The Devil Wears Prada

Chapter One

The Devil Wears Prada

Crossover: Inuyasha/101 Dalmatians

Pairing: Kagome/Male Cruella (Crude De Vil)

Summary: Kagome had been on vacation when she was almost ran over...it is then she meets a man who knows what he wants and will do anything to get it...and now it seems he has set his eyes on Kagome.

Chapter One

The sun hung low in the London sky, casting long, golden shadows across the quaint streets of the city. Kagome Higurashi had always dreamt of visiting this historic place, and now, on a rare break from her adventures in the Feudal Era, she found herself wandering the cobbled lanes with a sense of wonder. Her time-traveling exploits with Inuyasha and the others had left her craving a taste of the modern world.

Kagome had been taking in the sights and sounds of London for days, marveling at the blend of history and modernity that surrounded her. Today, however, felt different. Something was in the air, an unusual tension that prickled at the edges of her awareness. Unbeknownst to her, fate had a strange encounter in store.

As she strolled down a narrow alleyway lined with charming boutiques, her attention was suddenly diverted by the screeching of tires and the blaring of horns. Kagome's heart raced as she turned to see a sleek, black sports car hurtling toward her, seemingly out of control. Panic surged through her veins, and she barely had time to react.

In an instant, she was yanked backward, her back pressed against a cold brick wall. The car rocketed past her, its side mirror brushing her cheek, leaving her trembling with fear and shock.

Breathing heavily, Kagome glanced up to see her savior—a tall, imposing figure with sharp features and piercing blue eyes. He wore a dark, tailored suit that exuded an air of sophistication. His black hair was perfectly coiffed, and a thin, pencil mustache adorned his upper lip. There was an undeniable air of danger about him, one that sent a shiver down Kagome's spine.

"Are you alright, my dear?" the man asked, his voice smooth and almost hypnotic.

Kagome nodded, still too stunned to find her voice. She glanced back at the speeding car, which had come to a screeching halt a short distance away. People were gathering, murmuring and gasping in response to the near-miss.

The man released her from his grasp, but Kagome remained rooted to the spot. "Thank you for saving me," she finally managed to say, her voice quivering.

A thin smile tugged at the corners of the man's lips. "It was my pleasure, my dear. I couldn't bear to see such a captivating beauty harmed."

Kagome blushed at the compliment and took a step back, regaining her composure. "I should really be going," she said, her gaze darting toward the gathering crowd.

But the man moved closer, his eyes never leaving hers. "I can't let you go so easily, my dear. Fate has brought us together, and I believe in seizing opportunities when they present themselves."

Kagome's unease deepened. This man's demeanor had shifted from chivalrous to something altogether more unsettling. "I appreciate your help, but I have plans," she replied, taking another step back.

He reached out, his fingers grazing her arm. "I insist, my dear. Allow me to make it up to you. Perhaps we could share a drink and get to know each other better?"

Kagome's instincts screamed at her to escape this encounter, but she was torn. She couldn't deny that there was a magnetic pull in the stranger's presence, even if it made her uneasy.