Secrets of the Unknown by Fluffy's CaGe of Wonders

Chapter 1: Pardon Me

Secrets of the Unknown

Track 1: Pardon Me

A word from the author: . :kicks at the dirt: So... This is my story... I'll add a disclaimer here telling you all that I don't own InuYasha. Thank you, have fun and I hope you like it.

Plot: Sadly lacking at this point in time... U.U Sorry... Haven't thought of anything...significant enough to be called 'plot.'

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Pardon Me

"So..."

Kagome nearly jumped out of her skin. She quickly stood up and turned from her big yellow bag, her back rigid. She turned to see a man walking towards her, a long braid of black followed behind him. On his face, in the middle of his forehead, was a four point, star like burst.

"You the new girl?" he asked guardedly. He had a heavy accent that could have been British or perhaps Irish. She wasn't sure.

She bit her lip. "Yes." She did catch his tone. "I'm Kagome," she said, holding a hand out to him.

He stuck his hands in his pockets and answered, "I'm Bankotsu."

She frowned and retracted her hand. "It's a pleasure."

"Likewise. So, why are you here?" His blunt question catching her off guard.

Truthfully, she didn't know. She didn't believe in ghosts and all that hocus pocus and crazy mumbo jumbo. Sure she had grown up at a shrine where everything was about ghosts and old tales of demons and things. Her grandfather often pulled out peculiar objects that she had to get used to being shoved in her face. But now, as a college student, she was hard pressed to accept money from her family as the shrine was barely making enough money to sustain it. That was how all this started. All she wanted to do was take a job to earn money and go to school. She had been applying for scholarships and some how she ended up getting a job on a supernatural hunting show where their host hunter (a nice looking girl with big boobs who brought in a lot of ratings), quit in favor of another ghost hunting show.

This was awkward.

She gave a smile. "I- uh- think that the experience would prove to be memorable."

"You need the money for something?" he asked, grabbing hold of her bag. "Is this it?"

"Yes and yes." She eyed him carefully. Hello! That was a big and heavy bag! And there he was just holding like some common duffle bag. "Should I have brought more?"

He shrugged. "Hey if you can live with this go right ahead. It's just that I've never seen a girl pack so little and be content."

"You'd be surprised." She reached for the horrendously huge backpack. "I can carry that."

He held it out with the hand furthest from her and out of her reach. "Inu-Yasha and Miroku have more luggage than you do...Sango has two suitcases." he said mostly to himself, walking towards the large house.

She mumbled darkly.

"Where are you from?"

"Japan, but I'm going to school here," she answered. "Where are you from?"

"Ireland."

"Ah...I thought so," she mumbled.

As he turned to her, his brow raised. "What was that?"

"I said I heard it's beautiful there. Must've been great growing up there..."

His head tilted to the side, "Might have been...I was raised in England. That where this quote accent unquote comes from." He continued to walk. "Are you going to follow me or stay outside?"

"Oh!" She set off to follow him. "Are you offended by that?" She felt a little guilty.

He shook his head, "Nah, it helps pick up chicks."She blinked in surprise and he laughed. "I'm joking! I'm joking!" She gazed at him skeptically.

They walked down a corridor and stopped behind a large door.

"Don't be scared, they can be animals." He put a hand on the doorknob. "Beware of Miroku's hand." She responded with a confused look. He opened the door and held it open for her.

"Living room?" she asked, looking at all the place to sit and lounge.

"We call it the lobby," he answered. "You'll meet the rest of the cast here." He led her to a couch and put her bag down in a corner.

She wondered what the rest of the cast was like. Would they like her? Well she'd find out soon. She could hear voices down the corridor.

"So then I said-" a young man was saying as he burst through the door. His long platinum blonde hair fell behind him. He looked so rouge-ish and gruff and his golden eyes were boring into her own, intently. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Her brows furrowed. "Pardon me?"

"Yeah, did you get tired of being a whore with that other team and decided to come back or what?" he asked hotly.

"Are you insane?" Honestly did he have to be rude and insulting?

"Excuse him...I doubt that he has his contacts in." Bankotsu interfered. Kagome eyed him doubtfully but nodded anyway. "Inu-Yasha, this is Kagome. Kagome, this is Inu-Yasha. She's the new host."

"A pleasure," she said with a curl of her lip.

He 'feh-ed' and turned away.

"Kagome?" A voice called as a man pushed his way through the group.

She looked at the familiar looking, purple clad, and earring wearing man before her. "Miroku?"

His gentle dark blue eyes closed in a smile. "Yes ma'am, that's me."

She squealed and jumped into his arms.

"Old girlfriend?" Inu-Yasha asked Sango, huffily.

"Hardly," Miroku said after twirling Kagome and setting her back down. "This is my cousin from Japan."

"I haven't seen him in ages! I had hoped to see you when I moved here!" She giggled.

"KAAAGOOOMEEEE!" A high pitched cry was heard as an orange streak whizzed by and into her arms.

"SHIPPOU!"

"And of course my little brother would know her," Miroku drawled as he plopped on a sofa.

"Well then, now that that is out of the way...That is Miroku one of our mediums, Sango,

our resident tough girl." He pointed to one of the two girls in the room, who promptly

shot him the finger. "Shippou, our techie, Inu-Yasha, our asshole--"

"HEY!" He yelled over his shoulder indignantly.

"Jakotsu, our other medium." He pointed to the other girl who was really quite pretty.

Kagome smiled. "It's good to have other girls around."

It was quiet. So quiet you could almost hear the crickets chirp.

Then roaring laughter erupted.

Jakotsu smiled and shrugged, "I like her already."

Kagome looked confused.

Bankotsu tried to contain his mirth. "Jakotsu is a man." Kagome's face turned ten shades of red.

The doors burst open and a very irate looking person walked in. The room fell silent. Kagome couldn't tell if it was a he or a she and after this incident, she didn't want to go through the embarrassment of that again.

"Do you mind?" A deep, resounding, baritone voice said. "I cannot hear myself think with all of your racket."

"And that is señor frosty himself, Sesshoumaru. You'll be co-hosting with him. He's a hoot once you catch onto his type of humor." Bankotsu said.

"Bankotsu, would you cease calling me those God-awful names!" He was right next to them.

Bankotsu chuckled. "See?"

Her mouth hung open.

He was godly! His long, silky looking platinum blonde hair, although similar to that ass,

Inu-Yasha, drew her attention; while alike Inu-Yasha's was gnarly and unkempt while

Sesshoumaru's had an unearthly glow to it. His golden eyes turned to her."Who is this?" he asked coolly.

"She's new," Bankotsu said.

His eyebrow rose. "I can see that, but for what?"

Inu-Yasha burst in. He just loved to burst his brother's bubble. "She's your new co-host."

Sesshoumaru sneered at him then looked back to the girl. "She is adequate." He nodded his head. "Although, I cannot see why they would want another miko. The last was oh so honorable." Somewhere in the back, Inu-Yasha growled. Kagome's mouth hung open in sheer disbelief and shock. She couldn't believe it! It was only her first day and she was already being verbally abused by a bunch of pretty boys!

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Another word from the author: Alright, sorry but I had to end it there. I'm practically drooling all over myself and I can only imagine what my grammar and punctuation looks like (just as a heads up, I spelled grammar wrong and growled at the computer when it corrected me... . ) Ungh... so tired... Hope you enjoyed it... the story I mean... Yeah... Bed... good... Must sleep....