InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Blue ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

Disclaimer: No I do NOT own Inuyasha…trust me I would be doing something with my life if I did…

 

A.N. I hope that you guys like it-and THIS IS NOT AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE!! (I don't own this song)

 

 

Blue

 

 

Chapter 8: Rehearsals

 

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Inuyasha rubbed a tired hand over his face, feeling the energy being sucked out of his sweating body. The emotion of utter defeat hung heavily over his head, while his mind was too busy wrapped around other issues. His brother stood victoriously over his body, looking down upon him with a mix of self satisfaction and pity. It had been almost two weeks since Inuyasha thought he had seen Kagome. Now, though, he thought the illusion to be nothing but a fleeting memory.

 

That just didn't make sense though.

 

`Why would I suddenly think of her completely randomly like that?' he argued to himself.

 

“You are pathetic.” A voice boomed above him.

 

“Shove it,” Inuyasha replied, no real bite in his voice. It seemed to Sesshomaru that someone had just randomly pushed the off button on his brother.

 

“I believe that you have told me to do that before,” he told Inuyasha, trying to get him back to his old spunk. “Why don't you try a more useful tactic?”

 

Inuyasha simply sighed, not in the mood to fight with his brother.

 

Sesshomaru squatted beside his brother, placing his clawed hand firmly on his shoulder.

 

“What is wrong?” he asked with the tiniest hint of emotion present in his voice.

 

“I think that I'm going insane,” Inuyasha told Sesshomaru impassively, his voice sounding deflated and defeated.

 

“Brother,” Sesshomaru suddenly said, a slight spike in his voice, “you have been insane for some time now, what has caused you to just figure this little tidbit out?”

 

Inuyasha stared dryly at his brother.

 

“You're an asshole,” he told Sesshomaru, the bite in his voice still not detected.

 

“Yes, so I've been told,” Sesshomaru shot back at his brother, amusement lining his voice.

 

“Tell me,” Sesshomaru said, “what is the real problem?”

 

Inuyasha was silent, the only sound in the room coming from the overhead clock ticking the seconds of the day by.

 

“I don't know why,” he started, “but I thought that I saw Kagome some time last week.”

 

Sesshomaru instantly became quiet, knowing that his brother was serious and something was wrong when he mentioned the woman's name, something that he had refused to do since the feudal era.

 

“She wasn't there though, when I looked up,” Inuyasha continued, not noticing how tense his brother had become.

 

“I haven't caught a strand of her scent since then either, and I think that I might have made it up.”

 

Sesshomaru sat quietly, contemplating the thought before giving his input.

 

“I think,” he started, “that while it is possible you could have made the image of this girl up, you could have also really seen her--her adventures might not have ended yet,” he concluded.

 

“No.” Inuyasha stated simply. “I would have had to made her up, she was older than I remember, and I envisioned that she was carrying a child. Maybe that's just my mind's sick imagination twisting me to believe that we could have started our own family.”

 

Sesshomaru stared at his brother hard, his grip on his shoulder tightening.

 

“You may be right,” he told him, “Do not wish for the best. I have learned that it is bad for the soul to hold false hopes.”

 

With that Sesshomaru stood from his place beside Inuyasha, popping his shoulders as he came to his full height.

 

“It was probably just your imagination. Forget about it,” he told his brother, the icy tone not missed on Inuyasha's part.

 

Inuyasha stayed silent as Sesshomaru strode past him, his face a mask of emotions. His brother was probably right, he more than likely made the whole thing up.

 

The dojo doors scraped against the wooden frame they were sat in as Sesshomaru shut the door behind him.

 

Inuyasha sat quietly in the dojo. Not a single sound was emitted from his slouched body as he thought over the past events.

 

Sighing dejectedly, Inuyasha stood slowly to unstable feet.

 

“I need to forget about it.” He muttered to himself, dragging his battered and bruised body out of the dojo, heading to his room. All he wanted to do at that moment was take a long hot bath, hoping it would melt all his thoughts and troubles away.

