Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any Japanese rock star. [Sighs] I wish I could meet Miyavi... or Inuyasha... but I'm more likely to meet a French toad with a Chinese accent that likes to eat frog legs...
Slay the Music
Scene Six: Foreign Photographer
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"C'mon, kids," Myôga said, ushering them into the elevator.
"We're not kids, grandpa," Kôga said.
"Oh, right," he said, pushing the buttons on the elevator.
With the exception of Miroku's whining in the corner, they rode in silence to the top floor.
"What's this guy's name?" Kagome asked as they stepped out of the elevator.
"Let me check," Kikyô said, looking into her planner. "Jakotsu."
Miroku froze. But he wasn't the only one this time.
"JAKOTSU!!?" Inuyasha and Kôga yelled at the same time—refusing to move any father away from the elevator.
Kikyô nodded, and in an instant the three boys were rushing back into the elevator. Sesshômaru narrowed his eyes.
"Miroku," he said sternly.
"Y—yes?" Miroku stuttered.
"If you would wish to keep yourself on the payroll, I suggest you come back here," Sesshômaru said.
"Y—yes s—sir," Miroku said.
"That goes for you two kids as well," Myôga said.
"We're not kids," Kôga reminded him morbidly as he and Inuyasha stepped out of the elevator.
"Right, right," Myôga said.
"So what's up with this Jakotsu guy?" Sango asked, "You know him?"
Inuyasha shook his head nervously.
"You three all know him?"
They all nodded.
"So, spill," Sango instructed.
"Bankotsu's boyfriend," Miroku muttered.
"High school," Kôga mumbled.
"Stalker," Inuyasha growled.
"S—stalker!?" Sango giggled.
"Yeah, what of it?" Inuyasha barked.
"You had a male stalker!" Sango laughed.
"Shut up!" Inuyasha yelled.
"That's enough you two," Kagura said.
Sango shut up and walked ahead while Inuyasha sat straight on the floor and pouted.
"C'mon, Inuyasha, don't be such a kindergartener," Myôga said.
"I'm not!" Inuyasha yelled.
"Come on, Inuyasha, the photographer is waiting," Kagura said.
"Don't tell me what to do bitch!"
"Watch your mouth Inuyasha!" Sesshômaru said.
"Well, so—rry for yelling at your mate-to-be!" Inuyasha yelled.
"You must learn when to hold your tongue, Inuyasha," Sesshômaru said with a scowl on his face.
"You must learn not to hire Jakotsu," Inuyasha said, "especially when you know what happened you two faced—"
"That's quite enough, Inuyasha," Sango said in a professional voice, "we all are on a schedule you know."
"Shut up, lil' sister," Inuyasha said.
"Oh, bite me," Sango rolled her eyes.
"I will!" Inuyasha stood up from his spot and chased Sango around in a circle.
"Ah! Hôshi-sama! Save me!" Sango joked.
"Will do, my beautiful Sango," Miroku grinned.
Sango glanced at his grin for a second, "Did I say Hôshi-sama, I meant—" she glanced around the hall, "Jakotsu!"
That made Inuyasha stop in his tracks.
"I thought you said this guy was foreign," Kagome said.
"He lives in China and Korea most of the time," Miroku said as he froze at the site of the feminine man walking down the hall.
"Oh, but he's Japanese?"
"That's what we think, but who the hell knows," Kôga shuddered as he spoke.
"Welcome, Jakotsu," Kikyô said.
"Well hello to you too, lovely Kikyô. Nice hair, Kagura," Jakotsu said.
"Thanks, I guess..." Kagura said.
"And if it isn't Inuyasha! Aren't you looking as gorgeous as ever! Want to go to dinner sometime?"
Inuyasha was to frozen to speak.
"Uh—aren't you still dating Bankotsu?" Miroku spoke up.
"Well, yeah, but he wouldn't mind one little dinner," Jakotsu smiled, "anyone up for a few photos!?"
Inuyasha's day had suddenly gone to hell.
"Well, that was definitely something," Kagome said as they walked out of the Tokyo Towers and towards the tour bus.
"Six more days and its concert time," Sango smiled.
"Happy about that, are you?" Miroku asked as he yawned.
"I guess—I've never seen a pop star go live before," Sango admitted.
"Oh, it's great. There are a bunch of hot chicks dancing everywhere, and no guitarist has to put their tongue down their bassist's throat," Kôga sighed in contentment.
"Not all the time," Kagome blushed.
"But most of the time," Kôga pointed out.
"There are guy dancers too y'know," Kagome added.
"As there are female drummers, I know, I know," Kôga said, taking a drink from his water bottle as he climbed into the tour bus.
"Wasn't that Ayame girl a drummer?" Kagome asked.
"Yeah," Miroku nodded, "she played in my old band—but she was a bass player then, but she did drums sometimes."
"She's very talented," Sango said.
"And has a fetish for me," Kôga added with a smirk, "but I'm not into the whole relationship thing."
"Sure, you just want some hot pop star to get in bed with you," Sango rolled her eyes.
Kôga scowled, "do not!"
"Liar is written all over your gorgeous face, bro," Sango said laughing.
"—We all taking the same bus?" Kagome asked.
Sango nodded, "Except our managers and agents will be in the bus in front of us, planning out our demise. Last time we tried to do boys in one bus, girls in the other—but it was only me and Kikyô until you showed up with your manager—um—Kagura, yeah?"
Kagome nodded.
"So where do we sleep? Aren't there only like four bunks in these things?"
"Four? What, you still drive those old ones? This one has eight," Kôga said, "four on each side, complete with guard railing and screens and TV's at your feet. The bottom four bunks extend to be queen size, but then you can't use the screen."
"Geez, that's a lot of space." Kagome said.
"Well, it's a good thing," Sango said, "Which bunk do you want out of the five left?"
"I'll take this one," Kagome said taking the lower bunk in the far right corner.
"That's cool," Sango said, taking the top one on the far left side.
"Do any of you snore?" Inuyasha finally said.
"No..." Sango shook her head, as did the others.
"Good, I hate sleeping with earplugs," Inuyasha said, closing the screen on his bunk on the bottom near left, Kôga's being directly on top.
"You hate earplugs, period," Kôga said.
"Don't talk and I wouldn't have to wear them," Inuyasha said.
"Well that's mean!" Kagome said.
"I wasn't talking to you, wench!"
"Don't worry about it, Kagome," Sango said.
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Big news you guys, I got EIGHT whole reviews for ONE whole chapter. How cool is THAT!? I feel so loved right now. That's the most I've ever gotten for a chapter fic. And this was brought to my attention: am I offending anyone? I mean, by making the main characters anti-preppy and stuff. Err—sorry, if that offends you... No harm intended—I think. Don't worry, everything will turn out well, I promise. And since I got those EIGHT WHOLE REVIEWS, I'm updating early! Read, review, and enjoy!
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P.S. The story will get more exciting, and it will have a point! Don't worry, it starts at the end of the next chapter now that I'm finished with character build up and backgrounds, etc...