InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Center ❯ Long Night ( Chapter 1 )

[Chapter one - Long Night

Kagome stood nervously on the corner at Harnen. She wore extremely short, black boody shorts and a matching tube top. Kagome would have hidden in the shadows all night except for the relieving detail that she wore a beige trench coat that fell to her mid thy and knee high black lace up boots. The street light shone down into Kagome's eyes, blinding her slightly.

After half an hour of standing on the quiet street corner, Kagome started to get bored. She sighed and slouched. After a moment, Kagome looked around her and smiled slightly. She stuck her hip out and started flouncing around and dancing to herself. After a mere five minutes, Kagome was totally involved in her over exaggerated charade of hooker; she was so involved in fact that she didn't notice the Ferrari 360 Modena Spyder that pulled up at the curb.

Kagome shook her ass and then spun around, swiveled her hips, eyes closed, when she heard a slight whizzing. With a start, Kagome opened her eyes and blinked twice before she noticed the silver and black convertible. The top was up and the whizzing she had heard was the sound of the window being opened. Kagome couldn't see the driver's face; it was shadowed from the far side of the car.

At the sight of the anonymous driver, Kagome immediately stopped her flouncing and stood stock still, stiff as a bored, like a deer caught in the headlights. Kagome had no idea what to do. She simply stood stupidly on the corner, staring through her bangs at the car. A cold wind blew through the sky scrapers, whipping at her face, causing her cheeks to flush and her trench coat to open widely. As the wind tore mercilessly at her exposed flesh, goose bumps began to pop up all over Kagome's body.

"Get in," a gruff voice barked from the car. It sounded almost irritated.

Kagome dropped her eyes and walked slowly but steadily toward the car. Had she done something wrong? Was something the matter? Kagome wasn't sure if she should have dome something or said something or have been paying more attention.

The passenger side door opened and Kagome slid into the seat. She closed the door behind her and continued to look at her boots. She was far to terrified to actually look her costumer in the eye. There was a long and uncomfortable silence before Kagome felt a clawed hand rest on her shoulder. With in a split second, every muscle in Kagome's body tensed harder then she had ever felt before or even thought was possible.

"You're new." It was a blunt statement, but a truthful one. Kagome nodded and continued to stare at her boots. She was definitely not looking at him. "Do you speak?" He asked sarcastically.

Kagome's eyebrows knitted together as a twinge of anger rose in her chest. This guy was a total asshole. "What do you think?" Kagome asked equally sarcastic as she sat up straighter and looked forward out the car window.

"Feh, you could be a mute for all I know." The owner of the car crossed his arms and huffed. There was another long pause.

Kagome shifted in her seat uncomfortably. She had to pee. It figured that on her first night she would turn away her first costumer and she had to pee. Badly. It was the change of temperature Kagome told herself. Damn all car heaters. Just as Kagome placed her had on the handle to leave, the driver spoke up again.

"Is this what you wanted to do for a living?" His gruff attitude seemed to have turned philosophical. Kagome looked at him and her voice caught in her throat. He seemed to be about six feet tall with a lean torso. His hair was long and silvery and if he hadn't had the most adorable silver dog ears on top of his head, Kagome would have wanted to run her fingers through it. He had a handsome face highlighted by his large golden eyes and his shapely nose. The top button of his dress shirt was undone and his tie had been discarded. The most accurate word Kagome could think up to describe him in general was wow.

"Humn?" He raised and eyebrow. Kagome cleared her throat and looked away from him once more.

"No. I never wanted to be a hooker." She answered truthfully. Even though Kagome wasn't really sure that was the best way to answer him, but she had no other way to tell him that she did her job, even though she hated it, for the good of her family.

"Why do you do it then?" He asked bluntly. Kagome shifted a little nervous and still having to pee.

"I needed the money." Kagome decided to answer, equally blunt. It was strange telling this to a stranger when she couldn't even tell hr friends.

He looked at her strangely. "What do you need money for?"

Kagome's face flushed red. "You're really nosey aren't you?"

"Just tell me!"

"It's none of your business."

"Feh. What ever, bitch." The owner of the car growled.

Kagome glared at him hard and went to open the door. She had had enough of the demon for the night and never wanted to see him again. Sure he was handsome, but he called her a bitch, pried into her personal business and apparently used hookers! Yes, this was one man Kagome decisively did not like.

"Where do you think you're going, wench?"

Another one to add to her list now: wench. "I'm leaving. What does it look like?" Kagome snapped. She really had to use a bathroom.

"No you're not."

He sounded so sure Kagome nearly believed him. Then she realized that he was being an ass and pulled on the door handle.

