Falling For The Singer.

Sixteen year old Kagome jumped up and down on her bed, and quickly dialed Sango's number with her left hand, whilst waving about an envelope with her right hand. She was breathing heavily from running down her stairs, to her mailbox, and back agin, but it was so worth it! She waited until the person on the other end of the phone got out a cautious "hello?" before practically screaming into the phone.

"I GOT THE TICKETS!!" Kagome screeched, falling down onto her bed.

On her end of the phone, Sango quickly pulled it away from her ear, lest she go deaf.

"What tickets?" She said loudly at the cell phone held an arms length away from her. She heard Kagome panting, and she risked bring the phone back to her ear.

"I got the tickets to the band D.U!" She said.

Sango wrinkled her nose. "D.U?" She asked.

"Yeah, you know, that band Demonic Undertones." She said. "The one with the hot lead singer!" She said. Sango's eyes widened as she remembered the picture Kagome had shown her a week ago, and nodded. "Yeah, and thats the only thing hot about their band, how can you stand to listen to him sing?" She asked. "Or his music?"

Kagome giggled, and stared at the poster on her wall of the lead singer of D.U.

"Well, he is hot, so thats all that matters." She said. "Plus, I sorta like his type of music. Aaaand, he's a good screamer." She said. "Most scream like little punk bands and they aren't understandable, but him, hes the next Lamb of God, he sounds almost exactly like them, and all his lyrics are totally understandable." She said.

Sango sighed in feeble agreement, and sat down on her couch.

"So when's the concert?" She asked.

Kagome rolled her eyes.

"How can you not know?" She asked. She didn't wait for a response, instead she said, "It's tomorrow!!"

Sango nodded. She was rather fond of the backup singer, because he didn't scream as much, and he was quite cute. "How many tickets you got?" She asked.

Kagome smirked.

"Three." She said.

Sango sat up straight.

"Sweet, can I go?" She asked.

Kagome laughed. "Why the sudden interest?" She asked.

Sango laughed at her hinting tone.

"Because I just realized, this is the concert where they pick a couple people to come meet them backstage and stuff!" She said, and her thoughts immediately turned to the backup singer.

Kagome's eyes widened.

"Oh my God, your right!" She said. "I'm going to have to put a lot more money into my outfit now!" She said. Sango once again wrinkled her nose.

"Your actually buying something just for a concert?" She asked.

Kagome nodded. "Duh, if I get picked, I'm going to look my hottest!" She said.

Sango nodded. "Okay." She said. "Sooo...can I come?" She asked.

Kagome rolled over onto her stomach.

"I don't know..." She said.

Sango pouted. "Aww, what kind of friend are you?" She asked.

Kagome laughed, and told her."Don't worry, I was planning on all three of us going, me, you, and Ayame." She said.

Sango nodded. "Sweet." She said, picking up the remote. She flicked on the T.V., and rapidly changed channels, looking for the cooking shows. She was hungry and she was looking for something good to eat.

Kagome put Sango on hold, and dialed Ayame's number.

As soon as she picked up, Kagome laughed, unable to stop herself.

Ayame stared at her phone. Someone had just called her and started laughing when she picked up. It sounded familiar too...

"Kagome?" She said into her cell phone. "Kagome God dammit, are you drunk?" She asked. "Respect yourself girl, its two in the fucking afternoon! Save that for night-time!"

Kagome stopped laughing, and shook her head at her friends randomness.

"No I'm not drunk, just really happy." She said.

Ayame nodded, and hopped up onto her counter.

"Why?" She asked. "You take my advice and go get laid?"

Kagome blushed, and said nothing for a second, wondering how she was going to convince Ayame that that wasn't what had happened. Apparently she had waited a second too long, because Ayame burst out laughing.

"HAHAHAHA, you did too, didn't you?" She asked. "Nice one Kagome!"

Kagome buried her face in her pillow as her blush deepened.

"Noooo!" She moaned, and Ayame laughed harder.

