InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Save Two Lives With One Doctor ❯ The New Dancer ( Chapter 3 )

I swear that I own nothing. I quote my best friend that no one else can see: “Your twisted mind isn't playing with your life enough, so you have to toy with other's, even if they live in a 2D world on paper.” (PS: I'm not schizophrenic, but I have fun pretending I am!)

 

The New Dancer

 

Kagome pushed the door to the studio open. If she didn't make it here, where they were offering a scholarship for tutoring of dancing at this studio, then she would have to work at WacDonald's for the rest of her life. She silently prayed that they would like her, and stepped into the air-conditioned room.

 

“Are you here for the auditions?” the woman at the front desk asked her, not looking up from her scrabble game on the computer.

 

“Yes, where should I---”

 

“Through the second door on the left.” The woman pointed with her pen, still not looking up. Kagome nodded confusedly and knocked on the door.

 

“Come in.” a woman inside called. Kagome walked in a nodded before stepping into line with the other girls and started stretching.

 

As everyone finished up, the woman who had called Kagome in stood and clapped her hands. “Alright, firstly, I would like to know everyone's name, so I don't call you One, Two and so on.”

 

Everyone went down the list and said their names, the head woman nodding when they were done. “And I am Wakana. It's nice to meet you all.” She smiled. “Now, for try outs, everyone had made their routines to our tempo, right? Good, then let's begin.” She continued when all of the girls nodded.

 

Kagome took her place and stepped into her starting position, waiting until Wakana hit the play button on the stereo, starting nothing but a rhythmic drum, guitar and flute trio. She slid out of her starting position and fell into her dance, letting her body have control over the dance and not her mind.

 

Half way through, the girl called Ai had already stumbled three times, and Kagome saw Wakana mark something on her paper. She marked another girl called Yuko off when she tried to do a very simple spin and fell.

 

When the music stopped, Wakana motioned for them to line up again and set her clipboard down. “Well, after much consideration, I have decided that only seven of you will move onto the next round.”

 

Kagome's heart soared when she heard her name called, but reminded herself that only two girls got the scholarship so she didn't get too excited. The girls whose names hadn't been called slowly packed their bags and exited, thanking Wakana quietly as they left.

 

Wakana waved to them, and then turned back to the seven girls who had made it. “For this next round, you will do your same routine, but the music will be much faster paced, so you must figure out spare of the moment how to work your routine into the music.”

 

Kagome slipped into her starting position again and waited. The tempo this time was at least five times faster than the last one, but Kagome had no difficulties, having danced her routine to all sorts of club music before. A few of the other girls weren't doing as well at it though, they needed the music to be a certain tempo and weren't able to alter their routines enough. One girl, Tsukiko, even left in the middle of the song after she had tripped for the second time, because she knew she wasn't going to make it.

 

Wakana motioned for them to line up again and she read off the names of the girls who had made it to the third round. “Midoriko, Kagome, and Nano. Congratulations girls.” She smiled. The other four girls went up and shook her hand, then picked up their bags and left.

 

Kagome took several very deep breaths. She needed to stay calm! She needed to do this! She looked over to the other two girls, worrying about her chances a little. Midoriko was incredible, she hadn't made a single falter throughout the entire audition, not even one tiny one that Wakana hadn't noticed. Nano had been almost as good, she had made one mistake, but Wakana hadn't noticed because it had been so small.

 

“You will all do your second routine for this song, as I requested, it requires gymnastics or aerobics, so I hope you all included what you could.” She stepped up to the boom box and hit the play button, starting a series of upbeat notes from a guitar, flute, drums, base and another Asian wind instrument that Kagome couldn't identify.

 

Kagome flew in the music, she loved it! She flipped and flowed with the music, her heart spluttering with delight every time the music did a particularly complex series of notes. She peaked over to look at the other dancers to see their routines, and sucked in a breath when Nano stuck her foot out deliberately when Wakana was watching Kagome to kick Midoriko's foot out from under her.

 

Midoriko looked like she was about to cry when Wakana saw the stumble, because it shattered her chances right there, unless Kagome or Nano did an unbelievably stupid fall or mistake in the three remaining minutes.

 

Kagome did the rest of her routine, but her heart wasn't in it like before. She only finished it to finish it because of her chances for the scholarship.

 

After the music had stopped, Midoriko was biting back the tears that stung at her eyes as they lined up, Nano looking incredibly smug.

 

“Midoriko, you did very well, but Nano and Kagome will receive the scholarships from the studio. Welcome to the performers girls.” She smiled at them in turn.

 

Kagome put her things in her bag as if she were on autopilot, and not excitedly like she should have been. Wakana put the CD back in its case and waited for them to leave s she stood over against the mirrored wall. Nano left first, but Kagome waited until Midoriko had left too before she approached Wakana.

 

“Um, Wakana, can I talk to you about something?” Kagome began nervously.

 

“Absolutely, and congratulations on your win.” Wakana smiled.

 

“Thank you, and about that win, there's something you should know…” she gulped, “I saw Nano trip Midoriko, when you were watching me.”

