InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Street Musician ❯ Interview and the Jitters ( Chapter 7 )

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Well, it's time for more Street Musician. Yes, I'm doing my best to get each fic updated weekly as before. It's a bit difficult with my schedule being uncertain from one day to the next, and I'm not sure how I'll feel. Working retail isn't easy, especially with trying to please each and every customer that walks into our little expensive, designer shop. Man, talk about stressful, but only to a degree. Nothing like my previous job (smiles widely). Well, let's sit back and see what comes of our fave couples in this chapter, shall we?

 

 

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Crazy-Inuyasha-Girl20: Thanks, and yeah, he had me worried too. I was surprised to see the scene happen myself, but what surprised me more was the fact that he had a previous head injury. Wow, huh? Well, I hope this chappy's just as good (wink).

 

Obsessed-Fangirl-Mimi-sama: Awww, don't feel bad. We all have lives, and what matters is how we deal with what time we have. Even I've had difficulty with not only time but also a stubborn brain. Oh well, thank you very much for the compliment, and I hope this chapter is as interesting as the last one (wink).

 

Inuluver: Wow! Thank you very much! Although, I'm not sure about this chapter…It seems a bit off in the very beginning because of the mood I was in when I wrote it. I tried to fix the first two paragraphs, but I think I've done all I can. I'm very glad you're enjoying this story, and your compliment is greatly appreciated. Feel free to comment in the future (wink).

 

xcuteanimegurlx: Thank you, and here ya go (smiles widely).

 

heymary: Ah yes, love. I'm sorry you don't have a boyfriend, but be patient. The next one will come along soon; I'm sure (wink). I shall do the boyfriend dance for you, so he'll magically appear at your front door suddenly during dinner time awaiting a place at your table…(sits and ponders the boyfriend dance…creative mind working on overtime…falls over brain dead…crap)…

 

remix-69er: Why, thank ya bud! Hey, long time no review, eh? Least…I think it's been a bit… (shifts eyes)…Anyways, yes. That incident was a bit scary to write being a head injury of our fave hanyou babe. But yes, it did lead to some sweet moments, didn't it? Every cloud has a silver lining (wink). Thanks again, bud! (Bohemians unite!)

 

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None…wonder what happened here? Hmmm…Very odd…If you're a reader on mm.org, I assure you, I will answer any questions you may have regarding this fic, and I will most definitely appreciate your comments, no matter what they may be. So, please, feel free to join Reviewer's Corner and enjoy the replies I will give. And now, on with the fic (smiles widely).

 

 

 

Chapter 7: Interview and the Jitters

 

 

Inuyasha was released from the hospital the morning after the incident. He went home and rested for a few days to make sure, his concussion was over with and that he didn't over-exert himself too soon. Kagome read over and proofread her questions for the interview with Inuyasha. As she read them, the more nervous she became. She talked to some of her classmates on who they were interviewing and such. Most of them chose their parents or family members. Her choice was totally unique, hearing that she was the only person who chose a musician.

 

While Kagome waited and prepared herself for the interview for the past few days after the dorm incident, she thought up possibilities of subjects she could choose for her future projects. She came up with some interesting ones. One main subject being the difficulties of finding a job and keeping it.

 

With Kagome's present subject being so different, she decided to focus on those subjects in a different way. As she thought about the questions she was prepared to ask her boyfriend; she tried to see if she could read his mind and answer close to how he'd answer them. Since she was generally able to read him like a book, it would be the ultimate test. She went through the questions as she sat upon her bed waiting for him to arrive at the dorm and wrote her answers on a separate piece of paper.

 

As she was in the middle of answering the last question, a knock sounded at the door. She set her papers aside and got up from her bed to let the man of the hour in. She greeted Inuyasha at the door and stepped aside for him to enter. As she closed the door, he set his guitar down beside her bed and went to sit down when he saw the pile of papers and books on the tray. Kagome grabbed cups and then drinks from the fridge. As she finished pouring the drinks, she turned around and saw him sitting on the bed reading the answers she had just been writing.

 

“Hey!” She exclaimed as she quickly stepped up to the bed hoping not to spill the drinks. She stopped and craned her neck to catch his eye. Seeing, as he was too interested in her answers, she blew into his ear. That caught his attention. He shook his head and then eyed her with a strange look in his eyes.

 

“See something intriguing to read?” She asked. He shrugged as he grabbed one of the cups of pop from her hands. She wrapped both hands around her own as she sat beside him.

 

“What were you answering?” he asked as he took a sip.

 

“Oh, nothing. I was just bored.” She replied with a shrug as she moved the papers aside and gave him her full concentration.

 

“So, how about we do this quickly and then grab a bite to eat or something? I don't know about you, but I just came here after playing for a couple hours and then dropping my heavy gear off. I need to get my strength back.”

