Corporeal Expression
Chapter Two: An Offer from the Heavens.
"Um...am I dead?" Kagome peeked one eye open from her spot huddled on the ground. The red door of the Ferrari opened and a black leather clad leg came out, followed by a man in a black shirt and leopard print coat. He had long shaggy black hair and lard shades on. "I hope not. I'm not ready to be a murderer just yet." His voice was deep and rich that sent shiver's down Kagome's spine as she looked up. 'He's the driver?' she thought, astounded. The man swept his sunglasses off of his face and looked up at her. "Are you hurt?" Kagome was suddenly struck by the vision of his eyes. 'Golden eyes! He must be a demon!' She stared up at him taking in his gorgeous stature. 'Well, if you're gonna get hit by a car, I guess--!!' "Um, yeah...I'm fine, thanks." Kagome smiled widely rubbing the back of her head. 'You can run me down any time, Mister.' A stab of pain shot through her leg as she shifted position. "Ouch!" The man looked down at her worriedly. "What's wrong?" "I...must have twisted something when I fell." He lowered himself in front of her and touched her bare knee gently. "Is it your leg?" he asked as he leaned forward, whispering in her ear. "Does it hurt?" Heat rushed to Kagome's abdomen and she swallowed hard as her legs began to shake. "Here?" he asked softly. "U...um..." Kagome watched the back of his coat, wide-eyed and trembling as he slid his hand further up her thigh. His hand was soft and gentle as he moved his fingers against her smooth skin. 'No one has ever touched me there.' Her thoughts whirled wildly in her mind as she quivered. "Here?" he asked slowly sliding his hand over to her other leg. 'I feel dizzy.' She closed her eyes and whimpered softly as the man pulled back a bit, his lips inches from hers. "How about here?" he asked huskily as he dragged his hand up the inside of her thigh. 'He's just... touching...' Another moan gasped from her lips as she shivered at his touch. "Does this hurt?" His hand was inches away from her heat as she clenched her teeth, moaning at his caressing fingers. 'That voice...' Suddenly, he removed his hand and clasped her chin turning her flushed face to look at him. 'What's he doing to me...?' she thought vaguely. "You have to talk to me, little bird. How else can I tell," a soft smirk spread across his arrogant features and a soft noise that sounded like a laugh came from him. "If you are moaning from pain... or pleasure?" Kagome's face darkened considerably and she started stuttering. "Er, um, /b I mean, I'm not like that!" "Heh." The boy rocked back on his heels. "I think you're going to recover." He reached out and patted Kagome's head. "You're alright, little bird." He stood up and smiled at her. "And you're cute." A blush stained her cheeks that were finally starting to go back to their normal color. 'WHAT!?' she thought. "I'm running behind today, so I can't take you to the hospital," he said as he pulled something out of his coat pocket. "But if there's anything wrong, come see me here." He handed her a card hung on a rope. "I'll be around until day after tomorrow." 'All access pass?' she thought, studying the card. 'What's this?' She read the bottom of it quietly to herself. "Devilish two days at Tokyo Dome..." The boy turned around and a piece of paper blew against his leg. He looked down and picked the sheet up, his eyes flicking over it. He looked at the girl over his shoulder for a moment and then slipped the paper into his inner coat pocket. Kagome was still studying the pass in her hands like it was the study guide for her chemistry final when he got into his car and sped away. 'Is this like a backstage pass!?' She blinked and looked up. 'He must be in the music industry.' She looked back down at the card. 'Um...I didn't even catch his name... Maybe I should go?' Suddenly she gasped and looked around. "Wahhhh!!! Where are my lyrics?!"
