Dancing Dragons

-Chapter 5-

"I volunteer for bartender."

"I volunteer for security, special effects, and supplies," said Sango, determined.

"I guess I'll go for DJ, invitations, schedule, and entertainment in general."

We all smiled at each other.

"So… What are we naming the club?"

We all looked at each other, out of ideas.

"Um… How about Sinful Fire? Sin's Fire? Dragon's Lantern? Dancing Dragons? Dragon's

Prowess?" A list of names tumbled out from Miroku.

"Hm… Sin's Fire or Dragon's Lantern?"

"We'll just see what we can afford later, alright?"

We nodded in agreement and left for the mansion.

InuYasha's POV

I hoped to peacefully talk to Kagome after dinner in our room. I was driving myself insane with questions. What had I done? After all I had only asked where she was. I walked into the dining room and found Sango and Miroku whispering to one another. Dinner was served and Kagome wasn't there.

"Where's Kagome?" I asked, startling both.

"I-I… What?"

"Nowhere," responded Miroku brightly.

"The truth," I demanded.

"She's been out with Konan all day long," said Aya from the dining room door.

She was leaning on the doorway with a delighted grin.

"How would you know?" I sneered.

"Well," she said grinning ear to ear, "I saw her leave with him and neither of them is back. What

would you think?

I could hear myself growl and turn to look at Sango, then Miroku.

"Get up," I commanded.

They looked at each other and complied. I stood up as well, just a tad bit angry.

"Move it," I said, pointing at the door Aya was leaning against.

I went to her bedroom and the place was empty and apparently had been vacant since this

morning.

"We'll talk about this later Sango," I said furiously.

They sighed and left. I followed, both in front of me, headed towards the garage. Aya seemed to

want to tag along for the ride and entertainment.

"Take me to Kagome. Now."

Miroku took the wheel, Sango and Aya sitting in the back. I took my own car, having plans for

after I picked up Kagome. I was bursting with pent up jealousy, fear of loosing what was mine.

When we got there the old race track was illuminated so brightly that it hurt our eyes. The

parking lot was almost full, and that was saying something.

"OH!" boomed the stadium speakers. "Another win for Konan and that black Viper of his! And-

Oh, look! He's got himself a little vixen tonight!"

Sango rubbed her temples as InuYasha walked past them.

"He's walking," said Miroku, horrified.

"Konan better watch out if he doesn't want to land himself in the local cemetery."

Aya cruelly laughed, following InuYasha.

"He'll be in a ditch with that whore of his," she said loudly.

Sango almost launched herself to make her pay for her words, and ready to defend her new

friend. Miroku, however, grasped her shoulders and shook his head at her. Her shoulders

slumped, but in her eyes there was a promise of revenge. Miroku sighed in defeat and they both

ran to catch up.

When I got there Kagome was hugging Konan, again. He'd won first place and earned himself a

trophy, money, and a hug from my girl. Kagome animatedly congratulated that son of a bitch

and had me at the point in which I wanted to take out my gun and shoot his lights out. I barely noted Sango and Miroku rush past me, to warn Kagome and Konan no doubt. Aya, however,

stayed close behind. I knew she had a twisted desire to see Kagome hurt now.

Kagome's POV

One minute I was congratulating Konan for his awesome win, next minute I'm being alerted by

Sango of InuYasha's presence, temper, and possessiveness.

"Kagome, InuYasha loves you!"

"Sango," I said calmly, "you're overreacting. InuYasha is merely possessive of me, just like all

damn males are when they care about somebody… I think?"

"No," stated Sango firmly, "he loves you and will personally kill any male interested in you."

I looked over to InuYasha's figure outlined in the darkness, calmly making his way towards

Konan. My breath hitched in my throat.

"You're not kidding," I whispered.

I ran towards InuYasha, blocking his path.

"Move," he said darkly.

"Iie. Let's go."

He turned to look at me, his eyes softening.

"I don't want to hurt you-"

"Then don't. Let's go. We need to talk about everything."

