AN: Wow, I haven't really been on here in a long time! I miss writing fanfiction a lot. So, this first chapter has gone through about a million rough drafts over the course of a year. I'm still working on the plot, so we'll see how this goes. I'm never really into thinking ahead on the details…not such a good quality for a writer, huh? This is sort of a prologue by the way, so forgive the length.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha…nope…never will.

Tokyo, Tokyo

Prologue

Entourage Confessional

Kagome felt a surge of excitement enter her chest as she watched the landscape unfurl past her very own eyes. She was on a train heading for Tokyo, the place where she grew up. It was the one place that she could call home, recalling it with fond memories of her past. She had her good friends, Eri, Yuka, and Ayumi waiting for her back there, along with her home, the Higurashi shrine.

She sighed, pushing herself against the back of her chair, settling down comfortably. Living in Kyoto was nice, but it didn't beat Tokyo – after all, it held more valuable memories. What could compete with that? The only reason she had stayed there for two years was because of her grandmother's ailing health. Sadly, she had passed away, and this was the only thing that had pushed her back on a train to Tokyo.

Her mother and brother had left before her, seeing as Souta started school earlier than she did; Kagome was about to start her first year of university, and she was thrilled. The chance to start fresh again kept ringing in her ears, the one thing she was absolutely looking forward to. Hopefully she'd become a doctor or a lawyer. Maybe something completely different. As long as she wasn't a janitor or anything…

The woman next to her, who looked to be about only a year or two older, suddenly turned to face Kagome.

"Hey there, do you want a magazine or something? You look sort of bored," she stated, noticing the faraway look in Kagome's eyes.

She started, turning to gaze at the woman beside her before obliging to take a magazine she had taken out of her bag.

Having been in Kyoto, worrying about her grandmother and attending school there, she had been quite out of the loop when it came to entertainment and celebrities. Quite frankly, she didn't care for them. They were just normal people who got cursed, yes cursed, with the power of money and stardom. Kagome didn't see what was so appealing about having people hide in bushes only to snap your picture of you doing god knows what, perhaps picking your nose or scratching your butt.

Worst of all were the taglines they placed underneath pictures. And the assumptions they made about you.

But like all teenage girls, Kagome couldn't resist the prospect of satisfying her mind with a teen magazine. On the cover was the picture of a handsome, inhuman-looking man. He seemed to be only twenty or so, and had a rather arrogant smirk on his face. Figures.

She didn't know who he was, but he seemed to be pretty popular. Leave it to Kagome to be the only one who didn't know the latest sensation taking over Japan.

Flipping through the magazine, she landed on an article about the cover star, less than amused.

A Love Story in the Making?

Inuyasha Tessou, 20, multi-million dollar heir of Visionary Corp., has been recently caught in rather intimate photos with Kikyou Hinaba, 22, one of the highest paid Japanese models, coming in at the number one spot for richest model under 25.

Rumors have circulated that the two have been dating since last month, though neither have confirmed it.

Kagome paused upon reading, feeling so ridiculous for immersing herself in these topics. She wasn't supposed to care about these sorts of things – this was for the brainless, the lifeless, namely, her three friends.

This was their forte, not hers.

The girl next to her, seeing that Kagome had been forever stuck on the page of Inuyasha, noticed an odd similarity.

"Wow…if you don't mind me saying so, you look a lot like Kikyou. A lot…" she murmured, craning her neck over to the right to eye the pictures of Inuyasha and Kikyou laid out haphazardly around the article as proof.

"Oh..." Kagome studied the picture of the model, noticing the striking similarities, though she found the woman on the page to be much more mature-looking as well as colder. An ice beauty was the only phrase that came to mind when thinking of her.

"Most people would jump at the chance to be recognized as Kikyou…she makes nearly sixty million a year. And I guess with looks like that, it's possible. Ever considered being a model?" The woman asked, gazing at Kagome's rather startled face. Kagome couldn't understand how forward this person was. "Name's Sango by the way."

"Kagome," she responded slowly. "Never really wanted to be a model…I'm not into fame and fortune and all that. I think I'm going to be a doctor or a lawyer or something along those lines."

Sango nodded. "Ambition. Sounds good."

"And what do you do?" Kagome asked, mildly interested.

"Oh, simple. I work for Inuyasha."

Kagome stifled a laugh. "Right. No, really. What do you do?"

Sango raised a brow. "I'm being honest. I work for him as one of his staff members. You know, help keep his schedule and appointments straight. The guy is ridiculously like a child when it comes down to it. If you don't remind him to do something as simple as tie his own shoes, well…you've got a problem."

Kagome felt her eyes widen slightly, realizing Sango was more than likely not lying. She did sort of have a professional, business-like air to her now that she began to actually study her more.

"Normally I don't go around parading my job to people, but you're just so strikingly similar to Kikyou. I only hope you don't have her personality, the flaw for her. Finicky and rude," Sango stated calmly. Kagome figured she'd know of all people, considering she came into such close contact with Inuyasha himself. It was only natural for her to know his girlfriends and such…maybe she even scheduled his dates with Kikyou.

