InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Trial and Error ❯ The Girl At The Rock Show ( Chapter 7 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

The venue that night was packed. People ranging from trendy twenty somethings to grunge heads were packed into the small club that Kagome almost wondered if it were violating fire codes. The only place that wasn't near as packed was the bar - she assumed that the bar would be just as packed with people wanting to get a good buzz before the band hit the stage.

She clung to Miroku as they made their way through the throng of people. She nearly fell a few times, thanks to the super cute strappy sandals that she chose to wear (and was now considering it a mistake), but her firm grip on Miroku's silk shirt kept her on her feet. Yes, silk, which he reminded her every time she tugged on it particularly hard.

They found their way to a table up on the balcony section of the club. "I made sure to get a table," he informed her, "the crowd tends to get rather rowdy during Wishful Thinking's sets."

Rowdy or not, Kagome was tickled to death. She had always wanted to come see these guys. Of course the clubs were always packed to the max so she could never get in. She just hoped that she would be able to get Yash another t-shirt before the left, if they didn't sell out. They were seeing one of the hottest unsigned bands in all of Tokyo, and to be perfectly honest Kagome was positive that there was no other place she'd rather be right now.

"Drink?"

She grinned at Miroku. "Cosmo, please!"

He snorted. "Such a girl drink."

"If you hadn't noticed, you are here with a girl!" She crossed her arms and pouted, the same pout she used on Inuyasha to get her way if need be.

"Oh, believe me, I've noticed." He gave her a lascivious grin and a wink before heading back down the steps of the balcony and over to the bar.

Kagome took the time to survey some of the people. Already she had spotted a few actors and a couple of idol girls. That really didn't faze her, considering what she did for a living and meeting famous people was all a part of the job sometimes. It was the range of producers she had spotted that made her get really excited.

When Miroku resurfaced with her drink, she noticed that he had a nice red lipstick smear over the side of his neck.

"Get attacked by a giant set of lips between here and the bar?" she asked, almost bitterly as she took her drink.

Miroku rubbed at his neck. "No?"

"Shiseido. P23 Real Red."

"Ok, ok," he finally said. "I ran into an old friend when I was on the way back from the bar, and - "

"Don't," Kagome ground out, holding up her hand. "Just don't." She downed the last of her drink and headed toward the floor below. She didn't have to wait long for the band to come on stage, thank goodness.

Jakotsu looked absolutely fabulous on stage, with his eccentric mix of glamour and goth style. Compared to the other members of the band, he looked almost larger than life with his hair semi-teased and his big platform boots. She laughed at all of the girls squealing for his attention; it was no secret that Jak liked his lovers of the male persuasion.

Just when she was beginning to have a really good time, dancing her heart out with some of the other girls in the crowd, she felt a hand run down from her lower back to her backside, where said hand began to squeeze. She couldn't exactly swing around and hurt her attacker in such a packed area, so she did the next best thing: using her sharp and pointy elbows to give the groper a wake-up call. She was rewarded with a squeal so high pitched that she was able to hear it above Jak's crooning version of "Love Potion Number Nine".

She swung around to face Miroku. "What the hell??" she screeched.

He shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "It was just there...and so perky!"

"You are such a pervert!"

"I never denied that, my dear."

The rest of the set was just as fabulous in terms of music. They did a mixed set of original songs plus a few cover songs that had been fan favorites since they had really become popular. Kagome managed to fend off Miroku's advances for the better part of the night, thank goodness, though if he wasn't careful he was going to end the night with a black eye while she ended the night with an aching fist.

As soon as the set ended, Miroku grabbed her hand and dragged her toward the stage door. "Miroku, what are you doing?" She tried to pull her hand away, but he held fast.

"It's a surprise."

The bouncers at the door just nodded as Miroku pulled the squirming Kagome through, back to where the band was laughing and having a general good time.

"Miroku, baby!"

Kagome freed her hand as Jakotsu, who stood a head taller than Miroku in his platforms, came up and embraced them both. "What did you think?" he asked, eagerly.

Miroku nodded and offered a thumbs up. "Great set, man, as always."

Jakotsu grinned and hugged Miroku once more, before setting his sights on Kagome. "And who is this little turtle dove?" he asked Miroku over his shoulder. "She's so tiny and adorable!"

"That's Kagome Higurashi, my date."

Another man, Bankotsu, approached Jakotsu and Kagome. "Well, she doesn't exactly look like she's having a good time."

Jakotsu shook his head. "Not at all. We could show her a good time, couldn't we, Bank?"

Kagome's cheeks turned as pink as the cosmo she had earlier. "Nice to meet you?" she squeaked, unsure of herself or the men that had descended upon her.

"Fabulous to meet you!" Both Bankotsu and Jakotsu wrapped an arm around her and started to usher her toward the back door of the club. "We are all going out, and you are invited!"

"What about me?" Miroku asked as he trailed behind them.

"If you insist," Jakotsu huffed dramatically, though they all knew that it was in jest.

In the rush of the moment, Kagome let herself be dragged out of the club and into a waiting SUV.

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"And then I told him, I don't even like peanut butter!"

Kagome wasn't quite sure what the joke was, but apparently it was pretty damn funny since the entire table had erupted in laughter.

