InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Intern ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Chapter 3


Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of its characters. This is just a fun hobby.


Author’s Note: I am so very sorry about the long wait. I have been completely wrapped up with class work, my other two DBZ fan fictions, and pure laziness. I am trying to get some of my unfinished fictions out of the way so that I can concentrate on this fiction.


Two weeks of hell had already come to pass. They had been dreadful and to be quite honest she wasn’t sure how she got through it without ripping out ever strand of hair.


Kagome popped both her fuzzy slippers off her feet and curled up on her couch looking at a few envelops that had come for her in the mail. Electric bill was the first one and the second was one of those annoying credit card applications, which she didn’t care for. She tossed it to the coffee table before she pulled her knees in close. Her small fingers traced over the flimsy white fold and tore it with ease, pulling the bill free.


Her eyes scanned the numbers written on the page and after a moment of silence she let a soft huff escape her dry lips.


How am I going to afford my rent if I have to keep paying for this?


Kagome ran a hand roughly through her dark brown locks of hair, which hung loosely to her shoulders blades. Her light brown orbs scanned her ceiling as she completely sprawled out upon the cushions.


“I can’t wait to graduate…” she whispered to herself.


-knock,knock-


Kagome shot up from her couch, letting her wide eyes slide down her small frame to her bare thighs. She tugged at the night shirt, pulling it down past her exposed rear end and took off toward her bed room.


“I’m coming!” she called to the door.


“Kagome Higurashi, open this door. I need to have a word with you…” the voice of her cranky land lord seeped through the closed wooden door, which made her cringe.


Kagome yanked her dresser draw open and pulled out a pair of bunny printed pajama pants. The elastic band snapped into place and with a slight yank on her t-shirt everything was in place and covered. She rushed to her small jewelry box and pulled out a black hair tie, yanking her hair up into a messy bun and made large strides toward her door.


Kagome messed with her touchy lock a few times before she was able to get it open, and even then she hesitated because she knew how cranky the woman was.


“Good afternoon,” Kagome forced a wide smile upon her lips as she gripped the door tightly, hoping the woman wouldn’t just invite herself in, “What can I do for you?”


The short stout woman stood up on her tiptoes and peaked over Kagome’s shoulder with narrowed eyes. She rocked back on her heels and then glared at the young girl in front of her, placing her hands upon her wide hips.


“You owe me rent, where is it?” the old woman grunted tapping her toe.


“Didn’t you get the note I dropping to your mail box?” Kagome tilted her head to the side, feeling a wave of nervousness completely over take her.


“Yes, I did. The only problem with that I have given you plenty of grace periods in the past, and you seem to continue to same routine. If I don’t have rent in my mailbox by tomorrow at twelve o’clock, you will have two weeks to move everything out of this apartment and find a new place to live. Do you got that?” her grey eyebrow cocked high as she leaned in to give her yet another evil glare.


“But…I work tomorrow!” Kagome’s hand gripped the collar of her shirt tightly, feeling her eyes prickling with tears.


“You will find a way if you want to have a home.” The old woman began to chuckle viciously as she waddled down the hallway.


Kagome slowly shut her front door and slide to the ground, sighed softly. Her hands lifted and scrubbed her face, fighting the angry tears that were threatening to escape her bloodshot eyes.


“What am I going to do now?” she asked herself, letting her head fall back and hit the hard surface of her door.


“Oi, open up,” Sango’s loud voice pierced her ears. Her eyes flung open feeling the hard knock, which radiated through the back of her head.


Shit I totally forgot about her coming over, what time is it anyway?


Kagome slowly pushed her body up and ran to the kitchen, gripping the edge of the door way to peak over at the clock on her microwave.


The illuminated numbers read, 12:32. She gasped and hurried back to the door to let her friend in.


“Hey Sango, I totally forgot you were coming over,” she let a nervous laugh escape her lips, which her friend rewarded her with an interesting look.


“Are you alright? Don’t tell me creeper has you working your ass off at home too…” Sango referenced to her boss and dramatically popped her hip, placing a hand upon it and took in her friend’s pathetic form, “Girl, have you even taken a shower today?”


Kagome picked up a strand of her hair loose hair, which had fallen from her messy bun and brightly blushed, “Sorry, like I said I totally forgot about today. I was up until two in the morning trying to finish these business proposals for Mr. Takahashi and…yeah,” her shoulders slumped as she placed a hand across her forehead.


