Disclaimer: Lyrics are the chorus for 'Headstrong' by Trapt. Not mine...okay? Good.
AN: FIRST, I had to retype the whole first half of this chapter to sorry if it's kind of jerky with the writing.
For all those that guessed that this chapter would contain a big prank, YOU GUESSED RIGHT!! For those of you that guessed that Inuyasha would be pulling his final prank on Kagome, couldn't be further from the truth, but you can wonder wether it's the "final" part or the "Kagome" part that isn't true. Hell, it could be the "Inuyasha" part for all you know. Well, you'll find out soon enough. This prank will be one of the more simpler ones, but it is debateably the CRUELEST prank so far. Be warned, it will cause a few problems in the Inu/Kag relationship,(NOT THE PAIRING. never the pairing) cause Kagome will get pissed. But the most interesting thing, is that the prank is.....well, you'll see.
Wait! Before I get any flames, let me make this perfectly clear, I am NOT and never will be a InuKik supporter. However, I don't hate her, in fact, I kind of liked her BEFORE she died. I do not like her now that she's dead and doing evil shit, and so, I sort of alternate between her two different personas in my stories. In this story, I took her and made her VERY OOC. We all know Kikyou isn't anything resembling a slut in the anime (though she sure likes to facesuck), but she is in this story. So, when you reach the end of this chapter, just keep in mind that, while I don't particularly like the undead miko, I am not a Kikyou basher. (I can already sense the flames coming...)
Moving on....HOLY CRAP!! You people...with the reviews....fuckin hilarious!! I swear to god I laughed my ass off when I was reading them, especially LovelyStarry. Your right, guys should not say the word 'hip' unless it's under special circumstances. But I did warn that it would be wierd. And I appreciate the compliments (hint hint)
radire asked about my name and why I said it has something to do with something that isn't all together legal. I'd rather not come out and say it. But here's a hint and if you get it right you'll get....um....a cookie? Anyway, here's the hint: you have to think of something that LOOKS like oregano but if you actually put it in your kitchen and your parents found it, you'd be in major shit.
And that is what the Oregano club was founded on.
Um, yeah....moving on....someone commented on my spelling and how I spelt jeans 'geens'. Okay, here's the thing, I use a .txt document when writing my stories. This is because a couple months back I got a virus on my computer(because of my stupid brother) and I had to send it out to get it fixed(because of my stupid brother). The whole computer had to be cleaned out (yeah it was that bad, and it set me back 200 bucks) and as a result, I lost a few programs on my computer. One of these programs was Microsoft word and I have so far been way to busy(or lazy, whatever floats your boat) to install it. So, I have been using Notepad, and it unfortunately does not have a spell check on it. So I have to go over my own documents and fix my own mistakes. If I miss a few, please forgive me and try to ignore it. If it bothers you that much, I can only try harder to fix it, because I'm not gonna install Mircosoft Word until I get my Photoshop back....which I miss way to much *sigh*
Oi vye, you people are demanding! I changed the last paragraph because to many people said it was confusing. You demand, I deliver.
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It Takes Two to Tango
by the new and improved Salami (I love that phrase)
Headstrong
Alternative Title: THE red dress
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Back off, we'll take you on
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Kagome travelled down the hall with her headphones covering her ears and a slight bob to her head. When she reached Sango's locker, the girl already had her cd boombox out and was sitting on the floor with an instrumental toon filling the air as she chatted with Arimi. This was the beauty of arriving at school so early. No teachers in the hall reminding you of protocol. Like the fact that they weren't suppose to be blasting music in the hall way. Kagome sat on the otherside of the hallway facing Sango and Arimi before she slipped off her headphones and handed the cd player to Sango before she slipped out the urnt cd and switched it with the cd already in it before pressing play.
Another thing about arriving at school so early, was that it was WAY to early in the morning to make decent conversation. An alternative rock song immediately started blasting from the stereo and all the girls hummed the music and Sango even sang the lyrics under her breath.
"So, you guys ready for sem tomorrow?" asked Ayumi.
"Um...yeah," said Sango, looking slightly crestfallen with the reminder of the event.
"I'm taking the whole day off to get ready," she continued, "Getting my hair done and everything,"
Sango however, was no longer paying attention, seeing as how Miroku was now waltzing down the hall. He stopped just before he reached the girls and said, "Hello ladies. Kagome, Arimi. Hello Lady Sango,"
"Go away Miroku,"
"Sango, I thought we were friends. Why are you being so mean?"
"Oh...I...that is-I thought that you......sorry,"
"That's quite alright, I suppose your beauty sometimes delude to me the fact that you don't want to let anyone in," he said before he continued on his way, waving good bye to them.
Kagome slapped a hand to her face and let it slide down her face as she contemplated the stupidity of men.
Sango watched the retreating form of Miroku as it disappeared around a corner with wide eyes wondering if she had heard him correctly.
Arimi checked off the thing she had to do for the dance on her fingers.
They heard footsteps again and Kagome looked up to see Inuyasha strutting down the corridor, and just like his friend before hi, he stopped before he reached the girls. "Hey! Have you guys seen Miroku?"
"He just turned that corner," said Kagome.
He rewarded her with his infamous smirk and said, "You going to the dance tomorrow?"
"Um...yeah, why?"
"I hear your announcing the winner for Spring Princess,"
"Uh...yeah, Hojou asked me to do it,"
"Good," he said before he started to make his way down the hall again.
"Wait!" she cried out, "Why does it matter?"
"Just wondering," he said, never breaking his stride.
"Why don't I beleive you?"
"Because I didn't give you a reason to," was the last thing he called over his shoulder before he to disappeared byhind the corner.
"Men!" she said, stuffing her face in her hands that were now resting on her knees, which she had pulled up almost to her chest
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Headstrong to take on anyone
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"Stop moving your head," Kagome instructed as she did Sango's hair. She had already pulled it back into a high tight ponytail that left a slick smooth surface along Sango's head. She was now preceeding to form the ponytail into a series of elegant loops that looked like they had been painstakingly ironed out. Which in all fairness, they had.
"Sango watched Kagome's progress in Kagome's vanity mirror and sighed, "So, who's up for Spring Princess?"
"I thought you didn't care about that kind of stuf?"
"I don't, I'm just trying to make conversation so that I stop thinking about who will be at the dance,"
"Oh..." she said, understanding framing her voice. "Well, there are four contestants. Can you call them contestants, or are they nominees?"
"I think they're called debutants, or something,"
"Oh, okay, anyway, there are four of them. If I remember correctly, it's Baistotei Atsuko, Ebisawa Hiromi, Hatakeyama Rina, and Katayanagi Fusei,"
"Who do you think will win?"
"I think Hiromi, but Rina deserves it. She's way nicer, but Hiromi is more popular,"
"Yeah....I'm surprised no one nominated you,"
"I was nominated, but I declined, who the hell wants to be in the spotlight just so you can win something as stupid as Spring Princess,"
"Yeah...."
Kagome stopped what she was doing and frowned down at her friend, "You didn't want it, did you?"
"No, but it would have been nice to be nominated...."
"Well, most of the guys are just straight up afraid to anger you. Duo said. They probably just think that you'd hate something like that,"
"I would,"
"See, afraid to anger you,"
"Yeah, you're right," she said, slingthly more chipper than before, "Why the hell am I so down. We're gonna go to that party and have fun and sneer at the idiot girls that think they need a date just to go!"
"That's the spirit," she said, just managing to turn her evil smirk into a placid smile.
"So, did you buy a new dress?"
"Nope, just picked out an old one,"
"Really?"
