InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Strike a Pose ❯ Road Trip Again ( Chapter 20 )

Chapter 20: Road Trip Again

Eventually Inuyasha fell asleep in the back seat of the car, much to everyone's relief; they had been sure he was going to throw-up in the car.

Sesshoumaru pulled up outside a tiny little flat and wrinkled his nose in distaste. Kagome elbowed him in the ribs.

“No snobbery!” she scolded as they exited the car.

Inuyasha grumbled as they tried to prise him from the car, it seemed impossible to wake him so they settled to let Sesshoumaru carry him as they traipsed up the stairs to the flat Bankotsu currently resided in.

The door was flung open before they actually reached it and Kagome and Kikyo were pulled into a bone crushing hug by a plaited boy who bore a striking resemblance to them. They returned the hug with equal fervour.

“K'gome, Kik!” the boy enthused.

“Hey, Bank!” Kagome squealed as they jumped around in a circle, Kikyo taken along for a ride.

“If you don't mind, do you have a closet I could put the Hanyou in?” Sesshoumaru asked mordantly.

Bankotsu blinked up at the male hefting a Hanyou and laughed. “Sure, will a couch do instead?”

“If I must.” Sesshoumaru sounded disappointed.

“You really wanted to put him in a closet, huh?” Kagome was amused.

Sesshoumaru shrugged and dumped Inuyasha onto the couch so hard he bounced and thumped onto the floor.

“Ow” Kagome winced for the fallen Hanyou “show some compassion!”

“I did, I could have dropped him down the stairs,” Sesshoumaru deadpanned.

***

The beat pulsed through the earth with an intensity which gave the ground a heartbeat. The sun was setting lazily in the sky and the audience was screaming and dancing with careless abandon.

Sesshoumaru was thankful for the ear-defenders that Kagome had given him, the music was too loud and he was too close to the stage to block it out. Inuyasha was having a harder time about it, considering he'd refused the earplugs.

“Bankotsu's band is up next,” Kagome yelled excitedly.

If Sesshoumaru had to name one benefit of the deranged noise levels it was how close Kagome had to be in order to converse with him. He enjoyed that perhaps more than he cared to admit.

Plus, her delightful scent infiltrated his senses and blocked out the smell of too many unwashed teenage bodies.

He growled as a gangly teenager shunted her and caught her up glaring at the offending male until he scuttled away.

Kagome grinned her thanks and remained clinging to his arm. He watched her strain so she could see and smirked at the devious plan that sprung to mind.

Ducking down, he grabbed her thighs and parted them, slipping his head in between them and lowering her onto his shoulders. He stood and a bewildered Kagome was hefted onto his broad shoulders.

“Wah!” she exclaimed happily as she gripped onto his shoulders to retain her balance.

She tilted her head back and held out her arms daringly before poking her tongue out at Inuyasha who rolled his eyes.

“Where's Kikyo, anyway?” Inuyasha asked bemusedly.

“Wow, you really missed a lot whilst you were unconscious huh?” Kagome mused “Bankotsu's bassist dropped out at the last minute so Kikyo is filling in.”

“Kikyo can play bass?” Inuyasha asked curiously.

“Bankotsu taught her.” Kagome shrugged. “She's pretty good too.”

They watched as the act trooped offstage and gave way to the band they had been waiting for with rapt anticipation.

Bankotsu's voice was the first thing audible. On its own without accompaniment it was throaty and smooth, rich in texture and saturated the clearing in a soothing thrum.

“He's good,” Inuyasha murmured.

The music melded seamlessly with his voice and began to build with intensity until the entire audience was completely captivated at the beautiful show. It was less than any other band, almost as if they had opted out of the clichéd teenage music and decided to delve into the beauty of this piece.

Kikyo played her bass like it was a lover, soothing caresses whilst she locked eyes with each member of her audience in turn. Kagome noted that she held Inuyasha's gaze much longer than anyone else's and chuckled.

Bankotsu crooned to the row of hormonal girls in the front girl, effectively reducing them to puddles of mush.

“There he goes again,” Kagome murmured softly, “he's always been a charmer.”

“I'm glad he's related to Kikyo,” Inuyasha muttered grouchily.

Kagome giggled. “You think that'll stop him? We're only cousins after all.”

Inuyasha's eyes narrowed and Kagome laughed so hard she nearly fell off of Sesshoumaru's shoulders. Only his hands clamping down around her thighs saved her from tumbling.

“I'm pulling your leg Inuyasha, it's fine!” she promised.

“Yeah,” he said but he didn't stop his sulky vigil.

“Baka,” Kagome chastened fondly.

Kagome's eyes wandered over the audience, pausing when she caught a glance of familiar silver hair; Gin!

She watched with a small smile on his face as he danced with none other than Kagura. Interesting. Well the strangest relationships were generally a good thing, right? She fervently hoped Gin had gotten over his womanizing ways.

***

They tumbled back into the small flat at a ridiculously late time and crashed into their respective beds sleepily. It was an unmentionable time in the morning and they all just wanted to sleep, except of course, Sesshoumaru who was going to fulfil a slightly wicked plan he had dreamed up earlier.

The next morning they were all woken by an unusual alarm; Inuyasha. He was squawking at them from the closet. Sesshoumaru wore a smirk like the cat that had the cream and, upon opening the door they discovered he's trussed Inuyasha up like a stuck pig and put an apple in his mouth.

When asked he had merely said: “It is revenge, for cutting my hair when I was twelve.”

They all vowed never to piss Sesshoumaru off; he could hold a grudge.

A/N: I don't own Inuyasha. I hope you enjoyed this chapter!