy it. “I am tempted to agree.” He said before jumping into action. Kagura squealed in surprise when he unexpectedly hoisted her into his arms. He cradled her effortlessly into his arms, and walked down the corridor towards which was now officially their common bedroom. Even if it occurred to both of them that he was carrying her as a newly wed husband would his bride over the threshold, neither dared voice the words for fear of the implication they might provoke.
‘That will be a conversation for another time.’ He thought to himself with a small smirk as he deposited Kagura on the bed. In a fraction of a second, she had her arms around his neck again, and their lips fastened in a kiss. No words were to be spoken for a long time in their room.
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‘He looks so adorable when he’s asleep.’ Kagura thought with a smile on her lips as she leaned over to press a feather light kiss on her slumbering lover’s lips. Due to his demanding schedule, Oshiko Shigeno had only been able to fit her before the beginning of his day. This explained why the young journalist had no choice but to wake up at the crack of dawn. ‘At least he had the decency to invite me over for breakfast.’ She thought stifling a yawn. Without further ado, she tip-toed outside of their bedroom, a smile on her lips as she saw their clothes littering the bedroom floor. In their frenzy of the previous evening, they had thrown their garnments all over the room without a concern for where they would land. They had then spent the best part of the night in bed, only taking a break to scavenge something from the fridge before falling into a deep sleep. The old Sesshoumaru, she knew would never have been able to fall asleep as long as he knew that there were things to put away and tidy up.
‘Guess I’m having a bad influence on him.’ Stifling a curse when she noticed she was running late, she quickly grabbed her jacket, purse and keys and ran down to her parking spot. While it was still surprising to see Sesshoumaru’s own vehicle taking permanent residence in the second spot allocated to her condo, she had to admit that she quite liked the idea of them sharing everything.
‘I may have been reluctant about moving in together at first, but I could certainly get used to more nights like yesterday… Don’t know what was up with Sesshoumaru, but he was insatiable. I just hope it wasn’t the prospect of being professionally separated form me that gave him so much energy.’ Kagura reflected on her lover’s ravenous appetite for her as she cruised down the empty streets. ‘He’s just lucky that he doesn’t have to be up this early… ’ While a part of her knew that she should have been more professional, and planned for her interview, she could not regret deciding to spend the time in bed with Sesshoumaru instead; it had been the perfect celebration to mark them moving in together.
Even as she drove up the street where Oshiko lived, she could not suppress a nagging feeling. She simply could not understand why to this day Sesshoumaru had not yet confronted her about not having told Naraku about their relationship. She had even gone as far as to bribe the HR people not to reveal to anyone that Sesshoumaru had updated his address in his file. It had cost her more concessions on the party budget, but she felt as if it was worth it. ‘Then again, if Sesshoumaru takes the job offered by Katsuyama, I won’t have to worry about telling Naraku for some more time…’ She hated her cowardly behavior, but could not help but dread the idea of telling her father about her involvement with his precious Sesshoumaru. With a small shake of her head, she pushed all thoughts about her relationships with Sesshoumaru and Naraku, and decided to focus once more on work. She advanced her car to the large wrought iron gate, and had to lean out the window to press the intercom button.
“How can I help you?” A stern female voice came from the other side of the metal box.
“Kagura Jiyuu from Shikon Magazine here for an interview with Mr. Shigeno.” She could not help but push the feeling that she had to justify herself for pulling up to the impressive mansion. “He’s expecting me.”
“You are late.” The crisp feminine voice said, reproach clear in her voice.
Kagura averted her gaze from the intercom to look at the dashboard. She rolled her eyes in annoyance at seeing she was indeed one and a half minute late. Before answering, Kagura had to repress the urge to point out that Oshiko should be happy to have managed to make her agree to show up this early in the morning. “Sorry about that. I am however sure that Mr. Shigeno would appreciate me not making him wait any longer.”
With one last resonating huff, the communication was cut even as the large iron gate opened to let her car in. As she drove up towards the luxurious mansion, Kagura could not help but wonder about who the mysterious Oshiko Shigeno was. She knew that his parents were filthy rich, and that his father was a valued member of the prime minister’s cabinet, which in her eyes explained why Naraku was so eager to get closer to the Shigeno family. Up to this point, Kagura had only exchanged a few emails with Oshiko and his assistant as he had been too busy for a mere phone call. She couldn’t quite pinpoint why, but she had a weird feeling about the guy. ‘Must be the obnoxious smirk he has on all his pictures I saw online.’
