InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dating Miroku ❯ A tirp to the vet ( Chapter 6 )

QJP: HERE IT IS!! THE LAST AND FINAL CHAPPY THAT HAS BEEN RE-DONE!!!!

 

-------------------------------------Chapter 6: A trip to the vet--------------------------------------

 

After hearing about the veterinarian hospital being closed, Sango was even more desperate to get the kitten, which she named Kilala, medicine.

 

“Where are your car keys?” Sango asked urgently.

 

“Why?”

 

“There's this place that's open 24 hours.”

 

“Why didn't you tell me that BEFORE I called every vet hospital this side of Tokyo?!”

 

“I just now remembered it.” Sango then spotted the keys and grabbed them. “Now I can finally get Kilala some help.” She said picking the said kitten up and walking to the door.

 

“HOLD IT! You aren't taking my car.”

 

“And why not?”

 

“One, because I don't trust your driving skills, and two, that's my only way of getting to work!”

 

“I will take you to work. Just tell me where it is.”

 

`If she does that, then she'll know I own a strip club.' Miroku thought. “No, I don't want you to go so far out of your way. Why don't you just get a ride from Kagome?”

 

“She's already done so much for me. Plus, its 10:30 and I don't want to wake her if she and Inuyasha are sleeping.” She paused, looking at Miroku suspiciously. “Are you afraid that I won't like where you work for some reason?”

 

Realizing that there was no chance of Sango backing down, Miroku sighed and said, “Alright. Lets go, I'll give you directions on the way.” With that, they went out the door.

 

--------------------------------------------Outside `The Jungle'--------------------------------------

 

“Where in the hell is Miroku?” Kikyo asked Kanna impatiently. “Usually he has the club open by now.” (A/N: yes, Kikyo is a stripper at The Jungle. She seemed so perfect for the job. And no, Kanna isn't one. She is a waitress in the bar part. She's also a lot older and talks a lot more. Other than that, she looks the same)

 

“Ya now, for someone who just recently got a boyfriend, I'm surprised you still work here.”

 

“Koga knows I do this kind of work and it doesn't seem to bother him much. He even said that he'd come regularly to see the show.”

 

“That's not a surprise.”

 

“What's that suppose to mean? You better watch yourself!”

 

“What are you going to do about it? Are you going to hurt me? Miroku will be mad.”

 

“Good point…but you still better watch yourself.”

 

“You can't do anything Miroku can easily replace-”

 

“No he can't, I'm the best stripper in this whole place.” Kikyo said snootily.

 

--------------------------------------------A few miles away------------------------------------------

 

“Sango you can stop at this gas station.”

 

“You work at a gas station?”

 

“Uh…yeah.”

 

“Man that job must suck.”

 

“Income is an income, it doesn't matter where it comes from.”

 

“Okay, well see you later Miroku.”

 

“Bye,” his voice faded as he ran into the gas station.

 

`Where's his uniform? He must be getting it on inside.' Sango shrugged `like I care,” and drove off. She arrived at the vet an hour later. She grabbed the little kitten gently and walked inside the building. She stroked the tan kitten's fur slowly. She could feel the vibration of Kilala's voice box that signaled her purr beneath her fingers. A small smile came up on Sango's face.

 

She walked into the room and wrung the wetness out of her hair since it had started to rain. She walked up to the counter, but not before a small voice reached her ears, “how may I help you?”

 

“I think something is the matter with my kitten. She ate last night, but she's so skinny.” Sango told the small secretary sitting behind the desk.

 

“What's her name?”

 

“Kilala.”

 

“How old is she?”

 

“I'm not sure…”

 

“How long have you had her?”

 

“About two hours.”

 

“You bought her in this state?”

 

“No, she showed up at my door.”

 

“Oh, well let me go see if we can squeeze her in, you go sit down on that bench there.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

“Mm hmm.”

 

Sango sat by a young girl. “Hi I'm Kaede and this is my dog fluffy.”

 

“Well nice to meet you Kaede, I'm Sango, and this is my kitten Kilala.”

 

“My doggy has fleas, what's the matter with your kitty?”

 

“I don't know…”

 

“Sango?” The doctor called.

 

“That's me,” Sango replied. “It was nice to meet you.”

 

“Nice to meet you too,” the girl whispered. “I hope that your kitty will be better soon.”

 

“Me too!” Sango waved as she walked into the back with a meowing kitten.

 

“Set her on the table there,” the doctor said as he pointed to the metal furnishing. He put her hands around her sides, which you could clearly see her bones, and she meowed in pain.

 

“I'm Hiten and I'm going to help Kilala get better,” the doctor stuck out his hand.

 

“I have absolutely no idea whats wrong with her…I just found her like this.” Sango explained. Hiten grabbed his stethoscope (a/n: the thing that the vet's listen to animals' heart with).

 

“Heart beat is good,” Hiten nodded his head as he grabbed a needle.

 

“What are you going to do,” Sango asked.

 

“Taking some blood is all to test her.” He rubbed her fur with some antibacterial stuff and gentle placed the needle in, and slowly he drew out the blood. He gave the tube to a passing nurse and instructed her to test it. Quietly he grabbed a thermometer to take the animals temperature. He pulled it out to find it low, and to discover something.