He looked to be on the edge of ignoring me, but turned around. I started towards Konan, but his

hand stopped me.

"Look Inu," I said angrily, "I'm not leaving until I say goodbye to Konan. Deal with it for once."

I apologized and hugged Konan quickly. I smiled uncertainly at Sango before leaving. The ride

back was quiet and tense. He didn't even say a word.

The next day InuYasha summoned me into his office. I went in there bathed, groomed, and ready

for a heated argument. Sango came out looking like she had just had one of those arguments and

smiled at me.

"Good luck."

I smiled uncertainly and went inside.

"Sit down," he said softly, typing away on his computer in the library.

The library, like he'd told me before, was his office as well. I was a bit surprised that he was

home on a Monday. It was seven in the morning, true, but he left at six. I hoped to Kami that he

wasn't staying because of me. He was showing more than affection too soon and too quick.

"I was worried when you didn't show up yesterday for dinner," he said softly, devoid of much

emotion. "And I won't comment on my emotions when I saw you had moved all of your

belongings to a different room."

I kept quiet, not knowing how to respond exactly. I assumed that's what he had been arguing

with Sango about before I entered.

"To top it all off you were gone with Konan."

"Leave Konan out of this. He's my friend and not a bad person. All he did was invite me to

watch him race."

He stopped typing to face me, his expression unreadable. He got up and stretched his hand

towards me. I placed my hand in his and stood up. He placed his hands around my waist and

stared deep into my eyes.

"I can't stand being away from you for long."

He leaned down and I stepped back.

"I forgot... Sango and I have something to talk about."

He stepped back and returned to his seat and computer.

"We have lunch with Maruto and his wife in two hours. Can you make it?"

"Yeah. It's the least I can do."

I quickly gathered myself and left. Upon closing the door I leaned on it and sighed. He had been

so close to kissing me… I made my way to Sango's room. We had plenty to talk about.

"So he finally came onto you?" asked Sango tentatively.

"Yes. H-He tried to… to… You know."

Sango laughed at my discomfort.

"Oh Kagome! I told you last night!"

"I know," I muttered. "I'm asking you for advice, not lecturing."

She smiled.

"Well, how do you feel about him? About this whole situation you're in?"

"I think it's going too fast. I've only known him for, what, three days?"

"Four," corrected Sango.

"Alright, four. I don't know what he likes to eat-"

"Ramen."

"I don't know his favorite color-"

"Silver."

"I have no idea who his best friend is-"

"Miroku."

"I don't know why, but I feel like we're rushing. There's so much time!"

Sango sighed, tilting her face.

"You like him too," she said, more as a statement than a question.

I nodded softly.

"He rescued me and he's kind, sweet, caring. He likes me for who I am-"

"Cheesy."

"Shut up. It's true. I just don't want him to be disappointed when I'm not all he thinks I'll be."

"Kagome," said Sango, yawning, "never worry about a guy that's never been in love to being

unsatisfied.

"Sango!"

"Especially if he's obsessed with you. They'll follow you anywhere, including the altar."

"Sango," I whined.

"Anyways. Changing the subject to imports and exports of the supplies we'll need. How will we

get the money?"

"I know…"

"You do?"

"The money InuYasha gave me!"

"He gave you money!"

"Aa. I'll discuss it over lunch with him. Which reminds me, I've gotta go shower. Talk to you

later, okay?"

InuYasha's POV

The place Maruto designated for our lunch, La Belle Heure, was a beautiful French restaurant,

but my companion was more extravagant. Kagome's hair was up in curls with glitter sparkling

every time she caught the light. Her white dress was tight and almost reached her knees; almost.

Her white heels were small and had laces crisscrossing all the way to her knees. All in all, I was

stunned speechless, among other things.

Maruto and his wife were both, surprisingly, young and married with two kids. Kagome and

Iboshi, Maruto's wife, talked about nothing in particular. When it came to the talking business

time, however, both women leaned into the conversation.

"Well," said Maruto, clearly not affected by the women's presence and attentiveness.

"Yes, here's the contract," I said handing him a folder, "you can read it over."

