Author's Notes: Here I am with another chapter. Fluff and plot this time! Sorry about that bonus I promised all of you. It might take longer than originally planned to get it out. My CD player's being a pain.

Anyway, I'd like to take a moment to address a couple of questions, comments, and suggestions I've seen in all your reviews.

First off, I'm not insulting Linkin Park. I'm not a big fan, but I do like a couple of their songs. I may think Linkin Park is a tad over-rated, but they aren't terrible. Remember, just because Koga likes it doesn't make it bad. It just means that he has slightly better taste than other conformists.

The same can be said for Nickelback. I actually like their album Silver Side Up or I wouldn't have bothered putting in Just For.

Also concerning Koga, the revenge he has planned is quite serious. He's in one of those states where you not only want to physically hurt someone, but you also want to destroy any shred of pride or dignity they had left.

Finally, the band will be back starting this chapter. Also, a couple scenarios I just really needed to get out of my system here, too. I think you'll find them pretty funny.

Let the Music Be Your Master

Chapter 11- When They Were Born, They Were Born To Be Wild

Inuyasha flopped back down into his seat laughing. Looking out the window as they passed, he watched the people go by staring at the car as if all the people in it were insane. Damn, that felt good. "Hey Miroku! Next song! We need a timeless classic!"

Miroku glanced back at Inuyasha and smirked before looking at the road again. "You're actually going to sing that one?" he asked amusedly.

"Why not?" If he was going to look like a dog his whole life, might as well have fun with it. At least, that's what Inuyasha figured as good old Warren Zevon came on.

I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand,
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain.
He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's,
For to get a big dish of beef chow mein.

Ahoo, werewolves of London! Ahoo!
Ahoo, werewolves of London! Ahoo!

If you hear him howling around your kitchen door,
Better not let him in.
Little old lady got mutilated late last night.
Werewolves of London again.

Ahoo, werewolves of London! Ahoo!
Ahoo, werewolves of London! Ahoo!

He's the hairy-handed gent who ran amuck in Kent.
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair.
You better stay away from him,
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim.
I'd like to meet his tailor.

Ahoo, werewolves of London! Ahoo!
Ahoo, werewolves of London! Ahoo!

Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen,
Doing the werewolves of London.
I saw Lon Chaney Jr. walking with the Queen,
Doing the werewolves of London.
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's.
His hair was perfect.

Ahoo, werewolves of London!
Draw blood.
Ahoo, werewolves of London!

Inuyasha saw Kagome giving him an odd, yet very amused look. "What?" he asked somewhat defensively.

Kagome just shook her head. "Nothing. Is there any place in particular we're going, or are we just going to keep cruising around making people think we're insane?"

"Actually, we do have something planned," Miroku said over his shoulder.

"We're going out to dinner at this new theme restaurant Naraku showed us," Shippo picked up. "At the far wall they have an old drive-in movie screen and they show really old and/or bad monster movies and stuff like that. They let you shout at the screen and everything!"

"It's called Cult Classics Theatre," Inuyasha finished. It really was a great place to eat, he just hoped the girls would like it, too.

"Sounds fun," Kagome said with a smile.

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Kagome wasn't quite sure what to expect. The restaurant turned out to be an old building with a red brick facade and the name on a big sign over the entrance with a monster's sillhouette on one side and the letters in that wierd font they always used in old movies that looked like dripping blood. The inside was a large dark room filled with tables with a small stage at the left wall and a movie screen at the far wall. On the right were a set of doors that Kagome realized lead to the kitchen since she saw waiters coming in and out of them.

Above the screen was a digital display that listed one-by-one in blocky red letters the movies that were showing tonight. It scrolled down and read "NEXT FEATURE: WEREWOLF. STARTING IN 5 MINUTES."

"Sweet!" Shippo chuckled. "We made it in time for the next feature. I saw this once. The people in that movie all have unplaceable accents, and it stars Martin Sheen's pretentious and much-less-talented brother."

Kagome and Sango sent each other skeptical looks while a waitress came up and brought them to their table. No sooner were they seated, however, than Kagome made out two familiar forms in the dim light. She not only made out those two forms, but also realized they themselves were making out. "Yura? Naraku?"

The two pulled apart as all their friends turned to look at them in surprise. "Well, surprise, surprise!" Shippo said. "Second date, Prince of Darkness? You two official now?"

Yura and Naraku looked at one another for a moment before smiling. "I guess we are," Naraku said and went right back to making out with Yura who then shifted herself into his lap.

"A match made in heaven," Kirara said flatly.

"More like purgatory," Miroku corrected. "I can't put concepts of paradise in the same sentence as those two."

The group's waitress returned a minute later with a set of menus. "Welcome to Cult Classics, what can I get you?"

Miroku went first. "I'll have the turkey club and a small Sprite."

Kirara was next. "Fish sandwich with fries and a glass of water."

Then Sango. "Just the salad."

Then Shippo. "Chicken fingers with honey mustard sauce and a small Citra."

Kagome came next. "Um... I'll have the grilled chicken sandwich with no mayo and a medium Coke."

And finally Inuyasha. "Barbecue bacon double cheeseburger with cheese fries and a large Vanilla Coke."

After their orders were taken the movie started. The title card came up and throughout the opening credits the theme music turned out to be some really fakey sounding American Indian chanting. "Jesus! This movie hasn't even started a plot and already it's falling apart," Inuyasha joked with his usual smirk plastered to his face.

Dinner arrived shortly and the movie continued to suck. Miroku and Shippo particularly enjoyed making fun of the woman whose accent seemed to change every other sentence.

