I'm writing on a whim here. I was lying on my bed, listening to my new ipod when suddenly I got this idea. And as you know, if I don't write the blasted thing, it'll haunt me until I do. I'm weird like that, I know. Can't be helped.
Sooo….. If you like it just drop a review. :P
Disclaimer: Don't own Inuyasha or Yu Gi Oh Gx L Boo hoo. Ah well I can pretend, can't I?
Pairing: Zane/Kagome
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Kagome gave a relieved sigh as class was dismissed. Finally, she thought it would never end. Looking around at the other students/duelists she frowned a bit. Really, Duel Academy was so different from home.
Walking out of class and making her way to her dorm, she thought about how she had ended up here. After returning from the past, successfully defeating Naraku, completing the jewel and coming to terms with her feelings for Inuyasha, she had nothing to do but to hang out with Souta.
It would seem that while she had been in the past, Souta had become exceptionally well at their old pastime game, duel monsters. She learned of the many changes that had occurred and since she didn't have anything better to do, she bugged her little brother until he finally taught her everything he knew.
After that they went to minor tournaments and matches. It came as a surprise when she had gotten a scholarship to duel academy. At first she was going to reject but with Soutas constant pestering and sad eyes she agreed.
Sometimes she wished she hadn't. It seemed everyone here breathed, lived and played duel monsters to the extreme. So lost in her musings, Kagome bumped into someone causing her books to fall to the floor.
Her blue eyes snapped up to meet the eyes of none other then Zane Truesdale, prodigy of the duel academy and most sought after guy. Now if she were any other person she'd either grovel at his feet or shrink back. But is she were any other girl, she would have tried to, 'ahem', use her feminine charms and try to woo him.
But Kagome, being Kagome, did neither. She gave a small sigh before crouching down and picking up her books. A spark of surprise entered Zanes eyes. Why didn't she act like all the other girls?
He slowly crouched down as well, picking up a few books. This time it was Kagomes eyes who portrayed surprise. He held out the books to her. Snapping out of her daze she accepted them. The moment their hands touched, a tingling sensation went through them both.
Kagome instantly reeled her hand back, not liking where this was going. "Thank you," she mumbled. She bolted away from him like the dogs of hell were snapping at her heels.
Interesting, Zane thought for a fleeting moment, trying to think of who she was. He shrugged it off, he had places to be, namely a masquerade ball three hours from now.
Kagome gave a huff as she heard the other girls squeal about how gorgeous the other looked. It was the masquerade ball, and all of them had dolled up in hopes of catching a guys eyes. Namely, Zane Truesdale.
Giving a disgusted sigh at the antics of her kind, she flopped on her bed, wanting to doze off. A few minutes later though, she found out, it was extremely hard too doze off when she was victim to hearing the loud squealing and screeching.
Grabbing a nearby book she opened it and began reading, becoming more and more into it, so much she didn't notice that all the girls had left. She was surprised though, when she heard a knock at her door.
Standing up, she strode towards the door, opening it to find Crowler. "Professor Crowler?" she questioned, curious as to why the….oddly dressed man was knocking at her door.
"Kagome?" Crowler questioned in his nasally voice, "What are you doing here?"
"Should I not be here?" Kagome asked confused as to why he was here in the first place. "Well of course not you silly girl!" he balked "You should be at the masquerade!" Suddenly he got curious. Why was a pretty, even beautiful, girl like Kagome doing here and not at the masquerade?
"Well I don't know," Kagome said tersely "I don't really want to go and even if I did I don't have a dress or mask for that matter. So no point. Plus I doubt it'll be that much fun"
Crowler frowned, how dare she say that. "I'm sure it will be splendid," he stressed "After all I did plan out the whole event!"
Kagome rolled her eyes, "Then no offense professor, I doubt it'll be that much fun. I'd probably die within an hour if I stayed there."
