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Silver Lining	By : KagomeKat15 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 2400 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2 - Thinking it Over

He had the whouilduilding to himself�
Everyone had gone home�
What did he do?
After pulling on his jazz shoes, he cranked the volume to the stereo UP.
.:.How dare you say that my behavior�s unacceptable.:.

.:.So condescending, unnecessarily critical.:.

He was so upset and angry. How dare she leave like that, he thought to himself as he stood in front of the huge mirrors, his eyes closed, as he got into the rhythm of the music. She just goes off and leaves without so much as a goodbye.
.:.I have the tendency of getting very physical.:.

.:.So watch your step �cause if I do you'll need a miracle.:.
He couldn�t possibly choreograph this dancd had have it ready by tomorrow morning�he knew that. Though it had been her responsibility to have it done.
And without her�he had to do it within the next few hours.

Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn�

.:.You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here.:.

.:.This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear.:.

.:.You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone.:.

.:.Not fit to f*ckin' tread the ground that I am walking on.:.

Definitely need to get the song edited a bit for language, or the parents will probably beat me senseless over it.

Well, at least he could have the chorus done to teach the majo of of the class tomorrow that would learn it�and make up the ending with their help. He knew the senior team would at least understand his reasons, especially since they�d all found out their precious �Senora� had run away.
With that thought, Miroku started moving to choreograph the group piece. He moved with thrashed movements, his feet hitting precise counts and crescendos as his arms balanced the tough high jumps and multiple turns throughout.

.:.When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love.:.

.:.You'll understand what I mean when I say.:.

.:.There's no way we're gonna give up.:.

.:.And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams.:.

.:.Is there anyone out there �cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe.:.

�maybe use some chains�black link chains for the group parts.

.:.Is there anyone out there �cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe.:.

He let the music play, as the usual images he got when listening to it came to mind once again. A few solos here and there, the students in mind doing their signature combinations and such. Storey doing her fifteen perfect fouette�s, Bre and her beautiful developpe�s, as well as an arabesque, maybe two�and Faythe could most likely make up her own unique part�she always did.
But still�

.:.What you�re doing is screwing things up inside my head.:.

.:.You should know better, you never listened to a word I said.:.

.:.Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat.:.

.:.Hoping somebody someday�ll do you like I did.:.

Fuing ing his brows, he walked over to the fan that blew cold air from the corner. He felt so overheated, even without his shirt on�most likely from all the stress that had been thrown on him in under a day�he was just lucky tomorrow was Saturday, and he�d only have the seniors for a couple hours. He�ll be given enough time to put out some ads for some reliable instructors. He just felt so guilty having the students taking out time from their schedules to help out so much. He knew if it kept up this way he�d have some upset parents asking for cuts in what they pay him.
And he can�t havat�hat�he�d already been nice enough to give them the minimal compared to the rivaling performance studios in the area.
That was basically the main reason he had so many clients�and the main reason he needed a bigger faculty number, as well.

.:.When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love.:.

.:.You'll understand what I mean when I say.:.

.:.There's no way we're gonna give up.:.

.:.Hey yeah, yeah, yeah�.:.

Where�s Inuyasha when you need him, man? Miroku laughed to himself with a wistful smile as he went back through the earlier steps in his head. He was almost like Superman the last time she pulled this stunt.

.:.And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in herams.ams.:.

.:.Is there anyone out there �cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe.:.

Moving to stretch his abused legs a le ale at the barre, Miroku sighed, knowing that there was the smallest of small chances in hell that Inuyasha�d be showing his arrogant face around him or anyone else, for that matter. He�d suddenly disappeared two years ago or more, rumored to have left with a woman andy thy the clothes on his back�
�and leaving a distraught Kagome behind.
.:.Is there anyone out there �cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe.:.

If only he�d known, Miroku thought as he prepared to go over the steps set to the chorus again, what Kagome�s face had looked like when I had to tell her that he had left with no intentions of ever coming back.

