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Chapter 7: Ring! A ding ding ding!

“Wh... What is that putrid smell? Is that coming from you?”

A fixed stare was the only reply.

“I wasn’t aware you smoked. Please reassure your mother that this is merely a passing fad, not something that will become a habit,” came the pointed threat.

“You needn’t worry about it, Mother.”

“Good.” The woman crossed her legs, and read over the paperwork her only child had brought her. “Hmm, yes. Yes. I like these ideas. Surprisingly, that boy has a good eye and mind for this kind of thing.”

“Indeed.”

“At the same time, however, it doesn’t completely take me off guard, if I consider his father.” Her eyes softened slightly as she sat back, sipping at her drink, not looking at him just yet as her smile turned devious. "In any case, in addition to these I would also like you to complete that assignment I gave you ages ago, you know the one you keep hoping I'll forget I gave you so you don't have to swallow your pride and do it?"

Sesshomaru's brow twitched ever so slightly.

"I expect that done by this weekend," she said, her expression smug as she organized the papers before her, handing them back to her son. "And, seeing as tomorrow is Friday... Well, I'll see you bright and early at 9 o'clock to have a meeting with the owner, sweetie."

The demon made a noncommittal noise at that. “Will there be anything else... Mother?” He did his best not to strain that.

“No, that should be all for now,” she said, waving him off before thinking of something that had been lingering in her mind since she had mentioned the smell of smoke on him.

“Sesshomaru?”

The youkai paused at the doorway but didn’t turn around to otherwise acknowledge her.

“I know you like to poke and prod at those around you, to see how far you can push them before they become fed up with your games, but please, with Inuyasha... I would rather you not push his buttons with that particular bad habit.”

At that, the demon did turn around to regard the woman now looking out her window.

She waved her hand in dismissal again. “That’ll be all.” And with that Sesshomaru made his way out of the office, his usual hard expression plastered across his face, with just a hint of thoughtfulness touching his eyes.

His mother's words stayed with him as he walked back to his office, passing by the staff break room which he never paid any attention to, at least not until he heard his secretary’s voice, the events and speculations he'd encountered earlier that day coming back to him at her words.

"I'm so glad you've got my number now," she said, a slightly wispy giggle tingling the back of her throat; like she had felt the urge to laugh incessantly but couldn't quite bring herself to openly do such a thing.

"Yes, I'd love to! Tonight? Yeah, that would work out great. Yes, I know, I shouldn't be on the phone right now either; my break will be over soon. Are you almost done with what he gave you to work on? I can't even imagine- Oh, okay, I'll see you after work then, bye."

She sat where she was after clicking her phone off and finished her drink.

Outside the room, the demon had already left.

- - -

Ring! Riiing! Ringgg!

Inuyasha glared at his phone, already highly annoyed with how long this day seemed to drag on, and more than willing to take it out on the poor sap who was calling him now.

"Hello?" the half-demon moaned into the speaker of his phone as his forehead fell onto the desk.

"Inuyasha! OMFGurnotgonnablievwtjstdid!"

Inuyasha lifted his head up a bit before promptly dropping it against the desk again as the other person on the phone continued to jabber unintelligibly.

Fuck my life, fuck my life, fuck my life, fuck my life, he chanted in his mind over and over again.

He'd been sitting in his stingy little cubicle for a little more than seven hours, working on the damn profile thingy, turning it in to the Tech guys, getting a message back to "Try it now, it should work", sending it back when it didn't, turning it in when it did, and getting it back to try out a new feature they'd just added, because how cool would this be?

It was easy work admittedly, and he hated it. He was used to running around everywhere, talking to people, giving his two cents on the ideas his aristabrat of a boss would sometimes share with him. But this? Fuck.

And now his friend was calling him at work, already knowing of the travesties he'd had to endure all day (he'd texted the bastard each time he got pissed off with something, which was every other minute it seemed), and here he was calling him and having the audacity to go on and on about something completely different than the HELL that was Inuyasha’s life.

Selfish prick.

"And thenIcantbelvthtsesidys-!"

"For fuck's sake! Just. Slow. The fuck. Down. Miroku. Hell," the hanyou bemoaned. "Start over. What's happened?"

"I called her."

"Okay... and-?"

"I know I’ve been chatting with her for a few weeks over email, and she was amazing just in written word, but I am- and I kid you not, my friend- completely smitten with this woman. Her voice is..."

