Surviving Tankika
By: InuKagPunk333only1/2evil
Summary:
Kagome is a sophomore at Tankika University, losing her job as a secretary for a lawyer caught embezzling money from clients, is forced to do a job she never thought she'd ever consider just pay the bills and her tuition. She becomes immediate friends with the girl who trained her, Sango, who moves in to help her with bills. Inu/Kag Mir/San (OOC )Rated R
for drugs, drinking, language and possible lemons further into the story.Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha
Chapter 1
"Here's your drink, baby. Slap my ass if you need anything else." I heard Sango tease as she laid a Long Island Ice Tea on the table where a middle age man was sitting.
"Oh, trust me, I'll let you know.." the man replied, hissing his words like a snake, then running his hand up Sango's left leg, slipping a five dollar bill in her garter.
Sango smiled, thanked him, and led me to the back room. I followed, my feet killing me from the five inch, black, stiletto heels. The straps up my legs were getting uncomfortable even through the knee highs I wore. My short plaid skirt came just below my bottom, showing my black thong any time I bent over. The white cotton shirt, unbuttoned and tied right under my breasts was the only thing comfortable. My long, black wavy hair swinging behind me, the under layers sticking to my sweaty skin.
I was training, my only day of training they allowed. Tomorrow I would have to dance on stage, and I couldn't help but have butterfly's in my stomach. I was still unsure of how well I would do at this job. But I had to find a way to afford my housing and college tuition. I was working a really good job at a law office as a secretary, but the lawyer had been embezzling from one of his clients, and left me with out a job once he went to jail. I tried other law offices and they all turned me down, thinking I had something to do with him embezzling from his clients. It doesn't help when Tokyo is going through slight economic problems and the only jobs are the extremely sleazy stripper jobs, or grease pits like Wac-Donald's. Stripping was the only choice that money, so here I am. Training with a girl named Sango, at a joint called 'Hentai Playmate'. Sango was a really pretty girl. She had long black hair, and she wore a black and magenta skirt with slits up the side, combat boots, and a black and magenta tube top. She wore her makeup dark, but with magenta accents on her eyelids to bring out the magenta contacts she wore. I just wonder how long I'll survive. I would make any boyfriend I ever had turn around so I could change on camping trips and what not. I have always been self conscious about my body, even before I could remember.
"Are you okay?" Sango turned and asked me once we got to the back room.
"Yeah, I'm fine! I'm just.. Well, really nervous." I explained, fumbling with the tip of my plaid skirt.
"I understand. I have to do this for a living only until I finish school. I can't wait. I hate a fucking hentai. You don't know how much I'd love to just slap every single one of those bastards out there when they touch my ass. But, it's a policy, no knocking out customers and they slap your ass when they need a drink. Speaking of which, do you need a drink?" she asked holding a fifth of vodka towards me.
"Sure, I need to loosen up a little." I smiled, and threw back a quick smooth shot.
"I find it a lot easier to do this job if you have a couple of drinks and a line in you. Are you into glass or anything?" She asked carefully, raising her right eyebrow slightly.
"I tried some once at a party. I cleaned my apartment after I got home. I couldn't just sit and relax." I laughed.
"Trust me, it'll be your best friend working here. Take it from me, a line, and about 3 shots of a good strong drink, and you forget about your self conscious. I can get you some for tomorrow." Sango smiled, and winked her eye.
"Great." I answered. My stomach and chest feeling warm from the vodka shot, and my stomach still a little nervous. Drugs were nothing to me. I would smoke a joint with my circle of friends once in a while, from time to time do a line. It was apart of the college scene.
"So, what is your major? I know you go to my college." she asked with a sparkle in her eye.
"I'm working on my Pediatric Medicine and History degree. I know that sounds really strange. But I have a fascination with history. Especially the feudal ages when demons roamed the lands. My old home was at the Sun Set Shrine, I lived there from birth until I moved to the out skirts of Tankika University. I'm also trying to do a music performance major. Ha ha. What's your major?" I finished and asked as I plopped down next to Sango in the big fluffy couch in the back room.
"Can we say that you're an over achiever? I take it you don't really know what you want to do yet. Huh? Well, me, I'm just a general right now. I'm not sure what I want to do. I have a good idea, but, I'm not one hundred percent sure." she sighed, taking another shot of the fifth of vodka she was still grasping, then offering me another shot, which I kindly took.
"heh, yeah.. I'm basically an over achiever. I don't know why I am, I just always have been that way." I gasped out after taking a quick shot and handing back the bottle.
"Well, lets get back out there. We only have an hour left. Thank kami sama. Someone up there loves us." Sango motioned and sarcastically yelped to the ceiling. I could only laugh, but I was in complete agree with her statement.
