InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Miko's Rhythm & Romance ❯ A little hard work leads to assumptions... ( Chapter 4 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA! HE IS PROPERTY OF RUMIKO TAKAHASHI, I just like to torment them and watch them suffer angst and endless love stories...

BUT I DO OWN MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: Kagome's short black skirt, Professor Inuki Matsumoto and a few others that will be mentioned later on.

Written by me, edited by me, I am also my own beta reader, if you find something that needs be corrected let me know!

Also, if you are interested in being my beta, please inform me! :-)


*Note: I have read my fair share of Inuyasha Fan fiction, and still have not found anything compared to what I am brewing up, but if you feel your story has been compromised by my storyline, please inform me, I am in no way trying to plagerise anybody, period.*


I was listening to: "New Kids on the Block - Step by Step" and "Kenny G - Forever in Love", while I wrote this chapter.


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“Sengoku Jidai, two weeks after Kagome started school”

“Agrhhhh! Dammit! I’m never going to be able to learn this choreography correctly and Professor Ibuki is going to flunk me I’m sure of it! The Bitch had it in for me since the first day!” Kagome pouted dropping heavily to the ground while she seethed.

Sango gasped at the way her best friend ranted on about her professor and the inability to learn the choreography correctly.

“But Kagome, it shouldn’t be that hard; I mean it’s just like performing katas right? Lift a leg, put it down, turn twist, jump….something like that, neh?”

Kagome spoke from within the cocoon she had created for herself by placing her head on top of her raised knees. “No Sango, it’s alot more difficult than that, katas are slower and less complicated, hip hop and the other beats we have to dance too are more than twice as fast as the beat to katas.

Sango frowned, thinking of another way to help Kagome out.

Kagome suddenly lifted her head, “That’s it! How could I not think of this in the first place! For me to learn it somebody has to be next to me copying my movements to guide me! That is how I learned to dance, my friends from school used to dance next to me so I would learn the choreography from the tv!”

Sango corked an eyebrow, she understood about the tv, Kagome had informed them of what it did, “but how was she going to get one of her friend through the well to practice the choreography with her?”

Kagome stood rapidly from the floor and pointed directly at Sango making her go crossed eyed trying to see her finger.

“Haha! You Sango will learn the choreography with me so I can feel the harmony and have an easy time learning the moves!” She had decided to try showing Sango the choreography and ask her to help her learn it, if not Professor Ibuki would have her head on a stick by next week if she had not learnt it.

Sango put her hands up as to placate her, “Now Kagome I never learned how to dance, I was raised in a village full of men, I am used to butting heads with youkai, I know little to nothing about dancing!”

Kagome huffed motioning for Sango’s negativity to dissipate, “Nonsense, its just like practicing katas, you said so yourself!”

The slayer visibly sweat-dropped, she was doomed now Kagome would get her into learning the weird dance she was showing her. The movements were scandalous the tempo of her movements too quick to be anything she had seen performed in the plays that the traveling artists had presented in her village when she was a child. "This has to be done in complete discretion without an audience away from the prying eyes of all the villagers and especially her hentai husband. Or else he would never let her live it down." Before Sango could finish accepting Kagome’s proposal the girl swooped in and hugged her for all her worth and started talking about practice gear and sweats and the fact about how she would get the music on this side of the well.

“…you are a lifesaver Sango! See I got an extra set of gym clothes that fits you and I can get you the dance sneakers, and I will need to run to the store to get enough batteries for my portable stereo so I can bring the music I will be dancing to so we can practice!”

Sango visibly paled, the word “music” in Kagome’s dictionary meant “racket” to the rest of the population in the Feudal Era, which would bring a curious crowd, and prying eyes. She narrowed her eyes, "there should be enough space on the north end of wooden deck that surrounded the Shrine, it's a good location, a good distance away from the village and the sound of Kagome’s music would not be heard from there, it's perfect."

“Yes Kagome that is good, and I have just the place we can practice without distractions.” Kagome smiled and made a mental note of everything she needed to get for tomorrow so she could start practicing with Sango. The girls relaxed then while they went over the small details that surrounded their everyday life catching up on their relationships with each others status quo.

