InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dirty Dancing ❯ Vacation (Revised) ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: misfitstep 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.30.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 243 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.30.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 243 | Status: Work In Progress
*Disclaimer* I don't own any of the characters in this story, unfortunately. Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi.
"Hey Sis! Wake up!"
The raven-haired girl, that was being addressed, jolted awake and abruptly slammed her head into the car window. Sitting back in her seat, hand on her forehead, she shot her brother an evil glare with her chocolate brown eyes. Her little brother scooted closer to the door, trying to hide the fact that he was laughing at her, behind his hand. She sighed.
“Kagome? Are you okay?” Her mother asked while looking in the rear view mirror.
“I’m fine but Sota won’t be.”
Sota sat back into his seat wishing it would swallow him. Being victim to his sister’s wrath was something he didn’t want to feel anytime soon. His sister was such a vengeful creature.
“What’s the big idea waking me up like that?”
“Mom said we were almost at the resort.”
Kagome eyed her brother some more and then proceeded to lean to the front seat to her destination: The radio. She fumbled with the controls as the car bounced on the seemingly endless road. The ride was spent the rest of the way in a comfortable silence as the music filtered through the speakers into the car.
Twenty minutes later the small family pulled into the parking lot of the Shikon Resort. Kagome eyed the resort from her position in awe. It was huge. The main house was four stories high and made with light-colored bricks with splotches of ivy suffocating it. Each story had its own whitewashed porch already mingling with guests and hosts partaking in lunch or quiet walks. Across the lot, thirty acres of blue-green grass was visible. On the opposite side of the main house was the tree line. On the left of the tree line and the right of the main house was the lake reserved for guests only that was also lined with trees to keep out trespassers.
Kagome finally found her voice. “It’s gorgeous!”
“I hope they have video games!”
“Now I hope you both know that this is a chance for us to spend family time together and not spend our whole two weeks playing games and ogling men.” Mrs. Higurashi chastised her children playfully.
Sota and Kagome both sweat-dropped. Mrs. Higurashi giggled at the kids’ silence. As they pulled up to the valet to get out of the car, a stout man approached them. As soon as Mrs. Higurashi stepped out of the car, the balding man enveloped her in a bear hug. Kagome and Sota glanced at each other and then back to their mother.
“Wakana! It’s been so long since we’ve last spoken. I see you brought your children. Kagome was just an infant the last time I saw her.”
The man walked up to them and glanced at Sota.
“You must be Sota then. Your parents mentioned you to me but I haven’t had the pleasure of meeting you.”
The pair gave their mother a questioning look. Wakana approached the trio to better explain the mystery man to her kids.
“Kids, this is Yoshiro Onigumo. He has been a family friend since before your father and I were married.”
“I can’t believe it has been close to ten years since Koji passed on.”
“We miss him dearly.” Mrs. Higurashi spoke up, grief evident in her voice.
“I suppose we all do. Where’s grandpa?”
“He’s taking care of the shrine and Buyo.”
“That cat is still alive, huh? Anyway, on to vacation matters. I have reserved the best cabin for you that overlooks the lake there.”
“Oh my. That wasn’t necessary.”
Yoshiro brushed it off. “Nonsense. You’re my best guests. Boys, unpack their luggage, take it to the cabin, and park the car while I give them a tour.”
Kagome took notice of the guys unloading the car. They were demons. Two wolf demons to be exact. Only two-hundred years ago did humans and demons finally pass a Peace Agreement. The same couldn’t be said of half demons though. They were neither one nor the other and crimes against them were usually always on the news. Kagome was still watching the two when they finally took notice of her. Both were well-built, wearing a pair of black pants and white tee each. The one with the Mohawk went back to attending the car and the other with gray hair with a splotch of black in the front center approached her.
“I’m Ginta and that’s my brother Hakkaku. What’s your name?”
“Kagome.”
“Well, Kagome. It is a pleasure to meet you. How long will you be staying?”
“Two weeks.”
