InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Harmony Parking Lot ❯ Instant Fail, Just Use Glue ( Chapter 11 )

A/N: Sorry it took me so long guys. Fuck…I seem to never be able to update fast enough for my liking >>. Thanks for being patient! But what can I say my life isn't the most organized or scheduled. Plus it being summer I had lots to do. Like being stuck in Oregon and missing Warped Tour (A punk band that plays around here a lot got to play and my other friend got to sing with them ^^) Of course I had a lot of bullshit to deal with, but then I went to Hempfest in Seattle! I got a new piece that I named Steve. Steve is blue. It was awesome. You know in case you were wondering….because everyone cares so much about the author's life. XD Ok enough of that CHAPTER 11 ^^

 

I stretched and yawned then glanced over at the clock. We were up all night rehearsing for the benefit show. Eventually it reached the point where I could barely feel my fingers on the frets, but I could feel a burning sensation through the tips. But, now it's here. After days of preparing and bleeding; the show is tonight. All the crap from a few days ago seems like it happened years ago, at least I try to act like it was and just put it in the back of my mind.

 

“Hey asshole!” It was Kouga making a loud entrance into my room.

 

“What!”

 

“Did you use all my hairspray?” He yelled holding up an empty canister of Aqua Net.

 

“Maybe, what of it? If you're going to put your hawk up grow balls and use glue instead of acting like a bitch about your hair products.”

 

“Glue! That will damage my hair!” Man…he acts like such a fucking bitch sometimes.

 

“Well lady if you want to act like you're from the gutter then do as us gutter kids do. In my old group no one used hairspray. It was expensive and glue does the job right and holds longer.” Kouga rolled his eyes and left.

 

I walked out of my room a few minutes later now fully clothed and headed over to the kitchen. Miroku was sitting at the table singing some sort of tune while Hojo emptied out his spit valve at the sink.

 

“Do you have to do that there?” Miroku said looking over in disgust at the ooze of spit being released from Hojo's trumpet.

 

“Better in the sink than on the floor.” Hojo smirked.

 

“Morning Inuyasha. Sleep well?” Miroku smiled as I approached.

 

“Oh yeah. Until Kouga came in to bitch about his hairspray.”

 

“He'll get over it he can just use glue.” This is why Miroku is my favorite he is the one most likely to agree with me. A loud bashing sound came from the bathroom and as the three of us went to check it out we heard Kouga cursing from behind the door.

 

“You alright Kouga?” Hojo asked.

 

“Yeah I'm fine!” He yelled back and then muttered a god damnit. Miroku crept open the door and then low and behold there was Kouga with his hands stuck to his Mohawk. I glanced over at the things knocked over on the sink and saw a half empty bottle of super glue. Needless to say Hojo, Miroku, and I couldn't contain our laughter while Kouga tried desperately to separate his hands.

 

“You know you are supposed to use Elmer's glue not super glue.” Miroku howled.

 

“Thanks for sharing that part. Very funny. Now stop standing there and help me get this shit off!” Miroku grabbed one arm and I grabbed the other and we pulled as hard as we could, but to no prevail.

 

“Dude…you really fucked yourself over.” Hojo laughed.

 

“How can I play tonight when my hands are glued to the top of my head!”

 

“Learn how to play using your feet?”

 

“Shut up Miroku!” Kouga snarled.

 

“Alright does anyone have nail polish remover?” Hojo asked as he tried to calm down Kouga. What the fuck nail polish remover?

 

“Why would we have nail polish? I said raising my eyebrow.

 

“Well it's the best way to get his hands unglued. The acetone breaks down the chemicals in the super glue.” Hojo said crossing his arms and looking as though he is some sort of genius in the sciences.

 

“Fine, but none of us have any.” Kouga added.

 

“The girls should. Maybe someone should look in Sango's room.” I suggested. Before anyone could blink Miroku ran out of the room and into Sango's with a perverted look of glee on his face.

 

“Where is Sango anyhow? Hopefully she doesn't get back while Miroku is sniffing her underwear.” I shook my head. He is such a fucking creep sometimes.

 

“She went out to get groceries.” Hojo replied.

 

“In that case she should be home soon. Then maybe I can get my hands unglued!” Kouga yelled still trying to break apart his hands. Then at that second Sango came through the door her hands filled with groceries.

 

“Hey fucks mind giving a lady a hand!” Sango yelled putting down the bags she was holding. She then started to head for where we were standing.

 

“Hey I would give you a hand if I had any!” Kouga shouted.

