InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inu-182 ❯ Let's Go Clubbing ( Chapter 4 )

So, I was listening to some Blink on my old trusty mP3(which, ironically, I haven't used since March), and I thought, while Imagining Inu and Miroku singing and Kouga playing the drums, What does this remind me of?

You guessed it.

So here it is, the (hopefully) long-awaited Chapter Four.

-------------------------------------------------

When she woke up, she swore she could smell Inuyasha, and someone breathing next to her.

Not to mention she was only in her panties and Inuyasha's shirt.

Slowly, she turned her head and saw a smirking face and golden eyes half-lidded in sleep next to her, the dog ears on his silver head twitching.

“Morning, Kagome.” Inuyasha mumbled, pinching himself to get up.

The memories of last night, or, as PEOPLE would call it, yesterday morning.

“Morning,” she replied. “Dude, I was in a total food coma last night.”

“I could tell. You were the equivalent of a rock and a log spawn.” he laughed a little at his joke, and Kagome knocked him over the head.

“Very funny, now go do your stuff in the bathroom before I go in there.”

As Inuyasha flew into the bathroom, Kagome gathered some of the clothes that she had kept at Inuyasha's house from the bottom drawer, taking a random pink shirt and black jeans.(an. My personal favorite colors. X3). She also took a pair of black socks, a light pink bra and matching light pink panties.

“Bet he's screwed with these a couple times,” she mumbled as she pulled them on, and put on the bra.

She was pulling on her pants, still no shirt on, when Inuyasha walked out of the bathroom, looking very clean, and stared at Kagome.

Rather, Kagome's upper torso.

“Oh my God, Kagome, when did you get jugs like that?” Inuyasha kept staring.

“Quit gawking and go...go...go do something, not here!” was Kagome's angry reply.

“God, Kag. I'm not even freakin' dressed yet. What'll Mom think?”

True, he was merely in a, now rather tight, pair of boxers.

Kagome looked down.

“OH, GOD, MY EYES!,” she threw the back of her hand on her forehead, as Inuyasha turned around hurriedly. “And wait, how is it that you get a freakin' boner just staring at my breasts?”

Truth be told, he wanted to say, I was also having thoughts about those breasts.

But a nosebleed seemed all the more efficient.

Soon, while Kagome was stuffing tissues up Inuyasha's nose, Inuyasha had secretly and quickly pulled off his boxers and changed into clean ones, and was now in the process of putting on a pair of ripped black jeans. Kagome was still in her bra, with her pants three-quarters of the way on.

And that's when Izayoi stepped in to check on them.

Kagome pulled her pants up the rest of the way and ripped on her shirt, and Inuyasha zipped his jeans, both fumbling around the room, picking up clothes.

“Inu,” Inuyasha's mother looked stern. “Please tell me what, exactly, you and your girlfriend were doing.”

“B-but...Kagome's not my girlfriend, and I-,” Izayoi looked appalled.

“Inu, do you think cheating is a good thing?”

“No, no, Mrs. Takahashi. I...we...after Inuyasha's show last night, we went out for ramen. It was already like 4 am by the time we got back, and I have a little brother at home, and...” Kagome was cut off by Izayoi coming up and patting the 24-year-old on the shoulder.

“I know, I know, and then your raging hormones told you to have sex.” she cooed calmly, while Kagome flushed.

“N-no! That's not what happened! I-We-we didn't-“ she stuttered.

“Dear, you can't be over 21, right? You look like you're 16.” Izayoi frowned.

“Mom, she's 24. Can we please end this conversation so Kagome can get dressed?” Inuyasha sighed.

“Fine,” Izayoi breathed. “Breakfast is at ten.”

“Ten!” Inuyasha and Kagome said in unison.

“Weren't you supposed to meet Kikyou at ten?” Kagome bit her fingernail.

“Yeah, or else she'll tell Daddy,” Inuyasha stormed across the room, looking at the clock. “And it's 9:37!” he yelled, exasperated.

“Don't worry, Inuyasha...I guess.”

“Have you ever faced the wrath of Kikyou before?”

“No.”

“Then no talking, and come with me. Grab the keys, we're both going to meet Kikyou, together, and she's gonna like you, whether she wants to, or not.” Inuyasha fumed, tossing a hairbrush Kagome's way, and striding out of his room, Kagome following suit.

--Front door to the Gikunshi mansion, 9:58 am

Inuyasha rang the doorbell while Kagome kind of stood behind him. Knowing Kikyou since second grade, she knew that her outbursts, few that there ever were, were fierce.

About ten seconds later, a winded Kikyou slammed the door open, and screamed, “INU-CHAN!!” like a second-grader.

“Yes, yes, hi, Kikyou.” InuYasha said, as if trying to calm an overactive puppy.

Kikyou glared at Kagome. “Like, what are you doing here?”

