Title: The Care-e-oh-ke Machine
Author: Rachel Elizabeth
Email: ceramicprincess (at) fanfiction (dot) net
Status: Tentatively ongoing
Genre: Romance/Comedy
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Cavity warning.
Summary: The InuYasha gang dishes out their true feelings, even Naraku and Kikyou.
Proviso: No.
Author's Comments: Er, once again, fixing formatting, etc. This is a little piece I like to write on when one of my muses decides it likes the bar down the street better than my room. I keep asking to go with 'em, but they just laugh at me.
Feedback: As always, much appreciated.
Dedication:
To Nichole, 'cause if I'm not mistaken, she was one of the few people still rootin' for this story.
Chapter Notes: Savage Garden, To the moon and back


—The Numb Heart—

At everyone's insistent crying, Kikyou was infuriated. Why was no one ever that completely sad about her death? She was practically a walking corpse, yet no one cried over her as though they had lost the Gods or something. How irritating, she thought, angrily.

Thinking to put the insolent group in their place, she forcefully grabbed the book out of Kagome's hands, shooting her a deadly look. Kagome looked away and growled under her breath, but no one heard . . . except Inu Yasha who was at the side of the room watching the spectacle with knowing eyes. He didn't want Kikyou to hurt Kagome, or vice versa.

Picking a song that Kikyou thought was very appropriate, she grabbed the microphone and waited for the music to begin playing, looking directly at Inu Yasha.

She's taking her time making up the reasons
To justify all the hurt inside
Guess she knows from the smiles
And the look in his eyes
Everyone's got a theory about the bitter ones
They're saying, "Mamma never loved her much"
And, "Daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection"
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bags for hell
And now she's waiting for the Inu Yasha to come
And she'll say to him
I would fly to hell and back if you'll be
If you'll be my baby

Inu Yasha questioningly looked at Kikyou at this point, but he knew that she was talking to him. Kagome had stopped breathing and looked as though she was ready to run off and burst into tears.

Kagome looked over at Inu Yasha and froze; he looked as though her song mesmerized him and Kagome knew in that instant she could never have him. Not while the walking corpse was around.

Sango looked at Kagome and whispered to her, "Don't worry." Kagome just brusquely nodded her head but said nothing. Sango could tell she was too distraught over Kikyou's song to think of anything to say.

Inu Yasha was thinking that Kikyou had a beautiful voice, it was like a soft wind, carrying the adagio melody to him wrapping around him as a blanket would.

Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?
She can't remember a time when she felt needed
If love was red then she was colorblind
All her friends they've been tried for treason
And crimes that were never defined
She's saying, "Love is like a barren place,
And reaching out for human faith
Is like a journey I just don't have a map for"
So baby's gonna take a dive and
Push the shift to overdrive
Send a signal that she's hanging
All her hopes on the stars
What a pleasant dream
I would fly to hell and back if you'll be
If you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?

Kagome looked impatiently at Kikyou waiting for her to sit her sorry butt down, but when she didn't Kagome grabbed the microphone from her hands and pointed towards her seat. Kikyou only glared daggers at the insolent girl, but nonetheless sat back down in her seat. Kagome thought it was time for a male singer, pointing to Sesshoumaru, she motioned that it was his turn.

Sesshoumaru looked at her incredulously, but got up despite his better judgment.