InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Professional ❯ chapter 02 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: taccora 
they meet
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.02.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
they meet
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.02.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
The Professional
Chapter 2
Kagome
The forty five minute drive to Inuyasha's house was a nice one. Everything was just so fast paced in Tokyo and hardly anyone headed into the countryside any more. Because of that the ride to Inuyasha's home was done with no traffic and the relaxing sounds of my Chris Botti CD added to a calm mood. It was one of those nice days when the breeze was cool so I opted to roll down my windows instead of turning on the air condition. The sun was setting and the skyline was breath taking. The orange, purple, and pinks merged beautifully with the blue and I wished I had a camera to capture the moment.
The last track of my CD came on as I got to the gates of Inuyasha's wooden estate. I pressed the button next to the voice box and waited for someone to buzz me in. Shortly after I buzzed a smooth voice asked me who I was.
"It's Kagome Higurashi," I replied clearly as I pressed the speak button.
Shortly after the iron gates started to open. I waited until the entrance was large enough for my car to get through before I took my car out of park and put it into drive. I followed the pebbled rode wondering what sort of structure this guy would be living in. Everything, with the exception of the gates, looked so...rustic. It took me a good ten minutes of driving down the man made path before I got to the main house and my mouth dropped in awe.
The house was one of the most beautiful structures I had ever seen. I was a log cabin but to the twentieth degree. The foundation was surrounded in gray rounded rocks and built with wooden logs. The house was, for the most part, made of glass and you could see in it at all angle. The roof and chimney were laid with the same rocks as the foundation and looked like something out of a fairy tale. I had never seen a house, or heard of a house, built in such a way. It was just a breathtaking structure. I took a deep calming breath before exiting my car and climbing the stairs that led to Inuyasha's front door and rang the doorbell.
I barely had time to smooth my hands over my jeans when the door opened and I stood in shock at the man standing in front of me. I had assumed, what with Mr. Taisho's strong genes, that Inuyasha would look almost identical to Sesshomaru. While Sesshomaru was definitely handsome he wasn't my type. Not only because he was married to my best friend but because he was masculine but also had quite a few feminine features. While there was nothing wrong with that and Sesshomaru was one hundred percent all male and very straight, that was just not something that made me all hot and bothered but Inuyasha was a different breed all together.
While you could definitely see the resemblance of the elder Taisho men in him he was more rugged and just looked like utter perfection. His platinum blonde hair, which was slightly short than his brother's, was pulled back into a low ponytail and stopped evenly at his waist. His amber colored eyes seemed to look through me as his little dog ears twitched in the breeze. His low riding stone washed jeans and tight white tank top revealed a perfectly sculpted body and I wondered momentarily why someone like him didn't have a girlfriend or someone he could call for the occasions his brother had asked me to be there for.
~*~*~
Inuyasha
"Inuyasha Taisho?" she asked, although she knew the answer to the question.
"And you must be Kagome Higurashi. Please come in," I replied as I moved back and allowed her to come in.
I smirked as she walked past me. I saw the way she was staring at me and it was nice to know I still had it. As I watched her hips sway I had to give it up to my brother for his tastes in women. Kagome was most definitely very beautiful but then again so was Kikyo.
"You have a beautiful home," she replied as she sat down on the couch in the living room.
"Thank you," I replied before asking her if she wanted anything to drink.
"Water, please," she replied.
I nodded and headed into the kitchen to get a glass of water. When I came back she was still in her seat but was looking at a magazine that was on my night table.
"Here you go," I replied as I handed her the glass.
"Thank you," she replied before taking a sip. "So...tell me about you?"
"What do you want to know?" I asked her.
"How old are you? What do you do for a living? What are your hobbies? Basic things that a girlfriend is supposed to know," she replied with a shrug as she sat back on my brown suede sofa.
"I'm twenty-six and I'm an architect," I replied.
"And hobbies?" she asked.
"What do you think I like to do?" I asked her, curious as to what she thought about me.
She stared at me for a minute and looked around the house before saying, "You like to read, exercise, and watch movies."
"And how do you figure that?" I asked.
"Your huge DVD collection makes me think you like to watch movies, you're fit so I figure you like to exercise, and you don't seem line a ditz do I figured you were well versed in the written word. Am I right?" she asked.
"Two out of three isn't bad," I replied before taking a seat on the couch across from her.
