Snapshots of Life
Chapter 7: It Takes Two to Tango
Sango tried on her fifth dress of the evening, her nerves shot. As soon as she figured out that the place that Miroku had chosen to take her on their date consisted of Salsa music, and dancing, she had been tearing her and Kagome's closets apart looking for something to wear that fit the occasion.
"So, how about this?" she half twisted gloomily in a black blouse with ruffles on the sleeves and a matching skirt. She turned to Kagome and frowned at the disapproving look she got.
"What? Kagome I've tried on everything I don't know what to do. I've fished through both of our closets!" Kagome looked at her with a sympathetic look then grimaced walking over to her best friend.
"Well, Sango…whose closet did you get that out of?"
"Yours…but what does that have to do with anything?" Sango looked at her perplexed and frowned.
'Oh my god…where did I get that?'
"Well I…okay you're right I'm sorry." Kagome took her arm and directed her into the living room where Rin was busy watching a news report about a man who was stalking victims to their houses and killing them, while Sakiya watched amused as the cats pawed at her dog's reachable extremities, and for a cat every extremity is reachable. Rin was taking notes on a notepad scribbling here and there.
"So what do I do?" Sakiya looked up, a look of disgust that she could not mask crossing her face. Rin kept her eyes on the television,scribbling more notes. Kagome sat on the couch exhausted.
"Let me see the outfit again." Sango modeled for them unnerved when Sakiya giggled a little at the severe conservation of the outfit. Sango glared at her sharply.
"I'll be in the bathroom ready to do your hair when you are." Sakiya stood up her giggling dead. Gin followed her, the cats falling off of her as she stood.
"First what you're going to do is take that off, and let me send it back to fashion hell where it came from, and then you're going to go back into that closet and find something. I'm sure you missed an outfit in your frenzy to destroy our apartment." She said trying to find Sango's humor in the middle of all this mess.
"Alright commercial. What'd I miss?" Rin said walking over to her two friends.
"Well, nice of you to join us." Kagome said dryly.
"Uh, sorry…okay I'm here now! Let's help Sango get out of that," She eyed Sango's outfit. "hideous outfit."
"I know right? I can't believe that came out of my closet!" Kagome said surveying the outfit again.
"Come on guys! I have one more hour until nine o'clock and I still have to do my hair and, and---" She panicked, stopping them before they began a conversation about how horrible what she had on was, sending her further into the abyss of despair.
"You sure are upset Sango. I thought this was like a guilt induced date. Aww, you actually care about our local pervert and how well the date goes." Rin smiled.
"No, no I just want to make up for the whole revenge thing." She said, still panicky.
"If it makes you happy, keep telling yourself that. I won't pull you out of your pervert hating fantasy." She said from inside of the closet. Kagome giggled as Sango glowered at the implied statement that she actually liked Miroku. But she didn't argue the fact, if anyone could burst her bubble it was bound to be Mrs. Reporter over there.
"Look, I don't know why you're going through my closet there's nothing in there I already---" Sango started getting up to intercept her.
"How about this?" Rin stepped out of the closet a black dress folded neatly over her arm and a pair of high heels in her hand. Sango looked at it then turned to Kagome smiling sheepishly.
"I did not see that." She said incredulously. She held the dress up so that she could see it better. It was a one shouldered dress with a split. The split started at the thigh, at the beginning and down the seams of the split were ruffles, and around her waist were little rhinestones that would sit perfectly around the waist once the dress was on its wearer. She smiled fondly as she recognized the dress as one of her own creations. Kagome pushed her into the restroom where Sakiya waited for her patiently avoiding her wrath until she calmed down.
"So?" Sango stepped out of her room and modeled the dress for them this time a smile on her lips, because she knew that this dress was the one. They applauded and made catcalls; she had finally found the perfect outfit.
"You really think so?" She posed dramatically and batted her eyelashes at them.
"Woo, sexy!" Kagome called giggling. Sango struck another pose this time earning praise from Rin.
"Thank you oh, humble audience, but Ms. Japan needs to get her hair done. She only has thirty minutes." She laughed pulling Sango into the bathroom.
"So Rin, are you looking forward to the next two weeks." Rin's face flamed and she looked away as she followed Kagome to the kitchen. She stared disconcerted at Kagome's back.
"No!" She snapped like she had been waiting for someone to ask her about this particular subject all day.
"Why not?" she asked pulling two pints of ice cream from the freezer. She sat on the counter top and handed Rin a pint, a spoon on the top of it. She stuck a spoon full of the cold substance in her mouth waiting for Rin to speak.
"I don't like him!" she whined stabbing her ice cream with her spoon angrily. She could see his cold eyes in her caramel ice cream staring at her. At some point she had realized she really didn't have a say in what she thought of him.
"Why, he seemed pretty charming when you were interviewing him, a little cocky but charming." She said.
