For where the beginning is, there will the end be.
Lady Chango: I feel so inspired! New stories galore! Not to mention the fact that I've been writing after so long. I've made a bit of progress, I like to think. Read my stories!
And I don't own Inu Yasha.
Geisha Dreams
The spring day was beautiful, as the cherry blossoms were in full bloom and the sun warmed Kagome's back. Kagome's shamisen thumped against her thigh in a steady rhythm, and she found herself humming. She couldn't understand why she was acting happy, for she'd only come to the okiya a few weeks before. Yet that part of her life seemed so far gone.
Kagome walked with Sango from their school. Sango looked straight ahead with a vacant look in her eyes, and Kagome patted her on the shoulder in a friendly manner. The girl looked at her curiously, as if gauging her emotion.
"Isn't it a nice day?"
Sango shrugged. "I suppose."
"Oh, Sango," Kagome said happily and took her friend's hands in her own. "Be happy!"
They cut through the park, where a small bridge was built over the river. They stopped on the bridge and looked into the clear water, where cherry blossoms floated with ease.
"What are you doing?"
Kagome turned and saw a beautiful pair of topaz eyes. The person who owned them was a small boy, wearing a luscious red haori and no shoes on his feet. His hair was snowy white, and he had cute little dog ears.
"Oh!" Kagome exclaimed. "You're a hanyou."
The hanyou scoffed. "No I'm not, I'm a powerful demon!"
Kagome shook her head, quite sure of herself. She touched the tip of his ear. "You're a hanyou. And a cute one at that!" She giggled when the boy turned red, and she began to massage the baby soft ear.
"Who are you?" the boy managed to ask, even though he was leaning into her hand.
Without releasing his ear, she said, "I'm Kagome, of the Akemi okiya."
"You are a geisha?"
"A maiko."
"I am Inu Yasha." He grabbed her hand and looked deeply into her eyes. "I will be your danna one day," he said. Kagome was at a loss for words until she heard a ruckus a few feet away.
"Hentai!" They heard a resounding slap and turned to see Sango walking towards them followed by a pony-tailed boy who sported a red hand print on his face.
"Miroku," Inu Yasha said lowly, a growl evident in his voice. It was unclear if he was mad at Miroku for ruining the moment or touching a young girl.
"Forgive me, Sango, but I find it hard to control myself around pretty girls," the boy said truthfully.
"Miroku, you're ten. I can't believe you're a pervert at such a young age!" Inu Yasha shook his head at his friend.
"Once again," Miroku began, getting on one knee and taking Sango's hand. "I apologize. Please accept my kiss as a sufficient apology." Sango did not compute this in time, and Miroku kissed her on the lips. Blushing furiously, Sango pushed him away and began stomping back to the okiya.
"Kagome, when you become a geisha, I will become your danna." In her hand he put a jewel that shone with an unnatural light. "Please do not give your heart to another."
He walked off, pulling Miroku along. Kagome held the jewel tight in her grip, and felt the warmth radiate from it. She looked at it and wondered how something so simple could be so beautiful. It was attached to a simple chain, so she hung it around her neck under her shirt in order to keep it close to her heart.