InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Ten Thousand Viewers & A Bottle Of Wine ❯ Tell me about it ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: DrainedGray 
Have you ever been in a situation where love and obsession has went past its limits? Inuyasha is a very outspoken person and always had the drive and determination to reach the top. Whenever he gets a story, he sticks no matter what. Lately, Inuyasha has been treated well by his company, traveling the great plains of this world to find the perfect story. When the opportunity comes at hand with a celebrity who can keep the boys interested yet keep herself locked away. Will Inuyasha crack open the safe that leads to this woman’s heart? In the midst of it all he will have to face the very thing he is afraid of.... Love...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 04.29.2010 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 346 | Status: Work In Progress
Have you ever been in a situation where love and obsession has went past its limits? Inuyasha is a very outspoken person and always had the drive and determination to reach the top. Whenever he gets a story, he sticks no matter what. Lately, Inuyasha has been treated well by his company, traveling the great plains of this world to find the perfect story. When the opportunity comes at hand with a celebrity who can keep the boys interested yet keep herself locked away. Will Inuyasha crack open the safe that leads to this woman’s heart? In the midst of it all he will have to face the very thing he is afraid of.... Love...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 04.29.2010 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 346 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Inuyasha+Inuyasha Final Act. The Copyright Belongs To Rumiko Takashi.
Author’s Note: Hello to all, It’s DrainedGray former known as KagInuss on FanFiction.net. I’ve recently made this account, so I am finally posting a story. Hopefully I drag in some great reader’s and reviewers. Maybe some flames, It’s never any fun when there’s no one to argue with. :3 Enjoy!!
:3 Tell Me About It
I sit back and take a minute to think about life with a folded newspaper in my left hand and a cup of black coffee in my right. The surrounds around here are quite the contrary. It’s a bit chilly in the “McCarran International Airport” in Clark county. Las Vegas is quite the city to see. Great to bring if you have family, which in my case I will never achieve at this rate. To be honest, have you ever noticed that everything around is what you interpret it to be? I mean really, scientists can tell you this an that about what’s in grass and what‘s up your ass, what happened from what didn’t happen, and I swear if they get enough people to say it’s true they come up with some type of theory to show you it’s true when in all reality you need to ask yourself, what is true from what’s not. Have you noticed that everything around is one big lie, until you dig a little deeper and find the corrupted truth inside? Well, I have come to realize that at any moment I could be whisked away to a far off heaven, holy land, or whatever these religions seem to constantly preach about. Even though in my personal opinion, Its‘ a controllable leash that has been spared countless times on humanity. Then again, I have come to realize this way before my time of being trapped in such an unwanted situation. See, growing up as a kid I just got kicked in the balls and told I was shit. Then again, I think I’ve grown to have balls of steel, so I’m okay. Still I am crowded and overtaken by the people around me. I just don’t judge anyone, nor do I like to pick intellectual fights. There such a bother some, so I like to fuck and screw with there heads until I can figure a better story on how I want it to continue. As to where it should end up. This is the soul and daily life of a true “Journalist“. This is something I am more than aware of.
Spending a couple weeks in “Sin City” has really done a turn over on me. Yes, the company supplied me with more than enough cash with reservations to a high end hotel. This is all lovely, but you could have just stuck me in a Holiday Inn and I would have been just fine. These are some of the luxuries you get after hooking up with the right people, ripping other people to shreds, pushing people down a couple levels, and making sure that every step you take brings you closer to the top. Knowing how this Industry works upside down is not enough to put you on the peddle stool of where you need to go. Lately, I have hit the casino’s which is not my usually trip on painting the city red, although its covered up by too many damn lights. I personally think this experience would be better If I had someone to enjoy it with. Miroku and Sesshomaru would have came down if they could have supplied enough money which in fact they did, It just ended up not happening because of the upbeat riots of stories clashing down and melting the mere knowledge of the media. Which is why I am heading back from just my second week being here. I may not mind being in a Holiday Inn but I take the time to be pampered and let my job kiss my ass every once in a while.