Even a she prepared herself to park her car, Kagura heard her phone ring. She cursed as she did not want to find out what would happen if she was late one more minute. Just as she was about to shut off her phone’s ringtone, she saw who was calling, and her heart beat picked up. Her younger sister had never been a morning person, so seeing her call this early in the day made Kagura uneasy. Now that the baby’s due date was almost upon them, she could not help but be worried for her sister.
‘I just hope she hasn’t gone in early labor…’ She thought remembering all too well that with both Hakudoushi and Akago Kanna had given birth weeks early. It was a common joke between the two Jiyuu sisters that the two boys had been too energetic to be caged in.
‘Damn that Shigeno kid, he can wait.’ Kagura thought even as she flicked her phone opened to answer. “Kanna, what’s wrong?”
“Why do you assume something is wrong?” The younger sister asked with surprise. “You mentioned you had to work early today, so I thought that I could talk to you while Yukiyo still snores. The baby woke me up two hours ago, and I can’t seem to be able to go back to sleep.”
Kagura groaned even as her crimson eyes saw the time on her dashboard show that two minutes had just gone by since her encounter with the female voiced gatekeeper.
“Kanna, you know I would love to chat, but I am just meeting with that Shigeno guy right now. You have les than a minute to let me know what’s up.”
Even if Kanna was put off by her sister’s words, she had learned long ago that interfering with Kagura and her job was not a good idea. “Well, I just thought you could come with me to do some last minute shopping. I figure it might be good practice for you to find out all about the needs of a newborn. I’m sure it will come in handy really soon.”
The older woman rolled her eyes in annoyance. Ever since Kanna had found out Sesshoumaru and Kagura were moving together, she had tried on several occasions to offer hints about her wish to see her sister settled with the silver haired man once and for all. Not only had she and Yukiyo invited the couple over for dinner once more, but she had given them a gift card for a large furniture store to commemorate their decision to live together. She had gone as far as calling it a prelude to their wedding registry.
“Kanna,” Kagura did her best to mask her irritation. “Sesshoumaru and I are not getting married nor having a baby any time soon, so you can spare me your little fantasies. Now, I really have to go.” It was in moments such as these that Kagura was happy she had not told her sister about the pact she and Sesshoumaru had made on the roof of Shikon Magazine several months ago.
“But…” The white haired Jiyuu sister started protesting, only to be shut down.
“But, nothing. Love you, bye!” Without any other words, Kagura cut off the communication, and exited her car. Her professional bag in tow, she ran up the few stair steps, but before she had a chance to ring the bell, the door was thrown opened.
“Took you long enough.” Kagura was surprised to see a young and attractive woman open the door in front of her. She recognized the voice as belonging to the woman who had buzzed her in earlier, but she could not reconcile it with the image of an old dragon-like lady she had been expecting.
“Mr. Shigeno is waiting for you in the formal dining room.” Without offering any more explanation, the servant dressed in sober grey turned around, and disappeared down a corridor.
Kagura followed behind her as quickly as she could. The closer she came to meeting the mysterious Oshiko, the more she was convinced this was a bad idea. ‘Then again, I should just get over this, make Naraku happy, and go in to the office. I can’t wait for Sesshoumaru to let me know how his meeting with Katsuyama went.’
“Ah, you must be Kagura. I am happy you agreed to meet me in this much more relaxed atmosphere.” The mention of her name caught her attention. It was then that Kagura noticed that she was now inside an impressive dining hall. At the end of the ten sitter table was a man she had only seen in pictures before.
“Come seat please. I will have my people start serving breakfast. I hope you like eggs.” Oshiko’s handsome face displayed a dazzling smile, which Kagura was sure had caused many female hearts to flutter in the past. She was however completely immune to his charm. There was just something about his easy smile, expensive haircut and designer suit that she didn’t like.
