A/N: ELLO!


Oh My Gods! 15


Ugh, the chicken dance was long past and gone, thank the gods. Sesshoumaru didn't even want to remember how it felt like to...'shake his tail feathers'. Dear lord, he had to come up with a way to get Rin back for that damn picture! He knew she was capable of giving it as a 'friendly' gift to his love sick admirer! She was too conniving, dammit!

His fiancée was the most vexing woman in the whole universe, and yet he wanted her with a fierce passion that it threatened to consume his heart, mind, soul, and whatever else he had inside! How can she ignite such sentiments in him? And it wasn't solely lust...she was appealing to him in many ways--like how she always stood her ground against him...her radiant smiles...how she'd cutely blush every time she met his gaze...did she know what she was doing to him? If he hadn't had any self control, Rin would literally be on her knees right about now...

Eh, his thoughts were straying to un-Sesshoumaru-like things...

"Woot! You guys rock! We zoomed by the chicken dance, glided through the hamster dance--" That was another dance Sesshoumaru didn't want to recall--damn those weird hamster choreographers. "--and a bunch of other stuff! Now we only have two couples left! Wow, from twenty-three to two! You all know what that means--showdown!" The DJ sounded awfully happy about that--was he just as sadistic as he was? Perhaps there were different methods of demonstrating sadism...

"Hmph, we so won this contest, Hiten. Those two don't stand a chance--though I like the inuyoukai's hair....it's so pretty...." A dark-haired demoness crooned to her boyfriend, who rolled his crimson eyes at her usual antics. The woman was obsessed with hair; that was the sole reason why she was dating him--he had long, braided hair.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I can't wait to rub it in everyone's faces that we won." Hiten smirked arrogantly, imagining having that mystery prize in his hands and gloating to his freshman college class about it. "This is going to be as easy as cake, Yura."

"I think you're mistaken," Rin chirped, popping out of thin air beside the couple--she really did have super ninja powers, "because my date and I are going to win. It's ok; we'll let you have a glimpse of our prize."

Hiten's eyes only raked over the teen's slender frame, as well as her form-fitting costume, and they lit in appreciation, a lop-sided grin curving his lips. He wished Yura had nice, shapely legs like this pompous girl...oh wait, who was that growling dog demon now standing behind her? He looked fairly homicidal...

"Keep dreaming, misfit, the prize is mine." Yura refrained from mentioning her boyfriend, not like she was going to share the prize anyway...Hiten was too much of a slob.

Sesshoumaru didn't have to interfere to set that hair witch--she was actually dressed as a witch--straight because Rin had it all under control. Besides, who called her a misfit and got away with it? "Then bring it on, slut." Her fiancée just openly stared at her boldness--was she half tigress or something? He had to remember to never call Rin a misfit...

"Get into position, troops! One, two, three, and..." The song soon commenced, and immediately after hearing the first few beats, Rin gasped and literally began to jump up and down. Her date only hoped that he was not going to be forced to do anything embarrassing again...

"I can't believe it! I love this song!!" She turned to Sesshoumaru and grinned broadly at him. "All you have to do is follow my lead; I have everything under control." He nodded--not like he had a choice, anyway.

"And the last song is...Tokyo Drift!"


On the verge of giving up hope--and tears--Kagome merely shook her head and was about to walk towards the path to the academic buildings again, but a warm hand wrapped around her wrist gently stopped her. "I'm not done yet so you're not going anywhere."

"No, I'm tired of this!" She snatched her appendage away from Inuyasha's and fixed her fiancée with a heated glare, her tears making her chocolate eyes appear glassy. "I don't want to feel like a stranger to you anymore! I hate walking down the halls and have to ignore that you even exist! I hate not sitting with you at lunch and I hate the silence that surrounds us whenever we're alone! I want to forget what happened the past month and move on for goodness sake! But we can't do that because I don't know what the hell you want!!!"

"Don't tell me that you're going to make all the decisions here again, wench!" Inuyasha, as always, took the defensive route as a way to fight back his true emotions. Gods, why did her tears affect him so much?! Was it their bond of mates? No, he was human now; instinct shouldn't play a role in his sentiments. Grr! It was annoying him to no end!

"I wouldn't have to if you only confided in me for once!"

"So you're basically asking me to randomly come up to you and spill my whole life's story? You want me to tell you every single thing I feel each and every day? Ta da! That will never happen!"

"I'm not asking that of you! I want you to trust me!"

