InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome's Boom Box ❯ Walk Like An Egyptian ( Chapter 7 )

Kagome's Boom Box

Part 7

"What kind of song is this, Kagome?" the little boy beamed.

"This one is called 'Walk Like an Egyptian'" Kagome explained. "In my time, this song is already kind of old, but I still like to listen to it."

"What's an Egyptian?" Shippo blinked.

"It's someone from the country of Egypt." Kagome smiled. "A long time ago, before even you guys were born, the people of this land used to build giant pyramids as tombs for their dead kings. On the walls inside, they painted lots and lots of pictures of their way of life."

"Feh! Why bother painting it in a tomb if no one is going to see it?" spat Inu Yasha.

"Maybe they wanted future generations to know what happened to them if their culture ever vanished." Miroku suggested. "After all, we know little of the Ainu people of ancient times because they do not leave many things of their culture behind."

"How do you know that, houshi-sama?" Sango peered at the monk, surprised that he would have that kind of knowledge.

"I am a monk, Sango." He smiled politely. "I had to do a lot of studying to become who I am."

All the old paintings on the tombs

They do the sand dance, don't you know

If they move too quick (oh whey oh)

They're falling down like a domino.

"I know what a domino is!" Shippo giggled. "It's a game with blocks, like mah jongg!"

The little boy pulled out a magic leaf and plopped it onto his head to transform. When the little cloud dispersed, a mah jongg tile with boogey eyes just stood there, looking silly.

All the bazaar men by the Nile

They got their money on a bet

Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)

They snap their teeth on your cigarette.

"That's a mah jongg block, Shippo, not a domino!" Kagome laughed.

Shippo popped himself back into shape. This time, it was Sango's turn to ask some questions.

"Kagome, what is… a crocodile?" the taijiya asked. "Is it some kind of youkai?"

"Don't be stupid!" Inu Yasha growled. "There were only two youkai in Kagome's world, and one of them is dead, thanks to me!"

*CLANG!*

"Let Kagome finish what she was saying." Miroku whacked Inu Yasha gently over the head. "It's rude to interrupt!"

"Why you stupid-" Inu Yasha growled as he moved to pound the priest black and blue.

"Osuwari!"

*BASH!*

Inu Yasha's face hit the ground with an unpleasant crunch. He hissed and growled foul obscenities into the dirt.

"As I was saying," Kagome cleared her throat. "A crocodile is a big lizard, almost like a dragon, but smaller. It's got a long snout full of teeth that makes it look like it's always smiling, but it's very dangerous."

"Like this?" Shippo pointed to a little drawing he sketched in the dirt.

The picture looked like Kouryuu*, but with bigger, sillier-looking eyes and no wings. Inu Yasha peeled himself off the ground and glanced at it. He quickly turned the other way, knowing that if he looked at it a moment longer, he might actually laugh in front of the group, not something he wanted to do.

"Yeah, kinda like that…" Kagome nodded. "They live near water so that it's easier to sneak up on unsuspecting prey."

*SMASH!*

The group turned its attention to Sango, who had just brought Hiraikotsu down on Miroku's head. The perverted priest slowly withdrew his hand from the exterminator's rear end as a giant lump swelled on his head.

"Just like Miroku?" Shippo asked dryly, sweatdropping.

"Just like Miroku…" Kagome nodded reluctantly.

"Oi…" Inu Yasha simply shook his head and sighed.

Foreign types with the hookah pipes say:

Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh

Walk like an Egyptian.

"Do these Egyptians walk differently than the rest of us?" asked Inu Yasha, almost uninterested.

"No," Kagome replied. "but when you look at the paintings on the tomb walls, the people appear to be walking or dancing."

"What's it look like?" Shippo chipped in.

Kagome stood up with a smirk. She posed in the manner she had seen many people dance to this song before back home, with one arm up in front and the wrist bent and the other arm down behind her, also with the wrist bent. Shippo covered his mouth to hide his laughter, but his childish snickers slipped through.

"You're right…" Kaede remarked from inside. "It does resemble a dance of some sort."

The blonde waitresses take their trays

They spin around and they cross the floor

They've got the moves (oh whey oh)

You drop your drink, then they bring you more.

"Anybody thirsty?" Kagome asked as she pulled her backpack over to her and began to rummage through it.

"Do you have the fizzy one that I like?" Inu Yasha asked.

"Yup!" Kagome pulled out a can of Dr. Pepper and popped the tab open before handing it to the hanyou.

All the school kids so sick of books

They like the punk and the metal band

When the buzzer rings (oh whey oh)

They're walking like an Egyptian.

"Great," muttered Kagome. "Just what I need: another reminder of how sick I am of having to take tests back home."

"Why do you worry so much about them if you hate them so much?" Inu Yasha gulped his drink. "You rush back constantly for those stupid things you hate all the time when you'd be better off just shard-hunting with the rest of us! Why bother?"

"Because if I don't get good grades, I won't get into a good school!" Kagome explained to him what had to be the millionth time since they had met.

"Keh!" he muttered. "I thought only rich and snobby kids from noble families got to go to school."

"Like I've told you before, Inu Yasha." She pulled out a box of Pocky from her bag. "In my time, EVERYONE goes to school."

All the kids in the market place say:

Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh

Walk like an Egyptian.