I followed her back, and took a couple more customers my self, and made a decent wad of money for just serving drinks. The two shots of vodka I'd taken on break earlier had helped loosen me up and I was shocked when I saw the amount of money I'd made in the short time. Sango motioned for me to let me know we could leave, which made me sigh in relief, and follow her quickly to the back.
"Wow, I can't believe that I just made $300 for just serving in a skimpy outfit and talking shit!" I exclaimed happily, shoving the money in my wallet and deep down into my large yellow backpack.
We were changing out of the skimpy clothes, which I was very happy about. My feet were killing me and I couldn't wait to get home and sink into a nice warm bath and soak my feet.
"Well, Kagome, what do you expect?! We are flirting with men, some of which no one would ever flirt with, and they are seeing parts of us we wouldn't show guys on the first date unless they were REALLY lucky!" she laughed coming out of the bathroom in a pair of baggy black skants and a white lucky charms shirt. She'd pulled her long hair back into a pony tail, and had her bag slung over her arm.
I'm surprised I haven't met Sango until now. She seems to like the same things I do. She wears about the same style, and has about the same attitude. I pulled my blue sweater up and over my black tank top, then zipped it up. The buttons rattling away on the front of it. I copied Sango, and pulled my hair back in a low pony tail, and slipped on my black and gray vans flip flops. I fixed my hip hugging green plaid sand diggers and followed Sango out, grabbing my backpack.
"Sango, I'll see ya tomorrow. I won't forget what you taught me about pole dancing. I'll practice a little or something." I joked as we spilt to our vehicles. She was in the middle of unlocking her silver '98 Mitsubishi Eclipse.
"Yeah, don't forget, and actually, it doesn't hurt to practice." Sango teased back, and waved a quick goodbye before getting in her car, and starting it up.
I unlocked my black '99 Honda Civic and slid in, putting my book bag in my passengers seat. I sighed in comfort as I started it up and was greeted by my CD player that was playing Maroon 5's 'Harder to Breathe'. It wasn't a punk band, but they were still really good. I ended up following Sango home, basically. She lived a street before me near the University.
I walked into my three bedroom, two bathroom apartment, which was cold and empty. I lugged my tired body and back pack to the small table holding a cordless phone and answering machine. Hoping that someone had answered my ad for a roommate. The roommate I had when I started school had graduated and went onto bigger and better things. The lucky girl. I pressed the button under the blinking light, and waited for it to begin. Tossing my sandals off my aching feet.
I mentally checked in my brain to call my mom, and Ayumi back. Then a voice I recognized just barely came on and said their name.
"Hey, I'm calling in response to the ad in the school newspaper for a room for rent. My name is Sango Tomashio; I'm a sophomore at Tankika University, and I am employed. Please call after 10:30 pm to reach me to speak on the details of the apartment. My number is 564-198-6794. I hope to talk to you soon. Bye!"
I giggled, dropped my backpack, and grabbed the phone from the hook, and dialed the number quickly.
"Hello?" Sango's voice replied.
"Hi, this is Kagome Higurashi, I was answering the message you left on my answering machine about needing a place to stay. Your half of the rent would be $325 and then half of the utilities and food." I said quickly, trying to suppress my laughter.
"Kagome! Hey! I didn't realize till just now that that was you! Are you offering me a room?"
"well, duh, other wise I wouldn't have just told you the rent rate!"
"Great. I'll see you tomorrow at work.. Wait no! Meet me on the lawn in front of the law building and we'll talk more about that. Okay? I'm really tired. My drink is getting to my head."
"Me too.. I'll see you then.. What time?"
"How about 10:30?"
"Fine by my schedule. See you then." I laughed then hung up the phone. I locked the front door of the apartment and headed upstairs to get in the shower.
Here I, Kagome Higurashi, am 21 years old. A sophomore in College, with years more to go for my pediatric doctorate, working as a stripper in a sleazy club, just to make my rent and other bills. But hey, at least I have my car payment and phone bill money now. I had to extend my very last payment on my car because I lost my job. That was completely embarrassing, at least now I can pay it and have no more car payments. Then I would have one less huge bill and have money for fun things.. Like, partying and shopping more often. I loved to shop. It was one of my favorite past times, and something I haven't been able to do since I moved out on my own. I shut on the shower in my room, the master suite, I took it over after my old roommate had moved out. Who could blame me? It was nice and had a private bath. My old bathroom was used for only company. There were only two of us before, and I was going to keep it only two of us, having a computer room was really nice. I slipped into the hot water, it's warmth soothing my aching body immediately. It felt so good to be in the shower.