Upon my last story which I have just recently finish cannot compete with the updates Miroku has kept track for me. Four days ago I was disgusted because every time I hear about who dated who, and who fucked who I end up hitting a brick wall the celebrity drama type media. Shit, If I’m not getting any then why the hell should I worry about anyone else? When my dick is hard, no one goes and comfort it. I’m stuck with my clawed hand that not always stays enclosed like a circle making a cut here and there every once in a while. It’s sickening, no one gives a rats ass, and I feel like if they want our attention so bad they should go jump of a damn cliff; then they can see if we truly give a fuck. I guess that’s a bit vague of me. Miroku tried to push the conversation, for a good hour and forty-five minutes before he even got half of my full attention. I’m a journalist, while I’m sitting here listening to Miroku blab about some celebrity I could be missing my next hit story!
Four days ago outside of the Palazzo 5:25 p.m.
Enjoying the canvas of the Las Vegas Strip, my cell phone begins to ring. So much for trying to enjoy it here. Busy, busy, busy… I pick it up.
“Look, whoever is calling me right now I’m kind of in the middle of-”
“Inuyasha, I have business! Please don’t hang up!”
“Miroku? Why are you calling me? It’s a little to late for you to meet me up in Las Vegas, man.”
“Never mind that! I have some big news and your going to love me for this!”
“Miroku I really can’t-”
“Inuyasha please, you won’t be disappointed.”
“Fine, fine! Make it quick.”
“Okay, remember that chick who made it big back in 2006? She was also founded to have over 26million dollars in less than two years of the beginning of her career?”
“Who exactly are we talking about here?”
“ Inuyasha, that’s not important. All you need to know is shortly after that, everyone knows she went into deep secrecy and no one has traced her exact spot of living space yet! Tokyo is going nuts, literally! Haven’t you been watching the news?”
I started to lose a little patience. “No I haven’t really had the time..”
“You have time for nothing anymore! Well get to the nearest tV, radio, something quick!!”
“But- I guess.” I start to walk over the McDonalds next door. They always have something showing over there, whether its news or talking about how much hotter can Nevada get? My answer. Not much hotter than the devils coochie.
“ Here we are standing live in front of the studio which is claimed to be the place where “Nome” Pop star diva made her tracks & money to be one of Tokyo’s and almost the world’s Richest divas in the shortest amount of years..“
Nome? Why does that sound so familiar?
“…This pop star diva stopped her career around early 2007 hoping to achieve more in the music Industry by heading to the U.S. but sadly never reported of doing so. Right now, Tokyo has started riots and petitions to bring the star back. We interviewed one of her manager’s, Kouga Lovett, that has reported to speak to the star on July of 2008. He claims to have seen her and so has paparazzi. It was believed to be fall of 2008 but it discontinued December 15 of that year. Her manager also stated that he saw her within the streets but for her to be so discreet is not necessary with her fandom. Her fans and Her managers are fearing that she just might become the next Litney Syers They want to know why she’s doing it and for what purpose. Since they can’t seem to get to her especially when she accumulated all that money without staying a year or two after to double it, the media is flipping backwards...”
“See what I mean!” Miroku said, sounding like a little girl who just got an autograph from her favorite actress.
“Wait, hold on Miroku, I’m getting another call.”
“Hello?”
“Inuyasha. 221;
It was my boss, why was he calling me?
“I know you’ve heard about the riots of what’s going on in Tokyo and I’m pretty sure you already know why. I have spoke with the CEO of the company and we have forbid you to go to Tokyo under certain circumstances. Our payments stop after a certain amount of time and it would be good if you kept up with the weeks we sent you to Las Vegas and not to back out at this point. For you to find a story and report back to us ends when you go back to Tokyo. So I am forewarning not to go there. It’s a story yes, but we have our reasons on why we must hold you back from it.
“How do you know that I know this Information already?“
“Your asking a question that I am not aware of
“Your lying, if its one thing I’m good at, is someone who lies and does it often. What exactly are you and the higher executives of this company are trying to pull?“
“Stop pushing your limits son, you haven’t reached in the big boys playground yet.“
“I never said I was going to Tokyo, you know that I don’t do stories there. By the way what do you mean I’m not in the big boys playground yet? I would have been a damn better vice president CEO than you would have if Sesshomaru never lost his fucking job; because of you he lost it and he was only trying to make the company better.“
“Don’t Push It Takashi. I could have your ass fired off the spot by reporting you to the head CEO.”
“Really, what you don’t seem to realize is that Sesshomaru still owns half of this company. I think it’s you who shouldn’t be stepping out of line. Still, I don’t understand, in the contract its’ stated that: You the employee will be approved once, every six months to have full access to any other country to study and research upon remaining facts on getting the story for the U.S. & U.K. Department Of News Involvement.”
