InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dream Life ❯ At the Club ( Chapter 5 )

* Sadly I don't own them, just the randomness of this story *

 

 

 

 

 

“Kaggie! Come and dance with me some more!” Sango screamed over the thumping music and the flashing lights.

 

“Yeah, just let me get a drink first, I'm dying!” Kagome yelled back, tossing her thick hair over her shoulder and fanning herself. They had been here all night, and her feet were going to be sore in the morning. The club was completely packed and most likely a fire hazard. She could hardly make it to the bar to get a bottle of water.

 

“Me too actually.” A male voice sounded next to them.

 

“Miroku! Why are you here?” Sango asked with narrowed eyes.

 

“New club opening. Plus you're here.” He flashed his most lecherous grin before handing them each a bottle of water. Both accepted warily.

 

“Thanks, the bar is so packed right now. Are you by yourself?” Kagome asked.

 

“My dear, are you inquiring about the status of my…. oof!” He yelped slightly when Sango's hand came in contact with his face. “Ahh, the sweet touch of an angel.”

 

“Hands off hentai.” Sango scowled at his hand in its position only inches from her ass.

 

“But Sang…” He started to protest but thought the better of it upon seeing the look on her face. “I don't suppose you ladies would like to dance?” This time he received matching glares. “No? Well I'm off then. I see my friend anyway.” He slipped by but not before feeling up Kagome and earning a kick down the flight of stairs to the main floor.

 

“Bye! And thanks again for the drinks!” Kagome called after him, shaking her head. What was with that guy anyway? You would think he liked getting his ass kicked.

 

 

 

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“Hey man! Where did you go?” Miroku yelled at Inuyasha,

 

“Roof deck. This place is seriously packed. It took you forever to get over to me.” Inuyasha replied.

 

“Well there were pleasurable distractions at least. That girl I told you about is here. Her and her hot friend.”

 

“Yeah well I'm sure you've scared them off by now.” He smirked at Miroku.

 

“Yes, but it was in the most wonderful and fulfilling ways…” Miroku shot back before tossing an arm around his best friends shoulders.

 

“What the fuck? It's her again! I smelled her!” Inuyasha all but roared. Instantly he was sniffing around, trying to locate the smell. He tossed Miroku's arm off of him and prowled around in a tight circle, trying to get another whiff of his dream girl. The scent led him directly back to… Miroku.

 

“It's you! You smell like her? If you touched her I swear I will tear off your…”

 

Miroku held up his hands in surrender. “Hey I did nothing to the girl that doesn't exist. So no worries there right?”

 

Inuyasha growled darkly before grabbing him up by his collar. “You will tell me now, every girl you've groped here tonight. I smell her on your hands.”

 

“Every girl?” Miroku asked with raised eyebrows. “This might take a minute…”

 

“Every girl that has black hair and blue eyes.”

 

“Blue eyes you say?”

 

“Blue.”

 

“Unusual in Japan you know. But the dark hair isn't so much.”

 

“Concentrate monk!” Inuyasha spat out, wildly staring around the packed club.

 

“Blue eyes…humm…” Suddenly Miroku's eyebrows shot up. “There was one girl.”

 

“Spit it out hentai.”

 

“Sango's friend has blue eyes.” Miroku backed away slightly, thinking of the gropes he had gotten in since he had met her.

 

“Yeah, and who the fuck is Sango? Is she here?” Inuyasha was growling loudly now, catching the attention of several people near him.

 

“Sango is that girl I told you about. The one with the dojo right next to my shop. Great face, long hair, fiery spirit, perfect ass, the front of her isn't too terrible either…”

 

“Concentrate. So your newest little crush has a friend. Tell me everything you know. What is this friends name?” Inuyasha was speaking very slowly now, as if to a six year old.

 

“Like I said, blue eyes. Long black hair, fantastic body, great right hook…” Miroku winced slightly, thinking of the pain she had inflicted.

 

“Her name monk. Spit it out.” Inuyasha was growling again, his claws fisting almost to the point where they drew blood.

 

“Higurashi, Kagome. I think….” Miroku's hands went up again as Inuyasha inched closer to him again, “Hey why don't you just ask her yourself. She's here with Sango. I ran into them at the bar not too long ago.”

