InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I love to hear you scream: A story of Highschool Chaos ❯ Dancing ( Chapter 8 )

Kagome was growling to herself as she wiggled into the “clothing” Sango had bought for her. It was very un-Kagome-ish… and made her very uneasy. Her `dancing clothes' consisted of a jean skirt that was cut (she would swear) about 3 inches below her bottom, and just as the skirt was low on her hips, the damn shirt hung even lower around her breasts.

 

Sango was up to something.

 

Kagome grunted as she pulled the skintight fabric over her body. It was a simple black strapless top, but split down the front to show plenty of cleavage and had sewn in cups to lift her breasts perfectly. The split in the front was gathered together but 3 glittery buckles, sparkling with fake diamonds.

 

Yep, Sango was definitely up to something.

 

“Oi! Sango, I can't be seen in this! I look like a hooker!” she called to her friend from her room. Faint chuckling could be heard from the bathroom down the hall where Sango, was changing as well. Kagome walked over to her mirror to investigate her appearance.

 

To say the least, she did look “hot”. But Kagome wasn't really the kind of girl to go for “hot”. She was the simple and clean, naturally beautiful. She rarely wore cover up, and hardly ever any hair product. Well, other than her shampoos. The girl did, however, enjoy jasmine perfumes and soaps. But this… this was an outfit just asking to cause trouble. “I look like a damn hooker….” She grumbled again, this time to herself.

 

“Oh hush, you look fine!” said Sango, long hair swept down over her shoulders. Kagome starred at her, nearly stupefied. Why did she get to wear the jeans and her ass the mini skirt?!

 

“ What are you up to, honestly?”

 

Sango smiled and shrugged her shoulders. Kagome raised her brow at her, curiously wondering what the girl was hiding behind that smile. Growling to herself, she returned back to the mirror. It wasn't that she looked bad, no that definitely was not the case. The problem was that she looked too good. Her outfit cried, “TAKE ME HOME AND RAVISH ME!!” and Kagome certainly was not a “ravish me” kind of girl.

 

Her friend reached over her to grab a box of make-up. She then instructed Kagome to sit in a chair next to her so she could apply make up. Sango (of course) wore her usual red eye shadow. But this time she added a little blush, rosy gloss and mascara was added to her face. The girls fingers danced between indecision of two eye shadows; dark blue and crimson brown.

 

“I think the brown will look amazing,” She said in an amused tone, picking up the color and rubbed her finger lightly across the surface. She carefully dabbed Kagome's fluttering eyes and then used a small brush to smoothen out the texture. She then moved to the make-up box to find a suitable lip-gloss. Sango seemed satisfied after finally choosing a golden brown tone.

 

After a small about of eyeliner, mascara and a tint of blush added, the dark haired girl began to put the make-up away. After she was finished, Sango stood up proudly. “All done Kagome.”

 

Kagome sighed and got to her feet to peer in the mirror. She was surprised at the girl, no woman, staring back at her. There were no flaws, not one at all.

 

Sheesh, she never knew Sango was so amazing! The coloring she had used was just perfect for Kagome's skin. Honestly, sometimes the girl really was quite surprising. She was generally a tomboy, with a mean slap. But that didn't mean she didn't have her more girlish thing; like this for example.

 

…And at moments like this she seriously wondered.

 

“Now to the hair…” Sango said, massaging her chin as she thought. “Curls?”

 

Kagome dropped defeated into the chair once more. “Do as you will…” she grumbled, reclining lazily into the seat.

 

“I will.” Sango chuckled, reaching under Kagome's desk for the basket of curling and straightening supplies. She chose a curler and plugged it into the wall, casually leaning against the wall as she waiting for it to heat up.

 

 

After 1 hour of curling, a little moose and facing more of Sango's primping, the girls were finally off. Kagome couldn't help but feel the excitement rise in her belly. She hadn't been dancing in forever. Once upon a time, she really enjoyed it. But lately she had just been so involved with school and the band, she never really thought about it.

