Rhea: I Downloaded this chapter. Miranda can say hello for you
Miranda: ... hi? XD whee, our first chappie!
Two girls were weaving through the club floor, looking around carefully. The shorter one said, "Um...where are they? Where are Red and Shorty?"
The other one, Rhea, had to shove off a drunken guy that was dancing before she could reply. "Hell if I knew! They're probably off on a balcony, laughing their asses off at us! I say we ditch."
Miranda, the first girl pouted while she looked around, "But…I wanna see Hiei."
Rhea gave in. "Okay, okay, we'll keep looking."
Suddenly, Miranda spotted a flash of cherry red hair. "Ooh! Is that Kurama?" Without even momentary warning, the short girl dragged her reluctant friend over to Kurama, and a very bored-looking Hiei.
The grey-eyed girl glared, but only for a moment.
Kurama smiled mischievously to himself. "Hello ladies."
Rhea gave him a short "'Sup?" before turning her attention to Hiei. "Hey Hiei, I'd watch it if I were you, you're not wearing your platforms shoes, you might get kicked out, it's an adult club!"
The only response Hiei would give her was a "Hmph!"
Miranda said, "Heh, um, Rhea? Other than Kurama, and I guess Hiei too, we're not exactly adults…"
A slap to the poor girl's head was Rhea's first response. "Shuddup! You're going to get us both thrown out! Besides, at least I look old enough." She gestured at Hiei smirking.
Hiei snapped, "I will kill you."
Rhea only retorted, "Yeah, if you could reach me."
Before Hiei could respond again, Miranda interrupted with "Aw, be nice Hiei. C'mon, let's dance!" and with that, she dragged a wide-eyed fire demon onto the dance floor.
All Rhea had time to say was, "HEY!! WE DIDN'T COME HERE TO DANCE!!"
But by the time she was done, the pair was long gone, thanks to Miranda.
Kurama smiled politely, but there was a glint in his eyes. He obviously had no troubles with being left alone with Rhea. "Would you like a drink?" he offered. "Some wine perhaps?" then he grinned, "or are you here for the blood?"
At his words, Rhea perked up like a cat at the smell of fine cream. "Blood sounds nice."
Meanwhile, Hiei stubbornly refused to move to the music gyrating and pumping through the club. "I don't dance."
"Aw, c'mon, it's easy!" said Miranda. "Here, I'll show you", and she danced to the music, moving slowly and surely to the slow, steamy beat. "Just…move your hips, Hiei!"
Hiei, however, was still being stubborn, "I'll pass."
All Miranda could think of doing was dragging him closer to her, much closer, and turning around, with his hands on her hips, swaying. "Just move to the music, its fun!"
Hiei looked at her. "You're not going to give in without a fight, are you woman?"
She tossed him a grin over her shoulder. "Nope!"
Kurama's eyes widened slightly. "Um…uh, what blood type would you prefer?" he asked hesitantly, leading Rhea to the bar.
Rhea got a look on her face, one that quite clearly said 'I can't believe you're that blonde…'
"I was kidding," Kurama, meanwhile, made an "oops" face. To the bartender, he said "Glenmorangie, on the rocks, please." He turned to Rhea and smiled again. "And you?"
Even though Hiei was trying to dance as well as he could, Miranda tossed him another grin. "You have no clue what you're doing, do you?" she said, just for the fun of it.
It worked, sort of. "…Shut up…" was all he said.
Meanwhile, Rhea was glaring at Kurama and his scotch. "How 'bout nothing? I'd prefer to stay sober."
He gave her a cheeky grin. "My demonic blood keeps me sober much longer than a human could." He took his scotch from the bartender, but when he tried to turn around; he stumbled a little, and spilled half of it down Rhea's shirt, right as another slow song started playing.
Rhea was infuriated. "Oh my god! You did that on purpose!!"
Kurama pretended to have no clue what she was talking about. "Hm, did what? Hey, a slow song. Do you want to dance?" He smiled winningly, trying to take her mind off of the fact she had half a glass of scotch down her shirt, all thanks to him.
However…it didn't work.
That much was obvious, as Rhea glared at him again. "You know I can't dance, and besides, I'm wet and smell drunk now."
Kurama straightened a little, his eye catching a pair on the floor. "Well, neither can Hiei, but look at him and Miranda."
Rhea turned to where his eyes were trained, and burst out laughing, as Kurama looked at her strangely. She explained, "Hiei looks like a perverted little kid."
Kurama had to grin somewhat perversely at that. "Well, I don't. I guess I'm …bigger, mm?"
Rhea just ignored his remark. "When's our next gig?" she asked, sitting on one of the old, scratched up fake-leather bar stools.
Kurama bowed his head slightly, his bangs falling over his eyes. "Hehheh, as soon as Miranda untangles herself from Hiei over there."
His eyes widened as Rhea screamed, "WHAT?! Please tell me we aren't performing tonight!" Kurama chuckled. "You thought we just randomly came to this club?"
Rhea defended herself, "Maybe! No one ever told me! I just got a text from Miranda, saying 'Meet me at Club Thrust at 8'!"
As Rhea said so, poor Hiei slipped on some random spilled drink, and with a mere "AHK!!" fell onto his ass.
Rhea actually heard it even from where she was, and though her eyes widened, she was already laughing. And then poor Miranda, tripped right over Hiei's feet, and fell on top of him with an "AIIIEEE!"
This time, Rhea laughed even harder. She managed to choke out: "Well … I'm glad we didn't dance."
Meanwhile, Miranda was red enough to be considered a human cherry, untangling herself from Hiei…only to trip over someone else and fall down again.
Kurama chuckled quietly. But there was a sad note in his voice when he said, "Yes, I suppose so…"
Rhea noticed, and felt kind of bad, and not to mention worried. "Don't say it like that! Our tail bones would probably be broken too!"
He looked at her, and smiled softly. "Probably. Now, shall we go get set up while the others…er, come back?"
But Rhea's mind was on a different path. 'Oops, I hurt his feelings…maybe I should dance with him, after our grand gig.' "Um, yeah, okay," she said, getting up.
"Hey, where's your microphone?" Kurama asked.
Meanwhile, Miranda managed to get up successfully. "Hiei? Remind me to never dance with you again…"
Hiei got up too, dusting himself off. "Yeah, sure. I think you have two left feet."
Rhea blinked. "Umm…mic…what? Sorry, I spaced a bit," was all she offered as explanation, hitting herself lightly on the head with a cheesy grin.
Kurama was exasperated, "I said, 'where is your microphone?' You're singing in ten minutes you know…"
Rhea: I apologize for it being so short.
Miranda: ...