"Yeah, I only wore it a couple of times, so I figured why not?"
"Which one,"
"The red one,"
"Wait, you mean THE red one. The one with the the diamond thingy?"
"It's not real diamonds, but yeah,"
"You don't think it's to...much?"
"What difference does it make? It's not like I'm trying to impress anyone. If I had a date, I'd probably racking my brain to make sure the dress wasn't to nice, but I don't, so I'm not."
"Oh....but I don't have a date and you practically forced me to buy a new dress,"
"I didn't force you. I said that you should get and you agreed, that's not forcing you. Besides, it's a beautiful dress, if I hadn't been there, you wouldn't have it in your possesion. You owe me,"
"That's an interesting way to look at it,"
"There,"
"Huh?"
Kagome stepped to the side and said, "There, I'm done. What do you think,"
Sango turned in a slow rotation so see her hair. She even picked up a smaller mirror so she could see every bit of detail. A second later Sango's face lit up and she sqealed and beamed at her friend. Needless to say, Kagome does good work.
The next few hours were spent in a state of frenzied squealing, giggling and makeup until both girls hair and makeup were done. Sango had light pink blush on her eyes and natural beige lip glaze, as well as a few well placed pink butterfly clips that matched the pink in her dress perfectly. Kagome had applied moose to her hair, causing it to become much more wavy than what was normal and had a pulled hald of her hair back with studded black clips, leaving two tendrils framing her face. She also had light brown eyeshadow and a darker brown eyeliner on and a shimmering scarlet gloss coating her lips. However, neither were dressed properly (Kagome still had on loose pajama bottoms and a tank top and Sango in loos jeans and an old t-shirt) when the doorbell rang.
Kagome looked to the clock: 7:30. 'He's a half hour early!' Kagome thought as she made her way to the door hesitantly. However, when she opened the door, instead of meeting Miroku's violet eyes, she met a pair of familiar blue ones. "Kouga!" she exclaimed, taking a step back so she could see him properly.
He was dressed in a nicely tailored black suit with a deep brown shirt. She wasn't sure if she was seeing things, but she thought the suit looked to smooth against his skin, especially along the shoulders and waist-area where his fur -should- be. He was probably using a concealment spell. "Kouga, what are you doing here?"
"I came to pick you up for that dance your school is having,"
"What are you talking about?"
"We're going together?"
"Since when?!"
"Of course we would go together. Your my woman," she said in a calm matter-of-fact type of voice.
Sango could be heard in the background muttering something like, "Not that again,"
"Kouga," said Kagome, trying to keep a hold on her brimming anger, "I am not your woman. I am not your girlfriend. I did -not- ask you to the semi formal. And I am NOT going with you!"
Sango smiled and cheere, "Go Kagome!"
"But your my woman," was all Kouga could say.
(AN: Personally, I think that's all he ever says. *screws up face and lowers voice to an imitation of Kouga* 'Kagome's my woman, dog turd!' *sigh* Okay, enough insanity, back to the story!)
Kagome let out a frustrated shriek and promptly shut the door in his face, smartly locking it. A moment later, after Kouga got over the shock of being snubbed by 'his woman' he banged on the door insisently. "Kagome! Open up!"
"I think you have the worng house," she called back in a mock old lady voice, "There's no Kagome here!"
"Kagome, I know your in there. Stop telling your grandmother to say that your not!"
Kagome lookedperplexed for a second, dumbfounded that he actually thought she was a little old lady, but decided to call back when Sango burst out into uncontrollable fits of laughter. "Sorry, sonny, this Kagome girl your looking for, moved out,"
"When?!"
"Just now! She was only collecting her things! When out the backdoor!"
"Oh, okay! Thank you!" he said before they could here him swiftly running from the door. Kagome backed up, looking strangely at the door. She looked at the door, at her friend that was lost in her mirth and currently rolling around on the floor, and back at the door before she to bust out in hysterical laughter.
"I can't beleive he's so stupid!" cried Sango between gasps.
"What's the deal with all these canine demons hanging around me and making my life hell?" she asked when the giggles subsided and the sat up.
"Um....maybe they smell 'bitch' on you," she said, shrugging.
Kagome looked thoughtful for a moment, then smiled and said, "Maybe they smell Buyo,"
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I know that you are wrong
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At 8:10, Kagome was beginning to worry. Sango was completely dressed in new gown and shoes and ready to go, but her ride wasn't there. Well, she didn't know that. She thought Kagome was her ride and was still waiting for the girl to get dressed!
She didn't mind, because she knew that Kagome had spent most of her time helping Sango get ready. Though she probably would have been more agitated if she knew she was really waiting for ride to get there.
Finally, at 8:15, the doorbell rang around the almost empty house and Kagome called from inside her closet, "Sango! Can you get that!?"
"Sure," she called back before she happily walked to the door and threw it open, greeting however was on the other side with a smile....
That is, until she saw who was on the other side. Dressed in a smart navy blue suit with a back shirt and tie, Miroku was also sporting one of his more charming grins. However, Sango was not stupid.
"What are you doing here?" she asked suspiciously.
"Just came to pick you up,"
"I already have a ride," she hissed.
"I know, I'm it," he said as his hand light reached behind her.
"HENTAI!!" she said backing away as he rubbed the fresh red handprint on his cheek "What did you say?"
"Well, when our dearest Kagome saw you heartlessly shoot me down, she took it upon herself to cheer me up. Long story short, I'm your date,"
Eyes bugged, nostrils flared and a deep flush creeped over Sango's cheeks before she called out, "KAGOME!!!"
Apparently, said girl had been hiding behind the kitchen door and immediately slid it open before she bounded toward her friend, Sango's purse in her hand. "Yes, Sango?"
"Is what Miroku saying true?" she asked, a dangerous glint in her eye. 'Let's see her try to get out of this one!' she thought to herself.
"Every word of it," said Kagome, stufing the black purse into her friends hands, "Except for maybe the heartless part. I didn't think that," she continued as Miroku held out his arm for Sango to take and Kagome practically had to link her arm to his, she was in such a shocked state. "well, you have fun lovebirds!" she cried as Miroku half walked half dragged Sango to the limo and opened the dor for her.
Kagome sighed dreamily as she closed the door and put a finger to her lips. "Now, where did I put that shoe?"
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Sango was skeptical to say the least. She was currently sitting on the edge of the limo seat, the farthest she could possibly get from her 'date'. And she was clutching her shawl tightly around her frame, as though she were afraid he might try something perverted. Which, in all rights, he probably would.
"You had better keep your hands to yourself, chikan,"
He let out an audible gasp and said, "Sango, I can't beleive you would call me such a thing,"
"Well....you DO molest girls rear ends,"
"I....suppose, you could put it like that,"
"Sorry, just keep your hands where I can see them, ecchi,"
He covered a smirk and said, "As you wish Lady Sango. I have been on very good behaviour, neh?"
She 'hmpf'ed and turned away, choosing to stare at the black soundproof window infront of her that led to the driver's compartment. "I may have to go with you, but that doesn't mean I have to stay with you,"
"You would just abandon me?"
"Um...I...."
"I would never do such a thing to you, my lady. I care for you to much,"
'That's it! That's the last straw! How am I supposed to be mad at him when he keeps saying sweet things, goddammit?!' she thought to herself as she simultaneously fought the blush that had creeped across her cheeks.
Miroku hid another smirk at the sudden redness of her cheeks and said, "I'll make you a deal, Sango,"
"And what would that be,"
"If you at least try to have a good time tonight, I promise to all higher beings that I will never bother you again,"
"Um...."
