InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ High School Girl ❯ Japanese Prophesy ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter #4

Japanese Prophesy

 

Disclaimer: I am so sad but I have to admit it, I won't put it off any longer, I promised my lawyer I would do this, no matter how much I may wish, no matter how much it makes me cry, no matter how suicidal it could make me, I'll just come right out and say it, without beating around the bush, lets just say that I maybe, probably, possibly, do not own InuYasha

 

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As InuYasha had expected he didn't see Kagome at school the next day or the day after, she was pretty ill when he had dropped her off and he was glad she had decided to get some rest. Though there was still something itching at the back of his mind that he didn't understand, of course he was worried about her she was his student, but he began to feel he was more worried than he probably should be. She was beautiful and all but he was her teacher for god's sake!

 

He looked at his work sighing and chewing on the pencil that he was using.

 

“You're still here InuYasha,” Sango sighed popping her head in the teacher's lounge where he had been marking papers and going over some of his teaching plans for the next few weeks, “Come on you're already ahead of schedule with your work you can afford to take a little break! Besides the guys are here to see you.”

 

“You've got to be kidding me not here,” InuYasha bit strait through the pencil in his mouth, “Those dopes shouldn't be allowed near a high school!”

 

“Hey Miroku's a principal,” Sango pointed out.

 

InuYasha rolled his eyes, “I pity the kids, but its not that it's more the fact that every time they take me out somewhere they set me up with some girl. They don't get the point that I don't want a girlfriend!”

 

But you do want Kagome, his mind snickered.

 

“You really think so poorly of us,” a back haired man said in an over exaggerated voice trying to sound truly sad.

 

“One hundred percent,” muttered InuYasha.

 

“You're no fun at all you know that,” a second red headed man walked in, this one a fox demon.

 

A third man stepped in and leaned against the door frame, his long black braid swinging behind him, “Gee Yash you'd think you'd show a little more appreciation toward us, how long has it actually been since you have had a girlfriend? I tell you it's not healthy for you to make yourself so isolated.”

 

“And setting me up with ex-strippers and total airhead models helps that,” he snapped back.

 

Meet InuYasha's three `best friends' Miroku, Shippo and Bankotsu each of them grew up together and got in quite the messes back in the old days.

 

Miroku was the first man, the one who was by far the best bull shitter of them all, he needed to be to be the lecher he was. Back before he proposed he was out all the time at strip joints and bars picking up girls and generously groping their asses once they were to drunk to care. He was a hansom man, violet eyes, tall with a good bit of muscle on him, and short black hair with a small ponytail at the base of his head.

 

Shippo was the only full demon of the group and also the youngest by almost a year. His hind legs were like fox legs that he mostly kept covered with fairly baggy jeans and his red fox tail was wrapped around his waist like a furry belt; there were special pants, skirts, etc that demons with tails could by so holes wouldn't have to be cut into them. He was more on the thin side than his other friends but had a cute young boyish face with wide emerald eyes and pointed ears that were hidden with a mess of red hair. Shippo was a cop for the town and seemed to be the only one that wasn't short tempered, though he got almost as much grief over what he was as InuYasha, the only difference people feared full blooded youkai more than hanyou.

 

The last one was Bankotsu, the one with the worst attitude and police record by far. He joined the group when they were in high school rather than in the third grade when Miroku, InuYasha and Shippo starting hanging out. During those years he got into deep shit with gangs, drugs, drinking, you name it and he only tried to change that after he made friends that would stand by him. Now days he worked doing the one thing he loved most, fixing cars, he even made some one of a kind cars for well paying customers and each of those cars would go for a couple grand with the way they were made which meant not just anyone could afford them. His black hair was long and in a tight braid that reached past his waist and his narrow dark eyes almost made him look demon like, sometimes he acted more demon than human.

 

Here is the ritual for every time the guys got together: go for a night on the town, if it's a weekend alcohol, if not then double burgers at a local restaurant, and the last event of the evening was always hooking InuYasha up with a girl. In the group InuYasha was the only single friend, Shippo had a girlfriend, Miroku was engaged to Sango, and Bankotsu was already married to a nice girl. They all unanimously agreed that InuYasha should be in a relationship in some shape or form but he had always stayed away from girls even at a young age.

