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AN – Okay, okay, so here is the first re-installment of Body Language. Revised, re-worked, re-vamped, and any other re- words you can think of…well almost. But anyways…(coughs) I hope you like it, and here we gooooo…
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The onyx and ivory keys stared at the very nervous Sango from their place in line; while the cold exterior of the Grand Piano before her played tricks with the assassin's head. Could strings and keys and a glassy coat look more disbelieving than they did now? Sango hadn't played piano in years; and all the ones she had played on could never compare to this master piece before her. But could you expect any less? Here she was, being held against her will by one of the most powerful men in the world.
And certainly the most egotistical.
Sango gave the rest of the monstrous room a cursory glance. To her left, sitting on a fancy tufted leather ottoman was Kagome, tied and gagged; and the only thing marring the perfect setting. Next to her, lounging on a chaise was their captor; his silver mane waved down his back in soft waves. He returned Sango's gaze, momentarily holding her there with stunning amber eyes; and they would have held her there longer had a movement to his left not drawn her attention away.
There sat Miroku, silent and frustrated. He was as helpless as the rest of them and it seemed to annoy him to no end.
Not that it didn't irritate Sango either; but she was obviously taking it in better stride.
Before moving back to the piano before her, Sango spared one last glance for her two betrayers in the corner of the room. Kikyou and Kagura sat motionless with arms crossed and that permanent bitchy glare on their faces. Sango scoffed in disgust at the two and looked away.
As she set her fingers to the appropriate keys Sango thought about their predicament. 'Its not so bad.' she mused. But the assassin couldn't help but have a second thought, as the slow, sweet music flowed through the room.
'Oh Kami, where the fuck is our back-up?'
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7 Years ago…
"Sango! Sango! Look what I found!" A fourteen year old Kagome practically danced up to Sango waving a piece of paper. "Look!" she pointed at the flyer with complete seriousness replacing her childish grin.
"What?" Sango glanced down at the paper and gasped. "You can't be serious Kagome. That's ridiculous! I mean really." She gave her friend a pitying look.
"I'm completely serious; you know that I have to do something to get away from them. They're ruining my life! I know you of all people understand! Were orphans together!" She gave Sango a pleading look. Kagome needed Sango's blessing, and hopefully she would even agree to join her; that would be perfect.
"I'm not an orphan Kagome! My family is going to adopt me…you wait and see." Sango crossed her arms. The doubt in her voice was evident even to her.
"Come on now…and how long have they been singing that song? It aint never gonna happen Sango, no body wants a fourteen year old child. They want newborns, bouncing and bubbly, and completely oblivious." Kagome crossed her arms to half-mock her friend. It was true though, and Sango needed to learn her lesson.
Although she hated making her feel bad in the process.
"Too long we've dealt with different homes; different fathers that sneak into our room at night and tell us that everything will be okay. Too long have we had to deal with our 'mothers' giving us the cold shoulder and blaming us because her husband likes us better. Its sick and its wrong, and I for one am not waiting around for my 'dad' to get any farther than peaking in on me while I'm in the shower!" She stomped her foot to make her point, scrunching her face into a sneer.
Sango sighed. Kagome was right and she knew it. Her new family kept making promises, and failed to deliver on any of them. They promised they would take in her brother out of the orphanage, and now, Sango had no idea where he was. They promised they would adopt her, months ago, and as far as she knew, they hadn't even visited a lawyer or the orphanage for that matter. Now it was looking like Kagome was going to get sent back there; and her own family was going to move soon. "Okay," she whispered. Sometimes conceding to her younger friend was her only course of action.
"Okay...Really Sango? Do you mean it?" She looked up at Sango with her big orb like eyes, and Sango couldn't resist.
"Yes, I will go with you." She half giggled in deliriousness. I can't believe I am doing this, it's absolutely ridiculous. But Kagome needed someone to watch her back. Ever since they were small children Kagome was walking into a situation half-cocked and completely unprepared; and Sango forever had to bail her out, or sneak her out, on certain occasions.
"Great, tell your family tonight! They can't stop you, you're fourteen and since they haven't adopted you, you're free to leave as long as you join the government. Same goes for me." Kagome grinned big and gave Sango a crushing hug.
She was getting stronger everyday. So was Sango though.
Ever since they first had creepy dads looking at them with leering eyes, they decided to be ready if an attack ever came. So each day they trained, and pushed their bodies to the edge, and even though they were both only fourteen, they were stronger than most grown men. But the best part was how easily they were able to hide their bulky muscles – simply because they had none. They never looked manly, considering how strong they were; in fact they looked the complete polar opposite. They could pass for naïve, innocent twelve year olds. It always was that way though. It used to be annoying, but the girls came to accept that gift; now seeing it as an easy way to dupe grown-ups.