"If you don't mind me asking, why aren't you with him? Like…I dunno…following him around and stuff. Isn't that what you're supposed to do?"

Sango nearly laughed. "I'm returning from a five day vacation. The most gracious he's ever been. It's hard dealing with the guy…I'm a close friend of his, yet at the same time, he's my boss. Crazy, huh? In any case, I do follow him around as you put it, though it's no walk in the park. Award ceremonies are the worst. Luckily no one actually knows who I am." She suppressed a shudder, before noticing the train coming to a stop. "Looks this is where we part, Kagome."

"Looks like it," Kagome acquiesced. "It was great talking to you. I feel so informed now!" She joked, earning a smile from the woman as she rose out of her seat. "Here," Kagome gestured to give back the magazine, however Sango merely shook her head.

"Just keep it. Seeing Inuyasha's face on the cover is annoying enough when you have to wake up to the real deal everyday," she smiled and left the train, wheeling her bag behind her.

Kagome watched her blend into the milling crowd, slightly in awe of how she had actually met one of Inuyasha's entourage.

"The things that happen to me," she murmured, shaking her head lightly as she wheeled her own cargo with her. Lucky for her she didn't have many possessions to bring.

Catching sight of a cab, she quickly hailed for it, shoving her bag inside before shutting the door behind her. The car eased into the traffic, and Kagome felt herself growing antsy. She was about thirty minutes away from home at this rate, and she was ecstatic to see her old friends and the shrine. As weird as it could be, it was still her home, and she had to love it for that.

Besides, ji-chan needed something as old as him to live in. He claimed those new houses were junk, and it would never compare to the historical value the shrine had. Mrs. Higurashi had still won the battle over adding in new appliances though.

Kagome could only imagine a nightmare without her prized possessions, such as her hairdryer or a shower.

Soon enough, Kagome came face-to-face with the Higurashi shrine, still looking as it once had when she left it. Excitement swelled in her chest, and she eagerly ran up the long stretch of stairs, meeting the sight of ji-chan sweeping the front grounds as he always does.

He looked up and smiled upon seeing her, setting the broom down on the ground.

"Kagome! How was your trip from Osaka?" He asked, smiling broadly.

Kagome faltered a bit, before calmly reminding him it was Kyoto. He had been going slightly senile…

"Sure," he smiled, as if never having heard her before. Maybe he still though it was Osaka and she was just confused.

With a resigned sigh, she gave her grandfather a small smile. "It was good," she responded noncommittally. Actually, meeting one of Inuyasha's workers was slightly cool in its own right. But once again, she would succumb to the celebrity world like Yuka, Eri, or Ayumi would in a heart beat. She was willing to bet they'd sacrifice one another if it meant meeting a celebrity – Inuyasha for that matter. Anyone good-looking or famous. She still loved them with all her heart though.

"Where's Mama and Souta?"

Her grandpa, who had been in the middle of humming and sweeping, gave a small 'hm?' before Kagome shook her head. Obviously they were inside somewhere…no use in depending on ji-chan.

Kagome made her way to the house, dragging the suitcase along with her before being greeted by her mother. She smiled and hugged her, before leaning forwards to grasp the handle of the suitcase from her.

"Kagome! It's nice to have you back! Just a week without you was long," she smiled, a gesture Kagome returned herself. "How are Aunt Tanaka and Uncle Hideki?" she asked, worry lines marring her face.

"They're doing alright…Aunt Tanaka is still a little shaken up. Hopefully Uncle Hideki can help her through this." Her mother nodded her head, still looking slightly worried. "Here, you must be hungry," she steered Kagome towards the kitchen, leaving the suitcase in a corner.

"Oh, no Mom. It's okay. I think I'm just going to go up and take a bath," she trotted up the stairs, brining her suitcase with her. Trudging towards her room, she passed Souta's on the way and poked her head in to catch the sight of him playing relentlessly with his gameboy. "Geez Souta. No hello for your sister?" Kagome teased. Souta barely spared her a glance, before turning to the game at hand, mumbling under his breath. Kagome frowned, deciding to ignore his preteen behavior.

I haven't realized how much older Souta's getting…Kagome sighed, standing in the middle of the room, her suitcase by her side.

"Let's unpack this thing first," she mumbled to herself, setting it down on the floor by her bed. She unzipped it and began to put her clothes away. Pulling the lid back down, she opened the zipper on the top, and pulled out the magazine Sango had given her.

She still couldn't believe she had been talking to one of his private staff members. The very idea was ridiculous! And she talked of Inuyasha so knowingly, which Kagome could only assume was natural. After all, she was his assistant, and she had mentioned before that they were also close friends. What an odd relationship…

Unable to help it, Kagome found herself flipping to the article again, scrutinizing the pictures of Kikyou.

Did they really look that alike?

From what she could tell, they did.

Although she was certain that she held an aura of immaturity whereas Kikyou looked dignified and mature. Still…Sango herself had said she looked a lot like Kikyou…that was something else wasn't it? Kagome groaned.

Since when did she start caring about the celebrities? They had no impact on her life whatsoever.

Or at least…

That's what she thought.