“Inuyasha, as vice president of the CEO I am telling you to listen to my commands. I expect you to be back here in Tokyo in eight weeks, not two. Disobey me and you will regret it Takashi. Good Day, sir.”
I switched back to Miroku, I didn’t plan on telling him what just happened but I don’t like the tone he took with me as if trying to lure me away. No one orders Takashi around.
Mental Note: Kick VP’s ass when I get back to Tokyo.
“Hello, Miroku?”
“Took you long enough.”
He sounded weird. “My boss called, informing me about the same situation that you just told me about.”
“What happen?” Miroku said sounding very concerned yet out of place. He must be still in shock, they must have tapped my phone.
“He told me not to come to Tokyo and to leave any business or news I heard up there to the higher positioned people. He expects me to be back in eight weeks not two. What kind of bullshit is that? He’s hiding something and I intend to find out just what exactly he’s trying to keep me away from. There’s something about this story that he is trying to keep and doesn’t want me to be around whenever it blows up.”
“Hmm, you know what Inuyasha I think you might be onto something. Since your always taking it to the top how about you go to Tokyo and figure out this story that people have been trying to crack for the past three years. That should give you more than just a boost, you might kick your boss right out of his position…”
“Miroku are you okay?”
“Yes, yes, of course. Why wouldn’t I be Inuyasha?”
“You sound, not yourself. Do you have a cold or something?”
“Umm.. Yeah that’s it. I have a cold.”
“Okay, well I don’t know, I’m not up for grabs when it comes to celebrities but this story does seem big and if it’s going to keep that damn jerk from keeping his job to damn near degrading him to my position than I would be more than glad to take the story.”
“Great, you should have no problem doing so then.”
“Yeah, I know Miroku. Just one problem, I have no information on Nemo, Nivo, Shamu. Whatever the hell her name is information or even how to find her home. I mean do you even have information on this chick? If the media and the officials can’t get it, what makes you think you can?”
“Can? Inuyasha, I already have.” Even though I couldn’t seem Miroku, I could tell he had a huge grin on his face on the other side of the phone.
For the next three consecutive days, Miroku didn’t want to send me the information from an outside source so he decided to just give it to me forward through my E-mail. Which again I thought was kind of weird because whenever it came to Information like this, he always comes down to see me in person, no matter where I was. Well, he did say he had a cold. As I obtained more and more information on the intriguing woman named Namo, of course I thought all this time this was her birth name. Unfortunately, Miroku was not able to uncover her birth name from whatever resource he’s got her information so I guess that was just something I was going to have to uncover on my own.
Last night, Miroku called me and booked me a first class plane ticket back to Tokyo to get started on this story. Where did he get this kind of money from? Sango would kill him if she knew he was handing me money out like this. He even called in a replacement for the time being in case my boss tends to get curious and comes down to check on me. I did not like the idea of that so much, If my boss comes he comes. Fortunately though, I know he’s not coming down here for a fact because he’s hiding something and I will soon find out.
So here I am waiting for them to call for flight 869, what a boring flight number. Why can’t it be something interesting like 911 so I could at least make up something interesting while I‘m here. I guess it won’t be all that bad, Miroku is suppose to be waiting for me when I get there. I wonder who he hired as my replacement. No one can compare to my good looks, but yet I am proven wrong again.
All passengers boarding flight 869 is being taken now, please come to station 21A to be boarded and seated promptly! Thank You!
As I get up to board the plane, I see this weird couple pass by me. I feel an immediate pang in my side. This beautiful 5’6 cutie with long blond hair seems to be too preoccupied bouncing up and down trying to get her man’s attention as he kisses her so passionately. She had a hot body, nice round breast, and cute ass but what was she doing with this guy? He didn’t even obtain half of the looks I did. He had short hair with a cocked smile and buck teeth to match. Nice clothes I had to admit, but his looks were far from handsome.
What the hell did he have that I didn’t? Why can’t I get a girl like that? What’s wrong with me?
I started to get aggravated as I approached the desk.
“Hello sir, Your passport and Identification please?” The man at the front desk said. I saw his tag and it read Recce.
“Yeah, sure Recce.” I showed him a fake smile. I gave him my identification and password as I obtain my ticket and head aboard for my flight, but as I head down the passageway I bump directly into someone while opening my carry on all over the floor.
