~Chapter 13 - I Need a Hug~
Kagome sat in a small chair in the office of Onigumo Naraku waiting
patiently. She was still uneasy about him, but if she wanted to continue her
career in music then this was her best bet.
"Kagome, nice to see you." The man walked in and sat in the chair on the
other side of the big fancy black marble desk. She hated how he talked to
her so informally. Normally she preferred it, but not from this man. She
nodded her head politely. "So, you've decided to take my offer. I am most
pleased."
"Thank you."
"All you need to do is fill out some paper work, sign some contracts, and we
can get you started on your way to fame."
"Alright." And so she signed her life away.
The next day Kagome walked into a large empty room that Naraku had sent her
to, the place had mirrors lining each wall. This was where she was supposed
to meet her dance instructor. What did she need to learn how to dance for?
She was accustomed to jumping around stage randomly, nothing coordinated
like he had been talking about. What kind of stuff was he expecting her to
do? A young boy not much older than her walked into the room, he had short
dark brown hair and a friendly smile. He was dressed in a pair of gym shorts
and a white muscle shirt with a pair of white Nikes, he looked kinda preppy.
Not that that bothered her, she didn't judge people by appearance.
"Hi, my names Hojo. You must be Kagome, you're just as lovely as I was
told." With his warm, inviting smile he didn't look too bad.
"Hello Hojo."
"Bet you're wondering what's going on here, I don't know how much Mr.
Onigumo explained to you. He said that you weren't use to doing this genre
of music so I'm here to teach you a few dance moves. I'll be working with
you throughout the time you're here, sort of like a personal instructor. I'm
sure you'll be pleased with my work. I've coordinated dance moves for many
up and coming pop artist."
"POP?! What are you talking about? I'm no pop artist! There must be some
kind of mistake. No offense, but I despise pop music. It's so not my thing."
"Well I had thought it strange, you dressed all punky and all. Not that it
looks bad, I guess it's kind of cute. I assure there is no mistake Kagome,
I'm only following Mr. Onigumo's orders. He didn't mention this?"
"NO!! That son of a..." she stormed off in the direction that she knew his
office to be in. No way was she going to be the world's next Kagura, Japan's
biggest pop star. YUCK!
"What are you doing miss? You can't go in with out an appointment."
"You can shove you're appointment where the sun doesn't shine!" She pushed
right past the secretary and into the office, she was furious.
"Why Kagome, what do I owe the pleasure?"
"I think there's been some mistake, NARAKU." He gave her an icy glare at the
deliberate disrespectful tone.
"How so?"
"I do NOT do pop music."
"Well you will now." His voice held a tone that demanded obedience. Well he
didn't know Kagome that well now did he?
"Oh no I won't!"
"YES you will."
"Make me!" She crossed her arms over her chest and stuck her nose in the
air.
"If I have to. Just know that you did sign a contract, I own you now."
"Who do you think you are?! Just because I signed a stupid piece of paper
doesn't mean a damned thing!"
"Oh but it does. You know what I could do if you refuse?"
"W...what?" That voice was really starting to creep her out, she didn't like
that way he had just said that at all. He was a little too smug.
"Make you and your family's life hell. Like I said Kagome, I own you now. If
you do not comply then I will be forced to take you to court and demand
retribution for my services to you."
"You wouldn't go after my family, you can't!"
"I can and I will. You should really read things before you sign them my
dear." She stood with her mouth hanging open. She was trapped. "Now be a
good girl and run along, don't keep Hojo waiting."
Weeks past and Kagome reluctantly did as she was told, she had no choice. In
all actuality Naraku did own her, controlling every aspect of her life. She
was no longer aloud to wear her baggy clothes in public, now she was forced
to endure tight fitting jeans, dress shoes, and designer shirts. He had her
looking like one of those glitter girls from the clubs. Life was so
miserable, she missed her friends tremendously. She no longer had anyone to
talk to, except Hojo, and he was kinda ditzy. Nice, but a ditz.
She still wrote music, but was not allowed to use it. She had been to
countless formal parties, what a bore, and already recorded an album which
was completely written by someone else. She didn't like that at all, it
wasn't her. All of the songs made her sound so slutty, and the costumes that
he made her wear really didn't help that image at all.
