IF YOU WERE A TRUE FAN YOU'D READ THIS…PLEASE: I can't believe I misspelled my lover's writing name, im so ashamed. I mean I talk to her every night! Im happy to say that our relationship is going very well going on what...like...2 or 3 weeks now? We are going to start exchanging mail, she to get me a little something for upcoming CHRISTMAS! She's honest to God the best girlfriend in the world. Can you believe she can keep up with my perverted little mind? (Which you have no clue how much I am until I put lemon in later chapters . ) So review pleassssssee?
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The music in the hall to the tables was a soft sweet lonely tune of one piano. The footsteps stopped except for the ones of the waiter walking down the hallway. Kagome's blood rushed, boiling through her veins. Kikyo turned her head.
"Why isn't it the bitch from before", Kikyo growled noticing a red flash she roughly pushed Sango away. "Kagome" she shrieked grasping onto her. "Now you're in trouble dike me and Kagome will kick your ass…wait why are you wearing her jacket?" Kikyo snarled. "This is my job" Sango said making her hand into a fist. "I was taking this girl to her seat when I noticed she was cold, so I remembered the costumer is always first so I lent it to her". "There's no need for that" Kikyo said while pulling Kagome down the hall and to their table.
Sango stood in the hall staring blankly at the floor, hearing the piano overcame by rain. Sango slowly walked down the hall, watching the back of Kagome's head in the seat, while walking to her own seat. She looked up and saw Kagome staring at her, then glancing down and away. Kikyo then turned her head and glared at Sango, daring her to make a move.
A waiter came over to Sango, "Wasn't this a seat for two?" he said smirking; it was the same waiter who was hitting on Kagome earlier. Sango put her fist on the table; with each word he said the fist got tighter. Then when he finished she glared at him, snarling under her breath. She stopped and looked over at Kagome, hearing her laugh.
Sango's hand went under the table, she realized it. She was a no one, a freak among people, an outcast in life. "Just get me a menu" Sango said putting her tears away. Sango had never been this sad. "It was just a date right? I wasn't actually falling for her. She was the exact opposite of me" Sango thought denying her feelings hopelessly.
The waiter came back with the menu and placed it before her. Sango blankly ordered shrimp scampi with breadsticks and looked at the flowers on the table. There were three roses, red, black and white. Sango gently caressed her finger tips over the rose's thorns, while the waiter dropped off her food.
Most people let alone girls would eat properly at restaurant, even if they were sad, but Sango isn't like most girls. She dunked the bread into the marinara sauce and took a bite getting some on her face. She then stuffed her face with her dinner. Sango leaned back and rubbed her stomach. She snarled as she heard laughing. Probably that damn waiter wanting to ruin her evening again.
She opened her eyes and turned a light color of red then smiled at a giggling Kagome looking at her. Sango lift her hand up half way to wave before she realized the sauce on it. Sango's eye lids dropped slightly, her mind was beginning to wonder. She licked off the sauce and was face to face with Kagome.
"Oh…uh hey" said Sango smiling, even though her insides were crushed. Kagome said nothing, climbing over the table and into Sango's lap. Sango felt freezing drops drip from Kagome's warm form. Sango put her cold hands inside of the suit jacket Kagome borrowed from her. Kagome shivered as Sango trickled her hands on Kagome's sides and stomach. Sango ran her tongue up Kagome's neck, making her pant. Sango put her lips to Kagome's ear, nibbling, sucking and licking to her hearts content Kagome couldn't take it. She rammed her hips into Sango's and the table shook making the wetness come more. The wetness became even more freezing then before, making Sango twitch. She blinked her eyes once then looked up at Kagome eating her desert, talking to Kikyo.
Sango looked down, a drink of water spilled over in her lap also with ice cubes. Then she looked to her side, the waiter trying to pick the ice off of Sango's lap. She made her hand into a fist. "Hey buddy?" Sango said tapping his head. He looked up and fell over with a red mark of Sango's fist on his forehead. She wiped the blood off and let money at the table. She walked past Kagome, not able to look her in the eyes.
Just then Kikyo and Kagome fallowed. Sango opened the door and went outside; she stood under the roof of the building that hung over the side. Seeing out of the corner of her eye, she saw Kikyo running to a limo in the rain. Sango began walking to her car, getting rain poured on her immediately.
Kagome who was under the roof grabbed Sango's hand. Sango turned and looked back into Kagome's eyes. Kagome looked back into Sango's. Half in the rain, half out. One's gay the other is unsure. Both in love and both deny it.