"What did I get wrong?" she asked curiously.
"The exercise thing. That's not a hobby or even something I several times a week. I spar here and there with my brother but other than that I don't do anything that would be placed in the fitness category," I replied.
"Really?" she asked skepticism in her voice as she stared me up and down.
"Really," I replied, hiding my smirk behind my cup, "So tell me a little about you?"
"I'm twenty-one and am the co-CEO of the Shikon Dating Service. I have a little brother who's attending Tokyo University and I'm not embarrassed to say that I love Harry Potter. My hobbies include reading Christine Feehan and Dee Henderson novels and I enjoy window shopping but not shopping," she replied.
"How can you enjoy window shopping and not actually buying anything?" I asked.
"I don't have the average body type," she started. "Most girls are petite, have a flat chest, and have a flat bottom and so most designers make their clothes for the majority. I'm healthy in those particular areas so clothes don't generally fit right."
"They seem to fit you right now," I stated, and then cursed myself for the slip.
Kagome smiled and said, "This is thanks to a very good tailor. I have to get almost all my clothes tailored and seeing as I don't buy cheap stuff I end up spending a fortune on my clothing."
My stomach rumbled and I glanced at my watch and saw that it had been six hours since the last time I'd eaten. I stood and turned to Kagome, "I was going to fix something to eat would you like anything?"
"What do you have?" she asked.
"Ramen in every flavor," I replied.
She shook her head and laughed before saying, "You are most definitely a bachelor."
I laughed along with her as I headed to the kitchen, "Well?"
"Chicken is fine," she called to me.
~*~*~
Kagome
It was a little after eight in the evening when I left Inuyasha's place and he had changed the few misconceptions I had about him. I thought, from the way Sesshomaru and Mr. Taisho carried themselves that Inuyasha would have been one of those arrogant rich pricks but he wasn't anything like that. He was a normal guy, well as normal as can be when you're the heir of a multi-billion dollar trust, who'd rather each 99 cent ramen than dine at one of the five star restaurants Tokyo has to offer. From various framed things around his home I noticed that he had his NBA in Business and that surprised me because he wasn't in business, or at least not the family business. When I asked him about it he just shrugged and told me that he could have had the same position Sesshomaru had but that he didn't want to work for his father.
He liked the certain degree of anonymity that he had gained over the years by not being too active in his father's business. Instead he owned and ran his own construction company that was very popular in Japan. He told ran it under a pseudonym and had his best friend's Mirouku and Sango Houshi to be the sort of figure heads for the business. I was socked when he told me that he had designed and built his own home. He liked being hands on and keeping himself under wraps allowed him a certain degree of freedom when it came to the work he did and how he lived his life.
That explained why he was so stiff when I first came over. He was cordial and a good host but he didn't seem too happy with my presence in his home, at least not at first. We talked about little things on the surface like what we liked to do during our spare time, our pet peeves, and things we liked. We strayed away from any heavy things, our family and past relationships, and just hung out and I suddenly wasn't feeling as pressured to do this favor for Sesshomaru. Inuyasha was actually a nice guy and someone I wouldn't mind calling a friend.
~*~*~
It was Sunday morning and it was one of the few days where I had nothing to do and decided to lounge around my apartment. I was getting into a movie on Starz when my phone started ringing. I had been screening my calls all day, only answering calls from my close friends and family, leaving anyone to talk to my answering machine. I was going to just ignore this particular call when I noticed my brother's cell phone number. I quickly grabbed the cordless phone and answered with a What do you want Souta?
"Well its nice to hear from you too sis," he replied sarcastically.
"I'm sorry but you know that Sunday's are my lounge around the house days so what do you want?" I asked him as I turned my attention back to the TV.
"Okay, so there's this dance coming up and I was wondering if you get me these sneakers I want," he begged.
"And what kind of sneakers are they and how much do you need?" I asked him.
Souta and I have been close since we were kids and my mother had done her best to take care of us and while we always had what we needed we barely every had what we wanted. That was a major reason why I worked so hard when I was younger and it had paid off. I lived very comfortably now and make sure that my family does too. My grandfather, who had been very sick during my last year of college, is now getting special treatment at Liberty Hospital and I had my mother's small house rebuilt in a modern western style everyone had been getting into recently. Souta had graduated high school at the top of his class and entered the University under an academic and athletic scholarship and while he didn't haven to pay for anything I transferred money into his bank account every month to make sure he had spending money to get the things he wanted like the rest of his friends.
