InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Club ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

The Club

~ChristieLea54

Prologue

(Kagome's Point of View)

It had been late one night at The Club. Actually, it's real name was something so long and complicated no one bothered to remember it. And seeing as the real owner of The Club, Sesshomaru, was never there anyways, we all just called it The Club. In fact, the only reason Sesshomaru hadn't gotten rid of it yet was because it had been inherited from his father.

Anyways, it had been late that one night at The Club. It was the night the agents from the record company downtown came to see Inuyasha perform. Inuyasha has this amazing voice, and a drop-dead-gorgeous devil-may-care bad-boy look about him. When he's on-stage, well let's just say he's got the personality of a superstar and all the confidence anyone would ever want. I usually like to call it arrogance, but it suits him when he's up there. Who am I kidding? It suits him all the time.

The crowd that night had doubled in size. I would know, I worked there. It was only his second performance and already he was a huge hit. I was so proud of him that night.

I had been bustling about, selling sodas and waters to everyone I could. I hadn't been so happy in ages. You see, it had been me who had convinced him to play at The Club, instead of Sesshomaru hiring some random band.

Inuyasha had gotten up on the platform that served as our stage, and a brief lull of quiet fell upon everyone in the room. He took the microphone with a confident ease that I'll always envy. With one of his trademark grins tugging at the corners of his mouth he looked out upon the crowd.

"I just wanted to shout 'thanks' to an angel in the back over there!!!" His eyes found mine. Inuyasha has these amazing honey warm golden colored eyes. "She made tonight possible! Thank you Kagome Higurashi!!! Now let's make some music! Yeah?"

The crowd went wild shouting back "YEAH!" but he held my gaze for a moment longer, and the smile he sent in my direction was enough to make any girl weak at the knees. I managed to pull myself together and smiled back and waved. He started singing his songs, all of which he'd written himself, and played the melody line on his guitar.

Looking back, I realize that that was the exact moment that I fell in love with him.

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This was just the prologue, that's why it's so short, and the only chapter that's going to be written from the 'I' point of view, in case you're wondering… So what did you think? Good? Bad? Please review.