4.30.03
Disclaimer: I don't own Inu Yasha or any of it's characters, or American Idol. If I did I would not be writing a fan fic.
Author's Note: Sorry to my fans of my other Inu Yasha fic, but I wanted to do something light, airy and fun, and I had this great Idea. This fic is purely humour, no romance involved. At all. Period. Okay, there might be a little (most likely not Inu/Kag, Mir/San, or any other likely couples), but I'm not revealing anything because I don't have anything planned. I'm just going to write and have fun with this.
Chapter 1: Tokyo Auditions.
Kagome Higurashi settled back into her sleeping bag. It was going to be a long night, but it was all worth it to try out for Japanese Idol tomorrow. There were tons of people in front of her, but more behind her. It wasn't even the day of the auditions yet and people were lining up by the hundreds!
She had heard of the popularity of 'American Idol' in the States, and had thought it would be great if she could get her talent recognized, not to mention a 150,000,000 yen recording contract! [Which equals $1,261,485.40. Closest to $1,000,000 I could be bothered to get.] But there were so many people here, it would be a fantasy to think about getting into the top 10, not even winning!
--
When she woke up the next morning, all she could think about was getting inside. It was the middle of winter, how could they be so inconsiderate? She was freezing out here, not even sure she would get a number to go inside, for heaven's sakes! But just then the host, Rintaro Sawamura, came by handing out numbers.
He looked at Kagome. "You have a pretty face. Hopefully you have talent, because I can't give these cards to just anyone." He handed her a number card. What ignorance! Kagome thought. She had half a mind to make him turn around and slap him in HIS face with that card, but she didn't want to risk getting kicked out.
An unfortunate boy, a little older than Kagome, who hadn't gotten a card, walked up to her. "Please," he begged her, "My name is Toshiyuki Fujiwara, remember it because I'll be famous someday, if you please give me your number. I'll give you anything for it! 100,000 yen! What do you say?"
"I say no! I really want this chance too!" She had never been that rude in her life, but the cold was freezing the polite part of her brain. The man looked sad and at the same time angry, but luckily the doors to the audition building opened and Kagome hurried inside.
All of the other people with numbers sat in a large room, plenty of chairs for almost everyone. Kagome wasn't almost everyone, and had to stand while she called her family to tell them she got in. "Hello, Higurashi residence!"
"Mom! It's me!"
"Oh, Kagome, I'll put you on speakerphone!" [Do they have speakerphone in Japan? Ah, well.] "Kagome is on the phone! Come here," Kagome heard her mother calling.
"Mom! Grandpa! Souta! I got a number, now I'm waiting to be judged!" She could hear her family cheering for her. Then she heard something not on the phone: "Will all the contenders please come to the center of the room?" It was Rintaro. "I have to go, I'm really sorry! I'll call back after I've been judged! Wish me luck!"
"GOOD LUCK!" Everyone yelled back. "BYE KAGOME!" She said goodbye, and hung up smiling. Then she walked to the center of the large room, where everyone was already gathered.
"I know you all want to get to the real judging immediately, but the judges have many cities to be in, so you'll go through a smaller talent screening first. We want to know if you're really good enough or...um...yeah..." Rintaro trailed off. Kagome knew he was about to say 'bad enough,' she had heard how the show in the States had made fun of the ones who were really bad.
They were led into a small black room a few at a time. They sang their song one by one, and they were told if they were going back home or facing the real judges. It broke Kagome's heart to see other people have their dreams broken, but she was told to stay. Oh wonderful, she thought, does this mean I'm good or awful?
After the smaller screening was done, it was time for the big-time. She waited for hours, watching others come out of the door either crushed or ecstatic. And finally, they called her number.
"Will number 1190747 please enter the judging room?" Kagome walked through the doors and found herself face-to-face with...
Now it's where you come in! Who should the judges be? For the Simon-type judge and the Randy-type judge, your choices are: Inu Yasha, Miroku, Sesshomaru, Naraku, Kouga, and Shippou. Hey, we can pretend he's older.
For the Paula-type judge, you can choose from: Sango, Kikyou, Kaede, Rin (We can pretend she's older too.), and Yura of the Hair. Yes, Yura of the Hair. Got a problem with her?
When you review, just put in your vote. So it would be something like,
Wow, you're story is so amazingly wonderfully awesome! I love it!
Simon: (your character of choice here)
Randy: (your character of choice here)
Paula: (you character of choice here)
YOU MAY NOT CHOOSE THE SAME CHARACTER FOR SIMON AND RANDY!!