 

“Kouga, don't wolves usually chew off their own arm when caught in a trap? Start gnawing.” I smirked. Kouga met my stare with a snarl. The idle threats then pursued until Sango broke us up.

 

“I have some nail polish remover in my room. I'll go get it.” She sighed. Oh shit Miroku is still in there. Maybe I should save him; on the other hand…

 

“MIROKU!” Sango yelled as she stepped one foot into her room. We quickly rushed to see what he had done this time. As I drew near to the door way I could see him outstretched on her bed with her panties around him and the nail polish remover on the edge of the bed. I glanced over to Sango; her eyebrows twitched and her eyes could pierce your skin ultimately killing you. Miroku scrambled to his feet and picked up the nail polish.

 

“I didn't know where it was I had to do a thorough search!” Miroku gave his cheesy grin that had an underlying look of “don't kill me”. Sango crossed her arms and gave a huff then went over to where Miroku was and punched him. Miroku fell off the bed and raised his hand holding the nail polish remover that Sango then swiped out of his grasp.

 

“Who let Miroku into my room?” Sango asked as she came out the door. Sango was not someone that I wanted to get hit by so naturally I pointed to Hojo. All Sango had to do was look at Hojo before he began to scramble in search of words that would prove him innocent. Losing interest in trying to listen to the words in-between Hojo's gulps she just rolled her eyes and punched him in the eye.

 

“You owe me!” Hojo said turning to me and covering his eye with his hand.

 

“I have no idea what you're talking about Hojo.” I replied before strolling away to the bathroom.

 

“Hurry up with that shit!” Kouga shouted as Sango came in with the bottle.

 

“If you weren't such an idiot I wouldn't need to do this! Now sit down and shut up!” Sango retaliated.

 

I got bored watching Kouga struggle with Sango to get his hands free and went to sit on the couch where Miroku and Hojo were. As we sat in silence and in a zombie like state Skunk came in with Kagome following him.

 

“Hey guys.” Kagome smiled while Skunk headed straight for the fridge.

 

“Hey babe, I thought you weren't going to be able to come over until later?” I replied getting up to greet her.

 

“Is it a problem? I'm not interfering between you and you're mistress am I?”

 

“No she couldn't make it. Sadly enough she had to get checked for aids.”

 

“Then get on that corner and make me some money bitch!” Kagome laughed. I never really paid much attention to how stupid our inside joking would sound to people who didn't know us.

 

“Anyway I managed to con my grandfather into cleaning up the house and cooking Sota dinner.” She continued.

 

“You left Sota alone to eat your grandfather's poison?” I raised my eyebrow.

 

“Eh, they both know how to dial nine-one-one.” She shrugged. It's great having a girlfriend who cares so much about other people.

 

Kagome and I then went over to the couch and sat down. Skunk soon followed hands full of beer and carrying a package of chips in his mouth. He gently put down the beers on the table and the ripped open the bag. He probably has the case of the munchies. I grabbed two of the beers from the table and handed one of them over to Kagome.

 

“I like how you just barge into my house and without saying a word go for my food and beer.” Miroku sighed looking at Skunk.

 

“Hi. Better now?” Skunk replied opening his can. He then took a big gulp of liquid and after let out a gross ass burp.

 

“You call that a burp?” Miroku challenged.

 

“Man Miroku. Why are you getting on his case today?” Kagome inquired after taking a small sip at her beer.

 

“Because I don't think this little cow-poke knows what he is getting into.” Miroku said with a southern drawl.

 

“Is that a challenge?” Skunk said focusing one eye on Miroku. Miroku replied by drinking all his beer and smashing it on the table. He then let out a burp that rumbled through his throat.

 

The two just peered at each other downing beer and letting out as big and gross of a burp as possible. Naturally I thought it was funnier than hell. Kagome and Hojo on the other hand looked at them with disgust. As the smell of the burps rose through the air Kagome's face turned pale and she fled the scene.

 

“I think that establishes me as winner.” Skunk smiled letting out a last burp. Miroku had the look of defeat on his face and handed Skunk a dollar.

 

Kouga finally came out of the bathroom with Sango. His hands were finally free, but after the ordeal they looked rather red and definitely looked like they hurt like hell. Sango's went to throw her now empty bottle of remover away and Kagome wearily sat back down slowly unplugging her nose.

 

“We need to smoke a pre-celebratory bowl.” Skunk said standing up and stretching.

 

“You know Skunk I think you have something there.” I nodded and got out my piece that I had just gotten down the street. I decided to name it Richard after all the shape of my pipe was rather long (not quite a steam roller, but long none the less), red, and is ribbed. So it makes it looks like a dick.