 

Sure, she was in a rock/metal band… but that doesn't mean she doesn't like other music, or can't dance. Oh yes, Kagome could dance. She and Sango had learned how to from years of forced dance classes, and for about 5 birthdays in a row, they had planned their birthdays at belly dancing galleries. It was always fun.

 

Sango was excited as well, though she was more capable at hiding it than Kagome. She had (somehow) managed to convince her little brother Kohaku to borrow his car. Which by the way, he was so lucky to get handed down to him by a very good, very rich, friend. It was a red mustang, fully loaded. This of course, meant Sango would have the stereo system blaring.

 

It was rare that her brother trusted his baby to anyone, so she must have done some reasonable bargaining. Sango loved his car, and damned him for being only 16 and having it.

 

The girl's exchanged laughs as the mimicked the words to the over played rap song. Kagome smirked and popped her non-existent collar and Sango pretended to brush off the invisible dust from her shoulders. They both burst into fits of laughter at the looks the people in the next car over gave them.

 

About fifteen minutes of stop lights and shopping strips they finally reached their destination. A tall, white building with neon lights illuminating the doors and windows greeted their eyes. Kagome looked over at her friend quizzically as she put the Mustang in park.

 

“What is this place?”

 

Sango smiled brightly and began to unlock herself from the car. “It's the newest club, they finished it a couple months ago.” She pulled on the door handle and began to climb out. “

 

“Tonight is the grand opening!” Sango shut the car door and stretched her limbs, explanation done.

 

First of all, the chocolate-eyed girl was normally not so chipper. It was like she had an extra skip in her step. She never really was very random either. In fact, she hardly even liked dancing at new clubs in the first place. Sango liked to go places where she knew she would be around people she at least knew by sight. It was some sort of trust-factor with her.

 

What was going on?

 

Kagome slid from her seat and shut the car door carefully. Her eyes explored a massive amout of people forming a long line outside the main entrance of this new club. Remembering her revealing attire, she instantly rapped her arms around her waist. Her heels clicked against the free asphalt as she walked, making Kagome feel as if she was creating a scene.

 

Bowing her head to hide the bright shade of red that was quickly flushing her face, she quickened her pace to catch up with Sango. Thinking that her friend was going to find a place in line, Kagome found her own spot expected Sango to come and stand right beside her.

 

But to her surprise, the girl kept walking.

 

Kagome blinked and scooted out of the line of people to jog up to Sango. “What are you doing? There is a line!” she chided, pointing in the direction of the back of the line. Her friend eyed her, and then shrugged her shoulders as she continued walking.

 

Growling slightly to herself, Kagome attempted to walk and pull her skirt down (which conveniently decided it was going to hike its way up her thighs) at the same time. Sango kept on walking, making the situation a little more difficult.

 

When she stopping, Kagome hadn't noticed and ran right into her. This caused Sango to bump into a rather large, hefty… and well, LARGE angry looking man. An explanation and apology immediately froze in her throat at the sight of him.

 

“Can I help you with something?” boomed bulky looking man. Kagome gulped and stuttered as she tried to explain, her ocean eyes growing wide. Looking desperately up at Sango, who only looked a little, surprised at the sudden connection. Moving quickly, the girl reached into the back pocket of her jeans and pulled out a plastic card.

 

“We're…well, she's performing,” she stated as Kagome opened her mouth to intrude. “She's on the list!” Sango insisted, ignoring friend's protests. She hand the man the card from her pocket and pointed her finer at his notepad. The bouncer eyed her suspiciously, and then began to search the list.

 

Kagome swallowed the tightness in her throat. What are you playing at? She thought as she shot a glaring look at Sango. Even if though she had attempted to look threatening, she had a feeling it didn't work. The dark-haired girl before her simply shrugged her off like it was nothing.