"A little cocky?" she leaned across the counter to Kagome and fixed her face stoically "I haven't met one I couldn't get yet. Please! And don't believe everything you see on television!" She said in a monotone drawl over exaggerating Sesshomaru's voice. Kagome laughed against the ice cream in her mouth. Rin looked at her crossly narrowing her eyes.
"That's funny to you? Him and Hisho just go off and decide to book me for the next two weeks! They didn't even ask me. Now I have to hang out with the prince of monotone land, when I could be doing something else." She said holding up an accusing finger, overacting the drama.
"I don't know Rin. It may not be that bad. You get to go out with that light in the world of men for two weeks and on his dollar. Sounds like a good time to me. You might actually grow to like him, past your obvious physical attraction to him... You're not going to deny that are you?" She frowned then smirked.
"No, I won't deny him of that. The man is sexy, but as for him I can't say that I like him very much. Hell, I didn't stick my goodies in his face like he did me."
"His goodies just kinda seem to do that. I bet he can't help it." Kagome laughed. That was the difference between her and Rin. Rin could admit that she was attracted to Sesshomaru's above average body but if Kagome were to admit that she was even remotely attracted to his younger sibling, the very earth would stop spinning off its axis and hurl into the sun. No matter how much she wanted todeny this man; his place in her near future was impending.
"Kagome you okay?" Rin asked at the red creeping onto Kagome's cheeks.
"Uh, yeah. I'm fine." She smiled putting the top back on her ice cream and smiling. Rin set her ice cream on the counter and frowned.
"Are you afraid?" Kagome asked looking at her with staid and controlled eyes. Rin turned to her and shook her head furiously.
"No." She said confidently. She was sure of that.
"Are you scared?" she asked with the same seriousness. Kagome looked taken aback by her inquiry.
"A-about what?" she stuttered. Rin looked at her knowingly. She knew Kagome understood what she was talking about.
"Kagome…"
"…I don't know. I-I just…"
"What?"
"It's just that Inuyasha…I can't tell if he's something real, you know. Sometimes he seems really sincere and other times it's like he's just trying to get a sexual rise out of me. He's so hot and cold. What if I do decide he's worth my time, but halfway through it he decides that I'm not worth his?" she asked voicing her thoughts carefully, coming to terms with them now. Rin put an arm around her shoulders.
"You'll never now until you try Kag. Inuyasha's a good guy. Just horny." She said.
"Aren't all men?" They laughed.
"Hmm, the light in the world of men…inventive Kag. What would that make Inuyasha?" Rin asked an all knowing smirk on her face.
"Inuyasha?... I don't know, maybe a flash light, or a dimly lit match, a firefly? Stop me once I've made my point…" Rin laughed.
"Yeah right." Rin giggled, she knew Inuyasha was way more than that, or Kagome would have crushed his hope. She says she can't stand him yet she fails to kill the subtle gestures of admiration. Inuyasha was as much of a light as Sesshomaru…if you could call Sesshomaru that…
"Don't change the subject, you'll be fine Rin. You guy's will learn stuff about each other that will make you more comfortable with him, and if that doesn't work look at his body the whole time. That seems like good company." She grinned.
"… Kagome you're the freak of the group. I told everyone that but they didn't believe me. It's always the quiet ones." They laughed heading back to the living room.
"Presenting, Ms. Japan!" Sakiya stepped out of Sango's room and presented her to Rin and Kagome. Sango's hair was in an updo and her usual bangs were gone replaced by a lock of hair on the side of her head that cupped the side of her face all the way down to her chin.
"I'd do more but we've run out of time."
"Well it looks good." Sango said.
"Alright let's do an item check." Rin said.
"Purse." Kagome said.
"Check." She touched the purse high on her shoulder.
"Money, which I know you won't have to spend any of." Sakiya said.
"Check." Sango said.
"Good, looks like you have everything, wait you got keys?"
"Check." She jiggled the keys in her hands.
"Prophylactics?" Rin said. Sango looked panicked about missing this item then turned to Rin and glared at her, her face reddening. They laughed.
"Ha ha hell. That's not funny." She glared.
"Just playin Sango! I know that won't happen until the third date."
"What makes you think that there will be second a date? Let alone a third one?" She asked.
"Again keep telling yourself that." Rin smirked then smiled.
"Don't bring up the whole revenge thing, and have fun okay?" Kagome said. Sango nodded as they walked her to the door, car keys in hand. They leaned on the door frame watching thoughtfully after her until her car left the parking lot.
"I bet anything she comes home head over heels in love." Rin turned to Sakiya amused.
"No, I love Miroku I really do, but I bet he gropes her and blows it." Sakiya said.
"Bet five dollars." Rin held her hand out.
"Kay." Sakiya shook her hand and the phone rang. Kagome laughed. Sango would be pissed if she knew that her two friends were betting on her. She chuckled on the way to the phone.
"Hello?" She answered walking further into the room.
"Kagome?"
"Miroku?"
"Yes, don't worry this has nothing to do with Sango. I have a proposition for you concerning a certain hanyou." She stood in comfortable silence looking at her friends, then with a grin walked further out of their hearing range.