Kagome's heart pounded in her chest as she walked down through the entrance and past the two guards. "I...I can't believe that actually worked." She blinked and looked down each hall. Deciding to follow the one where the music seemed to be coming from. "Oh, man. I'm never gonna find him here. It's too big."
i A girl turned to her friend where they stood in front of a wall of TV's. "I love how corporeal their lyrics are..."/i
'I knew I'd heard that name before...' Kagome thought as she moved down the hall. 'When am I ever going to get the chance to do something like this again? I own it to myself to stay.' She studied the pass again. 'I'll watch the show, maybe I'll learn something.' The strong rock music pounded through the stair well that she was making her way up, driving up her legs and into her chest. It was exciting her and making her anxious with every step she took closer to the top of the stairs. "I wish I knew more about rock music." She blinked as she neared the top. 'I can't imagine having 50,000 fans. Guitars erupted and girls were screaming as Kagome reached the top steps. The man Kagome had seen on the TV was on stage singing into a mic. "My hand finds the place where your curves meet... and my sweat drips down your back! I'm losing my mind as I'm learning your secrets... You're stealing my bones as I fade into black!" Kagome blushed and stared at the man, watching him run his hands up into his hair. He had on half a leather black sleeveless shirt, tight black leather pants, and an off the shoulders leather trench coat. 'Whoa... Oh... my. He's good." She stared at him as he looked out over at the audience seductively. 'But... it's more than his words...The way he moves, the flutter in his voice... it's all so...bestial.' He seemed to seduce the crowd with his voice as he sung. "Drowning in honey and your pungent perfume, Sweet explosion inside you. Your body's my tomb!" 'Seduction...' Kagome thought, losing herself in the music. 'Sounds on my skin, like fingers...searching out secret places...strong then soft, then stronger than before—it's so much to feel, I don't know what to do with it all--!' Kagome's eyes snapped open and she blushed looking down at her hands. 'Okay, wait. What is going on with me? Maybe I am a dirty little hussy!?' she thought, embarrassedly. "I better go ... before I do something embarrassing..." she muttered as she turned to head down the stairs. The girls in the crowd were cheering a screaming. "INU YASHA, INU YASHA, INU YASHA!!!" The famed Inu Yasha, the lead singer, stepped back up to the mic to look out at the crowd. "This is our last song of the night. 'From a Fallen Angel.'" Kagome froze and turned around as the music started and the music started trickling out dancing over the crowd and over to her. Inu Yasha picked up the mic and sun into it softly. "I'm more than a man and I don't fear falling. I've fallen further than your eyes can see, But something inside me, your body is calling I'm tumbling toward you like a doom prophecy." She stood, staring agape up at the stage. 'Those are...my lyrics!!' She thought quickly, she had lost her entry after the accident. But how did Devilish--!? 'That voice!' Kagome started walking quickly. 'I can't be sure from here but...' she pushed through the crowd of screaming girls. 'If that's him—' She grabbed the fencing at the front of the crowd and stared up at him. 'And he picked up my lyrics.' Inu Yasha opened his eyes. 'Is that him--?' She spotted the golden glint and gasped. 'That's him!!' Inu Yasha looked over and spotted Kagome as the music ended. He raced towards the front of the stage and pounced over the fence, landing in the crowd. He grabbed Kagome's chin and tilted her face to look up at him. "I missed you." He smirked looking at her as the girls in the crowd squealed, trying to touch him. Suddenly the lights all went out. 'I can't see anything!! It's so dark!!' Kagome thought, shielding her face. "No --Inu Yasha!!" the crowd cried. "Inu Yasha, come back!!" Someone grasped Kagome's hand and she was scooped up into someone's arms. She opened her mouth to scream, but a finger against her lips silenced her. "Y... You're..." Kagome started. Inu Yasha shook his head. "Shhhhhh..." He leapt up onto the runway and started walking towards the stage again. 'I can't believe this is happening. It's like a fantasy...' Kagome thought as Inu Yasha carried her towards the backstage area.