 

`Kagome always loved baths.'

 

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Kagome swayed her hips to the blaring music echoing off the walls of the Metropolis Concert Hall, her blue mask placed securely on her face.

 

Sweat rolled down her face as she kicked the beat up a notch.

 

The back up dancers danced in sync, all of them wearing a face mask of their own to help make the overall look quite mystifying.

 

Kagome lip-sung the songs they went through, her main concern at the moment was with her performance. She concentrated on Sachiko, who was dancing in the middle of the Concert Hall, trying to imitate her own movements. Kagome couldn't help the smile as she watched her daughter prance around the empty space she would be singing to.

 

The plans were coming along and everything was falling into place. Kagome had been practicing nonstop ever since her manager had told her weeks before that her concert would be held in that month.

 

Kagome gritted her teeth as she continued to dance, feeling a bit ticked off that the idiot had only given her a month to practice.

 

`We usually have a longer amount of time to practice in,' she mused silently to herself.

 

She and every one else performing had to kicked it into high gear as they had all been told that they would only be allowed three weeks practice before the performance.

 

`Well,' Kagome thought, `At least they're all actually doing good and not losing their brains, but hey, this is the music industry—anything can happen.'

 

Kagome smirked to herself before she turned around, waving her hands in attention for everyone to stop and the music to quit playing.

 

Ron walked out from backstage with a huff.

 

“Blue!” he yelled, using Kagome's stage name in front of the dancers and people who didn't personally know her. “What the hell are you stopping this rehearsal for?!”

 

Kagome stared at Ron insidiously.

 

“Hey! Just because you can't get a piece of ass doesn't mean that you can take your fucking anger out on us. I run this show, and I'll do what I think I can do to make it better, so don't jump on my case,” she told her manager firmly, slightly insulted that he would think she would just stop the rehearsals and jeopardize their valuable practicing time.

 

Ron sighed, his shoulders sagging, “Sorry, I didn't realize that I was. I guess that I'm just getting nervous about the concert.”

 

Kagome smirked; walking up to Ron, she slung her arm around his shoulder, her smirk coming to form a full smile.

 

“No fear!” she told him. “I've got everything under control.”

 

Ron groaned, hiding his face in his hands suddenly. “Oh man, any time you say that it ends out becoming a disaster.”

 

Kagome withdrew her arm from around Ron's neck quickly before spinning around and tucking them into each other, her nose lifted in the air as a discreet `Humph!' could be heard.

 

“I do not,” she argued with a pitch in her voice.

 

“Yeah well show me what you have. If I like it then I'll keep it.” Ron told Kagome, getting back down to business.

 

Kagome looked back at the man with her arms still folded and a lift in her eyebrow.

 

“Um, no,” she said clipped, the tone in her voice leaving no room for argument, “If I like it, then I'm going to keep it.”

 

With that she turned her back to the man, yelling at the tech to play a certain song she had in mind.

 

The beginning of the song came loudly over the speakers. Kagome listened closely, the memories that she poured into this song coming out too.

 

A foreign language came on, the beginning being sang by a man.

 

Im nin'alu
Dal thae na di vim
Dal thae na di vim
Dal thae ma rom
Im nin'alu

 

The beat to the whole song picked up, and Kagome began to sway her hips in rhythm with the song.

 

Staring up into the heavens
In this hell that binds your hands
Will you sacrifice your comfort
Make your way in a foreign land

 

These words made Kagome think about her past, about the sacrifices she made for nothing and about the cruelty she had to endure.

 

“I'll kill you!”

 

“It's not what it looks like!”

 

“I went beyond what I could.”

 

“I'll never forgive you!”

 

Open up my heart
And cause my lips to speak
Bring the heaven and the stars
Down to Earth for me

 

Kagome ran her hands down the sides of her body as she danced, lip singing her parts of the song. She fought with her conscious, trying to withhold all the mind blowing memories this song brought to the light.

