InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Demons Within Us ❯ Road to Perdition ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Kagome looked from the card to the address in front of her. This was the place, but it looked like a run down warehouse. Of course, the district she was in, they were all run down warehouses, abandoned due to destruction during the war. Looking left and right, Kagome frowned. Where was the door to get in?

Pacing back and forth along the wall of the warehouse, the only doors she could find were boarded up, leaving only the large warehouse door as access. Kagome steadied her nerves and knocked on the aluminium frame.

Moments later the door was lifted up and cinnamon eyes looked curiously from underneath. Sango beamed. “Kagome! You're right on time. Come on in.”

Kagome ducked under the door hesitantly and stood to regard the inside. It was spacious and nearly empty. Windows lined the upper walls, casting spotlights on the floor. Several chairs lined the walls and some were scattered about the room. To the right were an office and a public bathroom. An old fridge and stove rested against the wall to the right of the office along with dairy crates that seemed to be filled with canned food. In the far left corner was the set up area for the band's instruments when they arrived.

Though the warehouse was practically barren, its space and volume made for an excellent practice place. Kagome smiled and turned to Sango while she lowered the warehouse door. “This place is great.”

Sango grinned. “Thanks, it's all mine.”

Kagome's smiled faltered as she looked around again. “You live here?”

The woman smiled. “Home sweet home. Rent's cheap, can make as much noise as I want and it's got a hell of a view.” She pointed to the windows above her. “If I can ever look out them.”

Kagome looked up and grinned. She could just make out the broken skyline of Kyoto before Sango guided her towards the office.

Inside the office was an unmade single bed pushed against the side wall. Beside it was a dresser with a TV and DVD player on top. To the other side of the room was a rack that held several outfits. The room had windows that faced the inside of the warehouse, but they had shades pulled down over them for privacy and to keep back the light from the overhead windows of the old storehouse.

Kagome beamed. “This place is so cool.”

Sango chuckled and pushed her into the converted bedroom. “I think so, too. Come on, we have to get you ready before the guys show up.”

“Is that really necessary? I mean, can't I just wear what I'm wearing for practice and dress up for shows?” Kagome nervously fingered a leather outfit hanging on the rack.

“If it were up to me I'd say wear the fuck you want. But we're dealing with InuYasha here. Image means everything, and when you're with Perdition, you are Perdition.” Sango looked seriously at Kagome. “Are you going to be okay with this?” She held up a skimpy black outfit.

Kagome's eyes widened. “Um…what is it?”

Sango laughed. “Try it on.”

Tentatively, Kagome reached for the outfit. She looked over at Sango. “Mind if I change in the bathroom?”

Sango looked at her in friendly irritation. “Fuck, Kags, we got the same gear. You can get dressed in front of me.”

Kagome blushed furiously. “Actually, I rather I got dressed alone. I'm sorry, just don't like being naked in front of anyone.”

Sango's face dropped slightly, confused at what Kagome was so ashamed of. “Um, sure, not a big deal. Bathroom's right there.” She pointed to the left of the office.

Kagome grabbed the outfit and excused herself, rushing quickly to the bathroom. She locked the door behind her and breathed out heavily. Her eyes instantly scoped out the room. Two toilet stalls took up one wall, while the other held a urinal and two sinks. A large mirror was framed above the sinks and was chipped at one corner.

Kagome eyed the urinal warily before turning away. She kept her back to the mirror as she took off her clothes. She already knew what her body looked like, enough for her to not want to see it. Children of war were all damaged in some shape or another. Scars of the soul were never forgotten, but scars of the body were a daily reminder, and the less she remembered the better off she was.

Kagome grimaced as she slid the soft leather pants up over her hips. It fit comfortably, but it was awfully revealing. Quickly slipping on the form fitting, black tank top, Kagome turned to look at herself in the mirror and immediately covered her eyes in embarrassment.

The shirt was nice, but the pants were enough to make her want to crawl under a rock and die. They left nothing to the imagination. They fit like a second skin showing off her curvy hips and round ass. The worst part about them was the designer cuts in the pants. Three jagged rips lined each thigh. Turning around Kagome could see the upper rips rolled over her hips and just stopped at her ass on each side. It looked like a savage animal clawed her legs, only to stop at her behind.