"Good show, guys." Inu Yasha said as he walked backstage. "Right back out for the encore," one of the staff said. Another angry looking staff member stormed up to Inu Yasha. "Inu Yasha!! I've asked you before not to jump into the crowd. It makes my job a lot harder!" The singer rolled his eyes and started tugging off his shirt. "What's the problem? I timed it with the dimming of the lights." Kagome sweat dropped as she looked at the Devilish Band members looking at her. She recognized them from the article she had started reading about them. The brown haired Hojo arched a brow at the girl. "So... this is Inu Yasha's girl...?" The one with the long hair stared at her, scratching his chin. His name was Kouga and he was one of the guitarists for the band. "She's just a kid." Miroku, the shaggy black haired guitarist with violet eyes was eyeing her as well. "Maybe he finally fell for one of his groupies?" The other band member, a boy with long red hair mostly tied back was just staring at the girl trying to figure out how she could have written those lyrics. He was the bass player, Shippou. Inu Yasha looked over at the group hounding Kagome while his make-up, hair and wardrobe ladies quickly worked him over. "Hey, be nice to my guest." He got a goofy grin and leapt behind her, wrapping his arms around her. "She's our future lyricist." "Huh-?" she asked, wide eyed and blushing. "Um... It's Inu Yasha, right...? I think there's been a mistake. I mean, I did write those lyrics, but I don't really know what I'm doing. I'm not good enough for—" Inu Yasha interrupted her and turned her around. "You don't like our song?" Kagome waved her hands. "No, I didn't mean it like that! I do like it! I just meant, why take lyrics from somebody like me?" Inu Yasha looked at her and pinned her against the wall. "Because I want to have you." Kagome's eyes widened and she stared up at him. The singer smacked himself mentally. "As Devilish's lyricist." Kagome stood there, her breath hitched in her throat. 'Me? I'm not ready—' One of the staff looked over at the guys. "We're ready for that encore." The boys turned to walk back on stage. "You can give me your answer after the show," Inu Yasha said as he turned back to face her. Miroku looked at her over his shoulder. "We know you can do it." Kagome blushed and lunged forward. "Wait!" She paused as they walked on stage. "Um..." 'I really can't! I'm not qualified to write lyrics who can sell out Tokyo Dome...there's no way. Is there?!' she thought with a goofy look on her face. 'If I say no, I'll never see Inu Yasha again... It's not like he asked me to write porno lyrics or anything. Maybe he knows better than I do? He's a professional, maybe he sees something in me to nurture...? If that's the case...I should at least try..." A card appeared in her line of sight. "Nice to meet you, I'm Inu Yasha Ookochi's personal manager, Onigumo Sasaki." The man looked at her. "Um, about that lyricist's position..." Kagome laughed slightly and rubbed the back of her neck, "Eh-heh-heh –" "Forget it." The girl blinked and looked up at him. "Look, kid, this is business, not a playground. Inu Yasha goes through women like popcorn, and I handle damage control. Right now, I'm keeping you from damaged." Kagome grit her teeth and stared up at the man, embarrassed. "Think, kid. You're not even a name. You offer nothing. Believe me, he wont take long to figure out that you're a liability." Inu Yasha's voice trickled backstage to brush Kagome's ears as she lowered her gaze. "Save yourself, kid...don't get involved with Inu Yasha," Onigumo continued. Kagome didn't say anything as she stood there fighting back tears. Onigumo smirked. "Run along." The girl complied and raced away as fast as she could. 'Of course, he's right. Why would a famous person like Inu Yasha want to hire a nobody like me?' Kagome pushed herself faster. 'He's toying with me.' She stood outside, looking around the milling crowd coming out of the dome. 'Leave it to me to fall for a star...' she thought, wiping a tear from her eye. 'Maybe it's better for stars to stay in the sky...'
Inu Yasha looked up from washing his face. "She left!?" Kouga looked over at him. "You came on too strong." Miroku clasped his hands together and smiled widely. "You gotta be gentle with the young ones, Inu Yasha." "All right. If that's the way she wants to play it," Inu Yasha said as he folded his arms over his chest. Air escaped both Kouga and Miroku as they sweat dropped. "Waah...."