After being nearly knocked out, I sit up with a slight dizziness. I would just have to be polite, say sorry, move on, and pretend nothing ever happened. Strangely, things didn’t turn out as I planned, It was actually quite more than what I expected.
“Hey I am so sorry, I should have watched where I was going, are you okay?” I look at her with sympathetic eyes while extending out a hand but she just sat there in her Gucci shades that were too big for her face and a large tan beach hat that seem to cover her hair. Then she started to back up against the wall and move franticly. “I’m- umm- sorry? Did I scare you?”
She stood up as I got a closer view. Her long brown hair hung over her left shoulder in a pony tail while her posture looked like a first grade kid who just came home from there first day of school. I must have knocked her out pretty hard. This was not good.
Then she slowly looked around so that no one was watching her. She literally pounced on top of me and lead us out of the passageway and into a corner of the seated waiting area. Her hands were over my lips the entire time and being as strong as I was I was trying to figure out why I couldn’t’ get free. I wasn’t worried, It was just weird. First I bump into a girl, ask if she’s okay, then I get hurled into a corner of seating area and no one is around to witness this all. Not that I’m scared, I’m just wondering where the hell is everyone when something like this is happening? Then again, what could a 20 looking year old do to a 25 year old like myself?
She finally let go and I started to speak.
“What The Hell Was That For? I Was Just Trying To See If You’re Okay!!”
“Shhhh.. Lower your voice please, you don’t understand I have my reasons.” She started looking around again to make sure no one was listening.
“What the hell are you talking about? What reason could there possibly be for me to understand that all of this is just completely normal? Yeah! This is so normal for a woman your age with that type of strength is just so typical and it’s normal for you to drag me into a corner. Well thank you for the weird experience but I have a plane to catch.” I started to walk away as she catches me by my arm and whirls me back around.
“You’re in danger! Do not go on that plane and head back to Tokyo!” She said with pleading in her voice.
“And Why The Hell Not?” I said with my arms crossed.
“If you do, you will die. Inuyasha-san this is all just a setup, you must trust me! You have to follow me! We don’t have much time!”
I started getting a little curious as to who this chick was, and how did she know my name?
“Okay, first of all I’m not going anywhere until you tell me how the fuck do you know my name and who the hell are you?”
“We don’t have time! I have to explain later! Please just understand!”
“Get to explaining or I’m not going anywhere!”
“Why are you fucking stubborn! Your just as I remember you!” Her voice then started familiar.
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:3 DrainedGray
Author’s Note: Hello to all, It’s DrainedGray former known as KagInuss on FanFiction.net. I’ve recently made this account, so I am finally posting a story. Hopefully I drag in some great reader’s and reviewers. Maybe some flames, It’s never any fun when there’s no one to argue with. :3 Enjoy!!
“Ten Thousand Viewers & A Bottle Of Wine”
Summary: Have you ever been in a situation where love and obsession has went past its limits? Inuyasha is a very outspoken person and always had the drive and determination to reach the top. Whenever he gets a story, he sticks no matter what. Lately, Inuyasha has been treated well by his company, traveling the great plains of this world to find the perfect story. When the opportunity comes at hand with a celebrity who can keep the boys interested yet keep herself locked away. Will Inuyasha crack open the safe that leads to this woman’s heart? In the midst of it all he will have to face the very thing he is afraid of.... Love...:3 Tell Me About It
I sit back and take a minute to think about life with a folded newspaper in my left hand and a cup of black coffee in my right. The surrounds around here are quite the contrary. It’s a bit chilly in the “McCarran International Airport” in Clark county. Las Vegas is quite the city to see. Great to bring if you have family, which in my case I will never achieve at this rate. To be honest, have you ever noticed that everything around is what you interpret it to be? I mean really, scientists can tell you this an that about what’s in grass and what‘s up your ass, what happened from what didn’t happen, and I swear if they get enough people to say it’s true they come up with some type of theory to show you it’s true when in all reality you need to ask yourself, what is true from what’s not. Have you noticed that everything around is one big lie, until you dig a little deeper and find the corrupted truth inside? Well, I have come to realize that at any moment I could be whisked away to a far off heaven, holy land, or whatever these religions seem to constantly preach about. Even though in my personal opinion, Its‘ a controllable leash that has been spared countless times on humanity. Then again, I have come to realize this way before my time of being trapped in such an unwanted situation. See, growing up as a kid I just got kicked in the balls and told I was shit. Then again, I think I’ve grown to have balls of steel, so I’m okay. Still I am crowded and overtaken by the people around me. I just don’t judge anyone, nor do I like to pick intellectual fights. There such a bother some, so I like to fuck and screw with there heads until I can figure a better story on how I want it to continue. As to where it should end up. This is the soul and daily life of a true “Journalist“. This is something I am more than aware of.
