InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Prophecies Dream ❯ Ch. 1 The Meeting ( Chapter 1 )

“Oh my gosh! We're going to be late!” said Kagome as she hurriedly put on her lip-gloss and checked herself once more in the mirror. She had waited 3 months for Unwritten Law to finally come to her hometown on its tour. She had everything thing planned perfectly from her hair to the outfit. Something just told her that at this concert, something was going to happen.

“I can't believe you're so stressed. We've still got time, Kag. Now stop freaking and help me with my makeup.” Said Sango. Sango and Kagome were really good friends who both loved Unwritten Law. So it was only natural that they'd go together.

“What do you mean we've still got time? My clock” began Kag.

“Is 15 minutes fast. Now will you help?” interjected Sango.

“Fine Sango,” said Kagome, “and we are using MY makeup. Yours looks like you got it at Old Navy.” Both girls giggled at this and began with the makeup.

 

The girls reached the concert on time. And right when they entered the room, they began to spread out, each looking for something interesting to do before the IMPORTANT band took the stage. Sango went straight to the top. Scanning the area. Looking to see whom, form their lame ass school, was cool enough to show up. And in the mean time, Kagome browsed the tables looking at what the bands sold.

After about 30 minutes, the first band began playing. Kagome hated the first bands. It was always some local garage band screaming words into the microphone more than singing them, causing them to jumble into an incoherent mess. She always believed they did it to cover up the fact that they couldn't write lyrics. The second band was better than the first. A lot less screaming but still no decent lyrics.

As the second band finished up and the third band prepared to take stage, Kagome had gotten a refreshment and began re-pursing the tables for something she might actually consider buying. It was then that she recognized a name. It was the cover of a CD: On Being Human. She had heard of them before. But there had been no new information on them in a while. And then the music started.

It was them. She'd recognize that song anywhere. The crowd was empty, but it might as well have been full for all she noticed. She was in a trance. She started walking toward the stage. Singing the lyrics loudly and perfectly moving her body to the beats. She reached the stage, still the only crowd the band had, but she didn't care. In her mind, the band was singing only to her. And it was. Or more like he was.