Sakura

The characters are all Rumiko Takahashi's so don't sue me.

Yes the character are out of character at times but its my story so deal with it, you'll like it.

All the boxes were finally in the shrine. She was having second thoughts on where on where she chose to live. The place was huge for one person but the plan was to eventually turn this into a studio for her fashion design company and make it a home like it used to be. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad if I knew people, she screamed to herself. Her mother and brother were living in the United States, and her grandfather had passed away a few years ago, leaving the shrine in her hands. She too had lived in the states for years with her family. Kagome graduated from high school and went to a top fashion design school. It was there that she met Hojo, a nice guy, she swore he was gay. He was fresh from Japan and a big fan of the rock bands back home. Soon Kagome was a fan and it only got bigger as she went to anime conventions just to see those bands perform. They parted ways and she came back home after the completion of college, which her stepfather put her through, he loved Kagome and Souta like his own. Even though he was a very wealthy man they never asked for anything extra except was a necessity. She was putting her stuff away when the call came, Grampa has passed on and his daughter in law and grandchildren were to go back to Japan for the reading of his will. Within those few days they found out that Souta and mama has inherited a large sum of money, and Kagome had the deed to the shrine, to do as she pleased with it. But she had to keep it open and available to people. The family returned home and Kagome and had left to France to learn more about European design. A year later she announced that she was going to return to the shrine and make it a home. Although surprised and apprehensive, her family stuck by the decision she made. Her stepfather accompanied Kagome back to Tokyo making sure the shrine was in the best possible shape. He felt that his princess deserved better and had the home remodeled adding as much square footage to the home as possible. He hired a gardener and opened up a bank account for her, putting a large sum of money to keep her comfortable till her career took off, and so now here she was all alone. Kagome went to the cloth store and began her shopping. She was reaching for a sample just as another hand was. A slight tug of war and Kagome shot her head up to find herself staring at girl around her age. She was tall, pretty and had long straight brown hair that was in a high ponytail.

“I’m sorry, go ahead.” Kagome pushed the fabric towards the girl.

“No, its okay I was just going to look at it to see if it was something the guys would wear.”

“Guys?”

“Yeah I was put in charge of make-up, hair and clothing, but I’m terrible at clothing and fashion. I can do it for myself, but when it come to dressing a band I’m bad at it.”

“You work for a band? Which one?”

“Miasma.”

“Shut Up!”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m sorry I’ve been living in America for too long, it’s a dumb expression they use a lot. Wow, I envy you, I would love to dress a band.”

“Not this one, the guys are soooooo picky. I live with them and it’s trying on my nerves.”

“Hey would you like to join me for lunch. I haven’t been around anyone since I moved back, and I really feel a great connection with you. By the way my name is Kagome?

“Mine is Sango, you know after that battle for the fabric really took a lot out of me, I’d love to join you, it sure beats hanging out with the guys for a day.”

Both girls laughed and headed to go get some sushi.

“So where do you live?”

“Not too far actually, in a shrine my grandfather left to me when he died. Only I would have to keep it open. My stepfather thought it needed improvement and by the time he was done with it I got a mansion. Now it’s way too big for just me. You said you were living with those guys, why don’t you move in with me, free rent.”

“Sounds great but what’s the catch?”

“You get Miasma to hire me as their stylist and if they say no then you still have a place to stay.” She said with a smile.

“You got yourself a deal. Let me speak to Naraku, the manager and I’ll try my best.”

A few days went by, Kagome had the home decorated, it was hard to describe the feel to it, punk/goth/traditional Japanese decor which actually looked awesome. She was dressing, she had to make an impression with the band. Sango was bringing them over today. It took a day to hear back from Sango, the longest day in her life.

“Hmmmm, I think I’ll go with those black pants, that see through sequined black skirt and that shirt that I made. Gotta look like a rock star to dress some.

Just as she adjusted the clothing the doorbell rang. She ran down the stairs and opened the door finding Sango with 5 hot guys.

“Hi Kagome, I’d like you to meet Miasma.”

“Come in everyone.” Kagome turned to the maid, “Miaka can you get us some tea?”

The group took their shoes off. She studied all the guys, they were all hot with the exception of Shippo, he was cute, and he reminded her of Souta. She’d definitely do the rest of them. Sango sat with the guy Miroku, the bassist, so that must be her boyfriend. He was cute, he had short hair that look messy and spiky with the rest of it tied into a short low ponytail. Another guy had the same hairstyle only his hair was longer, he had blue eyes, and his skin was a dark olive color, Koga was mouthwatering. A deep voice interrupted her eye wandering.