"They're a pair of black monogrammed Gucci sneakers and they run about $350," Souta mumbled.
"You want a pair of $350 sneakers? What do they do?" I asked him.
"Don't act like Kags. You spend more than that on your heels," he started.
"Heels are not sneakers Souta," I started.
"Please!" he whined.
"Oh, alright. I'll transfer the money into your account tomorrow," I replied.
"Thanks sis," Souta said exuberantly over the line.
"You're welcome Souta," I replied before saying, "Now get off the phone so I can get back to my movie."
~*~*~
Inuyasha
It had been a little over a week since my initial meeting with Kagome and I had to admit that I liked her. She was different that the other girl's I'd been with on a social manner. She didn't want anything from me. Not a damn thing. She was self sufficient; had her own money, her own business, and was family oriented. I understood why Sesshomaru out the two of us together. Yeah I knew he was trying to be match maker, he wasn't exactly being sly about the fact that he thought Kagome was a better match for me than Kikyo ever was. This Friday would be a real test in how compatible Kagome and I were.
Friday was my father's annual business party and it was being held at Taisho Castle this year. Most of the press thought that Taisho Castle was a lavish mansion my father had built but it is actually my family's ancestral home and had been built centuries ago by my Great Grandfather. The castle itself hadn't been used at all in the last century or so and my father had used the last two years to modernize the castle and decorate to his and my mother's liking. It was finally deemed acceptable by my father's standards and the party planning service he had hired had been working for this party for the better part of two months and had been decorating the ball room of the castle for the last two weeks.
I had already told Kagome about the party and she had agreed to come. Even though I knew that was the arrangement, it felt weird to automatically assume she was free so I called her a few days in advance to ask her to come with me as well as to tell her what would and wouldn't be appropriate for this type of event. It's amazing how things turn out because just a month ago I was dreading the arrival of this party and now I'm actually looking forward to it. What's even better is that I hadn't thought of Kikyo more than twice in the last two weeks. Maybe Sesshomaru was right and I needed to get back to my old self again and start socializing.
Chapter 2
Kagome
The forty five minute drive to Inuyasha's house was a nice one. Everything was just so fast paced in Tokyo and hardly anyone headed into the countryside any more. Because of that the ride to Inuyasha's home was done with no traffic and the relaxing sounds of my Chris Botti CD added to a calm mood. It was one of those nice days when the breeze was cool so I opted to roll down my windows instead of turning on the air condition. The sun was setting and the skyline was breath taking. The orange, purple, and pinks merged beautifully with the blue and I wished I had a camera to capture the moment.
The last track of my CD came on as I got to the gates of Inuyasha's wooden estate. I pressed the button next to the voice box and waited for someone to buzz me in. Shortly after I buzzed a smooth voice asked me who I was.
"It's Kagome Higurashi," I replied clearly as I pressed the speak button.
Shortly after the iron gates started to open. I waited until the entrance was large enough for my car to get through before I took my car out of park and put it into drive. I followed the pebbled rode wondering what sort of structure this guy would be living in. Everything, with the exception of the gates, looked so...rustic. It took me a good ten minutes of driving down the man made path before I got to the main house and my mouth dropped in awe.
The house was one of the most beautiful structures I had ever seen. I was a log cabin but to the twentieth degree. The foundation was surrounded in gray rounded rocks and built with wooden logs. The house was, for the most part, made of glass and you could see in it at all angle. The roof and chimney were laid with the same rocks as the foundation and looked like something out of a fairy tale. I had never seen a house, or heard of a house, built in such a way. It was just a breathtaking structure. I took a deep calming breath before exiting my car and climbing the stairs that led to Inuyasha's front door and rang the doorbell.
I barely had time to smooth my hands over my jeans when the door opened and I stood in shock at the man standing in front of me. I had assumed, what with Mr. Taisho's strong genes, that Inuyasha would look almost identical to Sesshomaru. While Sesshomaru was definitely handsome he wasn't my type. Not only because he was married to my best friend but because he was masculine but also had quite a few feminine features. While there was nothing wrong with that and Sesshomaru was one hundred percent all male and very straight, that was just not something that made me all hot and bothered but Inuyasha was a different breed all together.
