InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ This Wasn't In The Job Description ❯ The Interview ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 1

 

The Interview

 

Kagome looked at herself in the mirror one more time. She smoothed the short skirt of her favorite, lavender interview suit over her thighs and sighed. God, she really hoped she got the job this time. After graduating from university, she had been interviewing for three months with no luck. It seemed no one wanted to hire a woman who had a double major in music and history. They all wanted computer wizzes or engineers. What happened to hiring someone with a good old liberal arts education? A Bachelor of Arts just did not impress anybody anymore. At least not in Tokyo, that is.

 

This was her second and final interview. Two days ago, she had interviewed with Sango, the Public Relations person for the rock star InuYasha. Although Sango had been really nice in the beginning, she had grilled Kagome pretty hard. This InuYasha seemed to really value his privacy. When Kagome got the call back to go for her final interview with InuYasha himself, she had been surprised, but relieved.

 

Turning away from the mirror, Kagome opened her purse to make sure she had what she needed. Digging around, she found her train pass, and then searched for the directions to the house in Denenchofu. When she was sure she had everything, she slung her purse onto her shoulder and headed for the door.

 

“Are you leaving for your interview now, dear?” Mrs. Higurashi asked, wiping her hands on her apron as Kagome came down the stairs.

 

“Yes, Mom,” Kagome replied. “How do I look?”

 

Mrs. Higurashi looked at her daughter's curvy yet trim figure in the tight fitting, lavender suit whose mini skirt showed off quite a bit of her long legs.

 

“You're sure about wearing a suit like that to interview with that rock star person?” Mrs. Higurashi said. “What was his name again?”

 

“InuYasha,” Kagome said, coloring slightly at the doubt in her mother's voice, “and this is my favorite suit.”

 

“I just don't know if you should wear something so revealing to a rock star's house,” Mrs. Higurashi said. “I hear this InuYasha has quite a reputation.”

 

“With groupies, Mom,” Kagome said sourly. “I'm going to be interviewing for a position as his personal assistant, not for a position in his bed.”

 

“I should hope so,” Mrs. Higurashi replied, then smiled. “You look simply beautiful, dear.”

 

“Thank you, Mom,” Kagome said and gave her a quick kiss then walked out the door.

 

“Good-bye,” her mother called after her, “and good luck.”

 

The streets of Tokyo were crowded. Everyone was rushing about on their way to work, and Kagome had to dodge the many harried-looking salarymen who otherwise would have knocked her over in their haste. Finally, she came to Shinjuku station, and waited for the next train. At least it was a reverse commute; most people were streaming into Tokyo, not going to the suburbs like she was.

 

The train pulled into the station, and the doors opened with a soft shushing sound. Carefully, Kagome stepped onto the train, avoiding catching her heels on anything, and took a seat. It would be approximately an hour to Denenchofu, known as the Garden City in Jiyugaoka. She would have time to prepare herself mentally for her interview. Unfortunately, she never really listened much to InuYasha's band, Hanyou. The band's two hit songs were familiar to her, having been popular when she was in high school. But besides recognizing the songs, “Mother, Oh Mother,” and “Hanyou Blues,” she wouldn't know any of their other music. Heavy metal/blues type bands were not her thing. She had majored in classical Japanese music, and ancient to Feudal Era Japanese history.

 

Kagome flipped her long hair back away from her face and thought about what she knew about the elusive rock star, InuYasha. Well, he only went by InuYasha, he used no family name. But that wasn't strange for an entertainer. Although not much older than she was, he had had early fame with his band. His most notable feature was his stage persona of the hanyou, half dog demon, half human. Girls in her school used to swoon over pictures of him with his long silver hair, big golden eyes, pointed white dog ears, claws and fangs. Kagome had peeked over their shoulders, not too impressed at the time. In high school, she had been considered a bit of a music nerd who snubbed popular music.

 

`And now I'm interviewing for a job as his personal assistant,' Kagome thought, `and I really need the job so I can pay off my student loans.'

 

The train pulled into Jiyugaoka station. Kagome got up as the train doors slid open and stepped out onto the station platform. The air was sweet with the smell of late summer flowers and Kagome inhaled deeply before checking her bag for her directions. When she got her bearings, she started to walk. By the time she had finally found the house, her feet were hurting from having taken two wrong turns and then backtracking. But finally, she was here, and just on time, thank god. Good sense had always made her give herself extra time in case she got lost, like in this instance. The house was imposing, with a high wall topped with barbed wire and lots of security cameras. Looking up at them, she gulped nervously, her eyes going wide in trepidation, and then she found the buzzer and pressed it. She was so nervous that when she heard a voice, she jumped.

 

“Who the fuck is it?” a voice growled out of the speaker in the wall.

 

“Ah, um, I'm Kagome Higurashi,” she said, trying not to let her voice shake in fright. “I'm here for an interview for the personal assistant position.”

 

“Oh, yeah,” the voice replied. “Come in.”