“Oh God, what have I gotten myself into?” She whimpered.

A knock on the door made her jump and she had to keep herself from yelping in fright.

“Kagome? Got it on? Can I see?” Sango's voice sounded muffled through the thick door.

Flexing her hands in anxiety, Kagome reached for the lock and turned. Sango quickly pushed the door open and gawked.

“Holy hell, Kags, you look… amazing.” Her eyes roamed the girl's long legs, tight toned waist and high round tits, before landing on sky blue eyes. “Fuck, girl, if I were into women, you'd have me in a coma.”

Kagome slapped her hand over her eyes. “Oh goodness, Sango, I can't wear this!”

“Why not? You have the most perfect body for it. You have to keep it. It does shame if anyone else wears it.” Sango shook her head slightly. “I don't know what you're so shy about, you have to show that body off.”

Kagome looked away sadly before looking back at the mirror. “This isn't me, Sango.”

“Kagome, this is what we are. Our music tries to cut into what people hide and let it out. What we wear and how we wear it signifies that.” Sango smirked not unkindly. “Can you really expect to do that wearing sweaters and baggy jeans?” She eyed the clothing Kagome left on the floor.

Kagome slumped her shoulders and cast her eyes down in defeat. She turned her head slightly to make sure her back was completely covered by the shirt before turning back to Sango. “What else do I need to do?” She smiled slightly.

Sango's face broke into a large smile. “There's my girl, come on, make up!”

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The warehouse door shot up with a loud clatter as Miroku and Kouga entered and began to move their gear inside. Loud giggling and laughter from the bathroom made both men turn to each other to give suggested winks at what the hell Sango was doing.

“Oy! Sango! Get out here and help us set up the damn equipment.” InuYasha's holler echoed across the warehouse as he thundered in, carrying speakers in each hand. Setting the speakers down, the white haired man pounded heavily on the locked bathroom door. “Tell whatever the hell you're fucking to hurry up, we got practice.”

“InuYasha! Bite my fucking ass!” Sango hollered back through the door.

“As if I'd eat sloppy thirds.” InuYasha griped and headed back out to the van, glancing up at the two men who were still eyeing the bathroom door with intrigue. “Move it you two, haven't got all day. Where the fuck is that bitch for the drums?”

Miroku and Kouga looked at each other and smirked. InuYasha was acting in the worst of moods, which means he was most likely in the best of moods. They jogged out to the van to help him unpack the rest of the gear.

“Shouldn't we go out and help?” Kagome asked through stretched lips as Sango applied lip liner on her.

“Hell no, why should we? They are more than able to do it on their own. Besides, InuYasha owes us for packing up the other day.” Sango grinned evilly.

“I wonder where he went. I hope he was okay. He didn't seem too happy about me joining the band.” Kagome's Caribbean eyes looked concerned as she studied the final result in the mirror. She grinned shyly despite of herself. She looked kind of hot.

“Pfft. Knowing him, he probably went to get himself….” Sango coughed, catching herself quickly.

“Get himself what?” Kagome asked curiously, turning to look back at Sango.

Sango flicked her hand casually. “Probably get himself a smoke or something.”

Kagome frowned. “He smokes?”

Sango shrugged. “He says it cuts the edge off. Who am I to say? I'm not his keeper.”

Kagome nodded slowly and looked back at the mirror. She bit at her lip nervously. “I hope he likes it.”

“Hope who likes it?” Sango grinned knowingly. Kouga was going to flip when he sees this.

“InuYasha.”

Sango's grin slid into shock. “InuYasha? Why would you care if he liked this or not?”

Kagome flushed slightly. “Well, he was the one that said I didn't look the part. I just hope this makes him happy. Maybe he'll not resent me playing and actually accept me.”

Sango replaced her grin. “Oh, shit, Kags. Believe me, after this, he should have no complaints.” Or so she had hoped. She mentally cringed.

“Oy! Tonight would be great, Sango!” InuYasha's voice thundered through the door.

Both girls rolled their eyes and headed to the door.

“Is he always this cranky?” Kagome fidgeted with a strand of her hair.

