InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Eat You Alive ❯ The Long Awaited Concert ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Disclaimer: PSH! I wish….. And since this chapter had to have so stinkin' much music, I have to put up a disclaimer for those. Don't own Sam the Sam and the Pharaohs, Dashboard Confessional or Papa Roach. Though I would LOVE to borrow DC. That Chris Carraba is sooooo fine.
Chapter 3: The Long Awaited Concert
Kagome ran down the hall after her confrontation with Inuyasha. “That pompous ass! Who does he think he is that he can talk to me that way?! Just because more people know him and he makes more money in a week than I do in a month…..grumble grumble…..”
Irrational? Yes. Did she care? No.
“Kagome! Kagome!” She heard Totosai calling but tried to ignore the scratchy old voice. “Kagome! He didn't mean it!”
“Please! Spare me.” She turned on him. “He's a bastard and you know it!”
He stopped for a moment. “True.” He ran after her again as she kept going. “But Kagome, if you keep going you'll run right into the technical crew!”
She stopped and slowly turned. “Where would you have me go then? Do you want me to wait in the parking lot? `Cause I did rent a car ya know. I can drive myself back to the hotel without a problem.”
“No we have space designated for this. Follow me.” He led her to the stage and stood behind the stage right curtain. “You can watch from here with me or go to the break room and watch it on the monitors if you'd like.”
Kagome watched as her boyfriend played onstage. “I'll stay here.” She said resignedly.
Kouga belted out the last verse to Ookami's rendition of “Little Red Riding Hood” originally done by Sam the Sam and the Pharaohs before she was even born. He leaned over the crowd playing the last few strings.
“Hey there Little Red Riding Hood.
You sure are looking good.
You're everything that a big bad wolf could want.
Ow-Woooooooo!”
He reared back as he howled.
“I mean baaaaaa! Baaa? Baaaaaaaaaaaaa.”
Kouga looked around at his band mates, looking as innocent as a lamb as he `Baaa'ed.
She rolled her eyes. He was such a dork sometimes. Still, she couldn't deny that the song fit him perfectly. Call her crazy, but every time she saw him, it looked like he had a tail. `Course she saw lots of things. Like dog ears on that bastard Inuyasha. And fangs and pointed ears on the old man beside her. And even in the crowd there were weirder things, like tusks, horns, fangs, claws, and tails on beings of every shape, size and color.
The first time she mentioned seeing these things, her family laughed it off. But as she mentioned it more and more often, it wasn't so funny. She got grounded for a week once for making up stories. But even as she grew out of the childish faze of imaginary friends and monsters under the bed, she still saw them. Her family told her to never mention it to anyone. They didn't want the neighbors to put her in a `home'.
She was broken from her thoughts as Kouga introduced his new song. He looked at her and smiled. How did he know she was there? The curtain hid her from his view.
“This is a very special song to me. I wrote it a while ago after a very special evening and you're the first to hear it. So I hope you like it. It's called `Hands Down'.” He played a light melody on his lead guitar. His drummer, Ginta, started lightly, but quickly, tapping one of the cymbals with his drumsticks. Then Hakkaku quickly started strumming his bass.
“Breathe in for luck.
Breathe in so deep.
This air is blessed,
You share with me.
This night is wild.
So calm and dull.
These hearts they race,
From self-control.
Your legs are smooth,
As they graze mine.
We're doing fine.
We're doing nothing at all.”
Kagome blushed. That sounded oddly familiar. Behind her, Sengoku was getting ready to descend the stairs beneath the stage, so they could pop out of the floor when their turn came. With his advanced hearing, Inuyasha heard every word of what Kouga said before he started singing.
“My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst.
To break or bury.
Or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.”
He growled. “I'll kill ya wolf! But it won't be with a kiss. And you certainly won't be happy.”
Miroku turned to him. “What was that Inuyasha?”
“Nothing bouzu! Mind your own self!” He stormed passed his crew and raced down the stairs.
Miroku turned a questioning look to Sango. She just shrugged and walked in front of him. Only to be reminded why she always walked behind the lecher.
“Pervert!” She screamed as she slapped him in the back of the head. It would do no good to have their drummer come onstage with a fiery handprint pulsing on his face. Or be dragged on unconscious. How she wished they were back on the bus so she could get him good.
He just smiled and coined his second favorite phrase. “It was worth the pain.”
