!!!PLEASE READ!!! Author's Note: So help me god, if I get one review
bitching about how this is a rip off of Mayu Shinjo's Sensual Phrase... well
let's just say you need to let me say this: It is. However, I am not going
to be modest, this is a flippin' manga, and the only you don't get in manga
that you get in REAL books, is descriptive details. I don't care how good
the artist is, you don't get the scent of burning rubber from a picture. So
please realize that I took creative liberties with this. Much more, in
fact, than I take in By the Bay, which in case some of you bright people
didn't see that it was the nearly EXACT SAME STORY as Making Waves by
Kristina Applegate. Please, people, learn how to read. If you send in a
review that asks about ANYTHING explained here.... People.... If you know who
Bill Engvall, you will understand this: I will take 'your sign' and flip
you upside the head for every letter in your post. If you do not know who
Bill Engvall is, ... I suggest you look him up.
The first, last, and only disclaimer: I don't own Inu Yasha or any of that
crap, and I don't own Sensual Phrase. Keep your lawsuits to yourself.
Corporeal Expression Chapter One: Fate's Toy
"From A Fallen Angel" I'm more than a man and I don't fear falling, I've fallen further than your eyes can see, But something inside me, your body is calling, I'm tumbling toward you like a doom prophecy. I want you to run, want you to make me give chase, Beg for mercy when caught, tears staining your face, Then succumb to desire, see with eyes open wide, As I tear into your chest and slide deep inside.
"Kagome, you finished your lyrics for the contest, right?" "Oooh! Can I see, Can I see???" Kagome paused with her ice cream halfway to her mouth to blink up at her two friends, Sango and Aya, who had interrupted her sacred eating ritual, respectively. It was a cool fall day and the air was crisp outside. Her high school was positively buzzing today about only god knows what, and all she wanted to do was relax. Inwardly, she sighed but put on a cheerful face for the girls. "Yep!" she chirped. "I'm calling it 'From A Fallen Angel'. It's a little suggestive. Tell me if you think it's too much. Immediately, the girls yanked it out of her hand and started reading it frantically. "If you win, you get 500,000 yin!" Sango said excitedly. "Wow, Kagome, you're really good!!" Aya said as she read over the lyrics. "You think? For real?" Kagome asked anxiously. She had spotted a lyric- writing contest in a magazine a while back and this was the result. Some record company wanted to use amateur's lyrics to generate publicity for their new artist. Once the idea bloomed in her friend's head, they wouldn't let her shake it. Aya, who was a pop star fanatic, convinced her to enter. "If you become a lyricist, you can get me tickets to all the good shows!" the girl said dreamily. "...So, was it hard to write lyrics for a boy?" Sango helped, too. She knew a lot about rock bands. Both of the girls had stars in their eyes. "No, actually, it wasn't," Kagome leaned her chin onto her hand. "I just... okay, instead of trying to be a boy, I just... I thought about how I would want someone to feel about me..." The girl lost herself to her thoughts soon after that. 'I created an imaginary boy in my mind...Super hot and masculine...' she thought as she shivered. 'Broad shoulders...strong arms to get lost between...Strong hands to hold me tight...I close my eyes and...If I could just...be loved like that...' Sango arched a brow at the girl's flushed and faint form. "Kagome, you dirty little hussy!" Kagome jumped, stirred from the depths of her mind. "What? I am?" She blushed darkly and looked off to the side. 'It's not my dream job or anything, but it might be fun...'
The autumn chill was in the air as Kagome Higurashi walked down the street in her highschool's uniform, with her bag and envelope in hand. Cars rushed by in their afternoon hurry to get home. A deep breath revealed the comforting smell of car exhaust with an underlying scent of pure nature. Closing her eyes, the girl smiled and continued walking. "Check it out! That's the new Devilish video I was telling you about." A couple of middle school girls were stopped in front of a great wall of TV's, watching a strange rock band smash out their heart pounding music. "Oh, I tried to get tickets to their show. No luck. bSold out immediately!!/b" One of the girl's said, abashed. "I love how corporeal their lyrics are!" The other one swooned. Kagome froze. 'Corporeal lyrics,' she thought. Something in her mind clicked and her view shifted over to the wall of TV's. 'They look cool...I wonder what they're like...' Her eyes roamed over the lead singer who had long shaggy black hair and an entrancing stature. Suddenly, a man ran into her and none to gently either. "Ooof!" Kagome's lyrics slid out of her open envelope. The wind caught the paper and blew it strait into the street. "No--! MY SONG!" she cried racing after it. In the distance the sound of a speeding red Ferrari faintly rung in her ears, but she was two busy running for her lyrics. 'If some random person read that and saw my name...' she though frantically. 'I'd be MORTIFIED!' She stumbled over her bag which kept hitting her knee as she ran. "ACK!!" iHoooonk!!! Honk! Hooonk!!/i Kagome blinked, finally hearing the car's blaring horn, and what does she see? Nothing too terrifying, just a 2,000 hunk of roaring machinery! The sound of screeching tires, like nails scraping a chalk board filled the air, accompanied by Kagome's shrill scream. "AAAAAAAAAHHH!!"