"Why does everything have to be about you, huh? Haven't you ever thought that maybe I'm not ready to tell you personal stuff about my life? Oh, and I bet it never crossed your mind that my life is not a little fairy tale for Miss Pretty Princesses like you!"

Kagome stared at him in shock for a good few seconds. Her thought process was overwhelmed with fury at the moment, and in the end, not one coherent word resonated through her mind. Why in the world were they fighting? Why did it have to be this way? "So, you rather talk to Rin than me, right? Of course, when you tell your life's story to Rin it's nothing personal--it's just me that you have a problem with."

Inuyasha shook his head, already tired of this argument. Sometimes he wished he wasn't so guarded or easily offended, but it was apart of him--it became a part of him every time his hopes and dreams had crashed down upon him. He didn't really want to fight with Kagome anymore; why would he? "Listen wench, it's nothing like that--I haven't told her a thing about myself. Not even Sesshoumaru knows who I am, not that he'd care in the first place."

"There's a reason for that: you won't let anyone in your inner circle," the miko mumbled, staring off to the side--perhaps if she didn't look so deeply into his shining gray eyes, then she could avoid another altercation.

"Yeah, I know..."

"Inuyasha, I think it would be best if we at least made an effort to stop fighting so much. I...I seriously won't marry you no matter what my mother says if we can't spend one second together in peace."

It was an idea that she had thought about recently, but she had never voiced it. Though, it had some sense--why would she marry someone when they couldn't tolerate each other? It was either live in complete silence or constantly bickering; that wasn't life and they both knew it. "I'm sorry, for getting angry at you again. But I want to be able to be with you, the real you without you always being so defensive...that's all I want..."

"You think I don't want that too?" His voice startled Kagome, since it was soft and sensitive, caring and even empathic. It was as though he at last accepted that he had emotional faults, and wanted to correct them as much as she desired to help him. "But, Kagome...apologizing won't do anything, it won't erase anything. Before we can move on, we have to come to a truce."

"A truce?" She echoed his words, not understanding what it was he meant or why he was acting so differently...so...gentle. "Like Sesshoumaru and Rin?" The younger teen had informed her that they agreed to set aside their differences--ahem, human and demon differences--if only to live the remainder of the year together...without metal cookware flying everywhere.

Inuyasha smirked. "Something like that. Look, the argument we had a month ago and a few minutes ago...it all started because we misunderstood each other. You have no idea how my upbringing as a hanyou was like, and I just have no freakin' clue how your mind works, wench."

Kagome giggled and shrugged. "Yeah, I guess you're right. So, what are you suggesting we do, Mister I-Grew-A-Brain-Over-Night?"

"I think we should start dating, Miss...uhh...I don't know, Sorceress Wench? Yeah, I'll leave it at that."

Whoah, he's asking me out...oh my gods, he's asking me out! Besides the fact that they were already engaged... "Does this mean that you're paying for all of our 'dates'?"

"Keh! Damn conniving, stingy wenches..." That meant a yes, right? Whatever, it was as good as a yes in Kagome's book!

"Wait a minute--what if it doesn't work out?" Since you seem to have problems opening up and all. "What if we--"

A pair of lips effectively shut her up, and Kagome's chocolate eyes instantly fluttered shut as she wound her arms behind her fiancé's neck while his circled her waist. Their kiss was sweet and once again chaste, just a mere satisfying taste of the other, with each of their lips curving into a smile once they pulled away. Inuyasha silently conceded that his human form was perhaps good for something, since if he had been a hanyou right now, this entire conversation would have never happened--his inner demon was too proud and his human heart just too weak. However, both of his forms agreed on at least one thing: having his miko flush against him, leaning on him...relying on him was the best feeling in the world.

Damn, he hoped she felt the same way because their next kiss wasn't going to be innocent at all...

"Wench, I think we'll make it."

"Hmm...if not, then I can always borrow Rin's new and improved Skillet of Doom!"

Inuyasha's eye twitched at the dreamy look his fiancée had on her face. Uh oh, she was imagining horrible things to do to him again... Note to self--destroy said skillet as quickly as possible. "Come on, I don't want to miss a moment of Rin torturing my bastard of a brother."

"We all say he's the sadist, but I'm not so sure anymore..."

"Keh!"

As the couple walked back to the path and finally to the dance, they never noticed two pairs of eyes intently surveying their every move from the looming shadows surrounding them...


Finally, this was a song he actually enjoyed...dancing to! Wow, he couldn't believe he just admitted that...though it was only because of his very...energetic partner. Gods, if he thought she was appealing before, she was simply tempting now. Damn her--she had him wrapped around her little finger! Gods, what he'd give for a preview of their wedding night...