 

The electric iron gates opened, folding back to let Kagome up the path to the front door. Taking a deep breath, she walked up the path past the manicured lawn and flower beds. When she got to the door, she was startled as it suddenly opened. Standing there was InuYasha, wearing nothing but a pair of jeans, barefoot and his hair a mussed mass of silver down his back and a black bandana tied over his head. Kagome noted that he had his fangs and claws like in all his band's pictures, and wondered that he continued to wear his stage persona when he had no shirt on. InuYasha raked her with his eyes a moment, making her feel a bit uncomfortable.

 

“This way,” he said gruffly, and turned around to go back in the house.

 

Kagome took off her shoes at the door and slipped on a pair of house sandals she found there, and quickly ran to catch up with him before she lost sight of him in the big house.

 

InuYasha led her into a room that was obviously his office. He sat behind the cluttered desk in a black leather executive chair and put his bare feet up on the corner of the desk.

 

“Let's see, I should have your resume somewhere in this fucking mess,” he said, rummaging through papers on his desk, while Kagome sat down in the chair in front of him, pressing her legs tightly together and trying not to look intimidated.

 

Suddenly, the phone rang.

 

“Fuck!” InuYasha yelled testily and scowled, pushing a bunch of papers off the desk onto the floor to find the phone.

 

“What the hell do you want?” he said into the phone when he found it. “Yeah, Miroku, she's here…What the fuck do I care if she's a looker or not?...You fucking lech, get your mind off your fucking dick for once. I'll call you and tell you if she's hired or not.”

 

Kagome blinked a few times and gulped as he slammed down the phone.

 

“Now where were we…” InuYasha said. “That's right - your resume is here somewhere.”

 

InuYasha shuffled some more papers around and finally pulled one out.

 

“Here it is,” he said, leaning back in the chair and reading it.

 

Then InuYasha looked up and gave her a keen, penetrating look, making her want to cower.

 

`I can't let him intimidate me,' she thought. `I need this job too much.'

 

Kagome straightened up in her seat, and met his gaze as calmly and collectedly as she could. She was rewarded by what she thought was a faint trace of approval on his eyes.

 

“Tell me, Higurashi,” InuYasha began.

 

“Kagome,” she said, interrupting him coolly. “My name is Kagome.”

 

“Yeah, okay - Kagome,” he said. “It says here that one of your hobbies is archery.”

 

“Yes, I was captain of my college archery squad,” she responded.

 

“Hmmm…” InuYasha said, looking at her resume again. “You afraid of anything?”

 

“Afraid?” Kagome said, thinking fast. “No, I'm not scared by much - startled perhaps, but I get over it quick.”

 

“As my personal assistant you will be asked to go on errands for me,” InuYasha said. “They may come at any time and I want no fucking questions asked, understand?”

 

“Yes,” Kagome said, and put on a brave smile.

 

“How bad do you want this job?” he said, giving her a calculating look.

 

“I really need this job,” Kagome replied, “and any qualifications I may not have, I am willing to quickly learn.”

 

“Hmph,” InuYasha said and smirked.

 

Kagome did her best not to flinch or squirm, and tried to radiate self-confidence.

 

“You're hired,” InuYasha said. “But one of the conditions of the job is that you move in here with me. It's a big house, there is plenty of room. You will have your own room and all I'll ask is that you stay the fuck out of my way unless I need you. You get one day a week off for yourself - your choice unless I need somethin' done. Sango go over the salary with you?”

 

Kagome nodded mutely.

 

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

 

“Fucking phone!” InuYasha exploded, as he angrily picked up the receiver.

 

“Who the fuck is this?” he growled into the phone. “Oh, hi Sango…yeah, she got here alright…yeah, me too. I hired her…okay, come by with the contracts for her to sign…bye.”

 

InuYasha hung up the phone and turned to her again.

 

“Kagome,” he said, “go home and pack your bags. You start tomorrow morning at nine, so be back by then. I'll have your employment contracts for you to sign.”

 

Kagome and InuYasha regarded each other silently for a moment while it sunk in that she had got the job.

 

“That's great! I look forward to this opportunity,” Kagome said, standing up.

 

“Yeah, well, hope you still feel that way in a week,” InuYasha said. “Here, I'll see you to the door.”

 

Kagome followed InuYasha back to the front door, her heart racing excitedly and her knees weak in relief. Without further ado, he opened the door for her, and when she stepped out and turned around to say good-bye, he had already shut the door and locked it in her face.

 

With a sigh, she went to the front gate and waited for it to open. After it had shut with a loud clang behind her, and she got her bearings to walk back to Jiyugaoka station.

 

“Gee, wonder what my Mom will think now when I tell her I have to move in with him six days a week?' she thought. `But for what he's paying, it's worth it. I'll be able to pay off my student loans and still have money for myself. Still, he was rather strange, and asked some odd questions. I hope I'm not getting myself into something more than I bargained for.'