Maruto took the folder and scanned it.

"Do you remember how much we set on?"

I stopped, deer-caught-in-the-headlights written all over me.

"You agreed on 100 loads for 20 thousand on the condition that you would have one day to pay

and that we would get 20 of the profit."

Maruto looked at Kagome's smiling face, then at InuYasha's wide eyes.

"Right then. Well-"

"The conversation has been saved and no other negotiations will be accepted. Sign."

InuYasha and Maruto looked at Kagome's stern face.

"I could always refuse Miss-"

"Higurashi Kagome."

"Miss Higurashi."

"Yes. You could. You can refuse this offer and go to Xunny Corp. and pay double, maybe even

triple, without giving them the profit."

Maruto stared at Kagome before picking up the pen and signing the contract. I smiled just as

dessert was set before us. The women went back to talking, occasionally blushing. Us men,

however, remained quiet until our departure.

"I hope to speak to you soon Iboshi-sama, Maruto-sama."

Kagome shook hands respectively, smiling all the while.

"I must say the same for my wife and myself," said Maruto.

I slipped an arm around the small of her waist.

"Your intelligence interests me."

He handed Kagome a card with his numbers and name. She accepted it and thanked him for the

compliment. Everybody parted after paying and the silence settled in. Once inside my car, I

turned the air conditioner full blast and just sat there, thinking.

"Kagome," I said suddenly.

"Yeah?" she responded quickly.

"Give me that card."

"No."

I looked up at her stubborn expression.

"Kagome, the man gave you his digits because he's interested in your-"

"InuYasha! He's married!"

"Tired of his wife."

"Old."

"Looking for something young and fresh."

She took my face between her hands.

"Not everybody is after my body and you can't keep me inside your mansion forever. Let me learn on my own."

I turned to look out of my window.

"By the way. I need access to that money…"

Kagome's POV

As soon as I got out of the shower in the morning I ran to Sango's room. She was awake and fully dressed.

"Sango!" I said, bouncing on her bed as she combed her long black tresses.

Sango smiled at me softly, as if thinking about something totally different.

"I've got the money now and I was wondering if you had the bill or something?"

"Um, actually," she said, finally coming to, "I need to discuss what we need with you."

"Their prices too, I assume," I said teasingly.

"Of course." She brought out a piece of paper and cleared her throat.

"I need napkin loads, glass loads, and spoon loads. I made a list of electronics, which we'll need no matter what, and dancers."

"Alright. I notice you've forgotten all the food and liquor. Is there a reason behind that?"

"Yeah. Miroku's taking care of that because he is going to be the bartender and everything."

I nodded and took the list she handed me, listing items and their prices.

"Well, I don't know much about prices or quality so… Just tell me a certain amount and I'll transfer it to your account in the back."

"You have money?" asked Sango incredulously.

"I told you yesterday! InuYasha gave me money. Lots of money."

"Hai, you told me. But I didn't think he'd give you that much."

I nodded once and stared off.

"As for the dancers, I think we should list the openings in the newspaper."

I immediately agreed wishing I had come up with the idea myself.

"Oi, Sango?"

"Hm?"

"How are we going to get all that stuff in here without InuYasha and Aya noticing?"

Sango looked up, thinking of the sudden obstacle.

"Well," she started, "I know enough employees that could keep their mouths shut and hide the stuff."

"Alright. InuYasha would probably be at work anyways."

"Aya won't be able to speak," said Sango, fisting her hand.

I laughed at her insinuation and she joined me quickly.

"How about we go out?"

I centered my attention on her rapidly.

"Go out where?"

"Oh, I don't know… A club?" she said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"A-A club?"

"Yeah! That way you can see how one operates."

I saw the logic behind that and reluctantly agreed.

"At what time?"

"Hm… Eight?"

I nodded and made a note to myself.

"It's barely two in the afternoon. Want to go out and grab a bite to eat at the mall?

"Well-"

"I'm sure you don't have the right outfit for tonight."

I smiled and was dragged off quickly by my best friend to her car outside.