The sun was setting and Kagome decided to put on a longer sweatshirt on top of her sports bra then collected her bag, saying goodbye to Sango she walked towards the well, jumping inside letting the time slip pull her towards her time she sighed finally feeling tired from the day’s activities.

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Kagome arrived on the other side and pulled herself up the rope ladder she had gotten Inuyasha to weave for her after she suffered from many splinters and scrapped knees. This helped her work on her upper body and torso, the top three feet before she reached the well’s lip was a bitch to master, but after a few tries she learned how to support herself with one hand and leg on the ladder and heave her other hand and leg over the lip and land in a perfect crouch so not to obtain any scratch whatsoever from the well’s ancient structure.

She slid open the door to the well house closing it once after she was outside, walked down the steps towards the courtyard and looked longingly at the Goshinboku “where are you Inuyasha? It's common for you to say something sweet and then pull the disappearing act on me afterwards…” She blew her bangs out of her eyes and trugged the rest of the way back to the house. Arriving a little after seven p.m. her mother was in the kitchen putting away pots and pans that were used to make today’s dinner. Keiko smiled at her daughter and offered her tea.

“Oh hi dear, a long day I presume?” Keiko, Kagome’s mother smiled knowingly.

“Yes” replied Kagome as she slumped into a chair.

“You look beat, were you battling youkai?” Kagome shook her head the negative, it had been a long time since they encountered any youkai what so ever. “…no mama, we haven’t had any encounters with youkai since the last battle with Naraku and the jewel was wished away. Truth is I am having a hard time learning the choreography Professor Ibuki wants us to learn before the end of the month. But I convinced Sango to help me learn it faster and I will bring a radio with batteries tomorrow so she can tune into the beat of the song.”

Kagome’s mother finished putting away the dishes and set the pot with tea for the two of them to boil. “Well, then do your best, neh?”

Kagome nodded absent-mindedly, and studied her mothers schooled features. “Say mama, have you seen Inuyasha lately?”

Keiko hummed pensively, the hanyou in question had asked for her help in acquiring legal documents that certified him as a Japanese citizen, that would be his identity card and a student document for a library, all courtesy of a family friend that worked for the government. "It’s surprising what a little bribery and a weeks worth of home cooked meals can do to convince a lonely old man."

Soon after, said official called the shrine and informed her that the documents were ready. She had disguised Inuyasha in some of her husbands’ old jeans and a shirt and took him down to the registry so they could get his picture taken, then there was the matter of the ears. Inuyasha was spooked when the official informed them that he could not be wearing a hat in the government issued ID card picture. Keiko quickly pulled out a white headband that she had purchased for this occasion beforehand and helped Inuyasha hide his ears beneath it. The picture was taken and the id was signed and issued to Inuyasha as a Japanese citizen but he was now legally known as Yoshio Shiramoto (admirable and glorious man, white origin – surname). She had told the official he was twenty one years old, she preferred it this way if maybe Inuyasha and Kagome came to their senses and decided to join in matrimony he could sign the papers without a problem.

He then asked her to help him find a small job, "so he could earn his pay" he says, she thought that he was wanting to use the funds for Kagome. He had asked her rather red in the face how women were courted in this time. She explained that couples went out on dates, and saw movies, ate dinner out at a restaurant, went on field trips and so forth; he raised his eyebrows at this. She smiled and pat the hand that was leaving obvious trails of claw marks on her kitchen table. She explained how normal society was educated young so they could find a paying job when they were old enough to work.

“Inuyasha, young men like yourself explore their talents and find a job that suits them; a job produces monetary funds that you can use to purchase goods as clothes, food and shelter for yourself, and after your obligations are met then you can use the rest for leisure. As in taking Kagome to the movies, or out to dinner for example...”

“But Mrs. Higurashi, all I’m good at is killing stuff, and beating the shit out of things…how can that get me a job here?”

“Nonsense Inuyasha, you are strong and you are handsome, there are many jobs you may seek out and see if you are cut out for them.”

“Oh yeah like which ones?” And then she pulled out the classified ads that were published in the daily paper and together they started searching something he could do and would not need a school diploma for. They narrowed it down to Warehouse Assistant that implied arranging boxes by bar and color codes, and Personal Trainer Apprentice for a wrestling team. Both relied on his strength and agility so Inuyasha agreed to an interview for both positions. Amazingly he scored both jobs which in total paid a decent amount of money that could sustain a family of five and still remain enough for personal luxuries.