"What did you have in mind?" She smirked wickedly.
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Sango walked slowly but confidently into the restaurant. The maître d' stopped her before she could fully get inside. He looked at her solicitously, like he knew her then smiled.
"Excuse me Miss you wouldn't happen to be Sango Faita would you." She stared at his outfit. He was dressed casually unlike that of a person that worked at a fancy restaurant at all. Then again, she hadn't dressed too dressy either. He was also young and his eyes were bright like being here was his definition of fun.
"Miss?" She looked up and laughed a little at her slow response.
"Oh, yes that's me." He smiled at her and directed her to her seat a menu in his hand. She looked around the huge room taken in by its ambiance. She hadn't expected it to look like this. A valet actually parked her car for her, on that note she had expected it to be a little more…stiff. There was a band playing salsa type music on the stage banging on drums including their audience into their performance; customers danced willingly across the stage. In the middle of the restaurant was a dance floor where people were dancing happily to the exciting music, filling the room with life.
"If you don't mind me asking, how did you know my name?" She asked as he poured wine into a glass for her. She watched the sparkling light yellow liquid fill the glass, bubbles dancing across the top of it.
"Well, Miroku told me that he would be escorting a beautiful young lady tonight, and asked me to seat you. I asked him what you looked like but he said you were so gorgeous that I would be able to pick you out." He said sincerely. She blushed.
"Now, now Kyo. You aren't trying to move in on my date are you?" Miroku asked. He wore a casual suit with spicy red silk shirt underneath. The cuffs weren't folded and his shirt wasn't tucked in peaking out under his jacket. The top of his red shirt was unbuttoned a bit his chest peeking out of the top.
"Wouldn't dream of it man." He grasped Miroku's hand in his in a strong handshake. She ran her eyes down his choice of clothing, his style scoring big points with her. She stopped at his open shirt and blushed; she didn't know that his chest looked like that beneath his shirt.
"Well, guys enjoy your time here. Someone will be here soon to serve you." He waved to them as he left and headed to the dance floor.
"Hello Sango, my dear. I'm sorry I'm slightly late." He said. She stood up to meet him before he sat. He held his arms out to her. She looked at them skeptically then embraced him like he wished ready to attack if one finger got out of place. He let her go and sat down.
"It's alright Miroku." She said nervously. Her friends' sexual references were stuck in her head making her even more nervous. She smiled at him tensely and took a rigid sip of wine. He waited in awkward silence for her to say something. When she didn't he sighed and reached out to her and smiled.
"Sango, please don't be nervous." He said.
"I'm not nervous." She scoffed looking over the menu, running her finger down the menu like she had seen it before, trying to avoid his face. He closed it softly from behind forcing her to face him.
"Uh huh, this isn't the Sango that I asked out on a date." She looked at him for a while thinking over his statement carefully.
"Yes, well that Sango was groped to death." She smirked despite herself at the uneasiness that crossed his face. He laughed a little and took a sip of his wine, reading over the menu, scarred.
"Touché Sango," he said putting the menu down, his composure regained. "but after our last get-together I'm keeping my hands to myself, unless you don't want me to." He teased. She smiled at his jest and giggled a bit.
"There we go." He said taking in her smile. She tucked the loose strain of hair behind her ear, her every movement sexy.
"Hello, what may I get you?" A waitress with a cute black skirt on with a matching backless shirt that tied around the neck said. Sango glanced at Miroku from the side of her menu at what she would have thought would be Miroku's wolfish stare at the attractive waitress, but his eyes remained on her waiting patiently for her to order. He was trying so hard to be on his best behavior, and it counted. She glanced through the varied menu, deciding against anything to remind Miroku of their last encounter.
"I'd like this." she showed her a picture of noodles in a creamy sauce topped with shrimp and grilled chicken, the name unknown to her. The woman nodded.
"Okay, and you sir?"
"I'll have the same." He smiled at her and she left.
'He's really trying.' She smiled at his charming effort. His presence was that more enjoyable without the wondering hands.
"Hey," he touched her hand pulling her out of her thoughts. "I almost forgot. I got you something!" He pulled a chair up next to her taking her wrist in his hand. She stared quietly as he pulled a red carnation from the box he had brought with him. He tied it around her wrist and put his chair back in its original spot.
"Thank you Miroku, it's beautiful." She said opening up to him. She leaned into the table her balled up fist tucked under her chin, and the deep red carnation at her wrist. She looked to the dance floor then at Miroku, a question crossing her mind.
"So, how did you know I liked to dance?" she asked the answer forgotten in her memory.
"You told me." He said simply.
"Forgive me but I don't remember that discussion." She said.
"Well, when you were torturing me with that food from hell you said that it reminded you of doing the Tango." He said recalling her sensual display. She looked at him touched by his receptiveness in spite of his suffering. He still, managed to hear her. Men on regular dates couldn't seem to pull that feat off, and he did it all with a smile.
"It was good though. I really did enjoy the food." She said.