I took my time, and finally drug myself out. Wrapping myself in a large cushy blue towel. I blow dried my hair just until it was faintly damp and dropped my towel, wandering naked into my room. I slipped on an oversized black Rancid t-shirt that was my ex boyfriend, Ho-Jo's. I loved this shirt more then had I loved him, why would I give it back? I sighed, and allowed myself to fall into the large full size bed. I was more sleepy then I had first thought after getting out of the shower and fell asleep almost immediately.
The suns bright rays pouring through open curtains of my window woke me slowly. I pulled myself up and looked at my alarm clock on my bedside table and saw that it was ten minutes to ten.
"SHIT!" I screamed at myself. Realizing that I was supposed to meet Sango in thirty minutes. I ran around my room in a rush, pulling on the first decent thing out of my closet to wear. I ran into the bathroom, brushed my hair and teeth quickly and ran down stairs. I slipped on my sandals I had just strewn the night before in the living room and grabbed my yellow backpack. I ran out the door without my keys, then had to run back in to retrieve them.
I finally got everything together and got in my car. The clock reading 10:20, I backed up my car and sped off. Hoping that I would get there not as late as I expected to be.
"Hey Kagome!" I heard Sango yell from a bench in the front lawn.
"Hey!" I answered, pulling my backpack out of the car along with me. I noticed Sango was looking at me with curiosity. "What?"
"There are no classes today, anywhere. It's Wednesday!" Sango exclaimed, bursting out into laughter.
I mentally slapped my self, and shook my head. I felt my face grow very warm with embarrassment.
"Hey, lets go get some brunch." I suggested, throwing my backpack into the small backseat of my car.
"Sure! Sounds great. I'm starving!" Sango bounced cheerily going to the passengers side of the car, and getting in.
We headed on our way to Tankika Street Café, a small diner and coffeehouse off campus in the neighborhood they lived in. Sango and I both decided to get cheeseburgers and fries with Pepsi and just sat and chatted about school and ex boyfriends, deciding to go to my place so she could check it out. I was amazed at how quickly she and I became friends. I was telling her about stuff I'd never told Ayumi, Eri, or Yuka. We had an instant connection, and I loved it. I felt like she was the best friend I'd lacked all through grade school and up. I'd learned she was from Kyoto, and she had a younger brother, Kohaku who was going to be a senior in high school next year, that her parents had died shortly after her 18th birthday, and that her brother was staying with their grandmother in the outskirts of Tokyo, which was the reason she decided to go to Tankika in the first place.
"OH! I have something important to tell you." Sango sighed with a grumpy look on her face.
"Oh, what's that? It looks like bad news." I nervously answered.
"Hentai Playmate is being rented tonight. Frat party. So, I hope your ready to deal with idiots groping you big time tonight." she rolled her eyes.
"WHAT?! Which Fraternity?" I asked with interest and nervousness she sensed.
"I don't remember. But just be prepared." she answered taking the last bite of her cheeseburger, and wiping off her mouth with her balled up napkin.
"I was nervous enough when I thought I was going to be stripping in front of older guys, but now, guys from our school are going to be there. Man, I don't know what to think!"
"Don't worry, just act like you did last night. Trust me, we'll have something to drink, and we'll have a little help to get us through."
"Yeah.. But still!" I sighed, then a question popped into my mind, "why are you moving out of the place you renting now?"
"My roommates are assholes, I don't get along with them very well. It was the only place I could find though."
"Oh, I was just wondering. Well, lets get over to my place so you can check it out." I smiled, trying to not worry over the Frat party at her new job that night.
"Hell yeah! I know I'm going to love it!" she giggled happily, waving her arms frantically to get the waitress over to the table.
We cashed out, and headed back to my place. Sango loved it, and decided to start moving that day before they had to go in at 5. I thought it funny she had already had half her stuff packed up. She was defiantly ready to move out of where she was.
We accomplished getting a lot of her boxes of stuff out, but her furniture was still inside. She didn't have a lot of stuff. It took maybe ten or eleven trips back and forth to get it. They quit at about 3:30, and got ready to go to work. I grabbed my wallet out of my bag and hid the money I'd made the night before in my bathroom, in a tube from a roll of toilet paper under the sink.
After much deliberation of whether or not to get Sango's car right then and there, we decided just to ride with each other, after Sango prepared and we had snorted up the lines of glass she had set up for us. I pulled my car into the parking lot of the club, it wasn't busy at the moment. The place must be booked for about 8 or something like that. I though nervously. I looked over at Sango, we nodded and went inside, full of wonder at what the night would bring.
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