"Sango, are you listening?" Kagome harrumphed.
"Ye…yeah. Yes. Sorry." Sango pouted.
"Its okay, but listen: the sign-up is tomorrow at 1 o'clock so were gonna have to skip the last part of school." Kagome smiled one last time, gave Sango a big hug, and then turned on her heal and walked away.
"Great, what have I gotten myself into now?" Sango rolled her eyes and headed in the opposite direction for home. Her foster parents were not going to be happy.
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"You what!?"
"I'm joining the government." Kagome crossed her arms and refused to look her parents in the eye. They had been arguing like this for over an hour, now her "father" had just walked in from Kami knows where, drunk off his ass, and having the same, but more violent reaction to his daughter's news.
"You think you're so smart!? You think you're better than us?! You're mother was probably a crack whore, and your Dad was probably her degenerate pimp! You - you're a slut just like her!" Kagome's blood boiled. She was praying he would hit her, so she could kick his ass. Hit me, hit me, hit me, please just hit me. "Look at me you little bitch!"
"Why, if I wanted to see an ugly, drunk, child molester I could just go back to my last foster prison." Kagome sneered. That would set him off. And it did. He reached back to punch her in the face; but before he could make contact Kagome slammed her hands over his ears, and then punched him in the balls. He squealed like pigs to the slaughter.
"Let's get a few things straight, shall we?" When her 'mother' dumbly nodded while her 'sweet-old daddy' rolled on the floor in the fetal position Kagome continued. "First: I am a straight-A student, in all advanced courses. Second: I have more class, more intelligence, and a better up-bringing than you low-life little shits could ever give me, or ever have. Third: my mother was a loving, caring, and beautiful woman, and my father was one of the most up-standing men. Far better than you! Or your whore of a wife, who by the way, is sleeping with your brother! And I know, I have to hear his name through the walls while you're at the bar getting shit-faced. And last, the only reason I have any sexual experience what so ever is because of the sick mother fuckers like you, who are compensating for crappy jobs, crappy marriages, and all but invisible dicks! So yes, I am leaving to join the government, and after I pack my bags, I'm leaving you pieces of trash forever too!" And with her flare for over-doing it, Kagome flipped both of them off and laughed as she walked out the door.
But that happy feeling lasted only a few minutes before reality set in. She couldn't go back to school, they would be sure to call the authorities; and until she actually made it to the sign-up place she was considered a run-away. It was cold, and it was dark. Not that she wasn't pretty sure she could take care of herself if any drifter decided she looked like fun, this still wasn't a peachy situation.
Okay, sort out your priorities Kagome. First - find a shelter for the night. That shouldn't be so hard. Kagome looked around the neighborhood. She had been walking for 20 minutes in no particular direction and no destination in mind, and now it seemed like she was in a completely foreign place, which was not a good thing considering she lived in a suburban area a half-mile from Tokyo. Things could definitely get sticky. Sango! That's where she could go! She just had to find the right street, that girl had to live somewhere around here.
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Sango did not live anywhere around there. After walking for hours through countless neighborhoods, she finally stumbled upon the highway. Thank who ever is up there lookin out for me! Kagome walked for what seemed like another 30 minutes before she found a familiar exit; unfortunately it was the one she took to her school, but it was the only thing familiar in her life right now, so she climbed over the railing and off the bypass, ignoring the sick guys who honked and yelled obscenities out their windows at her.
When Kagome arrived at her school, she burst into tears. She had been holding them back since reality set in hours ago. Now, seeing her school, the one place where she was actually happy, released the water works. She loved this place; everything good besides meeting Sango happened here, inside those premises. Plus she had been walking all night on little sleep, and was semi-delirious. None of these components mixed together well. She would never see her friends ever again. She would also be considered a high school drop out, and just knowing how disappointed her teachers would be also pained her. She had built a family here, and now she was throwing it all away. Kagome heard a sound and turned to see a patrol car rounding the corner. She flew beneath the gate and hid under one of the benches.
"Kagome Higurashi!" She saw a cop hanging out the passenger window with his hands cupped to his mouth, and peering around looking for her. "We will not harm you!"
'Yeah right, all you would do is simply tote me back to my either angry foster parents or the equally pissed off orphanage. But no, you wouldn't harm me personally.' She waited until they drove off a good distance and then climbed out from under the bench, sitting down to rest.
"Well now, wasn't that a spectacle." Kagome jumped out of her skin at the unexpected voice behind her.