“Onna.”

“The name is Hiragashi, Kagome Hiragashi.”

“Hiragashi-San, Sango told us you were interested in being the stylist for Shikon do you have any work you can show us? By the way I’m Naraku Onigumo, Miasma’s manager. Might I add that you look rather delicious.”

Kagome blushed, “Yes mister Onigumo I do have videotapes of the designs I’ve done for shows. Thank you, I don’t think I’ve heard that I looked delicious.”

“After viewing the tapes and portfolio, Miss Hiragashi your designs are good but I’m not sure if you can do what we’re looking for. The band has a studio recording session for their new album. Why don’t and Sesshomaru stay behind to discuss what we are looking for?”

Something about the way he said that sort of scared her. She felt an odd presence about these men, something not quite human. And being alone with two beautiful men made her feel strange. Sesshomaru had long straight silver hair and golden eyes, pale flawless skin with the exception of what seem to be makeup or tattoos that decorated his face. And he was one of the tallest in the group. Naraku had long black wavy hair, pale skin, and reddish brown eyes. Both were gods in their own right.

“Um, well Okay.”

Naraku got up and went to a quite corner of the room making a phone call, Sesshomaru behind him.

“Sango thanks a bunch for this opportunity, I really appreciate it. You can move in when ever you like. The right wing is all ready for you.”

“No problem, I hope you get this gig because touring with you will be so much fun. About me moving in, it will be a while, or it might not happen. Miroku and I are engaged, it happened last night. And we’ve been looking at some cute apartments.”

“Congratulations, well if you need to get away you know you have a place here.”

Naraku spoke up, “Okay the limo is her for you, Inuyasha is back at the studio waiting. Sesshomaru and I will be there as soon as possible.”

Kagome walked everyone to the car while the two men stayed inside.

“So what do you think of her Sesshomaru, more than perfect to seduce and bed?”

“She is acceptable, for a human. This Sesshomaru can defiantly have his way with her.”

Kagome walked up the shrine stairs slowly, she really felt like things were turning around. She let the shrine staff go for the evening, she’d order take out for herself and her guests while they discussed the bands look. Naraku and Sesshomaru sat in her living room looking very comfortable.

“I let my staff go and I was about to order dinner for myself what would you two care to join me?”

“Sure but lets do some work before then, I’d like to build my appetite. You have a lovely home. Such a big and luxurious home for one woman.” Naraku purred out.

“Yes, my grandfather left it to me and my parents refurbished it. Would you like to see it?”

Both men looked at each other, silently commenting on the perfect opportunity to let their plan to fall in place. Naraku and Sesshomaru had known each other for years, and they pulled off these tag team sessions all the time.

“So what is the theme that Miasma is going for on this album?”

“It’s going to be a fusion of the old and new. Old Japan meeting the kei visual.” Sesshomaru explained.

“Sort of like Kagrra right?” Kagome replied.

“Sort of but we’re more into the kei visual part of it, and there is no fucking way in hell I want to be mistaken for a woman by foreigners.” Everyone turned to the gruff voice.

“Inuyasha so glad that you can make it Kagome this is Inuyasha lead singer of Shikon.” Naraku motioned for them to meet.

“So you’re the wench everyone is raving about, Naraku she doesn’t look to special to me, just a spoiled rich girl who thinks she’s a beautiful gift from the heavens.”

“Nice to meet you too, anyways as we were saying before being to rudely interrupted by this jerk, what were you thinking of?”

“Well can you create or put together the old fashions with the visual look?” Sess asked.

“I’m sure I could but I’d like to hear the music, I know if I heard what they are creating in the studio I can do it.”

“Well let’s hope you can wench, ya know if Kikyo was still alive we wouldn’t be going through all this, she was Miasma, and even if she wasn’t on stage she knew how to pull everything off.” Inuyasha snorted.

“Don’t be so hasty in passing judgment brother, I’m sure Hirigashi-san will be able to do this job perfectly. Look at her, she is dressed to kill and looking absolutely wonderful in the process. Enough of this, let celebrate shall we?” Sesshomaru turned to Naraku. With a deep laugh he headed to the front door, “To the club.”