 

“So you did touch her…” Inuyasha cracked his knuckles in a silent threat.

 

“Hey lets go look for them! What if she is the girl you've been dreaming about...oof!” Miroku doubled up again as Inuyasha's fist met with the back of his head before he stalked off in the direction of the bar.

 

 

 

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Kagome grabbed Sango's arm and held on. These people in the club were starting to get on her nerves. It was late, and she was sick and tired of lame ass pickup lines. Not to mention physically tired.

 

“What's up Kags?” Sango asked, turning to her friend.

 

“I think I'm gonna take off. I'm sooo tired and the little boys in here are starting to piss me off.”

 

“Kagome! Are you really? It's still early….” Sango trailed off as she checked her watch. “Okay, so not that early. More like two a.m. but still!”

 

“Uh huh.” Kagome hugged Sango tightly and waved to her as she headed for the front door, all the while searching for her keys.

 

 

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Sango was perched on a stool to the side of the bar platform, swaying in time with the music when she felt someone's arms wrap tightly around her waist. She effortlessly turned and flipped the person over her shoulder before planting her heel in the center of his chest.

 

“Miroku? What are you doing?” Sango asked in complete surprise. She was expecting a complete stranger, not her friendly neighborhood lecher.

 

“Well I was saying hello again, but you see how well that turned out.” He grinned up at her.

 

“Not the time!” Came a growl from behind them as Sango helped Miroku up from the floor. They turned to see an agitated half demon pacing and looking around desperately. “We have to find her!”

 

“Well we are halfway there my dear Inu! This is Sango.” Miroku presented the girl, as she looked Inuyasha over curiously, her mind starting to race. `He's a hanyou. And he has silver hair…just like the guy that Kagome…'

 

“Where's your friend?” He angrily barked out at Sango.

 

“My friend? Kagome? Who are you?” Sango managed to sputter before Inuyasha turned to Miroku with a growl.

 

“Where the fuck is she? You said that this Sango girl had a blue-eyed friend, and that was where the smell came from. This girl reeks of her too.”

 

Sango, never to be outdone, grabbed Inuyasha up by the scruff of his neck and gave him an icy glare. “What do you want with Kagome?” Her eyes dared him to say the wrong thing.

 

Inuyasha gulped at the angry girl holding onto him. If it would help get him to his dream girl he might try to be somewhat civil at least. “Hi. I'm Inuyasha, Miroku's friend, and I know your friend, or at least I think I do. I know her scent. Very well.” He sighed in relief as her grip on him slackened. What he didn't like was the way she was now looking at him. Inu-hanyou were very rare, and not everyone accepted them, so there was a bit of worry crossing his face. After a moment of awkward silence he spit out: “What the hell are you staring at wench?”

 

“WENCH! Oh you don't even know what you've gotten yourself into little boy!” Sango yelled into his face, grip once again tightening. She was about to knock him into the next lifetime when she took notice of the color of his eyes. Her stunned gasp gave him a moment where he was able to pry himself out of her death lock. He backed away and stared at her, wondering what was up with this girl.

 

“You have gold eyes.”

 

Inuyasha blinked before remembering himself. “Yeah no shit, what of it?”

 

“You have silver hair and gold eyes.” Sango reiterated.

 

“Again, no shit, I do pass by a mirror occasionally.” He grumped out, crossing his arms in annoyance. This chick was getting him no closer to finding the one he wanted.

 

“Yeah but…” Sango cocked her head, “Why do you want to find Kagome?”

 

“So her name is Kagome? Good that's a start. Now how about telling me where the hell she went. I can still smell her, and she hasn't been gone long.”

 

“Well, she went home. And you aren't getting any closer to finding out where that is unless you tell me why you want to see her.” Sango crossed her arms, mirroring his pose, a useless Miroku trying and failing to break into their staring match.

 

After what seemed like an eternity of the most stubborn staring match on the face of the planet, Inuyasha gave up and plopped down on a nearby stool.

 

“Alright alright, I'll tell you everything.”

 

Nodding at her victory, and already anticipating the words that were about to come out of his mouth, Sango sat across from him and listened to what he had to say. Each sentence coming out of his mouth making her smile a little more inside.