Crowlers eyes burned with a strange intensity and Kagome found herself taking a step back. "Fine," he said "Let me make you a deal, you go to the ball, and if you return by midnight then I'll assume that my organization of the masquerade was a disaster-"
"What's in it for me?" Kagome questioned, a bit curious. Crowler frowned a bit, he loathed to say it but he did, "A week free of homework. But if you come any later then midnight, your on cleanup duty for a month "
Kagome mentally jumped for joy, " Fine then you have to make it two weeks. But you forget, I don't have a dress." Crowler gave a large smile, instantly making Kagome regret reminding him.
Kagome didn't know what she was expecting when Crowler said he had a dress for her. Some pink frilly monster from hell maybe? Well it seemed she was in for a surprise. Crowler brought one of the most beautiful dresses she had ever seen.
It a long strapless floor length white gown. The skirt was a bit puffy and trailed a bit but it wasn't that bad. The top was a corset style, the strings at the back. Decorating the front of the corset was a set of small diamonds and pink gems in the shape of an exotic flower of sorts. The neckline was modest, with small pink gems littering the edge and outlining it.
"Wow," she said a bit breathless. Crowler rolled his eyes, really what did she expect, he was the most fashionable man out there!
"Now come on girl," he said shoving the dress, along with beautiful white mask, almost a replica of the one in a Cinderella story, into her arms. "Go get changed and I'll do your hair."
Kagome quickly went into her bathroom and began changing. "And by the way," Crowler said "You have to stay for at least an hour and a half."
"Fine," Kagome's muffled voice flitted through the door. "But why were you knocking at my door at this hour anyway. And professor Crowler, why DO you have a dress like this in the first place."
Crowler picked at the pink frills of his sleeves. "It was supposed to be worn by my fiancée on our wedding day," he said a bit sadly "Though she left me the day before."
Kagome was silent, "Oh," she said softly "I'm sorry professor." Crowler shook his head a bit, his blond hair shaking. "Well hurry up girl!" he said changing the subject, "Let see what you look like."
The door to the bathroom slowly opened and Kagome emerged wearing the dress. If it were any other man they would of thought she was an angel. The artificial lighting of the bathroom pooled around her in a golden light.
Crowler looked at her before nodding. The dress looked magnificent on her, simply stunning. The corset emphasized her tiny waist and the fabric of the skirt pooled around her beautifully. He took a quick glance at the clock.
"Hurry girl!" he said "Let's start with your makeup." Kagome took in his violet painted lips and said one thing, "You can do the hair, but the makeup I'll do."
Half an hour later Kagome was set and ready to go. And by gosh, she couldn't have looked any more beautiful. Her makeup was light, a simple clear gloss, smoky eye shadow and eyeliner. Crowler had curled her ebony hair before piling it up with bobby pins. A few loose strands here and there framed her face. The dress didn't drag as much now that she wore her four inch silver heels.
Kagome looked up at her professor through the mask, "Lets get this over with." Crowler rolled his eyes and handed her a white shawl. Kagome wrapped it around shoulders and Crowler took a step back. His lips turned down into a frown. "What's wrong now?" Kagome questioned a bit impatiently.
"It seems like something's missing," he mumbled then brightened "You need jewelry! A necklace of sorts."
Kagome thought for a moment, "I have something." she said. Walking over to her table she opened up a small velvet box, out from it came none other then the infamous Shikon no Tama. It was on a simple silver chain with two diamond shaped pieces of silver on each side.
"Hmmm," Crowler examined it, "This is perfect. Now get down to the lobby and I'll have a car for you there."
Kagome nodded and clasped the necklace around her neck before walking out the door and down the stairs. Waiting for her was that vice-chancellor, Bonaparte.
The short French man gave a grumble, "Hurry up girl," he said in his French accent "Let's go." Sticking her tongue out at the vice chancellors back she got into the sleek black car. She slumped back into the seats, waiting to arrive for her hour and a half of utter boredom.
Oh how wrong she was.
Zane Truesdale made his way through the throng of insistent, and some scandalously dressed, girls, all wanting to dance with him. He made his way to his brother and his group of friends.
"Wow Zane," Jayden remarked, blinking up at him from his mask "Looks like you're the ladies man tonight."