“On his good days.” Sango grinned widely. “Stay there, I want to reveal you.”

“Reveal me? I'm not Miss Japan.” Kagome giggled.

Sango smirked. “I know. I never made anyone up before, but you're way too hot to not show off as my creation. Stay until I call you, okay?”

Kagome smiled and shrugged in exasperation. “Okay.”

Sango headed out the door to see Kouga setting up the drums and Miroku adjusting the amps. “Where's dickhead?”

Miroku thumbed over his shoulder. “Went to lock up the van.”

“Good.” Sango grinned. “Kagome, come on out, girl.”

Kagome stepped languidly out of the restroom to stand shyly in front of the boys. “Hi, guys.”

Miroku looked up and his jaw dropped while Kouga turned to say hello only to drop the cymbals, making them crash loudly on the floor.

“Hey, watch it, numb nuts!” InuYasha shouted as he walked up to them before his eyes fell on Kagome. `Whoa.'

Golden eyes raked her form, drinking her up in all her glory. Black leather boots straddled her tight leather clad calves. The rips on the leather pants showed creamy soft thighs before hiding her perfect hips and the shiny black tank top moulded her toned stomach and perky tits as if she were wearing nothing at all.

His eyes finally rested on her face. Her soft moist lips looked to be dipped in deep violet honey, begging to be tasted, and her sky blue eyes tore into his soul as they gazed at him innocently through black mascara and liner. Her long blue-black hair was tied in a ponytail, leaving two long strands to rest in soft waves by her face and shoulders. She was a muse, a goddess to be worshiped.

InuYasha's loins tightened and he huffed, realizing he had stopped breathing. Catching a hold of himself, he growled.

“Keh. Seems you can look adequate when you want to. Doesn't mean you can play worth a damn though.” He sneered over at the two men who were still staring at the girl as if in heat. “Hey, Wingus, Dingus, get your mouths off the damn floor, you can mop it later. We got work to do.”

Kagome cast her gaze to the floor, fighting back the burn of disappointment. Steeling her resolve, Kagome lifted her head high and walked over to the drums to help Kouga finish the set up.

“Kagome, I just have to say, you look… wow.” Kouga grinned down at her.

Looking up into his cobalt eyes, she blushed slightly and smiled in relief. “Thank you, Kouga. I hope I look the part.”

“Baby, you look like sin itself.” He smirked down at her.

Kagome's smile faded slightly and she shrugged. She grabbed a chair nearby and placed it behind the base drum and set the pieces to her comfort.

Kouga stepped over to Miroku. “Something I said?”

Miroku glanced over at Kagome before settling his eyes on Sango as she set up her keyboard. The woman was wearing a similar outfit as Kagome's, sans the rips. She looked elegant even when dressed hardcore. “Wouldn't be able to tell you, my friend. I've been asking myself what I've been doing wrong for years.”

Kouga chuckled and gathered his long hair up and wrapped it in a ponytail before reaching for his bass.

“Fuck, put your damn hair down. You trying to look like a Barbie girl?” InuYasha growled as he set up the mike in front of himself.

Kouga grumbled and reached to take down his hair.

“Don't, Kouga.”

The blue-eyed man turned to the girl at the drums questionably.

“Keep your hair up. I like it like that.” Kagome smiled and went back to adjusting the drums.

Kouga chanced a glance back at InuYasha who was staring fire and ice at Kagome. He smirked at the bandleader, giving him the nod towards Kagome as if staking a claim on the girl.

InuYasha glared hard at the bass player before turning flame-fueled eyes on the drummer once more. “No one asked you, bitch, so shut the fuck up.”

Kagome didn't even spare him a glance from the drum set. “No one asked you either, InuYasha, but a compliment can go a long way. Nothing bad could come from being nice to someone.”

Kouga's smirk deepened at the look on InuYasha's face.

“Are you fucking telling me how to behave, wench?” The silver headed man glared daggers at her. “Don't go fucking spout good will at me. Save it for someone who gives a shit what you say.”

Kagome sighed and looked up at him. She smiled softly. “I like your hair, too.”

Sango smiled at Miroku who in turn looked to the far wall to keep from laughing. InuYasha's mouth opened and closed furiously before he turned back to the mike.