Spending a couple weeks in “Sin City” has really done a turn over on me. Yes, the company supplied me with more than enough cash with reservations to a high end hotel. This is all lovely, but you could have just stuck me in a Holiday Inn and I would have been just fine. These are some of the luxuries you get after hooking up with the right people, ripping other people to shreds, pushing people down a couple levels, and making sure that every step you take brings you closer to the top. Knowing how this Industry works upside down is not enough to put you on the peddle stool of where you need to go. Lately, I have hit the casino’s which is not my usually trip on painting the city red, although its covered up by too many damn lights. I personally think this experience would be better If I had someone to enjoy it with. Miroku and Sesshomaru would have came down if they could have supplied enough money which in fact they did, It just ended up not happening because of the upbeat riots of stories clashing down and melting the mere knowledge of the media. Which is why I am heading back from just my second week being here. I may not mind being in a Holiday Inn but I take the time to be pampered and let my job kiss my ass every once in a while.
Upon my last story which I have just recently finish cannot compete with the updates Miroku has kept track for me. Four days ago I was disgusted because every time I hear about who dated who, and who fucked who I end up hitting a brick wall the celebrity drama type media. Shit, If I’m not getting any then why the hell should I worry about anyone else? When my dick is hard, no one goes and comfort it. I’m stuck with my clawed hand that not always stays enclosed like a circle making a cut here and there every once in a while. It’s sickening, no one gives a rats ass, and I feel like if they want our attention so bad they should go jump of a damn cliff; then they can see if we truly give a fuck. I guess that’s a bit vague of me. Miroku tried to push the conversation, for a good hour and forty-five minutes before he even got half of my full attention. I’m a journalist, while I’m sitting here listening to Miroku blab about some celebrity I could be missing my next hit story!
Four days ago outside of the Palazzo 5:25 p.m.
Enjoying the canvas of the Las Vegas Strip, my cell phone begins to ring. So much for trying to enjoy it here. Busy, busy, busy… I pick it up.
“Look, whoever is calling me right now I’m kind of in the middle of-”
“Inuyasha, I have business! Please don’t hang up!”
“Miroku? Why are you calling me? It’s a little to late for you to meet me up in Las Vegas, man.”
“Never mind that! I have some big news and your going to love me for this!”
“Miroku I really can’t-”
“Inuyasha please, you won’t be disappointed.”
“Fine, fine! Make it quick.”
“Okay, remember that chick who made it big back in 2006? She was also founded to have over 26million dollars in less than two years of the beginning of her career?”
“Who exactly are we talking about here?”
“ Inuyasha, that’s not important. All you need to know is shortly after that, everyone knows she went into deep secrecy and no one has traced her exact spot of living space yet! Tokyo is going nuts, literally! Haven’t you been watching the news?”
I started to lose a little patience. “No I haven’t really had the time..”
“You have time for nothing anymore! Well get to the nearest tV, radio, something quick!!”
“But- I guess.” I start to walk over the McDonalds next door. They always have something showing over there, whether its news or talking about how much hotter can Nevada get? My answer. Not much hotter than the devils coochie.
“ Here we are standing live in front of the studio which is claimed to be the place where “Nome” Pop star diva made her tracks & money to be one of Tokyo’s and almost the world’s Richest divas in the shortest amount of years..“
Nome? Why does that sound so familiar?
“…This pop star diva stopped her career around early 2007 hoping to achieve more in the music Industry by heading to the U.S. but sadly never reported of doing so. Right now, Tokyo has started riots and petitions to bring the star back. We interviewed one of her manager’s, Kouga Lovett, that has reported to speak to the star on July of 2008. He claims to have seen her and so has paparazzi. It was believed to be fall of 2008 but it discontinued December 15 of that year. Her manager also stated that he saw her within the streets but for her to be so discreet is not necessary with her fandom. Her fans and Her managers are fearing that she just might become the next Litney Syers They want to know why she’s doing it and for what purpose. Since they can’t seem to get to her especially when she accumulated all that money without staying a year or two after to double it, the media is flipping backwards...”
