InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Leave it in the past ❯ A Passionate Prom Night ( Chapter 7 )

Hey people! Here's chapter seven! Hope you like it!!Oh and here's the links for the dresses that the girls wear. . http://www.zenhobo.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/200 9-prom-dress-from-terani-3.jpg,&nb sp;

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Chapter seven: A Passionate Prom Night

 

“Thank the gods exams are over,” Kagome said joyfully.

 

Sango laughed. “You're so lucky you don't have to go high school any more after this,” Sango said.

 

“I know! But it was damn hard,” Kagome said.

 

“How's Rin doing?” Sango asked.

 

“She's doing just fine. She's been going to school for three weeks and I think she really likes it,” Kagome said, “the boys definitely like her. She was asked out four times her first week.”

 

“Lucky little girl,” Sango laughed.

 

They walked down the hall together, going to get ready for the prom that was going to happen that night. The school had had to postpone it until after exams because they felt that most students weren't prepared and prom would divert their attention.

 

“Are you going to the party at Inuyasha's house after the prom?” Sango asked.

 

“I didn't know there was one,” Kagome said.

 

“Well you have to come. I don't want to be alone with Bankotsu,” Sango said.

 

“I really don't think Jakotsu would want to. He is, after all, only going with me because we're friends,” Kagome said.

 

“you don't have to have a date,” Sango said desperately as they pushed through the doors.

 

“I don't want to feel like the third wheel,” Kagome said.

 

“Please? He makes me nervous. Apparently, he doesn't get that we're just friends,” Sango said.

 

“Fine. I'll talk Jakotsu into coming,” Kagome said, opening her car door.

 

Sango went over to the other side and opened the door. “Thank you, a million times, thank you,” Sango said.

 

Kagome laughed, starting the car.

 

When they got to Kagome's house, they told Kagome's mom that they were going to get dressed and hurried up to Kagome's room. Kagome pulled out Sango's dress out first. It was a pretty black dress that would fit to her body with no puffy skirt, showing off her curves. Next was Kagome's corset dress. It was a bright white color. It laced up in the back and was trimmed in black. It slightly flared out at her hips and had pretty white laced ruffles flowing down from there.  

 

Kagome pulled her dress on and looked in the mirror. She looked absolutely different in this dress. It accentuated her breasts, brought out the narrowness of her waist, and made her skin look eloquent. She pulled her curled hair back, kiss curls around her face like Taylor Swift's hair in Love story. She smiled into the mirror.

 

“Kagome,” Sango said in an awed voice. She turned and looked at her friend.

 

“God I wish I had a body like that,” Kagome giggled.

 

“You look ten times better than I do, Kagome,” Sango said.

 

“No, I don't,” Kagome said, pulling her friend over to her and messing with her hair. When she was done, her hair was half pulled up, making a slight dome toward the back of her head, and her hair softly curled over her shoulders.

 

“Now look,” Kagome said, turning her friend toward the mirror.

 

“Kagome… Thank you,” Sango said excitedly.

 

“How about we say that we both look hot,” Kagome said teasingly.

 

“I'm not going to argue,” Sango said.

 

Kagome slipped her heels on and handed Sango hers. They started down the stairs.

 

“Oh my goodness. You girls, look so beautiful,” Kagome's mother said.

 

“Thank you, Okaasan,” Kagome said.

 

Kagome looked over at Rin, who was sitting beside her mother. Rin was smiling slightly, her wide eyes brighter than ever.

 

“Give us hugs,” Kagome said, holding her arms out so that they could. Sango and Kagome hugged the two woman and went out the door, getting in Kagome's car.

 

They arrived at the school fifteen minutes later, getting out and going into the decorated gym. They met their dates at a table, sitting down. Of course, Kagome thought bitterly, they would have to sit with Inuyasha looking so hot in black and white and Kikyou, looking like she just hopped out of a fashion magazine.

 

Kagome looked at the other people at the table. Sango was trying to pay attention to Bank, her eyes straying occasionally to Miroku and Ayame. Kagome felt so sorry for the girl she thought of as a sister.

 

“I want to dance, Jakotsu,” Kagome said, smiling at her date.

 

“Um…I'd love to, but I can't dance,” he said, smiling sheepishly at her.

 

“Oh,” Kagome said, looking really disappointed.

 

“I'll dance with the lovely Kagome,” Miroku said, standing and bowing.

 

“Thanks, Miroku,” Kagome said, getting up and following Miroku to the dance floor.

 

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Inuyasha had tried all night to keep his eyes off Kagome with little success. She looked absolutely beautiful with that dress on, her skin glowing from the pure white of the silk and her dark blue eyes sparkling with excitement for her first and last prom. He heard her bell-like laugh and looked over where she and Miroku were dancing. Miroku was spinning her around and around so much that she looked like a dizzy drunk, some of her hair coming out of the arrangement and flowing around her face. He couldn't deny that she looked absolutely gorgeous.

 

When the song was over, Kagome plopped down into her seat, her cheeks pink from either the exertion or Miroku being a pervert. Her eyes were wide and she was smiling at everyone at the table.

 

“I have resolved to dance with everyone at the table, so Sango, you come here,” he said jokingly, pulling Sango to her feet and pulling her to the dance floor.

 

Kagome giggled at her friend then turned to Jakotsu. “I'm going to teach you how to dance and you better not flake out,” she said, standing and giggling when her date grimaced and followed like he was going to the gallows.