Hojo had been teaching her different dances and planned all of the dance
routines. At least he was nice to her, and even though he wasn't much of a
conversationalist, he had become her friend.
"Here Kagome."
"What's that?" She took the little jar that he handed to her.
"It's tiger balm, it will help all of those soar muscles. Gotta stay
healthy, right?" Did she mention that he was a health fanatic?
"Thanks Hojo."
"So Kagome?"
"Yes?"
"I know we work together and it's a general rule that you don't date
co-workers, but do you have a boyfriend?"
"EH?! BOYFRIEND?" That had caught her by surprise. How was she suppose to
let him down without hurting him now?
"Well no, but I don't think I'm really ready to start dating. I just kinda
got out of a relationship." It was close to the truth.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe later then." He gave her one of his
charming smiles.
"Maybe..." Wait a sec, maybe it would be good for her to start dating. Could
it help her get over Inu Yasha? "Hojo, wait."
"Yes Kagome?"
"Well, I guess it really wouldn't hurt to get to know each other more."
"You mean it!?" The boy's eyes lit up like Christmas lights.
"Uh...sure."
~@~
Inu Yasha, Sango, Miroku, and Kouga all sat in front of Myoga's desk.
"So Kagome quit because Inu Yasha was a jerk." The short man had a finger
held to his chin and appeared to be deep in thought.
"HEY, I'm right here!" Inu Yasha didn't take the insult very well, even if
it was the truth.
"Yup, Inu Yasha doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut." Sango added.
"I said I'm right HERE!"
"He's an idiot like that sometimes." Kouga rolled his eyes.
"DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME! RIGHT HERE!!"
"It's so true." Miroku nodded his head in agreement.
"Why do I get the feeling no ones listening?"
"So anyway, Mr. Myoga, what does this do to our contract? We signed on with
Kagome. We are going to try to get her back, but what if she's happier where
she is?"
"Well Sango, if that is the case then you'll just have to go on without her.
I'm not going to void your contracts just because you lost one member."
"She will come back. I'll make her damn it!"
"But you said that we needed her." Miroku leaned over the desk ignoring Inu
Yasha once more.
"You did."
"What's changed?"
"Inu Yasha."
"What's that suppose to mean? You're weird old man." Myoga chose to ignore
the last part.
"Inu Yasha, before Kagome joined your music lacked something and had too
much of one thing. You were to angsty, mad at the world. You needed
something to heal and mend your torn heart. You sounded good, but you
sounded to pissy. It's true that a lot of people do like that kind of stuff,
but it's just not good for the soul. The whole voice thing was just an
excuse."
"ANGSTY?! I'll show you angsty..." Miroku had to get up to hold their
infuriated leader.
"Myoga, how did you know that we would find Kagome, and even if not her
specifically, anyone that could do what she did?"
"Because I am the great and all knowing Myoga, Sango."
"Um....yeah..." Miroku shot him a disbelieving look.
"Ok, ok. It was really quite simple. Kagome's friends were in on it, they
had called me and told me about their friend who had an incredible voice.
They told me that she wouldn't go searching for someone to sign her on,
claiming that she did not believe she was as good as everyone said. That was
a few days before you four came in. I did some background research, found
out what kind of person she was, etcetera. and thought that she really was
as talented as they said. Then you came in, so I called her friends and told
them to have her sing at this bar not far from here. It was really just a
lucky guess that you guys would go there, it's not very far from here and
the only one on your way home. Where else would you go to find new talent? I
knew that I had to let you find her for yourselves, that was the only way
that I would know for sure that she was the person that could help you Inu
Yasha and because she would be more likely to except. You saw how hard it
was to get her to give up her schooling. If you had not been interested I
would have still have signed her on, I was at the bar also. That pretty much
sums it up."
"Myoga?"
"Yes Inu Yasha?"
"YOU'RE NUTS OLD MAN!!!"
"Sit back down Inu Yasha." Sango turned from the steaming boy to look back
at their manager. "You went through all of that?"
"Well yes, but it achieved it's purpose."
"And what purpose is that old man?"
"Don't you see the difference? You might still be just as rude and hateful
as before, but you're no longer afraid to care. If you were, you wouldn't be
trying to get Kagome back. That girl has succeeded in healing some of your
emotional wounds."
