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L.A. Syndrome
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, sadly sighs. InuYasha & co. belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I am NOT affiliated in any way with the aforementioned entity.
A/N: Well, this is my second attempt at a fic. I think it will be an interesting one. I have so many plans for this story. First though, I need to give you a bit of background information for my setting: Los Angeles, the great City of Angels... well, more like the great Island of Angels. That's right! L.A is an island, a big one and it's still part of California. Think of L.A as New York meets Key West, Florida meets Tokyo, Japan. You've got the luxurious high rise condos, the beautiful sandy beaches and beach front property, the wonderful nightlife and the crazy traffic. My own private piece of West Coast heaven... and that's where my story takes place. Feedback is greatly appreciated.
Chapter 1: City of Dreams
Leaning against the window sill, she watched half heartedly as the rain began to pour. She was gonna miss New York... miss her friends, her home, her life. But she couldn’t stand to say in this god forsaken place any longer. She couldn’t stand one more minute of it. Everything about in the city- everything in her apartment reminded her of it, everything about this life reminded her about the pain that she still felt inside... the feeling was still so raw.
It had been two years since they had broken up, and she still cried herself to sleep sometimes. How could some one hurt her so much. How could some one cause so much pain in one night? But she was done with it. Done with feeling weak... done with that life.
In less than 8 hours she would start a new life, and her past would be just that. Her past.
She closed her eyes for a moment, and took a deep breath. Images of everything that had been her life up to this point ran through her head, making her dizzy for a moment.
She let out a small sigh and grabbed her bags. When she got to the door, she took one last look back. One last look at what was left of her old life. She stood there with her hand in the door knob for what seemed like an eternity until finally she turned around, closing the door behind her.
She left her old life behind her... and didn’t even cry.
‘Dammed Sesshomaru and his fuckin’ deadlines!’ He thought with annoyance.
Sesshomaru was Inuyasha’s older brother as well as President and C.E.O of Inu no Taishou Motor Holding (or Taishou as they were best known), the biggest motorcycle manufacturer in North America. Its biggest competitor was the Ducati in Italy. But the way business was booming, Ducati wouldn’t be much of a competitor any more.
Everyone agreed that the Taishou brothers made a great team in the business world. Inuyasha was the master designer and visionary, and Sesshomaru made Inuyasha’s conceptualization come to life. It was a business match made in heaven... or hell, depending on the person’s or demon’s point of view.
Their personal relationship however, was far from brotherly. Probably because they hated each other’s guts... or so they liked to say. Maybe they didn’t really, really hated each other, but it was close to it.
With a scowl on his face, Inuyasha sunk deeper into the couch. If he kept at it, he would soon fall asleep and never finish the design on time. Deadline was Friday morning, 10:00 a.m. sharp.
Suddenly something soft grazed one of his ears. He jump from his seat startled and stared at the girl with a very scary looking angry face standing in the middle of the room.
“INUYASHA TAISHOU!!!” She yelled making his ears ring with the high pitch sound of her voice.
“What the fuck is your problem Sango!” He spat back, angry at being yelled at.
“Why does the living room look like a tornado hit it?” She said crossing her arms in front of her.
In reality, this was his house, all six bedrooms and six and a half baths with outdoor pool and spa and all.
“You know I spent all morning cleaning for a reason, and now look at it!” Inuyasha rolled his eyes and plopped back down on the couch.
“Sorry! Jeez! Don’t bite my head off woman!” He said with a frown.
Sango began pick up the mess that Inuyasha had made. He tried not to look at her but couldn’t help seeing her from the corner of his eyes. He did feel guilty about the whole thing. He had been so preoccupied with that damned design he had forgotten that Sango was having another potential roomie coming in later on the day to show them the place.
She refused to share the same space with the current males of the household- she needed another girl around the house to even things out.
“I told you I was going to have a potential roommate come and check the place out.”
Finally, after several minutes of just sitting staring at absolutely nothing interesting on the telly, Inuyasha decided to get up and help clean his own mess.
“Really, I’m sorry Sango. I forgot you said that.” She rolled her eyes at him and picked up two big black trash bags.
“Whatever Yash. Just, don’t make a mess again. She’ll be here in like an hour.”
Walking away towards the garage with the garbage bags in hand, she miss the angry face that stared at the back of her head with an obscene amount of annoyance, but couldn’t miss hearing the distinctive growl and “Keh!” that followed soon after.
The place looked huge! She had never seen places quite like these before back in New York. Sure, New York had tons and tons of condos and high rise apartments, but the rents for those places were more like small fortunes. The kind of rent this place was asking was way too low even for the smaller one bedroom condo’s she had seen in California out side the big island of Los Angeles.
She had checked every newspaper possible and found that there were lots of vacancies in California with cheap rents. But if you wanted to live is the island of L.A. you had to dish out an arm and a leg to afford even the smallest of apartments.