“Cool. This is a great place to relax. Anyway, we are going to take these to your cabin. Enjoy your stay.”
“Thank you.”
“Kagome! Hurry up dear or we’ll leave you behind.” Her mother called out to her.
Kagome caught up with the others to continue the tour.
“Maybe this place won’t be so bad after all. I might make new friends too.”
Dinner that night was beyond what either of the Higurashis' expected. Before they had walked into the dining hall the smell of intracately prepared food reached their nostrils. All three were served an appetizer, or cocktail of shrimp, accompanied with a warm bowl of soup, a spectacular entree of steak, and a simple dessert of banana pudding. After their table was cleared Yoshiro came forward with a young man with long, wavy black hair that stopped at his lower back. His red eyes sent shivers down Kagome’s spine.
"Is he a demon?" Yoshiro's booming voice broke her out of her thoughts.
“Wakana, kids, this is my nephew, Naraku. Naraku. This is the wife of my late friend, Wakana and her two kids Kagome and Sota.” Yoshiro waved his hand over each family member as he said their name.
Naraku bowed at the waist. “Pleasure.”
“Naraku will be attending Tokyo University in the Fall.” Yoshiro beamed with pride.
Mrs. Higurashi smiled. “That’s where Kagome plans to attend after Junior High.”
“Oh really? Maybe you two can talk about it later. How do you plan to spend the rest of the evening?”
“I might retire early. The drive wore me out.” Both adults chuckled softly.
“What about you, kids?” Yoshiro asked with obvious amusement.
“Video games!”
“I would like to walk around, if that is all right?”
“No problem. Naraku can join you, Kagome.”
Kagome figured he would say that. It didn't matter if she wanted to walk alone. Grown ups didn't have a clue that children and teens needed space. And that's just what Kagome wanted. And besides, Naraku made her nervous. It was just something about him that screamed at her that he could be a dangerous man if provoked and she sure didn't want to do any provoking.
“Maybe if I get to know him better.”
Mrs. Higurashi and Sota retired to the cabin, Yoshiro attended to his other guests, and Kagome and Naraku took an uncomfortable walk. Uncomfortable to Kagome that is. No matter how many times she tried to strike up a conversation she would get nothing out of him. It was as if she was walking with a stone statue. His posture was regal yet sophisticated.
“This guy is so boring. Kinda looks like he has stick up his butt. Probably some uptight rich snob playing around with daddy's money."
Kagome stopped giggling to herself.
"Hey, what’s that noise? Gotta ditch the rich guy. Um..”
“Uh, Naraku? I’m going to go to the cabin. Its been a long day for me and I'm getting tired from walking.”
“Would you like me to accompany you?”
“Now he speaks.” She thought dryly. “No, thank you.”
Naraku bowed and walked off. Kagome ran back to where she heard the music that was drifting down to her from the top of a hill. As she was walking up the steps toward the source, a pair of hands stopped her. Kagome whirled around on her attacker, causing him to lose his grip, and slapped him full across the face. Kagome promptly slapped her hands across her mouth, gasping, when she was finally able to see his face.
“Hey, Kagome. That hurt.” The male pouted with his bottom lip potruding.
“I’m so sorry Ginta. You scared me.” Kagome put her hand over her heart to emphasize.
“I thought it was funny.” Hakkaku managed to say around his snickering from behind Ginta.
“You would.” Ginta remarked dryly.
“What’s up there?”
“Employees only. You should go back to the playhouse.” Hakkaku replied.
“I just want to see. I love music. Please?”
“Come on Hakkaku. Not like she’s going to tell.”
“Ok. Whatever. But I'm not going to know her when I get questioned for her being up there.” Hakkaku looked to where the two were standing before him when he noticed they were already half way up the stairs. Reluctantly, he followed.