"Hmph, whatever. I still say you're just plain bonkers." He crossed his arms
and looked the other way.
"Really? Inu Yasha, have you seen the latest photos taken of her?" Myoga
looked very smug as he said this.
"No, why would I want to see those?"
"I don't know, just take a look." He pulled one of those music magazines out
of his desk drawer and put it on top of the desk. Everyone looked over at
it, except for Inu Yasha who just kinda peeked out of the corner of his eyes
while pretending not to care.
"WHAT IN THE HELL HAVE THEY DONE TO OUR KAGOME!?!" Sango screamed out as she
got a good look at the picture.
It was of Kagome in a really short lavender dress that was held up with
fabric going over her left shoulder, the right being bare, silver high
heels, and lots of makeup. It didn't look like Kagome they knew at all. The
thing that got Inu Yasha's attention though was the young man with his arm
wrapped around her. Surprisingly enough though, he didn't say anything. Just
turned away with an unreadable expression on his face.
"True, she does not look like her old self, but it's not by her choice. It's
Naraku's doing."
"Who's Naraku?" Miroku said as he looked back at his friend, who had been
too quite after seeing the picture, while listening to Myoga.
"He's the one who signed her on. I've only met him a few times and he always
gives me the creeps. I doubt Kagome knew that what she was getting herself
into when she went to him, poor girl. Naraku doesn't care anything about the
music itself, he only cares about the money and power."
"Who cares? She looks happy enough."
"Inu Yasha, what are you talking about? Can't you tell just by looking she's
miserable? We have to save her!" Sango busted out.
"Then what's with the smile and that guy she's with?"
"Is that what's bothering you? That guy?"
"SHUT UP MIROKU!"
"Inu Yasha," Sango continued, "you're wrong. Take a deeper look, you don't
even have to look that hard to see that that cheerful face is fake. Just
take another look and think back to when Kagome was with us. If you can't
see the difference then you're blind and don't deserve her."
He took a closer look at the picture and noticed what Sango had been talking
about. It was true, if you had ever seen Kagome smile you could tell,
Kagome's smile was not a joyful one but a sad and lonely smile.
"And the guy she's with, he's not her type. Come on, just look at him. Give
the girl more credit!"
"Sango, she does like Inu Yasha."
"Kouga has a point."
"I thought I told you to shut up Miroku!"
"Alright guys, time to proceed with the plan! Myoga, we're going to need
your help."
"Anything to help out, Sango."
~@~
Kagome was walking down the hall towards the dance studio for another one of
those damned practices with Hojo. She hated it, she despised it, she wanted
out of it. That wasn't likely to happen though. Naraku had told her that she
would have to be completely ready in another week because she would be
giving her first live performance, well her first since being under him. It
was some kind of special pop concert, which meant teeny boppers galore.
Kagome was sooooo thrilled. If there was one thing in this world that Kagome
couldn't stand it would have to be teeny boppers, they were just plain
annoying with their screaming and giggling and even crying. Kagome had never
understood that one, why would you cry over seeing your favorite male singer
singing on a stage five hundred feet away from you? It was insane. Seems
like she would have to be putting up with a lot of that now. It was settled,
the fates hated her. That had to be it.
"Higurashi Kagome," sneered a voice from behind her. She turned to see who
it could be.
"May I help you?" She didn't recognize the tall and elegant woman who stood
there. The woman had dark ebony hair that was held up in buns on the side of
her head and had on a simple black skirt with a fancy blue and purple top
that hung off of her shoulders.
"Only if you leave, but I guess you would if you could."
"Who are you?"
"You mean you don't recognize me? I'm Kagura, Naraku's pride and joy."
"Ooooh." Kagome didn't know whether she was expected to cry, scream, or
giggle. She opted for none of the above. "I think I might have heard the
name once or twice." That received an ice cold glare from the pop star.
"Hmph, well I guess someone with as little taste as you wouldn't know of
me."
