InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Ugh College ❯ Shippo! ( Chapter 38 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
Enjoy!
I do not own Inuyasha.
I do own The Solstice Rose because I made them up.
Last time:
“Pathetic,” Naraku said shaking his head.
This time:
The group stood in a circle chatting along with Bankotsu who was oblivious to the fact that Masashi and Naraku were at the school (uh-oh). Masashi and Naraku then walked into the room and all hell broke loose. Out of nowhere, Bankotsu pulled out Banryu and lunged at the two, successfully cutting the sides of their faces. They went at it until, just when Masashi was about to hit Bankotsu square in the face, Kiyomi stepped in front of him making Masashi freeze. He glared at her and kept his hand there as she held his glare.
“Flamé de mon chemin!” he snapped.
(Out of my way!)
‘So you’re speaking French now? Oh, because Hitoshi can speak Italian so you don’t want him to hear our conversations. Ha, cute, I can handle that’ she mocked.
“Non, moi pensenz moi fait it clair parce que if tu pondre un doigt allume mon friends ou famille moi would tuons tu,” she reminded.
(No, I think I made it clear that if you lay a finger on my friends or family I would kill you)
“Puits parce que friend de son juste essaya en tuons moi!” he defended.
(Well that friend of yours just tried to kill me)
“Tu sommes un mailloche serviteur maintenant; dispenser chez it,” she shot back sharply.
(You are a big boy now; deal with it)
He glared at her as she and Bankotsu walked away and growled when Hitoshi walked up to him.
“What do you want,” he snapped.
“Oh nothing, I just wanted to let you know...” he started.
“What!” Masashi yelled impatiently.
“Moi parler rançaisaussi,” he informed with a smug grin.
(I speak French also)
Masashi snarled as he walked back to the group where they were explaining to Bankotsu the situation. Then Commander Fujiyoshi came out and told them to stretch. They were confused but started anyways. They started with the arms and made their way down to their legs, that’s when Hitoshi came behind Kiyomi.
“Would you like to use my technique,” he whispered huskily.
“As long as you behave,” she said lying on the floor.
He knelt by her and teased, “No promises.”
She giggled. He put his hand under her knee and pushed it back slowly, until he was once again, inches apart from her lips. He then moved to the next one and did the same. He leaned in and she closed her eyes expectantly, but he pulled away and put her leg down. He snickered at the look she gave him and gasped when she pulled him down and kissed him. He moaned as their tongues fought and this time she won. She roamed his mouth and then pulled away. He leaned back in but she pressed a finger against his lips.
“I don’t think so Mr., you’re on punishment,” she teased.
“For what?” he asked.
“Durant non racontant moi, tu parler Français
(For not telling me, you speak French)
“Oh very cute. Why are you so smart and sexy,” he questioned imitating her.
“Because I’m a Leo,” she shot back kissing his nose (There you go Sonya).
They laughed and Hitoshi helped her up.
“Alright everyone, today you will have free time because I can barely speak as it is,” he explained in a scratchy voice.
“Yes Sir!” they all saluted and head for the bleachers.
The group sat down on the top of the bleachers talking except Kiyomi who seemed to be in deep thought.
“What’s on your mind?” Miroku asked.
“Oh, nothing, it’s just that I’ve been thinking that maybe I should get a job,” she replied.
“Why, you and your mate are both loaded,” Inuyasha, pointed out.
“How did you-,” she started.
“Kagome told me everything,” he answered
She glared at Kagome playfully and said, “Besides the fact that I’m rich, I still want to provide for me and my future family with the money I earn.”
Hitoshi blushed at her last statement.
“K-Kataki, you want to start a family?” he asked.
“Well yeah, don’t you?” she asked hopefully.
“Of course, I just wish you would have told me sooner,” he said.
“Well on the subject of children, I wouldn’t mind having some baby hanyous running around,” Kagome muttered blushing.
Inuyasha’s ear perked up at hearing that and he imagined holding a beautiful baby girl in his arms. He smiled warmly and put an arm around her shoulder.
“Me neither,” he agreed.
Then Miroku did his infamous proposal; he knelt in front of Sango, took her hand in his, and looked her in the eye.
“Lady Sango, would you be so kind as to bear my children?” he asked.
Sango laughed and said, “Dear monk, I accept your proposal.”
They all laughed.
“So Yomi, what kind of job do you want?” Bankotsu asked.
“I was thinking a waitress,’ she answered.
(Me: Well what do ya know; there are openings for four bartenders and three waitresses at a club downtown)
“Sweet Buddha, what did you do to those seven innocent people?” Miroku shouted.
(Me: I just sent them to Canada, gosh)
“Why Canada?” Hitoshi asked.
(Me: Well I asked them where they wanted to go and they said Canada. When I asked why they said cuz, they have good ham there)
“Weirdos,” Inuyasha muttered.
