InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Vastly Overrated ❯ Fearful Retribution ( Chapter 10 )

Fearful Retribution



Colors speak volumes. Or was it pictures that spoke a thousand words? Well if the picture spoke only a thousand words… where were the other 99 percent of the vocabulary? The nature and intelligence of mankind infers that we are learning and forgetting words all through our lives. In that thought do words even exist?

Well, the answer to that particular question can wait. Colors, however, have their own language. What is a picture without color? It’s a blank slate. It’s a void. It’s tar. It isn’t even black though. It s the absence of light.

Now, even a black and white picture has color. A black and white colored picture gives off a feel of blandness, and impassivity that would scream introvert, but if it were to be brightened by yellows and light blues, it would be more sunshine. Yellows infer brightness… light blues make individuals think of the milky white clouds rolling across the sky…

Nonetheless, Colors speak volumes. There is no limit to the widely known language that color speaks. This of course brings me back to words. Words are a limiting factor. There is such a large amount of words in the world, and each of them have a definition which also uses words which have their own meaning.

Every word has its uses, which are expressed in even more words that hold even more definitions that the vast majority of human languages cannot compress into one. There are many languages and even those that have yet to be discovered. If it hasn’t been discovered… is it human?

This limiting factor is found in the variety of languages that ‘borrow’ words or terms from other languages. Of course as I said before… words hold their own uses and expressions.

This is perhaps why I do not wish to listen to the ‘words’ coming out of my fathers’ mouth. It is not as if he would actually follow through on them. His business is at a critical stage in its term. The term that I basically ran and increased productivity… in a way that he does not have a clue how to emulate.

This is obvious in the way that the business has obviously started going down hill in my absence. I hold up a hand to stall him. This is my element. I’m not going to pretend to be the perfect daughter any longer, no matter how many, or who, will witness it. In the office, I run things. Well… basically anyways.

“Do you hate me?” I ask. It may seem a random question but it will serve its purpose. He can hate me, but in this business. He has to deal with me.

“You are an insufferable little wench with an overgrown head that obviously needs deflating, but I do not want this business to fall because you are too stubborn to take advice from your boss!”

His face is red. Ha. Very funny.

He amuses me. It’s no surprise that the firm is going down what-with him giving me such advice. ‘raise the prices, cut back on the productivity, decrease the quality…’

Did he want people to quit trusting the Higurashi name? Not that I think the Higurashi name is worth a half pence, but the way the business is run will reflect on me until my brothers finally quit being thickheaded and actually work.

It’s not that I hate this job. Its that if someone who works at a fast food restaurant guaranteed me a job under the manager as a janitor then I would jump at that chance.
This is only because of whom I currently work for; I assure myself this each day.

“Mr. Higurashi, I know how to run the business. I was taught by the best…”

I say this in preparation to destroy the pride that he has building up within him. He has a habit of letting things that have nothing to do with him rush into his over-inflated ego. I can see how his eyes brighten, and he smiles self-satisfactorily.

Perhaps I can let it go just this once. It would save me a huge headache in the long run. Then again, who am I to let this moment pass? “Yes, I see you acknowledge that we have a wonderful library. You should be proud of that. And the fact that you had the insight to hire such a wonderful tutor,” I say with a blank expression on my face.

Yes, he amuses me. His head deflates and I can just imagine him as a large cut piece of paper flaling in the wind.

Biting back the laughter that attempted to escape my throat, I bow slightly in mock respect and walked out of his office. When I reached the elevator, I took it to the top floor. My floor. I smirk. Sometimes it’s the perks of the job that help move depression along.

When I reached the top floor, I walked out and toward my secretary. “Tajiya-san, do I have any messages today?”

I caught the surprised look on her face before she pulled out her calendar.

“No, Higurashi-san. There have been no phone calls recently, but you do have a meeting coming up in about three hours with the Onigumo Company Inc. They didn’t specify as to whom from the company was coming but I would assume that it is the Onigumo sisters.”

I nod my head in thanks as I walk in to my office. Sango Tajiya has been my personal secretary since I began working here. It was nice to have a positive aura in my office instead of the tension and annoyance that fills it when my father comes up here. Sango stays professional while working, but after hours, she’s another young woman who loves shopping, reading, and coffee shops.

Oh. And going to clubs, but that’s neither here nor there.

I sit down behind my desk and pull out my files on the Onigumo. “Lets see. Ah, they wanted to combine our business with theirs… that cant be good… I guess I can see what they have to offer.”