 

Shippo grinned, “Oh come on Yash you could probably have any girl you want!”

 

“Easy for you to say you're dating another demon but for me there aren't that many hanyou girls out there, and not many humans or demons like hanyou,” InuYasha sighed giving a small smirk and pointing to his ears, “I think they are some sort of turn off, unless there is a sign on my forehead I fail to see in my mirror each morning.”

 

“There are plenty of girls in this world that find dogs cute,” Miroku laughed pulling on InuYasha's ears knowing how much it bugged him, “Just imagine what they would do for a guy with cute little fuzzy ears like these, girls go crazy for that cute little animal crap!”

 

“Ok I know I have n choice in this at all so get to the point,” growled the annoyed inu-hanyou, “Where are we going?”

 

“I place I think you'll like dog boy,” Bankotsu announced, “A Japanese style club called Shiro Ookami.”

 

“The White Wolf,” InuYasha muttered under his breath.

 

All youkai and hanyou originated from Japan, most very distantly, but InuYasha had grown up in a very Japanese oriented household and knew a little bit of Japanese. Shippo did too and no one would every guess since their eyes weren't narrow like on Asian's eyes were.

 

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The room was so thick and musky with incense that it was giving InuYasha a headache; he had ultra sensitive hearing as well as sense of smell. Any strong smells like that of perfume, gas, or mixed scents often gave him a headache and the stronger smells like the kind from bleach or other cleaners could make him pass out. The types of incense that the Japanese burn for prayer and good luck weren't as strong as the American kind but made him feel congested. In this particular bar they were mostly just used to cover the smell of cigarette smoke.

 

They were just entering the bar when he felt something being put on his head and his hearing lessened. He looked up seeing the beak of a red hat sticking out over his head.

 

“You said girls had a problem with the ears,” Bankotsu's voice said in its normal smooth tone, “This way the girls will get to know you before they judge the ears.”

 

“Ok but do you have any hair elastics I have a better idea,” he asked. Bankotsu nodded and handed him the spare elastic he would have used on his braid. InuYasha put his long silver hair in a ponytail and hid his ears under his hair so at least this way he could hear better than with the hat, and it looked a bit more natural, “You bastards better not try and set me up again, last time you left me with a clinging girl then left me stranded here.”

 

“It was a shame it didn't work,” Miroku sighed.

 

“You all suck,” he growled under his breath as the group found a table near a low stage.

 

The tables were low and people had to sit on the ground to be at the proper level to use them, they had only just got seated when a waitress in a blue kimono came up to them with a pad of paper and a try, “Can I get you anything boys?”

 

“Ya Sake all around,” Shippo announced to his friends holding up some money, “My treat.”

 

“Save your money and get me a beer instead,” InuYasha sighed, “I can't have strong stuff guys I still have to go to work in the morning and my boss won't appreciate me coming in with a hangover. That jerk off is looking for any excuse possible to get me fired, sometimes I think he makes up half the reasons he tried to get me in trouble for.”

 

Bankotsu just rolled his eyes as the girl came back rather promptly and gave them their drinks, “Hey Shippo can't Yash press charges for harassment for something like that?”

 

“Not with simple accusations like that, that is considered prejudice and there is nothing police can do about that,” Shippo pointed out as he sipped his sake, “you could only press charges if he invades your privacy, openly harasses you, and so on. Believe me it will be obvious when you can press charges on it.”

 

Miroku shrugged, “That Onigumo is a real jerk anyway, he runs that school likes it's a juvenile detention center or something and the staff hates him. They only put up with him because he is still their boss and they don't have any choice in the matter.”

 

“It's all the same guys but don't worry I can handle him,” assured InuYasha through sips of beer, “he can't do anything to me anyway as long as I do my job as a teacher he can't fire me without probable cause. I have been doing everything the way I am supposed to, I have been sticking to the curriculum and my students are doing just fine. Naraku Onigumo can't do a thing about me working at the school thanks to Sesshy.”

 

Grinning like the fox he was Shippo raised his glass, “To Fluffy, a grade A ass hole, but he sure knows how to get things done!”