I wonder if you know,

How they live in Tokyo,

If you seen me then you mean it,

Then you know you have to go

Fast and furious! (Kitaa!) (Drift, drift, drift)

Fast and furious! (Kitaa!) (Drift, drift, drift)

Rin was having the time of her life--she was still incredulous, however, that Sesshoumaru was keeping up with her! She had listened to this song over the radio countless of times and knew just how to move along with the fast beat, but for someone like her fiancé who had never heard it before, he was doing amazing. Glancing to her right, she noticed that Hiten and Yura seemed exhausted; it was reasonable--the song was face paced and demanded a lot of energy...which she currently had an abundance of...

Hmm...I wonder what he would do if I did something a little out of character... Well, it wouldn't hurt to try, and he couldn't mind too much if he looked like he wanted to throw her over his shoulder, run to the closest room...and do stuff. Sheesh, he really is a sex god. No wonder he's a damn good kisser. It was only the truth!

Ya, ichipa mayni chito kitong kitas
Hito aylam tobi tobida
Mueruyo sh*to bochi bochi na
Kuma nigi dasusu kochi kochi eh
Hito a puro do resow
Machu subetenu rekong
Mechakari mundantesha
Fu guchaw chan
Fast and furious

Ok, so far he was controlling himself. He had his hands on her waist in a decent position--not too low...but of course not too high. They weren't dancing extremely close together; just enough that he could feel the fabric of her frilly black dress brushing against his thigh. Again, Sesshoumaru was behaving the way a dignified--whoah, what the hell?!?!

At first he wondered why Rin was turning around so that her back faced his chest, yet she then...dammit, then she reached over and urged his arms to encircle her waist, placing his hands even lower on her hips. It came to an immense shock to him when the mortal vixen began to wind her hips like a coil in slow motion, having him mirroring her actions, her back flush against his chest, with certain areas...yeah...

He hadn't even realized that she was leading him lower and lower...and was there a reason why the crowd around them was going wild?

How in the world was he supposed to survive the night?!

It's gotta be the shoes
Gotta be the furs
That's why ladies choose me
All up in the news
Cuz we so cute
That's why we so huge
Harajuku girls know how i feel
They respect I keeps it real
Not a Chinaman cuz I aint from China man
I am Japan man

After grinding on her fiancé for the course of a verse, Rin slyly smiled to herself in victory. She knew that she had just driven the demon god over the edge, but hey, she had to take some risks, right? And it wasn't her fault she loved to dance...

However...she was not expecting to be flipped around, now once again facing her fiancé. She fixed him with a baffled look--why was he smirking as though he planned to murder her with a hidden axe? What is he-- Her cinnamon eyes widened and a blush quickly spread over her face as a shocked gasp escaped her lips. He's not a sex god; he's the devil in disguise.

(Girls Talking) You see him come and go out of the black Benz SLR.
I wonder where he get that kind of money?
Don't worry about it.
Let's go

In one swift movement, Sesshoumaru used his right arm, which was still wrapped around her waist, to pin Rin against him, with his left leg in between hers and his hips temptingly rolling... They were pressed closer to each other than ever--she could even feel the muscles on his chest rippling beneath his silk shirt! Oh, for the love of all that was high and mighty! Now she just wanted to rip his shirt off and slide her hands up and down his toned abs for the rest of her life! His plan of revenge was successful, though the obsidian-haired teen actually liked this turn of events...

She returned his smirk with a hidden motive slinking behind her eyes, and while one of her hands rested on his broad shoulder for support, Rin leaned her upper body away from his and steadily ground her hips along with the beat. His golden honey eyes burned into hers, attempting to find a reason why she was currently a devilish vixen rather than an innocent teen like usual. A double life, perhaps?

I wonder if you know
How they live in Tokyo
If you see me then you mean it
Then you know you have to go
Fast and furious (Drift, Drift, Drift)
Fast and furious (Drift, Drift, Drift)

(Repeat)

Sesshoumaru felt as if he had heard this song before...from somewhere. His body apparently recognized the beat and instantly knew how to react...but...maybe it came from his amnesia? However...he didn't remember Rin because of a certain 'battle', right? So then, why didn't Rin remember him? Why didn't Kagome remember Inuyasha? It was improbable that they were also caught up in a peculiar battle and coincidentally suffered amnesia...

