Author's Note: I'm so sorry for keeping you all waiting! Lately everything has been kind of crazy for me, with finding a job and signing up for second-year university classes (not only that, there was an earthquake today that shook my entire house, leaving me to think that my life was officially over. I almost friggin' peed myself). However, don't worry, I will keep updating now that my life is no longer in danger—it's just that it will take me longer to update. And here's a chapter for our favourite couple, Inuyasha and Kagome!

Office Romance

Section VII

Thursday, August 21 – 4:43PM

Kikyou squealed with excitement when they reached the boutique, squabbling about some dress that just appeared on the runway. Although she was not materialistic, Kikyou was still a woman. She was constantly being invited to fashion shows where she would sometimes receive free gifts, usually from horny old men that wanted a piece of her. As much as he liked her girly side, Inuyasha would rather shoot himself in the crotch than go shopping with Kikyou.

Okay, maybe not in the crotch.

"Oh, Inuyasha, this is the one I've been telling you about!" He ignored the purple dress she was holding and glanced at her expression. The usual Kikyou was a workaholic and looked somewhat like a prude. She dressed professionally, in a classic white blouse that was tucked neatly into her pencil skirt. She wore big round glasses and always had her hair up. Outside of the office, it was like she was no longer Inoue Kikyou. She was some mysterious girl who was his girlfriend, who wore makeup and jeans and had hair down to her waist.

It was times like these that Inuyasha remembered why he had fallen in love with her in the first place.

"Can I try it on?" She asked hopefully, knowing that he was already getting impatient. Inuyasha never liked shopping. Then again, did any man like going shopping with their girlfriends? No, she didn't think so. Inuyasha scoffed, telling her that he wasn't the salesperson and she shouldn't be asking him. Taking that as a yes, Kikyou hopped off to find someone who could bring her to a change room. It was also then that he realized he was still holding her purse.

Great. Now he just looked like a pansy.

When Kikyou's cell phone rang, he thought that he might as well get it back to her. She would be angry with him if she happened to miss an important call. Might as well let her know about it now than never. Making his way over to the fitting rooms, he saw the salesperson standing behind a rack of clothes. She looked up and smiled at him.

"Are you looking for your girlfriend?" She asked, he didn't answer but she knew anyway.

"She's the one with long black hair, tall. She was wearing a blue jacket," he followed the salesperson to the room and waited outside for her. After a few minutes he knocked. "Hey, what's taking you so long? It's one dress!" He received no answer, but he could hear shuffling inside. These fitting rooms were always weird; even if someone knocked on your door, you couldn't tell. Even if someone was talking to you, you'd think they were talking to someone else.

"Hey Mama, could you zip this up for me?" The handle of the fitting room door slowly turned.

Mama? What the hell—

Emerging from the fitting room was not a purple-dressed Kikyou, but instead a different woman dressed in red (did he mentioned that he liked it when women wore red?) with her back to him. The zipper was not done up, of course, but that wasn't the issue. The issue was that this woman was wearing a white cotton bra and her zipper stopped just above the swell of her bottom. He wondered if her panties matched... She tossed her hair from side to side before gathering it up in her hands. It was messy, but the sexy kind of messy. Her skin was pale in comparison to the material of the dress, and it looked so smooth.

Okay, so this girl was hot, but he wasn't about to run over and do her zipper up. She'd slap him across the face and call him a pervert, if she had any decency.

"Ahem," he cleared this throat, averting his eyes so that she wouldn't know he had been staring at her exposed back. "Um, Miss? I'm not your mother." With that, the mystery woman whirled around and he could tell he was about to a) get in very big trouble, or b) have a half-naked woman stumbling all over him.

But he soon realized that that wasn't the issue, either.

"Taisho?" The woman shrieked, crossing her arms over herself even though she was fully covered at the front. Inuyasha's eyes widened and he snapped his gaze back to her face. Oh you've got to be fucking kidding me. He blinked once or twice, hoping that his eyes were playing tricks on him.

"Higurashi?"

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From: Fukazawa Sango [ sfukazawa (at) taisho . com ]
To: Higurashi Kagome [ khigurashi (at) taisho . com ]
Subject: LOL

So, not only did you ask him to zip up your dress thinking he was your mother, but he managed to see your embarrassing choice of underwear?

I mean, white cotton, Kagome? What are you, an elementary school student?

But still, this is rich. I will be laughing for days. Wait until I tell Rin.

