Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
Summery: Kagome lives in a home that is slowly killing her. She waits for the day she will be free. Can a mysterious boy help her escape from her life and show her a better place?
LLPeepz13: They're all human in this story.
Chapter Thirteen: Audition
"Have you thought about our offer?"
No. Not since last night. I remembered telling myself to try. I felt Inuyasha's hot breath against my skin and I sighed. It felt so nice to be wanted, needed. I closed my eyes and leaned back against Inuyasha. It all happened fast. I hardly knew Inuyasha. But I felt like I knew him for years. Being with him seemed right.
"Yeah, I'll give it a shot." I said, reluctantly standing up and out of Inuyasha's grasp. I walked over to the band, swallowing my gum.
"Okay. We need to do a test run. Like an audition." Kouga said. Miroku leaned in close to me.
"Every new member needs to audition but don't worry, our expectations aren't very high." Miroku said.
"Alright." I said. "Do I get to pick the song I sing?"
"Sure, so long as we can play it." Kouga said. Sesshomaru gave a light smirk. Miroku nodded knowingly. I turned to Inuyasha, who was standing behind me then.
"Are you going to play?" I asked.
"Do you want me to play?" Inuyasha countered.
"It'd be nice." I smiled. Inuyasha smiled too and picked up his guitar.
"Then I will."
The other three band members rolled their eyes. I turned away from the band, taking a deep breath, thinking of a song. A million bands ran through my head but one stood out. Flyleaf. Another American band. (A/N: Shut the fuck up, I'm American. I know not one Japanese band.)
"Do you know Red Sam by Flyleaf?" I asked. Only Inuyasha and Kouga nodded.
"Follow my lead." Inuyasha told Miroku and Sesshomaru. I turned back to the microphone as Inuyasha began to pick out the song on his guitar, Kouga providing percussion. I placed my hand on top of the microphone.
"Here I stand, empty hands."
Wishing my wrists were bleeding.
To stop the pain from the beatings.
There you stood.
Holding me.
Waiting for me to notice you."
I paused to take a breath, listening to the music. Sesshomaru and Miroku gradually began to come in.
"But who are you?
You are the truth."
Out screaming these lies.
You are the truth
Saving my life.
I let the music run through me, becoming lost. I tilted my head back, removing the microphone from the stands grip. I turned slowly toward the band, more to Inuyasha. I took a step towards him. He looked up, a fire deep in his eyes, his fingers moving on their own over the neck of the guitar.
"The warmth of your embrace
Melts my frostbitten spirit.
You speak the truth and I hear it.
The words are 'I love you
And I have to believe in you.'"
I moved closer to him, singing to him. The fire in his eyes grew. That look awoke my own inner passion and I tried my best to match his look.
"But who are you?
You are the truth.
Out screaming these lies.
You are the truth
Saving my life.
My hands are open.
And you are filling them.
Hands in the air.
In the air, in the air, in the air."
I moved closer to him, using one hands to drag my finger down his arm. Holding the microphone in my other hand, I gazed back at him.
"And I worship.
And I worship.
And I worship.
And I worship."
I moved through the chorus one last time, maintaining eye contact with Inuyasha. I heard a low growl from him, or maybe that was just my imagination. The music died away and Kouga stood up, tossing his drumsticks in the air. They fell behind him clanging. I looked over at him.
He was smiling. "Oh my god, you're hired!"
R&R. Sorry it's short.
DBDOC