.:.Does it kill.:.

.:.Does it burn.:.

.:.Is it painful to learn.:.

.:.That it's me that has all the control.:.
He caught his own eyes in the mirror as he waited out the counts to begin again.

.:.Does it thrill.:.

.:.Does it sting.:.

.:.When you feel what I bring.:.

.:.And you wish that you had me to hold.:.
He closed his eyes in concentration, the thrill of holding back tightening his muscles as his adrenaline pushed its way back to the surface.
.:.Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa�.:.
�Four, three, two, now.�

.:.W.:.When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love.:.

.:.You'll understand what I mean when I say.:.

.:.There's no way we're gonna give up.:.

.:.Hey yeah, yeah, yeah�.:.
He didn�t stop, like he was running on batteries. He had every step already calculated in his head: every breath, every contraction, every head movement.
You wouldn�t have thought he hadn�t slept in twenty-six hours, or that he wouldn�t even be thinking of rest for another twelve or so.

.:.And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams.:.

.:.Is there anyone out there �cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe.:.

He seemed to move effortlessly, but on the inside, he was struggling.
Every second it seemed to get harder to even breathe.
.:.Is there anyone out there �cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe.:.
He collapsed on the floor as the song ended, the CD in the player halting as he unknowingly went unconscious. He stayed there, on the hard, cold floor, until Kagome found him a few hours later with a sadness clouding her eyes as she went into his office down the hall to make him some coffee, and back in the room to wake him up. As he dressed and they both got ready for the day ahead of them, they both had the same thought.
It�s going to be a long morning�
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Sango sat in the diner, unsure of where to go�or what to do�
It was so weird to her�half an hour ago, when she�d left the apartment�she knew exactly what she was going to do.
�now she starstarting to change her mind.
Looking outside the wall-length windows, she forgot about the hot chocolate she�d bought as her first drink as a single woman. She stared out at the street as people were finding their way out of the rain. It was only a slight drizzle now�but from her years living here, she knew better�it would be pouring cats and dogs in ten or twenty minutes.
Kids were splashing into puddles from last night�s downpour, while everyone was was either holding bags and newspapers over their heads or putting their travel-size umbrellas to use.
She spotted a familiar young woman, her unique ruby eyes filled with mixed emotions, as she was noticed by a few passerby to be ignoring the rain is it began to pour harder. She was walking briskly, making her way through to the door of the small café, the place where she was to meet Sango.
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As I had walked down�I noticed old man Myouga as he sat in his rocker across the street with a goofy smile on his aging face, apparently enjoying watching hisndchndchildren as they soaked each other in the streets.
The chime above the front door of the coffee shoppe went off as I stood in the doorway, searching for the girl who had frantically called me this morning.
She stood up from the small table she was sitting at in a nearby corner, the warm drink in front of her untouched, giving me a weak smile as she saw me.
I practically ran over to her, hugging her tightly as she welcomed the gesture gratefully.
She pulled away from me, and I looked over her face as I cupped her jaw with both of my hands. I ran my thumb over her newly bruised cheek and she grimaced noticeably under the light touch..
�Oh, honey��
Sango put her hands over mine with her eyes closed. She looked utterly heart-broken, and I sensed a sad vibe coming off of her in waves as I hugged her again, even tighter. I moved to sit across from her at the tiny circular table, leaving her to slide back into her own seat; She didn�t even bother to look back up at me�her chilled chocolate seeming much more interesting to her as I gazed at her, wanting to say something, anything.
But I just couldn�t.
Neither of us spoke for a long time, we just�enjoyed the company. For we both knew that it might be our last meeting for a long, long time.
�I, um--� I started, digging deep into my purse, my up-swept hair feeling greatly dampened from my walk to meet with her. �I brought the ticket you asked me to get�� I paused, worrying my lower lip with my teeth as Sango looked up at me quizzically.