Sango signed softly, not being able to hide the grin on her lips, “I get it. I am no longer of any importance to you. Give in the shower, and don’t take too long. I am hungry.” Her dark haired friend chuckled and then gripped Kagome’s shoulders, shoving her toward the bathroom.


Kagome slowly shut the bathroom door behind her, shooting her friend an annoyed glare before allowing the door to click shut. She stepped up close to the edge of her tub and twisted the knob. The shower head spritzed a few times before it shot the water out correctly. She stood up and stripped her clothing, along with opening one of her drawers in the mini dresser for her towels and then stepped under the cascading water.


Kagome’s hair was instantly drenched, as streams of water caressed over the soft curves of her body. Leaning into the tiled surface of her shower, Kagome let her forehead rest a moment as she tried to figure out what to tell Sango. She couldn’t go to lunch with her because she had no money. She exhaled, causing droplets of water to spray from her lips. She would have to tell her something, and she figured she needed to tell her in a way that didn’t seem like she was in a financial crisis.


Kagome quickly finished her relaxing shower and stepped out, wrapping a towel around her body tightly. She stood in front of the mirror and combed out the wet messy hair attached to her scalp and opened the door to get dressed.


She dressed in a simple red t-shirt and some tight fitting jeans. She slipped on a pair of her favorite flip flops and carefully wiggled her toes. Kagome grabbed a bottle of her favorite mousse and kneaded it through her wet hair, blow drying it and then throwing it up into a messy bun.    


“Are you almost done, chick?” Sango called from the living room. She lifted her head from one of Kagome’s romance novels, which had been lying under her coffee table. She raised a brow and tilted her body slightly to see down the dark hallway.


Kagome was messing with her hair still as she moved into view. She paused and gasped running toward her friend and snatched the book clean from her hand, “Stop snooping through my things.” She immediately dropped to her knees and began to grip each book and stacked them in her arms.


“Kagome, I can’t believe how many romance novels you have obtained in the past six months. You need to get laid. How long has it been again?” Sango chuckled seeing the bright red blush form on her cheeks, along with that pursed lip glare she shot her from over her shoulder.


“So what if I haven’t gotten laid. I don’t need to in order to be content.” Kagome stalked back to her room with a heaping load of romance novels in her arms.


“Six months is a long time, I know this because that is when you broke it off with Hojo,” Sango said in an obnoxious tone.


“The last month I was with Hojo I didn’t sleep with…Sango, stop it! It has been a while, but I am far too busy for a boyfriend,” she raised her voice and came slowly back into her living room not making eye contact with Sango.


“Who said it has to be a boyfriend? Why not a one night stand?” She wiggled her eyebrows, but noticed Kagome was not enjoying her fun.


Sango was laughing and placed her hands over her tightening stomach muscles, “Relax, I am just playing around. I haven’t had sex in like two months. I feel your frustration; well I might not completely feel your frustration since it has been seven months for you, but…” Sango lifted her eyes to see her friend tapping her foot and raising a brow.


It would surely be any moment now that Kagome would be throw her out, so she decided to leave it alone and change the subject, “So, are you ready?”


Kagome shifted her eyes toward her kitchen and shrugged, “Well, I was thinking we could just find something here, I mean I could make something for you.” She offered her friend a smile.


“No, come on lets go out for lunch. I have been craving some good ramen.” Sango wined.


“I don’t get paid till the end of the week, and what I have left I have to use for rent and bills,” Kagome tried to weasel her way out of it.


“My treat?” Sango asked her, cupping her hands in her lap.


“No, Sango you don’t have to, really. We can eat something…” Kagome was cut off just as soon as she rejected her friends offer.


“Kagome Higurashi, I am paying for you this time and that is final. You can treat me next time how about that?” Sango stood and grabbed her friends hand, “Come on…no more arguing. I will not change my mind.”


Kagome let her head flop backward and a loud growl erupted from her lips, “Fine…I guess I will just have to treat you next time.”


The waitress brought the girls their steaming bowls of ramen. Kagome had asked for a couple extra slices of hardboiled egg to be placed inside. Immediately she gripped her chop sticks and dug in. She was completely enjoying her day off, which wasn’t nearly enough for the last couple weeks. They had practically driven her to the point of insanity. Sango glanced up from her own bowl and smiled, enjoying her time with her friend.


“So, you were typing up some proposals, huh?” she slurped up a few noodles, savoring the taste.