 

Along with laughter there was a unanimous `here here' as the group toasted to InuYasha's brother Sesshomaru. Each of them tilted their heads back and gulped down the last of their drinks and set them down at the exact same time giving a loud clank that echoed in the room.

 

“You guys know this is sad,” Bankotsu sighed looking down at his cup that had once been full of sake, “Have you guys not noticed that we are getting old? I swear what happened to the days when we were only seventeen and had the whole world in front of us?”

 

“I thought Yash was the English teacher,” Shippo snorted in laughter giving Bankotsu a noogie to mess up his hair because it annoyed him so much, “Geez with all this whining about getting old you are starting to sound like a chic.”

 

Before Bankotsu could snap back the lights got dim and a beautiful Asian girl in a silk kimono and her dark brown hair done up in an elaborate hairstyle walked out onto the stage with the spotlight centered on her, “Good evening and welcome to Shiro Ookami's show of the night. We have some beautiful young girls here tonight to perform for you tonight and remember if you like the show be sure to leave tips for these hard working girls. Tonight we go back five hundred years in Japanese history when the story of the inu-hanyou and a young miko was first told.”

 

The girl retreated back behind the curtains, there were some shuffling noises, and the curtains opened again. Four girls dressed in the same manner as the first walked out moving so gracefully they almost floated, their faces pale with makeup. The music began to play softly at first with traditional instruments and they sang slowly and beautifully the beginning of the song in Japanese.

 

“What are they saying,” Miroku whispered.

 

InuYasha was the one to translate since he was the most fluent in Japanese,

 

“Beautiful maiden of the shrine,

Guardian to keep the jewel so pure,

Lonely maiden,

Lonely maiden,

She felt so alone;

Saving lives,

But who will save her?”

 

The music hit a sudden upbeat and the dancing the singing girls were doing took a little more modern turn and InuYasha continued to translate,

 

“The great protector of man,

Her protector the great dog,

Brave warrior,

Brave warrior,

Be brave for her;

Give her your sword,

Will you be the one to save her?”

 

After a while he spoke it as though he had sang the song himself so many times, the beautiful musical notes and the chants seemed to put him into some sort of trance. His eyes followed the curves and swinging of the dances as he absent mindedly spoke out the words to the song as the girls were singing them,

 

“Stay true dear lovers,

Stay true to your hearts,

Never give up,

No matter what;

Nothing standing in your way,

Nothing will stop them,

Draw your sword,

Use the jewel,

Show your power,

Have no fear

 

These two,

The dog,

The girl,

Reach out for each other,

And never let go.”

 

The song ended making InuYasha snap out of his trance; he blinked looking around as the song ended noticing that all of his friends plus the performer girls were looking at him. He had pretty much crawled over the table subconsciously trying to get closer to the sound of the music, looking like a complete moron and pervert that was just after the girls who were performing.

 

“I don't know what the hell you were saying,” Miroku's eyebrow cocked up slightly, “But can I ask you a question?”

 

InuYasha growled inwardly pushing himself off the table and sitting down again, “You're gonna ask anyway.”

 

“True,” he admitted before asking his question, “Who is Kagome?”

 

His heart almost stopped for a minute, “I don't know what you were talking about.”

 

“Don't deny it we all heard it,” Bankotsu gave him an odd look, “You were speaking some sort of gibberish and we would forever hear you saying the name of some girl named Kagome.”

 

InuYasha was the only one that wasn't speaking for some time, Shippo was silent for a good amount of time before he spoke, “I didn't know hanyou could speak the demonic language, their human side doesn't allow it to be taught to them. You kept chanting that song and say that girl's name after every verse.”

 

“So the dog boy does have it for someone,” Miroku said slowly poking InuYasha in the side, “Who is she and why have we not met her yet? Are you afraid we'll scare her away or something Yash? Don't worry we don't bite…hard.”

 

What would I have been saying Kagome's name, InuYasha slumped in his seat trying to hide himself from his friends who were to busy cracking jokes to notice that InuYasha wasn't listening, it can't be good if this is happening.

 

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I had been planning on having this out a little earlier but of course my internet had to crap out on me. You'll find if you read a lot of my stories that all technology hates me…you'll also find that I am afraid of flight attendants. (They are way to happy it just gives me the creeps)

 

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