�Are you sure? Sango�I mean, are you completely sure you want to go that far away? You�ll be over 3,000 miles away�and, and that part of California is very notorious about the lifestyles there, and--�
�Kagura.�
I stopped, meeting her eyes with a noticeably hollow look.
She patted my hand from across the round, wobbly table with a small smile. �I know what I�m doing, you know I�m not stupid.�
I pouted my red painted lips, flipping my hand over to hold hers palm up, bringing the other down over it to put the plane ticket in her grasp.
I held my hands there for a long moment, a sad sigh escaping my mouth.
�I know--its just�� her eyes found mine again, the dark irises watching me as I literally pleaded with her. �I just don�t want to see you leave me.�
�Hey,� She slipped her hand from between mine, resting the ticket in her lap as she absently looked down at the wording across it. �Maybe after you get famous�you can�come and�� she looked up, her doe eyes glistening, ��visit me?�
I laughed a hearty laugh, wiping my done-up eyes. I hadn�t had the time to remove the make-up from the last show that afternoon, so I hadn�t even bothered with it until now.
We looked at each other, hoping to make the moment last a little longer, before I smirked and whispered, �Hey��
�What?� She looked at me suspiciously as I leaned down to retract something else from my huge purse�something special I�d wrapped in newspaper and then again in a translucent plastic bag to protect them from the rain.
As she cautiously took it, I stated with a genuine smile, �Maybe you�ll use them again while you�re over there.�
Sango unwrapped the unknown somethings, her jaw dropping as the package revealed her old tap shoes. Her eyes raced from me, to the scuffed, taped-up black shoes with the missing screw from the left toe, and back to me, her mouth never fully closing.
�Ka-Ka�Kagura�� She shook her head vigorously, a tear finally falling, �Kagura, I can�t��
�Of course you can.� I straightened indignantly, my smirk never once leaving my face. �I taught you, after all.�
I smiled warmly at the best friend I�d ever know as I stood up. I slid a piece of paper with all, and I mean ALL of my contact numbers scribbled on it.
�Call me?��
She stood up so fast that she knocked her chair over with a loud bang, wrapping her arms around me, sobbing into my shoulder loudly as one guy behind the counter turned to look at us.
I let the dam break, my tears falling one after the other. I swore that if I ever saw that bastard Kale ever again, I�d kill him�just like that, I�d kill him. I whispered softly into her ear as I rubbed her back in a motherly way.
�Do you want me to drive you?�
�NO!� My eyes widened as I pulled away from her, holding her an elbow�s length away by her shoulders. �No, Kagura�he�ll just be after you, too�and I don�t want you to get caught up in all this.� At my perplexed face, she took the chance to kiss my cheek in a sisterly sentiment, and when I looked at her again, her eyes were closed, and her head bowed.
�Kagura,� she said as I leaned down to grab my bag and she pocketed the ticket. �Wait at least a good twenty minutes after I leave here to even think about walking back through the front door.� I felt my eyes widen as I finally realized the seriousness of Kale trying to find Sango.
��if you really need to leave�ask old Kaede to unlock the back door for you, because you have no idea what you might be getting into.�
I watched, glued in place, as she jogged out the door and around the corner.
It was the boy at the front counter that broke me out of my reverie.
�Miss, would you like to order something?�
I turned my head to look at him, his nametag clearly reading �ERIC�.
�You wouldn�t happen to have beer here, would you?,� I smiled my charming stage smile at Eric as he smirked back, shaking his head negatively at me.
�Well then�I�ll have what she had.�
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Vocabulary for The Confused:

Choreograph: To make up or create a dance or combinations.

Fouette�: (fweh-TAY) Lift one leg and hop while turning, the leg stays in the air until after the hop.

Developpe�: (dayv-law-PAY) A movement in which the working leg is drawn up then extended. It can bne ine in any direction.

Arabesque: One leg supports the body, other leg is extended behind body
Choreography: The composition of a dance.

Barre: Just what you think it is�a bar. Either made of metal or wood, sometimes has one or two bars lengthwise, usually waist-high.
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