I skim over the information that I missed. Feeling a frown coming on, I stare at the memo on the bottom of the file. ‘Go to file cabinet two, file letter C, section three… Sango.’

With a foreboding instinct rising in my body, I walked toward file cabinet two, pulled open the file letter C, and flipped to section three. When I pulled out the information, I nearly screamed in rage.

Then, I merely felt drained. With a sigh I slammed the file drawer shut and drug myself over to my desk. Then I flopped into my chair. “My father is an idiot.”

Oh, he amuses me, but sometimes… it’s just too much. This is beyond annoyance.

“Higurashi-san, someone is here to see you.”

A voice buzzed through the intercom. Sitting up straight, and putting the files into the desk drawer, I pushed a button on the office phone and replied, “Who is this person?”

She usually says who the person is in the first place. “A… Taiyoukai-san, is here to see you.”

I frown slightly. Is it the bothersome one, or the… well… more than not, it’s Sesshoumaru.

“Send Taiyoukai-san in.”

I look down at my desk for a moment, before I hear the door opening. When I look up I see not Sesshoumaru, but…
“Inu-Taisho?”

He smiles slightly. “I came to see who had quite the hold on my Boys’ attention?”

I stared at him. “Which of your boys are you speaking of?”

Usually I wouldn’t dare speak in that tone of voice. Which tone of voice? Well, I never really understand what the man who calls himself my father means when he says that I shouldn’t speak to him in that tone of voice. Because what tone I use doesn’t matter… Either way he’s going to say it’s that tone.

Inu-Taisho seems amused. “Ah, I understand what he sees in you now, Ms. Higurashi…”

I blink slightly in shock.

“Don’t look so surprised. I didn’t understand why my son Sesshoumaru was coming home with this particularly pleased look in his eyes. His attitude in general has not changed, no, but I can tell that something has been on his mind. He actually called my younger son by his name. That speaks volumes.”

I stare at him in wonder. I’m beginning to believe that he’s lost his mind. Sesshoumaru wouldn’t touch the subject of speaking his half brother’s name with a seven thousand foot pole.

I noticed Inu-Taisho’s eyes twinkling. “I know, I know… Its hard to believe. But as you can see, I didn’t say that Sesshoumaru said his name with anything close to civility. I merely said that he said his name. Your expression tells me that you truly know my son.”

I blinked. I think I’m beginning to look mentally challenged. Like blinking is the only function I understand. I may have to find something else to do in response to shock, because I know that I’m expressionless besides the blinking.

At the moment anyway.

Maybe nothing has sunk into my brain just yet.

“I still don’t know what my youngest sees in that other young lady… Ah, that brings me to the true cause of my visit.”

At this I sit up a bit straighter… Funny how I don’t quite remember slouching at any point during the conversation, one sided as it was.

“Your father, despite my advice…”

Oh no. Here’s that term again. Advice. Advice. Advice.

“Signed a contract with the Onigumo Company, and by your facial expression… or lack there of, I would say that you already knew.”

I sigh with great annoyance. “Yes, I just found out today. However, he has no power in that department. The signing of contracts lie within my jurisdiction, and can only be done if I am present and willing to allow it to be. Thus, without my signature along side it or below it, or at the very least somewhere on the document, it is void.”

He seems surprised and pleased at the same time. “You are going to be my daughter in law, right? Please tell me you’re going to be my daughter in law. I don’t think I can handle the blathering on of that Onigumo woman that Inuyasha is dating. He says he loves her, but… I think it’s onesided. “

I frown, then the perfect idea. The most horrendous idea popped into my head. Then, I smiled.

“I don’t condone gossip Mr. Inu-Taisho.” I say with amusement coloring my eyes. “I do however, wish to know if my friends are being used.”

I don’t mind the fact that the mutt and I aren’t on any kind of good terms. I can always pretend to be polite. Obviously, this will help me to cause some major problems. All I have to do is make sure it doesn’t backfire nor cause anyone but him trouble.

“He has his heart set on her…”

Well, maybe I’ll just add some publicity in his life. Hmm… I think I’ll get Sesshoumaru in on this. Maybe. Maybe I shouldn’t break them up. It would actually help him in the long run. Hmm… decisions decisions. Ah, perfect.

“Then again. Inuyasha has this habit of bad-mouthing females… Does he do that to her? Because he basically called me worthless.”

I say this casually. Just as I had hoped, Inu-Taisho seemed angry.