"I'm glad Sango. But as for me I'll stick to things that don't burn off your taste buds. What was with that food Sango? How did you find that place?" He asked looking at her gravely.
"I don't know that's just where I go when I want something spicy to eat." She laughed.
"No, that is cruel and unusual punishment. I swear I was seeing spots." She laughed at the seriousness on his face.
"Let's dance." She stood up his hand now in hers. He shook his head subtly but she continued to pull. He shook his head harder, leaning back while she pulled the opposite way.
"But what about the food?" he shot her an excuse.
"That is a problem." She said thoughtfully to his pitiful excuse not to dance. It surprised her; she thought he would jump at the chance to dance with her. "Now," She pulled a pin out of her purse and picked up a napkin scribbling 'Be right back, dancing' on it in blue ink. "its not." He chuckled at her cunning as she pulled him on to the dance floor, this time by two hands.
"Okay, but I must warn you dancing is not my forte." He said holding up his hands in defeat.
"Come on Miroku, you can't be that bad," She said "show me what you got!" He began to move his arms randomly in all directions shaking his head this way and that his body bobbing up and down out of control. She watched him engage in this dance if you could call it a dance for about fifteen minutes, her eyes wide and her mind caught up in his movements. His "dancing" disagreed with the music severely; somehow she figured that his dancing would disagree with all kinds of music. She burst into laughter holding her stomach as she watched Miroku's warning come to life. Miroku's flailing arms finally hit someone and the victim turned around angry. Sango controlled her laughter and jumped in front of him.
"I'm so very sorry, have a nice night." She said laughter making short controlled cameos through her sentence. She pulled Miroku away a smile on her face.
"I see you weren't kidding." She giggled taking his hand and pulling him further away from the man.
"See? I dance and someone tries to kill me." He said laughing as red crossed the bridge of his nose. She smiled tenderly at this new more human Miroku. She never knew this was under all of that pervertivness. He was so real and raw his every movement planned carefully around her and what she thought and felt.
"It wasn't that bad was it?" He asked.
"It was funny, I'll give you that." She covered her mouth caging in giggles.
"Ah, yes coordination is a cruel mistress. But I've embarrassed myself enough for one night." He said turning to leave as the song changed. She grabbed his arm stopping him.
"No, dance with me!" She said placing his hand on her shoulder and his other one on her hip.
"If you insist, but we do it on my terms." He smirked mischievously.
"Your…terms? Miroku where are we…" she asked as he led her to the front of the crowd by her hand. People watched them smiling, knowing something that she did not as Miroku dragged her ever closer to the stage. It didn't hit her that he was taking her up on stage until her feet hit the stairs.
"No Miroku!" she gasped. Did he really want to display that dancing in front of everyone? Her feet began to get heavier and Miroku could feel it. He got behind her and began to push lightly.
"No!" she urged.
"Yes." He urged back.
"Miroku no!" she whispered to him.
"Sango, yes. You said you wanted to dance so were going to dance." He said laughing at her coyness. She crossed her arms and turned to him as he continued to push her up the steps.
"I don't want to dance! I-I changed my mind!" she said.
"Mmm Hmm…I can't say I believe you." He said. Before she could get another word in edge wise they were on the stage with about fifty pairs of eyes on them amused at the spectacle they were making of themselves.
"Don't be shy! Please come on up! It doesn't matter if you can't dance; besides, we could use beauty like yours on the stage." The lead singer with spiky red hair said to her. She blushed, squeezing Miroku's hand tighter as they neared the middle of the stage. She stared into the faces of the crowd then at Miroku. How did he keep his composure like that?
"Please everyone welcome," he stuck the microphone in her face. "Sango." She said fretfully. "And?" he asked doing the same to Miroku. "Miroku." He said smoothly into the microphone, a cool smile on his face, like always.
"Okay everyone please welcome the beautiful Sango, she's a little shy, and her lucky friend Miroku. They're going to be dancing for you guys tonight, but before we start with the dirty dancing, somebody pick a song, any song… pertaining to the theme of course." He said earning a couple of laughs. The crowd was abuzz with quiet suggestions until finally someone got up the nerve to scream a song out.
"Ooh, Maria Maria!" A woman shouted from the audience sounding like a child in school that wanted to pass out papers.
"Okay from the hot young lady in the middle of the crowd. Santana, phenomenal artist, good choice! Alright boys, one" Sango stared at Miroku for support her heart in her throat. He smiled at her "Watch me Sango, we'll both follow each other." He whispered to her. "two," he grasped her hands in his and squeezed slightly calming her down completely. "three!" He grasped her around the waist and everyone began to dance as the music began to play. The lights above them sheltered the stage in orange, red, and white lights bathing the people nearest to the stage in its glow.
"Oh, Maria Maria, she reminds me of a west side story, Growing up in Spanish Harlem…" the man sang heavenly into the microphone. His drummer bobbed up and down as he slammed the drums metrically. The bass and lead guitar wailed filling the music with character. All of the band members harmonized perfectly, the song would be incomplete without anyone of them.