"Well, what would you rather do?"
On the one hand, she didn't wantto try to have a good time. Why? Because if she did, she would probably end up having a good time, and that would be a very bad thing (don't ask me why) On the other hand, if she did agree, she would be rid of the perverted boy until she took it upon herself to approach him. Which was something she wasn't planning on doing anytime soon.
"...fine..."
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"Can I get you a drink Sango dear?"
Sango looked at Miroku suspiciously. The banquet hall the dance was taking place in had been very elegantly decorated with almost real looking plastic flowers and deep gold streamers. There was a white whicket arch at the entrance that had also been stuffed to the brim with fake flowers and at the front, there was a stage with a crimson curtain pulled down in anticipation of the dance's award ceremony. This was usually when appreciation was given to their class.
Finally apparently deciding something, Sango nodded and said, "As long as you don't spike it,"
"I would never do such a thing,"
"I wouldn't puss it pass you. You'd probably love to get me drunk. That much easier to feel me up,"
"I thought you were gonna try to have a good time?"
"I am! This is me, having a good time,"
He raised an eyebrow at her and finally left with a gracious nod. Making his way to the snack table, he retreived two sodas and two plastic cups before precedding to filling a place with a variety of fruits that had bee arranged on the table. He felt a clawed hand grip his shoulder and almost jumped out of his skin before he turned around to face Inuyasha's glowing eyes. His friend was dressed exceptionally well, considering the fact that he had no tangible fashion sense, or colour coordination for that matter. He was wearing a black suit, deep crimson/burgundy shirt, no tie. "Kami! You scared me!" collecting his composure, he said, "You shouldn't sneak up on people like that."
"I wasn't sneaking anywhere. So...I see you actually got yourself a date,"
"Yeah, Sango finally agreed,"
"Keh. You probably clubbed her over the head and threw her in the car,"
He glared at his friend but decided against getting into a fight wit him with the neutral comment of, "No date, huh?"
"Nope, been WAY to busy to even think about that,"
"What do you mean, busy?"
"You'll see what I mean, if you stick around the whole night," he said, picking up a few grapes and plopping them in his mouth.
"What are you talking about?" he said, suspiscion wieghing in his voice
"Let's just say that....by the end of the night, I won't have to worry about clingy girls,"
"Inuyasha, what are you planning," he said, adding to it an apprehensive tone
"Don't worry about it. It's a....s-surprise...." his voice trailed off and his attention was no longer on the boy in front of him. He was looking through him, past him, at the entrance.
Miroku furrowed his brow in confusion, wondering what his friend could possibly be looking at as he turned to where his eyes led. An all knowing, "Oh," left his lips as he watched who had just walked in.
Kagome.
And she looked great to. She was wearing a deep red tube dress that stopped at her knees, hugging all her curves. Going all along the underline of her bossom was an inlay of black and clear diamond crystal, drawing attention to what was just above the string of crystal, and going along the hem of the dress was elegant black lace. She was also wearing black pumps that made her legs look longer, and a broad and brilliant smile on her now scarlet lips.
The two boys watched as she walked straight to Sango, hugged her, and the two girls sat down at the table to start chatting. Neither boy could help but notice how the hem of the dress rode up her thigh when she crossed her legs.
Miroku turned back to his friend and clapped him on shoulder with a broad grin, "Well, looks like you won't have to dance alone. It seems that Kagome doesn't have a date either. Though how that is possible is, I just don't know,"
A low grumbling rolled up his throat and Miroku had the distinct impression that he was growling. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing," he said in an unusually gruff voice
"Oh! I get it!"
"What do you -get- lech?"
"Err...I have to go back to my date," he said, disappearing back into the dance floor and reemerging at the table Kagome and Sango sat at. And the silver-haired boy had only one response.
"Keh,"
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"Did you bring my change of clothes, Kagome?" asked Sango,
"Hai, it's in my car,"
"Good, considering the fact you threw me out of your house and into the open arms of a pervert before I could get it,"
"Don't tell me, your not having fun,"
"Well, then why don't you dance?"
"I refuse to-," but she cut herself off when Miroku rejoined her.
"Sango, would you like the dance?" he asked as he put down the drinks and food.
"I-huh?"
"You and me, dancing,"
"Ano...."
"Great!" he said, grabbing her hand and pulling a not-so reluctant Sango out with him. Kagome beamed as she watched her best friend being dragged into Miroku's arms. However, she was pulled out of her thoughts when she felt a light tapping on her bare shoulder.
She looked to her side and saw Hojou's smiling face. "Higurashi! I'm glad you came. Are you having fun?"
"Uh, yeah...w-where's your date?"
"In the bathroom. Would you like to dance?"
She looked at him with a confused-bordering on threatening look before she said, "Won't your date mind?"
"I don't think so,"
She cast around for a reason not to dance with him and almost immediately spotted Inuyasha standing by himself at the snack table. "Um, I would, Hojou-kun," she said as she got up from her seat, "But, I have to talk to Inuyasha about something. Save me a dance?"
"Sure," he said, looking slightly disappointed,"
"Great," she said, flashing him a weak smile before she made her way across the hall to Inuyasha. When she reached him she blurted out, "Save me!"
"Huh?" he asked, his eyebrow lowering in inquiry
"Save me! Hojou wants to dance, just, pretend like you're talking to me,"
"O~kay. Why am I helping you?"
"Because...you think I'm an all-together great person?"
"Not even close,"
"Just do this for me..please?"
"On one condition,"
"What?" she asked, momentarily distracted as she watched Kikyou, wearing a skin tight halter dress, looking much more elegant than she usually does in her mini skirts.
"When you go up to announce the name of the Spring Princess, flash a nice big smile,"
"Huh?"
"Oh look, here comes Hobo,"
She whipped her head around and when she saw Hojou striding towards her, she immediately grabbed Inuyasha and dragged him to the dancefloor.
"What the hell are you doing, bitch?"
"Just fucking dance and I won't have to rip your head off," she said when she had pulled them close to the center of the dancefloor, where Hojou couldn't see them. Lucky, it was a very fast song, so they didn't have to touch each other at all.
"You owe me for this, bitch,"
"Fine! I'll do your retarded smiling thing, but stop calling me bitch,"
"Okay, dimwit,"
"Your infuriating, you know that?"
"I think you've mentioned that, yeah," he said just as the song ended and the dj started saying something into his mic.
"Look just, do this for me and I'll never bother you again," she said as she grabbed his arms and repositioned him so that he was blocking her from Hojou's view, who happened to be gazing intently into the crowd. She caught the word "birds" being said over the microphone just as a very slow song started up. She let out a groan, wondering how the dj could make such a change so abruptly as she tried to make it pass Inuyasha, "Okay, no more dancing," she said.
"Uh uh," he said, grabbing her waist and pulling her into an embrace before he grinned down at her maliciously. "You dragged me here, now we dance. If you have a problem with that, tough,"
Reflexively, she buried her face in his arm and let out a loud, frustrated groan before looking back up at him, "As soon as Hojou leaves, I'm gonna kick your fucking ass,"
"You know, you really shouldn't swear so much,"
"Who do you think I got it from," she mumbled under her breath, to low to be heard.
"Kagome, I had no idea I rubbed off on you so much,"
"That's the only thing about that will rub off on me,"
"You sound like Sango talking to the pervert,"
"Whatever," she said, keeping her distance as much as possible with her arms over his shoulders. She subconsciously moved closer to the warmth of his chest even as his arms tightened around her waist. She looked up into the intense gaze of his golden eyes. They were amost glowing, she thought as she took a hesitant step closer to him, slipping her arms from his shoulders to around his neck. And just as she was about to dip her head into the curve of his neck, the music took up a more frenzied rhythym and those around them started to move with the new beat, still holding onto their partner.