"Yeah, I'm sure twelve year old girls and boys across the world worship
you." Kagome smiled her sweetest, most sarcastic smile. "Ya know Kagura, I
don't know why you have a problem with me. I'm not here to steal your fans
or become something bigger than you. In truth, I hate it here. I don't like
being controlled and I don't like being forced to be something I'm not, but
hey, life's a bitch. I'm stuck here whether you, me, the pope, or whoever
likes it or not. You want me gone, go talk to your boss! So now if you don't
mind I'll be leaving."
"You're not the only one..." reached Kagome's ears as she stormed off,
barely above a whisper. So Kagura was here against her will too, was that
how Naraku got all of his so called talent. She could believe that.
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Threnody - Thanks for taking the time to review. ^_^ Of course there's more Inu/Kag goodiness on the way, their just the cutest couple. Glad ya liked what I did with Naraku, hope you like what I do later too. Let me know if you like.
hyperchica11 - Yep, that was it. She was afraid you would come after her for even looking at Kouga in that way. I try to mention him a good bit, but me being more of an Inu Yasha person, with the Lech following second, more inspiration comes from them. Like I said though, I try not to leave him out. Kouga is cute to though. Oh, and I know i changed the ages around and made them closer in age and older. Just to fit the story. Could you point out where exactly you see the age problem with Kagome, I couldn't find it. If you will I'll go back and fix it. Oh, and by the way, Inu Yasha's fifty years + older than all of them if ya wanna get technical. Thanks for pointing out the mistake though, and like I said, if you know where it is point it out and I'll fix it. Thanks for the review.
whoobonhooaglo and Mitsuko - sisterly love is such a wonderful thing. lol.
To everyone else (alot of ppl were saying stuff concerning the same subjects and to shorten it I just made one response for it all) - Miroku is not gay, I just couldn't help that though. The mental picture got stuck in my head, I wish I could scan my brain images and show you. It's really funny. I had to make him look outragious though, just for laughs, and Miroku would be the one to do something like that. The pairings are Inu/Kag, Mir/Sango. I'm glad you all like it and keep taking the time to review. Just so you know you can thank Risika for the nice grammar and spelling, she's the one who's been cleaning it up for me. She's doing a very good job if I do say so myself.
Thanks to all and keep reviewing. Almost at 100. WOOHOO!!!!!
Kagome sat in a small chair in the office of Onigumo Naraku waiting
patiently. She was still uneasy about him, but if she wanted to continue her
career in music then this was her best bet.
"Kagome, nice to see you." The man walked in and sat in the chair on the
other side of the big fancy black marble desk. She hated how he talked to
her so informally. Normally she preferred it, but not from this man. She
nodded her head politely. "So, you've decided to take my offer. I am most
pleased."
"Thank you."
"All you need to do is fill out some paper work, sign some contracts, and we
can get you started on your way to fame."
"Alright." And so she signed her life away.
The next day Kagome walked into a large empty room that Naraku had sent her
to, the place had mirrors lining each wall. This was where she was supposed
to meet her dance instructor. What did she need to learn how to dance for?
She was accustomed to jumping around stage randomly, nothing coordinated
like he had been talking about. What kind of stuff was he expecting her to
do? A young boy not much older than her walked into the room, he had short
dark brown hair and a friendly smile. He was dressed in a pair of gym shorts
and a white muscle shirt with a pair of white Nikes, he looked kinda preppy.
Not that that bothered her, she didn't judge people by appearance.
"Hi, my names Hojo. You must be Kagome, you're just as lovely as I was
told." With his warm, inviting smile he didn't look too bad.
"Hello Hojo."
"Bet you're wondering what's going on here, I don't know how much Mr.
Onigumo explained to you. He said that you weren't use to doing this genre
of music so I'm here to teach you a few dance moves. I'll be working with
you throughout the time you're here, sort of like a personal instructor. I'm
sure you'll be pleased with my work. I've coordinated dance moves for many
up and coming pop artist."
"POP?! What are you talking about? I'm no pop artist! There must be some
kind of mistake. No offense, but I despise pop music. It's so not my thing."
"Well I had thought it strange, you dressed all punky and all. Not that it
looks bad, I guess it's kind of cute. I assure there is no mistake Kagome,
I'm only following Mr. Onigumo's orders. He didn't mention this?"
"NO!! That son of a..." she stormed off in the direction that she knew his
office to be in. No way was she going to be the world's next Kagura, Japan's
biggest pop star. YUCK!
