Disclaimer: Maybe you've guessed, but I am not the owner of Inuyasha—or PSC Company for that matter... hmph.
Slay the Music
Scene Nine: I Hope You Know What You're Doing
"Kôga!?" Sango called through the tour bus.
"What..." was his lazy reply.
"I know you took my hair tie, Kôga, give it back," Sango said as she looked angrily at the half-asleep wolf in his bed.
"Why the fuck does everyone blame me for stolen items?" Kôga groaned.
"Because you're a kleptomaniac and the only other person that ties their hair up around here is Kagome and she's been gone all night!"
"Inuyasha could've stolen it..." he said as he rolled over in his bunk.
"Bullshit, he doesn't wear his hair up except for shows and photo shoots," Sango retorted.
"Fine, take your god dammed hair tie and let me sleep, woman!" He said, giving her the item without turning to face her.
"Thank you," Sango said politely and went to the bathroom to finish her morning routine.
Kôga looked at a nearby clock, "damn it, Sa-chan, it's four in the fucking morning..."
"Early bird gets the worm... or whatever that English saying is..." Sango reminded.
"Early worm gets eaten, though," Miroku said from out of nowhere.
"Hey! You can't talk, you wake up earlier than I do! And you're supposed to be on my side!" Sango argued.
Miroku shrugged, "It's better to eat breakfast in silence without a noisy pig, such as a certain hanyô I know, eating right across from you; otherwise, I would sleep in."
"I heard that, monk!" Inuyasha yelled in his sleep.
Sango sighed, "I can see it now, the headlines reading, Du:plicate; Japan's Laziest Rock Band."
"You're just jealous, lil' sister," Kôga yawned.
Sango sighed again and went to sit on the couch.
"Don't forget, you guys have a photo shoot in thirty," the bus driver said from over the intercom.
"Shit!" the two Du:plicate members cursed as they both rolled out of bed violently and went to get ready.
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"Hope Kagome gets here on time, otherwise Sesshômaru and Kikyô would have a fit," Sango said as they stepped out of the bus and into a very bland overgrown field.
"Even if she is on time, I'm sure Kikyô will have something to bitch about," Inuyasha grumbled.
"You guys act like she's the devil herself!" Sango scolded.
"She's not! Since when!?" Kôga asked, his voice dripped with sarcasm.
"Ha, ha, not funny, you two," Sango said, walking away.
"Hey, nice ass, lil' sister," Kôga called after Sango as she made her way to the tent that the editors and directors of the shoot were staged in.
"Your just jealous that my ass looks better than yours in leather pants!" Sango yelled back playfully.
"Ouch man," Miroku sympathized shortly as he followed Sango.
"My ass looks good in leather!" Kôga yelled.
"Hey, dude, don't ask me, I don't check out guys' backsides," Inuyasha muttered, following Miroku.
Kôga scowled and trailed reluctantly behind Inuyasha.
"Good news, Miroku, we're doing something visual today," Sango said as they guys joined up with her.
"Really!? Wait, what about Miss Kagome?" He asked.
"She's agreed to do a few shots with the rest of us visually for the tour book, then she has to go down to another studio to shoot some photo's for her upcoming album. Meaning, we get the rest of the day off after the shoot and the press conference at three."
"Yes!" Kôga and Inuyasha cheered.
Sango's face fell, "Lazy bums..."
"So what are we wearing?" Miroku asked.
"Layers and layers of these sheets," Sango said, picking up a natural colored cotton cloth that resembled a bed sheet.
"Cool," Kôga shrugged as he examined it.
"Who's the stylist today?" Miroku asked.
"Kagewaki Yura," Sango said.
"Ugh... not that slut," Inuyasha rolled his eyes, "I do not want to show off more body than I have to."
"Good morning, rock stars," a woman said with a devilish smile as she walked over to them.
"Good morning Kagewaki-san," Sango bowed.
"Yura is just fine," she smiled again.
The boys bowed in respect at the stylist before she began her explanation of the photo shoot—the fashion and visual aspects anyway.