Kagome pulled away from him and he he looked over his shoulder before he said, "That Homo guy is gone," before flashing her a smirk and turning on his heels and walking away. At that moment, the only thing she was completely conscious of was the ever blazing of his eyes and blush that had made it's way to her face.
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Inuyasha leaned against a vacant table, watching Kikyou as she walked towards him. "Hey, Inuyasha," she said in that sultry voice as she saddled up beside him.
"Hey, yourself," he said, contempt clearly showing on his face for the girl that had latched onto his arm like a leech.
"So, this dance is pretty boring, huh?"
"Yeah...." he answered absently.
"You wanna go start our own private party?" she asked
"Hmmm..." he said thoughtfully. He knew exactly what she meant. Perhaps he could turn this to his advantage. He had been planning something a bit different, but this was even better. So, fully aware of the many eyes on him, he slipped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer, and said, "Love to."
Then they both snaked their way around the moving bodies and out of the banquet hall, a pair of stormy blue eyes following their progress.
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Sango lifted her head off of Miroku's shoulder as the song ended and they went back to their table. "Are you having a good time yet?"
"Ye-um...no, of course not,"
"But your trying," he said, a delighted smile on his face from her slip up.
"Yes..." she trailed off as Kagome walked towards them and she could distract herself with her friends.
"Hey guys, they're starting the awards in a few minutes and I have to go up on stage," she said when she reached them, "So can you watch my shawl and purse,"
"Sure," said Sango, taking the mentioned items and placing them on the table.
"Thanks, see you in a few," she called as she made her way to the stage. She stood up there with five other people, the Head of the media department already at the mic.
"Can I call your attention," she said over the buzzing crowd and waited for them to quiet down. "This is the part of the evening where we crown the Spring Princess and give out a few awards. First, the awards," she said when the student council president, an attractive young girl with short cropped hair.
"The first award we'd like to present is for leadership, and that goes to the president of the Interact Club, Mayu Okari,"
Kagome watched with a weak smile on her face, already feeling her legs going numb from her stilleto heels against the hard, dented floor. Then she got a nice shock.
"The next award, and final award for the night, is a new one. It was an issue we felt simply had to be addressed, and I'm sure everyone here is aware of what has been going on in our school for the past few months. And so, receiving the award in excellence for school entertainment, here's Higurashi Kagome and Inuyasha,"
"Huh?" Kagome muttered under her breath as the clapping and whistles started up, she felt a light shove in the direction of the microphone and accepted the bobble head doll they gave her before she said into the mic, "Wow...this is....wierd. I certainly wasn't expecting this when I first altered the fundraiser presentation,"
This got a chorus of appreciative laughter and she could see Sango close to the front, encouraging her, "Um, well, Inu-baby isn't here. It's possible that he went to do an errand, but he probably just went to get Mr. Snuggles his teddy bear. So, thanks for, this and...drive safely?" she said as she handed the bobble head doll to someone else and then said back into the microphone, "Now, what I actualy came up here for was to present this."
A dark red pillow that almost matched the colour of the curtains behind her was brought up with a tiara and a silk sash that said 'Spring Princess' in elegant gold lettering.
"We all know that the Spring Princess has always been a popular, good-looking and not always so intelligent young lady in the junior ranks. This year, I hope you took my prank fued to heart and picked someone with a more brains than usual. Then again, I never vote, so who am I to judge," she said as she retrieved an envelope from one of the people standing behind her, "So, without further a'do, because you've all waited oh so patiently, 2004's Spring Princess is," she slid open the envelope, a weak smile n her face as she pulled out the paper.
However, when she read the name, the smile was wiped away, her eyebrows furrowed and her lips pursed in the ultimate look of confusion. She looked around at the faces looking up at her expectantly, shrugged and plant a big brilliant smile on her face before she said, "Shikon High's 2004 Spring Princess is, Katayenoko Kikyou!"
No one applauded, whistled or even nodded in recognition. Kikyou hadn't even been on the vote ballet. A curious murmer spread through the crowd until everyone was asking the same question, "How did that happen?"
It was almost decided that Kagome had read wrong or was lying, when the head of the media department took the envelope from Kagome and she frowned at the paper and said into the mic, "Will Kikyou please step up to the stage?"
Nothing happened.
"Katayenoko Kikyou, please step up to the stage,"
Still, nothing.
"Kikyou! On stage, now,"
Something happened, just not what everyone had been expecting. Everyone expected the slim trim figure of Kikyou to slither through the crowd towards the stage and accept the crown. They didn't expect the curtain behind them to start to go up and reveal two people standing behind him. They didn't expect a smug looking Inuyasha to be standing there, his black jacket slung over his shoulder and one hand stuffed into his pocket: the picture of arrogance. And they DEFINITELY didn't expect to see an almost naked Kikyou standing two feet away from him, wearing only her strapless bra and thong and black stilleto heels, trying to cover herself up.
The room was deathly silent. The clinking of plates and the slamming of chairs stopped, the whispering stopped and if Kagome hadn't known better, she would have said that everyone had stopped breathing.
Then, a snort of laughter was heard. Then another, and another until the whole room was filled with uproarious laughter with an undertone of malicious murmuring. When the one teacher on stage finally registered what was going on, she took a jacket from the student right beside her and went to cover Kikyou, ushering her off stage.
Inuyasha just stood in the middle of the stage, bowing as everyone began to clap wildly. Well, almost everyone. He turned to look at Kagome, who had only just picked up her jaw and was now staring at him with wide eyes. "What you think?" he asked her as he strode up to her, stopping a few feet away.
"I...think...that.....that was one of the most despicable and disgusting things I've ever seen," she spat out before making herway backstage. She found the teacher hovering over the now jacket-clad Kikyou and she said, "Kikyou, are you alright?"
"I'm gonna call your parents to take you home," said the teacher before leaving.
Kagome approached, closer now and said, "A-are you alright?"
"Kagome," she said looking up with suspiciously shiny eyes, "Can I give you some advice?"
'No! What the hell makes you think I would want advice from someone like you?' she thought, even as the folowing words left her mouth, "Uh...yeah sure,"
"I've seen you getting close to Inuyasha. Don't pretend you don't like him, because I can see right through your facade. I was the same way. I pretended for a long time like I dispised him, going out with every other guy that would have me just to prove it o him. Then he got under my defenses and...
"You pretend you don't like him and then he ends up the only thing you think about," she let out a longing sigh, "Learn from my mistakes Kagome. Don't let him get under your skin, he'll only hurt you,"
"I wasn't planning on-,"
"Kagome. Don't let him hurt you like he hurt me. That silly fued between the two of you. That was nothing. Simply child's play. He is more viscious then you think,"
"Oh...okay, Kikyou...do-do you want some help, getting out of here?"
"Could you get me my clothes? I think they're still on the stage,"
"Okay..." she trailed off as she went back out onto the stage and was greated by another uproar of clapping and cat calls. She turned and saw the amused faces as she snatched up the silky black dress that lay crumpled on the floor. She plastered a sweetly fake smile on her face as she walked back to Kikyou, though she really didn't feel like smiling. Only one thing was entertaining Kagome's thoughts at the moment.
'How could Inuyasha do this?'
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AN: Well, that was the seventh chappy, I decided to put in the lyrics when listening to the song while I typed the chapter, but I didn't wanna put it all in. Mostly because I thought it was better this way.
