AN: This is my third go around for this story. I keep re-reading it and seeing thing I could have done better, or what not. I renamed it, the band names stay the same but the title itself is noe different.I hoping people get interested, because I really do need feed abck to help me know what is good and isnt.
Disclaimer: I do not own the show or characters from Inu-Yasha. I make no profit.
Among the lost:
Inu-Yasha- (Vocals) Miroku- (drums) Sesshomaru- (Bass) Kouga- (Guitar)
Siren Theory:
Kikyou- (vocals) Kagome- (Guitar) Sango- (Drums)
Summary:
Inu-Yasha and his friends are a recently discovered band. Loving and enjoying the life of a rock star, what could go wrong? Kagome is the guitarist for Siren Theory, the band Inu is touring with. Telling himself not to mix pleasure with business he finds himself delving deeper then he should have. Trying to push her farther away, will he be able to defeat temptation? Will his band mates be able to fight their own emerging battles? Or will they all crumble at the pressure of the rock world? Can they manage to remain friends or will the pressure destroy all they worked so hard for?
"Loosing control."
Chapter 1: Among the Lost.
" This is what show number 4 in how many days?" Miroku sat In his chair hunched, slightly hung over from the night before.
" Stop complaining so much. It's a job." Sesshomaru growled from his corner not looking up at Anyone.
"I'm just tired."
"Maybe stop sleeping around with women at all hours at night and you'd get a decent amount of time."
"I'm offended you would ever suggest a thing. Maybe you should try getting laid. This angsty emo thing really doesn't suit you."
"Miroku..." Sesshomaru sent one warning out. Miroku sulked but stopped.
"Hey do you guys remember the one chick Miroku ended up with tree towns back?"
"Shut it Kouga!"
"I'm just curious how she managed to do some of the things I saw with ping pong balls."
I couldn't help but laugh. I smiled apologetically at Mirkou. It wasn't the guys fault he was a borderline man whore. Well actually it was. he didn't have anyone to blame but himself for getting picked on.
It was like this everyday, tour life gets boring after a while so all you had let was to pick on one another, or you go crazy.
We were all sitting backstage waiting for our show to begin. From what the roadies were saying the decently sized bar was packed to capacity. I could hear the crowd roaring,cheering. If you stayed still you could feel the floor vibrating from the active fans. I could just picture the fans jumping, singing along to the songs. Currently they were watching Siren's theory, but I knew once we were up there we'd meet the same roar. Every show it was like that. They would scream their voices ragged .arms reaching out just to have up graze their palms. It was surreal. I still didn't believe we were here.
We recently just hit it semi big, an you wouldn't believe the amount of fan base we seemed to have made. There were fans that even followed us town to town. Not bad for a bunch of guys from a small rural village. It was nerve racking. it seemed just like yesterday we were all in my dingy garage dreaming it big an playing our hearts out. We never really thought it would turn into something huge.
But I guess it's like they say, dreams do come true. By a sheer luck moment we were discovered and signed. Given a 3 year contract we instantly got booked with a bigger band to go around touring. Not saying we were getting paid the big bucks or living up the rock star lifestyle, but we were well on our way.
I drummed my fingers on my knee in a nervous gesture. The minutes were counting down till we had to walk on stage. Think by now after all the show's we had done in the past few months i'd be use to the lights, an screaming. I still found myself being in awe. Not to mention a complete mess. They say you get use to it. I'm starting to think you don't.
" Calm down Inu-Yasha, you're beginning to make me nervous looking at you."
Turning my head I watched as a bemused smile crossed Miroku's face. he was my best friend, i had know him longer then everyone, besides Sesshomaru. He looked down at me black hair pulled back in the usual fashion, he sported nothing but a ripped up band T, and equally ripped jeans His arm's were on full display, showing off the patterned abstract his arms created. Rainbow splotches at a distance, up closed you could see what exactly he had inked on his arms. Demons battling samurai's, geisha's scantly clad fawning at the warriors mighty bloody feet. Even with harsh beautiful art, he still managed to be a attractive man, those tattoo's most likely attracted the women in droves.
Twirling a drum stick in each hand, he oozed confidence. Nothing seemed to phase him. he loved the attention and crowed. Miroku was always confident in his stage performance. As well as his performance with the ladies after wards. That man could charm the pants off anymore. It wouldn't be a good night if he did do just that. If he could work that charm on me right now just to calm me down I'd have been forever thankful.
Smiling at him I shook my head. "That obvious huh?""
" You have no idea."
"Sorry, Think by now I'd be use to this life."
"You're just a late bloomer Inu." Kouga patted me on the back. "One day soon you will bloom into a lovely lady."
Shrugging him off I reached back punching, hitting my desired target "I'll show you a lovely lady." I glowed as Kouga scooted away clutching his family jewels.
"I like em frisky."
One finger saluting Kouga I smiled at Miroku. " I expect retaliation soon for that. Tell the crowd their singer fought the good fight."
"Don't worry if you lose the ability to walk, I'll just strap you to a chair and roll you onto the stage." Winking Miroku playfully punched me on the arm. In his own weird way he was just trying to help.
"Don't pick on him Miroku...You're not helping him."