“Yes, he gave me a company laptop just for that purpose. He expects extra work. I am not complaining because he is paying me more for my time, but I didn’t realize it would take up this much of my time.” Kagome sighed softly, brushing some of her loose bangs from her eyes.


Sango frowned and pursed her lips, dipping her chopsticks in the hot liquid, “Well, you know sex is a great way to keep stress away.” A large grin formed on her lips, especially when she saw in her peripheral vision that Kagome had stopped eating, chewing, and moving all together.


“What? I am just saying…” Sango teased.


“That isn’t funny. Let’s not speak about my terrible excuse for a sex life, ok? I hate how you just love to make fun of me…I just…” Kagome shrugged and licked her lips deciding whether or not to finish her sentence.


“What?” Sango’s dark eyebrows narrowed slightly as she watched the emotions playing across her face, “Come on. Remember I am paying for your meal…” Sango piped in a sing song voice.


“Sex isn’t all that great if you ask me…so I could do with or without it…” Kagome shrugged twisting some noodles and placing it in her waiting mouth.


“Girl, what kind of sex have you been having?” Sango raised a brow and placed her chop sticks to the side, “Don’t tell me Hojo was the selfish type…”


“Hojo was my first, so I wouldn’t know…” Kagome kept her eyes lowered to her bowl as a blush formed over her cheeks yet again. Her dark eyes shifted around the restaurant, hoping no one was paying close attention to their scandalous conversation.



“Alright, did he ever…you know…go down on you?” Sango leaned back hearing the soft choking sound erupt from her friend’s throat, “Oh my god….shut up. The next thing you will be telling me is you have never experienced an orgasm.” Kagome’s silence completely gave her away. Sango’s jaw dropped.


“Yes…I…I mean…well, I guess I have. Sango I am not sure.” Kagome tossed her chop sticks into her bowl and shot her friend an irritated glance, “Seriously, I am humiliated can we please change the subject?” Kagome crossed her arms over her chest.


“You need to get laid, and I mean by a real man. Maybe a man with sexy eyes, and long white hair…” Kagome then cut her friend off by slamming her hands upon the table top.


“I will not sleep with my boss,” Kagome raised her voice, gaining a few curious looks. Quickly after her small outburst, she pulled back her hands and cleared her throat, “Please, I don’t want to talk about it anymore…” Kagome made eye contact with her.


Sango lifted her hands and nodded, “Alright, I am sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I was only kidding anyway. You know I have teased you about his amazingly great looks from day one.” Her friend chuckled and then continued eating, which for the next several minutes they were completely in silence.


After their meal Sango quickly paid, left a tip and they made their way to the exit. They walked a couple blocks talking about their high school days and how much things have changed. As they arrived home, Kagome spotted her landlady standing outside of the apartment complex watering some of the flowers. She paused and turned quickly, flashing her friend a nervous smile.


“Well, thank you very much for ramen! I will call you tomorrow when I get off work. I should be home around five thirty.” Kagome embraced her friend and waited for her to leave.


“Oh, trying to get me to leave so quickly, eh?” Sango chuckled and glanced suspiciously in the old woman’s direction, “Alright, please call and tell me about your day. Maybe you will meet mister tall, dark, and handsome among your co-workers.” Sango gave her friend a saucy grin, which she was rewarded with a playful swat.


“Oh gosh, you can leave. Good-bye Sango.” Kagome chuckled and waved over her shoulder. Her vision immediately focused on the woman bent over her plants.


She tried to walk as slowly as she could so that Sango would be far enough from them so she wouldn’t hear the lady complain to her yet again. She practically tip toed past, which the lady turned quickly and narrowed her eyes, “Higurashi, tomorrow I better see my money.” She drawled in her crackling voice.


The blasted buzzed sounded in her ear bright and early, causing her body to bolt straight up. The god awful sound practically gave her nightmares. It was the sort of sound a person cringed to, much like claws to a chalkboard. She showered, dressed in a pair of simple black high heels, and a simple outfit. She wore a white button down blouse with a pink tank underneath. Her black shirt hugged her slightly rounded hips and barely brushed her knees.


Kagome decided to wear her hair down for the day, since all she seemed to do was throw it up lately. She applied a small amount of make-up and reached out to grab her perfume, but paused. She immediately relived that dreadful moment when her boss told her straight out that she smelt, and not to wear it ever again. She constantly forgot about perfume because it had been a part of her daily routine for so long. A shade of crimson formed upon her cheeks as she retracted her hand and sighed, preparing to leave for work


She was able to pick up Mr. Takahashi’s cup of coffee along with getting into the office five minutes before her shift was meant to start. She logged in to the laptop she had pulled from her small handbag and immediately hooked it up to a printer, preparing to create hard copies of her hard work. Kagome turned and straightened her skirt before walking to the double doors leading to her boss’ office.