Kagome followed the boys to the small building but she wasn’t prepared for what she saw once the double doors opened. There were a few dozen people dancing/grinding on their partner. Kagome had seen some dance moves but not moves that were so vulgar. Some of the guys had even took to helping their partners' skirts ride up even further on their thighs. Anything they could do really to get higher up. Another guy even had his face in his partner's chest. Kagome was so dazed she couldn't move away or tear her eyes away from them. Ginta must have smelled her apprehension to enter for he pulled her out from the door to a small table laden with drinks and snacks at the back.
Kagome finally found her voice after she had a sip of water. “Where did they learn to dance like that?”
“You’ve lived a sheltered life, haven’t you?”
Kagome turned to the new voice to come face to face with the bluest eyes she had ever seen. He had long black hair tied in a ponytail and pointy ears. He was kind of handsome to her for a demon.
“I’m Koga. I’m their cousin.” Referring to Ginta and Hakkaku.
“Kagome Higurashi.”
Koga took Kagome’s hand and kissed it. “Pleasure in making your acquaintance.”
Kagome could feel the blush rising to her roots.
"Oh my gosh, he's dreamy."
“Koga? Who is that?”
“Oh, hi Ayame. This is Kagome. Kagome, this is my dance partner, Ayame.”
Kagome took note of the slightly older girl. She was also a wolf demon. She had long, fiery red hair tied in two high pigtails and emerald green eyes. Ayame wore a short green miniskirt and a white spaghetti strapped shirt.
“Nice to meet you.” Kagome muttered.
“Same here. Have you come to party?”
“She just wanted to know what all the noise was.” Ginta replied for her.
Ayame eyed Kagome from head to toe, taking in her state of dress. The girl was in nothing more than a pair of jeans and a loose knit sweater. “You mean she’s a guest?” The red head shot Kagome a fearful look then turned on the two wolf brothers. “We could get in a lot of trouble you two if she squeals on us because you brought her here.”
Kagome felt a little hurt but she could understand where Ayame was coming from.
“Don’t worry. I’m not going to say anything.” Ayame looked doubtful.
“Come on Kagome. Dance with me.”
“Koga.” Ayame gasped.
“I don’t know how.” Kagome replied sheepishly, looking for a reason not to dance and not be on Ayame's bad side. She just met the girl.
Koga took the water from Kagome and placed it on the table. “I’ll show you.”
Koga put his arm behind Kagome's back and ushered her to the dance floor. Ayame growled loud enough for both to hear her.
“What about her?” Kagome asked nervously.
“It’s just a dance. She’ll get over it.”
The song switched to The Percolator. Kagome stood there like a bump on a log while every one else was practically running circles around her. The dance looked so complicated and she knew she would be feeling the affects in the morning, being new to dancing. Koga put his hands on her hips, making her 'eep' and blush, making her move into a rather jumpy beat to the music. Kagome felt her face heat up being in such close contact to a guy. She had never been on a real date before and had never had a boyfriend yet here she was with a handsome man in close proximity. Of course she was going to blush.
“I don’t know what I’m doing.” She guilty added.
“Just move to the music. Follow my lead.”
Koga stared shuffling his feet. As soon as she dropped her eyes to his feet he brought her face back up to look into his eyes.
“Don’t look down. You’ll think about it too much then.”
Kagome soon got into another choppy rhythm of what Koga was doing but she was dancing none-the-less.
“You’re doing great. You’re a natural.”
Kagome smiled a small smile lest she break her concentration and pushed her hair back behind her ears. She was glad when that song ended. It was too upbeat for her and her thighs had started to hurt. The next song was a little slower: Sexy Back. Kagome faltered in her step.
Koga scoffed. “I don’t know why they played this. For kicks I guess.”
Kagome giggled as Koga started to lead her with the song.
**********
Golden eyes swept over the decent sized room, filled with provocative dancers all shining with sweat, from the door. They all seemed to be having a blast. The young man started to walk from the door, going through the center of the room, to the back where he could hear his rival speaking over the choice of music. On his way past the others he could feel some of the women cop a feel while they had parted to let him through. He mentally sighed. Ayame had caught site of him and he sneered at the look on her face. She wasn't in his fanclub.