(Me: I know right)
At the club downtown…
“’The Club’, what a creative name,” Kiyomi said sarcastically.
They were standing in front of a rather wide building that was painted black. They walked inside and saw that it was actually set up very well. The walls were painted a lovely scarlet red and the floors were black. Red and black wooden tables that were bolted to the ground were aligned neatly in a diagonal sort of pattern with matching chairs. In the middle of every black table, there was a transparent vase with a single red rose and at every red table; there was a transparent vase with a black rose in it. There was a long bar connecting from one wall to the other with alcohol they didn’t know existed lined up on shelves behind it. Across the room from the door was a stage; it had no stripper poles thank God. Kiyomi studied the nearest black rose by her as if in a trance.
“Beautiful isn’t it,” a seductive voice said from behind her.
She jumped and turned around to see a very attractive man. He was tall and very well built with cream-colored skin, green eyes, and orange hair. He was wearing a black suit with the jacket open revealing a white undershirt that had a few buttons undone.
“Yes it’s very beautiful,” she responded.
“Well, I’m glad a lovely lady, such as yourself, agrees. I’m Shippo Kitsune, the owner of this club how may I help you?” he asked politely kissing her hand (Ok I know what you’re thinking, but I saw a picture of older Shippo and he was cute, so don’t judge me!)
“Well me and my friends heard there were six openings and we were wondering if we could have an application,” she responded politely.
“Well do you all have experience in this line of work?” he asked standing up.
“Yes,” they all said.
“Then you’re hired! I can get your personal information tomorrow. You start tomorrow at 8:00 but I prefer you come early so you can get your uniforms,” he explained.
“Ok thanks,” Kagome said.
“You are very welcome my dear. Besides, it has been a while sense I’ve actually had attractive female employees. And my prayers have been answered greatly, for the heavens have sent me three angels!” he shouted looking up at the ceiling.
The girls blushed and giggled.
“You are quite the charmer Mr. Kitsune,” Sango said.
“Please call me Shippo,” he insisted.
“Ok, well, we should be getting home; lots of homework to do,” Miroku said grabbing his Sango’s hand and leading her to the door.
Inuyasha put his arm around Kagome’s shoulder and walked out the door along with Hitoshi who snaked an arm around Kiyomi’s waist.
Just when he was about to step out he said, “We all look forward to working with you Mr. Kitsune.”
(A/N: REVIEW!)
I do not own Inuyasha.
I do own The Solstice Rose because I made them up.
Last time:
“Pathetic,” Naraku said shaking his head.
This time:
The group stood in a circle chatting along with Bankotsu who was oblivious to the fact that Masashi and Naraku were at the school (uh-oh). Masashi and Naraku then walked into the room and all hell broke loose. Out of nowhere, Bankotsu pulled out Banryu and lunged at the two, successfully cutting the sides of their faces. They went at it until, just when Masashi was about to hit Bankotsu square in the face, Kiyomi stepped in front of him making Masashi freeze. He glared at her and kept his hand there as she held his glare.
“Flamé de mon chemin!” he snapped.
(Out of my way!)
‘So you’re speaking French now? Oh, because Hitoshi can speak Italian so you don’t want him to hear our conversations. Ha, cute, I can handle that’ she mocked.
“Non, moi pensenz moi fait it clair parce que if tu pondre un doigt allume mon friends ou famille moi would tuons tu,” she reminded.
(No, I think I made it clear that if you lay a finger on my friends or family I would kill you)
“Puits parce que friend de son juste essaya en tuons moi!” he defended.
(Well that friend of yours just tried to kill me)
“Tu sommes un mailloche serviteur maintenant; dispenser chez it,” she shot back sharply.
(You are a big boy now; deal with it)
He glared at her as she and Bankotsu walked away and growled when Hitoshi walked up to him.
“What do you want,” he snapped.
“Oh nothing, I just wanted to let you know...” he started.
“What!” Masashi yelled impatiently.
“Moi parler rançaisaussi,” he informed with a smug grin.
(I speak French also)
Masashi snarled as he walked back to the group where they were explaining to Bankotsu the situation. Then Commander Fujiyoshi came out and told them to stretch. They were confused but started anyways. They started with the arms and made their way down to their legs, that’s when Hitoshi came behind Kiyomi.
“Would you like to use my technique,” he whispered huskily.
“As long as you behave,” she said lying on the floor.
He knelt by her and teased, “No promises.”
She giggled. He put his hand under her knee and pushed it back slowly, until he was once again, inches apart from her lips. He then moved to the next one and did the same. He leaned in and she closed her eyes expectantly, but he pulled away and put her leg down. He snickered at the look she gave him and gasped when she pulled him down and kissed him. He moaned as their tongues fought and this time she won. She roamed his mouth and then pulled away. He leaned back in but she pressed a finger against his lips.