“Whatever, let's get this shit over with.”

He flicked a stray strand of hair behind his shoulder and watched her from the corner of his eye. She smiled shyly and looked back at her drums. `Crazy wench.' He unconsciously ran his fingers through his thick mane, trying to make it neater.

“So what are we starting with?” Miroku grinned.

“May as well get her adjusted slowly.” Kouga smiled slightly at Kagome. “Helena?”

InuYasha snorted. “Fuck that punk shit. She wants to be a part of us she should know what we play. Dark and hard.” He eyed her carefully on the sly.

There was something about her that gnawed him to the core. He detested her for what she stood for, he knew that, but there was a quality about her that made him drawn to her as well, and he detested that all the more. It was those damn blue eyes. They looked at him as if he cast no stone nor committed any sin. And he hated how it made him feel.

Kagome glanced up at him and smiled softly. He clenched his teeth hard as he bit back the bitter quake she erupted in him. He swiftly turned his back to her. Fuck it if he'd make it easy for her. The girl didn't belong and by hell he'd make sure she knew it.

“We'll play `Save Me.'” He growled over his shoulder. “Try not to fuck up too much, little girl.”

Kagome frowned and Miroku caught her eye.

“Keep with me.” He mouthed.

Kagome nodded and waited.

Miroku strummed heavily on his guitar and set in a steady rhythm. As he set the tempo he looked over at Kagome and nodded, signalling her to add the beat. She followed easily with him until she got comfortable and added more tempo. Soon enough Kouga and Sango jumped in and a steady choppy melody surrounded them.

All the while InuYasha was walking around them, watching as Miroku and Kouga grinned at the drummer. He internally seethed and moved to stand behind her, his aura radiating dominance though his expression was one of indifference.

Kouga leered at InuYasha before he flicked his cobalt eyes at Kagome, giving her a sly wink.

The singer nearly choked on his rage, partly from the audacity of his bass player, but also at the fact that the affection his friends were giving Kagome bothered him. The girl seemed to mould herself so easily into his group, much to his resentment. They knew how much he hated her kind, yet they seemed to envelope her without cause or remorse of how he felt about it. The anger was evident in his voice as he began to sing, his eyes piercing Kagome's back.

If you don't know if you have found what you are looking for
The silver-lining always starts to fade
And what you don't know is that you don't know the truth anymore
Now you try sleeping in the bed you have made

InuYasha walked slowly around her, his eyes never leaving her frame, but his anger quickly seeped into a lustful hunt. He may resent the girl and the fact his friends seemed to adore her so much, but she did look fucking spicy in that outfit.

The feeling is gone and the circle is broken
Like water under a burning bridge
A million words but nothing is spoken
A deafening silence replaced by fear

His golden eyes met her startled blue.

Save me
I can't find my way home

He stood tall and proud in front of her, gazing down at her with an unrecognizable expression on his face as he sized her up fully. Her face seemed stern from concentration, yet serene as she let the music take her. InuYasha would have thought it breathtaking if he hadn't resented her so much.

The grace I've fallen from
The only truth I've ever known

Kagome nearly faltered at the intensity of his gaze before InuYasha smirked, turned his back to her and walked casually around the room. He may be attracted to the little wench, but he'd be damned before he even thought of acting on it.

So when you tell me what you tell me
I can't take it anymore
The same old story goes around and around

InuYasha reached for his jacket that rested on a nearby chair and pulled out his pack of fags, studying them in boredom.

You think that if you speak a little louder than you did before
The point you make might somehow stick around

He nonchalantly pulled a cigarette and Zippo lighter out of the pack and tossed the fags on the chair.

If empathy is no more than a token
I cry a river in the pouring rain

He turned to look at Kagome over his shoulder.

The princess still sleeps but she will be woken
Her kiss of love is killing me

He grinned slightly in carelessness before patting down the tip of his cigarette on his silver and red Zippo. He turned to walk casually towards the drums.

Save me
I can't find my way home
The ground I'm walking on
The only friend I've ever known

His gaze flicked over Kagome's frame with a cold face but heated eyes. He stopped to stand a few feet from the front of the drum set, acting very apathetic to everything around him.

