InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Club Copa ❯ Contact ( Chapter 2 )

Club Copa

Chapter 2: Contact

(Really dumb title, I know!)

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She looked at herself in the mirror. Sango stood behind her adding three yellow feathers in her hair. They stood out brilliantly against the miko's dark tresses. "Are you sure about this Sango? I mean you found the outfit in the closet…"

The young woman smiled listening to her friend, "It's fine, and you look great. Know the song your going to sing?" Kagome nodded chewing nervously on her bottom lip. She stood up as her friend finished and looked at herself again. A yellow dress, tight and stopping about 5 inches above the knee. She had to admit, she didn't look half bad. She glanced at the clock sitting on the vanity. 9:00, time for the show.

"Ok…I can do this…it's for the money…"

"Exactly now get out there and strut your stuff!" Sango yelled encouragingly. She prodded Kagome toward the door and down a long black hall. The noise coming form the dancing floor was immense, as if emitting from the very walls. Before she knew it she was looking around and found her self on a narrow stage. Only a thin blue curtain separating her from the hundreds of eyes waiting for her. "Good luck Kagome, and don't stand to close to the mic." Sango said warmly disappearing backstage.

"Ok…this can't be hard at all…just going to sing in front of tons of people," she murmured to herself as the curtain began raising slowly toward the ceiling. The music started with a quick skip making the miko jump. She took the mic firmly in one hand and readied herself as she began to move with the flowing beat, eyes watching her intently waiting for a good show. She felt herself start to shake and scanned the crowd for a familiar face. She settled on the only one she could find, the bartender as her voice rang out over the club.

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Inuyasha smirked as Kikyou sat down at the bar. She smiled to Inuyasha, trying to enjoy her five-minute break. "My feet hurt form dancing," she complained leaning over the bar, inches form the hanyou's face. He filled up a glass and slid it into her hands.

"That should help," he said leaning over the bar as well and kissing her faintly on the lips. She smiled, unsatisfied, hitting her foot on the floor in time with the beat of music that had begun to play. "Looks like it's the new girl's show time."

"New girl?" she questioned watching the curtain raise.

"Just hired a few hours ago actually." He said wiping a glass clean as the miko's feet began to show from the gap between the stage and rising curtain. Kikyou slammed her fist down on the table and stood up enraged.

"I've been trying to get a show for three years! Some girl waltzes in and gets my spot! She must have let the perverted lech grope her a hundred times!" Inuyasha's ears twitched at her harsh voice.

"Actually, she's Sango's best friend…"

"So that's how it is…why couldn't I be a singer then? You can talk to Miroku and let me in. I'd be better than that wench." She said sharply as the raven-haired girl began to sing. Kikyou looked back at Inuyasha and began glowing with anger. He was staring right at her, mouth slightly open as the singer stared back. The two locked eyes as her sweet voice filled the air encircling people in it.

Inuyasha watched her dance and sing. She never lost eye contact with him. With every word she seemed more confident, making the hanyou open his mouth slightly in surprise. He was guilty of thinking her beautiful, but he doubted she could sing. She seemed close, as if she was with in arms reach of him. The music faded and she slowly broke eye contact to give a quick bow and walk off the stage. People roared, clapped, and yelled. One old man was standing on the table yelling "Take it off," until his wife came out of no where and beat him over the head. The connection was broken, making Inuyasha shake his head slightly.

"What were you saying Kikyou?" He said turning back to the place she had been sitting and that's exactly what it was, where she had been sitting. "Where'd she go off too?" He shook his head again and began waiting on people rushing in to the bar.

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Miroku greeted Kagome with open arms. She ran past him, to happy to notice the hand that touched her backside. Sango glared at Miroku before turning back to her friend. "You did it Kagome! You're part of the club now! They loved you."

"Do you really think so Sango?" Miroku placed a hand on his mouth and coughed softly to get the girls' attention.

"You did Kagome-sama. This is yours." He handed her an envelope and nodded for her to open it. She did as he wished and gasped in surprise.

"This is too much! I won't take it."

Miroku shook her head reaching over to close her hands around it. "You do. There's more where that came from if you're willing to help me though."

"With what," Kagome said still looking at the envelope in wonder.

"I need the storage room cleaned out. You won't be doing it alone either, I'll get someone to help you." He said watching her think it over.

"Of course I'll help you Miroku. It is the least I could do. When do I start?"

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Kagome sat down on a dusty old lounging sofa. Sango fell back beside her. The two looked around at the mess. After an hour of working it only looked worse than it had before they started. "Lecherous man said he'd send someone to help," Sango said, "These boxes are to high and heavy for us to lift around without breaking our backs."

Kagome nodded, "Wait, maybe he didn't lie. I hear footsteps coming." They steps were light, to light for a human actually. They stopped outside the door. A click sounded as the doorknob turned slowly and opened revealing a silver haired boy. He didn't look very happy as he eyed the room, stopping to make eye contact with Sango and Kagome. "Well it's about time." Kagome said standing up, "you're here to help right?"

"Keh," he said shrugging his shoulders at her. Sango stood up with her hands on her hips, which usually meant someone, was in for it.

"I don't care if he is or not, he is going to help us though. You stay here and help Kagome sort out these boxes while go get the air freshener. This place wreaks of wet dog." She said leaving the room. Inuyasha growled at her last comment as he stood idly in the doorway.

"Well, let's start," the miko said hauling down boxes form lower shelves. "Well…?"

"Keh, I don't have to help." Kagome felt her face flush, but she ignored the need to round on him and bite his head off.

"Fine," she snapped pulling a stool over to a high shelf. She climbed up on it, holding her skirt down with one hand while securing herself. She reached up toward a box, grasping it with her fingertips and pulling it slowly toward the edge of the shelf. "Darn…" she cursed under her breath standing on the top of her toes. She pulled a little more at the box and removed her hands for a moment.

Within a split second it fell, knocking her off the stool and toward the floor. She screamed closing her eyes, waiting for the impact of the cold hard cement floor. It never came. She opened her eyes to find herself in the hanyou's strong arms, his eyes looking down into hers. She felt a blush stain her cheeks. She mumbled thanks and tried to get free of his grip. "Are you ok?" he asked ignoring her futile attempts of escape.

"Yes…" she said struggling a bit harder. He took in her scent, becoming almost intoxicated form it.

"I smell blood. Where are you hurt?"

"Somebody's getting along!" Sango whooped entering the room. The two jumped away form each other simultaneously saying a sharp `no' in unison.