Corporeal Expression Chapter One: Fate's Toy
"From A Fallen Angel" I'm more than a man and I don't fear falling, I've fallen further than your eyes can see, But something inside me, your body is calling, I'm tumbling toward you like a doom prophecy. I want you to run, want you to make me give chase, Beg for mercy when caught, tears staining your face, Then succumb to desire, see with eyes open wide, As I tear into your chest and slide deep inside.
"Kagome, you finished your lyrics for the contest, right?" "Oooh! Can I see, Can I see???" Kagome paused with her ice cream halfway to her mouth to blink up at her two friends, Sango and Aya, who had interrupted her sacred eating ritual, respectively. It was a cool fall day and the air was crisp outside. Her high school was positively buzzing today about only god knows what, and all she wanted to do was relax. Inwardly, she sighed but put on a cheerful face for the girls. "Yep!" she chirped. "I'm calling it 'From A Fallen Angel'. It's a little suggestive. Tell me if you think it's too much. Immediately, the girls yanked it out of her hand and started reading it frantically. "If you win, you get 500,000 yin!" Sango said excitedly. "Wow, Kagome, you're really good!!" Aya said as she read over the lyrics. "You think? For real?" Kagome asked anxiously. She had spotted a lyric- writing contest in a magazine a while back and this was the result. Some record company wanted to use amateur's lyrics to generate publicity for their new artist. Once the idea bloomed in her friend's head, they wouldn't let her shake it. Aya, who was a pop star fanatic, convinced her to enter. "If you become a lyricist, you can get me tickets to all the good shows!" the girl said dreamily. "...So, was it hard to write lyrics for a boy?" Sango helped, too. She knew a lot about rock bands. Both of the girls had stars in their eyes. "No, actually, it wasn't," Kagome leaned her chin onto her hand. "I just... okay, instead of trying to be a boy, I just... I thought about how I would want someone to feel about me..." The girl lost herself to her thoughts soon after that. 'I created an imaginary boy in my mind...Super hot and masculine...' she thought as she shivered. 'Broad shoulders...strong arms to get lost between...Strong hands to hold me tight...I close my eyes and...If I could just...be loved like that...' Sango arched a brow at the girl's flushed and faint form. "Kagome, you dirty little hussy!" Kagome jumped, stirred from the depths of her mind. "What? I am?" She blushed darkly and looked off to the side. 'It's not my dream job or anything, but it might be fun...'
The autumn chill was in the air as Kagome Higurashi walked down the street in her highschool's uniform, with her bag and envelope in hand. Cars rushed by in their afternoon hurry to get home. A deep breath revealed the comforting smell of car exhaust with an underlying scent of pure nature. Closing her eyes, the girl smiled and continued walking. "Check it out! That's the new Devilish video I was telling you about." A couple of middle school girls were stopped in front of a great wall of TV's, watching a strange rock band smash out their heart pounding music. "Oh, I tried to get tickets to their show. No luck. bSold out immediately!!/b" One of the girl's said, abashed. "I love how corporeal their lyrics are!" The other one swooned. Kagome froze. 'Corporeal lyrics,' she thought. Something in her mind clicked and her view shifted over to the wall of TV's. 'They look cool...I wonder what they're like...' Her eyes roamed over the lead singer who had long shaggy black hair and an entrancing stature. Suddenly, a man ran into her and none to gently either. "Ooof!" Kagome's lyrics slid out of her open envelope. The wind caught the paper and blew it strait into the street. "No--! MY SONG!" she cried racing after it. In the distance the sound of a speeding red Ferrari faintly rung in her ears, but she was two busy running for her lyrics. 'If some random person read that and saw my name...' she though frantically. 'I'd be MORTIFIED!' She stumbled over her bag which kept hitting her knee as she ran. "ACK!!" iHoooonk!!! Honk! Hooonk!!/i Kagome blinked, finally hearing the car's blaring horn, and what does she see? Nothing too terrifying, just a 2,000 hunk of roaring machinery! The sound of screeching tires, like nails scraping a chalk board filled the air, accompanied by Kagome's shrill scream. "AAAAAAAAAHHH!!"