“See what I mean!” Miroku said, sounding like a little girl who just got an autograph from her favorite actress.
“Wait, hold on Miroku, I’m getting another call.”
“Hello?”
“Inuyasha. 221;
It was my boss, why was he calling me?
“I know you’ve heard about the riots of what’s going on in Tokyo and I’m pretty sure you already know why. I have spoke with the CEO of the company and we have forbid you to go to Tokyo under certain circumstances. Our payments stop after a certain amount of time and it would be good if you kept up with the weeks we sent you to Las Vegas and not to back out at this point. For you to find a story and report back to us ends when you go back to Tokyo. So I am forewarning not to go there. It’s a story yes, but we have our reasons on why we must hold you back from it.
“How do you know that I know this Information already?“
“Your asking a question that I am not aware of
“Your lying, if its one thing I’m good at, is someone who lies and does it often. What exactly are you and the higher executives of this company are trying to pull?“
“Stop pushing your limits son, you haven’t reached in the big boys playground yet.“
“I never said I was going to Tokyo, you know that I don’t do stories there. By the way what do you mean I’m not in the big boys playground yet? I would have been a damn better vice president CEO than you would have if Sesshomaru never lost his fucking job; because of you he lost it and he was only trying to make the company better.“
“Don’t Push It Takashi. I could have your ass fired off the spot by reporting you to the head CEO.”
“Really, what you don’t seem to realize is that Sesshomaru still owns half of this company. I think it’s you who shouldn’t be stepping out of line. Still, I don’t understand, in the contract its’ stated that: You the employee will be approved once, every six months to have full access to any other country to study and research upon remaining facts on getting the story for the U.S. & U.K. Department Of News Involvement.”
“Inuyasha, as vice president of the CEO I am telling you to listen to my commands. I expect you to be back here in Tokyo in eight weeks, not two. Disobey me and you will regret it Takashi. Good Day, sir.”
I switched back to Miroku, I didn’t plan on telling him what just happened but I don’t like the tone he took with me as if trying to lure me away. No one orders Takashi around.
Mental Note: Kick VP’s ass when I get back to Tokyo.
“Hello, Miroku?”
“Took you long enough.”
He sounded weird. “My boss called, informing me about the same situation that you just told me about.”
“What happen?” Miroku said sounding very concerned yet out of place. He must be still in shock, they must have tapped my phone.
“He told me not to come to Tokyo and to leave any business or news I heard up there to the higher positioned people. He expects me to be back in eight weeks not two. What kind of bullshit is that? He’s hiding something and I intend to find out just what exactly he’s trying to keep me away from. There’s something about this story that he is trying to keep and doesn’t want me to be around whenever it blows up.”
“Hmm, you know what Inuyasha I think you might be onto something. Since your always taking it to the top how about you go to Tokyo and figure out this story that people have been trying to crack for the past three years. That should give you more than just a boost, you might kick your boss right out of his position…”
“Miroku are you okay?”
“Yes, yes, of course. Why wouldn’t I be Inuyasha?”
“You sound, not yourself. Do you have a cold or something?”
“Umm.. Yeah that’s it. I have a cold.”
“Okay, well I don’t know, I’m not up for grabs when it comes to celebrities but this story does seem big and if it’s going to keep that damn jerk from keeping his job to damn near degrading him to my position than I would be more than glad to take the story.”
“Great, you should have no problem doing so then.”
“Yeah, I know Miroku. Just one problem, I have no information on Nemo, Nivo, Shamu. Whatever the hell her name is information or even how to find her home. I mean do you even have information on this chick? If the media and the officials can’t get it, what makes you think you can?”
“Can? Inuyasha, I already have.” Even though I couldn’t seem Miroku, I could tell he had a huge grin on his face on the other side of the phone.
For the next three consecutive days, Miroku didn’t want to send me the information from an outside source so he decided to just give it to me forward through my E-mail. Which again I thought was kind of weird because whenever it came to Information like this, he always comes down to see me in person, no matter where I was. Well, he did say he had a cold. As I obtained more and more information on the intriguing woman named Namo, of course I thought all this time this was her birth name. Unfortunately, Miroku was not able to uncover her birth name from whatever resource he’s got her information so I guess that was just something I was going to have to uncover on my own.
