InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Destroyed ❯ Dance Performance ( Chapter 4 )

Dance Performance

 

Tonight was the night of the dance. Kagome, Sango, and the other dancers were changing. “I can't believe we're going to dance for the president!” Sango exclaimed.

“I know! I'm so nervous,” Kagome replied.

“Me too! It feels like there are a thousand butterflies in my stomach,” Sango said.

“Ladies!” the dance instructor called. She was grinning wildly. “The president is here!” she said giddily.

The girls chatted loudly about how nervous they were.

“No, no. There's no need to be nervous,” said the dance instructor, although she did look pretty nervous herself. “Start stretching now! We go on in five.”

“So what did you do all day yesterday?” Sango asked while they were stretching. When Sango arrived she came into the room and found Kagome in bed listening to music channels.

“Um, well, I practiced the dance moves a lot more. Showered and all that stuff took a nap, and then listened to music and read a book I Braille,” Kagome replied.

“Cool, just as long as you stay away from that Sesshomaru guide,” Sango replied.

“Girls!” the dance instructor called. “Time to get on the stage! Let's go!”

All the girls ran out onto the stage and got into places. The music started and they danced around. Their movements were fluent and Kagome and Sango stood out since they were the two best dancers.

Sesshomaru came just in time to see Kagome do he solo moves. He smiled as he thought of what they were going to do. Hm, second date. He thought to himself. He hadn't had a second date in years so this was something kind of new. Hm, maybe one of those cool romantic rickshaw rides after dinner. Then walking at the park. And I'll drop her back at the hotel. I wonder what Sango is going to think of me going out with her best friend. Bet she'll be totally pissed.

While Kagome was dancing she tried hard not to think about Sesshomaru. Whether he was coming to see her dance, or whether he's actually come and pick her up on they're date. What did she care anyway? This was just a fling. Some stupid fling, right???

After the dance finished she quickly got changed and did her hair. She ran out of the dressing room and into the crowd.

“Kagome?” a girl from her dance team called.

“Yes?” Kagome asked.

The girl took Kagome's arm and dragged her over. “Here she is,” the girl said. Kagome was about to ask what the hell she was doing but decided against it just incase someone important like the president was standing there.

“Hey,” a voice said. Nope, the person in front of her wasn't the president. It was better… it was Sesshomaru.

“Ready to go?” he asked.

“Sure,” Kagome said. “Just wait for me at the gate.”

She turned to talk to the girl that brought her to Sesshomaru. “How do I look?” Kagome asked.

“Great,” the girl replied. “You're so lucky, I wish I had someone as hot as him!” the girl whined. Kagome grinned, the turned around and walked into something.

“Where the HELL do you THINK you're going?” asked an angry Sango.

“Sango-” Kagome whined.

“Like THAT!” Sango finished.

“Huh?” asked Kagome.

“There,” Sango said taking the clip out of Kagome's hair, “That's better.”

“But, but,” Kagome stuttered.

“Look, if he makes you happy, then go for it. Maybe he's not the way I thought he was,” Sango said.

Kagome grinned and gave her friend a hug. “Thank you!” she told Sango.

“Yeah, yeah,” Sango said, “Now get out of here before I change my mind!”

“Okay,” Kagome said cheerily, and ran off to the gate.

Sango shook her head, “How am I supposed to deal with that girl,” she asked herself.

 

“Sesshomaru?” she called when she reached the gate. She felt someone pull her by the hand and onto a bus.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“All I'm going to tell you is that we will be going to one of the most amazing restaurants in Tokyo so I hope you're hungry,” he said.

“Famished,” Kagome agreed, “Dancing really works up and appetite.”

“I'm sure it does,” Sesshomaru replied.

 

A couple of minutes later they arrived at the restaurant. Although Kagome couldn't see, she could still tell that the restaurant was classy. There was fancy music; probably some guy playing the piano, the food smelled great, and when she sat down the chairs were very, comfortable. Plus the cutlery was real proper cutlery, not fake plastic one's that felt like they were. The plates were porcelain and on top of everything, the food was amazing.

 

“This is great,” she told Sesshomaru, “but you really didn't have to do anything fancy.”

“I know, but I wanted to,” he replied.

Wow, Kagome thought, this guy must really like me if he went through all this trouble. She suddenly felt bad about using him just to have some fun while she could.

She was about to tell him that she really wasn't romantically interested in him, that is, until she heard some girl talking to him.

“Sesshomaru,” she said.

“Do I know you?” he asked.

“Of course you do, its me, Kikyo,” the woman said.

“Ah Kikyo,” Sesshomaru replied. Uh oh, he thought. “How are you?”

“Good, good, I see you've found another innocent girl to hurt.”

Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes, “I have no idea what you're talking about,” he lied. No! No! Why here! Why now! Why with this girl?! He thought mentally banging his head on the table.

“Of course you don't,” Kikyo said sarcastically, “Anyway, I must be off now. Bye, Sesshy.”

 

Kagome heard Kikyo's footsteps leave. Who the hell was that girl? What did she mean about another innocent girl to hurt? And Sesshy? Surely she was just one of Sesshomaru's old girlfriends that's still holding a grudge. But honestly, why do I care? She thought, then suddenly it hit her.

 

Kagome and Sesshomaru didn't talk about Kikyo. Sesshomaru just simply took Kagome onto the rickshaw and it took Kagome ages to guess what they were doing. At first Kagome thought they were going back to the hotel but in the end she finally realized it was a rickshaw ride.

 

They took the walk through the park. Kagome talked about her family most of the time. It turned out Sesshomaru's parents died from a very bad disease and the only living relative he had left was his little brother who he hadn't been in contact with for over ten years.

“What's it like being blind?” Sesshomaru asked Kagome.

“Well you can't see anything, so from what I've been told I guess its like looking into the darkness,”

“Do you have an idea what anything looks like?” he asked,

“Well, I know that the leaves of trees are green, except for autumn, and I know that water is blue, but I don't know the shape or form if that's what you're wondering. I could figure out the shapes if I felt the object. Like sometimes I'll touch my mom's face and I can tell whether she's smiling or not,” Kagome replied.

 

Sesshomaru took her hand and put it on his face. Kagome felt around his nose, eyes, and mouth. “You're smiling,” she said.

“Yep,” he replied

 

They talked a little while longer and it was finally time to go back to the hotel. They were waiting for the cars to stop so they could cross the road. For some reason a line from a poem she heard popped into her head. `People do crazy things for love' it said. She didn't hear any cars coming and she wanted to show Sesshomaru that she didn't need someone to help her cross the road. While she was walking a car was coming swiftly but quietly. The car was inches away from Kagome and didn't have enough time to break. Luckily Sesshomaru, being the hero that he is, pulled her out.

 

“What are you doing?” he asked in frustration.

“I-I-I w-w-was just,” Kagome was caught off by the anger in his voice.

“Just?” he asked.

“You know, how people on date will do things to show how much they like being with the person,” Kagome said.

Sesshomaru took a deep breath, “Kagome, you're life is a lot more important than my life. Trust me. Don't ever do anything like that for anyone ever again. What were you thinking?”

“I was thinking… that I like you,” Kagome said quickly.

 

Sesshomaru couldn't think of anything to say, luckily an empty cab came and he called it. When they were in the cab Kagome rested her head to his chest. “You're scared,” she said, hearing his heart beat fast. It was true, Sesshomaru was scared, not because Kagome liked him. He knew she would. But because he realized that he just might like her too…