I heard more then saw Sesshomaru. His voice was a octave over a whisper. Not being able to make out the expression he had on his face due to his long silvery white hair covering it, but I knew under the curtain of hair laid a mask of pure concentration. His fingers mindlessly strummed against his ivory bass. His most cherished possession. He was the main force behind half the music the band created. He was a genius musician. You'd almost believe the bass was magic, it was just Sesshomaru,
The hardest working member of the band, always practicing or barking at everyone to follow his example an practice harder. He was like the father of the band, always looking out for everyone. Always seemed so quiet, and reserved. A mysterious vibe always surrounded him. Like he hid a secret, A secret no way in hell any of them would get out of him.
He got a rap for being to serious, Some thought he was down right mean. He was a tall, muscular man. he wasn't mean just intimidating as hell. He just enjoyed being alone most of the time. He was like that when i was growing up. He was my oldest and only brother. If anyone understood him it was me. And I didn't understand him all that well at times. Still a good guy to have at your back.
"well it's official if the ice prince notices it, An he hardly notices anything, then you my friend are officially screwed."
"You haven't seen ice prince yet Kouga. Maybe if you practice as much as you ran your mouth you wouldn't screw up as much."
"Awww Sessy is in a mood today isn't he? Does Sessy need a nap?"
"Call me sessy one more time..." Placing his bass back down Sesshomaru made a move to get up.
"Ooooh stop it Mr. Big and bad. Sit down." Knowing when to stop poking the bear Kouga flashed his play boy smile. Must have worked since Sesshomaru grunted and sat back down to continue his bass strumming.
Kouga beamed at a grumpy Sesshoumaru who simple ignored him.
Kouga was always pulling Sesshomaru's chains. The only time the man wasn't trying to make Sesshomaru snap was when he was sleeping. I watched as his eyes twinkle with a mischievous thought. Lord only knows what the man was thinking of doing next.
Typical Among the lost moment's like this made me love what we did. I don't know where I would be without these three.
I smiled, these guys were not just my band mates, but my best friends.
"3 minutes guys ,an then you need to hustle an be on stage. Siren's are about to be done with their set." A stage manager popped his head in and gave us a encouraging smile before disappearing to continue barking orders out on his head set.
Snapping back to reality I realized where we were again. Nodding my head I looked back at the guys. Standing up I jumped on the balls of my heels. I was ready, I could do this. I honestly had no choice but do it. I was in a contract after all.
I must have still shown a sigh of nervousness. Miroku stood next to me and tried to reassure me once again.
"Inu, it's going to be fine. You will rock everyone's faces off an maybe afterwards you might get laid.I might even be nice enough to give you a sloppy second.." Winking at me Miroku playfully swatted my butt an walked out of the room, assuming he was going to start heading towards the stage. Shaking my head I looked at the remaining members of our band and smiled. I had nothing to worry about.
"If I were you I wouldn't touch anything he's been with..Might catch something." Sesshomaru gave a rare half smile as he floated out of the room behind Miroku. bass slung over his back.
"I heard that!" Miroku's voice echoed from a distance.
"It was meant to be heard. Go to a clinic you walking petri dish!"
"Sessy made a funny!"
"I got something for you after the show Kouga.." Sesshomaru popped his head back in glaring daggers at Kouga, who slumped in his chair.
I shook my head. One day he will learn to shut up.
"Yea Inu it's going to be fine." Smiling I looked over at the door where the feminine sing song voice had come from.
"You say that because I'm competition. You really want me to fail miserably so they boot us from the tour."
"Damn my master plan has been found out." Winking she walked further into our room, plopping down and helping her self to snacks and beer. "I might have to ask for your guys dressing room. Looks bigger."
Kagome Higurashi was about a foot shorter then me, her long black hair pulled up so not to be a distraction while playing. Her all leather get up hugged every inch an curve of her body. She looked like a bikers wet dream. She was many a man's wet dream, even Miroku had tried but failed miserably. Good for Kagome.
I was even fond of her looks was attractive, and talented. A women after my own heart. It was a damn shame I had a rule of not dating people I worked with. I'd have loved to have gotten to know Kagome even better. So instead we built a decently fun friendship. Full of jabs and harmless flirts. Maybe once this tour was over I'd give a shot at her.
Her eyes sparkled, and sweat had pooled on her face,she was the guitarist for the all female band Siren Theory who we happened to be touring with. She didn't show a sign of exhaustion though, she looked ready to give it another go round.
"I wonder in Sango and Kikyou are this devious."
"Devious you say?"
"Yea, do all you girls plot our downfall?"
"Define downfall?"
I smiled. "Cute."
"I've been told that before in some form of way."
I found myself barking out a loud harsh laugh, before I could say how amazing they sounded I was being knocked upside the head an dragged out the room. " No time for you to play google eye you can flounder at Kagome after our show, we got to go now!" Kouga pulled me away as I stared at a laughing Kagome.
"see you after my set them." I watched her over my shoulder a smile that said Sorry, but you know how it is.
"Yea...see you Inu." She smiled back at me, for a split second I wish I could a stayed behind just to chat. Hearing the crowd roar as the announcer declared our names made me realize there might have been a small riot if I did that.
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