Hola, people.

New story. AU, of course. Cuz, I'm incapable of writing much else. In this first part, I wanna thank Obsessed714 (aka Nicki) cuz she's working on this with me...she came up with the idea!! So, hollla!!!

If she decides to say anything, it'll be at the bottom...

I'm keeping my usual policy. If you want to review, review. If you don't, don't. And flames are accepted; I, Lynne, will take them and use them to burn all remenants of my ex-boyfriend.

Quick Reasons for Rating: If you don't like it, don't read it. As I said with my last story, I don't want this thing being pulled cuz you don't pay attention to warnings.
There's gonna definitely be cursing. I'm known for my trashy mouth. I'm sorry. I'll try to keep it as...er...normal as I can. I'll also throw in citrus. I'm not so sure as to a lemon or not. If it flows, it'll come. I don't like how I did it in my last story...it was forced and so in a way that didn't please me or the readers. - Ok, ramble done.

Enjoy!!
Lynne and Nicki

Chance Meeting

"Ok, we'll try this one more time. Ok, Kagome? Kagome?" A guy was trying to raise Kagome out of her blank stare. She seemed to have turned off.

"Huh? Oh, sorry." She said, blinking.

"Ok, come on. I want to go over this routine once more before you go." The guy said.

"Ok, Miroku. What are we doing again?"

"Swing, Kagome. Geez, can you focus for more than twenty seconds?" he asked, growing steadily more and more impatient.

"Right. Ok, smart ass, get your butt over here, and get those daddies swingin!" she said, getting up with a playful hop.

"Yes, dearest." Miroku responded, popping in Kagome's Big Bad Voodoo Daddy CD and joining her to go over her routine.

Miroku was probably only five years older than Kagome, if that, yet he was an accomplished swing dancer and knew how to throw Kagome around more provocatively than anyone else she danced with. That's why she still took lessons from him. He was the only guy she really danced with. He had a gift for making a girl forget all her problems at the door...although usually once you walked through that door, most girls were faced with two even bigger problems; 'Mr. Right' and 'Leftie.' Kagome had named them herself, after being groped by Miroku for the 100th time, literally.

At this point, it was an understanding between them that for every grope he got in, she got something from him. And ever since she sent Miroku on a break-it-off mission with this loser, Hiten, which she was seeing at the time, he had kept his hands to himself. To put it lightly, the amount of bruises Miroku had on him were equal to, if not greater than, the amount of gropes he had put Kagome through.

As the beat started picking up, Miroku and Kagome got further and further into it, closer to full contact. As a good dancing instructor said once, "Don't be afraid to touch me...dancing is a full contact sport, whether you think it or not." And the way Miroku had his hands on Kagome, it was most certainly a contact sport.

They were now dancing to "King of Swing," one of the pair's favorites, because it took so long to get to the really good stuff. Meaning they had time to show off.

Right now, they were in mid-interlude, and Miroku decided to have Kagome jump, straddle him, then lay her torso back against his legs and recover using a handstand. They stayed in basic step for a moment before rejoining and allowing each other a few seconds to spin and show off solo.

They were so wrapped up in their dancing, they didn't notice someone come into the studio and start to watch. He stood there, one shoulder leaned against the wall, a conceited smirk on his face and his arms crossed over his chest. All in all, he looked like a cocky bastard. And, that he was. A self-proclaimed cocky bastard, in fact.

As he observed the pair, he laughed to himself quietly. He heard the music end, or at least the song, and decided to talk before the pair got too into the next song.

"Yo! Miroku!"

"Oi! Inuyasha, what are you doing here?"

"I was gonna ask if you wanted to get something to eat, but after that disgusting display of what you call 'dancing,' I lost my appetite." Inuyasha called from his spot, too lazy to move from his current position. He did, however, close his eyes and smirk.

"Psh, yeah, Inuyasha. I bet –you- could do better." Miroku teased.