AN: FIRST, I had to retype the whole first half of this chapter to sorry if it's kind of jerky with the writing.
For all those that guessed that this chapter would contain a big prank, YOU GUESSED RIGHT!! For those of you that guessed that Inuyasha would be pulling his final prank on Kagome, couldn't be further from the truth, but you can wonder wether it's the "final" part or the "Kagome" part that isn't true. Hell, it could be the "Inuyasha" part for all you know. Well, you'll find out soon enough. This prank will be one of the more simpler ones, but it is debateably the CRUELEST prank so far. Be warned, it will cause a few problems in the Inu/Kag relationship,(NOT THE PAIRING. never the pairing) cause Kagome will get pissed. But the most interesting thing, is that the prank is.....well, you'll see.
Wait! Before I get any flames, let me make this perfectly clear, I am NOT and never will be a InuKik supporter. However, I don't hate her, in fact, I kind of liked her BEFORE she died. I do not like her now that she's dead and doing evil shit, and so, I sort of alternate between her two different personas in my stories. In this story, I took her and made her VERY OOC. We all know Kikyou isn't anything resembling a slut in the anime (though she sure likes to facesuck), but she is in this story. So, when you reach the end of this chapter, just keep in mind that, while I don't particularly like the undead miko, I am not a Kikyou basher. (I can already sense the flames coming...)
Moving on....HOLY CRAP!! You people...with the reviews....fuckin hilarious!! I swear to god I laughed my ass off when I was reading them, especially LovelyStarry. Your right, guys should not say the word 'hip' unless it's under special circumstances. But I did warn that it would be wierd. And I appreciate the compliments (hint hint)
radire asked about my name and why I said it has something to do with something that isn't all together legal. I'd rather not come out and say it. But here's a hint and if you get it right you'll get....um....a cookie? Anyway, here's the hint: you have to think of something that LOOKS like oregano but if you actually put it in your kitchen and your parents found it, you'd be in major shit.
And that is what the Oregano club was founded on.
Um, yeah....moving on....someone commented on my spelling and how I spelt jeans 'geens'. Okay, here's the thing, I use a .txt document when writing my stories. This is because a couple months back I got a virus on my computer(because of my stupid brother) and I had to send it out to get it fixed(because of my stupid brother). The whole computer had to be cleaned out (yeah it was that bad, and it set me back 200 bucks) and as a result, I lost a few programs on my computer. One of these programs was Microsoft word and I have so far been way to busy(or lazy, whatever floats your boat) to install it. So, I have been using Notepad, and it unfortunately does not have a spell check on it. So I have to go over my own documents and fix my own mistakes. If I miss a few, please forgive me and try to ignore it. If it bothers you that much, I can only try harder to fix it, because I'm not gonna install Mircosoft Word until I get my Photoshop back....which I miss way to much *sigh*
Oi vye, you people are demanding! I changed the last paragraph because to many people said it was confusing. You demand, I deliver.
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It Takes Two to Tango
by the new and improved Salami (I love that phrase)
Headstrong
Alternative Title: THE red dress
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Kagome travelled down the hall with her headphones covering her ears and a slight bob to her head. When she reached Sango's locker, the girl already had her cd boombox out and was sitting on the floor with an instrumental toon filling the air as she chatted with Arimi. This was the beauty of arriving at school so early. No teachers in the hall reminding you of protocol. Like the fact that they weren't suppose to be blasting music in the hall way. Kagome sat on the otherside of the hallway facing Sango and Arimi before she slipped off her headphones and handed the cd player to Sango before she slipped out the urnt cd and switched it with the cd already in it before pressing play.
Another thing about arriving at school so early, was that it was WAY to early in the morning to make decent conversation. An alternative rock song immediately started blasting from the stereo and all the girls hummed the music and Sango even sang the lyrics under her breath.
"So, you guys ready for sem tomorrow?" asked Ayumi.
"Um...yeah," said Sango, looking slightly crestfallen with the reminder of the event.
"I'm taking the whole day off to get ready," she continued, "Getting my hair done and everything,"
Sango however, was no longer paying attention, seeing as how Miroku was now waltzing down the hall. He stopped just before he reached the girls and said, "Hello ladies. Kagome, Arimi. Hello Lady Sango,"
"Go away Miroku,"
"Sango, I thought we were friends. Why are you being so mean?"
"Oh...I...that is-I thought that you......sorry,"
"That's quite alright, I suppose your beauty sometimes delude to me the fact that you don't want to let anyone in," he said before he continued on his way, waving good bye to them.
Kagome slapped a hand to her face and let it slide down her face as she contemplated the stupidity of men.
Sango watched the retreating form of Miroku as it disappeared around a corner with wide eyes wondering if she had heard him correctly.
Arimi checked off the thing she had to do for the dance on her fingers.
They heard footsteps again and Kagome looked up to see Inuyasha strutting down the corridor, and just like his friend before hi, he stopped before he reached the girls. "Hey! Have you guys seen Miroku?"
"He just turned that corner," said Kagome.
He rewarded her with his infamous smirk and said, "You going to the dance tomorrow?"
"Um...yeah, why?"
"I hear your announcing the winner for Spring Princess,"
"Uh...yeah, Hojou asked me to do it,"
"Good," he said before he started to make his way down the hall again.
"Wait!" she cried out, "Why does it matter?"
"Just wondering," he said, never breaking his stride.
"Why don't I beleive you?"
"Because I didn't give you a reason to," was the last thing he called over his shoulder before he to disappeared byhind the corner.
"Men!" she said, stuffing her face in her hands that were now resting on her knees, which she had pulled up almost to her chest
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"Stop moving your head," Kagome instructed as she did Sango's hair. She had already pulled it back into a high tight ponytail that left a slick smooth surface along Sango's head. She was now preceeding to form the ponytail into a series of elegant loops that looked like they had been painstakingly ironed out. Which in all fairness, they had.
"Sango watched Kagome's progress in Kagome's vanity mirror and sighed, "So, who's up for Spring Princess?"
"I thought you didn't care about that kind of stuf?"
"I don't, I'm just trying to make conversation so that I stop thinking about who will be at the dance,"
"Oh..." she said, understanding framing her voice. "Well, there are four contestants. Can you call them contestants, or are they nominees?"
"I think they're called debutants, or something,"
"Oh, okay, anyway, there are four of them. If I remember correctly, it's Baistotei Atsuko, Ebisawa Hiromi, Hatakeyama Rina, and Katayanagi Fusei,"
"Who do you think will win?"
"I think Hiromi, but Rina deserves it. She's way nicer, but Hiromi is more popular,"
"Yeah....I'm surprised no one nominated you,"
"I was nominated, but I declined, who the hell wants to be in the spotlight just so you can win something as stupid as Spring Princess,"
"Yeah...."
Kagome stopped what she was doing and frowned down at her friend, "You didn't want it, did you?"
"No, but it would have been nice to be nominated...."
"Well, most of the guys are just straight up afraid to anger you. Duo said. They probably just think that you'd hate something like that,"
"I would,"
"See, afraid to anger you,"
"Yeah, you're right," she said, slingthly more chipper than before, "Why the hell am I so down. We're gonna go to that party and have fun and sneer at the idiot girls that think they need a date just to go!"
"That's the spirit," she said, just managing to turn her evil smirk into a placid smile.
"So, did you buy a new dress?"
"Nope, just picked out an old one,"
"Really?"
"Yeah, I only wore it a couple of times, so I figured why not?"
