InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The name of the game is... ❯ The name of the game is� Walking the walk�. ( Chapter 1 )

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

Heres another funnylastic fanfic…..i love making up words, seeing as I cant spell worth shit…heee..hee I crack myself up….well this one all about Kagome….she going to be my little bad ass girlfriend… ENJOY!

“Cluck cluck” SPEAKING

`Wait a minute I'm a duck, why an I clucking?' THINKING

The name of the game is… Walking the walk….

Chapter 1:

A/N: so all the names after the beginning up there is the name of the chapter GotIT!

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Tokyo, it's a beautiful city, never ending until it hits the water. It was a world inside many others, always changing, always moving and making everyone move with it. But many didn't want to be the ones that moved with it, many wanting to be the one to move the world with whatever they had.

Among the bodies of steel and blaster there was a world that fought for dominance and the hunger for who was the best. Feeding on anyone that stepped in there way.

Fashion, a two syllable word that could make cats hiss and mountains crumble. It was a hungry, maggot infested world where the maggots that wanted the meat were dressed up in the plastic pretty-faces and iron shoes. They pulled everyone in like a tomato fight; once you started you can't stop. (Never was in a tomato fight, seemed like a hellava lot of fun.)

One woman in that many million of humans and others, like my little brother that I swear came from the Zoo, was pulled in to this dangerous world of killing glares that boor into the back of your head.

Kagome Higurashi was only 19 years old, fresh out of college when the fashion bug bit her on the ass. She was lost in the world of color and glamour and everything about it. (Sniff) poor, poor helpless Kagome.

So that's where we start up at, Kagome gathering her mail.

Walking down her small hallway to her apartment, Kagome was half asleep as she shifted through her mail wondering how a small town girl like her was getting so much junk mail when she didn't even subscribe to anything. Sighing as she fixed her glasses on her face and shifted her armful of art material and tried to open her door with her semi open hand. Finally getting the door open Kagome filed into her shoe box of a house and started to dump everything all over the place. Her house, slash that, room was filled with nothing but her art and designs that she sketched up ever day, twenty-four-hours a day. Either fixing up others or trying to get her own designs to fit the ever moving culture of Tokyo, she sighed as she gave up looking for a place to set her stuff so she dumped her new paint canvas on the ground and started to look for her kitchen.

“I know I left it here when I left.” Kagome started to dig papers off her counter to start cooking her meal. Giving up on what to make and too scared to see what was growing within the two-year unopened refrigerator, she settled for Ramen. Finishing up her food as she sat down in front of her twelve inch T.V and watched the news.

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Kagome suddenly froze looking over her jungle of art. Where was the PHONE? Jumping up she started to jump around the room, paper flying as she tried to find the phone before whoever hung up.

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“Keep ringing baby!” Kagome cried as she heard that she was getting closer. Finally finding it she pressed the bottom. “Hello?” she said as she tried to gather up her thrown papers.

“Kagome, if you were like this in my office I would have fired you months ago.” Kagome dropped her papers.

“Hey Boss, um sorry I couldn't find the phone…what may I owe this pleasure of you…”

“Cut the crap Kagome, I want those designs done by tomorrow morning and if there not you'll be hanging out by your nose in my garden with all of my last assistants for my Squirrel to eat.” At that the phone went dead and Kagome hung up.

“Kami, I hate my boss sometimes.” She looked around the room that she was living in and saw that she needed the money to keeping living in here and not on the streets.

Sitting down she started to take out her sketch and started to work on the pictures of her designs.

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“HIGURASHI!” a voice screamed out as Kagome was running around like a fish in a sushi shop doing task for everyone before the mad man with the knife chopped off her head. She came running back to where the voice yelled out to see what was wrong.

“Yes Madam?” she asked out of breathe. Kagome fixed her glasses as she looked up at the tall woman that looked down at her with a pointed nose.

“These aren't working like Kisuma wanted.” The woman pointed to the broken strap that was hanging off the model side. Kagome stepped forwards and threw open her sewing kit to find the right materials to fix it. Finding a same kind of cloth she cut it to the right size before she sewed the piece to the rest of the outfit.

“Higurashi!” Someone yelled from the other side of the floor. Taking off in another run Kagome dogged people as she got closer to who ever called her. “Higurashi in here!” someone yelled as she passed the room. Taking a step back she looked over to see three hair dressers fighting over how the models hair was to look like in the shot.

“Boys, and girls. Up, no down curls Kisuma will get mad!” Kagome said as the Stylist nodded and fixed the models hair. “HIGURASHI WERE ARE YOU!” Kagome took off on another run to get to the voice before it took down the building.