“No. He doesn’t do that to her. He doesn’t act foolish around me. Hmm… I’ll handle this. Don’t you worry. Inuyasha will not be disrespectful toward you anylonger. Or else.”

But this is only the beginning… I’m going to make him look incompetent. First things first… make sure nothing is pointed toward me. Ah, perfect. The meeting.

Placing an appropriate look on my face I say, “Inu-Taisho, I have a meeting in about a half an hour where the Onigumo company will be presenting their case to me. Well, actually they will be speaking as if they are a part of the company, and I will disprove them.”

I paused for a moment. “Wait. Are you coming to the meeting today instead of Sesshoumaru-san?”

“We are both coming.”

I nod. “Well, you might as well come along with me.”

We walk in silence out of my office, I nod toward my secretary, and then we get on the elevator and take it down to the meeting hall. As we walk into the large dome-like room, I walk toward the head of company chair and sit in the chair beside it.

When the others came in they sat in their perspective chairs.

I nod at Sesshoumaru as he comes in and sits two seats down from me. Next Inuyasha comes in. Then my father, then the Onigumo sisters and their father.

My father starts the meeting and I zone out until it is time for the Onigumo Sisters to speak.

“I think that the companies should hire a new janitor, and paint the walls a deep almost black crimson color…”

I narrow my eyes. “What does that have to do with anything?”

“We want the company to be inviting,” said the one who was speaking calmly.

“To who? The dead?” I retort.

“Don’t speak to her in that tone of voice.” Said… My father. I roll my eyes. That tone… blah blah blah…

I glance over at her father, and he seemed amused. Ha! He wont be amused for long. “Who are you?” I say… well it was phrased as a question, but I didn’t really want to know.

Its funny how her face just turned sky blue…oooh it’s turning purple…

“I said my name in the beginning of my…”

I interrupted her, and ignored my father’s glare.

“I don’t care. Who Are You?”

Her voice was glowing with annoyance as she spoke.

“My name is Onigumo Kagura.”

“I didn’t ask what your name was. Tell me who you are?”

I think I made her pop a brain cell. Well, she wont be getting that back. When it’s gone, it’s gone.

I see the other girl stand in anger. “Don’t talk to my sister that way! We don’t deserve your disrespect. We are partners of this company! So don’t act so high and mighty!” She even held out her copy of the document that my father signed.

My father seems to have a look of pride in his eyes. True pride. For someone else. How… hurtful.

It made me feel sick to my stomach.

Obviously I’m not letting that one go. I lean back in my chair and clasp my hands behind my neck.

“I am not acting…”

I vaguely wonder if Shippou is bored without me home… I really don’t know where that thought came from. Just a random thought I suppose. Then again, it could be due to this meeting and the boredom of it. I know zoning out on them is wrong of me, but of course I’m not going to pay attention to them, I’ve made up my mind. I have evidence that my father has signed an invalid contract with them, because in the eye of the law, I run his business therefore I get the final say. Oh Joy. This will be fun. Plus, the loudmouthed brash idiots girlfriend is one of the people that I’m defeating.

Seeing the look on my face, their father frowned. I give him a sickly sweet smile before speaking again.

“I am high above you at this point. Because you do not know who you are… I will tell you who you are not. You are not partners of this company, and I can sue you for gaining illegal documentation from an invalid source and attempting to use it here.”

I can feel it coming…

“Your father signed it.” Said Onigumo Kagura…

“It was not in his jurisdiction, and therefore not his right to sign this document. By all rights, I could take his title from him for this.”

I do love being right.

“You… cant do this. We have a right to be here!” said Onigumo Kikyou.

“I really doubt that.”

I smirk as they suddenly realize my important role in their becoming, or not becoming, a partner in the firm.

“Will you sign then?”

I smirk. A smug little smirk.

“You must prove your worth to this company. And until then, we will see. Next meeting will be scheduled for the eighteenth of next month. Dismissed.” I say ignoring the murderous glare that my father sends me.

I merely stand up, and watch everyone else, but Sesshoumaru and I, leave.

My father left after mentioning something about a talk.

When we are alone in the room, I motion him to follow me to a separate room, and we sit and talk.

The entire conversation was used by me to mentally plot Inuyasha’s proverbial demise as well as just to spend time with Sesshoumaru… Not that I let Sesshoumaru know what I was planning… Not just yet at least.


And of course, I plan many things… many many devious things. I fight the urge to rub my hands together and laugh in a deviously evil manner.

Lest Sesshoumaru wonder about my remaining sanity.


AN: I hope you are enjoying it so far.