Chapter 12

Past

A/N: So I was M.I.A because of my laptop finally giving out on me for good. Had to wait to buy a new one and yada yada. :D Apologies for dropping off the face of the earth and taking so long to update. I wanted to get back into the flow of writing and even though I feel like an alien I hope you guys like this below. Enjoy.

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Miroku burst out laughing, soon to be followed by Kouga as they leaned on each other for support from there hysteria.

"Dude, I knew you were crazy," Kouga gasped out. "But Yasha?"

"Kaggie?" Miroku continued, both of them shaking their heads at Souta. "There is no way Yasha would allow that to happen!"

"Yeah," Kouga nodded in agreement. "He's too 'perfect' to allow such a lapse."

Nodding frantically as well, Miroku jerked a thump in Inuyasha's direction. "At the end of the day, she's just like a sister." Turning from his too stoic friend, Miroku shifted his gaze to Inuyasha. "Tell him Ya….sha." With the guilty look on the lead singer's face, Miroku hitched a pause.

"It's the truth isn't it?" Souta asked, is voice calm and even, though his eyes narrowed angrily. "You kissed my sister." He accused.

Miroku's smile fell from his lips as he saw the way Inuyasha's gaze shift from Souta's own, shrugging off Kouga's arm from his shoulders. "Woah…" He shouted. "Hold a minute and re-fucking-wind!" He shouted, taking a sudden step towards Inuyasha. "You….The bane…?" At a loss of coherent words, Miroku huffed. "Woah." He repeated.

Catching on quickly, Kouga still held a shit eating grin on his face, looking from one friend to the other. "Epic." He breathed, his eyes blazing with enthusiasm. "Fucking. Epic." His enunciation of each word seemed to echo hauntingly around the bandmates.

"Are you idiots done now?" Inuyasha asked, his anger lashing out of nowhere. "We have five minutes left before show time." Ignoring the shit eating grin from Kouga, the shocked look on Miroku – and most importantly – the disappointment on his best friend's face, Inuyasha moved to his ride robotically.

"You didn't deny it." Souta mumbled, his brows furrowing in confusion. "I knew something was going on between you guys." He shook his head, torn between wanting to beat the fuck out of his friend and to simply walk away to beat the shit out of him after he spoke with his sister. He knew that his friend liked his sister more than what the world garnered as platonic – but foolish of him to be at ease and think Inuyasha would never act on it.

"Nothing's going on between sweet pea and I!" Inuyasha hotly shouted, shocked that Souta would think him to do something like that. He would never go behind Souta's back and be with Kaggie in secret! He had too much respect for both of them to shit on their trust just for his out fucked up pleasure.

"So she was just like the other sluts eh?" Souta taunted. "You just had to get a taste of her…to taint her with your disgusting ways."

Hurt washed over him, the evidence shining brightly in his gaze as he looked up at Souta in shock. "You know I would never do that to her." Shaking his head in disappointment, he returned his gaze back to his guitar. "I would never do anything to hurt sweet pea and you fucking know that." He gritted out, his fist balling at his side.

"Do I?" Souta shouted, walking closer to Inuyasha.

Instantly, Miroku and Kouga stepped back, but their posture were posed in such a way that if they needed to intervene – they'd do just that.

Feeling backed into a corner, and amazed that Souta was acting as if he was this big man-whore to fuck with his sister's heart, Inuyasha rested his guitar lightly on the bed of his truck, he fingers dancing ghostly over strings. "I thought you knew me."

"I do," Souta quipped in, his arms folded tightly across his chest. "You've been fucking Kikyou most of your life. Never had a real relationship or cared for anyone beyond fooling around. Girls come and go, and you clearly tell them when their expirations dates arrives." He listed breezily. "Why you're Inu-fucking-Yasha. Lead singer of the best band in our age group for miles. The player with a killer smile and equally killer voice." Flashing back to his stupid sister curled up on the couch, puffy eyes and defeated countenance, Souta couldn't figure out who he should be madder at.