“For your information, Queen Bitch, I'm InuYasha's best friend, so please lay off.” Kagome replied smartly.

”How dare you! Inu-chan's gonna, like, kill you for calling me, like, Queen Bitch, and all!” Kikyou whined. “Right, Inu-chan?”

“No, Kikyou. Kagome is my friend, and I'd never think of hurting her on purpose or, much less, at your command.” InuYasha said coolly.

“What?!” Kikyou screamed, “I'm so gonna tell Daddy!” she attempted to run back inside the house, but Kagome had grabbed her by the hem of her little Versace sweater, turned her around, and slapped her across the face.

“Listen up,” Kagome fumed, “because this is the last time we're saying this, You! Are! Too! Old! To! Be! A! Tattletale!” With each word, a slap came along with it. “Got it?”

InuYasha slowly backed away, afraid of Kagome's wrath this time.

Kikyou started sobbing whinily. “Yeeeesss!!”

“Good. Naw next time, don't call him, he'll call you.” Kagome walked away and got into the car with InuYasha.

--In the car, 10:23 am

“Kag, I gotta say, that was the first time I've ever seen you so pissed!” InuYasha smiled.

“I know, it was cool, huh?” Kagome smiled, too. “Actually, I've wanted to do that ever since she turned into a bitch in tenth grade.”

“Really?” he looked at her.

She giggled. “Yeah.”

After about a minute of silence, InuYasha cleared his throat.

“What?” Kagome asked.

“Uh...”

“What?” she asked again.

“...uh...um...” InuYasha kept his eyes on the road as a faint blush made its way across his nose.

“Jeez, spit it out!” Kagome said, looking at him.

“Well...uh...,” he pulled on his t-shirt collar. “YesterdayattheramenshopwasreallyfunandIwaswonderingifyouwantedtogoso mewheresometimewithmeagain.” he took a deep breath, and sighed it out.

“Wait...what?” Kagome looked puzzled.

“Just...do you want to go out somewhere, just the two of us?”

“Like a...date?” Kagome blushed.

“Y...yeah. Are you free tonight, or do you have a show?” InuYasha was getting anxious.

“No, I'm showless until July 4th, remember? We're opening for you guys.”

“Oh yeah. So, do you wanna do something tonight?”

“You name the time and the place, I'll be there.”

“Uh...I'll pick you up at seven in front of your house?”

“Location, doofus.” Kagome smiled.

“Uh...I'll...I'll think of one, don't worry.” he replied cockily, albeit a little shyly.

“Alright...look, we're almost to my house,” Kagome's eyes widened. “Aw, shit.”

InuYasha looked at her. “What?”

“I forgot my box of fuckin' tampons!”

He grimaced. “Gross.”

“I'll get them the next time I come to your house.”

“Which I hope will be soon.” InuYasha made a face, then pointed out the shrine where Kagome lived. “Here we are, mademoiselle. I was greatly honored today as your personal chauff-Ow!” Kagome had knocked him upside the head again. “Shit! Ow!” he cursed.

“Goodbye, Inu-san.” Kagome stomped into her home.

Inu sighed. “Seven o'clock, then.” he closed the door, and sped off.

--InuYasha's room, 6:32 pm

“Fuck!” InuYasha cursed. “I don't have any idea what to wear!” he stormed across his room, trying to decide on casual or formal.

Casual, to him, was dinner at a generic restaurant and a movie.

Formal, dinner at the Aki-ha.

So he was stumped.

Treat Kagome to a nice dinner, or go casual with a movie?

“What the fuck is wrong with me?!” InuYasha yelled at himself. He was usually the decision-meister, the first one to order, but now?

I fret over a girl!

InuYasha looked at the clock, cursed again, and pulled on a pair of jeans and a semi-tight, dark red button-down shirt, and he neatly rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, and put on a pair of dark red and black Vans. He attached the anklet to his ankle, and gathered his hair into a ponytail at the nape of his neck.

He sighed. The tabloids are gonna go nuts, seeing me with someone other than Kikyou.

Whatever.

He looked at the clock, ran downstairs, hugged his mother goodbye, and rushed out the door.

--Outside Kagome's home, 6:57 pm

I can't wait for Kagome to come out...our very first date!! InuYasha thought anxiously, looking at Kagome's doorstep from his car window. Along his drive, he had ditched the dinner and a movie idea, and had move don to another, better one--going to a club.

“I just hope she's ok with it,” he sighed.

When he looked back up, he saw Kagome, dressed in jeans and a sparsely-glittered red tank that reached just above her midriff and her hair in a ponytail, walking towards his car, waving.

“Sorry I'm late. I had to pry Souta off of me. He wanted to come, too,” she sighed as Inu got out of the car and opened her door for her.

“Yeah, I know. You'd think the kid'd wanna rape me.”

“InuYasha!” she scowled at him.

