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Lucky Number Seven
Chapter FIVE: Kitsune Dinner Club
By: Mel-chan and Ali-chan
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Sango was relieved to have her precious cat by her side as she fell asleep that night. She gratefully thanked Kagome, and Kagome thanked Sango for sticking up for personal space. Before they knew it, it was Sunday morning. As their Sunday ritual, the girls did in fact go shopping, although for Sango, it's more of a chore than enjoyment. Kagome knew this having known Sango almost all her life, so she tried to make it as enjoyable as possible for her. They got home around 3:30pm. Then, they got ready to go to work.They dressed into their uniforms which were black skirts with black shirts. Sango thought these clothes were tasteless but Kagome could easily care less. They got good pay for this waitress job at one of the most-popular clubs in Tokyo. They walked out the door, and walked down the street toward the center of town, to the club called Kitsune Dinner Club.
When they arrived through the 'turning doors', (he he those are FUN), they saw the manager walk fast towards them. On his name-plate it said: Manager: Hojo H. Hojo cleared his throat. Even though he was the same age as them, he couldn't help being a little bit 'airy' because he was the manager and they were waitresses. "I'm happy to say, we have a new cook who doubles as an entertainer, and a bartender." "That's good." Kagome said.The old cook was a grumpy old man who made terrible food, and the old bartender was, well, a little, 'off.' Yes, that was the word; off. Sango peered around the Manager to get a look at the open stove chef, who was displaying his culinary arts with smug satisfaction, and the bartender who wasn't saying anything to customers who were trying to be polite to him. Sango froze. She looked up at Kagome.
"Kagome. Guess who these new employees are!" Kagome looked straight ahead, now that Hojo had gone back to the 'Host' table, waiting to seat more guests. "Oh.. My.. Goodness!" 'IT IS THEM!' she thought."The Number Sevens." Sango grumbled. She mentally laughed when she realized that Miroku was wearing an over-sized chef's hat.
Miroku saw the girls. 'What would the chances be, that they worked at the same place?' Miroku thought. As he was looking at the rather 'beautiful' Sango in her mini skirt, and tube top, with the club emblem on it, (a foxes head) Miroku's hat fell off and landed on the stove. It started on fire. He 'eeked' and took it off, slightly burning his hand. Sango watched this predicament laughing. 'What a ditz.' She thought. After getting the situation under hand, Miroku smiled and waved to Sango. She blushed in return. 'How dare he catch her watching him.'
That Sunday, there was not much business. So Miroku, having some spare time, took up his gleaming silver Saxophone and joined the band up on stage.
As he said this, the spotlight travel its way to Sango and Kagome who were holding trays at the moment, and they were threatening to drop from their hands. When the light finally left them and went back to Miroku, they were relieved, until that is, Sango got an idea.
Kagome had an extremely pretty singing voice. Sango dragged Kagome onstage."NO! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!!" Kagome whispered as loud as she could in her friend's ear.
"Oh, no? Well, just because I don't want to hurt you with my martial arts moves, doesn't mean I don't have the wit to use a weapon called 'Miroku.' Sango giggled as Kagome widened her eyes. "You wouldn't!!" "I would!" Sango smiled innocently. After Miroku's little Sax Solo, Kagome got up on stage. She began to sing, her voice carrying out into the large club. People stopped talking to listen to the girl's song.
I will not forsake
The colors that you bring
The nights you filled with fireworks
They left you with nothing
I am still enchanted
By the light you brought to me
I listen through your ears
Through your eyes I can see
Inu Yasha gazed longingly at Kagome as she sang. Her voice was sweet as a bird, and she closed her eyes as she sang. Her cheeks though, were a pretty shade of pink. Inu Yasha noticed this even though it was so dark in the club. 'What am I thinking..? It's not like me to suddenly have a crush on a girl I've only known for a few days.' He shook his head, but his gazed shifted back to the girl.
I'm not afraid
Of anything in this world
There's nothing you can throw at me
That I haven't already heard
I'm just trying to find
A decent melody
A song that I can sing
In my own company
Inu Yasha could not believe how beautiful she was. 'Oh no. I'm turning into Miroku.' At that thought, he looked over to Miroku who was now off stage trying his best to flirt with Sango. 'Miroku is going to have a very sore face by the night is over.' Inu Yasha mused; he then looked at the girl singing again. 'Maybe I should start to be friendly with her. Maybe ask her out. She seems nice, and decent. Maybe too much so.' Inu Yasha shrugged.
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if your way should falter
Along this stony pass
It's just a moment
This time will pass
(song by U2 'Stuck in a moment' although its sorta switched around)
With the song, Inu Yasha's mind faded off, until a man came down and sat in front of him. "What would you like to drink, Sir?" Inu Yasha asked as politely as possible. This man had long black hair and was wearing a gray drench-coat. He was a scary looking character, but who was he to judge. Naraku looked at the girl singing, and then realized he was being spoken to. "I'll have a Margarita, strawberry." Naraku replied. His voice was whispery, but cold.
"May I say, that girl, has a beautiful voice." Inu Yasha nodded with a raised eyebrow. A smile appeared on Naraku's lips.
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Ali-chan: OOO PLOTTING AND SCHEMINGMel-chan: shudders He really creeps me out!
InuYasha: A STRAWBERRY MARGARITA! That is for a lady! That's the best you could come up with!?
Miroku: Hey, I like those
Inu Yasha: Point Proven!