"What are you doing here?"
"Came to see what was going on. Looks like you're having fun standing here with these two."
Ginta and Hakkaku waved.
Ayame huffed. "Yeah, well, Koga is off flirting with some rich, snobby guest. The flake can't even dance."
He acted like he was interested as he looked at his nails. "Oh yeah?"
Ayame crossed her arms over her chest and threw her head in the direction of the aforementioned couple. "See for yourself."
Amber eyes flew over to the pair to take in the view of Koga's face and the back of the girl he was dancing with. Her hair fell in soft waves down to the middle of her back and when the light reflected it, it had a blue tinge to it. From his vantage point she still looked to be younger than twenty, not having filled out and she didn't have any of the curves that women had yet. She was pretty petite, being a good head and a half shorter than Koga but he wasn't as tall himself either. Looking down at her feet he could tell that she had truly never danced before but she was trying to learn quickly, even though Koga wasn't being much help. He smirked. Time to ruin the fun.
“You’re not a very good teacher. You got her all wrong.”
Koga looked over Kagome's head to stare at his one nemesis. Blue eyes clashed with gold as Koga started to growl. “Hey shut up Mutt! Go back to your doghouse!”
Kagome felt a growl reverberate through Koga’s chest with his close proximity to her. She turned around and met a pair of fiery, molten amber eyes but never noticed the falter in his smile. Kagome took in the rest of him and felt her heart plummet into the pit of her stomach. He had long silver hair with two cute fuzzy ears atop his head with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. He wore a pair of black baggy pants and a red muscle shirt that showed off his hard, chiseled abs.
“Oh my God! He’s so hot. I’m going to melt into a puddle right here.”
“Dog, this is Kagome. A guest here.”
The newcomer, also known as "Dog" took in the rest of Kagome's appearance from the front. She had big, bright brown eyes, a cute nose, and her lips were so full and plump he wanted to kiss her right there. He could tell he had affected her seeing as she looked him up and down. Not to mention the way she looked when she turned around and saw him for the first time. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned down to her face.
“Inuyasha.”
"Hey Sis! Wake up!"
The raven-haired girl, that was being addressed, jolted awake and abruptly slammed her head into the car window. Sitting back in her seat, hand on her forehead, she shot her brother an evil glare with her chocolate brown eyes. Her little brother scooted closer to the door, trying to hide the fact that he was laughing at her, behind his hand. She sighed.
“Kagome? Are you okay?” Her mother asked while looking in the rear view mirror.
“I’m fine but Sota won’t be.”
Sota sat back into his seat wishing it would swallow him. Being victim to his sister’s wrath was something he didn’t want to feel anytime soon. His sister was such a vengeful creature.
“What’s the big idea waking me up like that?”
“Mom said we were almost at the resort.”
Kagome eyed her brother some more and then proceeded to lean to the front seat to her destination: The radio. She fumbled with the controls as the car bounced on the seemingly endless road. The ride was spent the rest of the way in a comfortable silence as the music filtered through the speakers into the car.
Twenty minutes later the small family pulled into the parking lot of the Shikon Resort. Kagome eyed the resort from her position in awe. It was huge. The main house was four stories high and made with light-colored bricks with splotches of ivy suffocating it. Each story had its own whitewashed porch already mingling with guests and hosts partaking in lunch or quiet walks. Across the lot, thirty acres of blue-green grass was visible. On the opposite side of the main house was the tree line. On the left of the tree line and the right of the main house was the lake reserved for guests only that was also lined with trees to keep out trespassers.
Kagome finally found her voice. “It’s gorgeous!”
“I hope they have video games!”
“Now I hope you both know that this is a chance for us to spend family time together and not spend our whole two weeks playing games and ogling men.” Mrs. Higurashi chastised her children playfully.