While you could definitely see the resemblance of the elder Taisho men in him he was more rugged and just looked like utter perfection. His platinum blonde hair, which was slightly short than his brother's, was pulled back into a low ponytail and stopped evenly at his waist. His amber colored eyes seemed to look through me as his little dog ears twitched in the breeze. His low riding stone washed jeans and tight white tank top revealed a perfectly sculpted body and I wondered momentarily why someone like him didn't have a girlfriend or someone he could call for the occasions his brother had asked me to be there for.
~*~*~
Inuyasha
"Inuyasha Taisho?" she asked, although she knew the answer to the question.
"And you must be Kagome Higurashi. Please come in," I replied as I moved back and allowed her to come in.
I smirked as she walked past me. I saw the way she was staring at me and it was nice to know I still had it. As I watched her hips sway I had to give it up to my brother for his tastes in women. Kagome was most definitely very beautiful but then again so was Kikyo.
"You have a beautiful home," she replied as she sat down on the couch in the living room.
"Thank you," I replied before asking her if she wanted anything to drink.
"Water, please," she replied.
I nodded and headed into the kitchen to get a glass of water. When I came back she was still in her seat but was looking at a magazine that was on my night table.
"Here you go," I replied as I handed her the glass.
"Thank you," she replied before taking a sip. "So...tell me about you?"
"What do you want to know?" I asked her.
"How old are you? What do you do for a living? What are your hobbies? Basic things that a girlfriend is supposed to know," she replied with a shrug as she sat back on my brown suede sofa.
"I'm twenty-six and I'm an architect," I replied.
"And hobbies?" she asked.
"What do you think I like to do?" I asked her, curious as to what she thought about me.
She stared at me for a minute and looked around the house before saying, "You like to read, exercise, and watch movies."
"And how do you figure that?" I asked.
"Your huge DVD collection makes me think you like to watch movies, you're fit so I figure you like to exercise, and you don't seem line a ditz do I figured you were well versed in the written word. Am I right?" she asked.
"Two out of three isn't bad," I replied before taking a seat on the couch across from her.
"What did I get wrong?" she asked curiously.
"The exercise thing. That's not a hobby or even something I several times a week. I spar here and there with my brother but other than that I don't do anything that would be placed in the fitness category," I replied.
"Really?" she asked skepticism in her voice as she stared me up and down.
"Really," I replied, hiding my smirk behind my cup, "So tell me a little about you?"
"I'm twenty-one and am the co-CEO of the Shikon Dating Service. I have a little brother who's attending Tokyo University and I'm not embarrassed to say that I love Harry Potter. My hobbies include reading Christine Feehan and Dee Henderson novels and I enjoy window shopping but not shopping," she replied.
"How can you enjoy window shopping and not actually buying anything?" I asked.
"I don't have the average body type," she started. "Most girls are petite, have a flat chest, and have a flat bottom and so most designers make their clothes for the majority. I'm healthy in those particular areas so clothes don't generally fit right."
"They seem to fit you right now," I stated, and then cursed myself for the slip.
Kagome smiled and said, "This is thanks to a very good tailor. I have to get almost all my clothes tailored and seeing as I don't buy cheap stuff I end up spending a fortune on my clothing."
My stomach rumbled and I glanced at my watch and saw that it had been six hours since the last time I'd eaten. I stood and turned to Kagome, "I was going to fix something to eat would you like anything?"
"What do you have?" she asked.
"Ramen in every flavor," I replied.
She shook her head and laughed before saying, "You are most definitely a bachelor."
I laughed along with her as I headed to the kitchen, "Well?"
"Chicken is fine," she called to me.
~*~*~
Kagome
It was a little after eight in the evening when I left Inuyasha's place and he had changed the few misconceptions I had about him. I thought, from the way Sesshomaru and Mr. Taisho carried themselves that Inuyasha would have been one of those arrogant rich pricks but he wasn't anything like that. He was a normal guy, well as normal as can be when you're the heir of a multi-billion dollar trust, who'd rather each 99 cent ramen than dine at one of the five star restaurants Tokyo has to offer. From various framed things around his home I noticed that he had his NBA in Business and that surprised me because he wasn't in business, or at least not the family business. When I asked him about it he just shrugged and told me that he could have had the same position Sesshomaru had but that he didn't want to work for his father.
