Wasted generation
{I don't Own Inu Yasha}
Disclaimer: this will be my fourth story. I like to take this time to tell you in this story in later chapters there will be many problem that we all face in are lives. One problem I'm will write about will be drug abuse. I only write about drug abuse because it a problem that has ruined some of my friends life's. So this story is for anyone who is dealing with drug problems, for anyone who follows a dream that came true, to anyone who felt alone with no one. Oh this is present day Japan}
It was night as A pick up truck stopped in the poor section of Tokyo "all right this is you get off" someone got out the bed of the truck got off. The kid was 18, he had long black hair with gold eyes, and His skin tone was a little tan. He was wearing a red shirt, black ripped jeans with blue converse and a green Apron. "Thanks for the ride" he said "No problem take care kid" as the driver drove off Inuyasha walked to his apartment. Inuyasha lived in rundown apartment only thing he could afford at his Wage. While inu yasha walked up the stair's he heard a mix of sound from baby's cry's to the married couples yelling. He finally reached his apartment door. He unlocked it then walked in, Inu yasha apartment was a one bedroom. The living room had a blue couch with small TV, "Home sweet home" inu yasha walked to his phone to check for any messages on the answering machine. A red light was blinking, "wonder that can that be" he said taking off his apron. Once it was off he pushed the button, "hey I read your flyers about saying you need a bassist for a band you starting" the voice said "finally someone answered" inu yasha said "I'm name Miroku I'll be playing at the wasted generation tomorrow night at 8:00" the machine beeped off "well there is something that went right for once" Inu yasha when into his room down the hall. Inside the room was a mattress on the floor and his guitar on a stand. His guitar was a red Gibson SG. He picked it up and turned in on. Inu yasha strum twice then tuned three strings. "I guess I'll play the new song" he began to the intro
on a long and lonesome
highway east of Omaha
you can listen to the engines, moanin out
as one long song
you can think about the woman, or the girl you
knew the night before
but your thoughts will soon be wandering
the way they always do
when you're riding sixteen hours and
there's nothing much to do
you don't feel much like riding', you
just wish the trip was through
but here I am, on the road
again
here I am, up on the stage
here I go, playing the star
again
there I go, turn the page
you walk into a restaurant,
strung out from the road
and you feel the eyes upon you, as you're
shaking off the cold
you pretend it doesn't bother you, but you
just want to explode
and most times you can hear 'em talk, other
times you can't
all the same 'ole clichés: is that a
woman oris that a man?
And you always seem outnumbered; you dare
not make a stand, make your stand.
But here I am, on the road
again
Here I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing the star again
there I
go, turn the page
out there in the spotlight, your a million
miles away
every ounce of energy, you try to give away
and the
sweat pours from your body, like the music that you play
later in
the evening, as you lie awake in bed
with the echoes of the
amplifiers, ringing' in your head
you smoke the days last
cigarette, remembering' what she said
{Guitar solo}
{Bob Segar Turn the Page}
Inuyasha put his guitar back on the stand. Before he went to sleep InuYasha looked at the moonlight gleaming from the window, wondering if there's a better life out there. Inuyasha fell into a peaceful slumber
{3:00 in the afternoon Friday}
"Inuyasha you're late again!" a middle age man yelled "sorry mister kiriyama" Inu yasha said putting on his apparent. He worked at the pizza place far from his house. His boss had black hair it was cut in the shape of a bowl. The man was over weight wearing a white apron smoking a cigar. "Do this again and I fire your ass now get to work" Mister Kiriyama yelled "damn why do I take shit from him any way" Inu Yasha washed his hands then got to work scrubbing plates.