As the drum climaxed against the music he pulled her to him taking the lead in the dance. He stepped back and she stepped forward, along with the beat of the music. She stepped forward and he stepped back pulling away from her and taking her hand above his head. He spun her rapidly around in a neat circle taking steps back, stopping her at just the right time and dipping her.
He let her back up a smirk on his face. She moved her hips rhythmically with the flow of the music; he mimicked her mere inches away from her body. She looked up from the floor grinning at him.
"You tricked me." She said spinning along with him. Her dress fit perfectly on her body. He had noticed it as soon as he saw her. It lifted of the ground, the split enticing him as she spun around. He watched her enchanted by her grace and the way her body's movements blended flawlessly with the music.
"Well." He shrugged continuing to watch her dance. She grabbed him by the front of his shirt pulling him into her, shooting him a smoldering look that he couldn't escape. She snaked against him her arms up above her head. He copied her and ran his hands up her arms until his hands were intertwined with hers.
"Maria, you know you're my lover, when the wind blows I can feel you through the weather, and even when we are apart…" The singer smirked as he watched Sango's discomfort melt away.
She spun around as he danced into her from behind earning calls of admiration from the audience. He put his hands on her gyrating hips placing an arm around her stomach. Fire passed between them infinitely. They could both feel it welcoming it as it passed between them, like shared energy. She leaned her head back on his chest as she continued to dance.
"Gods Sango…you look beautiful tonight." He groaned, as if it hurt. He relieved one hand from her hip and placed it tenderly and non-threateningly on her neck. He could feel her swallow under his hand at his touch. As the song came to an end he rested his arm behind her on her back, leaning her backwards as a finishing move.
"And she was shy! Take a bow dancing queen!" She smiled and they bowed to the clapping audience and band members. They exited the stage heading back to their seats through claps and cheers, their breaths ragged.
Sango sat slowly in her seat her breaths slow and labored. It felt like they had been up there forever, dancing under those red lights. But as she looked at her steaming food her enchantment faded and reality set in. She blushed as she gazed at Miroku efforts not going unnoticed by her. He was so different today. He hadn't tried to grope her once, even through their "dirty dancing. It was weird but at the same time refreshing. It made her feel good that he thought enough of her to respect her body and still go through the motions of impressing her, making her laugh and being a gentleman. This date was nothing like she thought it would be.
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"What do you think Sango and Miroku are doing right now?" Kagome asked no one in particular. She just wanted someone to answer the question. She was bored out of her mind. It was eleven o' clock and there weren't many options. She, Rin, and Sakiya were lying on the ground with their feet on Kagome's bed, their only means of light the moon.
"I think they're staring at each other with love filled eyes and thoughts of love in their heads." She said taking a scoop of ice cream putting it in her mouth. Sakiya turned her head to look at Rin with a weird look on her face.
"Why would you think that? I bet she has him in a head lock for touching her butt. I know if they went dancing he's defiantly groped her by now." She shuddered memories hitting her. Kagome laughed, that sounded like Sango.
"No, I bet they're having a great time and he hasn't touched her once. I think he actually likes her, and I bet they go on a second date." Sakiya and Rin looked at her and smirked.
"You bet?" They said in unison.
"…Yeah I guess."
"How much are you willing to back that, Ms. Higurashi?" Rin asked.
"Fifty."
"Fifty!" Rin said.
"Yeah," Kagome looked up at the ceiling fan. It wasn't much but it was a lot for this stupid bet on Sango and Miroku's love story.
"Fifty…cents?" Sakiya asked.
"Nope."
"Fifty dollars?"
"Yeah." They looked at her like she had lost her mind then smiled.
"Okay." They said.
"I'll bet against that."
"Me too." Rin agreed. If anything, she'd get fifty-five dollars out of this day.
"Okay." Sakiya stretched and stood up heading into the living room, sleep blurring her judgment. They sat up and looked after her.
"Where you going?" Kagome asked.
"To make prank calls." She said nonchalantly. Rin and Kagome looked at each other then back at her their interests peaked. You would have to be really bored and desperate for something to do. Yep, desperate…
"Wait for me!" Rin called following her. Kagome soon followed, after getting her own phone off the nightstand by her bed.
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"Sango?" Miroku said puzzled by the sudden tranquility. They had been talking just fine for thirty minutes but she had begun to get quite, a perplexed look on her face. She smiled and nodded taking a bite of the desert they had chosen to share. He watched her through composed eyes silently asking her for confirmation of his feelings. He really liked Sango, more than the others, and he was trying his best not to mess things up tonight. He looked up from his food to find her watching him. She placed her hand on his hand and smirked.
"I'm having a great time Miroku, even though you tricked me. How'd you learn how to dance like that anyway?" She asked.
"Honestly?" He asked dipping his spoon into the ice cream and brownies smothered with chocolate syrup.