"Well, you got the moan down right, but the word you should be moaning is 'yesssss'!" She said.

Kagome sighed. Ayame would never change.

"No, that wasn't it, I called to tell you that I got the tickets to the D.U. concert." She said.

Ayame almost dropped the phone.

"What!?!" She asked."Those tickets are impossible to get!" She exclaimed. "How'd you do that??"

Kagome smiled. "I have my ways." She said, casting a glance to her computer, where it still displayed the website where she had ordered the tickets a few weeks ago. She was just checking the site to see when they would be coming in the mail, when her mother said that the mailman had just come.

"Yeah, we gotta go to the concert tomorrow!" She said. "Me, you, and Sango."

Ayame laughed. "Yeah, and maybe I can score with that drummer." She said.

Kagome laughed, then stopped suddenly.

"SANGO!" She yelled out. Ayame looked at her phone, then put it back to her ear. "What??" She asked.

"I've got Sango on hold." She said. "I'll be right back!"

With a click, Kagome was gone, and Ayame shrugged, closing her phone, and setting it on the counter. She jumped off, and walked into the living room, dropping onto the couch. She turned on the T.V., where, there, right as she had turned it on, was a commercial about a certain kind of shoe, and it said that famous musicians wore this shoe, and it flashed a picture of the drummer from D.U. Ayame sat up straight for a second, and ogled the picture, before falling back down, when it dissappeared off the screen.

"Damn, I can't wait to go to that concert tomorrow." She said.

InuYasha flicked his long silver hair behind his shoulder, and picked up his guitar. He casually plucked a few strings, and discovered that his top string was out of tune. He tightened it, sounded it again, and loosened it a tiny bit, sounding it again. It sounded good this time, so he casually kicked a button on his amp, turning it on. He swiftly plugged in his patch cord, and simultaneously plucked the bottom string, pulled his whammy bar up, and turned up the volume on his guitar, resulting in a high pitched sound that grew in volume, then settled back down as he let off the whammy bar. He grinned. His guitar was awesome. It was an Axe, pure black, and had clean sharp edges. He started playing a few heavy riffs, and a few seconds later, a bass guitar joined in. He repeated the heavy riff four times, then the drums kicked in, a slow but heavy beat, that followed the guitars, working its way up in speed, until the pace was frantic. InuYasha repeated that eight times, before stopping. The double bass on the drums was still going, and InuYasha smiled. Kouga was awesome at drums, and his double kick sounded like a machine gun. InuYasha counted to ten in his head, before strumming down in a basic heavy power chord, getting ready for the solo that was coming up, pretty early in the song. Then the lyrics would start, then another solo, then the rest of the lyrics, then the end. InuYasha got ready, counting himself in in his head, and was just about to start the first verse, when his amp died.

He looked around, and a few seconds later the drums stopped, Kouga realizing that the guitars had stopped.

"What just happened?" InuYasha asked, looking at his amp. A half second later, the red light on his amp went out, and InuYasha cursed.

InuYasha carefully set his guitar down, and was about to follow his amp cord to its power source, when a female walked around the corner, and into the room, the cord in her hand. InuYasha recognised her as their stylist, and he grinned at her.

"Hey Ashley." He said. "What are you doing unplugging our amps?" He asked playfully.

She grinned at him, and shook her head. "Too bad, play time's over, time for me to do you guys up." She said. InuYasha laughed, as did his bass guitarist, and drummer.

"Not like that." She said automatically, not even registering the joke. She knew that when the guys laughed, they were thinking dirty.

InuYasha, Kouga, and the bass guitarist and backup singer Miroku followed her obediently to a separate room of the 56 foot trailer, and got ready to be subjected to endless hours of being tortured.

They each took a seat, and Ashley shook her head.

"Not this time, there's no facial work to be done, and you each are doing your own hairstyles, the only one that has to have hair done is InuYasha." She said. "He's doing it specially for this concert."