He liked the certain degree of anonymity that he had gained over the years by not being too active in his father's business. Instead he owned and ran his own construction company that was very popular in Japan. He told ran it under a pseudonym and had his best friend's Mirouku and Sango Houshi to be the sort of figure heads for the business. I was socked when he told me that he had designed and built his own home. He liked being hands on and keeping himself under wraps allowed him a certain degree of freedom when it came to the work he did and how he lived his life.
That explained why he was so stiff when I first came over. He was cordial and a good host but he didn't seem too happy with my presence in his home, at least not at first. We talked about little things on the surface like what we liked to do during our spare time, our pet peeves, and things we liked. We strayed away from any heavy things, our family and past relationships, and just hung out and I suddenly wasn't feeling as pressured to do this favor for Sesshomaru. Inuyasha was actually a nice guy and someone I wouldn't mind calling a friend.
~*~*~
It was Sunday morning and it was one of the few days where I had nothing to do and decided to lounge around my apartment. I was getting into a movie on Starz when my phone started ringing. I had been screening my calls all day, only answering calls from my close friends and family, leaving anyone to talk to my answering machine. I was going to just ignore this particular call when I noticed my brother's cell phone number. I quickly grabbed the cordless phone and answered with a What do you want Souta?
"Well its nice to hear from you too sis," he replied sarcastically.
"I'm sorry but you know that Sunday's are my lounge around the house days so what do you want?" I asked him as I turned my attention back to the TV.
"Okay, so there's this dance coming up and I was wondering if you get me these sneakers I want," he begged.
"And what kind of sneakers are they and how much do you need?" I asked him.
Souta and I have been close since we were kids and my mother had done her best to take care of us and while we always had what we needed we barely every had what we wanted. That was a major reason why I worked so hard when I was younger and it had paid off. I lived very comfortably now and make sure that my family does too. My grandfather, who had been very sick during my last year of college, is now getting special treatment at Liberty Hospital and I had my mother's small house rebuilt in a modern western style everyone had been getting into recently. Souta had graduated high school at the top of his class and entered the University under an academic and athletic scholarship and while he didn't haven to pay for anything I transferred money into his bank account every month to make sure he had spending money to get the things he wanted like the rest of his friends.
"They're a pair of black monogrammed Gucci sneakers and they run about $350," Souta mumbled.
"You want a pair of $350 sneakers? What do they do?" I asked him.
"Don't act like Kags. You spend more than that on your heels," he started.
"Heels are not sneakers Souta," I started.
"Please!" he whined.
"Oh, alright. I'll transfer the money into your account tomorrow," I replied.
"Thanks sis," Souta said exuberantly over the line.
"You're welcome Souta," I replied before saying, "Now get off the phone so I can get back to my movie."
~*~*~
Inuyasha
It had been a little over a week since my initial meeting with Kagome and I had to admit that I liked her. She was different that the other girl's I'd been with on a social manner. She didn't want anything from me. Not a damn thing. She was self sufficient; had her own money, her own business, and was family oriented. I understood why Sesshomaru out the two of us together. Yeah I knew he was trying to be match maker, he wasn't exactly being sly about the fact that he thought Kagome was a better match for me than Kikyo ever was. This Friday would be a real test in how compatible Kagome and I were.
Friday was my father's annual business party and it was being held at Taisho Castle this year. Most of the press thought that Taisho Castle was a lavish mansion my father had built but it is actually my family's ancestral home and had been built centuries ago by my Great Grandfather. The castle itself hadn't been used at all in the last century or so and my father had used the last two years to modernize the castle and decorate to his and my mother's liking. It was finally deemed acceptable by my father's standards and the party planning service he had hired had been working for this party for the better part of two months and had been decorating the ball room of the castle for the last two weeks.
I had already told Kagome about the party and she had agreed to come. Even though I knew that was the arrangement, it felt weird to automatically assume she was free so I called her a few days in advance to ask her to come with me as well as to tell her what would and wouldn't be appropriate for this type of event. It's amazing how things turn out because just a month ago I was dreading the arrival of this party and now I'm actually looking forward to it. What's even better is that I hadn't thought of Kikyo more than twice in the last two weeks. Maybe Sesshomaru was right and I needed to get back to my old self again and start socializing.