Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. He solely belongs to the wonderful Rumiko Takahashi.

Full summary:

Kagome Higurashi is a hip hop dance teacher. Music is her life. It's the one and only thing(other than her best friend Sango)she looks to for comfort, especially after the heartbreak. Inuyasha Tashioma is a basketball coach. Sports are his release, especially after his heart was torn apart by someone he thought he loved. What happens when these two worlds collide? Read and find out. This is my first fic so go easy on me. R&R!

Chapter one:

Stubborn Hip-Hop Dancer

"C'mon, ladies," Kagome said. "Give it some attitude. You gotta feel it!"

Kagome leaned on the table her radio was stationed on, watching her students dance. Kagome Higurashi was a dance teacher, mostly hip-hop. Music is and always has been her life. She barely had time for anything else. She taught a class of girls ranging from the ages of six to eighteen. She offered to teach boys, but none would show up. Kagome stopped the music and the girls halted their movements, looking up at her.

"Great job, girls," Kagome said. "We'll pick up tomorrow."

The girls nodded and ran to the back of the room to grab their dance bags and water bottles. They all ran out the door to their rides, yelling goodbye as they went. Kagome started stacking her CDs, making ready to leave. The bell rang signaling the door being opened. Kagome glanced back to see her best friend, Sango Taijiya. Sango grinned and crossed her arms as Kagome unplugged her radio.

"Kags," Sango smiled, "if you didn't have such a shapely figure, I would've thought you were a dude."

Kagome rolled her eyes. She was wearing a green wife beater, baggy black sweatpants, and black Nikes with green laces. Her long ebony hair was pulled up in a high ponytail. She turned to Sango.

"Ha, ha, funny," Kagome said. "Now shut up and help me."

Sango laughed, causing her long brown ponytail to shake. She walked over and grabbed the stack of CDs. Kagome picked up her radio and turned off the lights. She locked up the studio and followed Sango to her car.

"Hey, Kags," Sango said, unlocking the doors, "your birthday's in a few weeks."

"Yeah," Kagome said, placing the stereo and CDs on the back seat.

"What you gonna do?" Sango asked, getting in the car.

"Um, this," Kagome said, closing the door.

"Oh, c'mon!" Sango complained.

"What?" Kagome questioned, turning on the radio.

"You're gonna work on your birthday?" Sango said.

"Yeah," Kagome replied. "Why? What's the problem?"

"No," Sango shook her head. "That's unacceptable. I'm takin' you out."

"No!" Kagome said.

"Why not?" Sango demanded, pulling into Kagome's driveway.

"I just don't want to," Kagome replied, opening the car door.

"You need to go out and have some fun," Sango told her.

"I do have fun!" Kagome said, grabbing her things from the car.

"When?" Sango asked. "All you do is work, especially after Hojo left."

"What does he have to do with anything?"

"Everything!" Sango yelled.

"Why can't you just understand that I don't want to?" Kagome asked.

"'Cuz it's complete bull. You need to move on."

"I have!" Kagome yelled.

"Prove it!" Sango said.

Kagome fell silent and stared at Sango. She bit her lip and walked up the driveway.

"Bye, Sango," Kagome said, opening her door.

From inside the house, Sango could hear music blaring. She shook her head and put her car in reverse. She backed out of Kagome's driveway with a final shake of the head.

"Damn stubborn hip-hop dancer."

There you have it, chapter one. Thanks for reading, folks. So the only thing left to do is leave a review. Go on you know you want to. I would appreciate it greatly.