InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Guardian Angel ❯ The Dance ( Chapter 1 )

Guardian Angel

 

Chapter 1: The dance

 

Vixen-Virus

 

Rating: T

 

Genre: Romance/Mystery.

 

Summary: A story of the supernatural. A young woman who quit believing in love and a young man that would make her believe again, united after an untimely death. Tell me; have you ever dance with a ghost? InuXKag. One-shot turned story.

 

Extra: A revised version of the original one-shot now turned story!

 

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Guardian Angel

 

“Kagome, get off your butt. We need to go shopping.” Sango sighed as she looked to see Kagome busily playing a video game. She shook her head, looking at her best friend as she bite her lip and rapidly pressed the buttons again and again on the controller.

 

She never really understood how she and Kagome became friends. Kagome was a nice girl, with shining blue eyes that told her whole story in just one look, but she wasn't the most popular girl. She had kept to herself and liked playing video games instead of partying.

 

Sango hadn't been that popular either, but she was much more out going then Kagome was. But somehow the two had found each other and instantly clicked.

 

“What? Yeah, just one more round! I swear to God I'll beat it this time. Time to die, sucker!” She yelled into the mic that was in her ear. She furiously tapped buttons, shots going off left and right. Sango smiled as she watched the girl cutely play her game, Call of Duty: Modern Warfare. Kagome was a pacifist herself, but put her into game mode and she would be shooting anyone and anything in her way.

 

“Yes! I got it! Suck on that, AzureSky201!” Kagome chanted into the mic, a voice from someone else's mic coming in clear,

 

“Awe come on! Not again!” Sango laughed as Kagome logged off her Xbox, turning everything off and standing up to greet Sango.

 

“Sorry, just really needed to get a higher score then that guy. He's way too good!” Sango rolled her brown eyes, letting Kagome chatter on abut the game.

 

They had made their way to the mall without much trouble, Sango driving while Kagome sang beside her to the radio. Once there they had scowered the mall, seeing the familiar royal blue eyes and short black hair of their friend they waved.

 

“Miroku!” Sango hollered as they neared. He flinched from flirting with a girl and turned, ignoring the other girl to see a glaring Sango.

 

Sango and Miroku were difficult to define. They had known each other for almost as long as Kagome had known Sango and had liked each other instantly, but Miroku was a bit of a lech and Sango was independent.

 

“So…” Miroku tried to brush off the fact that he had been flirting with another girl. Sango gave him another death glare before ignoring him.

 

“So, shopping for dresses?” Sango suggested as the trio walked from store to store. Kagome smiled as she watched Sango and Miroku bicker again, Miroku trying to wrap an around her waist and Sango trying to break his arm.

 

Though they were nothing if not dysfunctional, they really cared about each other.

 

“So, your dad already knows we're coming, right?” Kagome asked, distracting them from their argument. Miroku nodded his head.

 

“Yup! He's excited that you guys are coming.” Miroku's dad worked for a big company known as Shikon Inc. They currently settled a deal that made them millions and as a means of celebrating, were having a large party for family and friends.

 

“That's awesome your dad got that advancement.” Sango said as she pointed to one of the stores. They made their way in as Miroku nodded his head, smiling proudly.

 

“Yeah, it is.” He sat down in a chair as the girls walked around the store, picking out random dresses. He hadn't exactly wanted to go shopping with them but he did want to spend some time with his best friends.

 

“Semi-formal…” Kagome whispered, looking through rows and rows of dresses. She was about to sigh and give up when she found a simple deep blue dress. Pulling out she shrugged her shoulders going to try it on. She walked out wearing it, smiling as she looked at herself in the mirror.

 

The dress hung to her body, coming to end at her ankles, a slit on the right side showing her long leg. The dress itself was a halter, showing off her back while coming low, but not too low, on her front. She turned and twirled smiling.

 

“Awe! That's awesome, Kagome get it!” Sango noted as she came out, wearing a simple pink dress. It was tight around her body, ending mid thigh with a halter top as well. She truned around it herself and Kagome gave her a cat whistle.