Inuyasha nodded his head slowly. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't hurt by what Souta described him to be. Of all the people who should understand him, he thought it to be Souta. Yes he hooked up with Kikyou – she was the most constant girl in his bed – granted that he's had many girls come and go, but his heart just never allowed him to open up. Souta often asked him why he settled for so little when his life could be more meaningful if he'd just give a real relationship a chance. But after the divorce of his parents, the two people whose love he thought was the strongest and could conquer all – he didn't see what the point was to invest in something that could indefinitely end. What Souta didn't know was that lately he'd been feeling the urge to give it a try, but the girl he wanted the most was off limit indefinitely. Even though he'd eased off from the head count of girls in his bed over the last few days, he'd still been drawn to Kikyou for a reason he hated himself for. He'd settled for something fake, lying to himself and living just fine – until her blazing lips connected with his lips that he had no idea was dead until her flame brought him back to life.

Inuyasha clucked his tongue. "You forgot the part about me fooling around with your sister." He knew he shouldn't have said that. The moment the words left his mouth, he felt like vomiting up the bad taste it left in his mouth. But the look of shock, hatred and anger coating Souta's visage sent a slight wave of satisfaction through him, and he smirked.

"You little piece of –…" Fist already raised, Souta took aim at Inuyasha, connecting loudly with his jaw.

The pain stung him, freezing him in place as warmth trickled from his lips. Not giving Souta another freebie, he felt his out hand uncurling before curling back into a tight fist, his eyes flashing darkly. He turned quickly, his arm swinging to punch Souta in the face, sucker punching him in the eye.

Everything happened so quickly. Inuyasha was pushed to the ground, having the air knocked out of him as Souta rushed him in the middle, both of them plummeting to the ground, their fists throwing blind punches. Their grunts echoed loudly drawing an audience around them as Inuyasha successfully topped his friend, his eyes lit with anger as he punched him, throwing curses and insults at him.

Face screwed up in a scowl, Souta got in his few punches, throwing off Inuyasha who was hauled away within that instance. He took the distance with gratitude, using his leg to land a kick in Inuyasha's stomach.

"You fucking shit!" Knocking the hands off of him, Inuyasha scrambled on all fours over to Souta, grabbing him by his shirt and pulling in towards another hard blow – this one directed at his nose just before both Miroku and Kouga dragged him away.

Inuyasha let them take him because he knew he'd beat the shit to near death if they let him have his way with him. For Souta to act that way, to throw accusations like that and diss him as if he would actually hurt Kagome made him literally want to fuck him up. "Fuck you, Souta." He spat, dragging the back of his hand across his bruised, bloodied lips. "Fuck. You!"

"We're through!" Souta hissed from his position on the ground. "That stupid bitch," He grumbled to himself, already preparing to bleed her ear off when he reached home.

Inuyasha saw red. He shook off the hold on him, rushing towards Souta. How dare he refer to Kagome as such? Even if he was angry, appalled that his sister would do anything with the man-whore, Souta had no right to call Kagome out of her name. Before he could reach him and knock some sense into his stupid friend, Inuyasha was halted. Kouga held him around his neck, while Miroku had sprinted forward, blocking him from Souta as he pressed his hands firmly on his chest.

"Don't Inu…"

"She is not a bitch," He yelled at Souta, craning his neck to glare over Miroku's friend. "If anyone is a bitch around here – it's you!" He spat.

"Anyone dumb enough to fall into your trap –…"

"She didn't fall into any fucking trap!" He screamed, his patience running thin. "You know she likes me – You all know that!" He started.

"So you took advantage of that?" By now Souta was standing, dusting off his clothes as he gingerly touched his nose with his free hand. "Because she has some stupid, blind crush on you – you chose to take advantage of that?!"

"I would never hurt sweet pea!" He argued. "You fucking know that!" Shrugging off Miroku's touch, he relaxed his frigid form, thankful that Kouga relaxed his hold in response. "I would never hurt someone I –…" Swallowing thickly, he shifting uncomfortably, his chest bursting with something…painful. "Fuck it."

Souta snorted, turning his back on Inuyasha.

Ignoring the loud murmurs and flashing of lights – no doubt pictures and videos already documenting this moment – Souta headed towards the fence.

"You betrayed me," He shouted. "I trusted you and you did that?!"

"I didn't do anything wrong!" Inuyasha didn't know why he was still trying to make amends. The thought of losing his best friend over something like this hurt more than the blows he'd been dealt. "I stopped it because I didn't want to ruin our friendship and because…Because…"

Souta was just a fading distance, and Inuyasha screamed in frustration.

