Night Games
So I guess this fan fiction isn't too popular, is it? No matter I had this idea a long time ago and I just thought of writing a story about it. And of course I do enjoy reviews and supportive criticism but not flames mind you. I think the story may be told by and be focused on Miroku for a bit because Inu Yasha is currently asleep right? And of course Kagome will also show up in the story but she won't meet Inu Yasha untill a few chapters later. I want some character development in the story before romance, so please bear with me here people.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha and co.
Back in his one room apartment in the city Miroku finally sat down and rested. It had been a very stressful day for him what with the testing, and all the paperwork he had to do. Not to mention the attention he received from the females at work. Just because he held an important position in the company it gave no right for the women to swoon over him. Although he would ask them out if they weren't all so prissy and bitchy. It was always 'how's my hair? Do you think this makes me look fat? And the excessive make up that turned him away. Really they were almost like the strumpets found on the streets.
Sigh. Now I can't even concentrate on my work. Glancing about his room he felt disdain to what he had accomplished. In the living room two black leather couches rested with a marble coffee table in front of it with a very expensive entertainment system (with surround sound of course) and also a pretty expensive white carpet. How had he come to live in such a materialistic lifestyle? He had been taught as a monk to always live life in the simplest fashion and advised not to indulge in a world of riches and corruption. It seemed as if all his training had now gone to waste. And his skills as a fighter were even getting worse; he had become so weak now. The easy training in the mountains now seemed hard to him, he was getting also getting out of shape.
'Maybe I should go out for a while to have some fun meet some chicks and if I'm lucky get into a fight.' Yea that was a great idea but a small voice nagged at him in the back of his head; no, think of all the work you need to finish, you'll probably end up with a hangover in the morning, you have to go to work early and so on.' But after glancing at his white walls and large TV he decided that it would be a treat for himself for a change, after all you only live once and he didn't even get to live that long either.
So after changing his clothes in his large bedroom he concluded that he probably won't get mugged when he went to one of the quietest clubs around. The Sengoku Era, of all the clubs around his apartment building this one was far most the strangest. Instead of serving vodka and martinis this place had tea and coffee. There were no horny bastards out bring a drunk girl home and the women there actually wore pretty decent clothing, halter tops were unheard of there. Actually the place was more like a café than a bar or tavern and he liked it better this way. It was one of the few places he went to now where it didn't disgrace his holy background, not at all.
After making sure he had a nice shirt and jacket on Oh and of course his pants too, he swished out the door and onto the streets. Tonight was a clear night and he didn't want to drive his Volkswagen it was time for a walk and besides the Sengoku Era wasn't that far away from his place just like nine blocks down.
As he passed by some worn out buildings and turned over garbage cans the cold wind blew at him and messed up his shoulder length black hair so he tied it up in a little ponytail and continued on walking briskly.
It was a cold night lucky I have my jacket on. It was a surprise to him that the street was actually quiet for once, no stupid frat parties going on nor were any crimes being committed. He liked living in the dangerous part of the city; he could always help people in need or sharpen his skills fighting some criminals. Yup this was the life, no monks reprimanding him for hooking up with women or telling him to do stuff; he was independent here in the city.
There it was The Sengoku Era the somewhat large two story building where a person can sip tea without fearing of spiked drinks. Now standing outside he noted that it looked more like a Chinese teahouse than a café. The building even looked like a Chinese temple too, how eerie. But he must've looked pretty weird himself, standing outside the place at a time like this, I'd better go in.
As he entered the teahouse/café/club the warm atmosphere greeted him kindly and finding that the first floor was crowded with people even at this hour, he broke past a couple by the doorway and went upstairs, it was usually emptier and people stayed away from the second floor they claimed it was haunted. But Miroku knew the truth, after years of conning people for exorcisms he could tell that it was just a silly rumor.
Upstairs in the rectangular room he found only one other person sitting down next to the open window. It was a woman; she also had her hair tied up in a rather high ponytail and was dressed in a red jacket and black pants. That was all he could see because her back was to him. Wanting to take a closer look at her he pretended to walk by her and then he finally saw her face. She had brown eyes with a bit of red eye shadow, a small nose and a nicely shaped mouth, in other words she was gorgeous.
Realizing that he was gaping at the girl his expression finally changed and he grinned like a wolf. Then he sat down on the chair across from her.
************* Looking up she saw the rather cute guy staring at her. 'He must be another pervert out for a one night stand.' How she detested those kinds of bastards thinking they could take advantage of a girl just because they were alone there. All she wanted was a quiet night alone at her favorite teahouse but lately a lot of people had been coming here, although it was good thing for the shop owners creeps were coming on to her and that was an absolute no-no.
Luckily she knew karate and how to defend herself. Her father had been a great karate master before he got murdered along with the rest of the family a few years ago. She left home, unable to bear the grief and vowed to kill the bastard who killed her family and father.
