Hey Y'all! I'd like to formally welcome you to my second piece, Silver Side Up. In this piece, there will be hot women, sex, and rock & motherfuckin' roll. So get ready to Rock! Secondly, I would like to express my highest gratitude to those who reviewed and read my first attempt at writing. This is my first attempt at third person, and I'm kind of shabby. Suggestions are welcome.

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Prologue

Los Angeles, July 17, 2009

The crowd cheered as the lights dimmed. The stage was illuminated by a plethora of spotlights, lasers, and smoke spilling onto the floor.

A man, hanyou to be exact, wearing a cowboy hat and boots, black pants and shirt, and a small cape entered from the left carrying a guitar. The crowd cheering and clapping. The man strummed a few chords, his white hair blowing in the light breeze spilling over the outdoor theatre. He said nothing, only swirling his fingers over the frets of his guitar. The nearly 40,000 people in attendance sat in awed silence as the musician worked magic on every note until he abruptly stopped, playing the all too familiar opening few notes to one of their most famous songs.

The spotlight suddenly shown down on a drummer, his black hair pulled back into a short ponytail. He gave a small smirk to the crowd, specifically the few ladies in the direct front, and sat down at his set.

The base kick drum began a slow steady beat. Thump. Thump-thump. Thump. Thump-thump.

The guitarist began slowly play the opening sequence walking the notes down the neck, the crowd in a frenzy, clapping their hands to the slow droning beat. Thump. Thump-thump. Thump. Thump-thump.

A third man entered the stage from the right as the guitarist played his part. He slowly approached the microphone as the people in attendance stood with applause. This was who they came to see. This was the man the women worshiped and the men wished to be. This was Sesshomaru Takahashi.

Sesshomaru strummed the first few chords, put his mouth to the mic, and began.

It's all the same, only the names will change

Everyday it seems we're wasting away

Another place where the faces are so cold

I'd drive all night just to get back home

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride

I'm wanted dead or alive

Wanted dead or alive

Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days

And the people I meet always go their separate ways

Sometimes you tell the day

By the bottle that you drink

And times when you're alone all you do is think

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride

I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive

Wanted (wanted) dead or alive

Oh! And I ride!

The cheering reached its full climax as the guitarist ripped the solo out perfectly, sending goose bumps down the spines of all in attendance.

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride

I'm wanted (wanted) Dead or alive

Now I walk these streets, this six string in my hand

Still playin' for keeps, 'same old me same old band,

I been everywhere, and I'm standing tall

I've seen a million faces (seen an awful lot of faces)

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride

I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive

I'm a cowboy, I got the night on my side

I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive

And I ride, dead or alive

I still drive, dead or alive

Dead or alive

Dead or alive

Dead or aliiiive

Dead or alive

The audience was in full uproar as the final note sang out. All three on stage immensely proud of their work.

Sesshomaru spoke into the mic, "What's up LA?"

The stadium roared with an almost deafening thunder.

He spoke again, "I would like to formally welcome you to the first stop in our tour. I would also like to formally introduce my band. Inuyasha my brother and lead guitarist."

Inuyasha gave a little finger wave that sent many a woman into swoon.

"Our drummer, Miroku."

Ladies of all shapes and sizes screamed and threw various items of clothing onto the stage. Miroku caught a bright pink thong on his stick and stuffed it into his back pocket.

Sesshomaru pointed to a new man who had just walked onto the stage. A wolf demon.

"And our bassist, Koga."

Once again, there was thunder in the stands.

"And I am of course Sesshomaru Takahashi. And we are Silver Side Up."

Many women fainted. A few removed their shirts, much to Miroku's excitement. Sesshomaru only observed the crowd with the calm and determined excitement that defines those who are really artists, and not screaming junkies whom nobody can understand.

"I would like to ask you one question. And I want you to answer as honestly as you possibly can. Are we gonna have a good Fuckin' time?"

The crowd roared as Sesshomaru nodded to the rest of the band. Miroku counted off and they began once more.

I'm through with standin' in lines to clubs I'll never get in

It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win

This life hasn't turned out Quite the way I want it to be (Tell me what you want)

I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs

And a bathroom I can play baseball in

And a king size tubBig enough for ten plus me. (Yeah, so what you need?)

I need a a credit card that's got no limit

And a big black jet with a bedroom in it

Gonna join the mile high clubAt thirty-seven thousand feet. (Been there, done that)

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars

My own star on Hollywood Boulevard

Somewhere between CherAnd James Dean is fine for me. (So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life

For fortune and fame

I'd even cut my hair

And change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars

And live in hilltop houses, drivin' fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair

And well, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels

Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes

Sign a couple autographs

So I can eat my meals for free. (I'll have the quesadilla, ha, ha)

I'm gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion

Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion

Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me. (So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life

For fortune and fame

I'd even cut my hair

And change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars

And live in hilltop houses, drivin' fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bar

sIn the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms

With the latest dictionary of today's who's who

They'll get you anything with that evil smile

Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial

Well, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors

Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispense

rGet washed-up singers writin' all my songs

Lipsynk 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

Well, we all just wanna be big rockstars

And live in hilltop houses, drivin' fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie star

sEvery good gold digger's gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms

With the latest dictionary of today's who's who

They'll get you anything with that evil smile

Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial

Well, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

The stadium thundered with applause as the band took a bow. Sesshomaru once again addressed the crowd, "I want to thank you all for coming out tonight. As a special treat, all beer has been knocked down by a dollar at the concessions!"

Men cheered and women groaned. Drunks fell over and puked. It was a standard rock concert.


The band played long into the night, stopping at almost midnight.

Sesshomaru grabbed the microphone, "Thank you all so much for coming out tonight. Don't miss our next show in Vegas next week."

As the band exited the stage, drinks were given to them as they retired to their bus. They sat on the luxury sofa, watching MTV Cribs until Sesshomaru raised his red solo cup.

"Here's to the band. Our first tour in five years, and once again we were flawless."

Koga spoke up, "Yeah, unlike Inuyasha's bunk. Damn dude, you need to hire a hazmat team to come in there and do a radiation sweep."

Inuyasha looked offended, "You're one to talk. Yours smells like a raccoon died in it."

"Fellas, let's face it," Miroku said, "We're disorganized, we can't cook, we can't do laundry, and when we're not on tour, we're so lonely we could die. I see only one solution."

"And that would be?" Sesshomaru asked.

Miroku smiled, "We need wives guys."

All four bowed their heads and nodded in sad agreement.

Koga perked up, "Hey. We're on tour until 2014. Let's make it a vow to have wives by the time our tour ends. And I don't mean the little two month jobs like Kim Kardashian. I'm talking serious commitment."

Sesshomaru smirked, "It would be interesting to see who gets a girl first."

Miroku spoke up, "Yeah, and Inu wouldn't moan in his sleep about Fergie anymore."

"Oi! She's hot!"

"Yeah, and totally out of your league." His brother told him.

Inuyasha raised his glass, "Alright. We go into this tour looking for women. And whoever doesn't have a girl by the end of the tour will have to sit out the next one."

All four raised their glasses, "Deal!"

Please R&R! This is my first third-person attempt. It sounded okay, but I wanna hear what you guys think.