Oh well, no need to think about it now with this human woman thinking that she had bested him! Eh, in all truths, she had--he alas admitted defeat. He leaned his head next to Rin's and was content to stay like that for the rest of the song, dancing in sync with her slender body. By the end of the song, they were practically in an embrace...and strangely, it was hard to separate; neither of them wanted to let go. Yet, the roaring of the crowd brought them back to their senses, and he pulled back, if only to see if they won the competition or not.

There was no way he suffered through the chicken and the hamster dances for nothing!

"That was intense! Give it up for the ninja chick and her dark knight! Hells yeah! That was what you call dancing, people!" The DJ, along with the rest of the student body present, applauded and cheered loudly, making Rin grin and blush while Sesshoumaru paid no heed. He didn't need a bunch of mortals to tell him that he could dance, especially when it was with Rin...he figured he was not going to forget this moment very easily....

"Alright, since the witch and her warlock gave up the fight long ago--" It was only now that Rin and Sesshoumaru both noticed that Hiten and Yura were nowhere to be found--they must be making out somewhere, Rin mused, "--Team Hottie wins the grand prize!"

"Wait, we won?" They actually won?! Rin had never won a contest in her entire life! She turned to her fiancé and gaped, still in a stupor and not wanting to wake up to reality. People were actually cheering them on and congratulating them and...she never felt more alive in her entire life. This was the first time that she felt like she...belonged.

No...rather, she belonged with Sesshoumaru.

Rin gazed at the dog demon with a warm glint in her cinnamon eyes after he returned from retrieving their enveloped prize. He was aloof as ever, but something had changed between them; she could feel it. It just...clicked. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't really imagine herself with anyone other than Sesshoumaru. Besides, who else is going to keep him in check? She giggled, and overcome by the excitement of it all, Rin threw her arms around his neck and planted a sweet kiss on his unsuspecting lips.

He was surprised--it was the first time she had ever initiated a kiss. Yet, it only took a split second for him to respond. Their kiss was actually chaste for once and not surrounded by any lust whatsoever...there really was a first for everything. And as they drew away, it was as if their eyes became magnetic and nothing else surrounded them. What was it about tonight that changed their perspective of each other? Neither knew. It didn't matter, anyway.

"Sesshoumaru...?" Rin whispered, suddenly feeling self-conscious and coy. She reached up to brush a stray lock of brilliant silver hair away from the magenta stripes on his cheek, and his clawed hand soon found and covered hers. The teen had to sigh in bliss when he overturned her palm and tenderly kissed it.

"Yes, Rin?" He hardly knew why, but he just wanted to hold her in his arms and keep her there forever. His cold heart was literally melting...however, presentiment abruptly nicked his sixth sense. Why did a horrible feeling well up in his chest, a foreboding that he was about to lose what he longed for if he didn't protect it? Or better yet, protect her...

He still felt it after a few seconds--and what bothered him the most was that it showed no signs of fading. Is something about to happen? His instincts were always right, so this was not something he could simply disregard. The area is densely populated--an attack at this moment would not--

Sesshoumaru's tense thoughts immediately dispersed when Rin beamed at him, her expression filled with such happiness and cheerfulness that he might just have to kiss her again for it never to disappear.

"Nothing. Come on, let's go outside. It's kind of stuffy in here."

And he followed after her...yet, it was as if he was also following her to his death...


"This is your fault!"

"My fault?"

"YES!!!"

"What did I do again...?"

"You pathetic little...!! ARGH!! If we hadn't stopped at that inn, we wouldn't have wasted so much time!"

"Come now, don't deny that you were also tired..."

"Miroku, you were flirting with the innkeeper's wife, and if I hadn't been there, he would've killed you..."

"Oooooh, so that's why you're angry!"

"No, I'm angry because we were given an important mission and all you can think about is getting laid! IT'S BEEN A MONTH AND WE STILL HAVEN'T FOUND THEM!!!"

"Please, Sango, my love, don't yell so loudly...and we still have some time to search for them..."

"GRRR!!! I'D KILL YOU WITH THE NEAREST BROOMSTICK IF IT WASN'T AGAINST THE RULES!!"

"-sigh- What can I do to make it up to you?"

"Go get me some punch. Oh, and DON'T flirt with the high school girls! You'll be begging to be in hell if I catch you so much as look at one of them!"

"But, Sango, I can't help where my eyes--"

"JUST GO!!"

A dark-haired man no older than nineteen cringed at the volume of his date, and hastily nodded in reply. He didn't dare utter any more words in case the raging fire surrounding her suddenly decided to gorge on him...he really had to stop pissing her off so much. She made promises rather than threats...painful promises...