"Yeah, honestly." She said mimicking his actions of eating their shared plate. She picked at it daintily challenging him with her eyes.
"When I was in the…I think sixth grade there was this girl at our school, I invited her to the school dance, and she yes but I had forgotten one key factor in going to a dance with a girl; dancing, which I did not know how to do. So, I took lessons but that only helped a little. Don't tell him I said so but Inuyasha taught me the rest."
"Inuyasha!" she laughed her spoon hanging out of the front of her mouth like a metal tongue.
"I kid you not. Hard to imagine a guy like that dancing huh? Inuyasha's a regular Usher; you should see him on the dance floor. From there everything is experience." Miroku chuckled recalling the memories.
"Yeah, Inuyasha dancing." She shook her head trying to imagine that in her head. Then again he was a player, and women loved to dance.
"The way I was dancing when that man tried to kill me on the dance floor was a preview of the way I used to dance." He said taking notice of Sango's quake of giggles here and there.
"You used to dance like that for real? I'm glad that Inuyasha fixed that or the whole on the stage scene would have been a disaster!" She said.
"There wouldn't have been an on the stage scene." He laughed along with her. Sango watched as he dipped into the plate again.
"Wait a minute; your dancing was kind of sexy. I hope Inuyasha didn't teach that part of the lesson…" She grinned and waggled her eyebrows at him a little. He laughed nervously and cleared his throat.
"No, believe it or not Inuyasha threatened to kill me if I touched him at all during the lessons, so he got Sakiya to help out through the contact part of it. She was the first girl to give me a black eye." He shuddered remembering the painful memory. Sango giggled imagining what would have brought that on.
"You're not bad at dancing either." He said eyeing her still not believing that he made it through that dance without touching her inappropriately. He watched her shrug slightly.
"You and Inuyasha, you guys are really close aren't you?" He looked at her and thought about her question and how to word his answer.
"Yeah, I guess you can say that. Inuyasha and I were both angry teenagers, but we helped each other get through it…come to think of it all of our friends were angry. I think Sakiya is still angry." Sango laughed.
"You're probably right about that, why were so angry?" she asked.
"A lot of things…we were always in and out of fights and I guess losing our parents at such a young age didn't help either."
"I know about that."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah our parents got into a car accident…" She said looking away to avoid the pity on his face.
"Our?" He asked.
"I have a younger brother…when they died he and I moved in with Kagome's family until I was old enough to move out…" her voice was distant and hurt and he was angry with himself for letting the conversation go down that road. He could have stopped it before he let her reopen the wound.
"I'm sorry I---"
"Don't be." She said quickly cutting him off. She never talked about her parent's death. She never wanted their pasts to be a tragedy in the closet anyway. She turned to him and smiled sadly, he shouldn't feel bad. He grasped her hand in his and held it quietly for awhile.
"Let's dance…again."
"Ok, now that I know what I'm working with." She smirked
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Sakiya looked at the phone's illuminated numbers and pressed them randomly pressing the phone against her ear. She waited for the phone to begin ringing a smile crossing her face as a man's voice answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey baby." She said in a sleazy, starved for sex kind of voice. Rin and Kagome sat across from her cross legged and tickled by Sakiya's trivial idea.
"…who is this?" The man said in a secretive voice whispering seedily into the phone.
"You know who this is baby." She told the man on the phone tricking him into the ruse. Kagome snickered, her hand over the receiver. Rin leaned on the back of the phone, the words slightly muffled, but audible.
"…Candy?" He asked unsure. Candy what kind of name was candy? It sounded like a person who worked for a phone sex company or a stripper. She shrugged, okay, she was Candy.
"Yeah baby, Candy." She said in a lusty undertone improvising.
"Hey, I thought you said that the Sex Talkers wouldn't let you talk to your clients outside of work." He said. Sakiya looked at the phone deep in thought then smirked.
"They won't baby, but you sound so good. I just lose my mind when you're not on the phone." She said.
"Really? Call me daddy." He said in a deeper cockier voice. She looked at the phone and scowled. She looked at her friends and they mouthed 'do it.' She shook her head, too proud. Rin frowned then smirked pulling the phone away from Kagome.
"Daddy?" Rin squeaked. Kagome looked at her shocked and held back a giggle, the phone now on speaker.
"Who's that?" the man asked.
"You know who that is, that's uh um… you know! It's---"
"Fantasy that you baby?" he asked.
"Yeah, I thought you forgot me for a while there!" Rin said in a bubbly voice jumping right into the hoax like they had planned it all out.
"I could never forget you, you need me too?" He said wolfishly.
"Yeah, baby I need you." she moaned into the phone. Kagome giggled. There was a long pregnant pause and the man was back on the phone again.
"So, what do want to do?" He asked desperately.
"Meet us at Watashi park." she said. Sakiya looked at the phone again as he shuddered and engaged in another pause. She yawned and pressed the call blocking button.
"You know where that is don't you?" Rin asked.
"It's a ways from here, but for you two I'll do anything." He said breathily.