 

“As long as you get that one.” She winked and went back into her dressing room. Miroku smiled at Sango, walking close and looking down into her eyes. Sango gave a blush and was about to walk away when Miroku held her close to him.

 

“You look great.” He kissed her temple and then let her go, walking back to his seat as Sango rushed back into her dressing room, trying to ignore the rapid beating of her heart.

 

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“You and Miroku are adorable.” Kagome whispered. The days had passed and soon it was the night of the party. Both girls were currently wearing their dresses. Sango's hair was put down and straight while Kagome left her wavy. They both walked towards the entrance of the large house to see Miroku and his dad greeting the guests.

 

“Shut up! It's not like that.” Sango hissed, though the blush on her cheeks said a different story.

 

“Oh sure.” She rolled her blue eyes and smirked as Sango glare at her. The two made their way up the grand stars to the front door to see Miroku wearing a black tux with a black tie, his bright blue eyes looking over Sango with a smile. She blushed as he took her hand and kissed it gently.

 

“You look really nice, Sango.” He whispered. Sango blushed and nodded a bit, too shocked to speak. Kagome rolled her eyes as Mushin, Miroku's dad took her hand and kissed it winking as he imitated his son in a girly voice,

 

“Oh, Kagome, you look so nice, will you marry me already?” Kagome laughed and played along, fluttering her long lashes and pressing her other hand to her heart.

 

“Oh my, well I guess, since I've been in love with you for so long.” Both broke out into laughter as Miroku and Sango blushed brightly. Mushin took Kagome into a big bear hug.

 

“How's my little Kagome and Sango doing?” He asked in a booming voice. Miroku and he looked a lot alike, though Mushin was far older. He had known Kagome and Sango since they were young and had first became friends with Miroku.

 

“We're good Mr. Kazzanna.” Kagome smiled. They stood talking for a while before more guest came. Waving them bye the trio made their way into the large room.

 

It was decorated accordingly, with bright lights and red carpets, a small choir at the stage and dining tables wrapped in white silk and candles stood dispersed around the grand room.

 

“Holy mother of all things unholy.” Kagome gaped as she scanned the crowded room. She was surprised at the elegance of the room and the people dancing around. She watched as a few waiters here and there came about, offering them champagne and such.

 

“Go big or go home, right?” Miroku grinned as he took Sango's hand and lead her to the dance floor. Kagome sighed.

 

“Of course, don't worry Miroku, I'll be glad to stand here awkwardly by myself.” Kagome whispered with a pointed glare but her look softened when she watched Miroku put an arm around Sango's waist, the other holding her hand as they danced.

 

She sighed and shook her head, heading towards the empty table that she had seen with their names on it. She sat down and smiled happily, watching as Sango and Miroku danced.

 

Though she was happy for them, she couldn't help but feel envious. Reflecting back to the times she had danced with her former boyfriend, Koga Ookami. He had been the light of her life…until she had caught him in bed with Ayame Nakamura, the girl next door.

 

Her heart tightened at the memory of seeing him with another girl. She had been so surprised and angry at him. He had fooled her into believing that he was prince charming, but now, as she sat here alone, watching couples dance and laugh, she realized one thing and one thing only.

 

She didn't believe in fairytales anymore.

 

Kagome was halfway through her pity fest when a deep strong voice from behind her caught her attention,

 

“Care to dance?” She turned slightly and her blue eye widened in shock to see a young man, couldn't be any older then herself, holding out his hand to her. He had deep golden eyes, a small smile on his lips as he looked to her. He had the longest silver hair she had ever seen.

 

“Sure…” She murmured automatically as she reached out, taking his hand. Then, just then, there was something about him that pulled her forward. He brought her to a more secluded area of the dance floor, one where most of the workers weren't at and pulled her close.

 

Her body flushed as she was pressed against his black tux, noticing tat his silver tie matched his hair. She looked deeply into his gold eyes, in a trance as he swirled her around.