 

“I know why this poor kitten is so skinny, she has a very severe case of worms, I'll give you some wormer for her.” He bid the nurse to call in, jotted something and handed it to her. She ran off with it quickly, returning in a flash with some medicine. “Give this to her 4 times a day. At least three hours away from each other and make sure she doesn't eat for a half-hour after taking it.” He explained while giving Sango the pills.

 

“Alright. I will, Thank you doctor.” Sango then gathered up the medicine and Kilala and made her way out of the room to pay for the medication.

 

--------------------------------------------Ten minutes later-------------------------------------------

 

“I think I'll stop by the gas station to tell Miroku that I got stuff to make you better,” Sango said to Kilala as she started up the car. “What do you think?” Kilala just meowed an agreement.

 

Once at the gas station, Sango decided to fill the tank while talking to Miroku. She put the pump in the gas thing and made her way into the station.

 

`Did I come to the wrong station?' Sango asked herself as she walked inside, looking for Miroku. He wasn't at the register. She walked up and said, “Hi. I'm looking for Miroku Hentai. He said he works here.”

 

“I'm sorry, ma'am, but no one by the name of Miroku works here.” The cashier said.

 

“Are you sure? I could have sworn I dropped him off here two and a half hours ago.”

 

“Come to think about it, someone did come running in here at about that time. He said something about having to pretend to work here for a few minutes. Then he just ran out.”

 

“You're kidding. Which way did he go?”

 

“He went that way.” The cashier said, pointing to her right.

 

“Thanks. Oh, and here's the money for pump number 9.” After handing over the money Sango left, determined to chew Miroku out for lying to her about where he worked. `He must really be afraid that I'll hate where he works now.' She thought as she drove out of the station.

 

--------------------------------------------------`The Jungle'------------------------------------------

 

“A STRIP CLUB AND BAR!?” Sango shouted out loud as she pulled in front of the first public place she came too. She knew that this had to be the place where Miroku worked since all the other places around it within walking distance from the gas station were houses and apartment buildings. “Miroku, you have a LOT of explaining to do.” She muttered as she got out and stomped through the doors.

 

Once inside, Sango had to stand still for a few minutes to let her eyes adjust to the dimness of the light. Sure it was dark outside, but there were still the brightness of the street lamps. The second thing that stunned Sango was the scent of alcohol and the faintness of sweat. There were men everywhere, though mostly in the strip club part. And waitresses could be found in both portions, wearing tight leather uniforms with either tiger or leopard patterns on them.

 

Sango pushed her way through the crowded bar and asked one of the bartenders, “Can I please see Miroku? I need to speak with him.”

 

“Yeah, sure, he's in the back.”

 

“Thanks.” Sango then preceded through the crowds to the back.

 

She could hear Miroku's voice from behind the door. He seemed to be arguing with a young woman. `Probably a stripper.' Sango guessed.

 

“No Ayame, you cannot have next week off. You already had enough days off for this month.”

 

“But Miroku, I desperately need this time off to concentrate more on my studies. This is only a temporary job anyway.”

 

“I don't care. We are underemployed right now so I really need all the waitresses I can get. You are NOT getting next week off and that's final. Now get back to your job.”

Suddenly the door was thrown open and a young woman who couldn't be more than 19 years of age came storming out. The woman had red hair that fell to the middle of her back, and was wearing a leather waitressing outfit that had tiger print all over it.

Sango practically ignored her and walked into the room. “Miroku, I would really like an explanation as to why you work in this rat hole. And it better be a good one.”

 

“Sango? What are you doing here?”

 

“I could ask the same to you. I thought you worked at a gas station, but when I went in there the cashier said that they never even heard of you. Oh and I'm still waiting for my explanation.”

 

“Trust me, this isn't such a bad place to work. The pay is really good and I own it. Plus it's not just a strip club, there's a bar too.”

 

“Fine. You just better not be bringing any of these women to the apartment. That's the last thing I want.”

 

`But, Kikyo's one of my clients. Oh well, I'll just not mention that to her.' “Of course not, I never bring my work home with me.”

 

“And it better stay that way too. I just came to let you know that I have medicine for Kilala. I'll see you later at the apartment.” Sango then walked out of the bar/strip club and was about to get into the car when she heard a very familiar voice say....

 

“So, Sango, THIS is where you are. I never would have thought I would find you here.”

 

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QJP: YAY! The final chapter that I had to redo is finally redone. Oh and in case you forgot…for one of my other fics that I've recently put in my `upcoming fictions' list is one that I will desperately need you reviewer's help. In your reviews please vote for the best one for each…

KAGOME: MikoWannabe, SacredArrowz, Shorttempered, KanBaMiko, ShewhositsInu.

SANGO: Xterminator909, Boney1, Dangerousweapon, Can'tTouchThis, Coralreef, Killerofperverts, Kilala'smykitty.

MIROKU: Pervert911, HBNTA1, Behold! thepowerofmyhand!, Ladysman201, PervertedPunchingbag.

INUYASHA: Muttface, Hanyou Badboy, Hewhogetssat.

SHIPPO: Bewaremyfoxmagik, Foxyman, Rep.ofLollypopGuild, Bluefire300

(Any other ideas for any of the ones above or for additional characters are also welcome and appreciated) And yes, as you can tell from above, this fic will include online chatting between the characters.