California would have been the logical choice if it hadn’t been for her job situation. She had gotten a call back from one of the night clubs she had applied to. Club Chaos. It was one of the newer clubs in the city and it was becoming one of the most popular ones. They needed a DJ badly, but not just any DJ... they needed something new, something that would set them apart from other clubs.
She was the perfect choice.
Back in New York she had made a name for herself... DJ Miko had been her alias and was well known across the city’s nightlife. The club manager in L.A had no problem hiring her on the spot. She had been so excited until she realized that she needed to find a permanent place to stay- and fast.
She had rented a room in one of the cheaper motels in the island, but even those were rather pricey.
After DJ’ing for about a week at Chaos she met one of the newer bouncers that worked at the club. Oddly enough for Kagome, the bouncer had been a girl named Sango.
She seemed like a cool girl to Kagome. Pretty too. She was a little taller than she was, and had straight black hair that came down below her shoulders and brown eyes.
At first, she didn’t believe it, but after watching her kick a drunken guy out of the club all by herself she could tell Sango was really strong.
One night after work, she had mentioned her little dilemma to her and Sango had told her enthusiastically that she had started looking for roommates just that same week to share her beach strand property with. She had explained that she had two other roommates, and as much as she liked living with the opposite sex, she needed some one with a little less testosterone and a little more estrogen in her life.
She quickly wrote down the address on a yellow post it and told her she would meet her at her place the following day...
Now. she simply stood at the front door, almost drooling.
The ‘town home’ as Sango had called it, was really no ‘town home’ at all. It was more like a huge mansion right along the sandy beach. She could tell it had a pool and what looked like a four of five car garage.
Gulping a little, she walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. Within minutes the door opened and a guy with short black hair opened the door.
He grinned at her and took her hand, “Would you do me the honor of bearing my children?”
Kagome turned ten shades of red right then and there.
Before she could respond to such a request, the guy who had opened the door had collapsed to the floor.
“That’s Miroku,” Sango said stepping from behind the door, “Don’t mind him.”
Miroku rubbed the back of his head and smiled at Kagome again. “Nice to meet you!” He said and walked back inside towards what seemed to be the kitchen.
Sango proceeded to show Kagome around.
Kagome had been right, the place was like a mansion. It had a huge family room with a big fireplace, a den with a big wet bar, an open dining room with marble flooring and a kitchen to die for, complete with a granite breakfast bar and island stove.
Then came the rooms. They were almost as big as her old living room and kitchen, the bathrooms were really big too. They all had nice Jacuzzi style tub with jets, which had her completely excited. How long had it been since he had taken a long warm and relaxing bath?
Way too long in her book.
“This right here is my room. That one is Miroku’s. The one down the hall, is Inuyasha’s and this one is the one we’re renting out. This room here... between your room and mine is the study. There’s one more room downstairs, Inuyasha converted that into a gym.”
Kagome was more than just excited... she was ecstatic. How could she say no to this kind of offer. They all seemed like nice people. But then, she hadn’t met all of them had she...
“Who is Inuyasha?” She asked.
“Oh, he’s the guy that owns this place. He’s locked up in his room right now. Probably sleeping, or working.”
Kagome looked back at the closed door down the hall and shrugged, following Sango down the stairs and on towards the living room.
“So? What do you think?”
Kagome smiled, “I think I’m gonna like living here.”
Sango’s eyes lit up. ‘Finally! No more mindless conversations with men! No more two against one fights!’ She thought.
“Really?”
“Really, really.” Kagome said giggling.
She would had done the same night Sango had given keys, but she thought it would have been way too rude.
So here she was now, in her new place. She only had three and a half hours to put her stuff in order and get ready for work.
After pushing the last of her luggage in the house she began to look around, and found a note on the kitchen table.
Kagome,
Welcome girl! Please, make yourself at home. Sorry I’m not there, but I have to run some errands. See you at the club later on. Oh! And if you want we can go shopping tomorrow:)
If you have any questions, call me. You got my number.
Sango
She smiled and started began to haul her luggage towards the stairs when she heard a door slam.
With a quick jump she turned around. Standing in front of her was a guy she had never met. ‘This must be Inuyasha.’ She thought.
He had long silver hair, the longest she had seen on any guy, and piercing golden eyes. He wore baggy blue jeans and a tight black muscle shirt which showed his muscles quite nicely, he also wore a black bandana with accentuated his silver mane.
“Who the hell are you?” He almost growled.
‘What the- did he just growl at me?’ All illusions of the guy had completely shattered the minute he opened his mouth. “Rude much?” She retorted. “I’m the new roommate? Kagome...”
He walked right past her, straight to the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of water.