"What are you doing miss? You can't go in with out an appointment."
"You can shove you're appointment where the sun doesn't shine!" She pushed
right past the secretary and into the office, she was furious.
"Why Kagome, what do I owe the pleasure?"
"I think there's been some mistake, NARAKU." He gave her an icy glare at the
deliberate disrespectful tone.
"How so?"
"I do NOT do pop music."
"Well you will now." His voice held a tone that demanded obedience. Well he
didn't know Kagome that well now did he?
"Oh no I won't!"
"YES you will."
"Make me!" She crossed her arms over her chest and stuck her nose in the
air.
"If I have to. Just know that you did sign a contract, I own you now."
"Who do you think you are?! Just because I signed a stupid piece of paper
doesn't mean a damned thing!"
"Oh but it does. You know what I could do if you refuse?"
"W...what?" That voice was really starting to creep her out, she didn't like
that way he had just said that at all. He was a little too smug.
"Make you and your family's life hell. Like I said Kagome, I own you now. If
you do not comply then I will be forced to take you to court and demand
retribution for my services to you."
"You wouldn't go after my family, you can't!"
"I can and I will. You should really read things before you sign them my
dear." She stood with her mouth hanging open. She was trapped. "Now be a
good girl and run along, don't keep Hojo waiting."
Weeks past and Kagome reluctantly did as she was told, she had no choice. In
all actuality Naraku did own her, controlling every aspect of her life. She
was no longer aloud to wear her baggy clothes in public, now she was forced
to endure tight fitting jeans, dress shoes, and designer shirts. He had her
looking like one of those glitter girls from the clubs. Life was so
miserable, she missed her friends tremendously. She no longer had anyone to
talk to, except Hojo, and he was kinda ditzy. Nice, but a ditz.
She still wrote music, but was not allowed to use it. She had been to
countless formal parties, what a bore, and already recorded an album which
was completely written by someone else. She didn't like that at all, it
wasn't her. All of the songs made her sound so slutty, and the costumes that
he made her wear really didn't help that image at all.
Hojo had been teaching her different dances and planned all of the dance
routines. At least he was nice to her, and even though he wasn't much of a
conversationalist, he had become her friend.
"Here Kagome."
"What's that?" She took the little jar that he handed to her.
"It's tiger balm, it will help all of those soar muscles. Gotta stay
healthy, right?" Did she mention that he was a health fanatic?
"Thanks Hojo."
"So Kagome?"
"Yes?"
"I know we work together and it's a general rule that you don't date
co-workers, but do you have a boyfriend?"
"EH?! BOYFRIEND?" That had caught her by surprise. How was she suppose to
let him down without hurting him now?
"Well no, but I don't think I'm really ready to start dating. I just kinda
got out of a relationship." It was close to the truth.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe later then." He gave her one of his
charming smiles.
"Maybe..." Wait a sec, maybe it would be good for her to start dating. Could
it help her get over Inu Yasha? "Hojo, wait."
"Yes Kagome?"
"Well, I guess it really wouldn't hurt to get to know each other more."
"You mean it!?" The boy's eyes lit up like Christmas lights.
"Uh...sure."
~@~
Inu Yasha, Sango, Miroku, and Kouga all sat in front of Myoga's desk.
"So Kagome quit because Inu Yasha was a jerk." The short man had a finger
held to his chin and appeared to be deep in thought.
"HEY, I'm right here!" Inu Yasha didn't take the insult very well, even if
it was the truth.
"Yup, Inu Yasha doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut." Sango added.
"I said I'm right HERE!"
"He's an idiot like that sometimes." Kouga rolled his eyes.
"DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME! RIGHT HERE!!"
"It's so true." Miroku nodded his head in agreement.
"Why do I get the feeling no ones listening?"
"So anyway, Mr. Myoga, what does this do to our contract? We signed on with
Kagome. We are going to try to get her back, but what if she's happier where
she is?"
"Well Sango, if that is the case then you'll just have to go on without her.
I'm not going to void your contracts just because you lost one member."
"She will come back. I'll make her damn it!"
"But you said that we needed her." Miroku leaned over the desk ignoring Inu
Yasha once more.