 

“No problem. The questions are ready. I just need to get my recorder.”

 

“Your recorder? You're gonna record this?” he asked over his shoulder as she reached across him to grab it from the desk.

 

“Yeah. That'll make it easier for me to copy the answers rather than trying to do notes. It's for me, not them.” She replied as she finally got a grip on the sucker and leaned back turning it on.

 

“Okay, Inu. When did you decide this was something you wanted to do?” She asked as she grabbed her notebook with the questions numbered on down.

 

“Back before I realized my mother was sick. I had other aspirations, but when that happened, I had no other choice. Not only that, but music is all I got.” He shrugged.

 

Kagome eyed him as he answered. She realized this wasn't going to be easy for her. She eyed the questions to come, and realized she'd learn an awful lot about him through this project. Probably things he wouldn't have even wanted her to know at this point.

 

“I just want to let you know, if any of these are a bit too personal, you have the right to say `no comment' okay? You don't have to answer every question, or feel obligated to. Okay?” Kagome assured him politely. He nodded and took a deep breath. She smiled at that reaction of relief. `Yes, I can read him like a book.'

 

“Okay, next question. What kind of satisfaction do you get out of playing for the public?”

 

“Well, just a reason to play other than for my own benefit. At first, I didn't think anyone would even like my music enough to toss a coin my way. Believe me; I was surprised when I received my first day of wages. I counted ten dollars in coins alone.”

 

“Wow. That's cool! That hat must've been heavy, huh?”

 

“Oh yeah. I had to spend some of it to drag that hat home.” Kagome laughed with him at the analogy and then on with the rest of the questions.

 

“Okay, next question. What kind of compliments do you receive?”

 

“Well, yours was the best. Singing with me.” Kagome stared into his eyes in shock as he simply eyed her with honest eyes. “But as far as the normal praise, I'd have to say that people clap, they toss currency, they stay for a while even when they know they need to be somewhere, things of that sort.”

 

Kagome cleared her throat as she awoke from the shock and looked down to her notebook. “How much do you make on average? Or is it too hard to keep up?”

 

“Well, let's see. It's not easy to remember what I got on each day, but in total, in two years of performing, I have collected $2,000 dollars so far.”

 

“Wow! That's cool! That would easily pay for some classes at the university level. Okay, and what level of college are you planning to go into? Community college? University full out? Or a trade college specializing in music?”

 

“I'm hoping to go to the local music trade school. I don't know how they handle credits, like if I need my pre-requisites taken first or not, but I plan not to beat around the bush. I want to be a professional guitarist. That's what I've decided.”

 

“And how has this job helped you to make this decision? Or did you have this idea in mind before you started performing for the public?”

 

“Well, at first this was just a hobby until I realized I could play anywhere, anytime for anyone. That was when I realized I could do this professionally and just enjoy my career, doing what I love.”

 

“And where exactly do you see yourself in your perfection state with this career you speak of?”

 

“I see myself as a part of a band. The main rhythmic guitarist. At this point, I only know that, but I plan to learn other aspects of the guitar.”

 

“Whatta ya mean?”

 

“Well, for instance, there's lead guitar, bass guitar, rhythmic guitar, and classical guitar. You can also have fun changing the sounds a guitar makes. How that's done, is the guitarist plugs various effect pedals into the guitar and they can actually distort the sound released. It's fun to do. I like to play around with the sound every now and then.”

 

“Wow, I never knew that. Do you think the college would teach you how to play artistically like that?”

 

“I really don't know, but I pretty much learned that myself. It's all about experimentation and doing different combinations to find the right sound only you can like and or think up in your mind. That can't really be taught.”

 

“That's true. Okay, last question, and you don't have to answer this if you don't want to, okay?” Inuyasha nodded. “What do you see yourself doing five years from now?”

 

Inuyasha eyed her for a moment as he thought about the question. What began to go through his mind was lying with Kagome under the covers cuddling, making love, and then getting married. None of it included music, save for the glimpse of playing with a band in a tux. Probably at their wedding. He closed his eyes and shook his head to get the odd and unfocused thoughts out of his head.

 

Kagome saw the look in his eyes go from focused to far off. When he shook his head, she thought he was refusing to answer when he took a deep breath. “Inu?” she asked as she leaned forward and put her hand on his cheek.

 

Inuyasha felt the hand on his cheek and opened his eyes. The problem was he was unable to see himself playing the guitar at all. All he could see was the two of them together. Married, happy, and doing things just the two of them.

 

“Like I said, you don't have to upset yourself by answering the question.”

 

Inuyasha's eyes looked to hers as he caught the suggestion. “Well, ya see. This isn't really an answer to the question, but more of an observation.”

 

“Okay, go ahead.”

 

“I didn't see anything I expected.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“I didn't see myself playing. Just us.”

 

“Just us? What do you mean?”