Kouga breathed a sigh of relief. He loved having his hair in it's ponytail, and he was fearing that Ashley would make him undo it and do it differently. Miroku had short hair, so he was okay anyway, but they both looked at InuYasha in surprise, wondering what he was doing.

"What are you doing to your hair?" They asked, and InuYasha grinned. "You'll see." He said.

"First, I want you all to try on your outfits." She said. "I have to see if they will work."

No one knew what she meant by 'if they work' and none of them were daring to risk her wrath by asking, so they did as they were told, presenting the clothes they were going to wear.

"Well?" Ashley asked, standing in front of them. "Put them on, don't just hold them out in front of you like your handicapped or something, I shouldn't have to help you dress yourself!"

InuYasha sighed, as did as he was told, unbuttoning his loose white shirt. He slipped it off, and pulled on his tight pure black sleeveless shirt. He slipped a thin silver chain around his neck, and pulled on a tight thin black wrist band on his left wrist, and a thin black one over his right wrist, a long one that came all the way up to stop a few inches beneath his elbow and gripped his forearm tightly. He then stopped, not continuing. Ashley looked at the pair of pants in his hands, and looked at him.

"What are you waiting for, 'Yasha?"She asked. "We ain't got all day! Take your pants off!" Miroku doubled over laughing at that, and Kouga smirked at InuYasha.

"Yeah, 'Yasha, take ur pants off." He said. InuYasha raised his fist warningly, and Kouga only started laughing, holding onto Miroku's shoulder as Miroku's face turned red from lack of oxygen.

InuYasha glared at Ashley.

"Turn around." He said.

She sighed. "We don't have all day." She said. InuYasha glanced at a clock on the wall and nodded.

"Actually, we do." He said. "Turn around."

Ashley complied, turning her back and flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder. InuYasha swiftly pulled his pants off, and slipped into the black baggy cargo pants, with dark red blood splatters on them. InuYasha zippered them up, and made sure they were buttoned before pulling his muscle shirt down over it and folding his arms across his chest.

"Okay, you can turn now." He said.

Ashley turned, and tried not to stare at his biceps and his nice shoulders as she inspected his wear.

"Hmm, for once you didn't mess up the color coordination." She said."I'm proud of you." She said. "Only a few things wrong."

InuYasha wondered what could be wrong with his appearance. He was perfect.

Ashley took a step forward, and dropped down in front of him, on her knees. She lifted his shirt up a bit, and swatted his hands away when he tried to stop her.

"Lemme fix it." She said. She grabbed the edges of his pants, and pulled them down, yanking his boxers down with them.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

Ashley shrugged. "You have a nice body, you just gotta show it off more." She said. "Now, keep your pants like that, low around your hips, and when your out there, and your singing and your not doing your guitar, take your free hand and have it resting in your lap, and when it comes to a part where you have to carry a note, bring your hand up your body, and pull your shirt up a bit, not too much, just a bit, and then keep your hand moving and grip the mike with two hands, and lean forward and sing like you normally do." She said.

InuYasha stared at her.

"I'm not a whore." He said incredulously. Ashley laughed. "Yeah, I know InuYasha, if you were, I'd spend my paycheck on you." She said. "But don't worry," She said, ignoring the blush creeping into InuYasha's face, and the looks from Miroku and Kouga. "You just have to lift your shirt a bit, and since everyone in the audience is in the mosh pit below you, they will get a relatively good view."

InuYasha shook his head.

"And you became our Stylist..how?" He asked. Ashley grinned. "Because of my good looks and skills." She said. She turned him around and put her hands on his bum, pushing him out of the room.

"We'll work on your hair later, but for now I gotta deal with these two." She said. InuYasha nodded, and walked down the hallway, plugging in his extension cord and power bar, activating all the amps. He picked up his guitar, and started playing the intro to his favorite song, the first song they would be playing tomorrow. He sat down on his amp, and played, closing his eyes, his fingers finding all the right strings seemingly on their own. He played that for a little while, then his mind switched gears, and he started strumming the intro to the Dragonforce Song Through The Fire And Flames. He was still getting the hang of some of the more unconventional sounds, but it was all coming together, and he managed to play through the whole song, taking a good 7 minutes or so. After that, he slowed down, calming his racing heart after playing through such an intense song. He switched to something he wouldn't normally be caught playing, but he just had to hope he wouldn't get caught. He turned off the distortion, and he started strumming, and a few seconds, the lyrics flowed through his mind unbidden. He changed them around a bit, and started singing.