"Let's just call it a night." Miroku whispered, still not fully registering what just went down.

"Duuuuuuuuude," Kouga started. "When did you start having feelings for Kaggie?"

Ever the blunt one, Kouga's eyes were open wide as he looked Inuyasha over slowly while Miroku simply scolded at his air-headed from.

"Drop it," Inuyasha mumbled, ignoring the group around them as he pushed up the lip of his truck, thankful that the band's equipment were usually set up on the bed of his truck. He hopped into his ride, never once looking up at the ground. "I'm out."

Before anyone could reply, his engine roared to life, and then he was gone.

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Kagome groaned loudly in protest when the warmth of her comforter was drawn from her body. "Get up honey," An angelic voice called out firmly, moving towards her curtains to allow the sun's ray to filter in. "You're gonna be late for school."

Groaning once more, Kagome moved a pillow over her head, curling up into a ball. "Five more minutes mom," She grumbled, willing the disruption to go away.

"Up, up, up." Her mother shouted, clapping her hands repeatedly. "Souta's already left for class," She revealed. "He woke up before all of us – even though he came in late." Kagome noted the amazement in her mother's voice and she suppressed the urge to gag. Just because her idiotic brother usually slept like the dead after a performance, and refuse to wake up earlier than five minutes before his class, didn't mean he deserve appraisal for getting up extra early for once!

"Mooooooom," She whined loudly, wondering if she should add some water works to get her off her back. Summer was literally two weeks away, and school was now a hang out spot! So what if she got in late or decided to…sleep in?! "I need my sleep!" Her eyes screwed shut, she hugged her knees to her chest, yawning loudly before settling back into a comfortable spot.

"Kagome Higurashi!" Her mother screamed, making her cringed. "Get your butt up and ready for school." Hearing her mother's retreating footstep, she jumped when her bedroom door slammed shut. "NOW." Came the muffled demand.

Rolling her eyes as she threw herself into a sitting position, she moved her head left to right mockingly, mumbling squeaking noises as she mocked her mother's order. "As if having one late or absent on my report is gonna kill me." She huffed, stretching her limbs and releasing a loud yawn that turned into a frustrated scream. "Kill me now!" She just didn't feel like leaving the protection of her bed for some reason. And not even questioning why she preferred to snuggle up with a book under her covers than go out and hang around the school mindlessly with her friends, she glared at the door at her mother for denying her feelings.

With a defeated sigh, Kagome leaned over to grab her cellphone. Before she could even glimpse the time, she saw a missed call sign and a message letter above her phone. Sliding her hands from the top to drag down the notification, she gasped at the number of missed calls and messages she had – noting that her phone had been switched to vibrate.

"What the –…"

She had over thirty missed calls, most of them from Eri and the others from simple acquaintances – people's number who mostly took up space on her phone's memory. Switching over to the messages, she opened the first one by Eri, her brows furrowing in confusion.

-Why the hell aren't you answering your damn phone?!

"Because I was sleeping biatch," She grinned to herself, moving towards the next one.

-You would not believe what just went down!

Now her interest was definitely piqued.

-You're gonna make me text this juicy shit to you?! :{}

The next message was from Ayame.

-OMG – Is Souta okay?! ._.

She furrowed her brows at that. Souta was fine last she checked. The follow up was from Rin.

-Am I hearing correctly or did the band broke up? :O Please tell me it isn't true! :'(

By now Kagome was rubbing her head, trying to fight off the headache growing as she scanned through text messages from people she didn't even remember had her number. She stopped short of one from Joshua.

-Is something going on between you and that Inuyasha guy? O.o

After all the ignoring he threw at her, the first time contacting her he chose to ask her that? Besides why the hell would he ask such a question to begin with? No one ever suspected anything between them, other than him and the guys protecting her. She felt a wave of dread as she opened a photo of Inuyasha being held back by Kouga and Miroku, his face screwed up with anger as blood spill from his lips. The message attached to it simply stating 'hot brawl', made her roll her eyes in annoyance. She raised her middle finger at the screen. "Asshole!" She hissed, her insult directed at the person who sent her the message.