 

His smile was barely there as they glided over the floor, in their own world, but Kagome could see it. His hand was so soft within hers, his body hard against her. She blushed as she tried to focus on something other then the way his breath fanned against her face.

 

“You look beautiful.” His voice was deep, electrifying. She smiled sweetly up at him.

 

“Thank you.” She whispered as the choir music continued. There was something there, something about his eyes that made her continue dancing.

 

“So…do you know someone here?” Kagome asked, trying to remain came though her heart was beating against her ribcage with such a vicious power she though it'd break out. He smiled a bit.

 

“I work here.” He smiled again at the surprise in her eyes. She frowned then, he must be older then.

 

“You look so young…” She murmured. He chuckled then, a deep rumbling in his chest, soothing her slightly.

 

“I'm only 19, actually.” He nodded his head again at her look. “You?”

 

“Just turned 18, last May.” She smiled, feeling relaxed again as he moved against her, gripping her hand firmly, securely in his own. The song slowly ended and both looked at each other with a soft expression.

 

“It was nice dancing with you…” He looked at her; she smiled and offered her name.

 

“Kagome Higurashi.” She took his extended hand and shook it.

 

“InuYasha Takahashi.” He murmured back, still not letting go of her hand. Everyone else had left that part of the dance floor, most of them not even noticing her. They stared, entranced, in each other's eyes before another song started. Kagome felt his grip loosen and she immediately tightened her hold.

 

“Care to dance?” Kagome asked, blushing. His gold eyes widened and he gave another one of his chuckles, nodding his head and pulling her close. They started again, feeling an intense attraction that had come from no where.

 

They didn't talk, merely danced, something about him made the silence beautiful though. Something about his eyes made her want to know more yet she didn't ask, her heart was lodged so high in her throat she couldn't find words to speak.

 

He was a wonderful dancer, practically picking her off of her feet as he pulled her close, his scent driving her to near insanity. She smiled to herself as they held each other.

 

Moments passed and soon they pulled away again, the song coming to and end. He smiled at her and leaned down, giving her cheek a soft brush of his lips.

 

“See you around, Kagome.” And before she could comprehend it, he was gone. She stood by herself on the dance floor, her heart beating wildly, her skin flushed and her eyes wide. And that was how Sango found her.

 

“Kagome? Where have you been! Dinner's about to start.” Sango pulled her best friend away, closer to their table where Miroku sat, smiling broadly at them.

 

“Miroku is so cute…” Sango sighed and Kagome pulled out of her stupor to give her a playful nudge.

 

All through dinner, Kagome searched for a head of silver hair and eyes made of gold, but each time she would be disappointed. She sighed again, sticking her fork into her broccoli. Sango frowned and both she and Miroku leaned in.

 

“What's wrong, Kaggie?” She only used that ridiculous nickname when she was worried. Kagome smiled at them and shook her head, trying to convince them she was alright.

 

“Kagome, really, what's wrong?” Miroku asked. She sighed and shrugged her shoulders, blushing.

 

“I...Well since you two ditched me, “She paused to give them a playful glare that they both recuperated with an apology, “Someone asked me to dance and I mean…I was just wondering where he was…” She sighed out. Sango gave a small sound of delight.

 

“Kagome's in love!” She teased. Kagome rolled her eyes and shook her head.

 

“What's his name? I probably know what table he's at.” Miroku offered a small smile on his lips as he watched Kagome blush.

 

“Uhm…Takahashi, Takahashi InuYasha.” She replied. Sango cooed and asked if he was hot, what color hair, eyes and how tall as Miroku froze.

 

Both girls turned to him with questions in his eyes as he looked at Kagome with a confused look.

 

“InuYasha? That can't be…” He whispered. Sango tilted her head.

 

“Why not?” Miroku swallowed thickly, nervously.

 

“InuYasha Takahashi died two months ago in a car accident.” Both Kagome and Sango froze, eyes wide as Kagome's skin went pale.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A/N: Oh snap. My revised version of The Haunted Dance, chapter 1! Oh goodness how I sucked at writing before. Lol, I hope you guys enjoy!

 

Take care,

 

Vixen