Take Me Away Chapter Three: Everything You Want, an inuyasha fanfic

Take Me Away

06/ 11/ 04

Sango is a performer of a local night club. She works for Naraku, and she does this to support her brother and herself. But life for this singer/ dancer/ striper, life isn't so great. Then she meet the charming casino owner, Shakujo Miroku, and Naraku tells her to seduce him to get in on his money. Will Sango succeed, or will she be the one to be seduced? MS

Everything You Want

Thank you again, to all my reviewers. I have almost finished my final exams and then I will have plenty of free time to write this. I am still unsure or where this story is going though.

(Should this turn around into a huge infatuation chapter? ... Hm...)

The rubbed wheels of the taxi rolled across the wet cement as rain poured outside of the vehicle. Rain streamed the outside of the windows and the glass that Sango leaned her head against became cold from the outdoor condensation.

A heavy sigh escaped from her mouth and the heat from her breath fogged up a small area on the glass.

"Misu... why would you be going to a second club at this hour? You seem exhausted." The taxi driver spoke with concern.

I should've stuck with the limo... Sango sighed again; "I am meeting a friend of mine. She is in town and I haven't seen her in a long time." She lied - he was a complete stranger, it shouldn't make any difference if she told him the truth or not.

"Ah, and how would a new person gain access to entry into Sengoku Jidai?" he grinned

"Please refrain from asking questions of which you have no business in, sir." She glared in a threatening manner. Her brown eyes seemed to simmer in flames.

"Hai, misu. I will." He smirked as he continued driving.

Miroku wandered into the back stage where all the night's performers were preparing. The was the live band that was tuning, and several performers. But there was one he was looking for that wasn't present.

"I wonder if she'll come, Hachi." He sighed.

"Naraku's performers are on a one-night only basis, Miroku-sama. And Sango-san was the star of the night, as usual... however she wasn't present with Naraku-sama afterwards." Hachi informed him.

"Then there is a chance." Miroku grinned from the cigar in between his teeth.

Hachi recognized that grin of confidence all too well. "Miroku-sama... if I may say so... even thought Sango-san is very beautiful... and is only interested in power and money... she does know when she is being used." He told him.

"I know Hachi, but I am not using her to increase my popularity status. I am merely enjoying her presence." He smirked with sophistication.

At that moment, the back entrance opened, and Sango walked in, her hair and jacket soaked from the outdoor rain.

"Ah, Sango-san... you're soaked." He walked over then looked her over.

"You need to do something about that eavesdrop. It literally dumps water on you." She told him as she removed her jacket. Underneath was a white shirt, and underneath that was the red hint of her lingerie.

Miroku's blue eyes became attracted to the revealed colour from underneath her, and he found himself staring.

Sango noticed, then walked closer to him; "do you like what you see, Shakujo-san?" she smirked. "If you do, then I suggest you do more than just run your casino." She walked past him, and over to Hachi.

Miroku chewed on his cigar as he watched her walk away. She was definitely a piece of work. He watched her legs as her jeans clung around her curves as she walked, her legs were full and long, not pudgy or too slim, they were just perfect. He could see why Naraku talked to much about how she was "more than just to look at", because just by looking Miroku already had perverted thoughts going through his mind.

He shook his head - no. She was Naraku's fiancé, and he wouldn't let his harmless flirting go that far, as much as he wanted it... very badly.

Sango dried her hair up, then got her hair done professionally. She had no make-up on, but her hair looked so much differently, and she wore clothes that covered her breasts, but they were still very skimpy. She adjusted the clothes a little, and Hachi handed her a microphone.

"Alright, the song is Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon. You don't need to put on a huge show, Sango. This will be different. But you know as well as I do that if Naraku ever finds out about this, then we're both in huge trouble." He reminded her

"Hachi, Hachi, Hachi." Sango cupped his chubby chin in an affectionate manner. "Don't worry. There's no way Naraku could find out, and if he does, there's a reason for all of this." She winked.

"You're poor?" he asked.

"... hai, that's it." She lied, then licked her red lips - she was beginning Naraku's quest for her, she was going to get behind the secrets of Miroku's money, in one way or more.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, the beauty of tonight, the talented Taijiya!" the silver-haired announced spoke into the microphone in a clear baritone voice.

Taijiya? Okay, if I'm going to work here again, that name has got to go - its my last name, for Kami's sake, Hachi! She mentally yelled at the fat man shaking behind her as he walked out and the audience applauded - there was no cheering, which wasn't what Sango was use to.

The music began to play, slow, but beautiful base guitar music from the live band behind her. She lifted the mic to her lips with her head lowered as she slowly walked, it was a different act, but it was still an act.

"Somewhere there's speaking
It's already coming in" she began in her low alto voice, the lyrics meant something to her, somewhere deep inside.
"Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here and you don't know why" She had raised her head as she sang with the mic to her mouth, her eyes were bright and she felt much more light-hearted than before.

"But under skinned knees and the skid marks
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return" She thought about the lyrics as she sang - it wasn't something she normally did while she performed. A past vocal teacher once told her that if you think, that you can't focus.

Sango tried to shake her thoughts out as she looked out at the audience, but her eyes met a pair of familiar blue eyes.

"He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why" Sango stared at his eyes - she wasn't singing about Miroku, was she? No - she couldn't, she was just here to get in on his life - on his money, nothing else. But she couldn't help but feel that she was lying to herself.

Miroku blinked in surprised - she was really good. Almost professional, and yet she was just a local performer at her fiance's bar every night, making simple pay. He would have to recommend her, or get her an agent.

He felt aroused by her outfit, the small white tube top and the red jacket with the black pants seemed to bring out the colour of her beautiful skin, not to mention her tattoo on the side of her stomach. He couldn't make it out completely, but it was dark.

