InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love Exchange ❯ Preparations ( Chapter 6 )

Love Exchange

 

Chapter Six: Preparations

 

 

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Author's Notes: Alright I know I said this would be out Wednesday but I was like really busy so please forgive me. Anyways here it is enjoy and please REVIEW! Thanks also if you're a naruto fan check out a story by cottoncandyskies called Nightengale

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I was having a pretty rough week so far. I had officially learned how to walk properly on a catwalk, learn about the company and things necessary for modeling, but my week was rough because everywhere I seemed to go the paparazzi were there, in my face, asking me all sorts of questions.

 

I had even seen my face a dozen times in a few different magazines and even on TV. The paparazzo was desperately trying to get me in to an interview. I remembered just yesterday I went to a store to buy some snacks and I was mauled their watching my every move.

 

Even more so, random people just keep popping up and asking for my autograph. The most annoying thing is when I'm walking on the street and someone mistakes me for this Kikyo woman. Which happens a lot.

 

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Makura had no clue what exact personal information she was looking for. Why had Naraku called instead of Kikyo? Makura continued to search around, what did it matter if it was Kikyo or Naraku? As long as she got her Sesshomaru she didn't really care.

 

Makura was heading out of Sesshomaru's bedroom when she saw a framed note that caught her eye. It was extremely puzzling,

 

“Hidden deep within,

the one you love,

brings forth,

a divine treasure.”

 

Makura was about to write it down but the door slowly opened and she disappeared in the shadows.

 

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Sesshomaru quickly put on his winter jacket, he was more than ready to go home. He looked under his calendar for his key but it wasn't there, but that was quite impossible since he never put it anywhere else, and it was always there until he left.

 

Sesshomaru sighed deeply, way too tired to really care at the moment. He really shouldn't have stayed up weeks at a time, but the business was important to him for one reason. On his way out he looked at the picture in a golden frame of his father and Izaiyoi.

 

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“Hmm. Makura, do some research on it for me, the closer we get to my object of desire is how much closer we get to yours. Always remember that.” Naraku hissed the ending and hung up.

 

Makura sighed. What exactly did he want? It would be so much easier if he had just told him. She went online and looked up desirable items.

 

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Step, step, turn, and in. It was all so confusing to me. I had never been able to dance other than club dancing which was totally different. Now evidently she was forced to learn waltzing for the ball, I was so tired I was deciding whether to quit the job and make some other girl's happy day. After all was this was I really wanted?

 

The dance teacher shouted more things to me as I tripped and fell over my feet or his, I wasn't sure nor did I care. I wanted to be a journalist, get married, have kids, and die. Being a celebrity whore and have false stories was not the life I wanted.

 

“Useless! Absolutely useless!” The dance teacher known as Okkuu Baijii. He walked out of the room. I just laid down on the cool wood floor. It felt nice.

 

“What are you doing?” A calm voice said from across the room, it made me jump. I sat up and saw Sesshomaru standing a few feet away from me. “He was teaching me to dance but I couldn't so he gave up. What are you doing here?” He stared at me for a moment. Then he offered me his hand.

 

“What do you want?” I snapped at him, a little angry at his actions from the past week. “Stand up.” He gave a simple command which meant to be obeyed. I slowly stood up. He walked over to the radio across the room and put on a random slow song.

 

“Its better with music.” He said and came back over to me. What exactly was better with music? I gave a hard gulp, just what was he planning to do? As he neared me I started to back up fearing the worst possible, I slammed my eyes shut as he came just inches apart.

 

I peeked one of my eyes open, his calm face was beautiful. I could softly hear the music in the background. “I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me.”

 

“Alright Ill show you how to dance.” He whispered to me softly. He put one hand on my waist and took my right hand in his ever slow gently.

“I still feel your touch, in my dreams”

 

I closed my eyes again and inhaled. I looked at him and placed one of my hand on his shoulders, the other already entwined with his hand.

“Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why, without you its hard to survive”

 

He softly whispered instructions in my ears, and suddenly they became crystal clear.

“Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling. And every time we kiss, I swear I can fly.”

 

We moved slowly but swiftly over the wooden floor that we were practicing on. I was lagging just a bit, but not tripping. “Can't you feel my heartbeat fast, I want this to last. Need you by my side.”

 

It was different now. He was calm and patient with me, not spitting insults at me like he had been doing the whole week, “Cause every time we touch I get this feeling, and every time we kiss I swear I can fly.”

 

Gradually I began to dance smoothly, like it was natural. The song played on as we danced forgetting where we were.

 

“Can't you feel my heart beat fast,
I want this to last
need you by my side

'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static
And every time we kiss I reach for the sky
Can't you hear my heart beat slow
I can't let you go
want you in my life”

 

It was truly amazing. A week ago I hadn't expected to even enter the Modeling competition and here I was, dancing with Japans most wanted bachelor. Any girl would envy to be in my place.

 

“Your arms are my castle
Your heart is my sky
They wipe away tears that I cry
The good and the bad times
We've been through them all
You make me rise when I fall”

 

I stared into his golden eyes. I didn't know what but they were so captivating just like hypnotism. A spell placed on her. Kagome stumbled a bit.

” 'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling
And everytime we kiss I swear I could fly
Can't you feel my heart beat fast,
I want this to last
need you by my side”

 

We finally stopped dancing. But I hadn't really noticed.

 

“'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static
And every time we kiss I reach for the sky
Can't you hear my heart beat slow
I can't let you go
want you in my life”

 

We just stood there for a minute. It was just kind of awkward. They had meet a week ago, fought many times, and they had such danced so perfectly together.

 

“Alright you useless—“ Okkuu stopped in mid sentence. “Oh my Lord! What are you doing here?” Okkuu squirmed uncomfortably.

 

Sesshomaru started to walk out. “Just cleaning up your mess.” He said as he passed by Okkuu.

 

Okkuu muttered his apologies and began to teach me over again. Luckily I got it this time, but it just wasn't the same.

 

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Sango sat in Miroku's office and munched on a candy bar. “Alright are you ready?” Miroku asked Kagome. They had gathered some people to act as a crowd to prepare her for TV.

 

“Sure.” I felt uneasy even though I knew it was only a test. I can do this. I chanted in my head.

 

“Alright then, here we go.” He roughly shoved me out the door and announced her, just like a real model show. I walked down the catwalk and looked at all the people. My face got really hot and I quickly retreated back to Miroku's office.

 

“Well?” I said. I though I had done pretty darn good.

 

“Hmm, no tripping this time but—“ He replayed me my cat walking scene. “Your face is redder than a tomato and you have a look of utter horror to add to that.” Miroku sighed. `Alright lets try again you'll get used to it.”

 

It took me about 25 times to actually get every thing right. But it was better than nothing. I was exhausted. And I didn't know what to do. I mean for sure I was participating in the Winter Model show but what about after that? Would I stay a model or would I continue my college career?

 

I needed time to think be the winter model show was nearing fast, I didn't even have a whole week left to think about it and the show was making me fret so much.

I just grabbed my car keys, said my goodbyes, and left the building. Id think about this later I had more things on my mind right now. I was almost to my car in the parking lot, while reading my email on my phone I bumped into someone. My cell phone dropped.

 

“Im so sorry---“ I got up to apologize but was quickly cut off. “So your Kagome Higurashi? My replacement…” I looked up at the women, a reflection of myself. Instantly I knew who she was…Kikyo.

 

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Alright I apologize for the long wait everyone! Lots of things were happening so please forgive meh. Please review and if you're a naruto fan I have a new fic coming out in that anime section and it should be pretty good :D so check it out after my beta gets done viewing it.

 

Hehe until next time! The model show is drawing near. And I don't necessarily think this will end soon. I have loads more of this story!

 

Chapter Seven: Reflection