"Um...am I dead?" Kagome peeked one eye open from her spot huddled on the ground. The red door of the Ferrari opened and a black leather clad leg came out, followed by a man in a black shirt and leopard print coat. He had long shaggy black hair and lard shades on. "I hope not. I'm not ready to be a murderer just yet." His voice was deep and rich that sent shiver's down Kagome's spine as she looked up. 'He's the driver?' she thought, astounded. The man swept his sunglasses off of his face and looked up at her. "Are you hurt?" Kagome was suddenly struck by the vision of his eyes. 'Golden eyes! He must be a demon!' She stared up at him taking in his gorgeous stature. 'Well, if you're gonna get hit by a car, I guess--!!' "Um, yeah...I'm fine, thanks." Kagome smiled widely rubbing the back of her head. 'You can run me down any time, Mister.' A stab of pain shot through her leg as she shifted position. "Ouch!" The man looked down at her worriedly. "What's wrong?" "I...must have twisted something when I fell." He lowered himself in front of her and touched her bare knee gently. "Is it your leg?" he asked as he leaned forward, whispering in her ear. "Does it hurt?" Heat rushed to Kagome's abdomen and she swallowed hard as her legs began to shake. "Here?" he asked softly. "U...um..." Kagome watched the back of his coat, wide-eyed and trembling as he slid his hand further up her thigh. His hand was soft and gentle as he moved his fingers against her smooth skin. 'No one has ever touched me there.' Her thoughts whirled wildly in her mind as she quivered. "Here?" he asked slowly sliding his hand over to her other leg. 'I feel dizzy.' She closed her eyes and whimpered softly as the man pulled back a bit, his lips inches from hers. "How about here?" he asked huskily as he dragged his hand up the inside of her thigh. 'He's just... touching...' Another moan gasped from her lips as she shivered at his touch. "Does this hurt?" His hand was inches away from her heat as she clenched her teeth, moaning at his caressing fingers. 'That voice...' Suddenly, he removed his hand and clasped her chin turning her flushed face to look at him. 'What's he doing to me...?' she thought vaguely. "You have to talk to me, little bird. How else can I tell," a soft smirk spread across his arrogant features and a soft noise that sounded like a laugh came from him. "If you are moaning from pain... or pleasure?" Kagome's face darkened considerably and she started stuttering. "Er, um, /b I mean, I'm not like that!" "Heh." The boy rocked back on his heels. "I think you're going to recover." He reached out and patted Kagome's head. "You're alright, little bird." He stood up and smiled at her. "And you're cute." A blush stained her cheeks that were finally starting to go back to their normal color. 'WHAT!?' she thought. "I'm running behind today, so I can't take you to the hospital," he said as he pulled something out of his coat pocket. "But if there's anything wrong, come see me here." He handed her a card hung on a rope. "I'll be around until day after tomorrow." 'All access pass?' she thought, studying the card. 'What's this?' She read the bottom of it quietly to herself. "Devilish two days at Tokyo Dome..." The boy turned around and a piece of paper blew against his leg. He looked down and picked the sheet up, his eyes flicking over it. He looked at the girl over his shoulder for a moment and then slipped the paper into his inner coat pocket. Kagome was still studying the pass in her hands like it was the study guide for her chemistry final when he got into his car and sped away. 'Is this like a backstage pass!?' She blinked and looked up. 'He must be in the music industry.' She looked back down at the card. 'Um...I didn't even catch his name... Maybe I should go?' Suddenly she gasped and looked around. "Wahhhh!!! Where are my lyrics?!"
