InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ As the Band Plays ❯ Battle of the Boy Band ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Inu Yasha sat down in a chair with his black electric guitar, "Finally," he said as he pulled out some guitar picks from his case.

Miroku was in the corner finishing the set up of his drums, "Hey, Inu, what do you think of that new girl, Kagome?" Miroku smiled as he looked at him.

Inu Yasha glared at Miroku and then hooked up his amp, "Shut the hell up, Miroku, I don't feel like hearing your perverted shit right now."

Kouga shot a look over to Inu Yasha and arched a brow, "So you don't like her then?" He asked setting his bass guitar pushing past Sesshoumaru, who had his guitar set up nearly an hour ago, and was currently fixing his hair and admiring himself in his little hand held mirror, reapplying his eyeliner and eye shadow.

Inu Yasha grunted and Miroku decided to interpret for him, "That means yes, he does," Miroku laughed as he fixed his hair into a short pony tail.

"You don't know what the hell you're talking about, so shut the fuck up, pervert!" he yelled at Miroku.

Kouga started acting all girlish, and made a strange hand gesture, "Oh Romeo! Wherefore art thou my Romeo??"

Sesshoumaru gave a half smirk and picked up his guitar looking over at Inu Yasha, "Another wench so soon, Yash? Maybe she'll cheat on you with me this time."

Miroku ducked his head and began drumming out the funeral march, "And it starts, right about now" Miroku said.

Inu Yasha stood up and glared at Sesshoumaru, "Shut the hell up, you fucking drag queen!"

Miroku cleared his throat loudly getting their attention, "Can we not draw blood today? I don't feel like dialing 911 today cause you two are at each others throats."

Kouga picked as his guitar distractedly and arched a brow, "If you won't go for her, I sure as hell will. She's fucking hot, and I bet she's one hell of a fuck." He threw his ponytail behind him before it got tangles in the strings and stood up.

Sesshoumaru gave another glare to Inu Yasha and blew him a kiss before getting into place and checking his mic.

Inu growled, "Sess, you're a god damn prick," he said as he turned his amp up on full and pointed it towards the unaware Sesshoumaru. A grin crept across his face and Miroku saw this and covered his ears; he knew what was coming. Inu Yasha strummed a high note on his guitar and then slammed down on the whammy bar making the guitar cry out a piercing shriek and making Sesshoumaru jump like a scared cat.

Sesshoumaru growled and turned around to face him, calmly putting his guitar and stalked over to Inu Yasha and thrust him up against the wall, getting right up into his face, "Come on, lover boy, You wanna go?"

Kouga groaned, "Come on guys, we have a show tonight, and I want to actually sound like we know what we are doing."

Inu Yasha glared at Sess, "I know people say incest is best, dear brother, but I don't go for that," Inu Yasha raised his foot in between them and pushed Sesshoumaru away, "So, go get some somewhere else!"

Miroku rolled his eyes and twirled his drum sticks, "Kouga, just give up, you know this happens every time."

Kouga shook his head while Sesshoumaru fumed silently. The black haired boy turned to Miroku and Inu Yasha to start discussing the song they wanted to work on.

Sesshoumaru pushed his long silvery hair back behind his ears and smiled wickedly, 'Kagome, eh? Well... if she really is as hot as they say, she just might be what I need to but that baka in his place...' he thought to himself.

Kouga kicked a stray beer bottle at the placid looking man, "Hey, Sess, quit plotting against us and get over here."

Inu Yasha stood there for a minute or so thinking " i think we should sing 'Gessekai'...it has a good beat to it and I know the words, and so does Sess so he can sing my echo."

Miroku raised a brow "You want to sing a song in Japanese?"

Inu frowned, "So, there's nothing wrong with it." He raised a fist up to Miroku, "Do you have a problem with it?"

Miroku shook his head, "No, I have no problem with it," and then he took a seat behind his drums.

Kouga muttered darkly about Inu Yasha being a bully and Sesshoumaru took his position behind his mic again and checked his guitar one last time. Kouga stood behind his own mic, "Frickin' lust has gone to your head, Yash."

Inu growled and stood behind his mic, "Will you guys get off my fucking ass? Geez!" he tested the mic to see if it worked.

Miroku sat back waiting for them to give him the word banging on the symbols slightly.

Sesshoumaru smirked over at him, "But it's such a hot one, we all gotta crowd around to make sure we each get a turn!"

"Shut up you fucking freak!!! If your gay that's fine, but lusting after your brother is another thing. God, do you say shit like that to Nazuna?" Inu glared at Sesshoumaru.

Sesshoumaru stuck his nose up into the air, "Of course not, that child is actually my sister, and not the bastard spawn of a fling Father had to get over his and Mom's separation."

That struck a sour note with Inu Yasha and his face showed it. The others watched and got ready to grab him just in case he went after Sesshoumaru. Last time they fought, the brothers both went to the hospital to get stitches. Then the most amazing thing happened; Inu Yasha started to play. The others joined in shortly after. Inu Yasha closed his eyes as he played and he started to sing in a deep rich voice.

Aka kiro himawaru daidai gonju ajisai
Aka kiro himawaru daidai gonju ajisai

Kouga flashed a look over his shoulder to Miroku who just raised a brow to him and continued playing. Sesshoumaru played the rifts like he knew them by heart.

Nami ni tadayou tsuki no hikari
Konsui no naka tsuki no hikari
Oyogu hitori kurai umi wo
Nami tadayou tsuki no hikari
Konsui no naka tsuki no hikori
Hashiru hitori kurai surawo
Anata ni aeru nara
Aka kiro himawaru daidai gonju ajisai
Aka kiro himawaru daidai gonju ajisai

Inu Yasha opened his eyes and glared hard at the wall in front of him .This was the song he used to sing to Kikyou when ever they performed at a club and she was there to watch. His eyes hardened at the thought of her and it made his stomach tie in knots almost to the point of getting sick but he fought it back and continued to sing.

Oyogi hitori ukai yamiwo
Anata ni aeru made
Aka Kiro himawaru daidai gonju ajisai

Nami ni Tadayou
Aka kiro no himawaru

Nami ni Tadayou
Aka kiro no himawaru