Surviving Tankika
By: InuKagPunk333only1/2evil
Summary: Kagome is a sophomore at Tankika University, losing her job as a secretary for a lawyer caught embezzling money from clients, is forced to do a job she never thought she'd ever consider just pay the bills and her tuition. She becomes immediate friends with the girl who trained her, Sango, who moves in to help her with bills. Inu/Kag Mir/San (OOC )
Rated R for drugs, drinking, language and possible lemons further into the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha
Chapter 2
"I don't care if you don't like the outfit that was chosen for the frat party we're having tonight. If you dislike it that much then you can just leave. Actually, yeah, that sounds like a great idea. You take the night off, and start looking for another job because as of right now, you are no longer employed here." a women in her mid to late 20's sternly greeted Sango and my ears as we walked timidly through the doors of 'Hentai Playmate'.
Sango and I looked at the girl being fired, she had been there a while her stage name being Raven. I snuck a glance at Sango and saw her roll her eyes, and lead us towards the woman who had just fired her.
"You finally got rid of that good for nothing, tip stealing weasel Kikyo, eh?" Sango happily asked bounding to our boss, with me dragging sluggishly along behind her.
"Yes. I'm sick of her complaining over nothing. How was your first night? Did you make good?" she started to Sango, then turned to me.
My heart had begun pacing quickly, and the alcohol had already started making me warm. I didn't catch that she was talking to me right off. I was too busy looking, and picking her apart. She was very pretty, and found it odd that she had naturally colored red eyes. Her hair was mid length and black, but pulled back into an old style Japanese twist. She had a simple, but elegant looking, long red halter dress, with two dangerously high slits on either side, and red stiletto's to match. She was the owner of the club, and didn't mind working just as hard as everyone of her dancers.
"Earth to Kagome." Sango laughed looking at my face that must have had a far off look to it.
"Sorry. I've had some stuff on my mind lately. My first night was fine, and I made enough to pay my last car payment." I covered quickly, praying silently that that had been what our boss Kagura had asked me.
"That's wonderful. Alright, just remember to use stage names while working, and I'm going to have you dance once tonight on stage. You need to get used to it, and get the feel for it before your in heavy rotation like I have Mandolin here. Have you figured out your stage name yet?"
"Well, I actually hadn't figured that out yet." I thought, searching in my mind for a phrase from a punk song I'd heard a million times before. Tiger Army's 'Power of Moonlight' getting tossed into my brain somehow.
"Quick, think one up. If you don't like it, you can change it later. 3-2-1!" Kagura quickly said, then pointed to me.
"moonlight." I answered almost as if I was unconscious.
"Okay, moonlight it is."
They chatted for a few more minutes with Kagura, and then headed to the back to see what the big deal was that Kikyo had made over the outfit chosen for the party. Sango and I found it to be quit the outfit for us. Tall, black combat boots, thigh high fishnets, short red plaid skirt, and a black leather material halter top. The only thing worrying the two of us, no panties for the outfit. We dressed into the outfit, fixed each others hair and makeup and looked in the mirror at our selves.
"This looks like what I would wear to a party!" I laughed, taking the bottle of vodka from Sango's grasp and taking a quick shot.
"really? Me too! I love how you did my hair! I was wondering why you were twisting so much." Sango laughed.
I had done Sango's makeup like she had done mine, dark, but I accented her eyes with a touch of Magenta, just like she had the night before. I had taken her hair into six different sections on the top of her head, put them into small pony tails and twisted them tightly and sprayed them down with hair spray, after letting them dry, took a comb, and separated out the twists slightly to make an appearance of ringlets falling down onto her shoulders. I left the bottom of her hair down and loose. I liked how she had done mine up too. She had done about the same thing I had, but instead of twisting the hair, she had braided it, and put four thick balls of black hair on the top of my head, leaving a few long strands of hair to wisp freely across my face, she had left the back of my head like I had left hers.
"I like how you did mine too." I smiled.
"Well, Moonlight, we better get out there and find out when the fraternity is going to be here." she sighed, shaking her head.
"I suppose your right Mandolin."
We linked arms and skipped happily from the back to the front, where Kagura stood in waiting for them with instructions.
The club was emptied out at six o'clock to prepare the floor and area for the fraternity. Still having no clue of what frat it was, and not really caring, a little buzzed and too energetic to care. They would be arriving around 7pm. I looked around and saw that the other three dancers on the floor, who I still hadn't really became acquainted with, wearing the same exact outfits that Sango and I were wearing. They looked uncomfortable in it, whereas Sango and I were completely at home in them. Well, except for the part of no panties. But as Kagura had said, if they are renting out the entire club, paying top dollar, and a deposit of $250 a girl, which they would receive at time the time they were scheduled to get off the floor, we had to wear whatever they asked for. Being short one dancer, meant more money to be made by the five that were still there and suffering through.
Kagura gave a short five minute smoke break to us, after explaining how things were to run that night. Sango took another shot, as did I. I wasn't nervous or tense, I was actually pretty calm and collected. We split a Marlboro Menthol 72 m cigarette, and decided to be safe and catch another shot. The glass in my system made me dance around a little in the back to the pulsating bass from the stage area, actually making Sango slip a couple dollars into my garter. I had made a nice little wad from the customers who'd cleared out for them at six o'clock. We laughed, put away the fifth of vodka, put out the cigarette and went to the front. Salina, a dancer I hadn't really gotten to know yet, was first on stage after we greeted the guys as they came in. I was happily the last on the first rotation, and true to her word, I was only dancing once. I looked and noted that I went on right after Sango.