"Which one,"
"The red one,"
"Wait, you mean THE red one. The one with the the diamond thingy?"
"It's not real diamonds, but yeah,"
"You don't think it's to...much?"
"What difference does it make? It's not like I'm trying to impress anyone. If I had a date, I'd probably racking my brain to make sure the dress wasn't to nice, but I don't, so I'm not."
"Oh....but I don't have a date and you practically forced me to buy a new dress,"
"I didn't force you. I said that you should get and you agreed, that's not forcing you. Besides, it's a beautiful dress, if I hadn't been there, you wouldn't have it in your possesion. You owe me,"
"That's an interesting way to look at it,"
"There,"
"Huh?"
Kagome stepped to the side and said, "There, I'm done. What do you think,"
Sango turned in a slow rotation so see her hair. She even picked up a smaller mirror so she could see every bit of detail. A second later Sango's face lit up and she sqealed and beamed at her friend. Needless to say, Kagome does good work.
The next few hours were spent in a state of frenzied squealing, giggling and makeup until both girls hair and makeup were done. Sango had light pink blush on her eyes and natural beige lip glaze, as well as a few well placed pink butterfly clips that matched the pink in her dress perfectly. Kagome had applied moose to her hair, causing it to become much more wavy than what was normal and had a pulled hald of her hair back with studded black clips, leaving two tendrils framing her face. She also had light brown eyeshadow and a darker brown eyeliner on and a shimmering scarlet gloss coating her lips. However, neither were dressed properly (Kagome still had on loose pajama bottoms and a tank top and Sango in loos jeans and an old t-shirt) when the doorbell rang.
Kagome looked to the clock: 7:30. 'He's a half hour early!' Kagome thought as she made her way to the door hesitantly. However, when she opened the door, instead of meeting Miroku's violet eyes, she met a pair of familiar blue ones. "Kouga!" she exclaimed, taking a step back so she could see him properly.
He was dressed in a nicely tailored black suit with a deep brown shirt. She wasn't sure if she was seeing things, but she thought the suit looked to smooth against his skin, especially along the shoulders and waist-area where his fur -should- be. He was probably using a concealment spell. "Kouga, what are you doing here?"
"I came to pick you up for that dance your school is having,"
"What are you talking about?"
"We're going together?"
"Since when?!"
"Of course we would go together. Your my woman," she said in a calm matter-of-fact type of voice.
Sango could be heard in the background muttering something like, "Not that again,"
"Kouga," said Kagome, trying to keep a hold on her brimming anger, "I am not your woman. I am not your girlfriend. I did -not- ask you to the semi formal. And I am NOT going with you!"
Sango smiled and cheere, "Go Kagome!"
"But your my woman," was all Kouga could say.
(AN: Personally, I think that's all he ever says. *screws up face and lowers voice to an imitation of Kouga* 'Kagome's my woman, dog turd!' *sigh* Okay, enough insanity, back to the story!)
Kagome let out a frustrated shriek and promptly shut the door in his face, smartly locking it. A moment later, after Kouga got over the shock of being snubbed by 'his woman' he banged on the door insisently. "Kagome! Open up!"
"I think you have the worng house," she called back in a mock old lady voice, "There's no Kagome here!"
"Kagome, I know your in there. Stop telling your grandmother to say that your not!"
Kagome lookedperplexed for a second, dumbfounded that he actually thought she was a little old lady, but decided to call back when Sango burst out into uncontrollable fits of laughter. "Sorry, sonny, this Kagome girl your looking for, moved out,"
"When?!"
"Just now! She was only collecting her things! When out the backdoor!"
"Oh, okay! Thank you!" he said before they could here him swiftly running from the door. Kagome backed up, looking strangely at the door. She looked at the door, at her friend that was lost in her mirth and currently rolling around on the floor, and back at the door before she to bust out in hysterical laughter.
"I can't beleive he's so stupid!" cried Sango between gasps.
"What's the deal with all these canine demons hanging around me and making my life hell?" she asked when the giggles subsided and the sat up.
"Um....maybe they smell 'bitch' on you," she said, shrugging.
Kagome looked thoughtful for a moment, then smiled and said, "Maybe they smell Buyo,"
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At 8:10, Kagome was beginning to worry. Sango was completely dressed in new gown and shoes and ready to go, but her ride wasn't there. Well, she didn't know that. She thought Kagome was her ride and was still waiting for the girl to get dressed!
She didn't mind, because she knew that Kagome had spent most of her time helping Sango get ready. Though she probably would have been more agitated if she knew she was really waiting for ride to get there.
Finally, at 8:15, the doorbell rang around the almost empty house and Kagome called from inside her closet, "Sango! Can you get that!?"
"Sure," she called back before she happily walked to the door and threw it open, greeting however was on the other side with a smile....
That is, until she saw who was on the other side. Dressed in a smart navy blue suit with a back shirt and tie, Miroku was also sporting one of his more charming grins. However, Sango was not stupid.
"What are you doing here?" she asked suspiciously.
"Just came to pick you up,"
"I already have a ride," she hissed.
"I know, I'm it," he said as his hand light reached behind her.
"HENTAI!!" she said backing away as he rubbed the fresh red handprint on his cheek "What did you say?"
"Well, when our dearest Kagome saw you heartlessly shoot me down, she took it upon herself to cheer me up. Long story short, I'm your date,"
Eyes bugged, nostrils flared and a deep flush creeped over Sango's cheeks before she called out, "KAGOME!!!"
Apparently, said girl had been hiding behind the kitchen door and immediately slid it open before she bounded toward her friend, Sango's purse in her hand. "Yes, Sango?"
"Is what Miroku saying true?" she asked, a dangerous glint in her eye. 'Let's see her try to get out of this one!' she thought to herself.
"Every word of it," said Kagome, stufing the black purse into her friends hands, "Except for maybe the heartless part. I didn't think that," she continued as Miroku held out his arm for Sango to take and Kagome practically had to link her arm to his, she was in such a shocked state. "well, you have fun lovebirds!" she cried as Miroku half walked half dragged Sango to the limo and opened the dor for her.
Kagome sighed dreamily as she closed the door and put a finger to her lips. "Now, where did I put that shoe?"
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Sango was skeptical to say the least. She was currently sitting on the edge of the limo seat, the farthest she could possibly get from her 'date'. And she was clutching her shawl tightly around her frame, as though she were afraid he might try something perverted. Which, in all rights, he probably would.
"You had better keep your hands to yourself, chikan,"
He let out an audible gasp and said, "Sango, I can't beleive you would call me such a thing,"
"Well....you DO molest girls rear ends,"
"I....suppose, you could put it like that,"
"Sorry, just keep your hands where I can see them, ecchi,"
He covered a smirk and said, "As you wish Lady Sango. I have been on very good behaviour, neh?"
She 'hmpf'ed and turned away, choosing to stare at the black soundproof window infront of her that led to the driver's compartment. "I may have to go with you, but that doesn't mean I have to stay with you,"
"You would just abandon me?"
"Um...I...."
"I would never do such a thing to you, my lady. I care for you to much,"
'That's it! That's the last straw! How am I supposed to be mad at him when he keeps saying sweet things, goddammit?!' she thought to herself as she simultaneously fought the blush that had creeped across her cheeks.
Miroku hid another smirk at the sudden redness of her cheeks and said, "I'll make you a deal, Sango,"
"And what would that be,"
"If you at least try to have a good time tonight, I promise to all higher beings that I will never bother you again,"
"Um...."
"Well, what would you rather do?"