“Here Boss!” Kagome said as she came to the woman's side. Kisuma looked down at the child beside her. “Tell me Kagome why is there red within the water style?” she asked ready to bite off Kagome head.

“HUH?” Kagome looked over to see what Kisuma was talking about picking up the sketch she saw what was the problem. “Don't know boss, I sure didn't place that in, messes up the whole scene even though it gives it a abstract look should move it more towards the face, though so people look right at it.” Kisuma snagged the paper out of Kagome hand as she looked over the sketch as she growled out some words as she started to fix up the picture.

“Higurashi!” someone yelled off in the distance, when Kagome was about to take off to help them her phone rang as she answered it. “Hello?” she asked getting out her schedule book if it was for some model or whatever Kisuma had to change or go to.

“I want to talk to Kisuma, tell her this is a phone call she can't miss,” the voice said on the other end.

“If you're her x's lawyer she will have no time to speak to you.” Kagome said as she flipped through her book, “But she has en opening in July of next year if your that anxious.” The voice on the other end started to laugh.

“No this isn't her X's lawyer, well no tell her it is and that he took the dog.”

“Why you said your not?” Kagome said, “Just do it.” the voice on the other side said.

“BOSS HE GOT YOUR DOG!” Kagome said as she looked up to give the phone to her boss but she wasn't in the room anymore then the sound of crashing came from the hallway and Kisuma was snatching the phone out of her hand.

“You Rotten Bastard you Take Muchy-nuckin I WILL HUNT YOU….oh..” Kisuma said as she started to laugh. “Boy, you had me worried there for a moment.” Kisuma walked on out of the room as Kagome could only watch. Kagome wondered what just happened one moment her boss was ready to skin the next blonde that walked into her sight, and then she was happy, laughing even…who was on the phone? Kagome shrugged her shoulder as she heard her name in the distant and took off towards it.

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Kagome seen beautiful people before, she got into this business to get the chance to stare at the butt of hot modals but when she started she never really got the chance now. Sighing as she sat in front of Kisuma office writing stuff down Kagome was busy drawing a new sketch when her phone rang.

“Hello Romo Kisuma office,” she said as heard a voice on the other end knock her off her seat. his voice was like a god soft yet cold, husky and making ice-sickles grow down her back, even in her trench coat she got cold. “I would like you to give Kisuma a message since I can't reach her main phone.” This is the main phone you knuckle-head, Kagome thought as she got a paper and pen ready.

“Hit me.” she said.

“Excuse me?” the god like voice asked.

“Sorry, let me re-fraise that, Tell me you message.” She said as the voice came back on after awhile.

“Tell Kisuma that I would be happy to take her up on her offer. She should know who I am.” At that the phone went dead.

`Damn Models always thinking so high and mightily, I want to knock the next bitchy one out.' Kagome stated in her head as a voice came from within the office.

“Higurashi,” at that Kagome got up and walked into the office to see her boss sitting in her big easy chair. `I cant believe that woman gets everything…even a nice, big comfy chair, while my back and butt hurts all the time…grrrrrr.' Kagome was knocked out of her thoughts as she looked up to see her boss handing her some stuff to had out.

“Take these to Kiso and this to Takiyi and cancel my lunch for tomorrow I'm going to be going with someone else and bribe the bastard to do my shoot tomorrow.” She said as Kagome thought about the man on the phone.

“Dose he have a god like voice that also makes you feel like you have ice-sickles growing up you back.” Kisuma flipped around.

“No wrong bastard but I know who your talking about and what did the god of sick up my ass say?” she said throwing a low cast glare at Kagome.

“He said that he would do the shoot that you wanted him to do.” Kagome said as she started to walk backward towards the large doors.

“Yes!” Kisuma started to jump up and down, “I got one Boy all I need is the other!” she then looked at Kagome.

“I don't like the way your looking at me boss.” Kagome said as she was about to bolt towards the doors.

“Get Dresses up Doll-face your going on a double dater!” Kisuma then shoved opened mouth Kagome out of her office as Kagome froze where she landed on the floor.

Date? DATE? Kagome started to freak out! `What AM I GOING TO DO? Kagome started to walk in circles as she tried to come up with the best excuses that she could make up to get out of a date she wasn't about to lower herself to go out with no model not no how they could skin her before she went on a date with a plastic dolls…What about Hojo?” HOJO! That's right she had a boyfriend, or so she thinks and that would mean that she was cheating on her… she wasn't going to go on no date what so ever.

Rising her head up high Kagome stomped into her bosses office.