She was a typical sixteen-going-on-seventeen female by the name of Kagome. Kagome had a loving family, wonderful friends and a good shot at getting a scholarship to Julliard in New York City, something she'd dreamed about since the time she laced up her very first Pointe shoes at the age of ten. She had just walked into her home away from home, the dance studio she had been going to since she was four.
Looking around, she saw that there was a light on in the back room and though that the owner, Cindy, had been going in and out, so decided to leave it on and go ahead into the studio's large "room A." She sat on one of the stacks of mats and dug out her shoes. She stood up, took her jeans and tank top off, revealing her leotard and tights. She slipped one foot into the shoe she had dug out moments ago and pointed her toes so she could lace them up. She started from the back, wrapping up and moving quickly.
When she was finally finished lacing, she started warm ups. She finished and walked over to the gargantuan stereo system in the corner of the room and pressed play. She got in position for when the music started. The first bars of the introduction to Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake Overture started, and she was off, a blur of black and pale pink. She knew where she was going, but she had no idea who was watching her.
Three men, all similar in appearance, stood on the window side of a two way mirror, taking in the sight before them. When the music stopped, the youngest man, about eighteen, spoke.
"Father, she proves to be a very good choice, I think I am starting to like the idea of her being my w-" He was cut off when the stereo started flowing and Usher sang "Yeah." Kagome had, in the time it took Inuyasha to say those words, changed her shoes, put her street clothes back on and got in position for another dance. Inuyasha took one look at what his half-brother was gesturing at with his thumb and instantly, his jaw dropped.
The future Mrs. Inuyasha Takahashi was doing a hip-hop routine that would make anyone's mouth dry. He was so engrossed in it; he didn't even realize that his father and older half-brother had left to let him talk to Kagome alone. The only thing that brought him out of the trance was that the music had stopped and Kagome was walking toward the door. He quickly stood up and strode to the opposite side of the room, so as not to frighten her when she came out of the studio.
Kagome opened the door, stepped out and closed it behind her. She slung her backpack onto her shoulder and looked around the lobby to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything when lo and behold, there's a man propped up against the wall with his arms folded, wearing a pair of jeans and an open, button up shirt over a sleeveless tank.
"So, I was watching you just now and I think you're really good." He said when he was sure she noticed him.
"Thank you. Is there something I can do for you?" She asked, not wanting to be rude.
"Actually, there is," Inuyasha said, then smirked, "Kagome." After he said her name, Kagome ran for the door and almost had the doorknob turned when an arm shot out from behind her and held the door closed. Warm breath whispered into her ear. "Ya know, hanyous aren't the best people to make brash actions around." He put one claw on her neck, by her left ear and traced all the way to the right ear and smirked when she shuddered. He stepped back, sensing that she was a little more frightened than he wanted her.
She took a deep breath and said "I feel at such a disadvantage, you know my name, but I don't remember you telling me yours."
"My name's Inuyasha Takahashi. There's something that I need to talk to you about. Please come with me." He put a hand on her lower back and pushed gently when she didn't move. 'Don't make this man mad Kagome' she kept telling herself. When they arrived outside in the rear of the studio, she saw a black limo and prayed that this man wasn't in the mafia, enlisted by Kouga to kill her. That man always hated her, ever since she broke up with him to advance further into dance.
He must have been reading her mind at that moment because what he said totally corresponded with her thoughts, "don't worry, we're not going to kill ya." She looked at him and he shrugged and said "I could sense your fear, a fear that only comes when someone's about to be murdered." Her better judgment screamed against it but she couldn't help it and asked "And you would know this how?"
"Because I've killed someone before." He said with a smirk.
"I was afraid of that." She replied. They had finally arrived at the limo and Inuyasha opened the door. What she saw was something she didn't want to see.
