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Chapter 5: Beggers can’t be choosers



He was finally home, thankful (and slightly spiteful) that when he got there his father was still out (cause had the old bastard been home, Inuyasha would have beat the verbal hell out of him for all the crap he was putting the poor hanyou through). Said poor hanyou had practically crawled to his desk, his exhaustion nearly taking over but his will to read an email he knew was waiting for him on the dating site stronger than any crap a shitty day (and a conniving father) could throw at him!



Inuyasha plopped in front of his computer and signing on to emate[dot]com. As the server loaded, the hanyou couldn’t help but think back on the day’s earlier events, never mind the fact that once he’d read and replied to his anticipated message, he’d be going to bed at least six hours earlier than he was used to.



After all, he had to be up bright and early for his new job...



...One he wasn’t entirely looking forward to, especially when he’d learned what exactly his position would be... and WHERE he’d be working at... and for WHO...

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(flashback to earlier that day)



"Uh... so you're Mr. Em? Or, I guess, who I'm s'pose to see..." Inuyasha trailed off.



The flat look told the hanyou that the other wasn't amused by the reminder of said earlier incident. "Musashi, actually, but you may call me Sesshomaru."



Inuyasha stared hard after blinking several times. "...S-Sesshomaru? Wait... Sesshomaru Musashi-tou? You... you mean, you're Izanami's son?"



"That is correct. And you," Sesshomaru began as he leaned forward, resting either elbow on top of his desk before continuing, "You are Inuyasha, I presume."



"Uh, yeah. I... didn't know you worked for your... mom," Inuyasha said carefully, not having bothered to filter that comment in his head before speaking.



That and it was kind of sad and pathetic when a kid worked for their parents... especially at our age, the hanyou thought critically, at least he thought Sesshomaru was around his age.



"Hn," the demon snorted, reading Inuyasha like a kindergarten-level book. "Indeed."



"So, what, are you like the customer service guy or something?" he took a shot in the dark.



The youkai gave Inuyasha a look that clearly stated, Do I look like I get along well with people?



"Heh, or not..." he laughed nervously, though was chuckled internally. He was probably banned from whatever floor Customer Service was on. Yeah, this guy was most definitely NOT the pro-social type he’d come to find himself attracted to, nothing like the girl he was chatting to online-



Inuyasha's face mirrored his inner horror at that last thought. What... what the hell... Why had he just compared his online dream girl to this... this... CREEP? He was... a GUY! The half-demon shuddered, shaking his head from side to side violently to which the one in front of him merely raised an eyebrow at.



A well placed clearing of throat emitted in the otherwise silent room halted Inuyasha's nervousness and refocused the question at hand. "I happen to oversee the business aspect of my mother's company. She is the one that handles everything else, including the customer service."



"...Oh, I see. Well, that makes sense... considering how... bouncy she is... and how... uh... unbouncy you are..."



Sesshomaru stared as Inuyasha could have physically slapped himself. What the hell? How lame could he be? Hadn't he wanted to knock this guy down a peg or two and not the other way around?!



"In any case," the demon waved a hand in dismissal absently. "You're here for an interview, I believe."



"Uh, yeah, my dad kinda talked to Izanami about this without telling me until the last minute and-"



"You're hired."



"...eh? P-Pardon?"



"Mother, for whatever reason, finds the position your father applied you for, suitable. I have no choice but to follow her wishes."



"Err, and what position... exactly... was I signed up for?" Inuyasha asked skeptically, somehow anticipating his father's death being the result of his reaction to Sesshomaru's next answer.



"Why," the corners of the demon's mouth quirked ever so slightly as he began. The hanyou would bet a life's worth of ramen that that right there was the closest Sesshomaru had ever come to smiling (even if the mouth quirk was done in a really creepy, "I'm going to make your life a living hell" kind of way). "As my gofer, of course."



Inuyasha stared, trying his best to ignore the way his own mouth started to twitch at the sides as he was nearly beyond repressing his rage with his father at this point. He was truly trying his best not to snarl like a common dog, before squeezing out his next few inquiries.



"And... what exactly are my duties? What's this company called anyway? What do we do? Or make, I guess. Or-"



Sesshomaru seemed momentarily surprised by the half-demon’s questions before a smug look passed across his eyes once more, a smirk curling onto his face. "Oh? Your father didn't tell you?"



"No..." Inuyasha stated tightly, Or I wouldn’t be asking, jackass. He cursed his father, imagining himself strangling the old bastard with his own dirty sock. "He seems to have this nasty habit of keeping pretty much everything from me 'til the last moment... as I said before."



An even more apparent grin sliced across the youkai's face slowly. "MDC, Inc." came the demon's elegant pronunciation.



"Huh?" Okay, he was lost. Fuck, what if his dad's girlfriend made... pleasure toys?! Oh god, "MDC, Inc" totally sounded like a S&M store!



"Your father must truly love to tease you," Sesshomaru commented behind clasped claws, before standing up and saying, "As of today, Inuyasha, you will effectively be working for eMate dot com, Incorporation." The youkai then began to count, immensely amused already with the little irritant his mother pushed off onto him.



One...



Two...



Th-



"...EHHHH!?!!"



(end flashback)

 

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The disgruntled hanyou shook his head of the nasty surprise he’d gotten, the full implications still not having sunk in just yet. Ugh.



Setting that headache aside for tomorrow, Inuyasha clicked on his messages. He skipped all of the new ones until he found the one he always looked forward to at the end of each day from his favorite contact at the site.



Upon reading it, he laughed and made notes of his comments on each topic the other wrote about on a scratch piece of paper. He then opened a blank message and began his reply.



"You aren't going to believe the day I had!" he started off, before going on into the rest of his overwhelming day, though keeping most of the details about the company and his new boss to himself. Names would come up eventually, but for now, it was the person he wanted both of them to get to know before specifics came into play.



He smiled as he concluded his email with his parting note, "Have a good night", and signing it, "osuwariX_x", before he hit the Send button, stretching and yawning. He logged off shortly there after and fell into bed easily for the night.

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On the other side of the computer, the receiving user smiled softly before closing their eyes in silent apology and closing their messages.



Not bothering to reply.







 

Chapter end.