Mother, Father
The battle I fight is for no one
No one but myself
Brother, Sister
The devil inside is my own now
There's no way you could understand
You don't understand

InuYasha looked down and stared distantly at the unlit cigarette in his hand.

You don't understand

He placed the fag in his mouth and lit it, inhaling hard and slowly letting the smoke drift from his lips as if seductively kissing it from his lungs. He looked to the ground as if in a trance but still faced Kagome, oblivious to anyone else around him, just listening to the music. Kagome watched him intently, unable to pull her eyes away from his haunted countenance. His voice sounded rough and disturbed as he spoke the next verse.

Save me

I can't find my way home

Save me

His eyes slowly arched up to meet hers, but it seemed as if he was looking through her, disassociating himself from any semblance of her being there. Kagome quickly looked down, alarmed that the ice in him had almost burned to her soul.

Save me

I can't find my way home

Save me

He smirked in indifference, his eyes finally focusing on her before he turned to walk back to the center of the group. He saw her look away from him, and that small gesture of submission made his body quiver in desire. He mentally cringed. The idea of wanting her disturbed him enough that he nearly choked on the next line.

Mother, Father
The tears that you cry are for no one
No one but yourself

Blue eyes overwhelmed his mind as he shut them in revulsion from his own weak need.

Brother, Sister
I travel this road on my own now
There's no way you could understand

He opened his eyes quickly, trying to push the girl from his mind. He felt drained all of a sudden, and the remainder of the song was dead to him. It seemed as hollow as he felt. How can one fucking girl unnerve him so much with one damn look?

Save me

I can't find my way home

The grace I've fallen from

The only truth I've ever known

Save me

I can't find my way home

The ground I'm walking on

The only friend I've ever known

InuYasha tried to gain his composure as the music abruptly stopped. He inhaled another drag of his cigarette before tossing it on the concrete floor and dousing it. For some reason it left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Kagome was panting slightly and grinned when Sango clapped her hands. “That rocked.”

“Yeah, Kagome, you did very well, a few more practices in and it will be smooth all the way through. You're a natural.” Miroku smiled.

“You certainly worked up a good sweat.” Kouga's eyes danced over her salty slick frame, which made InuYasha's jaw clench in anger.

Kagome smiled back and wiped her brow. “Whew, it's a good warm up, for sure.”

“Keh, you're sweating like a fucking pig.” InuYasha gripped. “Shape fast up, girl, can't have you passing out after the first song.”

Kagome's eyes narrowed as she met his gaze. Before she could open her mouth, a cold voice echoed through the warehouse.

“So you have found a drummer, little brother.”

InuYasha shut his eyes briefly before turning to face the inevitable. “What the fuck do you want, Sesshomaru?”

A tall man wearing a crisp grey suit sauntered over to the group. “I am merely looking over my investment, InuYasha.”

Kagome looked curiously over at the man. He was taller than InuYasha, and leaner, but he did look just as well built. He also shared the same gold eyes and long white hair, though Sesshomaru's looked finer. She would be blind to see they weren't related. She didn't realize she was studying him so long until InuYasha's face intercepted her view.

“Hey, Polly, pocket your tongue back in your mouth.” He leered at her with disdain before turning back to his brother.

Kagome's mouth opened in indignation before she shut it in frustration. Why did he care what she looked at? And she wasn't fawning over his brother either. She turned away from the scene to reach in her bag for a different set of sticks in an attempt to ignore his rude behaviour.

“Stand up, girl.”

Kagome flashed her eyes up at the older man, realizing he was talking to her. “I'm sorry?”

Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed. “I told you to stand.”

Kagome glanced at her band mates who eyed her and Sesshomaru curiously. InuYasha avoided looking at her altogether as he glared hard at his brother.

Kagome slowly stood, adjusting her shirt and pants to gain some sort of modesty in front of this strange man.

“Name?”

“Kagome, Sir.” She bowed her head softly.

Sesshomaru quirked a brow and shifted his cold eyes to InuYasha. “Finally, one of your haphazard group members has learned manners and etiquette.”

“Fuck off, Sess.” InuYasha snarled and fiddled with the mike stand in front of him. “We have work to do, so if you're done harassing my band, please let the door hit you on your way out.”