 

“Is that supposed to look like someone's cock? Kouga stated with a disgusted look. I suppose he's trying to play off his stupidity of before by insulting my piece.

 

“You should know since you have one stuck up your ass all the time.” Kouga is such a little bitch.

 

“Oh really Inuyasha you're going to play the gay jokes?”

 

“It's not a joke if it's true.” I smirked. Kouga looked and tried desperately to get a comeback but all he could say was along the lines of “No I'm not” or “I know you are but what am I?”

 

We smoked the hell out of that bowl. Everyone was coughing and seeing things in tunnel vision. It was to the point where everyone was having epiphanies about life.

 

“You know…if freedom*cough* means getting what you want. Then like what happens if you don't want anything?” Skunk slurred.

 

“Are you saying you don't want anything?” Sango asked her eyes squinting and blood shot. It took Skunk a moment to reply. You could tell he was in deep thought because his eyes were shooting all over the place and his face was scrunched in concentration.

 

“You know what I want? More beer!” He smiled. I'm not like that am I? I want more than just drugs and alcohol…don't I?

 

Skunk's words just hit me…they rang in my ears and it was my being high that I gave such a shit as to actually think about what I wanted and what is the point of my life. But what is it? I thought about this for what seemed like hours, but in reality were only minutes. Something just didn't feel right. I guess what I want the most is to keep playing music and to be with Kagome, but that's simple. Usually people want world peace, money, they have some sort of ultimate complex goal.

 

I was snapped out of my trance by Kagome handing me my acoustic guitar. It was good timing too because if I had thought just a moment longer I would have gone into what is the reason for existence and get into the universe paradox. That thinking just leaves your head spinning.

 

“Come on already play something!” Kagome smiled. I thought for a second and began to play the regular tune of the Bullet by Devil Makes Three. Soon everyone was joining in. Sango left the room for a second but came back with a beautiful acoustic that I didn't even know she had or that she could play. She and Kagome chimed in and it was fucking amazing. I remember the conversation I had with Kagome when I first started hanging out with her. She had wanted to be in a band. I wonder why she and Sango never tried for one.

 

After a while it was time to get down to work. We only had a few more hours to go until the show and there was a lot to do. Kagome and Sango went to hand out the last of our flyers and we had to set up shop. I started to get anxious as soon as the first band showed up for their sound check. It was a weird high that felt like PCP because of the adrenaline rush I was feeling.

 

As the rest of the bands showed up along with the girls we took our places. Sango went and sat at the entrance to begin letting people in while Kagome went over and helped the bands set up their merch tables.

 

The place was packing in people. I was on left stage and all I saw was a crowd of people rushing to the front. It was insane I could barely see the bar in the back of the room with all the people in the way.

 

Seeing this place flourishing this way reminded me of the first show that I went to here and the first glimpse of Kagome that I saw. But today show is going to blow that one away. It has to.

 

The first band that played was a group of kids obviously playing their first show. They looked like they were twelve and it seemed like their idea of punk was Blink 182 bullshit. That was until they started to play. These guys could play the shit out of their instruments and they did a Subhumans cover that made you think that the Subhumans were somewhere on stage and not these prepubescent kids.

 

As the night wore on the show got rowdier. More and more people were showing up. Skunk, Miroku, Kouga, Hojo, and I started taking pre-celebratory shots at the bar. The girls were out in the middle of the crowd shoving people around to start pits. In retrospect maybe the pre-celebrating might have been an idea, but hell when I was young I drank too much and I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel so god damn young that night.

 

Everything was running so chaotically and smoothly all at the same time. My mind was blown away. I kept looking at the time for when it was our turn to be up on stage, but time seemed to move so slow; yet the crowd and bands felt like they were speeding up.

 

Finally, the night had reached its ending point. I was thinking that most of the crowd would have grown tired and left by the time we got on stage, but I was facing a packed house. We began to prep for the first song and I felt my veins rushing with blood, the sweat bead up on my forehead. I opened my mouth to let out the first words and then my mind went blank.

 

No way. This cannot be happening; I didn't just forget the lyrics.

 

 

 

A/N: There you guys go! I hope you liked it…it took me forever! Fuck, but now that I have a drudging routine to return to they should be uploaded faster and probably better pieced together XD. Thanks for helping my ego… (That was a joke. in case you can't read sarcasm.)

Till next time! Remember R&R any feedback is good feedback unless you're a prick about it then you can go fist yourself…can you tell I've had too much caffeine?