"You did."
"What's changed?"
"Inu Yasha."
"What's that suppose to mean? You're weird old man." Myoga chose to ignore
the last part.
"Inu Yasha, before Kagome joined your music lacked something and had too
much of one thing. You were to angsty, mad at the world. You needed
something to heal and mend your torn heart. You sounded good, but you
sounded to pissy. It's true that a lot of people do like that kind of stuff,
but it's just not good for the soul. The whole voice thing was just an
excuse."
"ANGSTY?! I'll show you angsty..." Miroku had to get up to hold their
infuriated leader.
"Myoga, how did you know that we would find Kagome, and even if not her
specifically, anyone that could do what she did?"
"Because I am the great and all knowing Myoga, Sango."
"Um....yeah..." Miroku shot him a disbelieving look.
"Ok, ok. It was really quite simple. Kagome's friends were in on it, they
had called me and told me about their friend who had an incredible voice.
They told me that she wouldn't go searching for someone to sign her on,
claiming that she did not believe she was as good as everyone said. That was
a few days before you four came in. I did some background research, found
out what kind of person she was, etcetera. and thought that she really was
as talented as they said. Then you came in, so I called her friends and told
them to have her sing at this bar not far from here. It was really just a
lucky guess that you guys would go there, it's not very far from here and
the only one on your way home. Where else would you go to find new talent? I
knew that I had to let you find her for yourselves, that was the only way
that I would know for sure that she was the person that could help you Inu
Yasha and because she would be more likely to except. You saw how hard it
was to get her to give up her schooling. If you had not been interested I
would have still have signed her on, I was at the bar also. That pretty much
sums it up."
"Myoga?"
"Yes Inu Yasha?"
"YOU'RE NUTS OLD MAN!!!"
"Sit back down Inu Yasha." Sango turned from the steaming boy to look back
at their manager. "You went through all of that?"
"Well yes, but it achieved it's purpose."
"And what purpose is that old man?"
"Don't you see the difference? You might still be just as rude and hateful
as before, but you're no longer afraid to care. If you were, you wouldn't be
trying to get Kagome back. That girl has succeeded in healing some of your
emotional wounds."
"Hmph, whatever. I still say you're just plain bonkers." He crossed his arms
and looked the other way.
"Really? Inu Yasha, have you seen the latest photos taken of her?" Myoga
looked very smug as he said this.
"No, why would I want to see those?"
"I don't know, just take a look." He pulled one of those music magazines out
of his desk drawer and put it on top of the desk. Everyone looked over at
it, except for Inu Yasha who just kinda peeked out of the corner of his eyes
while pretending not to care.
"WHAT IN THE HELL HAVE THEY DONE TO OUR KAGOME!?!" Sango screamed out as she
got a good look at the picture.
It was of Kagome in a really short lavender dress that was held up with
fabric going over her left shoulder, the right being bare, silver high
heels, and lots of makeup. It didn't look like Kagome they knew at all. The
thing that got Inu Yasha's attention though was the young man with his arm
wrapped around her. Surprisingly enough though, he didn't say anything. Just
turned away with an unreadable expression on his face.
"True, she does not look like her old self, but it's not by her choice. It's
Naraku's doing."
"Who's Naraku?" Miroku said as he looked back at his friend, who had been
too quite after seeing the picture, while listening to Myoga.
"He's the one who signed her on. I've only met him a few times and he always
gives me the creeps. I doubt Kagome knew that what she was getting herself
into when she went to him, poor girl. Naraku doesn't care anything about the
music itself, he only cares about the money and power."
"Who cares? She looks happy enough."
"Inu Yasha, what are you talking about? Can't you tell just by looking she's
miserable? We have to save her!" Sango busted out.
"Then what's with the smile and that guy she's with?"
"Is that what's bothering you? That guy?"
"SHUT UP MIROKU!"
"Inu Yasha," Sango continued, "you're wrong. Take a deeper look, you don't
even have to look that hard to see that that cheerful face is fake. Just
take another look and think back to when Kagome was with us. If you can't
see the difference then you're blind and don't deserve her."