 

So finally the truth was rearing its ugly head… her flashy clothes, the nice car ride and the cutting in line. Sango had something to gain from this. Pulling on her arm, Kagome led the girl out of earshot from the bouncer.

 

“What is going on here?” she whispered, a hint of frustration in her voice.

 

“You are going to sing your little heart out and win us some appreciation.” Sango replied, very casually. Kagome rolled her eyes and released her friend. “…And give our little band some good exposure!” she added quickly, a gentle smile on her face.

 

“Alright ladies, all clear. You go on in an hour…“ he checked the list against. “-uh, Miss Higurashi.” Said the bouncer as if he was bored, returning from his clipboard. He handing the two a pair of bracelet passes (which they gratefully) placed around their wrists.

 

“Welcome to Club Taisho.”

 

“Thank you Sir!” Sango replied, grabbing Kagome's hand and hurrying in. She did not, however, notice how her friend's brilliant face had paled. The thumping of loud techno music had distracted her away from Kagome. Human bodies pressed into their own, laser lights shoots across the dancing crowds and the heat that had filled room brightened the girl's cheeks.

 

“Sango…” she started, as she was drug across the floor through the massive crowd. “Sango!”

 

Sango paused, a smile on her face as she looked back at her friend. “Yeah?” she asked, blinking slightly. Kagome moved to the girls ear so she would hear her better.

 

“This clubs name is `Taisho'?” she asked, her palms were becoming slightly sweaty. Was it the crowd of dancing bodies around her, or the thought of what this all could mean?

 

Sango blinked her dark eyes again, as if confused. “Yeah…?” she stated, urging Kagome to move on.

 

“Well, doesn't that seem sort of odd? A new club opens just around the time InuYasha shows up, with HIS last name?” she pressed, hoping her friend could explain it all to her. She didn't need another head on interaction with the Hanyou. He was confusing and frustrating as it was!

 

But the reaction on Sango's face was not what she had wanted to see. It was if something had just dawned on her, and there was nothing she could do about it. Oh, great. The pieces to the puzzle were falling into place. She just prayed that InuYasha would make an appearance…

 

After Sango managed to shout to her over the music, the girls shimmied their way into the crowd. She had convinced Kagome that this would be worth it, whether or not the Rich-Brat owned the place or not. They would have fun.

 

Since there were no other guys to dance with, (and Kagome really didn't like dancing with strangers) the girls began to grind against each other.

 

Sango turned in Kagome's arms, dipping her legs and bottom low. She then slid seductively back up her girl's front, followed by a slight pop from her chest. Kagome just laughed, taking the movement as a challenge for her to try something better. She turned to face Sango, rapping her arm casually around her neck and lifting her exposed left leg around her friend's hip.

 

She pushed her lower half lightly against Sango's only once before she untangled herself to slid slowly down the other girl's body. Sango placed a fake grin of `enticement' on her face and took Kagome's hand so she could move back up her body.

 

This act, however innocent to them, earned several whistles from the group around them…as well as a few dirty glares of poorly dressed girls. Kagome only rolled her eyes. Like those girls never danced with their best friends! As if!

 

The two friends paid no mind to the people around them. They were having fun!

 

 

Before they knew it, an hour had came and went. Their legs began to feel sore and their hearts were racing.

“I need to sit!” cried Kagome, wiping sweat from her brow. Sango nodded agreeably, and the both headed towards the bar.

 

Winding through the crowd of people, Kagome led her friend in the direction of the bar. She knew she would be performing soon, and the idea of singing some one else's music was making her heart race. It had been forever since she sang with just herself on the stage, and not her best friends jumping and thrashing around on their instruments. She needed water.

 

Reaching their destination, Sango gladly plopped down onto a red barstool as Kagome leaned tiredly on the glass counter. Her eyes wandered around for the bartender, but when she couldn't find him she looked for some sort of menu.