"Yeaaaaah,” Inuyasha immediately interrupted. “You can stop right there. I don't need you going on and on about how her voice makes you cream yourself. Just, give me the facts," Inuyasha said, rubbing his temples to prevent the massive headache that was surely coming on.

"I called her-"

"-Yeah, we're past that. What happened after?"

"-and she answered. We ended up having a fifteen minute conversation, about nothing in particular. Just how our days were going, what we were doing, or working on-"

"Oh, you did not talk about fucking work with this girl, did you?!"

"I'll have you know she was very interested in what I do for a living, never mind the atrocities my boss makes me go through."

Inuyasha facepalmed himself.

“Idiot, what the hell else is she going to say to you when you bring that kind of shit up? ‘Oh, that sounds really boring, k thanks bye’? No. She’s gonna be fuckin’ mature about it and pretend she’s interested, dipshit.”

"In any case,” his friend said pointedly. “Yes, we talked about my work. Which,-"

"I don't care," the hanyou said, deadpanned.

"-by the way, I'm almost done with. He gave me that horrible Avenue case I told you about last week and has been hounding me ever since to get it done in a timeframe that no other human being, other than myself, could manage to complete. Anyway, I asked her if she'd like to get dinner with me tonight, and she accepted. We're meeting after work."

Despite his crappy mood, the side of Inuyasha's mouth lifted a bit at the glee in his friend's voice. "Awesome. I'm glad she said yes, Sango's a great girl; smart, hard working, smoking hot and armed with legs that never end. Treat her right. If she comes in to work tomorrow with a bad report, best friend since second grade or not, I'll kick your ass and break that cursed hand of yours."

"I'm hurt, Inuyasha. Really? Cursed? I'll have you know many a woman are dazzled by the powers of my hands, so much so that-"

"Lalalalalala, can't hear you! Lalalalala!"

"They say I should become a masseuse. Why, what perverse thing were you thinking of?" the man on the other side of the line chuckled.

"Mmhm, I've stopped paying attention to you now," Inuyasha said nonchalantly.

"Well then, let me reiterate a gem of knowledge my old man passed down to me about women and dating and hands and touching."

"This should be interesting. Alright, iterate away, oh wise Monk."

"And I quote, 'In case you don't go through high school, hitting is a good thing.'"(1)

"..."

"^.^"

"...-_-"

"You're going to hang up now, aren't you? Inuyasha! Come on! It's funny! I mean, yeah, he did say that and all, but it's still-"

Click.

Inuyasha sat back in his chair, hand over his face as a silent groan left his lips.

What an idiot.

As he lowered his hand, he refused to believe his mouth was upturned in an amused smile as he stared at his phone, the time indicating he had ten minutes before he got off work!

“Can’t wait for tonight...” he sing-songed. Gonna go home and crawl into bed and sleep forever! He mentally cheered.

"Making personal calls during work hours?" came a voice from the area that could be called a "door" to his cubicle.

Inuyasha cringed, his sour mood returning immediately. "Hardly. I'll have you know I was talking to... an associate."

Well that was sort of true. Miroku was someone he was associated with after all, even if he didn't work for MDC, Inc. or any company like it.

His demon boss just stared at him making his hackles rise, along with his ire. Through gritted teeth he asked as politely as he could. "Is there anything I can do for you... sir," he stressed.

"When you're done with your regular shift, you'll be working overtime-"

Shit, I forgot about that, Inuyasha winced, a “What?!!” having already escaped his mouth.

"-and you're assignment will be with me. I'll meet you downstairs in the lobby." And with that, the youkai left. “Don’t forget to allow any and all plans you may have had tonight to die a slow and painful death, half-breed.”

A few moments passed before the dumb look on Inuyasha's face cleared. He shot out of his seat and looked over his cubicle and around for the demon, all the while yelling, "Are you out of your fucking mind!"

The few remaining employees still inhabiting their own cubicles slowly poked their heads over the tops of their own cubicles, eyes wide.

Inuyasha flushed in embarrassment, and then proceeded to further dig himself into his grave. "Yeaah. That just happened. And the fucker's not even here to witness it. Asshole."

Slumping back down into his seat, the hanyou continued to mutter curses at his boss, at his friend and most certainly at his father for getting him into all of this shit.

Not once did it cross his mind to think of what he could possibly be working on with the demon after hours.

Alone.

Chapter end.

Story Note(s):

(1) line I heard in the movie Hitch. I feel slightly bad that I didn't watch it all the way through now, lol.
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