Yours truly,
Sango

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From: Higurashi Kagome [ khigurashi (at) taisho . com ]
To: Fukazawa Sango [ sfukazawa (at) taisho . com ]
Subject: RE: LOL

You better not tell Rin. She will torment me for life, especially since I constantly make fun of her for crushing on Sesshomaru.

And what's wrong with cotton? It's not like I go around wearing lace with satin and silk. That's kind of gross, don't you think? I mean, wearing sexy lingerie when you're going out with your mother. It's not like I was expecting anyone to see my underwear anyway!

Yeah, laugh it up. We'll see who's laughing when you go home tonight, sitting on the couch with your cat and a tub of Ben and Jerry's, watching Grey's Anatomy and crying over the fact that you rejected Miroku last week. You know you regret it!

Yes. Yes, I went there.

Okay, fine. That was uncalled for. I'm sorry. I apologize.

Kill me now,
Kagome

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From: Kobayashi Miroku [ mkobayashi (at) taisho . com ]
To: Taisho Inuyasha [ inuyasha (at) taisho . com ]
Subject: SA-WEET!

You managed to see Kagome in her underwear?

Oh man, seriously you are the man. You are the man. Kagome may be beautiful, and she may be kind, but she's totally square. I heard she hasn't been on a date since her high school days. Quite sad, isn't it? Anyway, back to the important details: how much did you see? Was she wearing red satin? Black lace? I bet she's really a naughty girl.

You were probably getting ready to pounce, you sick bastard.

I bow down to you,
Miroku

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From: Taisho Inuyasha [ inuyasha (at) taisho . com ]
To: Kobayashi Miroku [ mkobayashi (at) taisho . com ]
Subject: No. Hell no. H-E-L-L NO!

First of all, it was an accident. I didn't mean to look.

Second of all, she was not wearing kinky underwear you disgusting pervert. It was just regular underwear. REGULAR underwear.

Third of all, I was not getting ready to pounce! I have no interest in that stupid little girl whatsoever. NONE. GOT IT?

Fourth of all, I don't care whether or not she's square, a triangle, or a fucking rectangle. Like I said, no interest.

AND! I HAVE KIKYOU, YOU STUPID SICK FUCK!

I might have to fire you,
Inuyasha

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Inuyasha slammed his laptop shut, hoping that the keys didn't break from the pressure he was applying onto them. Over the past day or so, he couldn't help but think about what happened at the boutique. Okay, so he hadn't been specific with the details of Kikyou's appearance, but seriously, how was it such a coincidence that Kagome happened to also be wearing a blue jacket? Why the fuck did everyone keep saying that they could be twins?

Kikyou didn't make any mistakes when it came to work. The girl probably couldn't even get to work on time every day. His girlfriend was taller, prettier—although he couldn't help himself from admitting that Kagome, although young and stupid, was still attractive—and smarter. Yeah. He had the better choice. He did not favour the idiot girl because she looked like his girlfriend. He did not decide not to fire her because he liked her. He was not wrapped around her stupid little finger, even as they've only met in person once.

Higurashi insulted him. Kikyou only lectured him. Higurashi glared at him. Kikyou smiled at him.

Heck, even after Kikyou had walked out of the change room, wearing the same dress in a different colour—which she looked better in! Ha! Take that, Higurashi!—she had only smiled. "Oh, Kagome! What a surprise, seeing you here." In fact, the older woman didn't say a word about this young girl standing before her boyfriend with her dress falling off. If the thing had been any bigger, Higurashi would be standing there in just her dumb white, one-hundred-percent cotton underwear. Even after Kagome nodded and turned away, blushing like a madwoman, making it look like they had done something indecent, Kikyou did not say a word about it.

"Hey, how about some Chinese for dinner? I've been craving for a while now," was the only thing she said even after leaving the boutique. Kagome was not mentioned for the rest of the afternoon and evening. But what was he expecting? It's not like they were doing something indecent. All that happened was the following: she had thought that her mother was waiting for her outside the fitting room, she had come out to ask for help doing up her zipper, and that person just happened to be her boss—the one she had called "dog ears."

But the stupid idiot looked like she was about to commit a murder. It wasn't his fault anyway. She was the dumb one; going around calling people 'Mama'.

Yeah.

Kikyou was better.

Cotton underwear. Stupid girl.

Yes, Kikyou was definitely better.

Smooth, creamy skin... like porcelain.

Kikyou—what was he saying about her again? Right! She was better.

Her wavy hair that cascaded down her back, yeah. Sexy.

Wait. Kikyou's hair was straight.

Blue eyes—

Kikyou's eyes were grey.

Yes, but Kagome's are blue.

Yes. Kagome. Higurashi Kago—

Wait. What the hell?