"Who are you?!" then she realized she shouldn't be yelling, so she added again as a menacing whisper, "What do you want?"
"I was just passing by and saw your duck for cover at the sight at those cops. I am assuming that you're Kagome Higurashi?" The girl quirked her eye brow at her and then held out her hand. Kagome looked at it reproachfully. "Well damn girl, I'm not gonna bite. At least, that is not anywhere that will show." She grinned.
Kagome reached out and shook it tentatively. Who was this chick, and what did she want with me?
"Oh, excuse my manners; my name is Akiko Morioka." She bowed eloquently. "Pleased to be at your service."
"Huh? I don't need any help; I have been fending for myself until now, I'm sure I will be okay for the few remaining hours until daylight. Thank you very much." She snapped, crossing her arms in defiance.
Akiko sneered at Kagome. "Well excuse me Higurashi-San." She said with blatant sarcasm. Kagome huffed. "I just thought you looked a bit down on your luck is all; suits me for trying to help someone in a rough patch." She started to walk away when Kagome's stomach rumbled hungrily.
"Wait!" The girl downcast her eyes, rubbing her arms. "What did you have in mind?"
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Thirty minutes later Kagome found herself eating a hot meal, in an old club house with several other people her age, laughing and talking. "So Kagome," one of the particularly cute guys started, "what's your situation? How did you end up here with the likes of us?"
She started to shrug, but thought it over and went ahead and told them everything in one long burst of breath.
"Wow…what a story. But are you seriously gonna join up with the communists running our government?" Kagome looked away. She'd never lied about the fact that her government was not something she was proud of.
"To be honest, I have no other choice. It's either that or go back there; and that is so not happening."
"No, you don't have to. Stay with us. We're all runaways here; and we all have situations similar to yours. You would be a welcome addition to our family." Everyone joined in with agreement, and for half a second she actually started to say yes, but reason won her over. She couldn't leave Sango, and there was no way she would agree to this. Plus, that's not the life she wanted; to be on the run until she turned 18. And then be an outcast in society for having no proper education. That road would be fun now, but later on in life it would be for the worst. She slurped some of her miso. It was light by now, and time to get going.
"Gochi so sa ma." Kagome stood and stretched. "But, I should get going; I won't forget your kindness." As she turned to leave, she heard two people say 'wait.' It was Akiko and the one cute guy from earlier. They stood with her and started to leave as well. "What's the matter?"
"We will travel with you until you reach your destination." They grinned at her and then flanked Kagome on either side; wrapping their arms around her shoulders. She blushed when she felt his warm skin melt against hers, and she thought he must be a demon to be so warm blooded.
"What's your name?" She'd been dying to ask since Kagome had first seen him.
He laughed a rich hearty laugh, and it melted Kagome's heart as well. "If I tell you, will you stay with us?"
Kagome smirked. "No. But I will…" She puckered her face in concentration. Just then he laid a kiss on her scrunched nose. "Hey!"
"Sorry, couldn't resist." He just flashed her a lopsided grin and she couldn't help but grin back. "The name is Kouga."
"Well Kouga, do that again and you're a dead man." The two laughed and even Kagome chuckled at how silly it sounded coming from such a small girl. "How old are you, and what are you Kouga?"
The boy scoffed at her. "Excuse me, but did you ask what am I? That doesn't really seem proper."
"Well no one ever accused me of that."
"Mmhmm, sureeeeee. Well since you were so blunt with it, I am 16, and also happen to be a wolf demon. Is that okay with you Higurashi?"
"Sure sure. I think I have demon blood in me, but my parents died when I was real young, and I can't remember exactly what it is, or who I got it from." She shrugged her shoulders and kept walking, now with her arms around them as well. They looked like the closest friends in the world.
Just then Kouga sniffed her. "Whoa, personal boundaries much?" she snapped. Kagome wouldn't have been so much annoyed except for the fact that she was pretty darn sure she smelt like sweat and smoke, and no girl felt pretty when she smelled like that.
"Whew. You have so many smells goin' on that it's not even funny." Kagome anime sweat dropped. "But yeah, you are definitely a hanyou."
"Excuse me? No, I can't have that much demon blood in me. I can't." She got eerily silent and when Kouga started to ask what was wrong, Akiko shoved him in the shoulder.
"Don't worry about it; Akiko here is a deer hanyou." He said finally trying to cheer her up.
Kagome realized she was making a small scene so she pushed her dark thoughts away and seized the slight subject change. "So tell me Akiko, were you named after someone; it's such a beautiful name…'bright child'."
"Actually it was my mother's idea. But my variation means 'autumn child'. That was my grandmother's name."