At seven sharp, the interesting evening began, as different guys from the fraternity, started to file in. Some were cute, some no so cute, some fat, some skinny, some nice and built, but the one that caught my eye the most of all the guys entering, the one who when they entered gave the most critical look to the other girls and I, was the guy with the long sliver hair, golden eyes, and black DC cap on his head. I swore, I felt my heart beat race faster, if that was at all possible due to the glass that was in my system.
After they had made themselves comfortable at tables, Sango whispered that it was the Roshimbo fraternity, as she and I walked over to get drink orders. The only thing served for the party being alcohol. I wasn't sure how this night was going to turn out.
After Salina, Jade, Butterfly, and Sango had finished their routines on the pole, it was my turn. I was just happy flirting and getting more for the guys to drink. Especially the one with the silver hair, who seemed to be completely arrogant, but had relented into talking to me once he'd gotten about six shots and a beer in his system.
I learned his name was Inuyasha, thanks to a very perverted guy sitting next to him with longish black hair that was pulled into a small rat tail of sorts. He enjoyed being able to grab our asses, and winced almost every time, as if preparing to be struck by us, but being completely happy realizing that he wasn't getting hit. He told me his name, Miroku, and he had drug his friend Inuyasha with him to the stage, where he continuously placed five and ten dollar bills in Sango's garter. I heard Inuyasha telling him, that he was an idiot every time he wrote his number on the money he put in Sango's garter. But, Miroku didn't seem to care. Inuyasha finally seemed to give up after I left the two, their fifth beer at the stage.
Sango got off stage, and I mentioned she should offer the one who was drooling over her a lap dance, as I walked on stage. The alcohol had hit me pretty good, and I had plenty of energy to help me through it. I hadn't acquired myself a theme yet, so I was dancing to random things. I noticed, after half of the first song, Inuyasha was back at the stage area, and putting money in my garter. He made me nervous, but I still continued on, absorbing myself in the not so great music, just remembering the things Sango had taught me about pole dancing. At the end of my last song, he gave a mischievous look, and then turned to Miroku who had Sango standing next to him keeping her arms around him. I finished, gathered my clothes, and got off stage, relieved and quite happy that I made it through. Thanks to some major help from Sango. I went backstage, dressed, and came back out after smoking a cigarette and stealing a shot of vodka.
I noticed that the guy Miroku was attached to Sango and didn't like for her to serve other people or dance for other people. She looked a little annoyed, but also looked like she loved the attention that he was showering her with. At eleven o'clock, it was time for us to leave, and the party had wound down. Most of the guys already gone, some staying to watch the next shift. I couldn't get Inuyasha out of my head. Something about him just stuck with me.
The only conversation he'd bother to make were complaints about his friend Miroku, while laughing at how Sango would treat him at times. There was one question he'd asked, which didn't pertain to Miroku, it contained to a dancer who may have still worked there. He asked if Raven was still working. I told him, that she was no longer working there.
He looked relived yet, slightly crestfallen when I told him. But brightened back up when I said I'd be right back with a drink for him.
"This guy must really want me to call him." Sango laughed as they walked to the dressing room to get in their own comfy clothes. On twenty different five dollar bills, and ten different ten dollar bills Miroku had written his number across them, big enough so she wouldn't miss it.
"Well, he tipped you damn good." I pointed out, and went for my own wad.
"We made out like bandits. The Roshimbo frat is made up of all these rich bastards that don't know what to do with the money their mommy's and daddy's send them for spending money. I don't think any of them have jobs."
I didn't feel up to counting my money, I just wanted to change as quickly as possible. I was tired, regardless of the glass in my system. We changed into our street clothes, I decided to take down my hair, and we headed out. Stopping by to see Kagura for our $250 deposit the guys had had to make.
"Well, at least we know we could pay the rent up for the next two months if we want to." Sango joked.
We drug ourselves out the door, and headed to my car. Not noticing that there were two guys from the fraternity waiting for us outside.
We chatted like idiotic parrots about moving the rest of Sango's things to our place, deciding to grab some grub on the way home, and threw our stuff in the trunk of my car.
"Hey! Mandolin!" we turned to hear a male voice yell, running up to the Sango's side of the car.
I smiled at her, and waited for her to start talking.
"Hey, I can't talk to customers outside like this. If you really want to talk to me, you'll have to follow us somewhere." she quietly told him.
"Okay, we were going to get something to eat? Do you want to join us?" he asked his eyes shining with hope, pointing towards the black Spyder convertible, The top was up, and the windows we darkly tinted, leaving Sango and I to guess who it was.
"well, sure, we'll follow you."
"Great!" he ran to the other side of the car, and got in.
"Adventurous tonight are we?" I asked sarcastically, my mind pleading that his buddy be Inuyasha, that handsome guy with the long silver hair.
"Shut up, lets just follow them."
With that, we got in my car and followed the car. My brain searching for ways to ask Miroku about Inuyasha just in case it wasn't the guy with him.
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