InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In Da Club ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )
Okay, I'll be honest wid ya...I have the first few chapters ready to roll!! But first, I decided that I'd put out the first chapter out as a sample...
Ya know...to see if you're interested. When I get a sufficient amount of reviews, (like only 5-10,) I'm promising to hurry my happy lil' butt to supply you with more!! *giggle*
This fic's kinda self-explanatory, but still...I'm sure you'll have fun!! *wink wink*
So it begins...
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.05.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Completed
He walked into the club.
The same club he'd walked in every Saturday since he'd seen her.
Her…
That…goddess. That beautiful woman who should have what she deserves.
Instead of working in this place.
His place.
Inuyasha hadn't wanted a business, but his father and brother both thought he should. He HAD told them that he might disappoint them, and his brother HAD said he'd rather see him own a smut-filled nightclub than be unemployed (sarcastically, of course). Inuyasha just wanted to see actual emotion running over Sesshomaru's face when he saw that his little brother had taken his advice.
Feh, he thought, I only did it to piss him off…and it worked.
Of course, he never thought he'd actually walk in to his own place like this, week after week. After having it constructed and set up, he gave management rights to his friend, Miroku, knowing that the hentai would probably do very well at running a club.
His club.
He also now gave Miroku a reason to grope women. And hopefully he wouldn't do it as much in public now, but it could swing both ways if he got addicted to slapping ass.
But, Inuyasha, Son of the Dynamo, didn't dream of walking back in here.
Infatuation...
He wanted to be left alone.
Lust…
He didn't give a damn to stay.
Greed…
He didn't give a fuck that she was the bartender.
Admiration…
Maybe he'll have just one drink.
Need…
He just wanted HER.
She was beautiful, with mid-length, raven hair and milky white skin. Hell, he knew he wasn't the only guy who had his eye on her.
Why do you think Miroku hired her?
Her shining grey-blue eyes just screamed determination. He just wanted her to scream…
His name.
"Hello, Inuyasha-sama," he felt the velvety, sultry voice wrap around him as he sat at the bar, "Care for the usual?"
When he nodded, Kagome smiled and winked at him before turning around to mix his drink.
Inuyasha admired her figure, daydreaming possibilities to run his hands over the dips and curves of her body. The bartender was wearing a gold, jewel-studded halter that only covered her back where her hair didn't, hugging in all the right places and making an upside-down `v' shape at her navel to show of her newest belly button ring: a dangling pear-shaped diamond. Her khaki mini skirt was also encrusted with jewels in a swirly pattern on the front and around the back. It had slits up the sides going dangerously high, showing off her gorgeous, shapely legs that were complemented by a pair of black, knee-high boots.
Fortunate enough, she sat across from him, handing him his mix while drinking a similar concoction, only the thin bar table separating them.
"How's life treated you lately, sir?" Kagome questioned, slightly leaning over the table, absently licking her lips.
How he'd like to do that for her, "Horribly. Thank Kami its Saturday."
"Another Saturday," Kagome pouted, leaning closer before breaking into a smug smile, "I love it."
She made him smirk, his eyes undeniably lustful, "Would you like to dance, Miss Kagome?"
She stood up, cocking one hip to the side with an eyebrow arched in amusement, "On one condition."
"Say it."
"Lose the `Miss'," she stated, already circling around the table. She turned back, shouting, "Sango! Take over for awhile!" before taking his hand and leading him through the much-too-crowded dance floor, never taking her eyes off of his amber ones.