"Come back here!" The silver haired man shouted. He grabbed the back of her trench coat and forced her back into the seat. "You're not going anywhere."

"Yes I am!" Kagome struggled to get out of her seat.

The man didn't respond this time, he merely started his silver and black convertible and pulled onto the street. The rise was smooth and if Kagome wasn't scared out of her mind and didn't have to go to the bathroom so bad she felt like she would explode and she wasn't being driven by an asshole against her wished to God knows where, Kagome would have enjoyed herself. She had never been close to anything this expensive let alone ridden in it.

The car ride was completely silent. Neither one spoke as the driver steered his car down one street and then the next. Buildings and street lights and the occasional tree flashed by as they drove at a break neck speed. Kagome clung to her seat for dear life.

It took fifteen minutes for the two to arrive at a massive sky scraper housing apartments. Kagome looked up in amazement at the outside of the building as they whipped around a corner into the underground parking which Kagome was equally amazed by.

The massive parking space was nearly filled with cars. They ranged from expansive to ones that looked as if they should have been dumped long ago. Every colour imaginable seemed to flash by her eyes as Inuyasha sped around turns, looking for his parking space. They came to a screeching halt near a door and an elevator somewhere in the middle of the space. When Kagome got out on shaky legs, she marveled at how straight he'd managed to park. Or were her eyes still spinning?

"What's your name?" The driver of the convertible suddenly asked as if struck by a sudden thought. Kagome blinked twice and clutched her head before answering.

"Uh… er-Kagome," she stuttered, stumbling slightly before steadying herself and waiting for her head to stop spinning. "Urg! What was the rush?"

"Rush? What are you talking about?" The silver haired man pressed a button beside the elevator and a few seconds later he pushed it twice again, impatient.

"I mean we went so fast! I've only been in a vehicle a few times before!" Kagome panted. She was still a little dizzy, but at least she could stand up strait. Not that the boots helped.

"Come on." The silver haired man grabbed her hand and dragged her into the elevator as it dinged and the doors opened. The man succeeded in pushing another button and the doors closed with another ding, signaling the elevator to start moving. Kagome was having problems. She'd been on a lift before, but it was a little different then the elevator. She staggered and had to brace herself against the wall. The silver haired man smirked at her.

"It's not funny!" Kagome argued as she continued to brace herself against the wall.

The silver haired demon only laughed. He shook his head and looked forward again. Kagome only huffed indignantly. Stupid jackass, Kagome thought to herself.

It took nearly ten minutes to get to the penthouse apartment and by the time the elevator doors opened, Kagome was ready to fall on her face. And that's exactly what she did. The silver haired man laughed and smirked as he helped her to her feet.

Kagome looked around the room she was immediately standing in. It was white and clean everything looked perfect. It gave off the feeling of luxury and power. The walls were white and the tail marble. There were end tables with pictures, mail and one with a vase of white lilies. Black and white photos hung on the walls, obviously taken by a professional of the city or people or demons.

"Welcome to my humble abode." The silver haired man smiled.

Just as Kagome opened her mouth to speak, there was a huge bang and some clattering of metal. Only a split second later, a man dressed as a chef ran across the open double doored entrance, chased closely by a woman with long black hair in a maids dressed, looking very pissed, holding a frying pan over her head, looking as if she was about to kill the chef. She in turn was being chased by a young boy it seemed. He had red hair, pointy ears and a fluffy tail, obviously a little demon. They were all shouting: the chef about forgiveness and love, the maid about death and pain, and the young demon about Inuyasha and his wrath. Kagome and the silver haired man who was apparently, according the young demon, was called Inuyasha sweat dropped.

The young demon poked his head back around the corner, noticing his master for the first time. "Oh, your home," was all he said.

"Shippou you little twit, what did I tell you?" Inuyasha crossed his arms, glaring at the little kitsune demon.

"I tried Inuyasha, but Miroku just couldn't keep his hands to himself!" The red headed demon approached his master and gestured toward the sounds of banging and yelling. Inuyasha slapped his forehead.

Shippou dropped his arms and looked at Kagome for the first time. He looked her up and down and smiled. Kagome grinned back and waved a little. Shippou shoved his hands in the pockets of his black uniform. "Do I have to call you Lord Inuyasha or Maser while she's around? I don't want to." Kagome was a little hurt that he was rude enough to talk about her like she wasn't there and shocked that he would talk that way to his master.

Inuyasha sighed. "Well I guess not, you little turd, but you could at least be politer!" The last par of his sentence became annoyed and he growled a little.

