Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. He solely belongs to the wonderful Rumiko Takahashi.
Full summary:
Kagome Higurashi is a hip hop dance teacher. Music is her life. It's the one and only thing(other than her best friend Sango)she looks to for comfort, especially after the heartbreak. Inuyasha Tashioma is a basketball coach. Sports are his release, especially after his heart was torn apart by someone he thought he loved. What happens when these two worlds collide? Read and find out. This is my first fic so go easy on me. R&R!
Prologue
4 months ago. . .
Shock.
It was the only word that could describe what Kagome was currently feeling. It was like she was a two year old who had lost her favorite toy. The girl shook slightly. Hot tears burst from the dam that kept them at bay and began cascading down her cheeks. A thumb reached out and wiped one away.
"Now Kagome. . . don't cry."
Sniffling, the girl pushed the man's hand away and wiped at her tears.
"Hm."
"I'm sorry Kagome," the voice apologized. He sighed. "I truly am."
The tears continued to slide down over her smooth cheeks. She blinked a few times, as her world became blurry and wiped at her tears once more.
"But why?" she asked, voice shaky. "What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing. You're great," the voice responded quickly.
The girl snorted bitterly. If I'm so great then why are you leaving me? Normal men don't leave behind great women.
"Then why?"
"I'm not here to be your sideline toy," he said.
"I haven't made you my sideline toy!" she yelled. "I'm with you all the time!"
"You spend more time at you dance studio than with me!"
"That's my job! It means the world to me! Damn it, Hojo I can't just drop everything to be with you! You're not that damn special!"
Anger blazed in his brown eyes as the words the girl spoke took a stab at his pride.
"Then it's a damn good thing that I can drop you!"
Kagome took a step back from him, shock once again evident on her face. Hojo took a deep breath to calm himself.
"I didn't mean it like that."
"But it's the truth?" she asked, smiling painfully through her tears. He nodded weakly.
"I can't just sit in the background. I care about you I do. But I can't be made second to a bunch of kids. I'm sorry."
Kagome looked down and shook her head.
"No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you wasted your time pretending to care."
"I wasn't pretending."
Hojo wrapped his arms around the girl and rested his chin on the top of her head.
"I wasn't. I really did care."
Kagome gave a short bitter laugh.
"Yeah. Past tense. "
The tears burned in her eyes again and she shook her head pulling back from him.
"If you're gonna leave, then go."
He sighed and pulled back a little, running a finger down her cheek and brushing once more at the tears.
"You're a beautiful girl, Kagome."
His fingers slipped into her soft raven tresses and he pulled her head towards him.
"You'll meet someone new."
The boy leaned forward to place a kiss on her lips. Kagome moved her face to the side. She loved him, but to know that putting her love for dancing before him meant that he didn't support her anymore . . .
"Just go," she whispered.
He frowned and kissed her forehead.
"Alright."
The man pulled back from his now ex girlfriend and made his way to her front door. He turned and glanced back at her. Kagome stared at him blankly.
"Goodbye."
"Bye."
When the door closed, leaving the broken girl alone in her house, she collapsed to the floor on her knees, staring at the door. Sliding up onto the couch, she grabbed a remote and turned on the stereo and let the music blast.
Confusion.
This was the word that could explain the expression on Inuyasha's face when he walked into his house to see his girlfriend with two suitcases by her feet.
"What do you mean you're leavin' me?"
"Exactly what I said."
The buy stared at the girl before him. She ran a hand through her ebony waist-length hair.
"But, Kikyo," he said. "I thought you loved me."
"I do, Yasha," Kikyo replied, cupping his cheek. "But I can't do this anymore."
"Do what?"
"Sit around while you play basketball!"
Kikyo threw her hands into the air and whirled around on him. He stepped back slightly. She humphed, while moving hair out her face.
"What do you want me to do?" he questioned, looking her over. "It's my job."
"Show me some attention!" Kikyo yelled. "And it's volunteer work."
"You used to like what I do. What happened?"
"It became more important than me!"
"That's not true!" he growled.
"Yes, it is!" Kikyo shouted. "It's all you ever talk about; all you ever think about. I feel like I'm competing with Spaulding!"
"Who the hell is Spaulding!" Inuyasha demanded.
Kikyo nodded towards the ball in his hands. With a growl, he dropped the ball and grabbed her by her shoulders. He pulled her to him.
"You're not leaving!" he growled.
"I'm not asking permission!" Kikyo said through clenched teeth.
Inuyasha's eyes softened and he released his hold on her.
"But I love you!"
"I love you too, Inuyasha, but I can't come second to a ball!"
Inuyasha watched Kikyo grab her luggage walk around him to the front door. She stopped at the door and looked back at Inuyasha. Biting her lip, she opened the door.
"Goodbye."
The door closed and Inuyasha stared at it. One word left his lips.
"Kikyo."
With a sigh, Inuyasha ran his fingers through his long hair. He grabbed his ball and went outside to shoot a few. The last thing he heard was Kikyo's car driving away.