 

Wakana closed her eyes and breathed in deeply, as if she were furious. “Is that the truth? You aren't Midoriko's friend and you aren't doing her a favor?”

 

“No, today is the first time I've met Midoriko.” Kagome shook her head.

 

Wakana nodded. “See if you can go catch them two.” She said quietly, nodding at the door. Kagome nodded and ran out the front door, tapping Midoriko on the shoulder as they passed.

 

“Wakana wants to see you!” Kagome yelled back to her as she raced off down the street after Nano, running faster and calling her name when she spotted her walking.

 

“Oh, Kagome, congratulations on your win.” Nano smiled at her, as if she were warning Kagome that she was next on her hit list.

 

“Actually, Wakana wants to see you.” Kagome pointed back towards the studio.

 

“She probably just wants to tell us about our schedule right now, let's go.” Nano smiled seductively at her.

 

“Sure.” Kagome smiled back, trying to hide the seething anger behind her eyes.

 

Kagome held the door open for Nano as she walked back I, head held high like a queen.

 

“Ah, there you are.” Wakana smiled almost dangerously at her. Midoriko was sitting on the floor next to her with tears threatening to spill over.

 

“Nano, there had been a problem, and I need you two to do your last routine over.”

 

“What? Why?” Nano said, clearly surprised and worried.

 

“I'll start the music, if you two will go to opposite sides of the room.” Wakana said, stepping over her question as she walked to the CD player. The two girls took their places by the bars and waited.

 

Kagome sat back as she watched them dance. Midoriko's routine was entrancing. Every step and twirl was filled to the brim with grace and perfection. And while Nano's was pretty too, her dance gave off an aura of trying too hard or trying just to win.

 

Wakana watched them both, and then stopped the music half way through. “Yes, I was clearly mistaken. Midoriko, you and Kagome will take the scholarship.”

 

“What?!” Nano wailed. “But why?”

 

“Because at this studio, we choose the best for their skills and love for the art, whether it be playing the piccolo, painting, singing, writing music or dancing to it. We do not choose students for what they will be willing to do to win.”

 

Nano blushed a deep shade of red and quickly ran from the room, leaving the door wide open as she went. Wakana sighed and walked over to shut it. “I apologize for that Midoriko, I wasn't paying enough attention.”

 

“It's really alright.” Midoriko beamed at her, and then turned to Kagome. “Thank you.” She whispered, knowing what Kagome did. Kagome nodded and then picked up her bags and left the room, nodding to both girls as she went.

 

Kagome did a huge leap outside and then stepped into a flip. Sango ran up to her and grabbed her hands. “Did you get it?!” she practically yelled.

 

“You waited this whole time?” Kagome asked apologetically.

 

“Of course!” Sango said, waving the apology off. “Well, did you? Or are you being asked to the next audition?”

 

“No, I got in!” Kagome squealed, crushing Sango in a bear hug that Sango returned with twice as much strength, until Kagome couldn't breathe, that is.

 

“Come on.” Sango took her hand. “It's seven, lets go eat, and the we'll go out and celebrate.”

 

“By dancing?” Kagome asked jokingly, but hopefully too.

 

“What else?” Sango laughed, pulling Kagome into a run until they reached the bus stop.

 

After Dinner

 

“Where to?” Kagome asked, following Sango out of the restaurant.

 

“To the Dancer?” Sango asked. “It's your favorite.” She said in a sing-song voice.

 

"Oh, I have to go visit Rin first, she's getting out of the hospital today, and I want to make sure that she got home safely.”

 

“I doubt she had any trouble, you know how strong she can be.” Sango said jokingly.

 

“Me either, come on, her house isn't that far from here.” Kagome pointed.

 

“What, and I don't know where her house is?” Sango said, pretending to be horridly offended. “Kidding, let's go.”

 

Rin's Apartment

 

“You sure you don't need anything?” Kagome asked again as Sango inspected Rin's massive scars on her lower abdomen. They were fading, but very slowly.

 

“I'm sure!” Rin groaned playfully. “I'm just going to sleep. It's not like I'll be needing a new pair of sneakers for the marathon I'll running at ten tonight. Seriously, you guys just go and have fun! Sango, don't do anything you'll regret later with Miroku,”

 

Sango blushed deeper than she ever had, floundering around desperately for a comeback, but Rin started talking first, “Kagome, find yourself a cute boyfriend. You have too much free time, and find one for me while you're at it. I'm about to have way too much time on my hands because of these stupid doctor's orders to stay in bed for two weeks.”

 

Kagome couldn't help but laugh. Rin was always quick when it came to embarrassing people. “Alright, alright. Go to sleep already.”

 

Rin stuck her tongue out as she waved them off, grabbing a book from her stack of two thousand by the bed as they closed the door behind them.

 

“I love her.” Kagome sighed, still laughing from Rin's last comment.

 

“Oh no!” Sango yelled as they saw the bus pulling up to the bus stop. They still had a block to go.

 

The girls turned to each other and said simultaneously: “Race you.” Before streaking off down the sidewalk.

 

The Dancer

 

Secretly, Kagome wondered if Inuyasha would be at the club tonight, and she would never admit it, even to herself, but she hoped that he was.

