1,000 Paper Cranes
Chapter Three: The First Phase
"Listen up, people!" a curt voice suddenly hollered, startling the group as he walked into the room, "I am Taisho Inuyasha and, unfortunately, your guide and teacher during this contest."
"I have a question then, teacher," a masculine voice purred, interrupting Inuyasha, as he walked over to where he stood. "Is everyone in your family just as sexy or is it just you?" Glancing up and down at his brawny figure, Jakotsu licked his lips and smirked while his eyes shimmered with delight and lust. "My, my, my… what muscles you have," he commented as he ran his hand up and down his chest sensually.
"Dude, ew," Inuyasha yelled with disgust as he cringed away from his revolting touch. "I have a girlfriend!" he snapped, shuddering violently, "and I don't swing that way!"
"You have a girlfriend?" he continued to purr, "and whom might that be, if you don't mind my asking."
'Oh shit…' was the only thing Inuyasha could think as cold sweat began to break out upon his skin.
"Um… she is!" he blurted out, quickly striding over to a nearby woman, winding his arm around her shoulders, and pulling her close to his body, barely noticing how perfectly her curves seemed to mold against him. "In fact, I knew she made it into the top ten. That is why I volunteered to be the guide for the duration of this contest."
"Sanyu Kikyo?" Jakotsu asked with a roaring laugh, "The ice bitch that won't put out for anyone? You've got to be joking!"
Disgusted at the display of rude behavior, Kagome shook her head slightly before formulating a quick plan.
Stomping over to Inuyasha with an infuriated expression, she promptly slapped him in the face. "How dare you!" she shrieked, her cobalt eyes blazing with mischief.
"What the fuck?!" Inuyasha snapped, missing the twinkle in her eye.
"How dare you!" she repeated, clenching her hands into tight fists. "How dare you tell him that she's your girlfriend! I'm your girlfriend, Inuyasha, in case you forgot. What the hell?!"
"Wait… You're his girlfriend?" Jakotsu asked in confusion, glancing to and fro amongst the trio.
"I don't have a fucking girlfriend!" Inuyasha yelled, throwing his hands in the air with vexation before turning to face Jakotsu. "Alright? That's what you want to hear, isn't it?!"
"How can you say that?!" Kagome screamed in response, slapping him once more. "How could you!" Gasping and heaving for breath, she desperately tried to concoct another plan.
Suddenly, she grasped his shoulders tightly and shook him vigorously. "Look me in the eye, Inuyasha and tell me you don't love me anymore! If you truly don't, I deserve to know."
"Oi, wench!" Inuyasha roared with agitation, twisting himself away from her firm hold.
"I. Don't. Have. A. Fucking. Girlfriend." he repeated, before allowing his golden orbs to lock with hers and they suddenly widened with realization when he saw the sparkle of mischief and amusement.
Finally catching onto the game, he calmly added, "I'm… I'm just… I'm sorry, alright? I just like her better, but it's okay since she hasn't done anything but reject me every time."
Fake tears sprang into her eyes. "I see…" she murmured dolefully as two wet trails slid down her cheeks. Wordlessly, she turned away and ran out of the room.
"Hon—Honey…" Inuyasha called after her in a sickly sweet tone. Glancing at the nine other people in the room, he grimaced and quickly ran after her. "I… I'm sorry! Can't we still be friends?!"
"Then what happened?" Sango asked, clutching her aching side while tears from laughing too hard streamed down her face. She inhaled deeply to attempt calming down but a grin threatened to resurface. She clamped a hand over her mouth to try and stifle the growing giggles but to no avail, her laughter rang out soundly once more.
"Well… All I can say is that I sure am glad those drama classes in high school helped!" Kagome said with a nonchalant wave of her hand, "you should have seen the look on their faces!"
"I am so sorry I missed that," Sango replied, laughing still, "I would have loved to get that on film."
"Yes, but now they all think I'm some sort of damsel in distress," Kagome gave a frustrated sigh.
"You can lavish in the attention they give you."
"That would be incredibly foolish. You haven't seen the boys that were there. It saddens me that they are adults, except for Shippo but he's more like a little brother than anything else."
"So you already have followers!" Sango cooed delightfully. "That's wonderful!"
"I suppose so," Kagome replied with a smile. "And did I tell you about Rin? She's so adorable in an innocent, juvenile way, although I'm sure she is probably in her mid-twenties."