"And the plot thinnens," Miroku said dryly as the villain drugged a security guard and gave him an injection to turn him into a werewolf.

"So far my favorite part of the movie was the groundskeeper/dictator-for-life Santa guy," Kirara said through a mouthful of her sandwich.

"Yeah, the movie should have had more of him," Shippo agreed.

Kagome found it amazing how good friends and being allowed to voice one's opinions as loudly as you wanted could make a movie this bad feel this enjoyable. As the security gaurd/werewolf bit the dust, she decided to try her hand at dissing the movie. "So what's the body count so far? One hospital guard, maybe, and the two least successful werewolves in all of history."

Inuyasha laughed beside her. "Yeah, you're right. Normally, I'd be scared of some horrible shapeshifting man-beast, but these little pusses I could just shove right over."

Kagome felt her heart skip a beat when Inuyasha smiled at her. How exactly did this happen? Ever since that night when he played Stairway to Heaven for her... correction, for her family, she'd began to think of him in entirely new ways.

Whatever these new feeling were, though, Kagome certainly wasn't complaining about having them. She always felt so safe around him. Whenever he smiled, she wanted to smile too. Even more so when she knew that she was the one who had made him happy. She just wanted to see him happy.

Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. Kagome realized right then and there that she might just be falling for Inuyasha. She sat dumbstruck for a minute before a soft smile touched her lips. Was this really a time to be worrying about this? She was happy here and now wasn't she? Enjoy the moment.

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The movie closed with a twist ending everybody saw coming and the end credits had more of the fakey chanting. Despite how terrible it was, Kagome was still having fun. She'd have to come here more often.

Suddenly, Inuyasha's ears twitched and he looked to his friends. "Hey guys! I got an idea, follow my lead." He then cleared his throat and started singing. "Catch the wind, see us spin, sail away, leave today, way up high, in the sky. And whoah, but the wind won't blow, you really shouldn't go, it only goes to show- Go!" He pointed to Miroku at the last word.

Miroku seemed confused for a second then smiled in understanding and picked up singing his own song. "I'll wear my sunglasses at night- Go!" This time he pointed to Shippo who had now caught on.

"Give it away, give it away, give it away, give it away now! Give it away, give it away, give it away, give it away now! Go!" He pointed to Inuyasha and the cycle started up again.

"Gypsies, trramps, and thieves. We heard it from the people in the town. Go!"

"Everybody wants to rule the world. Go!"

"And every single case in a year or two will be erased! Go!"

"I say goodbye to romance, yeah. Goodbye to friends. Go!"

"Cats in the cradle and the silver spoon. Little Boy Blue and the Man in the Moon. Go!"

"Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry? Go!"

"Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when moving through Kashmir. Go!"

"Tobes of Hades lit by flickering torchlight. The netherworld is gathered in the glare. Prince By-Tor takes the cavern to the north light. The sign of Eth is rising in the air. Go!"

"My heart calls out 'More, baby.' It feels so nice I want your arms to wrap around me twice." Shippo was rather noticeably smiling at Kirara when he sang that which resulted in the two once more creating a vacuum seal on their lips.

"Well there goes that," Inuyasha groaned. "Keh. It's a wonder they even gave each other time to eat."

"Oh relax, Inuyasha," Kirara teased as she and Shippo broke thier liplock. "You're just annoyed because Shippo's making out with a pretty girl and you're not." She winked at Shippo and looked back to Inuyasha. "You boys could always hold a little concert. Your band would be the perfect way to get laid."

Kirara seemed to realize what she had just said only seconds after she blurted it out. "They have a band?" Kagome asked. It really shouldn't have been too much of a shock, but still.

"Shippo!" Inuyasha barked. "When did you tell her?! I thought that-"

"He didn't!" Kirara interrupted, defending her boyfriend. "I figured it out for myself. There were tell-tale signs of you know where to look. I'm sorry I spilled about it."

"You guys have a band?" This time Sango was the one who asked the now rather pointless question.

Miroku sighed and Inuyasha growled. "We were planning to keep it a secret," the former answered. "We've been playing since last summer. Seven songs so far, but we haven't named ourselves yet. Once we do, we were going to make our debut in this very restaurant."

There was a tense silence for a moment. Kagome figured the guys didn't want their big secret to be spoiled so easily, though Shippo seemed as if he had already forgiven Kirara. That boy had so hopelessly fallen for her.

After the table was cleared, Kagome asked the waitress to leave some dessert menus and they'd order in a minute. Once she was gone, Kagome decided to ask a question she knew would be treading on thin ice. "Inuyasha?"

Inuyasha looked up at her, obvviously still a little irritable. "What?"

"Can... When we're done here... Can we go back to your house? I want to hear you play."

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Author's Notes: And we'll wrap up there. Not a good cliffhanger, but it still countns as one doesn't it?

To avoid any confusion, yes I got that bit with the songs from Mystery Science Theatre 3000. It is a tribute to one of the greatest shows ever.

Next chapter we see the band again. Unfortunately you won't get to see their songs because I cannot write lyrics or poetry at all. Songwriting means keeping the lyrics in a specific pattern, rhythm, beat, whatever, and I'm unable to do that for more than a few lines at a time.

If anybody wants to take the little snippets I show of their songs and build whole ones around them, by all means. Just know that I have nothing to offer as a prize.

One more thing I forgot to mention before. Ama has offered me a copy of the Kinetics mix just for writing this story. Bitchin'! I'll e-mail you some time, just remember that I'm very slow in doing so. So, just wait for it.