But first she had to get a job. Arriving in a city all alone and short of cash she was in trouble. But she had seen an ad in the newspaper about this place called Youkai corporations hiring highly skilled fighters as security guards. Well she had to at least try to get a job so she went for an interview then after showing off a little of her skills she was hired. She didn't even have to meet her boss and she particularly didn't care as long as the pay was good and it was. It paid very well in fact too for a security guard, strange or was she getting paranoid?
In just one month she was living in a nice, cozy apartment. The first thing she did when she received her paycheck was go to shopping, in her rush to get away from home she hadn't packed a lot of clothes with her but after going to Gucci and DKNY she refreshed her wardrobe cheering her up a little. Then the next thing she did was get a bed, she had spent a month sleeping on the floor with only a flimsy blanket covering her. She had enough left over to buy a small sofa and table but of course they weren't very extravagant, she had to at least save some money for the groceries. It would be pretty stupid of her to buy things for her place and then to end up with nothing to eat.
Oh yea she almost forgot about the guy sitting in front of her. He was talking to her but what did he say? She didn't catch the last part.
"Pardon me can you repeat that?"
"I said hi, my names Miroku."
God, this is so typical, a guy introduces himself and then the next thing he would say is:
"So what's your name?" Bingo
Pondering for a moment whether or not to tell this Miroku guy her name she looked at his face, she was pretty good at seeing past manners and was able to tell if a person was trustable or not. Staring into his violet eyes a moment she couldn't find any deceit or lies in them, he looked pretty good in fact and she couldn't help but feel that she could trust him.
"I'm Sango"
"It's nice to meet you Sango."
************** Was it him or did he hear the name before? He couldn't remember when or how but the name Sango sounded familiar. Oh well shouldn't dwell on it there was a hot girl right now and he should say something less corny but he didn't know what to say, maybe something about work?
"So what kind of job do you have?"
Great he sounded so stupid. Luckily for him she only smiled and it was a very nice smile too.
"Oh, I'm new to the city but I just got a job at Youkai Corporations as a security guard, how about you?"
Miroku froze, ok now he could swear that he heard her name before and she worked in the same company as him? This was no coincidence. Suddenly like a truck slamming into him he remembered Myouga mentioning a new girl working in the place, so it was her.
"What a surprise, I work there too."
"Are you a security guard too?"
What?! Did he look that buff? The only guys that were security guards so far were these three hundred pounded sumo wrestlers who stood by the entrance. Although they weren't all that strong they were scary to look at. Well scary for him because they only wore thongs. ~Shiver
"Well not exactly."
"Then what do you do?"
"Um, I'm more like a scientist there."
He wasn't too sure on telling her what he did but he always was a fool for pretty ladies.
"Wow, you must be some kind of genius to be a scientist, you look so young."
This was the part he dreaded; almost everyone said the exact thing.
"Yeah I guess I'm nineteen."
"Cool, I'm the same age as you."
Alright she wasn't older than him.
"Well since your new here if you need any help here's my phone number." And Miroku started writing it down on a piece of napkin that he was lying on the table.
"Thanks, but I gotta go now, I have to wake up early tomorrow, so see ya."
She had taken his phone number but she hadn't given him hers, sigh. She'll probably just use the napkin to wipe her shoes or something.
How stupid he was. First time he tried hitting on a girl and she just ended up going away. Hey I didn't even order anything yet! So he went downstairs to order a cup of coffee instead. He shouldn't have came out he was going to have to stay up the whole night finishing his work. Argh, this really sucks. And when he got his coffee and was walking out the door the old man at the counter called him back.
"Sir the lady upstairs told us to charge you for her bill"
" -_-.. Alright how much is it?"
"That'll be $8.17"
"Here's a ten keep the change."
"Thank you sir, have a nice night." The old man grinned merrily at him as he left the damned place.
This was the worst night of his life. Not only did he embarrass himself in front of a pretty girl she had to trick him too. Dammit why did these things always happen to him?
Grudgingly running home he no longer felt the nice wind that cleansed went through his hair but instead felt cold air biting at him. When he finally reached his sanctuary he found a message on his phone. Hesitantly pushing the play button he was very much shocked at the following message:
"Hey Miroku sorry I forgot about the bill, I had an urgent business to attend to so when I got downstairs I just remembered but I didn't have time so I told the counter guy to charge it to you. Yea, so I'm sorry maybe next time I'll treat you. Oh and here's my number..."
After that the message went off with a loud beep. Miroku collapsed on the couch smiling crazily; maybe he wasn't so bad at meeting chicks after all.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yay! I'm done with this chapter! It actually only took me two days to write it too. : ) I think I will have the next chapter focused on Inu Yasha, we'll see alright? Ok now that you guys are done reading this chapter, go ahead and review as much as you like! Untill next time bye!