Sota and Kagome both sweat-dropped. Mrs. Higurashi giggled at the kids’ silence. As they pulled up to the valet to get out of the car, a stout man approached them. As soon as Mrs. Higurashi stepped out of the car, the balding man enveloped her in a bear hug. Kagome and Sota glanced at each other and then back to their mother.
“Wakana! It’s been so long since we’ve last spoken. I see you brought your children. Kagome was just an infant the last time I saw her.”
The man walked up to them and glanced at Sota.
“You must be Sota then. Your parents mentioned you to me but I haven’t had the pleasure of meeting you.”
The pair gave their mother a questioning look. Wakana approached the trio to better explain the mystery man to her kids.
“Kids, this is Yoshiro Onigumo. He has been a family friend since before your father and I were married.”
“I can’t believe it has been close to ten years since Koji passed on.”
“We miss him dearly.” Mrs. Higurashi spoke up, grief evident in her voice.
“I suppose we all do. Where’s grandpa?”
“He’s taking care of the shrine and Buyo.”
“That cat is still alive, huh? Anyway, on to vacation matters. I have reserved the best cabin for you that overlooks the lake there.”
“Oh my. That wasn’t necessary.”
Yoshiro brushed it off. “Nonsense. You’re my best guests. Boys, unpack their luggage, take it to the cabin, and park the car while I give them a tour.”
Kagome took notice of the guys unloading the car. They were demons. Two wolf demons to be exact. Only two-hundred years ago did humans and demons finally pass a Peace Agreement. The same couldn’t be said of half demons though. They were neither one nor the other and crimes against them were usually always on the news. Kagome was still watching the two when they finally took notice of her. Both were well-built, wearing a pair of black pants and white tee each. The one with the Mohawk went back to attending the car and the other with gray hair with a splotch of black in the front center approached her.
“I’m Ginta and that’s my brother Hakkaku. What’s your name?”
“Kagome.”
“Well, Kagome. It is a pleasure to meet you. How long will you be staying?”
“Two weeks.”
“Cool. This is a great place to relax. Anyway, we are going to take these to your cabin. Enjoy your stay.”
“Thank you.”
“Kagome! Hurry up dear or we’ll leave you behind.” Her mother called out to her.
Kagome caught up with the others to continue the tour.
“Maybe this place won’t be so bad after all. I might make new friends too.”
Dinner that night was beyond what either of the Higurashis' expected. Before they had walked into the dining hall the smell of intracately prepared food reached their nostrils. All three were served an appetizer, or cocktail of shrimp, accompanied with a warm bowl of soup, a spectacular entree of steak, and a simple dessert of banana pudding. After their table was cleared Yoshiro came forward with a young man with long, wavy black hair that stopped at his lower back. His red eyes sent shivers down Kagome’s spine.
"Is he a demon?" Yoshiro's booming voice broke her out of her thoughts.
“Wakana, kids, this is my nephew, Naraku. Naraku. This is the wife of my late friend, Wakana and her two kids Kagome and Sota.” Yoshiro waved his hand over each family member as he said their name.
Naraku bowed at the waist. “Pleasure.”
“Naraku will be attending Tokyo University in the Fall.” Yoshiro beamed with pride.
Mrs. Higurashi smiled. “That’s where Kagome plans to attend after Junior High.”
“Oh really? Maybe you two can talk about it later. How do you plan to spend the rest of the evening?”
“I might retire early. The drive wore me out.” Both adults chuckled softly.
“What about you, kids?” Yoshiro asked with obvious amusement.
“Video games!”
“I would like to walk around, if that is all right?”
“No problem. Naraku can join you, Kagome.”
Kagome figured he would say that. It didn't matter if she wanted to walk alone. Grown ups didn't have a clue that children and teens needed space. And that's just what Kagome wanted. And besides, Naraku made her nervous. It was just something about him that screamed at her that he could be a dangerous man if provoked and she sure didn't want to do any provoking.
“Maybe if I get to know him better.”