‘Doesn’t matter if I like him or not. I’m a professional, and I need to act like it.’ She thought to herself as she walked towards the seat Oshiko had pointed to; the one right next to him.
“I hope Keiko didn’t annoy you too much. She’s a bit protective of me; especially when it comes to beautiful women coming too close to me.” He added once Kagura was settled next to him. “Aren’t you, Keiko?”
“Young master, we all love you and want the best for you.” After a deep bow the young woman disappeared back into one of the corridors of the mansion.
“She is definitely dedicated…” Kagura could not help but remark. The intensity in the eyes of Keiko had left her feeling even more uneasy.
Oshiko chuckled at her comment. “Well she has been with my family as long as I can remember. Her parents work over at the big house for my parents. Even her grandparents were our employees. I guess you could say she was born to serve me.”
While the young man exploded in laughter at his own joke, Kagura did her best to mask her frown. She was not at all amused by his disparaging comments, but knew she did not want to upset him lest Naraku give her another earful.
‘Just need to get over this damn portrait interview, then I can be out of here and never see that jerk again.’ She fished out her notebook from her purse, and uncapped her pen. ‘I have a list of questions to go through, then I can get the hell out of here.’
“Before we get interrupted by my servants, I would like to greet you properly. Keiko distracted me from doing this.” Before Kagura had the chance to protest, he took the hand she had left resting on the table, and brought it to his lips. He methodically pressed a kiss to each of her knuckles. While she may at first have been too surprised to react, she quickly tried to take back her hand. However his hold was too strong to allow her to do so.
“Now I feel as if we are getting acquainted.” For good measure he ran his thumb over the sensitive part of her inner wrist before letting her go. “Now, you can start asking your questions while Keiko brings in our food.
Kagura counted to ten in her head before opening her notebook to the page where she had scribbled down a few pointers before Sesshoumaru had distracted her. ‘This is going to be a long morning.’
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Sesshoumaru looked up at the high skyscraper in front of him; he knew the office he was to visit was located on the highest floor. He had woken up not long after Kagura had left the condo, and had taken the time to do some research about Shiyounin Katsuyama. He had found out about the man’s background and vast hand in the inner workings of the media industry. This had however not alleviated his suspicions about the other man’s motives. ‘Kagura seemed excited about this job offer, but I can’t help but feel as if something doesn’t add up.’ Instead of voicing his suspicious feelings to his girlfriend, he had turned to the internet for some answers once she had left.
His brief research had shown him how much more important Katsuyama’s influence was in the industry than he had expected. ’I really don’t see what exactly he could want me for. All the magazines he has a hand in are doing quite well, so I don’t see why he would be interested in hiring me.’ With these last thoughts, Sesshoumaru headed towards the main entrance of the building. To his surprise despite the many security check points, he had not encountered any obstacles, and soon enough he was seating outside of Shiyounin’s office, waiting for the older man’s secretary to take him inside.
“Mr. Katsuyama is ready for you wherever you are.” The grey haired older woman with a kind smile let Sesshoumaru know as she stepped out of her boss’s office. As an illustration to her words, she let the door wide opened before disappearing noiselessly.
Without further ado, Sesshoumaru stood up from the leather armchair, and walked towards the office of the mysterious Shiyounin Katsuyama.
“Ah Sesshoumaru Tashio!” An older man sat up from behind desk, and his hazel eyes bore straight into the younger man’s golden gaze as he walked towards him. “Just the man I was waiting for. I am glad you could make it on such short notice.” Shiyounin took Sesshoumaru’s hand in his, and pumped it in an energetic handshake. “Come in and have a seat.”
The Shikon Magazine co-editor was taken by surprise by the warm welcome he had received so far. His amber gaze roamed quickly over the room, and his trained eyes saw obviously expensive pieces of artwork hung on the wall, but also framed diplomas for not only Edo University but also Haitateki high school.
“I believe we have an alma mater in common. I have to admit that I always have had a soft spot for people who have attended the same schools as I have. Now, why don’t we have a seat, and get down to business?”