The elder brother ignored the snide comment as his eyes roamed quickly over Kagome. “From what I have heard so far, you show promise, keep it up.”

Kagome blushed prettily at the praise. “Thank you, Sir.” She bowed her head once again.

The tall man didn't even spare a glance at the rest of them before casting his eyes at the far wall. “Well, InuYasha, seeing as you're sober and your group is complete, am I safe to say there won't be any problems from here on in?”

InuYasha scowled. “There won't be if you leave.”

Sesshomaru smirked and trailed his eyes over Kagome once more. “Then I will see you at the first challenge.” He bowed his head slightly. “Kagome.” With that he turned and headed out of the warehouse.

InuYasha stormed over to the door his brother just exited and pulled it down hard. He swung back around, his eyes narrowing on Kagome. “What the fuck was that?”

Kagome looked at Sango, Miroku and finally Kouga before looking at InuYasha in confusion. “Um, your brother?”

InuYasha grabbed a chair and tossed it furiously to the side of the room. “What the fuck were you doing flirting with him?”

Kagome's mouth dropped. “I didn't… I….”

“Save it, bitch.” InuYasha snarled.

“InuYasha, you are being unreasonable.” Miroku shouted and stood up beside Kagome. “Your brother knows exactly how to get on your nerves. Don't let him push you from your band.”

InuYasha crossed his arms and turned away. “I knew this bitch was trouble the moment I laid eyes on her. Kouga should drum for us again.”

The group sighed and looked at each other at a loss what to do.

Kagome looked at InuYasha crestfallen. Was he going to kick her out of the group? She didn't do anything wrong did she? She couldn't get kicked out. She needed to be here. She needed to help win the competitions. She needed the earnings. If she were kicked out now, what would happen to the Shikon House?

“InuYasha?” Kagome rushed to stand in front of him and led him away from the group. Her voice was soft and pleading. “Please don't kick me out. I promise to work hard. I will do whatever you say, just please, don't kick me out.”

InuYasha was stunned for a moment. He had no intention of kicking her out of the group. She was too good to let go, though he'd never admit that to her. But still, she did things to him that he didn't care for. He actually felt jealous when Kouga and Sesshomaru looked at her, and he hated it. He hated having any sort of attachment in anyway to anyone, let alone a church mouse. Correction, especially a goddamn church mouse.

It's just because she's dressed like that, he told himself. But he couldn't tell her to not wear it. It was he that wanted them to fit the style to begin with. His eyes roamed her body quickly. Damn if she didn't look so fucking tight and ripe for the plucking, though.

She looked up at him so trustingly, so innocently desiring, that it made his skin crawl and burn. Those damn fucking eyes. He wanted to wipe that virtue from her face. He wanted to twist and mould her into darkness, so she would be a hollow shell like the rest of them. Then she wouldn't be so alluring. Then she wouldn't entice him to feel anything. God, she was so fucking pure, so fucking natural and good. He felt an overwhelming need to break her spirit to prove that such sweet and happy things were weak and fleeting. By breaking her he would free himself from that craving, the craving to feel something good and wonderful again.

His mind seemed to flash at his epiphany. Break her spirit. Fuck, it was so easy he almost laughed. All he needed to do was humiliate her and degrade her to a point where she'd crack. If it didn't make her quit, it would by hell harden her. And by the looks of her it wouldn't take much at all. The waif looked as if a hard sneeze would knock her down.

His golden eyes darkened. “You do as I say?”

Kagome nodded, a soft smile growing on her face with hope.

InuYasha grinned menacingly, though he had to control the urge to grip her throat and kiss her hard from the look she was giving him. “You keep on my good side, you stay. You piss me off, you're out on your god loving ass, got it.”

Kagome's eyes widened slightly as her smiled faded. “Y…yes.”

His eyes flicked to the group who were watching them cautiously from the back corner. “Get back to the drums, bitch, and don't even look at anyone but me.”

Kagome nodded and headed back to the drums. `Only until the competition, only four weeks and I won't have to worry because I'll be in.'

InuYasha smirked. `I'll have her broken before the competition. Then there will be no more distractions. She will be mine to do as I want.'

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A/N - Save Me by KMFDM