Kagome blushed. "It is still very lovely. My name means nothing." She frowned.
"Awe, don't worry Kagome; I like your name, its cute."
'Wow, could this guy be flirting anymore? Oh well, I'm not complaining.' Kagome grinned sheepishly.
They walked on for a bit longer, silent but amiable; enjoying the company.
"Hey look!" Kouga pointed to a spring running through the woods they were walking in. "Anyone care for a swim?" Before she knew it Kouga and Akiko were stripping down to their underwear and diving in.
"Are you guys crazy, it's the middle of December; it must be freezing!" She gawked at them.
"Come off it Kagome! You're a hanyou, you'll be fine!" Kouga dived under and came up grinning. "Plus, you could use a bath." That was it. Kagome unashamedly stripped for Kouga's watchful gaze, and didn't even pause when he saw her abdomen. "Damn girl, you're almost as cut as me. I would've never guessed." Kagome canon-balled into the water: splashing everything in sight.
"WHEW! This feels amazing!" She dove under and swam up beside Kouga, then came up behind him and dunked him. Kagome and Akiko laughed uproariously.
"You guys think that's funny?" Kagome and Akiko were now barely suppressing their giggling. "Let's see you laughing when I do this…" Kouga dove under the water and Kagome and Akiko began searching it, waiting for him to surprise them. Instead they heard his laughing and looked up on the bank. There he was, holding their clothes, and dressed in his own; then Kouga began running into the woods at a break-neck speed.
"Oh shit." Murmured Akiko.
"Oh shit." Agreed Kagome.
They both raced out of the water, and by time they made it off the bank, Kouga was back, smiling. "My, my, my, did you miss me that much?"
"Cut the crap Kouga! Where's our clothes?" yelled Akiko.
"Yeah, what she said!"
"Calm down ladies, I think you look fine just the way you are." His sweeping gaze lingered on Akiko's very curvy and well-endowed frame, but rested on Kagome's more muscular and taller body. Kagome had never been self-conscience before, but standing next to Akiko in their underwear made her realize that her body didn't stand a chance. There Akiko was, only roughly 15 and a definite D cup, if not double. It was stupid of her, because she herself was a C, but it did make her resent Akiko just a bit. She felt like the jolly Japanese giant compared to her.
Kagome crossed her arms, and headed off into the jungle. Akiko did the same but headed into the opposite direction to search that area. Kouga followed Kagome and began nagging her. "What do you want clothes for, you're body is best displayed naturally."
"Come off it. I need to find my clothes. I don't fancy running around in the woods half naked in the cold and wet."
"The cold won't bother you, you're a canine hanyou; if you want, I could probably tell you what you are now." Kouga inched closer to Kagome. As soon as he got close enough, Kagome closed the gap between them and kissed him.
He pulled away; and looked at her in the eyes. Then he was kissing her again. Kagome's heart began racing and she felt her breathing getting thick. She thought she heard a moan, and wasn't sure if it was herself or Kouga. They fell to the ground and were both exploring every inch of each other's bodies. She started sliding his shirt up and when he lifted his arms to take it off; she yanked it off him and jumped away. "AHA!" Kagome put on the oversized shirt and began dancing and skipping around like she had won a competition.
"What the…?" It took Kouga a second to realize what just happened, but when he did, he just smiled. "Okay, I deserved that."
Kagome was surprised he had taken her deception so well, though she really didn't even have to act, he had really been getting her hot. She remembered his tongue exploring her mouth and she blushed. Kouga grinned because he could still smell her extreme arousal.
He was still half-cocked himself- literally. But he didn't even try to hide it, and when Kagome glanced down she blushed even deeper and turned around to start walking again. She gasped when she heard him whispering in her ear "At least now you will smell like me." Then he walked ahead and she caught up to him.
"What's that supposed to mean?" She questioned him. "I never knew smell was such a big deal, in fact I hardly know anything about demonology at all."
"It means that if you meet another male demon, he will know that you have been with me." He smiled in remembrance of the last five minutes. "You don't know how hot that is to me. Or how crazy that will drive other demons. You just better be glad that it's not January or February."
Kagome raised her eyebrow. "Whys that?"
"Because that my dear Kagome, is when a coyote is usually in heat."
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An – okay, that really was revised my peeps. For new readers, I hope you like it so far, and for my oldies I sure hope you can see the obvious improvements and the extreme amount of editing that went into this chapter. I think the entire first section with Sango was all new. But anyway, more to come, and definitely quicker cause it's pretty much already written. Although this did take a lot longer than I thought it would. So yeah, enjoy.