"You are making me wish I could stop by the dance room to see you and everyone else," Sango warned with a knowing smirk, "so don't say any more until I can adjust to the fact that you might be the next big thing."
"Alright, alright," Kagome exclaimed with a nonchalant wave of her hand, "All I can say is that it was definitely an interesting first day."
"I'll bet it was."
"Welcome to day two," Inuyasha greeted cheerfully as he walked into the room where the contestants had been arranged to meet.
Groggy mumbles and half hearted replies were his only responses.
"How can you be so chirpy at seven in the morning?" Rin asked him with a groan, rubbing her eyes with a knuckle.
"Better get used to it kid," he replied with a chuckle before turning his attention to the entire audience, "today, I will be introducing you to your choreographer. He will teach you every dance step you will need to know throughout the duration of this contest."
"When will he arrive?" Jakotsu questioned, eager to set his sight upon what could only be an attractive, flexible male who might even be wearing tights.
Scratching his head with a clawed finger, Inuyasha glanced out the door in confusion. "That fucker should have been here already!"
"Watch your language, young man," a voice scolded from a distance, startling the group, minus Inuyasha, as they awaited the arrival of the mystery choreographer.
"Ah… there he is," Inuyasha mumbled, crossing his arms and tapping his foot impatiently.
When said choreographer finally arrived, the ten contestants felt their jaws drop in shock and bewilderment.
"… You're kidding me, right?" Kouga finally managed to ask with widened, disbelieving eyes.
Standing in the entryway, before their very eyes, was a short man with large, beady eyes and a long nose. His head seemed to be entirely too large for his body, throwing off his body proportions, and a long moustache accompanied two tufts of white hair curled around his ears while the rest of his head was completely bald. And he was, indeed, wearing tights.
"I am Itou Myouga and I am your choreographer," he announced with a deep bow.
"Oh yeah, baby, I'd tap that," Kouga whispered to Jakotsu with a snicker, nudging him with an elbow.
Shivering with disgust, Jakotsu backed away from the front of the room, looking a little green as he eyed the old man's tights, while Kouga casted the old man a doubtful glance. Then, he loudly proclaimed, "no offense, old man, but you look like you're about to croak," causing a few muffled laughter to erupt in the room.
"Do not underestimate me, boy," Myouga lectured, wagging a short finger in his direction.
Turning his attention to the entire group, he clapped his hands twice and shuffled towards the center of the room. "Now, I want all of you to separate into two groups of five. First group line up horizontally and second group behind the first. Make sure to place yourself in the first row's 'window' so I can see each of you. You know what I'm talking about! Go, go, go!"
Scattering, the ten contestants placed themselves accordingly, some already stretching to prepare themselves for a long day of dancing.
"Also, I need each of you to write your name on this tag and wear it. That way, I can learn your name," Myouga explained as he passed a stack of name labels and a pen around to the seemingly anxious group.
Placing himself in front to lead the choreography, he turned around to face the group before tapping his eyes with his index finger. "And don't forget, this wall I'll be facing here is a mirror. I'll be keeping my eyes on you. All of you."
Turning to face front, Myouga stood with his feet a couple inches apart and his arms raised straight in front of him, leveled with his shoulders. "I want you to do exactly what I am doing," he said before he promptly thrust his hips forward with great vigor, bending his arm by the elbows tightly back to his side simultaneously. Then, he unraveled himself into the first position and repeated the action.
"Got it?" he asked the group, oblivious to the uncertainty written clearly upon their faces. "On the count of three! One, two three," he hollered, thrusting his hips forward again.
Weakly, the ten members followed his movements awkwardly, wishing they were anywhere but in this dance room, with this choreographer.
"What was that?" he bellowed, pausing in his movements. "That was pathetic! Try again."
With renewed energy, Myouga eagerly pushed his hips forward, pumping his arms in accordance to his hip movement. "And thrust! Thrust! Thrust those hips!"
A/N: Hey guys! I'm loving all the alerts I'm getting about you guys adding 1,000 Paper Cranes on your story alerts and favorite story lists, but for the amount of those I'm getting, the reviews are a little lacking. I'd love to hear from you guys! You can even choose to leave me a simple "good job" review but I'd like to be able to hear and converse with you. I know sometimes writing a review can be difficult, so I'm going to help you out a little. If you're unsure of what to say, just copy the following and paste it into the review box, then sign your name. It lets me know you are there. Alright?
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The interaction between Inuyasha and Kagome was hilarious!
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