InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Ad ❯ Independent Women Strike Back ( Chapter 5 )

Ch. 5

Independent Women Strike Back

"Am I interrupting?" Inu Yasha asked as he entered Kagome's office around five o'clock that Monday evening.

"Inu Yasha! What are you doing here?" Kagome smiled when he handed her a single white rose.

"I came earlier to take you out for lunch, but you had left. I was hoping I could catch you for dinner instead." He smiled as he admired her sparkling blue eyes and the tight short black skirt, though it was longer than his favorite. He did, on the other hand, appreciate the way her hunter green shirt fell upon the curves of her breasts.

"So, you were the one that left the flowers!"

"Keh, how many people send you flowers?"

"You'd be surprised, but I can't make it tonight."

"Keh, I walked all the way down here, and you are just going to send me away." He pouted as his ears fell downcast on his head.

"Inu Yasha, you only work two blocks from here."

"Doesn't mean they're short blocks." He complained.

"Fine, let me call home and let them know to eat without me." Inu Yasha noticed the absence of quick sly remarks the sharp lawyer liked to throw at him when she was there.

"Sango?"

"She wanted to hurry home…new boyfriend cooking dinner." She took a moment to admire him in his black business suit and red shirt and tie. There was something about that color combination on him that made his eyes look more lethal, and in turn, sexier. Then, there was the effect of the proper attire and the hair brushed neatly back into a low ponytail. You could tell that he was a tiger in the office, "and probably one in bed, as well." Kagome finished to herself.

"So she left you to do all the work?"

"No, I was just getting my coat when you came in." He noticed it hanging behind the slightly closed door and with a smirk of mischief he took the coat and accidentally closed the door. He helped her into her coat and his hands fell down her arms as he kissed her neck softly, letting his hot breath caress her soft bare skin. She stiffened in his arms.

"Miss me?" He asked in a husky low whisper that sent chills down her spine.

"As much as you missed me." Kagome replied with as much composure as she could muster in his arms. His deep chuckles were as relaxing as they were arousing.

"I'm glad to hear." He nipped her neck one more time before allowing her to turn and face him. He smirked as he tasted her lips and mouth thoroughly.

"Inu Yasha," she gasped. He savored her raspy voice as he imagined other reasons for her to gasp like that. "This isn't proper."

"Fuck propriety!" Inu Yasha growled as he slipped his hands underneath her coat. He needed to feel her hot skin soon.

"Inu Yasha, someone can walk in on us."

"Then, we'll have to give them a good show." He replied while returning his attentions to her neck. Her skin tasted like fresh sugarcane, and he wanted to suck all the sweetness out.

"You promised to respect my no's." She replied a bit more forcefully, though her eyes were heavy lidded from the pleasure his hands and mouth were providing.

"And I also told you I would try to change your mind." He replied before kissing her fully one last time. "How about we skip dinner and go straight to dessert?"

"Unless you are talking about cheesecake, no."

"We could have cheesecake…in bed." He gave her his best seductive smirk.

"Keep this up, and you won't even get leftovers." Kagome warned as she stepped out of the office, her face flushed from their previous activities. A couple of secretaries smiled at the two. They did make a cute couple.

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Miroku added the rice to the stir fry as he smiled thinking of the young woman that would be enjoying his cooking tonight. He knew it wasn't proper to date someone from work, but by Kami, he had never seen a woman with a finer ass in his entire life. Then, she had to be blessed with brains, charm, spark and personality. "I'm in love." He sighed as he remembered the first time he had met her…

Miroku walked tiredly to his office, still jet lagged from his trip to New York, though he had met a nice you lady on the plane. Granted, he was baffled at his lack of groping. She had been a looker, but then again, he had been tired, very tired.

"Miroku!" His father interrupted his thoughts. "I take it your flight went well."

"Yeah, it could have been better if you would spring for first class, but hey, who am I to complain?"

"You'll get first class when you prove your value to the company!"

"I'll have that report on your desk before your first cup of coffee, Mr. Houshi." Miroku rolled his eyes. His father wanted to make sure, in every possible way, that Miroku was shown no special treatment, even if it meant for him to be treated less than the other employees.

"Don't worry about that. We are hiring a new lawyer for Family Affairs. I want you to do interviews."

"Shouldn't you have human resources do that?"

"I want to see how good your judgment is." Miroku sighed and made his way to his small cramped office. He spent the morning imagining different ways to kill himself with a plastic spoon in order to avoid dealing with the quite boring candidates. Then, she walked in with the confidence of a warrior queen and the grace of a siren. Black hair was tied in a low professional ponytail, and her black business suit left nothing to the imagination. She seemed unfazed by the killer heals she wore.

Miroku was distracted by the sounds of keys on the door. "Honey, I'm home!" A sarcastic voice declared. She threw her jacket on her couch and kicked the elf heels she still wore to add to her aggressive demeanor at work. She hadn't changed one bit.

