Author's note: Hi there! Super happy that you clicked on Accidentally on Purpose. I promise you that the summary is pretty generic, it'll get more interesting soon! Writing the beginning was pretty hard, I had to scrap the first two I had. I didn't realize how hard beginning chapters were to write until I actually started. Anyway, on with the fic! I hope you guys like it. Please drop me a review to let me how what you thought of the story!

Summary: Hunky-dory new boyfriend, cafe sales increasing, and finally being able to squeeze into last years pair of jeans, Kagome was on good terms with life. Suave businessman by day, CIA agent by night, Inuyasha wasn't complaining either...until fate decides to throw the ex-couple together.

Accidentally on Purpose

001: The Floozy

Reality bites you in the ass when you least expect it. For me it was on Valentines Day, which turned out to be my 21st birthday and is happening right about now. Hojo, my long time boyfriend for about a year and a half is currently breaking up with me for some French floozy. Well at least, that's what I heard; I was too busy trying to not think of ways to smite him. We did everything on the couple to do list together, go shopping, picnic in the park, you name it. Except that wasn't good enough for him, he wanted to spice things up. He wanted sex.

"Kagome?" He asked. I felt his chocolate eyes looking at me. Out of all the places he chose to break up with me in, he chose my favorite restaurant, Romantique. The aroma of Italian style food pervaded throughout the air, and there was my food, which was all stabbed into pieces. How I wish that was him. The lush red velvet carpet beneath us won't be as smooth anymore after I'm done with it. Well, at least in my spot. Restraining from stepping on him with my three inch heels, I took out my anger on the carpet instead.

"I'm listening." I smiled, plastering a sweet smile on my face.

"You know this is happening because of you…" He said, turning away from me and staring at the dimly lit candle. Wait, what? Me? He just did not play the blame game.

"Okay, I'm sick and tired of this. You're blaming ME? You cheated on me with that French hoochy and it's MY FAULT?" I tried to keep my voice down, no luck.

"I saw the photo's of you and some other guy on your Facebook." Hojo said, his voice growing deeper.

"You're breaking up with me because of Facebook." Life couldn't get any better than this. "Or, are you breaking up with me because I didn't have sex with you for the past six months?"

"I saw pictures of you cheating on me with the big businessman Inuyasha Taisho. You two were literally kissing when the picture was taken. To think that you would go out with a computer technician like me. I don't think I'm the right one for you."

Suddenly, I thought I was hallucinating. One side of me wanted to beg him to take me back, the other side told me to walk out. Too bad the softer side left the building when he mentioned the pictures on Facebook. I knew not deleting those pictures with Inuyasha would come back to haunt me sooner or later. I broke up with the man two years ago, if my memory serves me right. Quickly chugging down the glass of expensive wine the waiter elegantly poured for me fifteen minutes ago. I socked the man in the face, spun my heels around and left the restaurant.

There goes boyfriend number three.

"Ka-go-me." I heard my name being called from my bedroom door. I recognized that voice from a mile away. It was 1AM in the morning, and being how such a wonderful day today was, I couldn't sleep. After storming out of the restaurant at around 11PM, I figured I might as well enjoy the single life and have a drink or two at the bar. Except, that didn't turn out well. After throwing up in the back of the taxi-cab that drove me home, I stumbled up our apartment located smack right in the middle of Central Park West and flopped onto my full sized bed.

"Go away, I'm having a headache." I moaned, rubbing my temples with the tip of my index finger. Suddenly, I felt as if a million paparazzi chased me down and started photographing me in my bedroom. "Turn off the lights!" I shouted.

"I know what you need hun." Sango gave me a quirky smile. "Let's go check out the singletons online."

"Oh no. I just got out of a relationship, there is no way in hell I'm getting myself into another one." I groaned once more. But too late, Sango was halfway across my room and pressed the circular ON button on my laptop." I wish I never given her the keys to my studio apartment.

"Don't even remind me. Aren't you supposed to be with Miroku?" I tried to get her out of my place as soon as possible. Suddenly, little icons popped up on my computer screen.

"It's done loading! And, Miroku is sleeping at 1AM silly. He flew in and took me out on a date, then had to fly back out to Tokyo." Sango sighed, sitting on my computer rolly chair. I almost forgot, Miroku doesn't live with us anymore. Sango could only see him about once a month ever since he took that job as an assistant or something. But, it has only been two months since he left. I knew Sango hadn't been the same.

"Want some coffee?" I gestured, I figured since we're staying up all night mocking models and going gaa-gaa over guys; we probably need loads of caffeine.

"Yes, please." Sango smiled, clicking on the little icon with a blue E. A window then popped up as she started typing on the URL line.

Getting up with only shorts and a T-shirt on, I dragged myself to the kitchen. My apartment wouldn't be considered as small, but it is a studio apartment. The walls are painted a light creamy green, and had simple white floral designs on it. White curtains dangled loosely on top of my window as the wind blew it black and forth. Arriving at the kitchen, I turned on the coffee maker and got out my favorite coffee grinds. After pouring it in and adding water, the smell of coffee filled the air.