Sango growled and raced down the way Inuyasha had gone. Slowly music filtered into the silence and she somewhat understood why Inuyasha had run off in a fit.
“The words are hushed,
Lets not get busted.
Just lay entwined here.
Undiscovered.
Safe in here from all the stupid questions.
"Hey did you get some?"
Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet.
Stay near.
Stay close.
They can't hear...
So we can get some.”
Kouga winked and Kagome blushed harder. Okay. Now it REALLY sounded familiar. Inuyasha's growl was drowned out by a sudden squeal of fan girls. `Wolf must've done something. I hate him.'
“My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst.
To break or bury.
Or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.
Hands down,
This is the best day,
I can,
Ever remember.
Always remember,
The sound of the stereo,
Dim of the soft lights,
The scent of your hair,
That you twirled in your fingers.
And the time on the clock,
When we realized it's so late.
And this walk that we shared,
Together.
The streets were wet,
And the gate was locked.
So I jumped it,
And I let you in.
And you stood,
At your door,
With your hands,
On my waist,
And you kissed me like you meant it!
And I knew,
That you meant it.
That YOU MEANT it!
That you MEANT it.
And I knew,
That you meant it.
That you meant iiiiiiiiit.”
The crowd roared. Obviously this would be another hit. And Kagome's face was now a flaming inferno of color.
She remembered that jump. It had taken her completely by surprise. The gates at Kikyo's mansion were at least twenty feet high and he jumped it like it was two. And she had meant that kiss. That night was the best date she'd ever had. He was such a gentleman. He paid for everything, pulled out her chair, held open doors, even protected her from the leers of drunken men. She was honest to God falling for him.
But that was all before she got to know him. He got so possessive. Always called her `His woman' and never let her talk to any guys when he was around. She was being suffocated. He was just too much for her to handle.
His set continued and finally it was Sengoku's turn. Though after meeting them in person, she had to admit this concert had lost most of it's flare for her. And now she'd been suckered into working closely with them until they got all this album cover business out of the way. It was all gonna suck so horribly bad. She knew it already.
Sengoku slowly rose from the ground as Inuyasha sang with no accompaniment.
“Cut my life into pieces.
This is my last resort.”
They burst fully onstage in a rain of pyrotechnics and screaming fans as Miroku and Inuyasha beat the first note in the song.
“Suffocation.
No breathing.
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding.”
Inuyasha wailed on guitar as the crowd screamed again in the pause between verses.
“This is my last resort.
Cut my life into pieces.
I've reached my last resort.
Suffocation.
No breathing.
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding.
Do you even care if I die bleeding?
Would it be wrong?
Would it be right?
If I took my life tonight.
Chances are that I might.
Mutilation out of sight.
And I'm contemplating suicide.”
He stopped the rap tempo as the crowd sang with him. But he didn't notice, being totally absorbed into the memory of the pain this song was written about.
“`Cause I'm losing my sight,
Losing my mind.
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine.
Losing my sight.
Losing my mind.
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine.
He strummed quickly again as the angst washed over him.
I never realized I was spread too thin,
`Til it was too late,
And I was empty within.
Hungry.
Feeding on chaos,
And livin' in sin.
Downward spiral.
Where do I begin?
It all started when I lost my mother,
No love for myself,
And no love for another.
Searching,
To find a love upon a higher level.
Finding,
Nothing but questions and devils.
`Cause I'm losing my sight,
Losing my mind.
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine.
Losing my sight.
Losing my mind.
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine.
Nothing's alright.
Nothing is fine.
I'm running and I'm crying.
I'm crying,
I'm crying,
I'm crying,
I'm crying.”
The crowd quieted and the girls grinned as he began singing in this husky sexy voice that had everyone hooked. It was a trademark with them. Break the beat and grab the attention again. And it always worked.
“I,
Can't,
Go,
On,
Live,
Ing,
This,
Way.”
Sango and Miroku accompanied him when he reverted to his normal voice.
“Cut my life into pieces.
This is my last resort.
Suffocation.
No breathing.
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding!
Inuyasha joined back in with the lead guitar.
Would it be wrong?
Would it be right?
If I took my life tonight.
Chances are that I might.
Mutilation outta sight.
And I'm contemplating suicide.
The boys raised their rock fists and the girls bounced. All too soon a mosh pit was starting. Kagome was amazed. It looked so cool from here. Down there, it was scarier than Kaede in a bikini. But looking down on it, she could imagine why performers loved it so much.