"So, Miss Kizu, you are here for the position in the Family Affairs department…what could you possibly find of interest in family law?"

"It is the pure basis for every kind of law. Law starts in the home and spreads to the rest of society. Out of all the different kinds of law, Family is the most human and the least black and white. You have to worry about the children, the family and the lives of at least two people. There is never a straight forward case without complications, and there are few lawyers who have the balls to tackle it." She replied in a passionate annoyance.

Miroku hired her on the spot, at which moment, his father decided to interrupt. One look at the young lady's derrière, and he was ready to fire his son. But, he was pleasantly surprise that his son had actually hired a highly qualified individual, even if she was straight out of law school. "So, what grade did you skip?" He asked as he looked over her resume.

"Ninth and tenth…I was home schooled before then." She replied proudly. If her resume was any indication this young lady would be a wonderful addition to his company.

"How was work, Mr. Houshi?"

"Interesting, and you, Miss Kizu?" He asked as she slipped her arms around his neck.

"Quite productive without the interruptions of the boss-man."

"I thought you liked my interruptions." Miroku pouted.

"Now-now, you know our deal. From nine 'til five, you're the boss, and from five 'til nine, I am." She kissed him gently.

"Careful, Sango, the stir fry just needs to simmer." Miroku chocked as the woman attacked his neck with her warm lips.

"So do I." She replied suggestively rolling her hips against his.

"Does this mean you are going to tie me to the bed again?" He let his hands fall down her back before they cupped her cheeks lovingly.

"Only if you are good."

"But aren't you hungry? I spent a lot of time on dinner." He pretended to complain as he lifted his girlfriend to allow her the mobility to wrap her legs around his waist.

"Not for food." She answered snaking out a hand to turn off the flame.

"I guess if my boss wants that much for me to work …"

"She also wants to work you that hard." She teased before taking his earlobe between her teeth. He felt his blood rushed to his other brain leaving him very lightheaded.

"Who am I to complain?" He replied as he somehow made his way to her bedroom.

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Sesshomaru glared at the stubby aficionado private detective in front of him. "When I said keep an eye on them, I meant put one of your best people on it."

"I just wanted to ensure the success, Lord Sesshomaru." The flea youkai complained. The bolding man sweated lightly as he stood under the glare of the feudal office.

"You mean you were too cheap to hire someone." Sesshomaru gave him a dismissive stare as he returned to the blurry pictures. By the looks of it, Kagome had enjoyed Inu Yasha's company a little too much. "Tell me again what they did."

"They had dinner…Lord Inu Yasha was his usual seductive self, and the young girl didn't fall behind."

"Which means, Inu Yasha was a jack ass with a few overconfident pick up lines, and she pretended to fall for him."

"I don't think so…the way she smiled and touched his hand…and that kiss."

"Kiss, what kiss?" Sesshomaru glared. "You didn't photograph any kiss."

"It was after they were chased by the police officer…I was out of breath…though I must confess, the way he looked at her…well, lets just say, they left in the direction of his house."

"What?" Sesshomaru's head shot up. "Listen you overgrown flea. I want you to find out exactly what happened after they left, and from now, put on a real P.I. on this case. You know better than anyone how this is affecting my condition! I am in no mood to lose this house, or control of the company stock."

"Yes, my Lord…" Myoga bowed before running out of the other youkai's office.

"You better not ruin this for me, Inu Yasha."

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"Inu Yasha, is nothing sacred to you?"

"What ever do you mean?" He asked innocently.

"We are in public!" Kagome replied in a harsh whisper.

"Restaurants are usually considered public." He shrugged.

"Then why is your hand under my skirt?" Kagome asked, venom dripping from her words.

"I'm just making sure you don't get cold." He used his claws to softly rake against the soft skin of her inner thigh knowing it would leave her breathless. What surprised him was her sudden yanking of his hand off her body.

"I don't get cold there! And, if you don't desist in your inappropriate behavior, little Inu will get a bath in hot tea. Do I make myself clear?"

"Perfectly." Inu Yasha smiled before slipping his hand over her shoulder. "But you have to admit you liked my touch. You're longing for its return. All you have to do is ask, and I'll gladly warm you up…and not just there, either, if you know what I mean." Kagome smiled, hiding her anger well before reaching to his tea cup. He stopped her hand in time, and smiling kissed her cheek. "It's a standing offer, for whenever you are ready."

"Your ice cream, Miss." A round fourteen year old smiled as he brought them their dessert. Kagome bypassed the dairy heaven and reached for her fortune cookie.

"Darn, it isn't a real fortune." Kagome sighed. Inu Yasha laughed at her childish innocence. "Every long journey begins with a single step." She said showing it to him.