Ever since Souta got to hear the band live in concert, he'd deemed himself their biggest fan, though, at 12 years old, and standing at 4'11 was definitely not a helping matter to his claim.

“I know, I know, I'm sorry.” he chuckled.

“So,” Kagome sighed and looked at him, “where are we going?”

“You'll see.” he replied.

He was still so jumpy and excited! What was wrong with him?!

About 20 minutes later, Kagome squealed.

“Come on! We have to be there now!”

“Almost, so shut up. See?” he pointed to where they were going, off in the distance. “We're almost there, Kag.”

She sighed. “Ok.”

She squealed again when they actually got to the club.

“Inu!” she bounced up and down. “I haven't been to a club in so long!”

“Ouch, Kagome,” Inu covered the imaginary ears on top of his head, “you know that squealing hurts me.”

“Oh god, I'm so sorry, Inu-san!” she bit her nail.

“It's alright...just please keep your voice down. The fact that we're going to be in a club is enough.” he replied, opening her door for her.

When she got out, InuYasha fixed his collar. “Hey...is it cool if I...hold your hand?”

Kagome cocked her head. “Sure,”

He slowly slid his hand in hers, and they walked into the club together, him showing them their IDs.

--Inside the club

“Inu, can we get something to drink before we hit the dance floor?” Kagome smiled, pointing to the section of the club with booths, tables, chairs, a bar, and a guy passed out on a table. He nodded and led her to the bar. “Inu, why don't you order a drink and I'll just have something light, so I can drive home. I know how hammered you can get.”

“Sure.” he replied, and turned to the waiting bartender. “Vodka and water for me, and a beer for the lady.” the bartender nodded and got to fixing their drinks.

“InuYasha,” Kagome hissed, “why'd you order me a beer?”

“That's the lightest alcoholic beverage I can think of, unless you wanted some of that fag lemonade,” he replied, smirking.

She scowled. “Fine.”

When their drinks came, InuYasha chugged his, and Kagome took light sips every now and then.

“Honestly, Kagome, I think dancing is lame.” Inu said, paying the bartender for their drinks.

She looked at him and frowned. Looks like I screwed up and said something bad again. InuYasha thought bitterly. What does she think of me? I just noticed that my hair is a mess. I didn't know what to wear, and I'm nervous around women. This date is going nowhere fast... he fumbled with his glass for a while, contemplating, while Kagome had ordered an appetizer.

“...sha. InuYasha! Snap out of it!” Kagome was snapping her fingers under his eyes.

“What?” he looked at Kagome.

“I said, do you want some calamari?” she asked, looking as patient as ever.

“Oh. Oh...no thanks. I don't know why, but I really don't feel like eating.” he replied.

She looked as if she were contemplating something. “Huh...that's not like you.”

“I...yeah. I know. It's just...weird.”

“Well, we're at a club.” Kagome looked at him, with those big, glassy, cerulean eyes.

“Please...” InuYasha turned away. Don't look at me with those eyes of yours.

“Please what?” Kagome kept on staring at him, waiting for an answer.

“It's nothing,” he quickly changed the subject, “I guess a couples dances would be in order.”

While on the dance floor, a familiar song started playing.

“Heart of Glass,” Kagome laughed, “Isn't that ironic?”

You'd notice Kagome's voice from anywhere: soft and melodic at times, and hard and pounding other times, and sweet and seducing other times. It was truly a blend, and Heart of Glass was Kagome's most favorite song that she ever did.

“Yeah...look, everybody's staring at u...you.” InuYasha scowled, and “accidentally” stomped on one of the men that were staring at Kagome with his foot.

“Fucker,” he said under his breath. He felt jealousy towards everyone in the club.

I only wish it was just you and me, Kagome. InuYasha sighed as he kept dancing.

“Inuyasha...?” a slow song came on.

“What?”

“Do you want to...kiss me?”

The dreaded moment.

“N-...y-...yeah.” he sighed.

“Then do it, you idiot.”

Their lips were mere inches apart, already. InuYasha softly, and slowly closed the gap, his eyes shut tight. C'mon, I've done this before. I can do it again!

His lips landed on the corner of her mouth.

“Wha...” her eyes widened.

God, I missed the fuckin' target. Smooth, Takahashi, real smooth. He mentally slapped himself, and tried again, this time hitting the mark.

After that night, he went home and wrote a song.

 

---------------------

OMG did any of you guys see the misspelling of “InuYasha” in the Anime Expo part of the Register?!

That was so fuckin' stupid.

“Inuyashi.”

That's so fuckin' stupid.

So fuckin' stupid.

So fuckin' stupid.

So fuckin' stupid.

So fuckin' stupid.

DO YOU GET HOW MEAN IT WAS?

And now I'm sad.

SAAAAAAD SOOONGS....

ON THE MP3 PLAYEEEEER.

D;

Next time, friends, next time.

--psycho