`Cause I'm losing my sight.
Losing my mind.
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine.
Losing my sight.
Losing my mind.
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine.
Nothing's alright.
Nothing is fine.
I'm running and I'm crying.”
The mosh pit grew in intensity as Inuyasha screamed the next verse.
“I!
Can't!
Go!
On!
Live!
Ing!
This!
Way!
Can't go on.
Living this way.
Nothing's all-
Right!”
Even if Kagome didn't like Inuyasha, she still liked their music. She screamed just as loud as the rest of them when the song came to completion. Inu tilted his head in her direction and smirked. That song always got him pumped and angsty, just the way he had to be to fully perform most of their songs. His blood raced, and hearing Kagome's cheer made his heart beat a bit faster knowing she was watching.
The rest of the concert went off without a hitch and all too soon the fans were piling out of the stadium, sweating and breathing hard, but with smiles so large you could fit a station-wagon in there.
Totosai looked at Kagome as they walked back to the break room. He was glad she had the same smile as everyone else. It seemed her spirits had improved by the end of the show.
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The band walked back to their dressing room amidst a multitude of cheers. Inuyasha smiled as he settled into a chair, throwing his sweat rag over his shoulder, Miroku collapsed into his own chair, and Sango leaned against the make-up counter.
“What are you smiling about?” Miroku asked Inuyasha.
“Nothing.” His smile grew as his eyes began to squint in glee.
Sango raised a brow. “That smile isn't for nothing. I know that look. You're thinking about Kagome aren't you?”
“Feh! So what if I am?” His smile lost it's luminescence. “What are you going to do? Shoot me?”
Miroku stood and moved next to Sango. “Now what kind of friends would we be if we did that?”
“Yes. What kind?” They looked to each other, the evil grin reflected on both faces.
“And I know that look.” Inuyasha groaned. “Come on. Get it over with.”
“Now when you do that it takes all the fun out of teasing you about her.” Miroku groused.
“Will that stop you?” Inuyasha asked with hope tinting his voice.
“No.” They said in unison. Glancing at each other they said, “You've been hanging around me too long.” Now they stared at each other. “Stop it!” Sango glared at Miroku. Miroku tried to look innocent. And Inuyasha was holding his sides in an effort to make them stop hurting because he was laughing THAT hard.
“You've got it so bad.” He gritted out between chuckles.
Sango peeked from the corner of her eye at a pink tint in Miroku's cheeks as she felt her own flame. She cleared her throat and willed the blush to disappear. “How did this turn from you and Kagome to me and the letch?”
Inuyasha could smell her embarrassment in the attempt to deny it and Miroku's disappointment as he seemed to believe her.
A short bark of laughter escaped him. “Hopeless.” He muttered. "It turned when you two started acting like an old married couple.” He said louder.
Both parties glared at him as only he heard them grumble, “I am never telling YOU anything EVER again.”
Totosai walked into the room filled with Inuyasha's hysterical giggles. “What's so funny?”
“You had to be there.” The hanyou chuckled. He sobered as he realized Kagome wasn't following him in.
“Where's Kagome?” He loved the sound of her name on his tongue and would most likely say it many more times that night. It sent a warm feeling all the way through him just thinking of her. It had never happened with anyone else and he liked the sensation.
"She left."
"Why?" His heart dropped to splash around in his stomach.
"We finished discussing what we needed to and the concert is over. She had no reason to stay."
"Oh." He said quietly.
"You will be pleased to know that, even though Kikyo's boyfriend forbid her from doing this, Kagome is going to work on Kikyo and you will have a supermodel selling her face on your next record."
"That's great!" Sango and Miroku both exclaimed before immediately glaring at each other for doing it again.
"Yeah. Terrific." Inuyasha muttered as he walked over to his changing curtain.
Totosai watched him walk away. "What'd I say?" He asked Sango and Miroku.
They shrugged. "Maybe talking about Kikyo working for us isn't the best thing to do with Kagome gone."
Sango growled. "Quit!"
Miroku let out a growl of his own. "No. You quit it!"
"Stop copying me!" They yelled together.
Totosai shook his head as he watched a wrestling match commence on the floor. "Children." He grumbled. Now he has a heart-sick hanyou to make happy again, a couple of morons fighting even though they love each other, and he still had yet to figure out a way to make this publicity stunt look real enough for good press.
What's an old man to do?
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