"Hurry, we need you. Don't forget baby Watashi Park, and bring a camcorder and whips." Rin blurted out. Her words were still lusty despite the quickness at which they left her mouth. They looked at her weirdly and she shrugged sheepishly.
"Hold on ladies…" the phone went quiet and Sakiya smirked at Rin.
"Whips?" Sakiya asked. It was oddly common but it still was weird.
"I don't know, it just came to me." She shrugged.
"I hope that's all it was." Kagome grinned.
"I bet you anything that he lives with his mother." Sakiya said the betting mood still with her.
"No! Not talking like that he doesn't!" Kagome said.
"Yeah, that's just wrong, sex toys and mothers just don't mix." Her friends eyes probed her.
"Not, that I own anything like that…" still they stared at her. "Seriously!" she said loudly as if screaming would make them believe her.
"O.k.… Well, I'll bet both of you ten dollars that he lives with his mother Sakiya said.
"Deal." They said.
"Alright girls I'm on my way!"
"We'll be waiting." Rin said.
"Hey, babe?"
"Yes?" He said happiness dripping off his words.
"Tell your mother I said hi."
"Maybe you can tell her yourself when you get here." He said enticingly in his mind but disgustingly in theirs.
"Bye."
"Bye!" He hung up the phone and they immediately began to laugh.
"Rin, I'm the freak huh? You were getting all into it. Whips and a camcorder." Kagome said through attacks of laughter.
"I don't know where it came from." she laughed.
"You guys so owe me ten dollars!" Sakiya said above their laughter.
"Okay, okay, but it's my turn now!" Kagome said. "Set me up." Sakiya picked the phone up and yawned. Sleepiness was becoming heavier in her eyes, making her yawn spread throughout the room. She pressed some numbers into the phone, the fact that they were vaguely familiar escaping her. The phone began to ring and she handed it to Kagome the room filled with rings from the phone.
"What do I say?"
"Just say something you'd say to your lover." Rin said quietly the entertainment Sakiya had picked, enough to keep sleep at bay for her. Sakiya laid her head down on the couch closing her eyes.
"They're not picking up!" Kagome frowned.
"It's late whoever it is, is probably asleep. Like we should have done before we began this little game." She said.
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"You really didn't have to pay for everything Miroku; I would have gone Dutch with you." Sango said running her arms over her chilled skin outside of the restaurant. She couldn't figure out why she had dared to leave the house in this dress without a jacket on.
'Through rain, through sleet, through the flu I promise to look cute.' She thought flatly glancing at the desert she had in a doggy bag for her little brother.
"No thank you, I wouldn't want your friends to hurt me for letting you pay for your food." She laughed at his knowledge, rubbing harder at her skin. She peered at the moon happily, the evening fresh on her mind. He had been more than charming tonight, and he hadn't even touched her once, outside of anything that she hadn't allowed. After seeing what he had to offer and a little help from the champagne, she had been willing to allow much more, but still he didn't take advantage of that.
"Besides, you're worth it Sango." He said quietly beside her, placing his jacket around her shoulders tenderly exposing his crimson shirt fully. He smiled at the blush over her cheeks. He placed his arm around her cautiously taking her feelings and comfort into account. She smiled and leaned into him somewhat, the heat welcoming. His simple embrace and the comfort it brought her was unreal. Just the other day she would have vowed that she wouldn't let him near her with a ten foot pole, but now she felt as if she could stay like that…
"Miss, your car." The valet said tossing the keys at Sango. She caught them in her right hand, the comfort gone. She stepped out of Miroku's embrace and handed him his jacket.
"I had a great time." She said standing before him.
"Me too Sango…maybe we can do it again." He said grinning at the "it" part of his sentence. She laughed and shook her head.
"Maybe…" She said standing on her tip toes her lips pursed in a kiss. He met her halfway anticipating her move. She met his lips in a chaste, sweet kiss. As innocent and pure as it was it still held in his mind, and traveled through his body. She pulled away and smiled turning to leave, her doggy bag in her hand.
"We defiantly have to do that again." He said, earning a chuckle.
She got into her car but before she closed the door she looked at him one last time and waved, her lips tingling sensationally at what her tongue did not enter. Was that all that kiss was, an embrace to the surface of something much deeper? Her friends would eat this up.
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Inuyasha groaned as his phone continued to ring interrupting his good nights sleep. He put his face into his pillow and screamed obscenities baring his fangs into the soft material. He reached to his left guiding his hand blindly around air looking for his nightstand. He was doing everything he could to get to the phone without opening his eyes, no such luck.
"Damn! This better not be Miroku." He glared into the night which was very clear to him his demon eyes helping him unlike a human's would. He sat up and swiped the phone beside him, ready to scream at whoever it was on the other line. He looked at it a little longer before answering it, shouldn't his answering service have picked up by now?
"Hey sexy." A voice said; a voice that was so deliciously and righteously, turning him on. He licked his dry lips and swallowed at the lusty whisper of whoever it was on the phone.