"I agree with Jayden," Jesse commented, "I've never seen so many girls after one guy at a time." Alexis sighed a bit and looked at Zane. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, he looked very handsome. The black tuxedo and blue dress shirt, three buttons undone at the top, along with the mysterious black mask could make any girl swoon. Not to say that the other boys didn't look handsome, it just seemed he stood out a bit more.
Zane let out a slow, inaudible sigh. Really why were all girls so, clingy and strange? Was there not one, just one girl out there, who'd like him for him? Not his looks, money or status but him?
If only he knew.
Outside,Kagome stared at the lavishly decorated entrance and gulped. Why was she doing this again? She turned to her vice chancellor.
"Umm," she began, "Don't leave. Please. I won't stay that long, an hour and a half and I'll be coming back, ok?"
The short French man gave an indignant huff, causing Kagome to frown. "Well here goes nothing," she mumbled to her self. Walking inside she took one last breath before proceeding.
Opening the large oak doors, she stepping to the light. For a moment, it seemed everything stopped. The chatter, the dancing, the soft melodious music being played by the band. All eyes were on her.
Great…. she thought…Just what I needed. Everyone looking at me.
Suddenly the room burst into whispers, some even pointed. Ignoring the stares, she carefully picked up her skirt and slowly made her way down the stairs. As she arrived at the bottom it seemed everyone snapped out of their stupor and began with what they were doing once again. The dancing, dining and chattering once again began.
The only difference was, Kagome was surrounded by a group of boys, all vying for a dance. After placing her shawl on a nearby table she accepted one of the boys offer to dance, and soon they both began gliding across the wooden floor.
All the while dancing, and feigning interest in the conversation the boy seemed to be holding up, Kagomes eyes constantly drifted towards the clocks. When it was time to change partners, her own partner seemed to give a reluctant sigh before handing her over to none other then Zane himself.
Zane looked at the ebony haired girl dancing with him. She seemed tense and anxious. Ever since he had seen her descend the stairs he felt as if he knew her.
Kagome gave a tired sigh, "You know," she said "I didn't even want to come here in the first place." Why the heck she was telling him this, she didn't know. But the silence was unnerving. He merely raised an eyebrow, "Is that so? But why?"
"I assumed it was going to be boring," she explained as they danced a bit farther from the rest of the dancers, "The only reason I came was because of a bet of sorts."
Zane was amused, a bet? "What sort of bet?" he questioned softly as he twirled her. He looked into her stunning blue eyes and for a moment, he felt trapped in their gaze.
"Well," her sweet voice brought him back to reality, " Let's just say I can get out of two weeks worth of homework this way."
From across the room, Syrus looked in awe at his brother. "Wow," he commented "I've never seen Zane and a girl so….in sync before."
"Tch," Chazz said "I still think he's gay." Jayden laughed out loud, leaning onto Jesse for support. "Don't let the girls hear you Chazz," he said "They'd hunt you down and burn you for even suggesting that their 'darling' Zane was gay."
Unknown to both Zane and Kagome, they had dance so far out that they had completely left the ballroom and were outside on the large, beautifully decorated balcony.
Alexis, from where she was watching the duo, quickly strode over and shut the French doors, giving the two some privacy. The shutting doors brought the two of them to the realization of where they were. They stopped there dancing and looked at the doors in question.
"How'd that happen?" Kagomes questioned, still in the embrace of Zanes arms. He shrugged, not making a move to change their current position.
With nothing else to do the two began a conversation. They were so immersed in their talk, of about everything to nothing, they didn't notice the time. After what seemed like forever, they stopped talking and just basked in the silence and each others presence.
Zane would never admit it, but he thought he may have found his perfect girl. She was funny, witty, intelligent and seemed very down to earth. Not once did she try to make a pass at him in the time they had talked. Then realization hit him, he didn't even know her name.
He glanced at her from where she was leaning against the railing, toying with her necklace and staring up at the bright, full moon. Her lips parted in thought and he couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking about.