{Meanwhile 5:56}
In another poor section of Tokyo, their in a run down blue house. Inside the house a 17 year old miroku was playing his bass in his room, his bass was a black BC rich warlock. He was wearing a purple shirt, black pants with a purple glove on his right hand that had beads rapped around it for style. Miroku stopped playing after hearing yelling coming from the living room. "God damn not again" he put down his bass and ran out his door. The living room had bottles were everywhere a brown couch was behind a table, holes in the wall broken windows. Miroku saw his mother with a black eye on the floor. "Mother!" he ran to her side. Miroku's mother looked almost like him expect the blond hair she was wearing a white dress. "Its Ok Miroku I just fell" she said looking panicked "that's right you fell or else" Miroku looked up to see his father holding a Bottle of Vodka wearing a blue jeans and a white shirt. "You son of a bicth" Miroku tackled down his father rolling into the living room. Miroku was on top of his father punching him viscously. Miroku was pushed off once his father got up he was hit in the face. "you worthless kid after all the years I spend raising you" he picked up miroku then threw him on the table, "get you're stuff and get the hell out of my house!" his father yelled. He wiped the blood from his face then walked in his room, "miroku wait don't go" his mother said at his door. Miroku grabbed a duffel bag he put some clothes into it. Once he was done with that he put his bass in the case. Then walked to the front door "please miroku" his mother said "mom I love but as long as he's living here I'm not coming back" Miroku walked out the door slamming it behind him. He could hear the bottle hitting the door with a scream of "never want to see you again" miroku walked to the end of the block before checking his watch. He looked at his wrist watch the clock read 6:01; "I have two hours till the gig at the wasted generation" he began walking toward downtown area
{7:25}
Inuyasha locked the front door to the pizza place. After a hard days work he was done taking shit from his boss. Inuyasha walked back to the kitchen to see his boss. "Door is locked. I'm leaving now" he said about to head out the back door "wait just a second take out the trash on you way out" Kiriyama said counting money. "Asshole" Inuyasha muttered "what did you say" Kiriyama yelled back at him. "Nothing" he walked out the door holding the trash bag over his shoulder. Inu yasha threw the bag into the dumpster he was about to walk off until he heard a shout. He ran to the area where the shout came from. He hid behind a dumpster he saw three male student in their uniforms cornering a young women about Inuyasha age. She had raven black hair, dark hazel eyes that had caught Inuyahsa attention. Inuyasha Notice the fear in her eyes looking at the person in front of her. The guy had brown hair with an evil grin, Inu yasha grabbed a bottle from the trash "Come on kagome I know you want to" placing his hand on her shoulder, "no go away hojo" she Slapped him back. "I'll make sure you'll wish you didn't do that" he walked back to her. There was no where for her to run, he pushed her down then got on top of her. Kagome scream for help until she saw a bottle hit one of hojo's goons in the back of his head. Other goon looked where the bottle came from. Inuyasha rushed up and kicked him in the gut, the goon held his gut taking his eyes off his attacker. Inuyasha then punched him away; he grabbed hojo off of kagome then held him against the wall. "Don't hurt me" Hojo said shaking in fear "see the irony, she said that but you yourself where going to hurt her anyway" Inu yasha punched him in the face. "There two thing I hate cowards and rapist. You two in one" Inuyasha said Viciously Knee in the gut. Finally Inu yasha knocked him out after a beating from hell. He looked back at kagome still on the ground. He threw an unconscious hojo with his goons, he walked to kagome's side helping her up "you alright?" he said to her "yes just little scared" she said looking into his golden eyes "better get going before they come to" she walked back to the side walk. Inu Yasha looked at his watch it was 7:34. "Better get going" he walked off
{Wasted generation 7:57}
The wasted generation was a bar. That most of the youth gather either to see a live act or get a drink, it was a place to be for underground bands to play. Inu Yasha walked into the bar seeing a band play on stage, he could see it was a full house tonight all the tables were taken. But he didn't care he walk up to the bar and stand on the stool. "Hey Inu Yasha" a man said wiping a glass. "Robert how's it going" Robert was a man his mid forties. Robert used work as a stage hand for many bands. Of course back then he had hair. "nuttin much but work you want the anything" he said in his new York accent placing the glass down "I'll have a long neck bud" Robert pulled out a bud from the cooler behind the bar. He handed the bottle to Inu yasha "do you know if a bass player named Miroku did his gig?" he said, Robert thought for a second "he's going to be playing after this guys finish their set" he said giving a costumer a beer "do you know if his any good?" Inu yasha asked before taking sip. "Yeah he played some gigs before. He great he plays his bass like a guitar" he said. Inuyasha nodded he turned to watch the band finish their set. "Thanks you have been a great crowd" the lead signer yelled thought the microphone. "Be right back Inuyasha" Robert jumped over the bar and walked to the stage. Robert made it though the crowd on to the stage he did a quick mic test before speaking. "Ok people of the wasted generation, we got someone who is a veteran here give a hand to the monk of bass Miroku" Robert said as miroku took the stage, he shook his hand then when back to the bar. Miroku stood in front of the mic
"wasted generation how you doing tonight!" everyone yelled except Inu yasha who wasn't going to cheer until he heard him play. "Let's get this show on the road" he strums his bass before going into a solo. Inuyasha couldn't believe hear not only did he played the bass fast in was hard sounding. Miroku began to do finger tapping; Inu Yasha could tell that Miroku was energy bomb of a person. Miroku finish the solo he picked up a water bottle once he was done he started playing again. This time it was not one of his solo's he was playing the intro to Dazed and Confused, before he got to deep in the song he switched back to his solo's. While playing he was running around on stage, at one point miroku was standing on top of the amp.