So I guess this fan fiction isn't too popular, is it? No matter I had this idea a long time ago and I just thought of writing a story about it. And of course I do enjoy reviews and supportive criticism but not flames mind you. I think the story may be told by and be focused on Miroku for a bit because Inu Yasha is currently asleep right? And of course Kagome will also show up in the story but she won't meet Inu Yasha untill a few chapters later. I want some character development in the story before romance, so please bear with me here people.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha and co.
Back in his one room apartment in the city Miroku finally sat down and rested. It had been a very stressful day for him what with the testing, and all the paperwork he had to do. Not to mention the attention he received from the females at work. Just because he held an important position in the company it gave no right for the women to swoon over him. Although he would ask them out if they weren't all so prissy and bitchy. It was always 'how's my hair? Do you think this makes me look fat? And the excessive make up that turned him away. Really they were almost like the strumpets found on the streets.
Sigh. Now I can't even concentrate on my work. Glancing about his room he felt disdain to what he had accomplished. In the living room two black leather couches rested with a marble coffee table in front of it with a very expensive entertainment system (with surround sound of course) and also a pretty expensive white carpet. How had he come to live in such a materialistic lifestyle? He had been taught as a monk to always live life in the simplest fashion and advised not to indulge in a world of riches and corruption. It seemed as if all his training had now gone to waste. And his skills as a fighter were even getting worse; he had become so weak now. The easy training in the mountains now seemed hard to him, he was getting also getting out of shape.
'Maybe I should go out for a while to have some fun meet some chicks and if I'm lucky get into a fight.' Yea that was a great idea but a small voice nagged at him in the back of his head; no, think of all the work you need to finish, you'll probably end up with a hangover in the morning, you have to go to work early and so on.' But after glancing at his white walls and large TV he decided that it would be a treat for himself for a change, after all you only live once and he didn't even get to live that long either.
So after changing his clothes in his large bedroom he concluded that he probably won't get mugged when he went to one of the quietest clubs around. The Sengoku Era, of all the clubs around his apartment building this one was far most the strangest. Instead of serving vodka and martinis this place had tea and coffee. There were no horny bastards out bring a drunk girl home and the women there actually wore pretty decent clothing, halter tops were unheard of there. Actually the place was more like a café than a bar or tavern and he liked it better this way. It was one of the few places he went to now where it didn't disgrace his holy background, not at all.
After making sure he had a nice shirt and jacket on Oh and of course his pants too, he swished out the door and onto the streets. Tonight was a clear night and he didn't want to drive his Volkswagen it was time for a walk and besides the Sengoku Era wasn't that far away from his place just like nine blocks down.
As he passed by some worn out buildings and turned over garbage cans the cold wind blew at him and messed up his shoulder length black hair so he tied it up in a little ponytail and continued on walking briskly.
It was a cold night lucky I have my jacket on. It was a surprise to him that the street was actually quiet for once, no stupid frat parties going on nor were any crimes being committed. He liked living in the dangerous part of the city; he could always help people in need or sharpen his skills fighting some criminals. Yup this was the life, no monks reprimanding him for hooking up with women or telling him to do stuff; he was independent here in the city.
There it was The Sengoku Era the somewhat large two story building where a person can sip tea without fearing of spiked drinks. Now standing outside he noted that it looked more like a Chinese teahouse than a café. The building even looked like a Chinese temple too, how eerie. But he must've looked pretty weird himself, standing outside the place at a time like this, I'd better go in.
As he entered the teahouse/café/club the warm atmosphere greeted him kindly and finding that the first floor was crowded with people even at this hour, he broke past a couple by the doorway and went upstairs, it was usually emptier and people stayed away from the second floor they claimed it was haunted. But Miroku knew the truth, after years of conning people for exorcisms he could tell that it was just a silly rumor.
Upstairs in the rectangular room he found only one other person sitting down next to the open window. It was a woman; she also had her hair tied up in a rather high ponytail and was dressed in a red jacket and black pants. That was all he could see because her back was to him. Wanting to take a closer look at her he pretended to walk by her and then he finally saw her face. She had brown eyes with a bit of red eye shadow, a small nose and a nicely shaped mouth, in other words she was gorgeous.
Realizing that he was gaping at the girl his expression finally changed and he grinned like a wolf. Then he sat down on the chair across from her.
************* Looking up she saw the rather cute guy staring at her. 'He must be another pervert out for a one night stand.' How she detested those kinds of bastards thinking they could take advantage of a girl just because they were alone there. All she wanted was a quiet night alone at her favorite teahouse but lately a lot of people had been coming here, although it was good thing for the shop owners creeps were coming on to her and that was an absolute no-no.
Luckily she knew karate and how to defend herself. Her father had been a great karate master before he got murdered along with the rest of the family a few years ago. She left home, unable to bear the grief and vowed to kill the bastard who killed her family and father.
