|Facets Of A Face
Author: bowtiesandbombshells PM
2 Brothers, 1 Law Firm, 1 Paralegal what's a girl to do?Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Humor - Kagome H. & Sesshomaru - Chapters: 4 - Words: 8,047 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 08-23-09 - Published: 04-08-09 - id: 4978764
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Title: Faucets of a Face
Summary: 2 brothers, 1 law firm, 1 secretary! What's a girl to do?
AN: This Story was written by my friend midnight rose princes im just helping her with it its a pet project of ours so tell us what you think
Chapter One: Morning On The Verge
"Do you, Kagome Higurashi, take Inuyasha Takahashi to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the friar asked as he stood in front of them, a bible in hand, seeming small in the monolithic church.
"I do," Kagome answered.
The friar turned his gaze to the man standing next to her. "And do you, Inuyasha Takahashi, take Kagome Higurashi to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
SMACK. The alarm clock was hit by a feminine hand that shot out from under the dark comforter and slammed it off. A groan followed.
"Why does it always end there?" the voice griped as its owner revealed herself as she sat up groggily. "Its my dream! I decide when it ends, not you stupid alarm clock!" Kagome mumbled aloud, pointing at the wretched culprit for the interruption.
She rubbed her eyes, which burned momentarily from the scorching sunlight that filtered through her white cotton curtains, lighting up her whole room. She tried to swing her legs over to stand up, but since they were twisted in her covers, she resulted in unceremoniously falling to her floor with a thud. She growled in irritation and, after untangling herself from her sheets, stood up and threw the sheets back on her bed.
She stomped over to her dresser chest in her usual fashion and got some panties before going over to her closet and grabbing some clothes off the rack by the hangers. She then decided to awake her little brother. She left her room and entered the hallway, making her way to his room.
"Souta!" she yelled while banging on his door. After all, this always woke her up in the mornings. There was a muffled groan and the rustle of a bedspread. "Souta! I suggest you wake up before I starts singing," she yelled, using the term 'suggest' very lightly, "I know how you love that I'm thinking Old Mack Donald!"
There was another rustle and a thump as Souta sleepily stumbled to the door. Kagome stepped back as he opened it, still rubbing his eyes from drowsiness. "I'm up, I'm up," he said, "Just whatever you do, don't start singing."
She smiled innocently and patted his head, "Good little brother."
Souta narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything.
"I'm gonna take a shower," Kagome said, heading for the bathroom, "You can get cereal on your own, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure."
Kagome went into the bathroom and shut the door, hanging the clothes on the hook on the back of the door. She went over and turned on the shower, turning the hot knob and cold knob about the same. She put her hand in to feel and decided the temperature was warm enough to keep her comfortable, but cool enough to make her stay awake through the morning. She took off her nightgown and threw it carelessly into the hamper, along with her previous panties.
She got in and pulled the plastic curtain shut. The water rush over her, feeling her shoulders, which were as stiff as boards from the perfect posture she had to maintain at the law firm, finally relax. She made sure her black and naturally highlighted blue-streaked hair was wet before adding her strawberry-smelling shampoo and massaging it into her hair. Letting it soak, she took the soap and scrubbed her skin down. Letting herself rinse off, she sighed in delight. She turned the water off and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around herself before stepping out.
She commenced her morning routine of blow-drying her hair, and brushing her teeth before getting dressed. She took the clothes from the hangers and dressed in her usual work attire; a dark grey mid-length skirt and a white dress shirt with an ill-fitting top of the suit. then came her dilemma of shoes. She decided to wear high heels that would inflict some serious pain on her feet by the end of the day, but wrapped Band-Aids around her toes and wore them anyway. Finally she applied her makeup, which she hoped she did a good job on. Though it was a fleeting hope at best.
She stepped out of the bathroom and went into the kitchen to find Souta's lunch kit, perfectly filled, on their small kitchen table, and Souta himself putting his empty cereal bowl in the dishwasher... while still in his pajamas. "Souta!" she said, stepping forward, "You should be dressed already!"
"How could I have? You were hogging the bathroom," he replied.
"Oh fine, skip your bath this morning," she caught herself, "Wait, did you take a bath last night?"
"Duh, of course I did."
"Okay then you can skip this morning!" she said, happy she didn't have to worry about her brother smelling bad at school. "Now go brush your teeth and get dressed before you miss the school bus."
"Ok Sis, you don't have to bark out orders!" Souta said as he ran off to his bedroom to get clothes.
"I am NOT barking out orders, or do I look like a puppy to you?!" she called back. He ran out of his room with a bundle of clothes and went into the bathroom. She sighed and delicately devoured a chewy granola bar, careful not to mess up her lipstick. Once finished, she threw the wrapper into the trash and went to get her work stuff together. She was checking everything was in her purse when she remembered the dream. And remembered how Inuyasha, her employer, called her mousy at a resent meeting, meetings of course being something he detested.
I'm not mousy, she thought, irritated again, I'm quiet; there's a difference. I think... well, anyways, I have come to a conclusion: I'm invisible. Seriously! The only time my existence is acknowledged is when Inuyasha needs his coffee. I mean, is he that dense? Unfortunately, the question sounded like a plea in her mind. She slowed her gathering of her small suitcase and its contents, saddened slightly by the image of Inuyahsa in her dream, the one who looked at her. Can he not realize my feelings, my thoughts? That I have loved him since forever?! Maybe someday... in my dreams.
"Hey Sis!" Souta called right next to her.
"Eep!" Kagome yelped before looking at who had startled her, "Souta! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"
"Oh, sorry," Souta said sheepishly.
There was the sound of air being released outside.
"Go, that's your bus!" Kagome said, dashing to hand him his lunch kit now that all her stuff was assembled. She gave it to him and they ran to the door.
"Why are you so rushy, Sis?"
"Because my boss is a big jerk who can't take care of himself and I can't take you to school myself!" Kagome said in a big rush, feeling slightly better at insulting Inuyasha.
Souta grabbed his backpack and ran out to the bus, getting on while waving at Kagome. "Bye Sis!"
"See you later, Souta!" Kagome replied, waving until the bus left, turning around the block's corner. Sighing, she went back in and got her suitcase and purse. Grabbing the keys by the door on her way out, she shut the door and locked it securely. She turned around and was glad to see it was at least a sunny day. Inwardly preparing herself for a long day at the law firm, she started off for work.