InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Wack. ❯ Found Out ( Chapter 1 )

This is my first story, please review, I would like to know if I should continue or not.

I do not own any of the characters blah blah blah, just incase I needed to clarify it, there ya go.
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Black lights were shining down on the stage, the same stage that she had walked down for a year straight, just to be howled, whistled, and groped at like a piece of meat being tried, just to see what they could get out of it.
Smoke swirled around the room, two cages hung from the ceiling, where naked skin was highlighted here and there. Girls dancing, music blasting loud, men, and the aroma of alcohol was everywhere. She always had the benefit of being one of the girls that got to be on stage. Yeah, a real benefit. At least in the cage they couldn't reach you.

She walked into the light, with a slight smirk on her face, wearing a black mini-skirt that seemed to be shredded on the bottom, and a revealing green tank top, which was cut short on her, and had one longer piece in the front covering her belly button. She wore a black gentleman's hat. As she moved the shredded pieces of skirt hugged her hips, and her high hilled shoes brought all attention to her long slender legs. The men cheered when they saw her, loud enough to be heard over the music. She moved over to the pole in the center, grabbing on to it gently, and then proceeded to straddle it, moving her hips up and down it, resting her hands above her head, holding on, and her head leaning against her arm. She lifted up one of her long legs, to balance herself on the pole with no need of her arms, so she could lean back and take off her shirt, her long black hair grazing the stage floor. She threw the shirt out into the darkness, below the stage, as she continued to lean back even more, holding on to the pole with her legs, to expose her breasts, which were in a bra seemingly 2 sizes too small.

A man reached out to put money in it, but then became greedy and tried to grope her, causing her to pull herself upright against the pole again. She spun around it, grabbing it now with her arm, and shook her finger at him. Sliding down the pole with a grin, she lifted up her skirt placing her hand on her sex, causing the men even more arousal, as one drunken man went to whistle and spilled his drink among another one. She laughed at their stupidity, and their arrogance. She then looked down innocently at her skirt, and began to pull it off, inch by inch…

“Miroku.” A man with long silver hair said to his friend, continuing to stare from one of the corners of the club. He did not take his eye off of the stripper, trying to figure out who she was. His black haired friend, totally entranced by one of the girls in the cages, was totally out of it. “Miroku!”

“Huh..? Wha....?” Miroku said trying to tear his gaze from the girl back to his friend. He blushed for getting so involved in her movements. “Enjoying the show, Sess?”
“Apparently, not nearly as much as you. Look at the girl on the stage. Does she remind you of anyone?” Sesshomaru turned his head towards Miroku, as Miroku looked up to watch the girl on stage. He seemingly stopped thinking, for drool began to form at the corner of his mouth. “Miroku.”
“Wha…. Oh, yeah… yeah. She does look like someone we know.” The stripper began to collect her money from the men, allowing their hands to brush against her body as they put the money in her lingerie. Something hit him as she bent over to pick over a dollar bill that a shy man with shaky hands had missed trying to put it into her bra. “Fuck Sesshomaru! That's our maid!!”
Already at that conclusion, he showed no sign of shock. What disturbed him more was the fact that Miroku had said, `our'. “And what do you mean by our maid?”
Miroku shifted, “Well, I cant really pay for my apartment anymore, and you don't want me on the streets do you??” He gave a puppy dog face. “Besides, Inu Yasha said I could live with you guys, and you told me you would always be there to help me when I needed it..”

“What happened to your job?”

Miroku muttered something about sexual harassment, then became very interested in his cheese fries. He looked up at Sesshomaru who was waiting patiently for him to talk. “Well, I also thought you already knew.. I mean, I took you here to celebrate and all. And look on the bright side, you now know you've got the coolest maid around, a fucking stripper…” He went back to staring at her, thinking about how much fun he would have with this.

Sesshomaru also sat, watching her intently. “Kagome….” he whispered.

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So yeah… bum bum bum!!!

 

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