"Has she forgotten she wanted to kill me five seconds ago?" Inu Yasha wondered as she ate her cookie. "Water and fortune cookies…have to remember that." Inu Yasha mentally filed the information, when she interrupted his thoughts,

"What does yours say?"

Turning to her, he cracked open his cookie and smiled, "There is a fine line between lust and love, be careful not to cross it."

"I don't think you will have a problem with that…are you going to eat it?" He began to hand it to her but changed his mind,

"I'll trade you for a kiss."

"You should just give it to me for having to put up with you!" Kagome complained.

"I'm a businessman; I trade for profit not to brake even."

"Louse!" Kagome pouted as she continued to give her ice cream her full attention.

"How about my cookie, for a taste of your ice cream?" The girl turned to him and nodded as she took the spoon from her mouth. Before she could turn back, his lips were upon hers. His tongue snaked out and licked lips before entering her mouth and with a deft skill, probed her depths. "Delicious." He smirked as he saw the surprise look on her face and the blush on her cheeks.

"I should've known you would have tried something! Now, where is my cookie?" She was beginning to get used to his obsessive kissing and touching, but she just wished her body wouldn't go haywire every single time. He took a piece and placed it by her lips so she could take it.

"Like I said, I'm a businessman, and a clever one at that."

"You just have good timing. If you were cleaver you would know better than to let that hand of yours keep moving up my leg." Inu Yasha moved the offending hand and quickly finished his tea, just in case she was still willing to hurt him.

"Movie?"

"Like actually see the movie?"

"I guess…I don't think I've ever done that before."

"What's your obsession with touching?"

"What's yours with personal space?"

"I'm just not comfortable with all this kissing and insinuations…you got to realize this is technically date two."

"But we've been talking for over a week!"

"It'll be a week tomorrow that we've met, and you are still on probation from this weekend's indiscretion."

"Aw, you remember our anniversary. Could it be that you are falling for me, Kagome Higurashi?" Inu Yasha asked teasingly.

"How could I forget the worst day of my life?" She asked with a fake smile. The waiter came back and dropped off the bill, which Kagome picked up.

"What are you doing?"

"Paying?"

"Like hell you are!" He made a dive for the check, but Kagome kept it out of reach.

"Sit, boy!" She teased before placing her credit card inside the binder and handing it to the young boy. "You picked up Friday's check, and I had the larger meal."

"I invited you!" Inu Yasha protested.

"And it doesn't mean that I can't pay!"

"But you're the woman!" Inu Yasha lamely protested.

"I hope so, or little Inu is very confused." Kagome joked. "I am a woman, an independent working woman that likes to do things for herself, and if I want to pay for dinner, I can."

"Are you doing this so I can't ask for sex later?"

"I was unaware that one repays dinner with sexual favors."

"It shows you were never big on the dating scene." He complained.

"Inu Yasha, you and I are going to have a long talk about the proper way to treat your date. There are a few rules you should know. First, women are not objects. We are not put on this planet to satisfy and please you. You are not a sex god, or any kind of god that makes women want to throw themselves at you."

"I have a phonebook full of women that would disagree with you."

"I have a newsflash for you Inu Yasha; they weren't with you for your looks or your charm, if you get my drift."

"And you are better than that? You are with me because you want something from me, like all the others!"

"Inu Yasha, if this was a real relationship, I wouldn't be here for your money. There isn't an amount large enough to make me sit through the insults and degradation you like to summit women to. And, for your information, I'm not a prostitute. I will not sleep with a man for money, or dinner, or expensive gifts. No real woman would. When I take a man to bed, it is because I want to share something special with him, which means he damn deserves it. Not because of his wallet, but because of the man he is. Oh, and before your perverted mind misinterprets that, I don't mean the size of his dick."

"I don't quite follow." Inu Yasha quirked an eyebrow. He had heard this speech before, but no one had ever meant it.

"Just face it, Takahashi! You're out of your league!" Kagome signed the receipt as the hanyou looked at her in a stunned silence.

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I love you great reviewers. I love your messages. I love your constant love. It almost makes me want to throw away that career in bio and become a real author. Almost…anyway, to those of you that confessed you check my page ever 1-3 days to see if I updated…I must confess, I check my email every five minutes to see if you guys reviews. I want to thank Shears for letting me know the correct spelling for Keiji's wife's name is Ameya, not Amaya. Babyzone.com lied to me…or was it Babynames.com? That's where I looked up the names for those who asked.

Those who asked for lemons…I don't know if I will write a full lemon yet, but I can guarantee some good lime…lets see: the time Kagome shows up at Inu's doorstep and demands him to fuck her and fuck her hard…the wedding night (I'm not giving away whose)…Miroku and Sango…The mating ceremony for… I might just have to do the lemon, but I'm not comfortable with descriptions…I work better with metaphors…It will be an interesting read.

Thanks Meche for all your work. And thanks to all those people I was going to thank this chapter, but I forgot cuz it's really late and I am falling asleep.