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He had been at it for a full two weeks, he would arrive at the shrine early morning and change into her husbands’ street clothes and leave for the gym where he would train up to midday then he would run to the warehouse to take over for the evening shift and then he would arrive at the shrine late, beat and hungry, Mrs. Higurashi would have his meal hot and a bath drawn for his sore muscles. Surprisingly Kagome had taken a long while to notice her hanyou was missing in action.

“I know where he is but it’s up to him to tell you why he is not around as of late dear. It’s not my secret to tell.” Keiko said, finishing her cup of tea. Kagome frowned, the whole two weeks she had only seen him once at Kaede’s hut the night he told her he cared about her and then, he performed a vanishing act that would put Houdini to shame. She sighed dejectedly, as always she had gotten her hopes up as to what the relationship between Inuyasha and her entitled, and then he went cold turkey and avoided her. “Figures”

She decided to call it a day so she kissed her mama good night, took a shower and then went to sleep.

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Inuyasha arrived an hour later dressed in his warehouse work shirt and slacks tired and sweaty, he ate the ramen Mrs. Higurashi had left in the hotpot for him, put the dishes in the dishwasher and went to take the hot bath she had fashioned in leaving ready for him “to relax his muscles” she says. Thinking about everything that had happened in the last two weeks, he felt happy about the fact that he had been paid today and tomorrow was the beginning of the weekend which he had off and so did Kagome. "I'm gonna try my luck at asking her out on a date as Mrs. Higurashi put it, and spend some time with her." He lowered himself up to the nose in the hot water feeling his body unwind from the strain of carrying boxed car parts and being beat on by five wrestlers at a time.

“But it worth it for Kagome, I fought countless youkai to protect her, putting up with two jobs and not seeing her is worth it, if I can make her smile I don’t care how beat and bloody I get, I’ve been through worst than this.”

He got out of the tub when he felt the water get cold; then he dried off and changed into sleeping pants and a wife beater courtesy of Mrs. Higurashi and quietly entered Kagome’s room seeing that she was in deep sleep he sighed, “It’s been a while since we have even been able to cross words…”

Sleep clouded his vision, he yawned and stretched then he came to the conclusion that the corner of the bed next to Kagome looked all to inviting, he could use a goodnights sleep on a soft mattress, his back was aching. He crawled onto the mattress and scooted close to Kagome brushing an errant lock of hair that covered her face away. “I’ll sleep here for just a little while, and wake up before she does so she doesn’t notice I sleep next to her…”

He fell asleep right away not realizing that in her sleep Kagome subconsciously turned toward him to be enveloped in his warm embrace. They slept throughout the night and a good portion of the morning curled into each other.


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Authors notes:

Name Meanings:

Yoshio: Japanese name meaning admirable/glorious soldier man. I bend the meaning to be admirable and glorious man. It suits dogboy.

The surname I chose for Inuyasha is Shiramoto: Shira = white Moto = Origin. So if we were to piece together his name it would go something like this: Admirable and Glorious man of White Origin. Neat huh?

Keiko is the name I chose for Kagome's mother. It means "blessed, lucky child,"

Name ideas and meanings were found at: http://www.20000-names.com/female_japanese_names.htm & http://www.20000-names.com/male_japanese_names.htm

Surname idea was found at: http://www.jref.com/language/japanese_surnames.shtml

I am not really sure how long this story will be, the idea came as a spur of the moment thing then I started writing and my muse started mumbling ideas to me over my shoulder and it exploded into a continuation of the original fiction. Kagome is a little OC, I know, *sigh* I personally think that after three years of interacting with Inuyasha some of his mannerisms and language have to stick. She can't be bright and bubbly all the time, its unreal and uncanny, she is no longer fifteen years old, actually she is eighteen and freshman in college, she must have encountered reality by now.

For those of you who don't know who Houdini was you may read about him here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Houdini

Sango and Miroku are already married in my fic, they promised to wed after Naraku was gone, its been three years, and I don't want to be repetitive about "Sango unsure of Miroku's feelings for her" and viceversa, end of drama. Eventhough he is married he still continues with his ecchiness, so they are the interactive couple here.


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