"Stupid Joshua." She added, wondering if he had some stupid delusion about something that obviously wasn't there. Glaring at the teddy Inuyasha had gotten her, she kicked it in frustration. "Idiot."

Kagome changed her phone from vibrate, jumping as her mother's voice shouted from downstairs. With a scowl at the door, she snatched up her bath towel, threw her phone down on her bed as she rushed to the shower to get ready before her mother came back up with a frying pan to whoop her ass into gear.

Five minutes later, and feeling squeaky clean and already dressed in a red denim three quarter jean with a black baby tee and matching black converse. Her hair was a wet tangled mess as she towel dried it, rushing towards her ringing phone. "Dammit," she cursed when it stopped ringing the moment she snatched it up. She checked to see who it was, noting that she'd missed a whopping ten calls since her short time in the shower.

"What the hell is going on?!" She screamed, desperate to get some answers.

As she snatched up her bag, feeling bitchy at the thought of her basically being the only one out of whatever the hell went down last night, she yanked her door open, coming face to face with Eri, Rin and Ayame.

"What the hell?!" They all screamed in union.

"Language ladies!"

"Sorry Mrs. H!" They sang out, their glared firmly planted on Kagome's shocked expression.

"Excuse me?" She gasped, stepping back to allow them entrance. "I'm not the one ringing off phones and filling it with messages!"

"That's because –…"

"Why didn't you –…"

"If you had answered in –…"

They rants became a jumbled shout and Kagome was sure she'd be spending the rest of the day nursing this raging headache.

"One at a time, dammit!" She groaned, her right hand buried in her damp hair. "Rin," She pointed on her fidgety friend. "Speak."

Rin's eyes turned to saucers and she fumbled on her words.

"Why does she have to start?" Ayame whined.

Kagome cut her eyes at her friend, not in the mood for more whining. She was sure if she just turned to her busy phone, she'd get her answer, but she needed to hear it fresh from their lips. If the news were as hot as she suspected, it was best dished out in person. Reading sucked in these cases.

"Inuyasha and Souta –…"

"Was fucking fighting!" Ayame rushed in, slapping her hands over her mouth when Rin glared at her, clearing annoyed at being shoved out of the spotlight.

"You bighead, loud mouth, stealing –…"

Kagome shook her head in confusion, her mind not fully registering what her friend had just spilled. Inuyasha? Souta? Fighting?! She could that hard to believe. Those two were like peanut butter and jelly, the bread and cheese. One cannot be without the other – it was just inhumanely wrong. She couldn't understand that – didn't believe it. If this was what had her phone blazing all night then someone really fucked up on the gossip. A misunderstanding this big cause for a few drinks (if she was legal) and some jokes.

"That's impossible." She laughed, her elbow resting on her hand that was folded at her side. She leaned her head on her palm, a bemused look directed at her friends. "Who's spreading a rumor like that?" She laughed. "We both know nothing can get between those jerks."

"Even you?" Eri hauntingly whispered, a smile teasing her lips.

"Especially me!" She hissed, her eyes narrowing at them. "Is this your way of throwing my being rejected in my face?" She gasped out, her body tensing up with anxiety.

"What?" Eri gasped. "Of course not."

"We would never, Kags!"

"I told you guys she wouldn't believe us."

"Then show her the video!" Eri hissed, stretching her hands out towards Ayame who was the only one who got the full video from one of her guy friends – the argument as clear as day and loud like a blaring siren. Eri was too caught up in the drama to even think about filming it. The shock at seeing the inseparable Inuyasha and Souta brawling like wild animals, only to find out the reason behind it by angry shouts froze her to the spot in shock and amazement.

Ayame handed her the phone after pulling up the video. Instantly a hush fell over them, and the howling wind echoed in the room followed closely by Inuyasha's voice.

"Fuck you Souta…." Kagome watched as Inuyasha spat the words, his hand wiping roughly at the blood pooling at his lips….

Dread fell over Kagome as she saw the focus move from Inuyasha to Souta – both of them throwing insults back and forth, fighting to connect their fist to the other. All the while the reason knitting together the more she watched.

"This is…"

Her friends nodded slowly, their unions of "Yea," dragging out as Kagome continued watching the reason for her phone turning into a hotspot. Anger took her over as she gripped the phone tightly, her vision blurred with tears.