"Okay, what ever," Shippou said, completely ignoring Inuyasha as he turned to Kagome, smiling again. "Hi."

"Hello," Kagome said and bent down to shake his hand.

"I'm Shippou."

"Hi there Shippou, my name's Kagome. Pleased to meet you."

"Me too." Kagome wasn't entirely sure that made sense but she shrugged it off.

"Go get Miroku and Sango." Inuyasha ordered.

"Get them yourself," Shippou said, crossing his arms. Inuyasha snarled at him. "Okay, okay, yeesh, I'm going, I'm going." Shippou mumbled as he left the entrance.

Inuyasha sighed and slapped his forehead again, dragging his hand down his face. "Sorry about that. The pest isn't usually this bad."

Kagome shrugged. "I don't care." She stated honestly. Who was she to judge him? She was only a hooker and he was a demon. With a pent house no less!

"INUYASHA! SANGO IS KILLING MIROKU!" Shippou screamed from somewhere in the house.

"Oi! HOLD ON!" Inuyasha yelled back. He then turned to Kagome. "Make yourself at home. I might be a minute."

Kagome nodded and watched him leave. Make myself at home eh? Kagome thought as she looked around her. Not very homey. Kagome wandered cautiously inside, looking around her. To her left there was a sitting room with a fire place. It looked expensive and elegant. It was probably reserved for important guests. To her right, Kagome found a massive dining room. The frosted glass doors were ajar and Kagome couldn't resist peaking in. It had a long table and seats with padded cushions made of elegant looking wood. The floors were hardwood and the walls were a honey colour. It was a nice room.

The next room to Kagome's right was the kitchen. It had no door, only an entrance. Kagome couldn't help but go it. Everything was so shiny and interesting. Kagome couldn't help herself; she had to touch everything. From the fridge and the stove to opening all the cupboards, Kagome had the time of her life. She was just looking at the spilt food on the floor and the bots and pans lying about when the chef himself entered.

He was a man just above average height with dark brown hair that was tied back in a pony tail at the nape of his neck. His eyes were bright even though they were a dark colour. Over all he was an attractive man and Kagome decided she liked him.

"Why hello there," he smiled and walked toward Kagome. Next thing she knew he was grasping her hands and looking into her eyes, an extremely serious expression on his face. "Will you bear my child?"

Kagome blushed several shades of red. "Wha- what?!"

"Would you bear my child?" He repeated.

"Eep!" Kagome gaped, not sure how to react.

"Miroku!" The girl in the maids dress snapped. As the chef turned to look at her she dropped the pan down on his head.

"Ouch Sango, that hurts. Why are you so cruel to me, my love?"

Sango, who was apparently the maid, narrowed her eyes. She dropped the frying pan down on his head again. "Where should I start?"

Inuyasha came into the doorway and placed his hands on his hips. "Sango…." He said in a warning tone.

Sango looked over her shoulder, the same annoyed, angry expression on her face. Miroku was still looking at her, the pan on his head, tears of pain mostly streaming down his face (anime style). "He asked her to bear his child." Sango said flatly.

Inuyasha growled. "You idiot," he personally took the pan from Sango's hand and banged it over Miroku's head.

Kagome watched on, only blinking occasionally when she needed to.

"Hey… wench."

"It's Kagome." She was starting to get annoyed… really annoyed.

"Yeah, what ever," Inuyasha waved it off. "How would you like to work as a maid for me?"

"I'd probably hate it." Kagome stated flatly.

"At least you wouldn't have to be a hooker."

Kagome saw the reason, but she thought it was a little unorthodox. She would have to go back to the Center now and get her occupation changed again. She really didn't want to o back there, but if it meant she got great wages, could support her family and didn't have to sell her body, Kagome would do it.

"When do I start?"

"Tomorrow at eight. Wake me up and make sure the hentai makes me breakfast and make sure Sango doesn't kill him. I like his cooking."

"When do you want me to be here?"

"You'll live here. Just wake up on time." With that said, Inuyasha sighed and stretched, leaving them.

Kagome blinked. "Wait! What about my family? My clothes and stuff? They don't know I'm here!"

"Sango or someone can take you to see them tomorrow. Night everyone. Oh, and Sango," Inuyasha's head appeared from around the entrance, "make sure Miroku keeps his paws off and that the wench is all set up in her new room." With that he was gone.

There was silence. "He called me a wench again!" Kagome noticed and crossed her arms over her chest.

Miroku smiled perversely and grabbed Sango's ass.

"EEP!"

BANG

[A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed! It means a lot. I want more reviews for the next chapter though, same rule XP. Love you - raven.