"Show me how to walk like an Egyptian, Kagome!" Shippo smiled, his green puppy eyes pleading wordlessly just how much he wanted to learn the dance.

"Ok…" Kagome set down the Pocky box and stood up. "Just listen to the lyrics and follow my lead."

Not wanting to be left out, Sango and Miroku got up as well and watched Kagome's example.

Slide your feet up the street, bend your back

Shift your arm, then you pull it back

Life is hard, you know (oh whey oh)

So strike a pose on a Cadillac.

The four of them formed a sort of conga line without holding onto one another. Kagome stood in the front with Shippo behind her. Behind them stood Miroku, with Sango standing last in line.

Step by step, Kagome moved her arms and legs to the rhythm, and the others followed. Shippo was overjoyed at having learned something so new and different to him.

Catching onto the moves quickly, Miroku attempted to take advantage of the situation. When he moved one arm to reach behind him, he intentionally let his fingers reach for and brush against Sango's lower stomach. The monk didn't get the chance to make a second reach on the next switch, because the taijiya had pulled hard on his ponytail when she brought her hand up from behind her on the next move. Miroku kept a painful yelp to himself and continued dancing.

If you want to find all the cops

They're hanging out in the donut shop

They sing and dance (oh whey oh)

Spin the clubs, cruise down the block.

Kaede was laughing warmly at the dancing bunch. It was certainly familiar to some of the summer festival dances, but the little changes here and there added a special charm to it. Inu Yasha, on the other hand, only looked on at them in utter disgust. They had said that they wanted to relax, not get themselves more tired!

"Hey!" the hanyou barked. "If you idiots wanted to rest so badly, then why are you wasting your energy acting stupid like that?"

"Oh, come on, Inu Yasha," grinned Shippo. "It's really fun!"

"You can still join us if you want!" Kagome offered.

"No way!" Inu Yasha turned his nose up. "If you think for one minute that I'm gonna get up and act stupid like the rest of you, you'd have better luck betting on Naraku turning nice!"

All the Japanese with their yen

The party boys call the Kremlin

And the Chinese know (oh whey oh)

They walk the line like Egyptian.

"Feh!" Inu Yasha blew a couple of stray hairs out of his face. "Doesn't the stupid singer know how to stick to one topic instead of yammering about anything and everything?"

"I think it's funny how she does that!" said Shippo, who lost his balance and plopped down on his butt, but remained unfazed.

"Come on, Inu Yasha." Sango beckoned to the hanyou. "At least give it a little try."

"Fine!" Inu Yasha relented. "I'll do it once and then I had better not hear any more crap out of any of you for the rest of the night!"

The hanyou hesitantly got to his feet and attempted to imitate the strange dance the others were doing. Sango, Miroku, Shippo, and Kaede had to struggle to contain their laughter, but Kagome could only smile warmly.

"Thank you, Inu Yasha…" she thought, watching him. "for joining in, even if it is only for a moment…"

All the cops in the donut shop say:

Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh

Walk like an Egyptian

Walk like an Egyptian.

By now, Inu Yasha's face had gone from grumpy to a deep shade of red. They had to insist that he join them, and he was deeply regretting it. He caught on quickly like the others, but that didn't lessen the embarrassment any. Inu Yasha was only thankful that Kagome wasn't laughing at him like the other idiots.

Much to the hanyou's relief, the song soon came to an end and he promptly sat himself back down by the boombox. Shippo came bounding over and turned himself almost completely upside down rummaging through the CDs in Kagome's case. His furry little feet paused suddenly as he came upon a particular disk that looked interesting.

While Shippo was admiring the case, a familiar clawed hand wrapped itself around his fluffy tail and lifted him out of the case.

"Wrong bag, brat…" Inu Yasha grumbled, pointing to Kagome's supply bag, which he figured Shippo had been trying to look for snacks in.

"No," the fox replied, holding up the CD to Kagome. "I wanted to pick out another song."

"Oi!" Inu Yasha rolled his eyes. "Like we need more noise…"

"How does that one look, Kagome?" Shippo wagged his tail.

Kagome looked over the CD case and grinned evilly.

"You couldn't have picked a better one, Shippo…" she snickered, glaring suspiciously at Inu Yasha as she popped in the new disk…

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Whoa! I've been putting this one on hold! For shame on me! It's been hard getting inspiration to write for this, so this was an extra effort on my part.

*Kouryuu -- if you've watched the anime up until episode 68, then you know who this is. If you haven't, Kouryuu is a chibi dragon that hangs around with the very little sister of the late Thunder Brothers, Souten.

Oh, and in case you're wondering about that reference to the Ainu people, they are the indigenous people of northern Japan and often referred to as Caucasian. They were an ancient-living people, and were hunter-gatherers living in small villages up until the late 19th century. (Poitras, Gilles. "The Anime Companion: What's Japanese in Japanese Animation?". Stone Bridge Press; Berkeley, CA. 1999.)

The upcoming chapters for this fic have been, for the most part, already planned out, but I'll still be taking suggestions and adding some of them in along the way. At the suggestion of JeiC, whatever songs don't make it into this fic may very likely make it into the highly-likely sequel once this one is finished. Oh, and speaking of JeiC, an extra special thanks goes out to her for her help, ideas and inspiration for this fic.

Like it? Hate it? Got a suggestion for a song to use? Tell me! The more reviews I get, the more inspiration I get and the faster I write!