Mrs. Higurashi and Sota retired to the cabin, Yoshiro attended to his other guests, and Kagome and Naraku took an uncomfortable walk. Uncomfortable to Kagome that is. No matter how many times she tried to strike up a conversation she would get nothing out of him. It was as if she was walking with a stone statue. His posture was regal yet sophisticated.
“This guy is so boring. Kinda looks like he has stick up his butt. Probably some uptight rich snob playing around with daddy's money."
Kagome stopped giggling to herself.
"Hey, what’s that noise? Gotta ditch the rich guy. Um..”
“Uh, Naraku? I’m going to go to the cabin. Its been a long day for me and I'm getting tired from walking.”
“Would you like me to accompany you?”
“Now he speaks.” She thought dryly. “No, thank you.”
Naraku bowed and walked off. Kagome ran back to where she heard the music that was drifting down to her from the top of a hill. As she was walking up the steps toward the source, a pair of hands stopped her. Kagome whirled around on her attacker, causing him to lose his grip, and slapped him full across the face. Kagome promptly slapped her hands across her mouth, gasping, when she was finally able to see his face.
“Hey, Kagome. That hurt.” The male pouted with his bottom lip potruding.
“I’m so sorry Ginta. You scared me.” Kagome put her hand over her heart to emphasize.
“I thought it was funny.” Hakkaku managed to say around his snickering from behind Ginta.
“You would.” Ginta remarked dryly.
“What’s up there?”
“Employees only. You should go back to the playhouse.” Hakkaku replied.
“I just want to see. I love music. Please?”
“Come on Hakkaku. Not like she’s going to tell.”
“Ok. Whatever. But I'm not going to know her when I get questioned for her being up there.” Hakkaku looked to where the two were standing before him when he noticed they were already half way up the stairs. Reluctantly, he followed.
Kagome followed the boys to the small building but she wasn’t prepared for what she saw once the double doors opened. There were a few dozen people dancing/grinding on their partner. Kagome had seen some dance moves but not moves that were so vulgar. Some of the guys had even took to helping their partners' skirts ride up even further on their thighs. Anything they could do really to get higher up. Another guy even had his face in his partner's chest. Kagome was so dazed she couldn't move away or tear her eyes away from them. Ginta must have smelled her apprehension to enter for he pulled her out from the door to a small table laden with drinks and snacks at the back.
Kagome finally found her voice after she had a sip of water. “Where did they learn to dance like that?”
“You’ve lived a sheltered life, haven’t you?”
Kagome turned to the new voice to come face to face with the bluest eyes she had ever seen. He had long black hair tied in a ponytail and pointy ears. He was kind of handsome to her for a demon.
“I’m Koga. I’m their cousin.” Referring to Ginta and Hakkaku.
“Kagome Higurashi.”
Koga took Kagome’s hand and kissed it. “Pleasure in making your acquaintance.”
Kagome could feel the blush rising to her roots.
"Oh my gosh, he's dreamy."
“Koga? Who is that?”
“Oh, hi Ayame. This is Kagome. Kagome, this is my dance partner, Ayame.”
Kagome took note of the slightly older girl. She was also a wolf demon. She had long, fiery red hair tied in two high pigtails and emerald green eyes. Ayame wore a short green miniskirt and a white spaghetti strapped shirt.
“Nice to meet you.” Kagome muttered.
“Same here. Have you come to party?”
“She just wanted to know what all the noise was.” Ginta replied for her.
Ayame eyed Kagome from head to toe, taking in her state of dress. The girl was in nothing more than a pair of jeans and a loose knit sweater. “You mean she’s a guest?” The red head shot Kagome a fearful look then turned on the two wolf brothers. “We could get in a lot of trouble you two if she squeals on us because you brought her here.”
Kagome felt a little hurt but she could understand where Ayame was coming from.
“Don’t worry. I’m not going to say anything.” Ayame looked doubtful.
“Come on Kagome. Dance with me.”
“Koga.” Ayame gasped.
“I don’t know how.” Kagome replied sheepishly, looking for a reason not to dance and not be on Ayame's bad side. She just met the girl.