 

“Rin's right Kagome.” Sango said calmly, her hands folded behind her head as they waited in line.

 

"Huh?” Kagome turned to her.

 

“You should find a boyfriend.”

 

“What?!” Kagome shrieked.

 

“You should.” Sango shrugged. “Miroku?” she asked suddenly.

 

Kagome rotated to see Sango's boyfriend walking towards them, waving. Kagome and Sango waved back, Miroku pecking Sango's cheek as he stepped into line.

 

“What are you doing here---” Miroku began.

 

“Hey!” someone from further back in line yelled. “You think we've been waiting twenty minute to be cut?! Back of the line is down here!”

 

“I hope you don't mind sir.” Miroku said calmly. “It was nice for my girlfriend to hold my spot in line, wasn't it? Thank you Sango.” He nodded at her, she nodded back hesitantly.

 

“Girlfriend, my ass, you're probably just using her to get in line.” The man's date huffed.

 

“Sango…” Miroku gripped her shoulders, spinning her towards him. He looked deep into her eyes and moved closer. Kagome turned around, she was already red enough as it was. When she turned back, Sango looked like one of those kids' book characters with the tomato head and the human body. She couldn't even look up from the ground she was so embarrassed. Meanwhile, Miroku was standing with his arm around her shoulders, beaming like he had never kissed her like that before. Which is probably true. Kagome deduced as she took a second look at Sango.

 

“Go on.” The man at the front door waved them in. They thanked him and walked in.

 

“So you never told us what you were doing here.” Kagome pointed out, noticing that Sango was still too red to do anything but be led to a chair and continue to stare at the floor.

 

“Remember? I said that my friend works here, and I work here too, behind the bar.” Miroku pointed out, taking Sango's hand as she sat down.

 

“Oh.” Kagome blinked, her face deadpanning as she looked at her best friend.

 

“Good job.” Kagome muttered, inspecting Sango from where she stood. “She's catatonic. Brilliant.”

 

Miroku laughed. “She'll be fine after a drink. Here.” He handed Kagome some money and sent her off in the direction of the bar, pulling up a chair next to Sango and sitting down.

 

Kagome walked over to the bar and set her money down on the counter.

 

“Hey, you were the girl eyeing Inuyasha from a few days ago.” The bartender said, walking over to her and leaning on the counter. He was wearing a scarf over his head tied near the nape of his neck, the rest of the cloth hanging to his shoulder blades. Kagome blushed heavily.

 

“I was not eyeing him.” She said defensively.

 

“Whatever,” he shrugged, clearly not believing, “what can I get you?”

 

“What do you suggest for someone that's catatonic?” Kagome asked.

 

“Usually a trip to the hospital works.” He smirked, she rolled her eyes, but he cut her off before she could speak. “I can get you a Blue Demon, they're quite strong. We use them to wake drunk people that have passed out, or if we catch drugged girls being dragged out, we call the cops for the drugger and then blast `em awake with this.”

 

“Maybe not that strong, she's only severely embarrassed.” Kagome's eye twitched.

 

“Well, then, how about a Hot Camille? Named after my brother's first girlfriend. She could really pack a punch into a slap if she wanted to, these are good for friends who're trying to snap their love-struck friends out of a stupor. They're tasty too.”

 

“Perfect.” Kagome smiled.

 

The man smiled and turned, pulling several bottles off of the shelf, pouring a portion of each liquid into a bottle all by estimation. He put a plastic cap over the top and shook the glass, the liquid turning an appealing cherry-red color.

 

“That looks good.” Kagome noted.

 

“I wouldn't try it.” The man smirked, setting the glass down in front of her and removing the top. “It's really strong, you might not be able to eat anything for the rest of the night if you aren't catatonic.” He said, using the word she had used to describe Sango.

 

Kagome nodded unsurely, she hoped it wasn't dangerous… in the least.

 

“Here.” Kagome handed the glass to Miroku, he set it down in front of Sango and tapped her hand. She reached for the glass as Kagome turned to leave, walking out into the middle of the dance floor.

 

Kagome remembered the feeling of how she had felt after Wakana had congratulated her and told her that she had gotten into the studio program. She pooled the feeling into her arms and legs, waiting for the next song to start and let herself go, flying across the dance floor and through the people.

 

Meanwhile

 

“Hiding from girls again?” Bankotsu asked, coming up behind Inuyasha, who was presently hiding behind the bar to watch Kagome with an almost awe. She and Kikyo were so much alike, it was baffling.

 

“I am not.” Inuyasha growled. Bankotsu laughed.

 

“Why don't you go ask her to dance?” Bankotsu suggested.

 

“Wha---?! No way!” Inuyasha barked, jumping up to stare Bankotsu in the eye.

 

“You owe her a thank you.” Bankotsu pointed out, jabbing Inuyasha's chest where the stitches had been.

 

“I…” Inuyasha began, trying to find some reason to snap at the oldest quadruplet, but he couldn't think of anything. And in truth, he did know that he owed the doctor a thank you.

 

“Feh.” Inuyasha huffed and stomped off through the crowd to the dancer that everyone seemed to be watching in wonder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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