For once in a long time Kagome felt she met a guy, a guy she could truly and honesty like, if not fall in love with. Behind his cold mask of indifference Zane was just like any normal guy, in a strange way though, he reminded her of Sesshomaru.
At the thought of Sesshomaru came Inuyasha. She felt a pang go through her heart and unconsciously gripped the jewel in her hand tighter, not noticing it crack.
"What are you thinking about," Zane asked quietly from behind her, his arms were still around her waist and he leaned in a bit more. He had still to ask her name, but for now he was fine with not knowing, he would ask at the end of the ball. Big mistake.
She turned and looked up at him through her white mask. Blue eyes brimmed with emotion locked with his own oddly colored teal ones. "Just thinking about how beautiful it is tonight," she whispered.
Zane looked at her hard and long, demoralizing the beautiful picture she made. The moonlight shone onto her, basking her within it glow. Her ebony hair shone out and the sheen of blue stood out against her dark locks. The duelists eyes fell on her shining lips.
Slowly, as if giving her a chance to pull away, he lowered his face to hers. Kagome didn't stop his approach and slowly, her eyes slid shut. Finally their lips met in a sweet kiss. Feelings sky rocketed between the two as they both gave into to what seemed like the best kiss of their lives.
Zanes grip on her waist tightened and soon he had crushed her against him. Kagome tentatively brought her arms up to wrap around his shoulders, continuing their amazing kiss. Sadly, it wasn't meant to last any longer.
The loud chiming of the grandfather clock made its was into Kagomes hazy mind. She broke of the kiss, panting a bit, and stared out the French doors. "Oh no," she said "It's midnight!"
Zane was startled when she ripped away from his arms and threw open the French doors, rushing away from him. It took a second to register what had happened before he bounded after her. She couldn't leave, he didn't even know her name! And that kiss, that amazing kiss, told him everything he needed to know. That was his perfect girl, and she was running away!
Jayden and the rest watched as the girl Zane had been with the entire night burst through the doors and started rushing towards the other end of the ballroom. They watched, slack jawed, as not a minute later, Zane rushed out after her, quite intent on catching up to her.
As he passed by the group he told them one thing, "Stop her!" Nobody had heard such urgency in his voice before so they leapt into action. Jesse, Chazz and Jayden, being rushed after her as Zane fended off the swarm of girls that surrounded him. His teal eyes pleaded for her to stop but she didn't see him.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god," Kagome repeated to herself as she rushed past the boys, intent on grabbing her shawl and making it out of there. Though it seemed that three boys in particular, wanted to stop that from happening.
"Stop!" Jayden said standing in front of her. Jesse stood on her left while Chazz on her right. "Please," she said in a pleading tone, noting that Zane was also catching up, "Let me through."
"No can do miss," Jesse replied giving her a charming smile. "I think someone needs to talk to ya." He tilted his head towards the fast approaching Zane.
Kagome thought of the only thing to do in such a situation, "Look! It's Yugi Moto!" All three eyes snapped towards where she pointed, "Where?!" they asked. Turning back they noticed she had disappeared.
"Hey," Jayden said gesturing to the empty spot, "Wasn't she just there?" Chazz scanned the crowd "Look!," he pointed to where she had bounded to. The mystery girl had grabbed her shawl and was bounding up the stairs, Zane hot on her trail.
"Wait!" Zane said to his mystery girl. Kagome took the chance and stole a glance at him, the look in his eyes almost made her stop, almost. She gave her head a quick shake and opened the large oak doors, chilled a bit at the large gust of air that hit her. As she raced towards the waiting car she never noticed half of the jewel broke off.
Zane watched in agony as his mystery girl jumped into the car and sped off. He lowered his head in disappointment. Just as he turned to go back inside, and begin looking for any clues as to who she may be, a pink glittering caught his eye.
Slowly crouching he picked up the object. It was half of the jewel she had worn around her neck that night. Determination entered his eyes as he gripped the half tighter.
This was his biggest clue to finding her. He would find his mystery girl, that was a promise. And Zane Truesdale never broke a promise. Ever.