Sesshoumaru knew the older man was referring to them both attending the local university, but the one thing that had caught his attention was where Shiyounin had gone to high school. ‘I don’t know why, but that place sounds familiar.’ He knew that the school was known to be exclusive, and catered to the children of the rich and powerful of the city. Admittance was only possible through referral by two alumni. Then it suddenly came to him. ‘That was the school father wanted me to attend. At least he gave up on the idea after mother died.’ Still sore about the recent developments in his relationship with his father, he decided to simply push this information to the back of his mind. Following his host’s invitation, he took a seat in one of the comfortable chairs facing the desk.
“I will cut to the chase. I want you to come work for me. I’ve looked at the numbers, and I have to admit that the way you’ve been running Shikon Magazine is simply astounding. I’ve spoken with my business partners, and I want you to take over the direction of the offshoot of Musahi Weekly.”
Sesshoumaru arched an eyebrow in surprise. Musahi Weekly was an institution. The number of subscribers to the magazine dwarfed Shikon’s monthly circulation numbers.
One word had however stuck out to Sesshoumaru. “Offshoot?”
‘Got him!’ Shiyounin thought to himself before adding aloud with a broad grin. “Yes, we are launching a new magazine. While our readership is still strong, we decided to offer a new platform to our readers. A monthly online magazine, and I believe you would be the perfect man to be in charge.” Without bothering to offer any more information, he slid a piece of paper over the desk towards the younger man.
Sesshoumaru leaned slightly forward to scan the written words. Even though his outward reaction may not show it, Sesshoumaru was impressed by the salary offer scribbled down on the paper; it was almost double what he made at Shikon magazine. “Why me?”
Shiyounin seemed uncomfortable by the unexpected inquiry, which in turn made Sesshoumaru even more suspicious. ‘This is simply too good to be true. I know something is up and I intend to get to the bottom of things.’
“I told you, I’ve followed your career for a while, and I have been very impressed by your work. Now, what do you say? Are we in business? ” As usual Shiyounin was expecting a quick answer. He was a busy man, and he did not wish to waste any more time speaking with the younger man. ‘All he has to do is agree to sign off on this, and my debt will be cleared.’ The prospect of finally clearing out his affairs made his pale eyes shine in anticipation.
“I will think about it.” Sesshoumaru’s succinct words broke through the thoughts of the older man.
“What?!” Katsuyama expressed disbelief. “Well, I was expecting an answer today. This is not an offer you…”
“Unless you wish me to turn it down, I will need time to reflect on this.”
Shiyounin contained his annoyance, and plastered as bright a smile as he could. “Of course I understand that you will need time to get things in order. Moving isn’t always an easy decision.”
“Moving?” Sesshoumaru echoed.
“Well, yes. Didn’t you read the information I just handed to you? The position isn’t based out of here. You would have to work from the Musahi country office, but it’s not that bad; the place is only a five hours drive from here.”
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“Well that does it. I think I have all I could need to write a flattering portrait of you.” As soon as the words left Kagura’s mouth, she stood up. She had tried to go through the questions as quickly as possible. She did not intend to stay one minute longer than need be in Oshiko’s presence. From the moment she had stepped into the room she had been made uncomfortable by the young man’s gaze.
‘The way he looks at me is just plain creepy. He makes me feel like a juicy piece of steak, and he’s a hungry wolf.’ She had not even tried any of the food offered by the army of well-trained servants who had paraded through the room. She could tell her reluctance to be a good guest got on Oshiko’s nerves, but she did not care one bit.
“Well, if we’re done here, then I propose we move things along then.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I am going to the office, and I don’t know what you’re going to do, nor do I care. My job is done, and I will be taking my leave. Expect to see the article published in the next issue of Shikon. ” Having said her piece, she tried to take a step away from the table, but the young man moved quicker and took a hold of her arm. Her struggles and attempts to break free only caused him to strengthen his hold; hi fingers mercilessly digging in her soft skin.
“I tried to be a gentleman about this, but if you prefer the hard way, I am more than willing to give it to you.” With these ominous words, he leaned his head forward, and pressed his lips to hers in a harsh kiss.
To be continued…
A/N: Dun dun dun! What situation has Kagura found herself in, and how will things work out between her and Oshiko? Will Sesshy take the tempting offer? Let’s see next time. The next installment will be named Plagiarism. I will try to have it posted as soon as I can. Until then much love!