He took a closer look at the picture and noticed what Sango had been talking
about. It was true, if you had ever seen Kagome smile you could tell,
Kagome's smile was not a joyful one but a sad and lonely smile.
"And the guy she's with, he's not her type. Come on, just look at him. Give
the girl more credit!"
"Sango, she does like Inu Yasha."
"Kouga has a point."
"I thought I told you to shut up Miroku!"
"Alright guys, time to proceed with the plan! Myoga, we're going to need
your help."
"Anything to help out, Sango."
~@~
Kagome was walking down the hall towards the dance studio for another one of
those damned practices with Hojo. She hated it, she despised it, she wanted
out of it. That wasn't likely to happen though. Naraku had told her that she
would have to be completely ready in another week because she would be
giving her first live performance, well her first since being under him. It
was some kind of special pop concert, which meant teeny boppers galore.
Kagome was sooooo thrilled. If there was one thing in this world that Kagome
couldn't stand it would have to be teeny boppers, they were just plain
annoying with their screaming and giggling and even crying. Kagome had never
understood that one, why would you cry over seeing your favorite male singer
singing on a stage five hundred feet away from you? It was insane. Seems
like she would have to be putting up with a lot of that now. It was settled,
the fates hated her. That had to be it.
"Higurashi Kagome," sneered a voice from behind her. She turned to see who
it could be.
"May I help you?" She didn't recognize the tall and elegant woman who stood
there. The woman had dark ebony hair that was held up in buns on the side of
her head and had on a simple black skirt with a fancy blue and purple top
that hung off of her shoulders.
"Only if you leave, but I guess you would if you could."
"Who are you?"
"You mean you don't recognize me? I'm Kagura, Naraku's pride and joy."
"Ooooh." Kagome didn't know whether she was expected to cry, scream, or
giggle. She opted for none of the above. "I think I might have heard the
name once or twice." That received an ice cold glare from the pop star.
"Hmph, well I guess someone with as little taste as you wouldn't know of
me."
"Yeah, I'm sure twelve year old girls and boys across the world worship
you." Kagome smiled her sweetest, most sarcastic smile. "Ya know Kagura, I
don't know why you have a problem with me. I'm not here to steal your fans
or become something bigger than you. In truth, I hate it here. I don't like
being controlled and I don't like being forced to be something I'm not, but
hey, life's a bitch. I'm stuck here whether you, me, the pope, or whoever
likes it or not. You want me gone, go talk to your boss! So now if you don't
mind I'll be leaving."
"You're not the only one..." reached Kagome's ears as she stormed off,
barely above a whisper. So Kagura was here against her will too, was that
how Naraku got all of his so called talent. She could believe that.
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Threnody - Thanks for taking the time to review. ^_^ Of course there's more Inu/Kag goodiness on the way, their just the cutest couple. Glad ya liked what I did with Naraku, hope you like what I do later too. Let me know if you like.
hyperchica11 - Yep, that was it. She was afraid you would come after her for even looking at Kouga in that way. I try to mention him a good bit, but me being more of an Inu Yasha person, with the Lech following second, more inspiration comes from them. Like I said though, I try not to leave him out. Kouga is cute to though. Oh, and I know i changed the ages around and made them closer in age and older. Just to fit the story. Could you point out where exactly you see the age problem with Kagome, I couldn't find it. If you will I'll go back and fix it. Oh, and by the way, Inu Yasha's fifty years + older than all of them if ya wanna get technical. Thanks for pointing out the mistake though, and like I said, if you know where it is point it out and I'll fix it. Thanks for the review.
whoobonhooaglo and Mitsuko - sisterly love is such a wonderful thing. lol.
To everyone else (alot of ppl were saying stuff concerning the same subjects and to shorten it I just made one response for it all) - Miroku is not gay, I just couldn't help that though. The mental picture got stuck in my head, I wish I could scan my brain images and show you. It's really funny. I had to make him look outragious though, just for laughs, and Miroku would be the one to do something like that. The pairings are Inu/Kag, Mir/Sango. I'm glad you all like it and keep taking the time to review. Just so you know you can thank Risika for the nice grammar and spelling, she's the one who's been cleaning it up for me. She's doing a very good job if I do say so myself.
Thanks to all and keep reviewing. Almost at 100. WOOHOO!!!!!