She knocked a few times and then entered seeing he was typing quickly upon his mac laptop, not even acknowledging her presents, which did not surprise her after spending two full weeks with the terrible man.


“Here is your coffee, Mr. Takahashi.” She slid the warm cup on top of his desk and turned to walk away.


“Higurashi…” a deep voice drawled in a questioning tone.


Kagome immediately paused and clenched her fists. Her eyes closed slowly as she gritted her teeth. What could possibly be wrong now? She slowly turned and opened her light brown eyes, shooting him a glance over her shoulder.


Sesshomaru was leaning back in his chair, with a raised brow. His head was tilted to the side and his pen was tapping softly upon his spotless desk. A few strands of his brilliantly gleaming hair cascaded over one of his shoulders, creating a strange appeal that Kagome had never had before. She raised her chin slightly and licked her lips nervously.


“Yes?” she finally asked letting her hands relax at her side.


“Your hair…” he stated in a curious tone.


“My hair? Is there something wrong?” Kagome’s hands immediately shot for the dark locks, which the morning sun illuminating through his open window causing golden highlights to shine through. She swallowed hard and roughly toyed with her hair nervously.


“Keep it like that…” he stated in a dull tone, letting his eyes shift over her body quickly before turning back to his laptop screen and continuing his work.


Kagome paused and slowly relaxed. A shocked expression had completely overtaken her facial features. Her cheeks heated and as she felt the sensation she hurried to the door without a word.


“Higurashi…” his voice sounded through the loud clicking of his fingers across his keyboard.


Kagome gripped the door handle and paused, “Yes Mr. Takahashi?”


“Bring me the proposals.” He shot back quickly.


Kagome rushed to her desk and brought up the files. She pressed ‘print’, and waited for each one to finish printing. She quickly stapled each document and rushed back into his office, laying them across his desk in a neat row, ready for him to read and review.


He sighed softly and turned in his office chair, gripping a red pen from his ‘red pen holder’. His eyes shifted over the first document and set it in a bin, which was labeled in fine print she couldn’t make out. He went through every single one until he completely tightened up on the last document and sucked in a slow breath. Kagome’s breath hitched in her throat, knowing it was one of the last ones she was reviewing as exhaustion over took her around two in the morning a couple days ago.


Sesshomaru took the cap of his pen and placed it delicately against the wooden surface of his desk. He gripped it and began to mark up the page furiously, adding in his own commentary along the way. With words and symbols like:


???


Is this a joke?


Ridiculous


This isn’t a good sentence.


No.


After he was finished completely annihilating her work, once again, he handed the document back to her calmly. His facial features never changed, nor his body language. It was as if he had no emotions what so ever. The only thing remotely different about him when he was reading through her documents was his breathing.


He would take in a deep breath and almost sigh as if irritation had set in. She always knew when he was going to pull out the red pen of doom.


“Thanks for the rude commentary. That was a lovely touch. I think you have completely made my day, Mr. Takahashi.” Kagome growled under her breath, snatching the document and quickly walking toward the exit. The papers almost crumpled in her hands. She felt her emotions taking hold as soon as she gripped the door handle. Tears were flowing from her eyes, which completely shocked her because she had never been this angry about a critique, ever.


She threw the document on her desk and roughly wiped her eyes. She lifted her head to see his long, lean form leaning against the frame of the door. In his hand were a few pieces of paper with announcement typed upon them. His golden eyes studied her face a moment, seeing the blotchy redness forming around her eyes.


“I need copies of these, about twenty each.” Sesshomaru raised his lightly tinted brow, seeing the glistening tears in her eyes. She walked toward him and took them.   


“Sure…” she whispered softly, sniffling in the process. Kagome turned and made her way to the copy room on their floor. She opened the door and stepped in, flicking on the light.


She pressed a few buttons, placed the paper flat and waited for each piece of print off.


“You forgot one more…” a silky voice said from behind her.


She had heard the door open, but she ignored it figuring it was another employee. She was shocked he had actually delivered the forgotten piece of paper. Usually he would wait until she had completely finished the task to tell her about the forgotten documents. She was almost positive the man enjoyed the look upon her face each time he told her she had to redo something, or she had make a second trip. He loved to double her work and watch her squirm.


