A young man with black hair tied back into a ponytail entered the room. He took a quick look around the room, surveying faces, before closing the door and walking straight past us into what seemed to be the kitchen. He closed the door behind him. Again.
"Nice to see you, too, Miroku," Sango muttered. Inuyasha grunted his response.
I looked from Inuyasha to Sango and the pointed towards the kitchen.
"Who…?" I asked, slightly nervous. Sango chuckled.
"That's Miroku, the last member of our band." She said. "He plays the bass,"
I nodded in agreement, and with one last slightly-sadistic look at the scowling so-called lead singer, I followed Sango into the living room and sat on one of the couches.
"We're so glad you could join our band," Sango smiled. "I'm sorry we aren't the most friendly group. You could say that we were really close to our old lead singer and are still grieving her painful goodbye,"
"That sounds like a song," I said. "Painful Goodbye,"
Sango looked at me with a sad smile on her face.
"It is a song," She said as she stood up. "I'll be right back,"
And then she walked out of the room, right as my oh-so-favorite band member walked in the room.
"What'd you say to her?" Inuyasha glared at me.
"I didn't say anything!" I glared back.
He sat down opposite of me.
"I just wanna make one thing clear." He snarled.
"What?" I asked forcefully. This guy got on my nerves.
"Kikyo was the only permanent lead singer this band will ever have. You can never replace her. No matter how much you smell like her or look like her, or even sound like her. You will never be Kikyo. So you shouldn't even try-"
"Inuyasha!" Sango shrieked, and pulled him up off the couch by his arm. She dragged him out of the room and shut the door in his face. "I'm so sorry!" She said to me, looking nervous and embarrassed.
"It's ok," I smiled. "I can kind of guess how you feel,"
"It's not easy for any of us, but I'll try to make it work." She continued. Then she held out a CD and a packet of lyrics.
"These are the songs Kikyo sung," I breathed and she nodded to me.
"Their yours now, no matter how much Inuyasha complains. Study and now them by next week, because our practice will start then," She stood and gestured for me to do the same.
"I'm sorry if I'm intruding," I said quickly, realizing I wasn't wanted. "I can-"
But she cut me off with the apologetic look in her eyes and suddenly I understood. We walked quietly to the door and I stepped outside into the sunlight.
And as the door closed behind me, again, I could hear the silent sobs of someone who had lost the most precious thing they loved.