From the club where the show was, they were escorted to the Keio Plaza Hotel Tokyo and into one of their penthouse suites. There weren't many people smashed into the suite, thank goodness. There was a generous amount of food set out in the in suite kitchen ('We help ourselves here,' was what Jakotsu told her), a vast selection of drinks out on one of the tables ranging from alcoholic to water, and a small lowly lit sitting area out on the balcony. Miroku was off talking to another pretty girl, so Kagome helped herself to a bottle of water and a small handful of chips before she made herself comfortable out on the balcony.

"Men are such jerks."

She looked up in surprise to see Jakotsu next to her. "Yeah, they are," she replied, shooting a glance at Miroku and the leggy brunette, who looked uncannily like Sango, that held his attention.

"Why are you even here with him?" Jakotsu reached over and snatched one of her chips. "I can tell that partying with rock stars isn't something that you normally do, honey."

"Would I sound like a fangirl if I told you I genuinely wanted to see your show?"

"You would only sound like a fangirl if you squealed and threw your panties at me," he said with a grin. "You aren't going to do that, are you? You strike me as a commando girl anyway."

Kagome nearly choked on her water. "I wear panties, thank you very much."

"What a coincidence!" Jakotsu clapped his hands. "So do I!"

The both of them laughed, though somewhere deep down Kagome cringed at the thought of the man wearing a tiny pair of Hello Kitty panties like the ones she was wearing at the moment.

"So, are you another groupie?" he asked her, eyeing her almost suspiciously. Kagome wasn't sure how to take that, especially since a moment before they seemed to be getting on like old friends.

"Another groupie?"

He nodded. "Yeah. Hot Asphalt is, well, hot."

Kagome laughed and shook her head. "You have it all wrong," she assured him. "Inuyasha is my roomie. Miroku said that he would make a decent date and told me he had tickets to tonight's show. I like your band, so I decided to come."

Jakotsu's eyes hazed over. "Inuyasha is such a dream boat."

"Wait until you see him first thing in the morning without his coffee."

"If I see him first thing in the morning, he's not going to be morning grumpy after I get done with him the night before." He smiled a naughty grin and raised an eyebrow at Kagome. "Have you offered him any good nights?"

Kagome snorted. "I wish," she muttered. "He has always been too wrapped up with Kikyo, though there was one night, we got so drunk...." She closed her eyes and grinned like the cat that got the canary.

Jakotsu leaned toward her, almost beaming with excitement. "Go on, go on!"

Then Kagome snapped her eyes open and looked at him. "Got'cha."

"You are so mean!" he said right before he pouted, then flopped back in the lounge chair.

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"I'm sorry," Miroku said, for the billionth time. "I just can't help myself!"

"Do you always abandon your dates if something better comes along?" Kagome snapped. Kouga and Naraku had been bad dates, yes, but this was the worst. She spent the entire time out on the balcony with Jakotsu, and then Bankotsu after he joined them. Bank, as he asked her to call him, even gave her his number.

"What can I do to make it up to you?" he asked, with a tone that sounded almost like pleading.

Kagome straightened in the seat of the car and crossed her arms. "You can take me home and we will never speak of this night again."

"So you don't want to go back to my place and have sex?"

"No!!" She reached over and slapped him. "What the hell makes you think I want to have sex with you after that?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "Pity?"

"Pity? Hah!" She turned away from him and looked at the passing buildings. "I don't see why Sango likes you so much?" she mumbled.

"What?"

She looked back over at him. "Sango. She likes you. I don't see why. You are a pervert who abandons their dates."

"She likes me?" he said, almost dreamily. "I never thought I'd see the day..."

"I didn't either."

He pulled up to her building and put the car in park. "Do you want me to come up?" he asked.

"For what? Coffee? Drinks?" She was beginning to wonder if going out with him was the right thing to do, though the night wasn't all bad. She did make a few new friends.

"Thank you sex, of course," he replied brightly. "After all, you are going to be the one who got my relationship with Sango rolling!"

"No!" She slapped him one last time for good measure, then got out of the car.

Just like Jakotsu had said earlier, men were such jerks.

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Kagome could hear the water in the bathroom running. Maybe Inuyasha wasn't too angry with her for going out with Miroku.

She kicked off her shoes at the door and headed toward the bathroom, then walked in without knocking.

"How did it go?" Inuyasha asked, from behind the shower curtain.

"Awful," she replied, almost sulkily. "He asked me if I wanted to go to his place and have sex."

Inuyasha laughed. "That's exactly what I was warning you about." The water cut and he reached out of the curtain. "Towel, please?" He gripped the towel Kagome handed to him and pulled it into the tub. A moment later he came out still dripping, but decent with the towel wrapped around his hips. "Did you get my t-shirt?"

"Nope," she announced. "But I got something better."

Inuyasha raised a single black eyebrow in question, his violet eyes glittering in anticipation.

Kagome reached into her purse and withdrew a slip of paper. "Bankotsu's phone number."

At that, Inuyasha stormed out of the bathroom.

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A/N: This was written on the fly, so there are probably quite a few errors. If you spot any, lemme know so I can fix them :)

On another note, I want to thank all of you for the kind words. It really means a lot. *snuggles*

Ok, no real notes other than that this week. Thanks for the reviews, they keep me motivated, and I will see you next week!

-MD