"Ohh! This is interesting…" I heard Sango gasp with excitement.

"What is it?" I asked, curious.

"Inuyasha is going out with some other girl. Look it's on the news!" I could care less about him. He and I go way back, but it was old business. I continued to wait until the glass coffee pot was filled up then pressed off. Opening four Splenda packets, I put two in each and poured the coffee in along with the half and half. Carrying it into my room I saw Sango intrigued by the news. "Look!" She pointed with her index finger. And on the screen, there was the man whom I divorced two years ago with some foreign girl by his side.

"She doesn't look Japanese…" I mumbled to myself. Sango wasn't paying attention to me; she was too busy reading the headlines and the news article.

"She's from Paris. You know in France?" My blood started boiling. First it was the French Floozy Hojo dumped me with, and now my ex-husband is with some French girl too. Not that I care.

"Yes I know." I cracked a smile, pretending not to care. I slowly sipped my coffee as I read the headlines: Inuyasha getting engaged? I almost spat out my coffee. It was only two years since we were divorced, and he goes on and gets engaged to some other girl.

"Wow, I can't believe this." Sango sighed, still looking at the screen. "Do you still like him Kagome?" She smirked, sipping her coffee.

Giving my best friend a 'what-the-fuck' look, Sango automatically took her comment back.

"Just kidding! Well it's getting late, I should be going to bed! Night!" Sango smiled, putting her coffee cup on the table and flopped onto my bed.

"Wait!" I exclaimed, but no luck. She has already taken my bed. "Ah, fine you win. I'll take the couch." I grabbed my pillow from under her head and headed towards the living room. Making a mental note to myself to harass the construction workers to hasten their progress on remodeling Sango's room, I sighed at my best friend.

"Hey!" Sango gaped.

"Well you got the bed." I stuck my tongue out, walking out at the same time. It was now 2AM.

"Wakey wakey!" Sango's voice rang in my ears. When I opened my eyes, a huge table leg stared back at me. "You toppled over last night," my best friend continued to rant with a piece of toast in her mouth. Realizing that must be the reason for my back ache and sore butt, I scrambled onto my feet.

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" I cried as I glanced at my wall clock, it was 7:00AM sharp and it was a Monday. Quickly making the connection between the word Monday and work, I bolted for the shower.

"I tried. You wouldn't budge," Sango's voice muffled through the door. Fifteen minutes later as I got out of the shower with a towel wrapped around me, Sango was already dressed and ready. "I'll meet you outside, it's my turn to drive today."

I nodded, stuffing a muffin in my mouth while trying to slip my shoes on. Cursing at the pair of shoes that were half a size too small for me, I jabbed my heel in before grabbing my jacket. Running down the stairs and almost face-planting myself onto the ground in the process, I scanned the street for Sango's car.

"Over here!" Sango waved at me from across the street, in the driver's seat of a brand new Mercedez Benz. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. The last time I checked, she had the same car I did, mine just looked slightly more beaten up.

"Didn't you learn that stealing was wrong when Kaede caught you taking candy from me?" I asked, gaping at the new car.

"Oh pish-posh. Miroku bought this for me!" she giggled, I suddenly caught myself staring at my own car, a battered up Toyota Camry.

"He takes a job in Tokyo and now he's a millionaire." I groaned. It seemed as if the world was all prospering except me.

"Well he does work for your ex-husband." Sango reminded me as we drove off to work. The smell of new leather entered my nose. I cringed, opening the window as fast as I can.

Rolling my eyes, I quickly got out my phone and dialed Ayame's number, we were almost at her house. After two dial tones, I heard Ayame's high pitched voice. "Hello?" I spoke into the speaker. "Ayame! Hey, we're almost there at your house, so be out by 7:45. Bye now!"

Pulling up in front of Ayame's house, I noticed how big her house was. There was a front yard, a back yard, and a grill on the side. "Why is she working for me if she has such a huge house?" I asked Sango, who was also looking out my window.

"Because we all love you Kagome. After that harsh breakup with Inuyasha, we thought it might be better if we moved closer to you." Sango smiled as Ayame opened the door.

"Ditto that!" Ayame chimed in.

"Thanks guys." I smiled, reassuring myself that I don't need guys to live.

As the car sped up, 15 minutes later we arrived at a small café with a pink and white awning. The glass window was sleek and translucent. From the outside, you can see the revolving disks which had a cake on each layer. Outside of the café stood two small round tables, with four chairs surrounding each table. In the middle of the table, there was an umbrella which blocked the sunlight out. But something was strange; there were more people than usual. The costumer line was huge. When we walked in, we saw Rin already there.

"Hey everyone." Rin greeted us with her happy and carefree nature.

"Why are there so much people here?" I asked, the café was never this busy. Only on special occasions such as Christmas, where everyone buys cakes and cookies. The line went out down the block.