Inuyasha looked at Miroku like he was nuts. "I'm not talking about you. I was talking about her." He said, nodding in Kagome's direction, who was currently stretching her legs using the bar. She had her ankle up on it and her torso was fully extended, flattening itself along the length of her leg, making for an impressive stretch. The only spaces between her leg and her torso were along the curve of her neck and a very small pocked where her body folded. It was looking at an upside-down human 'L.'

Kagome turned her head to him at this comment and laughed. "Well, it's nice to meet you as well." Although he had just dissed her, she wasn't about to let a first impression go to waste. And her stretching had put her in a good mood, like always.

She pulled herself out of the stretch, a smile on her face, removed her ankle from the bar and walked over to where Miroku and Inuyasha were standing. "My name's Kagome. Higurashi Kagome." She said, bowing.

"Feh. Call me 'Lucifer.'" He said, coolly. He was becoming sick of that smile. It was too sincere.

The smile quickly disappeared, but she still had a bemused look upon her face. "Funny, Lucifer. I thought Miroku called you 'Inuyasha'. And short of the fact that you seem to enjoy making snide comments, you don't look anything like the Lucifer I know." She heard Miroku snort, trying to hide his laughter.

Inuyasha looked a bit skeptical. "You know?" he asked.

"Well, yeah. I worship him on the weekends. But I don't think you resemble him in the least. Even though, he is a master shape-shifter...He once took on the from of one of my ex-husbands." She said, enjoying the look Inuyasha was getting on his face.

"Fine! My name's Takashi Inuyasha. Happy?" he asked.

"Yes, very. Now, before I heard you referring to my dancing as...what did you call it?"

"I think Inuyasha referred to it as a 'disgusting display of what you call dancing.'" Miroku said, still trying to get the smirk off of his face. He couldn't believe that Kagome she worshipped the devil.

"Right. Now, do you want to show me exactly how 'disgusting' my dancing is?" she asked, now slightly annoyed. Her voice kept its pleasant tone, but her body's stance and the slight glare in here eyes were just daring Inuyasha to take her up on her offer.

"And...exactly how am I going to do this?" Inuyasha asked, mocking her tone.

"Lead better than Miroku. The girl is only as good as her leader lets her be. Or at least a proper girl. If you want to try and impress me, I'll be over there, stretching." She said, now turning and walking away, a smirk playing across her features.

"Is that a challenge?" Inuyasha asked.

Kagome had dropped into a front split, leaning forward so her chest was laying parallel to the floor. She hesitated in answering for a few moments, enjoying the warm feeling her hamstrings and groin muscles were getting. If you looked at her, which you couldn't because she was still facing away from the boys, she had a pleasant look on her face, like she was no more comfortable in this position than she was laying in a soft bed.

When she removed herself from her pleasured daze, she spoke. "Sure. If that's what you want it to be."

Inuyasha took off his sneakers and pulled his hair into a low ponytail, securing it tightly against the nape of his neck, his forelocks still hanging over his shoulders. He screwed up his face just a little, just enough to be annoyed, and walked onto the floor.

"Ready when you are." He said, flatly.

"Okay." Kagome answered, rising. "My basic rules. If you pull a Miroku – meaning if your hands are anywhere I don't want them to be at an unnecessary time, you'll find yourself wishing you were dead. My ass and my breasts are two ways to provoke me. Unless I invite you, leave 'em. Other than that, though, everything's fair game. Think you can handle it?"

"Oh, I'm sure." Inuyasha said, smirking. He was sure this was going to be interesting.

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a/n: And there's the first chappie. IT GETS BETTER!! Oh hell does it get better. And longer. Definitely longer.

If you want to stalk me and try to make me talk, AIM's LynneC114.

I was told by my muses to put the Lucifer comment in there. I thought it was funny, and proved that both Kagome and Inuyasha can be obnoxious brats...although Kagome is only one when necessary.

Nicki has put up a decree that she will be silent this chapter. Meaning you get to listen to me!!!

No, I'll let you go get on with your life. Next chapter will be up soon...think next few days...And DPLF? (Lynne's story) will be up soon. Promise!

Ja ne,
Nicki and Lynne