Kagome's heart pounded in her chest as she walked down through the entrance and past the two guards. "I...I can't believe that actually worked." She blinked and looked down each hall. Deciding to follow the one where the music seemed to be coming from. "Oh, man. I'm never gonna find him here. It's too big."
i A girl turned to her friend where they stood in front of a wall of TV's. "I love how corporeal their lyrics are..."/i
'I knew I'd heard that name before...' Kagome thought as she moved down the hall. 'When am I ever going to get the chance to do something like this again? I own it to myself to stay.' She studied the pass again. 'I'll watch the show, maybe I'll learn something.' The strong rock music pounded through the stair well that she was making her way up, driving up her legs and into her chest. It was exciting her and making her anxious with every step she took closer to the top of the stairs. "I wish I knew more about rock music." She blinked as she neared the top. 'I can't imagine having 50,000 fans. Guitars erupted and girls were screaming as Kagome reached the top steps. The man Kagome had seen on the TV was on stage singing into a mic. "My hand finds the place where your curves meet... and my sweat drips down your back! I'm losing my mind as I'm learning your secrets... You're stealing my bones as I fade into black!" Kagome blushed and stared at the man, watching him run his hands up into his hair. He had on half a leather black sleeveless shirt, tight black leather pants, and an off the shoulders leather trench coat. 'Whoa... Oh... my. He's good." She stared at him as he looked out over at the audience seductively. 'But... it's more than his words...The way he moves, the flutter in his voice... it's all so...bestial.' He seemed to seduce the crowd with his voice as he sung. "Drowning in honey and your pungent perfume, Sweet explosion inside you. Your body's my tomb!" 'Seduction...' Kagome thought, losing herself in the music. 'Sounds on my skin, like fingers...searching out secret places...strong then soft, then stronger than before—it's so much to feel, I don't know what to do with it all--!' Kagome's eyes snapped open and she blushed looking down at her hands. 'Okay, wait. What is going on with me? Maybe I am a dirty little hussy!?' she thought, embarrassedly. "I better go ... before I do something embarrassing..." she muttered as she turned to head down the stairs. The girls in the crowd were cheering a screaming. "INU YASHA, INU YASHA, INU YASHA!!!" The famed Inu Yasha, the lead singer, stepped back up to the mic to look out at the crowd. "This is our last song of the night. 'From a Fallen Angel.'" Kagome froze and turned around as the music started and the music started trickling out dancing over the crowd and over to her. Inu Yasha picked up the mic and sun into it softly. "I'm more than a man and I don't fear falling. I've fallen further than your eyes can see, But something inside me, your body is calling I'm tumbling toward you like a doom prophecy." She stood, staring agape up at the stage. 'Those are...my lyrics!!' She thought quickly, she had lost her entry after the accident. But how did Devilish--!? 'That voice!' Kagome started walking quickly. 'I can't be sure from here but...' she pushed through the crowd of screaming girls. 'If that's him—' She grabbed the fencing at the front of the crowd and stared up at him. 'And he picked up my lyrics.' Inu Yasha opened his eyes. 'Is that him--?' She spotted the golden glint and gasped. 'That's him!!' Inu Yasha looked over and spotted Kagome as the music ended. He raced towards the front of the stage and pounced over the fence, landing in the crowd. He grabbed Kagome's chin and tilted her face to look up at him. "I missed you." He smirked looking at her as the girls in the crowd squealed, trying to touch him. Suddenly the lights all went out. 'I can't see anything!! It's so dark!!' Kagome thought, shielding her face. "No --Inu Yasha!!" the crowd cried. "Inu Yasha, come back!!" Someone grasped Kagome's hand and she was scooped up into someone's arms. She opened her mouth to scream, but a finger against her lips silenced her. "Y... You're..." Kagome started. Inu Yasha shook his head. "Shhhhhh..." He leapt up onto the runway and started walking towards the stage again. 'I can't believe this is happening. It's like a fantasy...' Kagome thought as Inu Yasha carried her towards the backstage area.