Last night, Miroku called me and booked me a first class plane ticket back to Tokyo to get started on this story. Where did he get this kind of money from? Sango would kill him if she knew he was handing me money out like this. He even called in a replacement for the time being in case my boss tends to get curious and comes down to check on me. I did not like the idea of that so much, If my boss comes he comes. Fortunately though, I know he’s not coming down here for a fact because he’s hiding something and I will soon find out.
So here I am waiting for them to call for flight 869, what a boring flight number. Why can’t it be something interesting like 911 so I could at least make up something interesting while I‘m here. I guess it won’t be all that bad, Miroku is suppose to be waiting for me when I get there. I wonder who he hired as my replacement. No one can compare to my good looks, but yet I am proven wrong again.
All passengers boarding flight 869 is being taken now, please come to station 21A to be boarded and seated promptly! Thank You!
As I get up to board the plane, I see this weird couple pass by me. I feel an immediate pang in my side. This beautiful 5’6 cutie with long blond hair seems to be too preoccupied bouncing up and down trying to get her man’s attention as he kisses her so passionately. She had a hot body, nice round breast, and cute ass but what was she doing with this guy? He didn’t even obtain half of the looks I did. He had short hair with a cocked smile and buck teeth to match. Nice clothes I had to admit, but his looks were far from handsome.
What the hell did he have that I didn’t? Why can’t I get a girl like that? What’s wrong with me?
I started to get aggravated as I approached the desk.
“Hello sir, Your passport and Identification please?” The man at the front desk said. I saw his tag and it read Recce.
“Yeah, sure Recce.” I showed him a fake smile. I gave him my identification and password as I obtain my ticket and head aboard for my flight, but as I head down the passageway I bump directly into someone while opening my carry on all over the floor.
After being nearly knocked out, I sit up with a slight dizziness. I would just have to be polite, say sorry, move on, and pretend nothing ever happened. Strangely, things didn’t turn out as I planned, It was actually quite more than what I expected.
“Hey I am so sorry, I should have watched where I was going, are you okay?” I look at her with sympathetic eyes while extending out a hand but she just sat there in her Gucci shades that were too big for her face and a large tan beach hat that seem to cover her hair. Then she started to back up against the wall and move franticly. “I’m- umm- sorry? Did I scare you?”
She stood up as I got a closer view. Her long brown hair hung over her left shoulder in a pony tail while her posture looked like a first grade kid who just came home from there first day of school. I must have knocked her out pretty hard. This was not good.
Then she slowly looked around so that no one was watching her. She literally pounced on top of me and lead us out of the passageway and into a corner of the seated waiting area. Her hands were over my lips the entire time and being as strong as I was I was trying to figure out why I couldn’t’ get free. I wasn’t worried, It was just weird. First I bump into a girl, ask if she’s okay, then I get hurled into a corner of seating area and no one is around to witness this all. Not that I’m scared, I’m just wondering where the hell is everyone when something like this is happening? Then again, what could a 20 looking year old do to a 25 year old like myself?
She finally let go and I started to speak.
“What The Hell Was That For? I Was Just Trying To See If You’re Okay!!”
“Shhhh.. Lower your voice please, you don’t understand I have my reasons.” She started looking around again to make sure no one was listening.
“What the hell are you talking about? What reason could there possibly be for me to understand that all of this is just completely normal? Yeah! This is so normal for a woman your age with that type of strength is just so typical and it’s normal for you to drag me into a corner. Well thank you for the weird experience but I have a plane to catch.” I started to walk away as she catches me by my arm and whirls me back around.
“You’re in danger! Do not go on that plane and head back to Tokyo!” She said with pleading in her voice.
“And Why The Hell Not?” I said with my arms crossed.
“If you do, you will die. Inuyasha-san this is all just a setup, you must trust me! You have to follow me! We don’t have much time!”
I started getting a little curious as to who this chick was, and how did she know my name?
“Okay, first of all I’m not going anywhere until you tell me how the fuck do you know my name and who the hell are you?”
“We don’t have time! I have to explain later! Please just understand!”
“Get to explaining or I’m not going anywhere!”
“Why are you fucking stubborn! Your just as I remember you!” Her voice then started familiar.
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