 

Sighing, Kagome lazily dropped her chin to rest in her palm. She tapped her fingernails on the counter's surface, a old habit of hers when she was bored. It wasn't until then did she notice the drink menu was posted beneath the clear surface of the counter.

 

Kagome ran her eyes over the list and since she wasn't really one for drinking (and neither was Sango) she figured two waters would be best. “Can…I help you?”

 

Kagome was about to answer as her eyes lifted from the drink menu, but the words caught in her throat. The only thing that her mind could comprehend was the man before her. Long white hair…

 

As amber eyes met ocean blue, Kagome's mouth ran dry. He looked mildly surprised as well, blinking once or twice before replacing the shocked look on his face with a cocky one. “How can I help you…ladies?”

 

“Wha…? I mean, umm two waters please!” She stuttered, suddenly becoming very subconscious of her appearance. Kagome shifted her weight in attempt to pull up her top, then tugged lightly on the jean skirt to adjust herself.

 

This of course caused those gorgeous eyes to make a quick flicker downward before they trailed back to the girl's face. “Two waters?” he said almost appreciatively, the same menacing tone in his voice.

 

Kagome nodded quickly, one of the well-treated curls Sango had worked on falling from her shoulders. InuYasha grinned, giving her another look over before going to the back to prepare their `drinks'. Taking the chance to get her friends attention, she jabbed Sango in the side.

 

“Ouch! What was that for?!” she growled, giving Kagome an annoyed look. The girl only pressed a finger to her lips and tipped her head in the direction of the hanyou. `It's HIM' she mouthed, and Sango's eyes widened in realization.

 

“So…” said InuYasha casually, turning around to hand the girls their drinks. “Didn't think I'd see little Miss Princess here.” He teased, eyes flashing with amusement at the glares he received.

 

“That's so funny,” Kagome started right back, smug look on her face. “I could say the same about you. Does your daddy own this place?” she hissed, playing with the plastic cup he had handed her. Sango chuckled slightly, sipping from her glass and pretending to blend in with her surroundings.

 

InuYasha growled, and lifted his chin defiantly into the air. “Actually no, this is my place. My dad is half way across the world managing other things.”

 

Kagome blinked. Half way across the world?

 

“Oi, what are you staring at wench?!”

 

Behind her, Sango practically choked on her water as Kagome threw her cup at InuYasha. “BAKA! My name is Kagome for the last time!!!” she shouted as the Hanyou ducked instinctively at her assault.

 

“What the fuck was that for?!” he shouted back, brushing off droplets of water that hand landed on him.

 

“For calling me a wench!”

 

“That's a freaking dollar you owe me! I was gonna be generous and give it to you for free, but screw that!” InuYasha snapped, crossing his arms over his chest. Kagome's eyes stared at him in disbelief before she reached into her back pocket and savagely pulled out some money.

 

“Here!” she growled, slamming the dollar onto the counter and stomping off into the crowd. Sango sweat dropped, finished gulping down her water and headed quickly off in the girl's direction.

 

Kagome pushed eagerly through the mass of people, red staining her cheeks from anger. Why did that stupid InuYasha have to be such an ass? Really! Its such a waste of good looks… the raven shook her head. No, she couldn't think things like that of such a jerk!

 

“KAGOME!” cried Sango, shoving her way through dancing couples. The girl turned, surprised to hear her friends voice. Had she been calling for me? She thought to herself as her friend finally caught up to her.

 

“They're calling for you!” Sango hissed, pulling on Kagome's arm.

 

“Who?” the girl asked, blue eyes filled with confusion.

 

Sango rolled her eyes, and nodded towards the stage. “The D.J, he want's all competitors to report up there…”

 

Kagome's throat felt unusually dry. She had to perform…in front of InuYasha.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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.AN

 

My goddess I am so sorry this took me so long!! I hope you enjoyed this chappie!! WARNING: The next chapter will have some limey situations… so beware!