Koga took the water from Kagome and placed it on the table. “I’ll show you.”
Koga put his arm behind Kagome's back and ushered her to the dance floor. Ayame growled loud enough for both to hear her.
“What about her?” Kagome asked nervously.
“It’s just a dance. She’ll get over it.”
The song switched to The Percolator. Kagome stood there like a bump on a log while every one else was practically running circles around her. The dance looked so complicated and she knew she would be feeling the affects in the morning, being new to dancing. Koga put his hands on her hips, making her 'eep' and blush, making her move into a rather jumpy beat to the music. Kagome felt her face heat up being in such close contact to a guy. She had never been on a real date before and had never had a boyfriend yet here she was with a handsome man in close proximity. Of course she was going to blush.
“I don’t know what I’m doing.” She guilty added.
“Just move to the music. Follow my lead.”
Koga stared shuffling his feet. As soon as she dropped her eyes to his feet he brought her face back up to look into his eyes.
“Don’t look down. You’ll think about it too much then.”
Kagome soon got into another choppy rhythm of what Koga was doing but she was dancing none-the-less.
“You’re doing great. You’re a natural.”
Kagome smiled a small smile lest she break her concentration and pushed her hair back behind her ears. She was glad when that song ended. It was too upbeat for her and her thighs had started to hurt. The next song was a little slower: Sexy Back. Kagome faltered in her step.
Koga scoffed. “I don’t know why they played this. For kicks I guess.”
Kagome giggled as Koga started to lead her with the song.
**********
Golden eyes swept over the decent sized room, filled with provocative dancers all shining with sweat, from the door. They all seemed to be having a blast. The young man started to walk from the door, going through the center of the room, to the back where he could hear his rival speaking over the choice of music. On his way past the others he could feel some of the women cop a feel while they had parted to let him through. He mentally sighed. Ayame had caught site of him and he sneered at the look on her face. She wasn't in his fanclub.
"What are you doing here?"
"Came to see what was going on. Looks like you're having fun standing here with these two."
Ginta and Hakkaku waved.
Ayame huffed. "Yeah, well, Koga is off flirting with some rich, snobby guest. The flake can't even dance."
He acted like he was interested as he looked at his nails. "Oh yeah?"
Ayame crossed her arms over her chest and threw her head in the direction of the aforementioned couple. "See for yourself."
Amber eyes flew over to the pair to take in the view of Koga's face and the back of the girl he was dancing with. Her hair fell in soft waves down to the middle of her back and when the light reflected it, it had a blue tinge to it. From his vantage point she still looked to be younger than twenty, not having filled out and she didn't have any of the curves that women had yet. She was pretty petite, being a good head and a half shorter than Koga but he wasn't as tall himself either. Looking down at her feet he could tell that she had truly never danced before but she was trying to learn quickly, even though Koga wasn't being much help. He smirked. Time to ruin the fun.
“You’re not a very good teacher. You got her all wrong.”
Koga looked over Kagome's head to stare at his one nemesis. Blue eyes clashed with gold as Koga started to growl. “Hey shut up Mutt! Go back to your doghouse!”
Kagome felt a growl reverberate through Koga’s chest with his close proximity to her. She turned around and met a pair of fiery, molten amber eyes but never noticed the falter in his smile. Kagome took in the rest of him and felt her heart plummet into the pit of her stomach. He had long silver hair with two cute fuzzy ears atop his head with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. He wore a pair of black baggy pants and a red muscle shirt that showed off his hard, chiseled abs.
“Oh my God! He’s so hot. I’m going to melt into a puddle right here.”
“Dog, this is Kagome. A guest here.”
The newcomer, also known as "Dog" took in the rest of Kagome's appearance from the front. She had big, bright brown eyes, a cute nose, and her lips were so full and plump he wanted to kiss her right there. He could tell he had affected her seeing as she looked him up and down. Not to mention the way she looked when she turned around and saw him for the first time. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned down to her face.
“Inuyasha.”