"We heard that someone special is coming to the café today!" one of the girls from the line giggled, looking at me. She looked about my age, or younger.

"Who is it?" I asked her, putting my apron on and going to the cashier counter.

"Geneviève!" Suddenly, everyone squealed as the name was shouted. There were massive amounts of teenagers ranging from girls to boys on the line. Well, whoever it was I had to thank her. She was bringing my little café a huge business. As the day went on more and more people came in. I felt as if the line will never stop. We had to rush the bakers to come up with more cheesecakes and pies. It was about in the afternoon when I heard a huge scream from the line.

"Its Geneviève!" Girls started screaming as I ripped the receipt my cash register spat out and gave it to the girl in front of me. As I looked up to see what all the hype was about, suddenly I was in awe. The girl had wavy chocolate brown hair, sky blue eyes and had the body of a model. And then I looked at myself. I was wearing an apron with the café name Amour plastered on it and I had no time to do my hair today.

"You must be Kagome!" She gripped my hands with her French accent.

"Um, yes. How can I help you?" I smiled, I had to thank her for her bringing such great business to my little café.

"Can you make my wedding cake?" She exclaimed. "I heard that you're the best cake designer around here."

"Aww, where did you hear that from?" I asked, being praised by a supermodel isn't what I get everyday.

"My agent. Now please, I want a beautiful cake with a lot of fleurs and it has to be roses." She stated, showing off her wedding ring. It had a sparking diamond with a gold band holding it. The band had little engravings on it, I couldn't make it out since I was too busy writing.

"Mhmm.." I nodded, continuing to scribble down notes.

"And on top I would like you to carve a little statue of me and my husband!" She giggled as she clapped her hands together.

"Well, how does your husband look like?" I asked.

"You don't know?" She gasped, looking at me like I had grew a pair of horns.

"Well, not exactly.." I looked at my friends. They were all sweat dropping. Am I the only one who doesn't know what's going on around here?

Suddenly, I just grew a tail according to her. "We're all over the news!" Talk about narcissism.

"Well maybe if you gave me a picture.." I inquired. She quickly dug into her Chanel bag and popped open her wallet. Then as she put the picture on the table there was Inuyasha and her, together at the park having a picnic.

"This is my husband." She smirked, looking at me. "And if you mess up our cake, I will tell the press that your little café is trash." She stated, shoving me the picture of Inuyasha. So this was the French Floozy.

It was 8 at night as I started cleaning up the café. After telling everyone to leave, I wanted some quiet time. I cleaned up the kitchen, and the exterior of the café. I didn't know if I should be mad or happy. Rubbing my temples once again, sitting down with a cup of coffee I heard the café door chimes ring. "Sorry the café's closed." I plastered a smile on, getting up to see who it is.

"Hello there." A suave voice greeted me. I recognized that voice from a mile away. As I looked up at the handsome stranger, there was my ex-husband standing right in front of me.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked.

"I came to see my cake maker." He smirked at me. He was wearing a white button up shirt with a black tie. Matching it with dark black pants and designer dress shoes, it was defiantly Inuyasha. His hair was long and sleek white as always.

"I'm not making the cake for you." I spat out. "Go ask someone else." I crossed my arms, going back to my coffee.

"Oh come on, remember those days when you told me you'll do anything for me? Well today is the day." He smiled his killer smile with pearly white teeth. I now regret ever saying anything to him.

"Didn't you say the same thing? With the lines 'I'll die for you if I have to'?" I retorted. "Well now is the time to die. What are you waiting for? I have a knife in the kitchen. Do you prefer long ones?"

Inuyasha smirked at me once more. God, I used to melt whenever he did that to me. "I have an engagement party today at 10PM."

"I heard you die faster if you stab yourself in the chest." There was no way I'm going to his engagement party.

"I invited everyone, Ayame and the girls are already getting their hair and make up done." Inuyasha kept his smirk on his face. My mouth fell open, my friends all wanted to go to his lame engagement party.

"I'm not going." I crossed my arms and looked away.

"If you don't, I'm telling your grandfather that we broke up." He is using the Grandpa card. I wanted to smite him now. We knew my grandpa was hospitalized, so we decided not to tell him anything about our breakup. For over the last two years, I visited him myself and told him that Inuyasha was too busy with work. And now, if Grandpa found out…he'll be devastated.

"You're an ass." I cursed at him, walking out of the café.

"I'll get someone to close down the café for you and if you stay too late, I'll have professionals run it for you tomorrow."

"No. I'll get up on time and I'm leaving right after anyway." I mumbled. As I got out, there was a huge limo staring at me. "What's this?" I asked him.

"You'll be getting your hair and make up done, as well as getting your dress and all that girly stuff." Inuyasha chuckled, getting into the backseat with me.

"Its okay, I'll take my Toyota." I reassured him, getting out of the limo.

"Why do you even keep that old thing?" He asked.

"Shut up." I gave him a cold glare.

He then took out his phone and flipped it open. "Do you want me to call the hospital now or later?"

I got in the limo quietly.

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