{5 min later}
Miroku walked off stage with sweat beating down his face. As he walked toward the bar a swarm of women surround him "sorry ladies but I have businesses to attend" he got though the crowd of young women to the bar. He pulled up the stool next to InuYasha
"Take the usually and could I get a towel Robert" Miroku said, "you earn it kid" he threw the towel then placed a Rattle snake {A/n It's a drink mixing whiskey and lemon juice. I don't know what it taste I just got the name off the web I don't drink} "hey man your bass sounds Raunchy" Inuyasha said "thanks, you Inuyasha?" Miroku said half way though his drink. "that's me just want to asked you some thing before I ask you if you want to join" Inuyasha said "wasn't expecting Q/A but all right" he said killing the rest of his rattlesnake "how long have you been playing?" he asked "six I started playing cello then when turned nine I went to bass" Miroku said "all I need to know want to be in the band?" Inuyasha said, Miroku thought for a min "ok you have a bassist" Miroku said shaking Inuyasha hand. "Want to go back to my place and have a jam session?" Inuyasha said getting off the stool "sure but no funny businesses" Miroku said grinning picking up his duffel bag in one hand the other was in bass "Smart ass" Inuyasha Snorted they both put money on the bar then walked to the door "Can we stop at my place I have to pick up my glasses?" Miroku said opening the door. "No problem with me" he said "is their name for this band?" Miroku said while leading Inuyasha to his home "I was holding that off until we found a drummer" Inuyasha said
{9:15 Miroku's house}
"So you're a fan of the cult to" Inuyasha said "I grew up on that shit" they stepped up on the porch miroku opening the door with his keys "mom I'm home" Miroku said he got no responds from the darkness "Inuyasha flick the light switch behind" Inu yasha turned on the light. Miroku was in shock all the stuff was gone he put down his stuff, "what the hell?" Miroku looked around their entire things were gone. From family picture to his mothers china Miroku ran into his room. Miroku looked to see all his belonging were gone also except his glasses and a switching petal for his bass. Miroku found a note in his room from his mother. He picked it up and began to read "miroku your father and I are going to Texas" he threw the paper out the door. In a burst of anger he punched a hole in the wall, he fell to knees crying. Inuyasha picked up the note he read it. He looked at miroku he knew how he felt. "What will I do now?" Miroku asked Inuyasha "You can live at place" he said helping him up "you mean that?" Miroku replied "yes but you have to pay half of the rent" he said trying to hide his soft side "wow thanks man you a pal" miroku said "don't you start kissing my ass or I'll eat my cereal from you skull got it" Inuyasha yelled "sure you will" Miroku said smiling "I'll do now get your shit so we can go, meet you outside" he walked off, Miroku grabbed his glasses with the pedal he went to the living room. He put on his glasses then put the pedal in his duffel bag. Before he stepped out the door miroku grabbed a cigarette for his pocket along with a Zippo lighter. Miroku lit the cigarette and walked outside holding his stuff. Miroku knew from the moment he met inuyasha their life were going to change.
{my first drama hoped you liked. For those who are fan of sango she'll be in later chapters. If you have any request for song either e-mail to me at or put the song title on you review. Also I don't know the drinking age in Japan if some one can tell me. Next chapter enter shippo the fox of the drums, read and review}