The Club

Christielea54

Chapter Eleven

Sango walked into The Club cautiously. They said this was where he worked. What if it wasn't? What if she'd made another mistake? Suddenly she heard two voices being raised coming from the back of the front room.

"Inuyasha! You said you would!" a girl was yelling.

"I did not!" the guy named Inuyasha countered.

"You did so!"

"Did not!"

"Did so!"

"Did not!"

"Did so!"

"Not!"

"So!"

There was a guy and a girl who looked to be only a few years younger than herself, arguing over only god knows what.

"Not!"

"So!"

She looked on in wonder. How long would they keep doing that?

"Not!"

"So!"

"Ahem! Excuse me?"

The two looked over at her and blinked. When had she gotten there?

"Can I help you?" Inuyasha asked.

"Yes, I'm-" she stopped dead. The one called Inuyasha, he had length waist black hair. Flashbacks suddenly clouded her vision and she shook her head to clear it of the memories gathering there, and of the tears starting to gather in her eyes. "You! Your hair!"

"Yeah? What of it?" But the next thing he knew, her foot had landed in his shin. "What was that for?" he yelled. But she just did it again. She even tried to punch him a few times, but now he was ready for her. He blocked every hit, but his mind was still racing trying to figure out who she was and why the hell she was trying to beat him up. "What's with psycho-chick Kagome?!" he yelled while dodging another kick to the head.

"I've never seen her before in my- Wait! She was the girl at the orphanage!"

"The one Miroku chased after?" he asked incredulously.

"Stop talking about me as if I weren't here!" 'psycho-chick' yelled, tears streaking their way down her face. She was beyond hysterical now, but if anything, it only made her stronger. "I am here! And I plan on staying alive for a while yet you bastard!" she snarled.

"What?! I'm not going to kill you!" He turned to Kagome as if to make sure that psycho-chick had in fact implied that he was going to kill her. "I'm not going to kill her!"

"Shut up! This is for my family!" she screamed.

Miroku came rushing out front to see what all the ruckus was. "Inuyasha! Not another f-" he froze, his voice dying in his throat. "Sango?!?"

But she didn't give any sign that she'd heard him. Just kept wildly throwing punches and trying to see through her tears.

"Get her off me Miroku!" Inuyasha threatened. He could take her no problem, but he didn't want to hurt a girl.

Miroku was not by any standard a dumb man, but he could not for life of him figure out what the hell was going on. He rushed over and grabbed Sango around the waist from behind, pushing her tight against his chest to keep her still. She kicked and screamed to be let go. "He killed my family!" she shouted despairingly. "Let me go!"

He tightened his hold on her and started rocking her back and forth. After a while she shuddered, and it seemed as if all of her strength drained away from her body as she sank against him. "He killed them!" she whispered hoarsely.

Inuyasha looked as clueless as ever. Kagome just looked worried. Miroku heaved a sigh and hefted her over to the couch. Not that he didn't like holding her…

"So her name's Sango," Kagome said quietly. "I hope she's okay."

Inuyasha just gave a noncommittal grunt.

Miroku knelt down in front of her. "Sango," he said in that strange calmly serious voice she'd only ever heard him use. She looked up at him through watery eyes. A strange feeling passed through him at the sad state she was in, and he found himself brushing some hair that had fallen out of her pony tail away from her face. "Inuyasha only just turned seventeen. He's never left this town. He didn't kill your family. You're confusing him with someone else."

"The police said long black hair," she mumbled doubtfully. She looked only half awake.

"I promise it wasn't Inuyasha. Here." He fluffed up one of the obnoxiously colorful pillows. "Get some sleep."

In no time flat she was asleep. That must have really drained her.

"What the hell was that all about Miroku?"

Miroku sighed. Inuyasha was just so thick sometimes.

Miroku and Inuyasha were in the back doing inventory again when Sango woke up. She sat up groggy and confused. Where in the world was she? She looked around. Black flooring, colorful couches, bar, dance floor. She'd definitely never seen this place before.

"Oh Sango you're awake!" said a delighted voice behind her. She turned and looked. Standing there was a girl with black hair and blue eyes, wearing a black 'The Club' apron. Was she in 'The Club' right now? And more importantly, how did that overly happy girl know her?

"Who are you? How did you know my name?" she asked suspiciously. She tried to remember what had happened before she fell asleep, but it was all a blur. Oh that's right! She'd been looking for Miroku where he worked. Maybe this The Club place was it.

"I'm Kagome!" she offered her hand to shake. "I'm a friend of the guy you beat up earlier," she said pleasantly.

"What? I didn't beat anyone up."

Kagome's eyes narrowed a little. Whether in suspicion, concern, or confusion she could only guess. "Don't you remember?"

"Remember what?"

"Oh no. You do know who you are, right?"

"Of course! My name's Sango."

"Phew!" she exclaimed in relief. The last thing they needed was a psycho-chick who'd lost all her memories.

"I remember coming to find Miroku. Is he here?"

"In the back. Hey, I wanted to ask you."

"Yeah?"

"You're from the orphanage right?"

"Yes…"

"Well, you've probably been there awhile, and I was wondering if you could give a friend of mine a hand. His name's Shippo and-"

"I arrived there after he did."

"Oh! What happened?" she blurted.

"I was sent here because it was supposed to be a less stressful environment. Apparently that's what I needed after my family was murdered," she had tried to say it sarcastically, but her voice cracked on the word family.

Kagome opened her mouth, but shut it quickly. What do you say to someone who has recently lost their whole world?

Sango shook her head. "Even my pet cat…"

"I…Why don't you come work here with us? It'll give you something to do, and the pays not bad," she suggested, trying to be helpful. "Inuyasha and Miroku are actually pretty decent guys once you get to know them!"

"Maybe."

"You met Miroku at the orphanage right?"

"Yes."

Kagome rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry about that. He can be such a loser sometimes."

Sango frowned. "A loser?"

Kagome looked a little surprised. "Didn't he feel you up?"

"N-no!" Sango spluttered.

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"Wow…"

"What do you mean 'wow'?" Sango asked suspiciously.

But their little heart to heart was cut short as Miroku came out of the back room, escorting a giggling girl to the door. Three things happened in quick succession. (1) Miroku grabbed the girl in a place he really shouldn't have. (2) The girl threw him into a wall and stomped off. He watched her go with a dreamy sigh and (3) heard Sango gasp. It was the type of gasp which everyone in the near vicinity could hear.

Miroku froze at the sound. A sinking feeling was developing in his stomach. Slowly he turned around. Dammit! It was her! She was supposed to be asleep anyways! "Hello Sango! How are you feeling?"

Sango's expression turned icy. She felt like such a moron for even trusting him in the first place! She hadn't known anything about him, and yet she'd opened up to him; even if it was only a little bit. God she felt stupid!

Finding out a potential love interest is a player can do that to anyone.

"Fine thank you," she snapped. She stormed outside, head held high, and refused to look at him on her way out. The door slammed shut behind her and Miroku turned away from it, swearing under his breath.

Kagome timidly spoke up. "Buy her a kitten."

Miroku turned and gave her a look that clearly said that he thought she'd gone mad.

"A kitten." Kagome couldn't have forgotten the way Sango had said 'Even my pet cat died…' if she'd tried to. "You've got to trust me on this one Miroku. She'll love it!"

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Jeez. Even I'm getting sick of all this drama!

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