 

Inuyasha looked over at his girlfriend. “You want to dance or just sit here,” he asked.

 

“We can dance once, but I don't want to mess up my dress,” she said, standing.

 

It turned out Kikyou didn't know how to dance. The dancing she did wasn't… appropriate for the song. He looked behind Kikyou at the couple dancing behind them. Kagome was laughing as Jakotsu looked down at his feet and tried not to step on her toes. Kagome pulled her dates face up to look at hers and they just stared at each other. She smiled slightly as Jakotsu tried to kiss her, turning her head away.

 

He couldn't help but be satisfied that Kagome didn't like the guy like that and he was startled by how hurt he would've been had she accepted the kiss. He looked back over at his date who was waving at a football player and smiling coyly. He cleared his throat and raised his eyebrow at her. She ignored him.

 

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Sango was trying not to be too stiff in Miroku's arms, but she was finding it very difficult when he couldn't keep his eyes from straying to the front of her dress, which was what he was doing now. She cleared her throat and smacked his arm when he didn't respond.

 

“Sorry,” he said.

 

“Whatever,” she said, looking away from him.

 

“You just look really… good in that dress,” he said.

 

“Of course I do because if I didn't, you wouldn't have even noticed me,” she said huffily, trying to create some space between them.

 

“That's not true,” he said, his eyebrows coming together.

 

Sango was silent, looking away from.

 

Miroku turned her face toward him so she was looking at him, deciding this was the moment of truth.

 

“Sango, I do notice you. More than I should,” he said, looking deeply in her eyes.

 

“Then why are you here with Ayame?” she asked, hurt coloring her voice.

 

“You already had a date,” he said, “Ayame was sort of a last minute thing.”

 

“I only went with Bankotsu because you didn't ask me,” Sango said, looking confused.

 

“I was trying to get up the nerve to ask you and when I finally did, Kagome said you already had a date,” he said softly.

 

She slapped his arm. “You shouldn't have waited so long,” she said angrily, “now Bandkotsu thinks we're dating.”

 

“Huh?” he asked disbelievingly.

 

“Your date looks like she's getting mad. The song is over and we're still dancing,” Sango said, letting go of his shoulders and trying to step away.

 

He didn't let go.

 

“Miroku, you have other people to dance with,” she said, pulling his arms off and hurrying to the table blushing when her date asked what that was all about.

 

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Kagome giggled as she sat down with Jakotsu after they'd danced almost two songs.

 

“I felt like a big goof,” Jakotsu said, blushing.

 

“You're not a big goof. And you danced very well for a first timer,” Kagome said.

 

He laughed. “Whatever Kagome.”

 

Inuyasha came to sit down, his date dancing with Miroku. Kagome looked over at where said date was. She was flirting unabashedly with Miroku, dancing like a slut, Kaogme thought. Inuyasha looked kind of sad and lonely as he looked over his face, a painful grimace playing over his face as he saw his dates behavior.

 

“Inuyasha, do you want to dance,” she heard someone say. Only when he looked at her did she realize that it was her who'd said it.

 

“Why would I want to dance with you?” he asked sullenly.

 

“You looked kind of sad,” she said, turning her nose up at the hanyou's rude tone, “I was just trying to be nice, but if you're going to be an asshole…”

 

“O.k. C'mon,” he said standing.

 

“Really?” she asked surprised.

 

“Yeah,” he said, starting to the dance floor.

 

She followed, looking over as she passed kikyou, who was shimmying against Miroku as he looked uncomfortable and kept shooting glances and Sango.

 

Inuyasha stood waiting for her. She stopped in front of him, taking his hand in hers. They were silent as they danced, Inuyasha looking off where his date was. Kagome thought he was disappointed that he was dancing with her and not his drop-dead gorgeous date, but he was really just trying not to stare at her and keep his breath normal.

 

“I'm sorry,” she said.

 

“About what?” he asked.

 

“About how you're date's acting,” she said.

 

He looked surprised that she'd said that, but nodded. “That makes two of us.”

 

“I know how much you like her,” she said.

 

“How can you tell,” he asked, again looking shocked.

 

“The way you look at her… It's kind of obvious,” she said.

 

“Oh,” he said, a pained look coming to his face, “you don't seem to like you're date.”

 

“How can you tell?” she asked sarcastically.

 

“The way you look at him… It's kind of obvious,” he said teasingly.

 

“Yeah. We're just friends,” she said.

 

“Well… You don't need him anyway. I'm sure you'd be fine on your own. You've worked hard,” he said.

 

“That's the nicest thing a high school guy has said to me all year,” she said.

 

He smiled, looking over at his date.

 

Before she'd thought about it, her lips were pressed to his soft cheek.

 

They looked at each other for a long time and before they knew it, Inuyasha's face was descending toward Kagome's and their lips were locked together passionately. When they'd finally come to their senses, their arms were tightly locked around one another.

 

Kagome was the first one to push Inuyasha away. “What the hell was that?” she asked angrily.

 

“Hey, don't get mad at me wench. You kissed me first,” he said.

 

“On the cheek!” she exclaimed.

“Well you kissed me back,” he said.

 

“I did not,” she said, blushing.

 

“What the hell ever,” he said.

 

She huffed as she hurried away from him, the feel of the great kiss still on her lips, making her go crazy with longing for the jerk.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hope you guys like this chapter. I'm sorry that there's not that much detail about Kagome's year of high school, but I'm trying to fit a year in a very limited chapter frame so just bare with me.It'll fall into place later.

 

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