 

“I didn't mean to.”

 

“You did.”

 

“You betrayed me.”

 

Im nin'alu
Dal thae na di vim

 

The voice came back on from before, bringing with it words only she could know.

 

El hai
El hai maromam 'al karuvim
Kolam baruchu ya'alu

 

The man singing began to chant a chant only a select few could translate, adding to the already mysterious effect Blue had over her fans.

 

Kagome re-lip sang the chorus(?) of the song before going back to the original flow.

 

The music suddenly emitted two loud drum bangs; everything grew silent for a brief moment before the music started up again.

 

“Why did you betray me?”

 

“Why?!”

 

Squeezing her eyes shut she suddenly turned to the tech.

 

“Stop the music!” She yelled, just loud enough for him to hear her.

 

Kagome took in a deep breath, trying to cool her already short nerves.

 

`Just stop it.' She told herself before turning to Ron, who was making his way out from backstage to confront her.

 

“What now?” he asked, a bit irked that she was stopping the rehearsal again.

 

“I want black.” Kagome said out of the blue.

 

“Excuse me?” Ron asked, a brow raised in question.

 

“At that chord that grows quiet, I want the lights to dim to nothing.” Kagome told the man.

 

“Why?” he asked, finding her actions more unusual than normal.

 

“Just do it,” Kagome said, a smirk forming at the corners of her mouth.

 

“Blue,” Ron began the warning in his voice clear.

 

“Ron, don't worry. I won't fuck this up.” Kagome told the man, irritated that he wouldn't let her do what she wanted to do at her concert.

 

“I let you do whatever you wanted to do at all my other concerts, and this one is especially important to me. So let me do what I want with this. Please?” Kagome said, giving the last note a bit of begging in it.

 

Ron sighed while rolling his eyes.

 

“Fine,” he gave in with a hand on his hip just to show Kagome his displeasure in the whole thing.

 

“Oh thank you! Thank you! Thank You!” Kagome squealed, jumping on the man and hugging him tightly around the neck.

 

Releasing the man she looked at him with a smile of delight on her face.

 

“Oh you won't regret this!” she told him excitedly.

 

“I better not,” he told her, his tone serious.

 

“Oh you won't!” Kagome said, clasping her hands tightly together in front of her.

 

“You know, I don't think I even had a choice in that matter. You would have threatened bodily harm upon me if I didn't,” Ron said, looking at Kagome cautiously.

 

Kagome smiled, “Yeah you're right.”

 

Ron shrugged his shoulders before laughing.

 

“Everyone go home. Be back early tomorrow though, we're gonna practice extra hard. We only have a week left before we have the concert so we're gonna have to kick it up a notch!” Ron told the dancers, waving them away as he spoke.

 

“I'm heading out,” Kagome told Ron, heading into the center of the empty Concert Hall to grab the still dancing Sachiko.

 

Grabbing Sachiko, Kagome smiled at her daughter. “Ready to go home?” she asked the little girl, getting a nod as a silent response.

 

“Get some sleep!” Ron yelled after Kagome as she walked towards the doors, slipping her mask off once she was back on the streets.

 

Smiling at Sachiko she kissed her on the cheek, noticing how tired the girl truly was.

 

“Let's go back to the hotel baby, Okaa-san's tired,” Kagome said, stressing the word `tired.'

 

Sachiko nodded drowsily before placing her head onto Kagome's shoulder and falling into a light sleep.

 

Kagome patted Sachiko's back as she made her way through the busy streets of Tokyo.

 

`I'll never leave you.'

 

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So….how did you like it?...see I got that chapter out…decently fast…ill make the next one way longer. Something big is going to happen soon…that's all I'm going to say about it though… Please do review; I just love hearing what you guys have to say about my story. Whoot! I'm writing this for ya'll! ^_^