'Damn…what is this?' he smirked, his body and something in the back of his mind telling him it was okay for him to react this way to someone he didn't know.
"…hello?" he said looking down at the plastic in his hand his voice raspy with sleep.
"Hey baby, I've missed you." He was fully awake now her voice the equivalent of an aphrodisiac, arousing him in a way he never imagined a phone freak could. He had to know this person; people didn't just provoke him whenever they spoke!
"Really." He said his sensitive hearing picking up snickering. He thought hard at who could make him feel this way a short list of girls running through his head. Number one on his list, he smirked; he knew who it was. It didn't seem like something she'd do. Maybe she was drunk.
"Yeah." She said. The snickering in the background got louder and he heard someone say, "It's not that funny", this person also familiar sounding. Despite the fact that it seemed that she was playing with him he was still roused at the sound of this version of her voice, so much so that it was beginning to hurt.
"I miss you too babe." He said running his hand through his hair to busy himself. Kagome's face reddened on the other side of the line. She felt her heart catch in her throat, like a stone and she turned to her friends.
"I-Inuyasha?"
"The one and only. I knew you'd come around." He smirked. Her voice was even more enticing, so beautifully flustered and uneasy at the thought of him. He could hear the phone drop and outrageous laughter. He shifted under his sheets a lusty ache in his stomach.
"Oh," He heard Sakiya say. She sucked in air and blew it out tensely. "Damn. What are the odds? Hahahahaha! Hi Yash!" Sakiya said, her words laced with laughter. He could hear Rin howling in the background but Kagome was quiet, he couldn't even hear her breath. He could imagine the look on her face, it made him smirk. He was sure she could feel his grin through the phone line.
"Prank calling again Saki?" He asked, her methods of fun when she was bored not unknown to him.
"No, believe it or not I didn't mean to." She said. Then he heard quick movements on the other end.
"Kagome…wait I swear it was an accident! I was sleepy I didn't mean to! Oh shit!" Sakiya voice became more distant. He figured she was backing away from a very pissed Kagome.
"What are the odds that they don't find your body anytime soon?" Kagome roared.
"Kagome? Uh Oh…" That was the last thing he heard before the line went dead. He smirked as he stood up.
"That'll be a great conversation starter the next time I see her." He put the phone on the hook and frowned at his disposition. He fidgeted under his sheets, the blissful anguish Kagome had given him still raw in the pit of his stomach, among other places. He threw the covers forward off of his body and placed his feet flat on the floor. He ran his hand through his silvery mane and grinned.
"Even when she isn't around she keeps me sharp." He chuckled on his way to the bathroom to take a very cold shower.
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pyroangel7- Thank you, and I will. I have a lot of support from people like you.
Tuatha de Danaan- Interesting name…Here's an update for you I hope it was as good as the rest.
Luna-Divine – Yeah I like Sess/Rin pairings too. It makes for good writing because they're so different. Aww, don't say that I hate updating late…it doesn't seem right, but I'm glad you liked it, and yeah I love your rambling!
Robin Autumn- Thank you and yes I will take your suggestions to heart. If you can take the time out to make a suggestion, I can take the time out to try them. I went back to my last chapter and saw all the mistakes; I tried to correct that in this one. You're absolutely right I looked at it and was like wtf? But thank you for the complements. When you want to jump someone's bones it means you want to have sex with them. Kinky things, very kinky things. LOL. Don't be embarrassed!
sarah- Thank you, if I was Rin I wouldn't be complaining!
sakag- Yeah, he won't forget it… let me not say too much, but his day will come.
animedorkette- They're gonna have so much fun together.
Anonymous- Who knows what Rin is planning… Well it's a good idea, I mean despite the fact that he saved her from Frankie; she's entitled to help Miroku. It's her birthright!
Toya's Gurl- Thanks, again!
fallenangel7583 – Yeah I tried to make her the best damn reporter there is. Seems like the perfect job for her, she's so friendly and full of sunshine. Then again she has that edge that all girls have, but no matter what edge she's got she's stuck with him for a while.:laughs: Sesshiles, that's so funny. Frankie does need his ass kicked.
angelfire8972- Thank you, I hope this was soon enough
kokuchou - Sakiya's not Inu's little sister. They grew up together and he just calls her that sometime.
Gremlins Rule 50- Who knows how Inu did that, he works in mysterious ways. Inuyasha is screwed.
cAnDyLaNdReJeCt- Glad you liked it.
toxiclollipop- I hope this one is just as good.
AdorableChibi09- Thank you! Personally I think writing dialog for Sesshomaru is really hard, because he's so defined and elegant with his words. He's not going to say ain't, gonna, or any other type of slang word so it's he's harder than the other. So, I'm really happy you think he's in character.
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It wasn't as long as I would have liked…but hopefully it was good enough to offset that. I'll catch you guys next time. Review and tell me what you thought of the chapter, or suggestions. Thank all of you for supporting the story and sticking with it.
- Unseen Jade Eyed Wolf