 

“I mean `Us'. Together, married, and in love. I guess you could say that all I could see was myself playing at our wedding. That's it.”

 

“Oh. So you're thinking you're not going to continue with your passion because I'm all you see?”

 

“Kagome, there's something I haven't told you. I noticed something about myself. Ever since you've been with me, I can't play alone.”

 

“You mean…”

 

“Yes. Kagome, I need you by my side. Otherwise I can't perform. You…I think it's because you complete me.”

 

Kagome leaned back and clicked the recorder off. As she tossed it aside, she looked to the comforter beside her and said, “I guess that question's not going in the report. Oh well.”

 

“Kagome?”

 

“What?” she asked, as she looked his way.

 

“I didn't get your opinion on what I just said.” She eyed him for a just a moment with a confused look in her eyes.

 

“You complete me.”

 

“Inu, you really think so?”

 

“Why not? I feel different around you. I feel things I've never felt before. When you leave, I feel my night has no purpose but to sit or lay back and think about you. Every song I play, I play in the hopes your voice will appear.” He slumped back as he continued with,”When I don't hear your voice, I don't feel the need to continue. It feels like my revs are just there for no reason.”

 

“You mean you feel the need to give up?” he nodded. “Inu, what did I do? Did I do something wrong?”

 

“No! You did something right!” he exclaimed as he grabbed hold of her hands. “You helped me to realize what I was lacking, and what I could possibly have.”

 

“And what's that?”

 

“Completeness” he replied simply. Kagome eyed him with shy eyes at that response.

 

“Inu, aren't you saying things you should be saying years down the road?” she said with a slight nervous chuckle.

 

“I don't think so. I realized it and I feel it should be said. Why, is there something wrong with me telling you I'm in love with you and I can't perform without you?”

 

“No, I didn't say there was anything wrong with that.”

 

“Then what's the problem?”

 

“I just…Didn't expect to hear you say that so soon is all.” She replied as her head dropped.

 

He let go of her hands as he eyed her sitting before him as if she had done something wrong. He lifted her chin with his finger to see uncertainty in them. “Kagome, I know this is sudden, but I just had to tell you how I feel about us. That's all. I'm not proposing or anything. Hell, we've only known each other for like two months!”

 

She chuckled with him at the stupidity of thinking he was proposing to her so soon. “So, you just felt the need to express what was in your heart?” she asked innocently.

 

“Yeah, that's all. But now I have a question for you, Ms. Interviewer.” He said playfully with a cool look in his eyes.

 

“Oh no, the interviewee is never allowed to ask the interviewer questions in an interview.”

 

“Well, who says I have to follow the rules?” he asked as he leaned forward and eyed her intensely.

 

She backed away as he crawled towards her, putting her into the same position they had been in the night he received the head injury. She ended up feeling the edge of the bed with her hand as he settled upon her frame and wrapped his arms around her.

 

“How does this partnership of ours make you feel?” he asked.

 

“I feel needed.”

 

“Needed?”

 

“Yeah. My lyrics, my voice, my heart. I feel wholly needed by you.” At that response, he kissed her tenderly and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

 

As they kissed tenderly, she thought about what he said. He said he was in love with her. That much was as true as his kisses have ever been. As the thoughts raced through her head, they kissed, necked and touched each other passionately, losing themselves in the world of love as time ticked on by.

 

 

@*@

 

 

Sango sat through the lecture thinking about her life. She was distracted by her own personal feelings towards her future as her teacher explained the steps to search for a perpetrator. She was leaned over her notes onto the heel of her hand as her pen hit her right temple in a rhythm only she could feel. Was it to her heartbeat? To the last song she heard that morning? Only her heart knew at the time.

 

Miroku was the focus of this treading through the land of possible futures. She had recently realized something very important. She was beginning to depend on his encouragement, on his support, and on his love. He certainly is the complete opposite of who she thought he was when he first laid eyes on her. She had always been worried about falling in love, ever since her mother died.

 

She saw what her mother's death did to her father and her brother. With her needing to be strong for them, she never really had the chance to deal with her feelings. The fear she tried to avoid living was falling in love, and losing him to the grim reaper before his time, like her mother. The thought of finding such a wonderful person to hold, love and become a part of, and then losing that person to some stupid circumstance.

 

The embarrassing incident a few nights ago with Inuyasha helped her to realize just how fragile even the most formidable man can be. She had paid close attention to his physique that night and had to admit to herself, if he hadn't fallen for Kagome, she would have eaten him alive before any other girl had the chance. What was irrelevant to the situation was she had no idea she could fall for someone so special herself. That was the last thing on her mind.