On the one hand, she didn't wantto try to have a good time. Why? Because if she did, she would probably end up having a good time, and that would be a very bad thing (don't ask me why) On the other hand, if she did agree, she would be rid of the perverted boy until she took it upon herself to approach him. Which was something she wasn't planning on doing anytime soon.
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"Can I get you a drink Sango dear?"
Sango looked at Miroku suspiciously. The banquet hall the dance was taking place in had been very elegantly decorated with almost real looking plastic flowers and deep gold streamers. There was a white whicket arch at the entrance that had also been stuffed to the brim with fake flowers and at the front, there was a stage with a crimson curtain pulled down in anticipation of the dance's award ceremony. This was usually when appreciation was given to their class.
Finally apparently deciding something, Sango nodded and said, "As long as you don't spike it,"
"I would never do such a thing,"
"I wouldn't puss it pass you. You'd probably love to get me drunk. That much easier to feel me up,"
"I thought you were gonna try to have a good time?"
"I am! This is me, having a good time,"
He raised an eyebrow at her and finally left with a gracious nod. Making his way to the snack table, he retreived two sodas and two plastic cups before precedding to filling a place with a variety of fruits that had bee arranged on the table. He felt a clawed hand grip his shoulder and almost jumped out of his skin before he turned around to face Inuyasha's glowing eyes. His friend was dressed exceptionally well, considering the fact that he had no tangible fashion sense, or colour coordination for that matter. He was wearing a black suit, deep crimson/burgundy shirt, no tie. "Kami! You scared me!" collecting his composure, he said, "You shouldn't sneak up on people like that."
"I wasn't sneaking anywhere. So...I see you actually got yourself a date,"
"Yeah, Sango finally agreed,"
"Keh. You probably clubbed her over the head and threw her in the car,"
He glared at his friend but decided against getting into a fight wit him with the neutral comment of, "No date, huh?"
"Nope, been WAY to busy to even think about that,"
"What do you mean, busy?"
"You'll see what I mean, if you stick around the whole night," he said, picking up a few grapes and plopping them in his mouth.
"What are you talking about?" he said, suspiscion wieghing in his voice
"Let's just say that....by the end of the night, I won't have to worry about clingy girls,"
"Inuyasha, what are you planning," he said, adding to it an apprehensive tone
"Don't worry about it. It's a....s-surprise...." his voice trailed off and his attention was no longer on the boy in front of him. He was looking through him, past him, at the entrance.
Miroku furrowed his brow in confusion, wondering what his friend could possibly be looking at as he turned to where his eyes led. An all knowing, "Oh," left his lips as he watched who had just walked in.
Kagome.
And she looked great to. She was wearing a deep red tube dress that stopped at her knees, hugging all her curves. Going all along the underline of her bossom was an inlay of black and clear diamond crystal, drawing attention to what was just above the string of crystal, and going along the hem of the dress was elegant black lace. She was also wearing black pumps that made her legs look longer, and a broad and brilliant smile on her now scarlet lips.
The two boys watched as she walked straight to Sango, hugged her, and the two girls sat down at the table to start chatting. Neither boy could help but notice how the hem of the dress rode up her thigh when she crossed her legs.
Miroku turned back to his friend and clapped him on shoulder with a broad grin, "Well, looks like you won't have to dance alone. It seems that Kagome doesn't have a date either. Though how that is possible is, I just don't know,"
A low grumbling rolled up his throat and Miroku had the distinct impression that he was growling. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing," he said in an unusually gruff voice
"Oh! I get it!"
"What do you -get- lech?"
"Err...I have to go back to my date," he said, disappearing back into the dance floor and reemerging at the table Kagome and Sango sat at. And the silver-haired boy had only one response.
"Keh,"
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"Did you bring my change of clothes, Kagome?" asked Sango,
"Hai, it's in my car,"
"Good, considering the fact you threw me out of your house and into the open arms of a pervert before I could get it,"
"Don't tell me, your not having fun,"
"Well, then why don't you dance?"
"I refuse to-," but she cut herself off when Miroku rejoined her.
"Sango, would you like the dance?" he asked as he put down the drinks and food.
"I-huh?"
"You and me, dancing,"
"Ano...."
"Great!" he said, grabbing her hand and pulling a not-so reluctant Sango out with him. Kagome beamed as she watched her best friend being dragged into Miroku's arms. However, she was pulled out of her thoughts when she felt a light tapping on her bare shoulder.
She looked to her side and saw Hojou's smiling face. "Higurashi! I'm glad you came. Are you having fun?"
"Uh, yeah...w-where's your date?"
"In the bathroom. Would you like to dance?"
She looked at him with a confused-bordering on threatening look before she said, "Won't your date mind?"
"I don't think so,"
She cast around for a reason not to dance with him and almost immediately spotted Inuyasha standing by himself at the snack table. "Um, I would, Hojou-kun," she said as she got up from her seat, "But, I have to talk to Inuyasha about something. Save me a dance?"
"Sure," he said, looking slightly disappointed,"
"Great," she said, flashing him a weak smile before she made her way across the hall to Inuyasha. When she reached him she blurted out, "Save me!"
"Huh?" he asked, his eyebrow lowering in inquiry
"Save me! Hojou wants to dance, just, pretend like you're talking to me,"
"O~kay. Why am I helping you?"
"Because...you think I'm an all-together great person?"
"Not even close,"
"Just do this for me..please?"
"On one condition,"
"What?" she asked, momentarily distracted as she watched Kikyou, wearing a skin tight halter dress, looking much more elegant than she usually does in her mini skirts.
"When you go up to announce the name of the Spring Princess, flash a nice big smile,"
"Huh?"
"Oh look, here comes Hobo,"
She whipped her head around and when she saw Hojou striding towards her, she immediately grabbed Inuyasha and dragged him to the dancefloor.
"What the hell are you doing, bitch?"
"Just fucking dance and I won't have to rip your head off," she said when she had pulled them close to the center of the dancefloor, where Hojou couldn't see them. Lucky, it was a very fast song, so they didn't have to touch each other at all.
"You owe me for this, bitch,"
"Fine! I'll do your retarded smiling thing, but stop calling me bitch,"
"Okay, dimwit,"
"Your infuriating, you know that?"
"I think you've mentioned that, yeah," he said just as the song ended and the dj started saying something into his mic.
"Look just, do this for me and I'll never bother you again," she said as she grabbed his arms and repositioned him so that he was blocking her from Hojou's view, who happened to be gazing intently into the crowd. She caught the word "birds" being said over the microphone just as a very slow song started up. She let out a groan, wondering how the dj could make such a change so abruptly as she tried to make it pass Inuyasha, "Okay, no more dancing," she said.
"Uh uh," he said, grabbing her waist and pulling her into an embrace before he grinned down at her maliciously. "You dragged me here, now we dance. If you have a problem with that, tough,"
Reflexively, she buried her face in his arm and let out a loud, frustrated groan before looking back up at him, "As soon as Hojou leaves, I'm gonna kick your fucking ass,"
"You know, you really shouldn't swear so much,"
"Who do you think I got it from," she mumbled under her breath, to low to be heard.
"Kagome, I had no idea I rubbed off on you so much,"
"That's the only thing about that will rub off on me,"
"You sound like Sango talking to the pervert,"
"Whatever," she said, keeping her distance as much as possible with her arms over his shoulders. She subconsciously moved closer to the warmth of his chest even as his arms tightened around her waist. She looked up into the intense gaze of his golden eyes. They were amost glowing, she thought as she took a hesitant step closer to him, slipping her arms from his shoulders to around his neck. And just as she was about to dip her head into the curve of his neck, the music took up a more frenzied rhythym and those around them started to move with the new beat, still holding onto their partner.