"Hey there Ashley, what's it like in New York City?

I'm a thousand miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty, yes you do.

Times Square can't shine as bright as you, I swear it's true."

"Aww, that's sweet."

InuYasha turned, and saw Ashley standing in the doorway again, this time she wasn't holding the cord for his amp though. InuYasha set his guitar down and tried to see if she was being serious, or was making fun of him. From the look of the smile she had, he couldn't tell, so he decided to play it safe.

"Are you here to bug me again?" He asked, his voice soft, because a harsh voice would admit that he was covering something up, yet not too soft, for he didn't want to appear truthful about feelings that he didn't think he had. Best to keep a happy medium.

Ashley smiled, and walked over, stopping in front of him.

"Why don't you continue the song?" She asked, staring at him with her brown eyes teeming with unrecogniseable emotions. InuYasha shrugged, never breaking eye contact.

"I don't have to, my vocals are fine." He said.

"Oh, really?" She asked.

InuYasha nodded.

"Yup." He said.

She smirked. "Let's see how fine they are after this."

And before InuYasha could react, she leaned down and kissed him on the lips. InuYasha barely had time to feel the kiss, before she pulled away, but when he opened his mouth to ask her what she was doing, no sound came out.

She laughed, and put her hand on her hip, staring at him.

"Y-you, what was that for?" He asked, and he realized with slight trepidation that his voice was shaky. He cursed her, and she smirked knowingly at him.

"It was to prove that maybe your vocals aren't so great after all, InuYasha." She said.

InuYasha, at a loss for words, finally looked away, and strummed a few notes on his guitar. She smiled at him, and placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it.

"Practise a bit more, InuYasha, you're going to need it." She said.

The next day...

InuYasha awoke, and immediately felt the rush he always felt before a big performance. He got up out of bed, and walked into the bathroom, pushing aside Kouga, who was brushing his teeth. InuYasha grabbed a towel and his performance clothes, and dropped them on the sink. He took off his clothes, and turned on the shower, jumping in.

Few hours later...

InuYasha looked through the gap in the curtain, and saw the thousands of screaming fans outside in the mosh pit. He grinned, and turned to Kouga. who was dressed in baggy black pants and a long black T-shift. Miroku was also wearing baggy black pants, and a tight black muscle shirt. On his right wrist he had a tensor band, and his left hand was adorned with a tight black leather wrist band. They were due to go on in about a minute, and they were all ready. InuYasha was ready to go out there and start everything off with his best song.

"Alright, we're gonna start off with Premonition of Destruction, okay?" He asked. They all nodded, and Kouga gave his double bass and experimental thumping. It sounded perfect. InuYasha grinned, and through the earpiece he heard that the curtain was opening in five seconds.

"four...three...two...one..."

The curtain swept up, and the screaming got louder as InuYasha stepped forward, his guitar gently slapping against his leg as it swung on the guitar strap. He raised his microphone into the air, and the screaming increased more. He looked around at the crowd, and knew that this was what made it worth it. He could control these people, and he was about to right now.

"Raise up motherfuckers!" He screamed, and the roaring increased, as thousands of people raised their hands into the air.

"We're gonna play Premonition of Destruction, and I want to see the biggest mosh pit ever, make this whole area a fucking mosh pit, I wanna see pain, and I wanna see blood, and I want to see it now!" InuYasha walked to the edge of the stage, and crouched down, reaching over the edge. He touched a few peoples hands, and stood back up.