 

Sure, lust with a very handsome man is one thing, but letting one into your world, into your heart. She didn't know what she'd do. That was certainly Miroku's aim. To weasel his way into her heart however he had to do it. Why he had such a need to pursue her she could never fathom. But how sweet he has been towards her, she couldn't allow any other man in who could match his worthiness. As she sat slumped over her desk, the teacher's lecture her background music; she realized just how much the so-called letcher meant to her. And all she could do was date him and humor him in the beginning.

 

As the teacher dismissed the class, she still sat. Slumped over in her desk, thinking about what she considered most important in her mind. The man baffled her big time, and she had no idea how to handle the situation. As she finally noticed the other students had gotten up from their desks, she caught the teacher's wondering glance, packed up her belongings, and then left the room.

 

As she entered the hall, she continued to walk in a daze. For the first time in her life, she didn't care if anyone bumped into her, let alone bumped her purse from her shoulder to her elbow. She knew only one thing. She needed to get outside, where there were no boundaries, no walls in the way. The fresh air to clear her hazy eyes, the soft grass to fill the gaps between her toes, and the sun to brighten her way. As she reached her destination, stepping away from the concrete and slipping off her shoes, it certainly seemed as if Inuyasha and Kagome weren't the only ones lost in their own little world of haze, confusion, and thoughts of the future.

 

 

@*@

 

 

Miroku stepped down the hall. He stopped suddenly next to the windows as something strange caught his eyes. The woman he loved more than anything was walking barefooted in the grass out front dropping her books, her purse and her backpack as she headed towards a cherry tree to sit beneath it's ceiling of beautiful fragrant flowers. He smiled and shook his head to see her in such a daze. Miss uptight, Miss Careful. Sitting beneath a cherry tree while some perp could grab her belongings and walk away with them. He decided to go out and join her to see if she was ill.

 

As he stepped through the front doors, a ray of sunlight peeked through the trees and hit his form, catching her attention. He eyed her as he stood in her line of sight, smiling. She smiled back as her cheeks became a bit rosy. He then stepped from the stoop and grabbed her belongings.

 

She watched as if in a trance as he calmly grabbed her things and made his way to her. Once he reached her, he set her things beside her and said, “Here ya go, I believe these belong to you, Madam.”

 

“Huh? Oh, hi Miroku. Thanks, I didn't realize I had dropped them.” She said in a light voice.

 

He looked upon her with a cocked brow as he took a seat beside her. She acted a bit shy in his presence. He eyed her curiously as he turned and put his hand on her forehead. Her forehead seemed a bit warm, but she didn't look pale at all with her blush deep enough for the world to see. `I guess now's as good a time as any' he thought to himself as he turned towards her and took her hands in his.

 

“Sango, I have something to tell you.”

 

“Yes, Miroku?” she reacted with a look of hope in her eyes.

 

“I love you. I have been waiting for the right moment to tell you, and I feel this is it.”

 

Sango's eyes began to water as she smiled widely and threw her arms around him, holding him to her. “I love you too, Miroku. Ya know what's funny?” she asked as she pulled back to look him in the eye. “I just realized something about myself.”

 

“What's that?”

 

“I have been keeping myself from something. Something very important.”

 

“What and why?” he asked curiously.

 

“Love. Why? Because I was afraid of loss.”

 

“I'm not going anywhere…”

 

“No, that's not what I meant. I meant loss as in the grim reaper. Like my mother. It was hard to see what my father went through when my mother died. I remained strong for my brother and my father. Ever since, I had told myself I would never allow any man to pursue me, and I'd never look for anyone to fill the gap in my heart.”

 

“Sango. I never knew your heart withheld a hole big enough to keep you from being happy.” Miroku replied as he held her cheek tenderly.

 

“Not even Kagome knows. I considered it only important to myself, and no other.”

 

“So that's why you've tried to keep me at a bit of a distance, seeming a bit distracted every now and then. I was wondering what was wrong. If it was me.”

 

“No, it was all me and how I saw my life and my future. You did nothing wrong.”

 

“Good. I'm glad you love me too, and I promise to never leave you. We'll go together, I promise.” He replied with a smile.

 

“Well, we're not married or anything. Let's not think that far ahead now.” Sango chuckled as the two lovers held each other beneath the tree, enjoying the simplicity of love.

 

 

@*@

 

Well, this chapter was an interesting one to write. Yes, we learned a bit about why Sango tends to be a bit distant with men in general, and we learned what has been going on in Inuyasha's heart since Kagome's voice appeared in his life. Honestly, I had no idea where this chapter was going to go, and I'm not sure where this fic is going now. It went from me being nervous and having no clue on how to catch Kagome's ideas to everyone falling in love and admitting their feelings towards each other. Totally surprising, don't ya think? Well, I know it's a short one after waiting for two weeks, but I think it answers a few questions you all may have so far in the story. I have plans for the future, but not the immediate future for the couples. I just hope this fic will continue to entertain you all, as uncertain as it is at this point. `Til next time, ja ne!