Kagome pulled away from him and he he looked over his shoulder before he said, "That Homo guy is gone," before flashing her a smirk and turning on his heels and walking away. At that moment, the only thing she was completely conscious of was the ever blazing of his eyes and blush that had made it's way to her face.
*
I know that you are wrong
*
Inuyasha leaned against a vacant table, watching Kikyou as she walked towards him. "Hey, Inuyasha," she said in that sultry voice as she saddled up beside him.
"Hey, yourself," he said, contempt clearly showing on his face for the girl that had latched onto his arm like a leech.
"So, this dance is pretty boring, huh?"
"Yeah...." he answered absently.
"You wanna go start our own private party?" she asked
"Hmmm..." he said thoughtfully. He knew exactly what she meant. Perhaps he could turn this to his advantage. He had been planning something a bit different, but this was even better. So, fully aware of the many eyes on him, he slipped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer, and said, "Love to."
Then they both snaked their way around the moving bodies and out of the banquet hall, a pair of stormy blue eyes following their progress.
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And this is not where you belong
*
Sango lifted her head off of Miroku's shoulder as the song ended and they went back to their table. "Are you having a good time yet?"
"Ye-um...no, of course not,"
"But your trying," he said, a delighted smile on his face from her slip up.
"Yes..." she trailed off as Kagome walked towards them and she could distract herself with her friends.
"Hey guys, they're starting the awards in a few minutes and I have to go up on stage," she said when she reached them, "So can you watch my shawl and purse,"
"Sure," said Sango, taking the mentioned items and placing them on the table.
"Thanks, see you in a few," she called as she made her way to the stage. She stood up there with five other people, the Head of the media department already at the mic.
"Can I call your attention," she said over the buzzing crowd and waited for them to quiet down. "This is the part of the evening where we crown the Spring Princess and give out a few awards. First, the awards," she said when the student council president, an attractive young girl with short cropped hair.
"The first award we'd like to present is for leadership, and that goes to the president of the Interact Club, Mayu Okari,"
Kagome watched with a weak smile on her face, already feeling her legs going numb from her stilleto heels against the hard, dented floor. Then she got a nice shock.
"The next award, and final award for the night, is a new one. It was an issue we felt simply had to be addressed, and I'm sure everyone here is aware of what has been going on in our school for the past few months. And so, receiving the award in excellence for school entertainment, here's Higurashi Kagome and Inuyasha,"
"Huh?" Kagome muttered under her breath as the clapping and whistles started up, she felt a light shove in the direction of the microphone and accepted the bobble head doll they gave her before she said into the mic, "Wow...this is....wierd. I certainly wasn't expecting this when I first altered the fundraiser presentation,"
This got a chorus of appreciative laughter and she could see Sango close to the front, encouraging her, "Um, well, Inu-baby isn't here. It's possible that he went to do an errand, but he probably just went to get Mr. Snuggles his teddy bear. So, thanks for, this and...drive safely?" she said as she handed the bobble head doll to someone else and then said back into the microphone, "Now, what I actualy came up here for was to present this."
A dark red pillow that almost matched the colour of the curtains behind her was brought up with a tiara and a silk sash that said 'Spring Princess' in elegant gold lettering.
"We all know that the Spring Princess has always been a popular, good-looking and not always so intelligent young lady in the junior ranks. This year, I hope you took my prank fued to heart and picked someone with a more brains than usual. Then again, I never vote, so who am I to judge," she said as she retrieved an envelope from one of the people standing behind her, "So, without further a'do, because you've all waited oh so patiently, 2004's Spring Princess is," she slid open the envelope, a weak smile n her face as she pulled out the paper.
However, when she read the name, the smile was wiped away, her eyebrows furrowed and her lips pursed in the ultimate look of confusion. She looked around at the faces looking up at her expectantly, shrugged and plant a big brilliant smile on her face before she said, "Shikon High's 2004 Spring Princess is, Katayenoko Kikyou!"
No one applauded, whistled or even nodded in recognition. Kikyou hadn't even been on the vote ballet. A curious murmer spread through the crowd until everyone was asking the same question, "How did that happen?"
It was almost decided that Kagome had read wrong or was lying, when the head of the media department took the envelope from Kagome and she frowned at the paper and said into the mic, "Will Kikyou please step up to the stage?"
Nothing happened.
"Katayenoko Kikyou, please step up to the stage,"
Still, nothing.
"Kikyou! On stage, now,"
Something happened, just not what everyone had been expecting. Everyone expected the slim trim figure of Kikyou to slither through the crowd towards the stage and accept the crown. They didn't expect the curtain behind them to start to go up and reveal two people standing behind him. They didn't expect a smug looking Inuyasha to be standing there, his black jacket slung over his shoulder and one hand stuffed into his pocket: the picture of arrogance. And they DEFINITELY didn't expect to see an almost naked Kikyou standing two feet away from him, wearing only her strapless bra and thong and black stilleto heels, trying to cover herself up.
The room was deathly silent. The clinking of plates and the slamming of chairs stopped, the whispering stopped and if Kagome hadn't known better, she would have said that everyone had stopped breathing.
Then, a snort of laughter was heard. Then another, and another until the whole room was filled with uproarious laughter with an undertone of malicious murmuring. When the one teacher on stage finally registered what was going on, she took a jacket from the student right beside her and went to cover Kikyou, ushering her off stage.
Inuyasha just stood in the middle of the stage, bowing as everyone began to clap wildly. Well, almost everyone. He turned to look at Kagome, who had only just picked up her jaw and was now staring at him with wide eyes. "What you think?" he asked her as he strode up to her, stopping a few feet away.
"I...think...that.....that was one of the most despicable and disgusting things I've ever seen," she spat out before making herway backstage. She found the teacher hovering over the now jacket-clad Kikyou and she said, "Kikyou, are you alright?"
"I'm gonna call your parents to take you home," said the teacher before leaving.
Kagome approached, closer now and said, "A-are you alright?"
"Kagome," she said looking up with suspiciously shiny eyes, "Can I give you some advice?"
'No! What the hell makes you think I would want advice from someone like you?' she thought, even as the folowing words left her mouth, "Uh...yeah sure,"
"I've seen you getting close to Inuyasha. Don't pretend you don't like him, because I can see right through your facade. I was the same way. I pretended for a long time like I dispised him, going out with every other guy that would have me just to prove it o him. Then he got under my defenses and...
"You pretend you don't like him and then he ends up the only thing you think about," she let out a longing sigh, "Learn from my mistakes Kagome. Don't let him get under your skin, he'll only hurt you,"
"I wasn't planning on-,"
"Kagome. Don't let him hurt you like he hurt me. That silly fued between the two of you. That was nothing. Simply child's play. He is more viscious then you think,"
"Oh...okay, Kikyou...do-do you want some help, getting out of here?"
"Could you get me my clothes? I think they're still on the stage,"
"Okay..." she trailed off as she went back out onto the stage and was greated by another uproar of clapping and cat calls. She turned and saw the amused faces as she snatched up the silky black dress that lay crumpled on the floor. She plastered a sweetly fake smile on her face as she walked back to Kikyou, though she really didn't feel like smiling. Only one thing was entertaining Kagome's thoughts at the moment.
'How could Inuyasha do this?'
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AN: Well, that was the seventh chappy, I decided to put in the lyrics when listening to the song while I typed the chapter, but I didn't wanna put it all in. Mostly because I thought it was better this way.