That's it for now, please review! I'll love you forever! Cheers, Tegan-sama.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inu Yasha or any of it's characters, or American Idol. If I did I would not be writing a fan fic.
Author's Note: Sorry to my fans of my other Inu Yasha fic, but I wanted to do something light, airy and fun, and I had this great Idea. This fic is purely humour, no romance involved. At all. Period. Okay, there might be a little (most likely not Inu/Kag, Mir/San, or any other likely couples), but I'm not revealing anything because I don't have anything planned. I'm just going to write and have fun with this.
Chapter 1: Tokyo Auditions.
Kagome Higurashi settled back into her sleeping bag. It was going to be a long night, but it was all worth it to try out for Japanese Idol tomorrow. There were tons of people in front of her, but more behind her. It wasn't even the day of the auditions yet and people were lining up by the hundreds!
She had heard of the popularity of 'American Idol' in the States, and had thought it would be great if she could get her talent recognized, not to mention a 150,000,000 yen recording contract! [Which equals $1,261,485.40. Closest to $1,000,000 I could be bothered to get.] But there were so many people here, it would be a fantasy to think about getting into the top 10, not even winning!
--
When she woke up the next morning, all she could think about was getting inside. It was the middle of winter, how could they be so inconsiderate? She was freezing out here, not even sure she would get a number to go inside, for heaven's sakes! But just then the host, Rintaro Sawamura, came by handing out numbers.
He looked at Kagome. "You have a pretty face. Hopefully you have talent, because I can't give these cards to just anyone." He handed her a number card. What ignorance! Kagome thought. She had half a mind to make him turn around and slap him in HIS face with that card, but she didn't want to risk getting kicked out.
An unfortunate boy, a little older than Kagome, who hadn't gotten a card, walked up to her. "Please," he begged her, "My name is Toshiyuki Fujiwara, remember it because I'll be famous someday, if you please give me your number. I'll give you anything for it! 100,000 yen! What do you say?"
"I say no! I really want this chance too!" She had never been that rude in her life, but the cold was freezing the polite part of her brain. The man looked sad and at the same time angry, but luckily the doors to the audition building opened and Kagome hurried inside.
All of the other people with numbers sat in a large room, plenty of chairs for almost everyone. Kagome wasn't almost everyone, and had to stand while she called her family to tell them she got in. "Hello, Higurashi residence!"
"Mom! It's me!"
"Oh, Kagome, I'll put you on speakerphone!" [Do they have speakerphone in Japan? Ah, well.] "Kagome is on the phone! Come here," Kagome heard her mother calling.
"Mom! Grandpa! Souta! I got a number, now I'm waiting to be judged!" She could hear her family cheering for her. Then she heard something not on the phone: "Will all the contenders please come to the center of the room?" It was Rintaro. "I have to go, I'm really sorry! I'll call back after I've been judged! Wish me luck!"
"GOOD LUCK!" Everyone yelled back. "BYE KAGOME!" She said goodbye, and hung up smiling. Then she walked to the center of the large room, where everyone was already gathered.
"I know you all want to get to the real judging immediately, but the judges have many cities to be in, so you'll go through a smaller talent screening first. We want to know if you're really good enough or...um...yeah..." Rintaro trailed off. Kagome knew he was about to say 'bad enough,' she had heard how the show in the States had made fun of the ones who were really bad.
They were led into a small black room a few at a time. They sang their song one by one, and they were told if they were going back home or facing the real judges. It broke Kagome's heart to see other people have their dreams broken, but she was told to stay. Oh wonderful, she thought, does this mean I'm good or awful?
After the smaller screening was done, it was time for the big-time. She waited for hours, watching others come out of the door either crushed or ecstatic. And finally, they called her number.
"Will number 1190747 please enter the judging room?" Kagome walked through the doors and found herself face-to-face with...
Now it's where you come in! Who should the judges be? For the Simon-type judge and the Randy-type judge, your choices are: Inu Yasha, Miroku, Sesshomaru, Naraku, Kouga, and Shippou. Hey, we can pretend he's older.
For the Paula-type judge, you can choose from: Sango, Kikyou, Kaede, Rin (We can pretend she's older too.), and Yura of the Hair. Yes, Yura of the Hair. Got a problem with her?
When you review, just put in your vote. So it would be something like,
Wow, you're story is so amazingly wonderfully awesome! I love it!
Simon: (your character of choice here)
Randy: (your character of choice here)
Paula: (you character of choice here)
YOU MAY NOT CHOOSE THE SAME CHARACTER FOR SIMON AND RANDY!!
That's it for now, please review! I'll love you forever! Cheers, Tegan-sama.