“Oh, thank you.” She reached out and placed it upon the countertop.


“Is something bothering you?” he stood before her a moment with his hands in his pockets.


Kagome was completely taken back. He usually didn’t give a crap about what she had to say, or if she was enjoying her day what so ever. She was completely convinced someone had hijacked his body.


“Um, I am fine. Just life…you know?” she offered a kind smile, lifting a hand to sift through her brown locks of hair.


“Tears usually mean someone is upset deeply. You have never cried just because I have inked up a document. As your boss I demand you tell me what has happened…I do not want this affecting your work.” Sesshomaru said calmly, which she was completely irritated by his word choice.  


“It isn’t anything of importance…really.” Kagome raised a hand and shook her head, trying hard to get him to drop it, “I will be fine.” She bit her lower lip and collected the first set of copies and placed them to the side, preparing the copy machine for the next round.


“I can stand here all day until you tell me, Higurashi. I have the time…” Mr. Takahashi leaned against the countertop causing his shoulders to slump over, and his hair to flow beautifully over them.


Kagome’s dark eyes lifted after pressing ‘copy’ and turned to face him, “I am going to be evicted. This was like the second time I didn’t have rent in time and my land lady is stingy, so I have to find a new apartment in two weeks, or I might have to live out of your office for a few days.” She sighed, feeling a wave of embarrassment overtake her completely.


“Why not see if a family member has room to spare?” Sesshomaru asked, lifting his golden orbs to meet her glistening stare.


“They live too far away; I wouldn’t be able to work. I was thinking about my friend Sango, but she barley has enough room for herself, let alone another person. So basically I am royally screwed.” She said as she dragged her hand through her hair, gripping it tightly and closing her eyes.


Sesshomaru let his head drop back, as he looked to the ceiling as if contemplating a few things in his mind. His hands slipped from inside his pockets and leaned against the edge of the countertop. Finally after a few moments he said something that completely shocked her.


“I have plenty of room in my home. You will stay with me until you find a new place.” He pushed himself from the edge and slowly made his way toward the door, turning before he reached the exit.


“No, no I couldn’t possibly do that. You’re my boss and that wouldn’t be right.” Kagome flushed bright red as she fidgeted nervously.  


“I am the owner of this company. It is alright, plus it isn’t like I am asking you for a lifelong commitment. It is only for a short time. What other options do you have, Higurashi?” He pointed out, offering her a soft grin.


Kagome paused, letting a large amount of air to escape her lungs. Her boss was allowing her to live in his home until she found a place. Gosh, she was really going to get it from Sango if she found out. She lifted her eyes and allowed a nervous giggle to escape her lips.


Sesshomaru Takahashi had arranged for the girl to be moved from her apartment. Kagome had fussed over it few a good ten minutes before she allowed the moving crew to enter her apartment. He granted her time off, which had helped her with packing. She had everything ready to go in less than a week, which was completely unlike her. Though she had to say it was rather nice not having to work on documents, or seeing the red pen he wielded each time he reviewed her work.


She quickly settled in his home, which was absolutely gorgeous. She stepped into the mansion and was completely blown away by the beautifully crafted furniture, which was precisely placed, and the large layout of the entire home. It like something out of the Home and Garden magazine, which with his dull personality, she completely doubted this was his doing. Could it have been his soon to be ex-wife?  She completely doubted the woman would be on the property from the exchange she had witnessed just a few weeks back.


Soon after she arrived one of the staff members of his house directed her to her room, which had its own bathroom and veranda that over looked the massive lake in the rear end of the home. She was in heaven. Kagome didn’t know if she could ever move out with a view like this.


“Dinner is prepared at seven every night. You are more than welcome to come down to the dining room at that time. Mr. Takahashi told me to inform you of this.” The man smiled and left her to collect her thoughts.


“Thank you,” Kagome called to him before the sound of door clicking shut reached her ears.  


Her boss had many workers employed at his personal home. She honestly didn’t expect any less from him he did have quite a bit of money that much was evident. People were hard at work in the gardens surrounding his extravagant home, and a good handful of people were busy cleaning within the home. She honestly wondered what it was like working for a perfectionist. Immediately after remember that fact, the sheer thrill had died. She was living with him now. This meant she would be expected a lot more for this gracious thing he was doing for her.


Well Kagome, this is definitely going to be an interesting few weeks….


End of Chapter 3…


I hope you all enjoyed it, please review!


Mallie-3





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