“Well, Kagome. Mind getting your shit out of the hall way? That ain’t a storage place you know?” He didn’t want to be so rude to her on her first day, but she had caught him at a bad time.
His meetings with his older brother were always stressful and always left him feeling of anger.
Kagome blinked several times before his words sunk in. No one had ever been that rude to her.
“Well excuse me, Mr. Prissy pants. I just got here okay?” She yelled turning around to pick up her luggage.
The last comment however, set Inuyasha off, “Excuse me? What the fuck did you just call me?”
“A prissy.” She said nonchalant.
“Look bitch. Don’t you ever call me a fucking prissy. You got that, wench?” He was beyond pissed. The girl knew how to push his buttons.
“You know what? I don’t know what stick you got up your ass, but I suggest you take it out. Don’t wanna be called a prissy? Then stop acting like one, stupid.” With that, Kagome left up the stairs leaving a fuming Inuyasha in the kitchen.
He couldn’t believe the girl. Sure, he and Sango fought here and there, but Sango never dared call him names or get in a shouting match with him. The girl was something else really.
She did smell good. He found her scent rather soothing and it turned him on. But he would never allow himself to admit that.
Maybe it wasn’t only the fact that he was upset at his brother still that had made him act like that towards here. Maybe it had a lot to do with the fact that she looked like a certain someone he wanted desperately to forget.
Muttering a string of curses to himself he walked towards the living room and made himself comfortable in the couch. He desperately needed to go out, have a smoke, have a drink and forget about this fucking day.
The idea didn’t sound half bad.
Pulling out his cell phone he dialed Miroku’s number.
“Hello.” Said the voice on the other end.
“Hey Miroku, it’s me, Yash.”
“Hey, s’up man?”
Inuyasha idly flipped through channels as he talked on the phone. “Nothing. Abso-fuken-lutely noting. Wanna hang out tonight? There’s this new club downtown. I heard it’s pretty cool.”
You didn’t have to tell Miroku twice. He knew of the club. “Yeah, I know the place. Sango just started working there not that long ago. Maybe we won’t have to wait in line, I know she’s working there tonight.”
Inuyasha smiled. “Cool.”
She wore a black mini-skirt, extra mini, with black boy short undies that accentuated her long legs. Then she put on a brown thin layer cami and on top of that she slipped on a pink tank top. She pulled a black short sleeved hoodie from the closet just in case it got cold at night. To finish the look, she put her favorite knee high boots.
Pulling her hair in a messy and sexy looking ponytail she dashed out of the house and headed to Chaos.
By 9:30 p.m. she was already there. The lines to get into the club were long, being that it was a Friday night and everyone was out and about.
Casually she walked to the front of the line, and Ian, one of the three bouncers on duty, instantly gave her a smile recognizing her. Just at that same moment, Inuyasha and Miroku appeared and began to make their way towards the front of the line as well.
As they got closer, Inuyasha sniffed the air and realized that Kagome was there too.
He didn’t recognize her at first, but when she briefly turned to look towards the line, he knew it was her.
She looked damned sexy in that outfit, he had to admit. When he had seen her earlier, she had been wearing a baggy pair of sweatpants and t-shirt. So her true figure had been lost under all that clothes.
After a small chit chat, Ian let her in. She hadn’t taken ten steps before she heard the distinct voice of Inuyasha in the background.
“Fuck you! I told you we have a friend who works here. She said we’d be cool!” He snarled.
“Sorry man, but you’ll still have to wait at the back of the line.” Said Ian blocking his path.
“But you let her in,” Inuyasha spat pointing at Kagome. “What the fuck was that. This is fuckin’ bullshit. I ain’t waiting two fuckin’ hours just to get in to some fuckin’ club.”
For some reason, Kagome felt bad. Not that she liked Inuyasha or anything, but she felt bad. She could tell he was beyond embarrassed.
Shaking her head, as if to say ‘Why am I doin’ this?’ she walked back towards Ian.
“Hey she said,” Ian looked down at her, and Inuyasha turned around, his ears perking up inside his bandana. Miroku, who had been quiet the whole time, gave her the biggest smile. “They’re cool.”
Ian nodded unhooking the velvet rope in front of him, Kagome lighting touched his arm, mouthing a ‘Thank you’ and turned back around getting lost within the crowd.
Inuyasha stood there, perplexed. He didn’t quite understand what had just happened. It was not the fact that the girl had serious connections. But it was the fact that he had majorly chewed out said girl earlier. He had expected her to laugh in his face and say something stupid like, ‘Serves you right!’ or something along those lines.
But instead she helped him get in.
“Well, are you guys coming in? Or you’re just gonna stand there.” Ian’s voice snapped Inuyasha out of his thoughts.
Growling at the bouncer he and Miroku walked into Chaos, the best god dammed club in Island of Angels.
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