"Good show, guys." Inu Yasha said as he walked backstage. "Right back out for the encore," one of the staff said. Another angry looking staff member stormed up to Inu Yasha. "Inu Yasha!! I've asked you before not to jump into the crowd. It makes my job a lot harder!" The singer rolled his eyes and started tugging off his shirt. "What's the problem? I timed it with the dimming of the lights." Kagome sweat dropped as she looked at the Devilish Band members looking at her. She recognized them from the article she had started reading about them. The brown haired Hojo arched a brow at the girl. "So... this is Inu Yasha's girl...?" The one with the long hair stared at her, scratching his chin. His name was Kouga and he was one of the guitarists for the band. "She's just a kid." Miroku, the shaggy black haired guitarist with violet eyes was eyeing her as well. "Maybe he finally fell for one of his groupies?" The other band member, a boy with long red hair mostly tied back was just staring at the girl trying to figure out how she could have written those lyrics. He was the bass player, Shippou. Inu Yasha looked over at the group hounding Kagome while his make-up, hair and wardrobe ladies quickly worked him over. "Hey, be nice to my guest." He got a goofy grin and leapt behind her, wrapping his arms around her. "She's our future lyricist." "Huh-?" she asked, wide eyed and blushing. "Um... It's Inu Yasha, right...? I think there's been a mistake. I mean, I did write those lyrics, but I don't really know what I'm doing. I'm not good enough for—" Inu Yasha interrupted her and turned her around. "You don't like our song?" Kagome waved her hands. "No, I didn't mean it like that! I do like it! I just meant, why take lyrics from somebody like me?" Inu Yasha looked at her and pinned her against the wall. "Because I want to have you." Kagome's eyes widened and she stared up at him. The singer smacked himself mentally. "As Devilish's lyricist." Kagome stood there, her breath hitched in her throat. 'Me? I'm not ready—' One of the staff looked over at the guys. "We're ready for that encore." The boys turned to walk back on stage. "You can give me your answer after the show," Inu Yasha said as he turned back to face her. Miroku looked at her over his shoulder. "We know you can do it." Kagome blushed and lunged forward. "Wait!" She paused as they walked on stage. "Um..." 'I really can't! I'm not qualified to write lyrics who can sell out Tokyo Dome...there's no way. Is there?!' she thought with a goofy look on her face. 'If I say no, I'll never see Inu Yasha again... It's not like he asked me to write porno lyrics or anything. Maybe he knows better than I do? He's a professional, maybe he sees something in me to nurture...? If that's the case...I should at least try..." A card appeared in her line of sight. "Nice to meet you, I'm Inu Yasha Ookochi's personal manager, Onigumo Sasaki." The man looked at her. "Um, about that lyricist's position..." Kagome laughed slightly and rubbed the back of her neck, "Eh-heh-heh –" "Forget it." The girl blinked and looked up at him. "Look, kid, this is business, not a playground. Inu Yasha goes through women like popcorn, and I handle damage control. Right now, I'm keeping you from damaged." Kagome grit her teeth and stared up at the man, embarrassed. "Think, kid. You're not even a name. You offer nothing. Believe me, he wont take long to figure out that you're a liability." Inu Yasha's voice trickled backstage to brush Kagome's ears as she lowered her gaze. "Save yourself, kid...don't get involved with Inu Yasha," Onigumo continued. Kagome didn't say anything as she stood there fighting back tears. Onigumo smirked. "Run along." The girl complied and raced away as fast as she could. 'Of course, he's right. Why would a famous person like Inu Yasha want to hire a nobody like me?' Kagome pushed herself faster. 'He's toying with me.' She stood outside, looking around the milling crowd coming out of the dome. 'Leave it to me to fall for a star...' she thought, wiping a tear from her eye. 'Maybe it's better for stars to stay in the sky...'
Inu Yasha looked up from washing his face. "She left!?" Kouga looked over at him. "You came on too strong." Miroku clasped his hands together and smiled widely. "You gotta be gentle with the young ones, Inu Yasha." "All right. If that's the way she wants to play it," Inu Yasha said as he folded his arms over his chest. Air escaped both Kouga and Miroku as they sweat dropped. "Waah...."