"LETS GO!!!!" He started the intro of the song, and a few seconds later the bass guitar kicked in, then the drums. They were all doing good, and InuYasha could not have been happier. The sound technicians had gotten it right, and the predominant sound in the arena was the insane double kick from Kouga's drums. InuYasha set the microphone into the stand during a lull in the song, when it was mainly drums and bass guitar, then started the song.

"Nightmares running through my head,
Always dreaming of the dead.
What once was will never be,
All this pain because of me."

InuYasha saw the crowd moshing hard, and saw a few people actually fist fighting to the music. He grinned, and continued on with his guitar, throwing in a harmonic or two to even out the flow of sound.

"Premonition..." He screamed, and saw Miroku beside him on bass lean up toward his own microphone.

"Of Destruction..."

"Premonition..."

"Of Destruction..."

"Premonition..."

"Of Destruction..."

Premonition..."

"OF DESTRUCTION!!!"

InuYasha smiled when Miroku yelled that out, and then went back to playing the rest of the bar. A few minutes later, a guy was being carried out of the mosh pit unconscious and bleeding from a head wound.

InuYasha laughed, and started jumping up and down in time with the bass, and he grinned. His hair looked really cool now that it was done.

Kagome shrieked as she pushed her way through the mosh pit, heading toward the front of the stage. She wanted to get a glimpse of InuYasha up close. She was being followed by Sango and Ayame, who each had their own reasons for wanting to get close to the stage.

"Oh My God look!" She said, pointing up at InuYasha. His silver hair had been dyed pure red on the tips of the hair that hung down his back, and the tips of his bangs were black. He was jumping up and down, and still playing perfectly, when he pulled off a sweet move. During a lull in the music, when his guitar was silent, he took the neck of his guitar, and threw it down, making it spin under his right arm, and over his back, and over his left shoulder, into his waiting hands as he started sweep-picking, still in time with the music. It was a total steal off Brian Money, but it was a steal that took skills. He continued on like he hadn't even been inturrupted, and Kagome knew that she had to touch him. Just once. She looked at Sango and Ayame to see if they were enjoying the concert, but they were too busy staring at someone up on the stage. Kagome shrugged, and turned her gaze back to InuYasha, and his red and black dyed hair.

InuYasha executed the guitar swing, and started sweep-picking as soon as it landed in his hands. To be truthful, he wasn't sure if he could do it without messing up, but at the moment, he didn't care, he was too pumped up to care, and he went for it. Everything had worked fine though. He smiled, and leaned in close to the microphone.

"Women and children run in sorrow,
For they shall see no tommorrow.
Don't cry, dont shed a tear,
Shhhhhhhh...Death is here!"

"Premonition..."

"Of Destruction..."

"Premonition..."

"Of Destruction..."

"Premonition..."

"Of Destruction..."

Premonition..."

"OF DESTRUCTION!!!"

InuYasha started the solo, and it lasted about two minutes, and it was the most hardcore two minutes he had ever seen in the mosh pit. People didn't care anymore, they were punching, kicking, there were even a group of two or three asian kids using some type of martial art down in the mosh pit, and it made InuYasha glad to see them fighting. That meant his music was good.

"Runaway...
Get away...
Get away from me!
Runaway...
Get away...
Get way from me!
Runaway...
Get away...
Get away from me!
Runaway...
Get away...
Don't want no pain!
Runaway!
Get away!"

"Thoughts of evil in my head,
The beast inside shall soon be fed.
What I have become I do not know,
Where there was a heart now lies a hole."

"Premonition..."

"Of Destruction..."

"Premonition..."

"Of Destruction..."

"Premonition..."

"Of Destruction..."

Premonition..."

"OF DESTRUCTION!!!"

InuYasha finished the first song, and his ears rung with the sound of the crowd screaming. He grinned. It was such a good feeling. He raised the mic to his lips again, and stared out over the crowd that was his to control.

"We're gonna do another song, then we are gonna pick three girls to come up and help us out with the next song." He said. He placed the mic back into it's holder, as Kagome, Sango, and Ayame freaked out below him.

"This next song is called..."

End Chapter 1.