He sighed in complete boredom as he made his way to the crowded punch table. If he had been nice to Sango, maybe she would've at least cared to dance with him, but being anywhere near her at the moment was too dangerous. She could use this chance to loosen up a bit--ever since they were issued this mission, she had been tense, tense, and even tenser! Ugh, one month had passed, the equivalent of four back in his home. That was a very long time to have a fruitless search.

Just what they were searching for? Well, it was hard to explain, and the information was confidential, anyway. All he knew was that his subjects were located in a school--or academy, whatever--in Tokyo. Well, there were many academies in the large city, and Imei Academy was their twenty-third guess.

Miroku poured his date's drink in a daze, his violet blue eyes nearly hiding behind his exhausted eye lids. How much more of this torture could he take? If this school wasn't it, then they wouldn't be found anywhere! He wished he was a god so that he could easily descry the perimeter...

Well, my first priority right now it to make sure Sango doesn't kill me...no, she'd prefer to castrate and then kill me. He shook his head to ward off negative thoughts--no need to imagine what the 'Hell Slayer' would do to him if he returned with another laced drink. As he turned around, however, he bumped into a teenage girl, though because of his sharp reflexes, the cup in his hand didn't spill. Thank goodness, I wouldn't want to ruin this pretty girl's costume...oooh, pretty girl, indeed...

Kagome hated the fact that she was such a klutz! If Inuyasha saw me now, he'd never let me live it down... Hmph, I think sadism runs in the dog demon family... She raised her head to apologize to the guy she had bumped into, and was met with inquisitive violet eyes that seemed to...rustle a long forgotten memory in the depths of her mind. Did she know this person? No, I'm sure I've never seen him before... Perhaps it was only déjà vu, then.

"I'm sorry, I should've--" Her sentence was interrupted when her body suddenly went rigid...why? Well, first of all, a certain someone's hand was on her ass...

SLAP!

"Stupid perverted assholes...don't know about my hanyou fiancé who'd ram his sword up their asses..." No need to stick around a lecherous moron for longer than a second, right? Good thing Inuyasha has a bottomless pit for a stomach or he would've beaten the living crap out of that guy. Oh well, she needed to find her date before he went on a ramen rampage...

Ah, that brings forth old memories. A self-satisfied smile curved Miroku's lips as he stared after the annoyed miko, momentarily forgetting about his stinging cheek and his date's punch. Not to mention that my mission has, as of now, been completed. Oh my gods, that meant he didn't have to travel anymore! That meant no more pissed off Sango!

"Miroku!"

Shoot, there went his happiness. "S-Sango! I was just about to head over to our table!"

A beautiful young woman about a year younger than him soon appeared beside him with her arms crossed impatiently. Her hazelnut eyes glared directly into his, and he forced a charming smile on his handsome face...even if she could see right through him. "Don't think I didn't see you with that girl, ya lecherous numskull!"

"But, my love, I found--!"

"I know already; I caught sight of a human Inuyasha on my way here. But we have other things to worry about right now." Her demeanor became serious, and she was intensely staring out the closest window, analyzing the outdoors with the precision of a hunter. His expression solemned as he did the same--when Sango sensed something, it was time for him to start worrying.

After finding nothing out of the ordinary, Miroku turned to his date and asked, "What was it that you sensed?"

"I never said I sensed something." Sango raked her slender hand through her chestnut bangs as she sighed before continuing, "More like I saw someone."

Not good...not good at all... "Whom?"

This time, her worry was clearly etched on her attractive face. "Meimori. And he isn't alone..."


A/N: END! Well, only three weeks later...not too bad considering how much homework I have had. Sooo...this was part one of the Halloween Dance! Next part will be super action packed! Hmph, let's see if I can write good action. Hehe! Anyway, I love all of my reviewers and even you anonymous readers! Keep sending me such wonderful reviews because even if you haven't realized it, they keep me going! Why else do you think I haven't updated my other stories in years? :-D

Anymelon, Miroku and Sango have made their debut! WOOT! Merf, I tried to describe Rin and Kagome's costumes to the best of my ability, but it didn't work out. If you want me to send you guys a picture of their costumes just so that you can imagine it better, than say so in your reviews or just message me! The guys...well, you'll just have to use your imagination for that because I have yet to find a good pic...

Hmm...why is Meimori here with someone else? And who is that someone? Can Sesshoumaru live with himself after the chicken dance? Will Rin really give that pic to Eri? Can Inuyasha truly pay for a date with Kagome of all people?! And just who are Miroku and Sango, and how do they know our main characters? Stay tuned to find out!

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