Sango waited as the music played again - she loved this song, she could feel her emotions being poured out as she began to sing the next verse, she could relate to it so strongly.

"You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say" It was so true - she wanted Naraku to say so much more, just then "you're beautiful" or "I want you" when was the last time he said that he loved her? She couldn't remember.

"But you'll just tight
And watch it unwind
It's only what you're asking for
And you'll be just fine
With all of your time
It's only what you're waiting for"Sango felt tears burning her eyes as she sang this song - but why was she so emotional because of it? She had never cared before that she was marrying Naraku despite the fact that she didn't know if he loved her.

But now she remember that Naraku hadn't even asked her - he had just given her a ring, and told her if she didn't accept, she would be out of the streets again. It had been more of a threat than a proposal. As a matter of fact, they had both been extremely drunk that night - but why did these lyrics bring that memory out?

"Out of the island
Into the highway
Past the places where you might have turned
You never did notice
But you still hide away
The anger of angels who won't return" She could've turned back - she didn't have to take the load of bull that he gave her every single day. He basically told her how to run her life - how to act, how to speak. Just because he gave her a job, didn't mean he took her right of freedom. But she couldn't get that back without losing him, and without him, she was basically nothing.

There was no point in singing the last verse as it was meant to be - no one was as she wanted. She now realized her mistakes as her voice raised three semitones into a different key.

"But I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why
And I don't know why ..." her voice died out slowly, but strongly.

"Why...?
I don't know..." Her quiet voice drowned in the residing music as the song ended with harmony between the base and acoustic guitar.

As the final notes drowned out the audience began applauding loudly. Miroku was the first to stand with Hachi as other followed, whistling loudly in cheers that echoed out through the high roof.

Sango breathed in deeply - that took way more than she had expected. She smiled widely, then she raised her hands in the air in triumph, then she bowed, and walked out as they continued cheering, begging for an encore.

Sango ignored that as she looked at her watch - 1:30 a.m.. Despite the fact that Naraku was going to be doing another overnighter - she wanted to get home to her brother.

"Sango!" she felt someone grab the wrist of the hand holding the mic, she looked up and saw Miroku smiling so wide she swore his face might crack - what was he so happy about?

"That was brilliant! How come you aren't in some big studio recording CDs or something? You're that good!" he told her.

Sango smiled modestly; "arigatou, Shakujo-san, but I must be off. I have to return home." She told him.

"Please, stay a while. Or at least allow me to accompany you home." He offered.

"No - I couldn't. I'll just take a cab." She told him as she walked over to the changeroom.

"Then at least let me show you with praise!" He insisted.

"I might actually prefer the accompanyment home..." she muttered to herself as she went into the changeroom.

"Come on, Sango-san. Or I will follow you home!" he told her through the door.

"I'm going out the window!" she lied as she made sounds that made it seem like she was actually climbing out the window.

"Don't you care!" he burst in - except she wasn't escaping and she was only half dressed - with her jeans on, but only starting to clasp her red bra.

Sango screamed and Miroku yelped out as he stumbled back, except her accidentally shut the door behind him, and jammed it locked. "Gomen, I..."

Sango quickly did up the clasp then turned around, and held her shirt up to cover herself; "What in the nine hells are you doing?" she yelled.

"Gomen, I thought you were leaving!" he covered his eyes as he peaked through the cracks between his fingers.

"I was bluffing!" Sango held the shirt up. "You didn't exactly think that I would escape through a slimy window out onto the wet concrete in the rain, did you?" she asked in pure disbelief.

"I am very gullible." His hand stayed there.

Sango gulped - but this was her chance to start seducing him, if she wanted to continue with Naraku's plans. Well, she didn't care anymore, but she was tempted to try seducing him, at least - it was fun, seducing men.

"So Miroku..." Sango put the shirt down and turned around. She looked back; "you can look now." She told him.

Miroku moved his hand, looked at her, still topless, then covered his eyes again. "You aren't dressed though." He pointed out.

"So? Its not like you don't want to look - might as well give you a sneak preview." She smirked at him.

Miroku wanted to look - but he knew it was right. He had seen a glimpse of her, and he wanted to know what it looked like. But he couldn't, she was getting married soon. But he wanted to... so he moved his hand.

"Nice." He quickly covered his mouth - why wasn't she covering up?

Sango smirked then walked over to him; "you like what you see, don't you?" She asked as she put a hand on his shoulder.

"I do, but I shouldn't." he told her.

"Oh don't play games with me, Shakujo - I know you want me." She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought his head closer to hers.

Miroku didn't answer, and was surprised when she lifted her chin and began to nip at his lips playfully, teasingly, almost mocking him for refusing her. But he found himself soon nipping back, until their lips locked into a long, silent battle with muffled moans escaping as Miroku's tongue entered her mouth as he brought her closer by wrapping his arms around her.

There was a knock on the door, interrupting them. "Miroku-sama, we need that change room now." It was Hachi.

Their mouths detached, and they both blushed lightly as they wiped their mouths. Sango grabbed her shirt then slipped it on. "I have to go." She pointed out.

"Right." Miroku grasped the doorknob and unlocked it and pulled, but to his dismay - it wouldn't open. "Ano..."

"Shakujo-san, if you are faking I will make you regret it." She warned

"I'm not faking! The door is stuck!" he exclaimed as he placed his foot against the doorframe and pulled hard.

"Nani?!" Sango grabbed the handle with him and pulled hard. But it was no use - they were stuck.

Stuck together in a small, closed off area, full of clothes and make-up, with an open window letting cold, moist air in. They both looked at each other - what were they going to do?

And more importantly - to Sango, how was she going to get back in time?

I know where this is going now yatta! I absolutely love Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon - its the greatest song ever!!!