But first she had to get a job. Arriving in a city all alone and short of cash she was in trouble. But she had seen an ad in the newspaper about this place called Youkai corporations hiring highly skilled fighters as security guards. Well she had to at least try to get a job so she went for an interview then after showing off a little of her skills she was hired. She didn't even have to meet her boss and she particularly didn't care as long as the pay was good and it was. It paid very well in fact too for a security guard, strange or was she getting paranoid?
In just one month she was living in a nice, cozy apartment. The first thing she did when she received her paycheck was go to shopping, in her rush to get away from home she hadn't packed a lot of clothes with her but after going to Gucci and DKNY she refreshed her wardrobe cheering her up a little. Then the next thing she did was get a bed, she had spent a month sleeping on the floor with only a flimsy blanket covering her. She had enough left over to buy a small sofa and table but of course they weren't very extravagant, she had to at least save some money for the groceries. It would be pretty stupid of her to buy things for her place and then to end up with nothing to eat.
Oh yea she almost forgot about the guy sitting in front of her. He was talking to her but what did he say? She didn't catch the last part.
"Pardon me can you repeat that?"
"I said hi, my names Miroku."
God, this is so typical, a guy introduces himself and then the next thing he would say is:
"So what's your name?" Bingo
Pondering for a moment whether or not to tell this Miroku guy her name she looked at his face, she was pretty good at seeing past manners and was able to tell if a person was trustable or not. Staring into his violet eyes a moment she couldn't find any deceit or lies in them, he looked pretty good in fact and she couldn't help but feel that she could trust him.
"I'm Sango"
"It's nice to meet you Sango."
************** Was it him or did he hear the name before? He couldn't remember when or how but the name Sango sounded familiar. Oh well shouldn't dwell on it there was a hot girl right now and he should say something less corny but he didn't know what to say, maybe something about work?
"So what kind of job do you have?"
Great he sounded so stupid. Luckily for him she only smiled and it was a very nice smile too.
"Oh, I'm new to the city but I just got a job at Youkai Corporations as a security guard, how about you?"
Miroku froze, ok now he could swear that he heard her name before and she worked in the same company as him? This was no coincidence. Suddenly like a truck slamming into him he remembered Myouga mentioning a new girl working in the place, so it was her.
"What a surprise, I work there too."
"Are you a security guard too?"
What?! Did he look that buff? The only guys that were security guards so far were these three hundred pounded sumo wrestlers who stood by the entrance. Although they weren't all that strong they were scary to look at. Well scary for him because they only wore thongs. ~Shiver
"Well not exactly."
"Then what do you do?"
"Um, I'm more like a scientist there."
He wasn't too sure on telling her what he did but he always was a fool for pretty ladies.
"Wow, you must be some kind of genius to be a scientist, you look so young."
This was the part he dreaded; almost everyone said the exact thing.
"Yeah I guess I'm nineteen."
"Cool, I'm the same age as you."
Alright she wasn't older than him.
"Well since your new here if you need any help here's my phone number." And Miroku started writing it down on a piece of napkin that he was lying on the table.
"Thanks, but I gotta go now, I have to wake up early tomorrow, so see ya."
She had taken his phone number but she hadn't given him hers, sigh. She'll probably just use the napkin to wipe her shoes or something.
How stupid he was. First time he tried hitting on a girl and she just ended up going away. Hey I didn't even order anything yet! So he went downstairs to order a cup of coffee instead. He shouldn't have came out he was going to have to stay up the whole night finishing his work. Argh, this really sucks. And when he got his coffee and was walking out the door the old man at the counter called him back.
"Sir the lady upstairs told us to charge you for her bill"
" -_-.. Alright how much is it?"
"That'll be $8.17"
"Here's a ten keep the change."
"Thank you sir, have a nice night." The old man grinned merrily at him as he left the damned place.
This was the worst night of his life. Not only did he embarrass himself in front of a pretty girl she had to trick him too. Dammit why did these things always happen to him?
Grudgingly running home he no longer felt the nice wind that cleansed went through his hair but instead felt cold air biting at him. When he finally reached his sanctuary he found a message on his phone. Hesitantly pushing the play button he was very much shocked at the following message:
"Hey Miroku sorry I forgot about the bill, I had an urgent business to attend to so when I got downstairs I just remembered but I didn't have time so I told the counter guy to charge it to you. Yea, so I'm sorry maybe next time I'll treat you. Oh and here's my number..."
After that the message went off with a loud beep. Miroku collapsed on the couch smiling crazily; maybe he wasn't so bad at meeting chicks after all.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yay! I'm done with this chapter! It actually only took me two days to write it too. : ) I think I will have the next chapter focused on Inu Yasha, we'll see alright? Ok now that you guys are done reading this chapter, go ahead and review as much as you like! Untill next time bye!