“I don’t think so Mr., you’re on punishment,” she teased.
“For what?” he asked.
“Durant non racontant moi, tu parler Français
(For not telling me, you speak French)
“Oh very cute. Why are you so smart and sexy,” he questioned imitating her.
“Because I’m a Leo,” she shot back kissing his nose (There you go Sonya).
They laughed and Hitoshi helped her up.
“Alright everyone, today you will have free time because I can barely speak as it is,” he explained in a scratchy voice.
“Yes Sir!” they all saluted and head for the bleachers.
The group sat down on the top of the bleachers talking except Kiyomi who seemed to be in deep thought.
“What’s on your mind?” Miroku asked.
“Oh, nothing, it’s just that I’ve been thinking that maybe I should get a job,” she replied.
“Why, you and your mate are both loaded,” Inuyasha, pointed out.
“How did you-,” she started.
“Kagome told me everything,” he answered
She glared at Kagome playfully and said, “Besides the fact that I’m rich, I still want to provide for me and my future family with the money I earn.”
Hitoshi blushed at her last statement.
“K-Kataki, you want to start a family?” he asked.
“Well yeah, don’t you?” she asked hopefully.
“Of course, I just wish you would have told me sooner,” he said.
“Well on the subject of children, I wouldn’t mind having some baby hanyous running around,” Kagome muttered blushing.
Inuyasha’s ear perked up at hearing that and he imagined holding a beautiful baby girl in his arms. He smiled warmly and put an arm around her shoulder.
“Me neither,” he agreed.
Then Miroku did his infamous proposal; he knelt in front of Sango, took her hand in his, and looked her in the eye.
“Lady Sango, would you be so kind as to bear my children?” he asked.
Sango laughed and said, “Dear monk, I accept your proposal.”
They all laughed.
“So Yomi, what kind of job do you want?” Bankotsu asked.
“I was thinking a waitress,’ she answered.
(Me: Well what do ya know; there are openings for four bartenders and three waitresses at a club downtown)
“Sweet Buddha, what did you do to those seven innocent people?” Miroku shouted.
(Me: I just sent them to Canada, gosh)
“Why Canada?” Hitoshi asked.
(Me: Well I asked them where they wanted to go and they said Canada. When I asked why they said cuz, they have good ham there)
“Weirdos,” Inuyasha muttered.
(Me: I know right)
At the club downtown…
“’The Club’, what a creative name,” Kiyomi said sarcastically.
They were standing in front of a rather wide building that was painted black. They walked inside and saw that it was actually set up very well. The walls were painted a lovely scarlet red and the floors were black. Red and black wooden tables that were bolted to the ground were aligned neatly in a diagonal sort of pattern with matching chairs. In the middle of every black table, there was a transparent vase with a single red rose and at every red table; there was a transparent vase with a black rose in it. There was a long bar connecting from one wall to the other with alcohol they didn’t know existed lined up on shelves behind it. Across the room from the door was a stage; it had no stripper poles thank God. Kiyomi studied the nearest black rose by her as if in a trance.
“Beautiful isn’t it,” a seductive voice said from behind her.
She jumped and turned around to see a very attractive man. He was tall and very well built with cream-colored skin, green eyes, and orange hair. He was wearing a black suit with the jacket open revealing a white undershirt that had a few buttons undone.
“Yes it’s very beautiful,” she responded.
“Well, I’m glad a lovely lady, such as yourself, agrees. I’m Shippo Kitsune, the owner of this club how may I help you?” he asked politely kissing her hand (Ok I know what you’re thinking, but I saw a picture of older Shippo and he was cute, so don’t judge me!)
“Well me and my friends heard there were six openings and we were wondering if we could have an application,” she responded politely.
“Well do you all have experience in this line of work?” he asked standing up.
“Yes,” they all said.
“Then you’re hired! I can get your personal information tomorrow. You start tomorrow at 8:00 but I prefer you come early so you can get your uniforms,” he explained.
“Ok thanks,” Kagome said.
“You are very welcome my dear. Besides, it has been a while sense I’ve actually had attractive female employees. And my prayers have been answered greatly, for the heavens have sent me three angels!” he shouted looking up at the ceiling.
The girls blushed and giggled.
“You are quite the charmer Mr. Kitsune,” Sango said.
“Please call me Shippo,” he insisted.
“Ok, well, we should be getting home; lots of homework to do,” Miroku said grabbing his Sango’s hand and leading her to the door.
Inuyasha put his arm around Kagome’s shoulder and walked out the door along with Hitoshi who snaked an arm around Kiyomi’s waist.
Just when he was about to step out he said, “We all look forward to working with you Mr. Kitsune.”
(A/N: REVIEW!)