AN: Again, due to this story getting removed I edited this chapter and I'm putting it back up.

Disclaimer: I still don't own Inu and the gang, or Midnight's Crashing by Your Favorite Enemies.

Chapter 4: Midnight's Crashing

~KAGOME~

Sango's place was not what I expected. She had the entire top floor of a building. The entire floor. I couldn't believe it when she showed me the building, and even less when she told me she had the whole top floor to herself. In the last couple years I'd barely had my own bed.

"Sango, I can't believe you live here!" I walked around, admiring everything. Her dark blue couch, the 75 inch flat screen, her wall of movies. The bookcase on the opposite side caught my attention before she spoke.

"Believe it. And you can crash here if you want. I know you probably don't have an awesome place like this and it's kinda big, so if you want, you can have half of this." I could only stare at her. She knew me for a day and she was already telling me that I could move in. It wasn't a dream, was it?

"You've known me for like…14 hours? And you want me to move in?"

"Yeah, why not?" I couldn't argue with that logic. then again I couldn't really say anything. I pinched myself to make sure I was awake and then said the first thing that came to my head.

"Alright." Looks like it didn't take long for my brain to know what it wanted. I wasn't going to argue with it.

"Cool, we'll get your stuff after tomorrows gig." I nodded at her, taking a look around once again. Things like this just don't happen in real life..

"If you want, there are guitars and basses and such in that room with the dark red door. And in the one with a blue door there are sheets of music and such for composing. If you get inspiration go ahead and play, write, then bring it to the group and we'll see what we can do."

"It's that simple?" I still stood where I had been when she asked me to move in, but I had to turn around to talk to her.

"What do you mean?" she went over to the couch and sat, undoing her hair and belt.

"Like, I write a song, and the band works on it, and it's in?"

"Yup." I stared at her for the millionth time today. Was it really happening? Maybe it was a dream. I made my feet move to where she told me the instruments were and took a breath.

"This is going to be strange for a while." I opened the door and took out a guitar, trying to think of one of the songs I had started back in the house Koga had been paying the rent on.

"Hey, if I give you some chords, think you can play along?"

"Duh. Lemme get my bass." She headed into the room and took out a purple and blue bass. After giving her a few chords I figured it could work.

"Okay, let's try this.." I started playing. The song had been something fun to compose. Sango was able to pick up and play along with me.

It was strange playing this song here, with Sango, when it was written by Koga and me so long ago.

I looked up at Sango as I sang, she seemed to be really listening as if she could relate or something. I didn't read much into it. She'd told me what she wanted me to know. As we played my mind went to my past. I didn't want to remember anything from before I ran away. Koga had helped me get away and I never was able to really think him. I didn't really notice that we had finished until my hands stopped strumming.

"Wow Kags, you have some voice. Maybe you should do the singing,"

"What?" She laughed softly. I didn't really believe her.

"Like back-up. I do it, but you beat my voice."

"Seriously?" She nodded and put her bass away. I had never thought of it. I did like to sing but I just never had a chance to do it in school or at home. I didn't really want to sing at home.

"I'm taking a shower and going to be. Night."

AN: There we go, chapter 4 done. Kinda hard to go back and change a story when you changed how you write and get a little disgusted with how it ended up...