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title. Keeping The Groove
rating. T
genre. Romance/general
warnings. none.
pairings. InuKag
summary. Kagome always wanted to be a ballerina, it was her life-long dream. She promised herself she wouldn’t get distracted by boys, and she wouldn’t let her friends rip her dream apart. She had no idea that her promise was going to be so hard to keep.
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Disclaimer: I am claiming to the fact that I do not have ownership over Inuyasha and company. [If there is any confusion to that, I just said I don’t own Inuyasha in a round about way]
Chapter 2: Petulance
“Oh stop your sulking Kagome.” Sango muttered for the tenth time in a row. Ever since she’d given the news to Kagome about Inuyasha’s presence at the lunch today Kagome had closed herself off, glaring out the window with a heated look. “It won’t be that bad Kagome, he’s actually a nice guy once you get to know him!” Sango tried again, only to receive an eye-roll in return. “Kagome!” Sango yelled, just as she flicked her blinker on to turn into the diner.
“What?” Kagome asked grumpily.
“You better cheer your petite ass up right now, or I am going to keep you out far longer than I planned too.” Sango threatened menacingly.
Kagome swung her glare towards her friend. “Whatever,” she muttered, hopping out of the car and stalking towards the entrance.
Sango sighed following after Kagome, her movements more subdued. “I don’t know what your problem is with him anyway.” She muttered as she neared.
Kagome turned around to look at her, her arms crossed and her weight balancing on her good foot. “Well for starters he’s a rude, crass, immature jerk, who has an ego the size of China.” She declared, her gaze shifting to the crack in the cement before looking back up at Sango.
Sango’s expression turned amused. “In other words, you like him.” She stated simply, reaching for the door to pull it open. She walked in, not waiting for Kagome’s response.
“I do not!” Kagome called out quickly, too quickly. Her face flushed and she ran after Sango, loosing some of the grace she’d come to pride herself on. “Sango!” She yelled out as she followed her friend. “I don’t!”
Sango looked over her shoulder, chuckling at her friend’s expense. “That’s not what your face tells me.” She declared, before spotting the group and walking towards them.
”Sango.” Kagome hissed, seeing Inuyasha in the corner of the booth, smirking in her direction. Damnit, her mind raged, she damned Sango for bringing up her feelings, it was so much easier to hate him, when no one knew she actually liked him.
“Welcome ladies.” Miroku stated as they neared, standing up and opening his arms in a welcoming gesture.
“Hi Miroku.” Kagome muttered, shooting a glare at her so called best friend.
“Hey.” Sango said warmly kissing him on the cheek.
“What’s up with Kagome?” Miroku muttered softly, eyeing the moody brunette.
“Oh, just the usual.” Sango stated loudly, laughing as Kagome shot yet another glare in her direction. “I drug her away from practicing.” She winked towards him.
“There is something you’re not telling me.” Miroku smiled, moving aside to let Sango slide into the booth, sitting next to Eri. “That’s not Kagome’s usual I’m-pissed-cause-you-tore-me-away-from-my-ballet attitude.”
“You’re right, it’s not the only thing.” Sango’s grin widened, and she shot a glance towards Kagome, who was forced to sit next to Inuyasha for it was the only spot left in the round booth.
Kagome looked over Inuyasha, Ayumi, Yuri, and Eri in order to glare at Sango. Her look told Sango that if she said anything she’d be dead. Sango merely stuck out her tongue in reply.
Kagome sighed, sinking back into the cushion of the booth, keeping as much distance between Inuyasha and herself as possible.
“What’s the matter, Kagome?” Inuyasha’s voice sounded in her ear, and she jumped, her eyes shooting to see him leaning towards her, the space between he and Ayumi great, where as the space between Inuyasha and her was minimal. “I don’t bite. Hard.” He grinned as he leaned back in his seat, eyeing her form. “Unless of course you ask me too.” He chuckled slightly not taking his eyes off of her.
Kagome huffed, folding her arms and glaring straight ahead of her trying not to let his presence get to her. She slid to the edge of the seat, sitting half in and half out of the booth but there was once again space between her and the current reason for her nervousness, though she wouldn’t admit that to anyone.
Inuyasha continued to smile as he watched Kagome slide to the furthest edge of the seat so she was only half sitting in the booth. He slid over, cutting off her space once again.
Sango was laughing internally at the show that was being put on. Inuyasha was deliberately baiting Kagome, and Kagome was trying her hardest to stay indifferent. She didn’t know why she didn’t see it before, her friend’s feelings for Inuyasha. She could clearly see the attraction there, and she was planning on giving them a gentle nudge in the right direction. The only problem would be Kagome and her ballet.
Kagome stared horrified at the space that was no longer visible between her and Inuyasha. He was getting to her; she’d admit that, if she moved over any further she’d be sitting on the ground. She fumed silently, turning her glare towards the offending male and wishing to pour her water over his smug little head.
Inuyasha laughed as her attention turned to him. “Would you look at that?” He spoke, completely forgetting about everyone else in the booth and only concentrating her. “It looks like there isn’t enough room for all of us in the booth.” Her glare hardened and he smirked. “I guess you’ll just have to sit in my lap.” He patted his lap for emphasis drawing Kagome’s gaze there.
Kagome looked to Sango for help, only to see the amusement in her eyes. Fine, Kagome thought, if she wants a show, I will give her a freaking show.
She turned to Inuyasha, her anger thinly veiled. “You seem to be right, Inuyasha,” She purred, sliding closer to him slowly.
Inuyasha’s eyes widened. Well this was a new development. She’d never before acting on his advances, she’d merely get angry and threaten him in some form or another, but he liked this better, much better.
Kagome slid into Inuyasha’s lap, wiggling around in a show of getting comfortable.
Inuyasha groaned silently as she moved around atop his lap, he was really enjoying this. He moved his arms to wrap around her securing her to him with his light grip.
Kagome smiled at the shocked looks everyone was shooting them; it was then she realized she didn’t hang out with her friends enough, because the pure joy that pulling something unexpected like that gave her sent thrills through her. She didn’t think about the fact that it felt right to be in Inuyasha’s arms like this.
Once Kagome sat still long enough for everyone to fully comprehend that she had indeed just sat on Inuyasha she moved. She slid into the empty space that was between Inuyasha and Ayumi, effectively breaking Inuyasha’s hold on her. Once she was settled there she turned to Inuyasha with a shit-eating grin and pushed him right out of the booth. She laughed once he landed, his face still holding the shocked expression that it’d morphed into once she’d moved off of him.
That little …Inuyasha thought, he couldn’t stop the pleasure that formed inside of him at her antics, he enjoyed this little game they played, but he knew he’d enjoy it much more once he could finally call her “his”.
Chapter End.
This amuses me greatly. I like this story a lot and I am hoping my joy in this will continue on until I finish it, because I will tell you one thing, its so hard to continue writing a story you no longer feel enjoyment about. :/ There is nothing worse than that. :D
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