"...You're managers want a sort of down-to-Earth look, but still punk/Goth-ish style, so these 'sheets' are all in natural colors, tan, brown, army green, and some reds... And underneath that, the boys will be wearing these shorts," she said holding up a pair of bright cargo shorts, "and these umm—what do you guys call them—wife beaters?" She asked as she held up naturally coloured shirts.
Kôga nodded, "I think so..."
"Good, good," Yura said. "And good news, Inuyasha, you'll get to wear your beautiful hair down this time.
"Good," Inuyasha commented bluntly.
"That Kagome girl is already ready and waiting outside, so lets get you guys ready," she started handing out the base clothes, "those I'm sure you can get on without any trouble."
They nodded and went off into their separate dressing tents.
Sango was the first to emerge from the dressing tent wearing a pair of uneven black pants (one side was long the other was shorts length) and a black beater under a dark red coloured one.
"Great," Yura said inspecting her.
Yura then picked up one of the sheets—a dark red coloured sheet—and wrapped it around Sango's waist so that it was knee-length on the longer side of the pant and only a knot on the short side. She repeated the same thing with a dark brown/black coloured sheet, except this time the sheet touched the ground on the short side and was tied at a knot on the other side.
"Okay..." Yura mumbled as she adjusted the fabric to accent Sango's body. "One last thing, then you can go on to hair and make-up."
Sango nodded as Yura added a wooden armband around her right arm. It flowed well with the outfit with its feather extending out from a ring the middle.
"On to hair and makeup you go!"
Inuyasha stepped out next with bright orange cargo shorts with a green beater under a tan one. She quickly fastened the first sheet around him like she did with Sango's first one. His was tan underneath. Then, she took an orange coloured piece of fabric and tore it up on the bottom. Then she fastened it around Inuyasha's waist like a skirt, hiding the hems underneath his shirts. Then she ripped the outer fabric up the side where the other piece of fabric was longer underneath. Soon, the other two boys came out of the dressing tents and received similar variations to their costumes and headed on to hair and makeup.
"I look like an Indian..." Sango muttered as she inspected herself in the mirror.
"You still look good to me," Miroku shrugged.
"You say that a lot."
"Can't help it, you're hot," Miroku sighed.
"Spare me," Sango rolled her eyes. "Hey Kagome—wow, you look a bit different."
Kagome giggled, "I guess its all the clothing and make-up," she twirled a loose lock of hair around her finger.
"I guess so... black and dark red drapes don't look half-bad on you, princess," Kôga said, inspecting her.
Kagome smiled, "I don't look that much different do I?"
"To spell it out in clean-cut words for you..." Sango started, "first of all, we've never ever seen you in dark colours, you never ever wear that much eye shadow, your hair is in a loose bun, your nails are black, and you look—"
"—Almost as hot as Sango," Miroku sighed.
"Hey!" Sango yelled.
"I said almost," Miroku pleaded.
"That's not what I was talking about perv," Sango rolled her eyes.
"Really?"
"No interrupting," Sango said sternly.
"Got it," Miroku quickly replied. "...But you guys are wearing the same outfits—minus the black on Sango's, which is brown for you, and vise versa."
"I guess," Sango shrugged.
"And Kagome's eye shadow is dark brown and yours is black," Miroku added.
"We get it already," Kagome smiled.
"There's Inu-kuro..." Kôga growled.
"Uh—Kagome, can I talk to you for a moment?"
"Yeah, sure," Kagome said, following Sango as they walked away from the boys.
"Yeah..." Sango started uneasily.
"What is it?"
"Well... just... just don't try to hard... trying to be like us, you know what I mean?"
"Not really..."
"Well, knowing Inuyasha... he's not going to instantly like you because your going punk or anything. Just don't do things just for the sake of him, okay? He's a helpless case and—"
"Don't worry Sango, I know what I'm doing," Kagome said.
"I hope so, Kagome," Sango sighed, "I really hope so."
There goes another chapter... and this is shocking news—this is the first time apriL has gotten fifty reviews in fewer than ten chapters. Wow. I'm happy. I'm going to go entertain myself now... Oh, and those of you who are wondering, I'm going to be drawing the pictures from the photo shoots in my spare time then I shall perform the strenuous task of colouring the thing in Adobe Photoshop. For those of you who are creative (and horribly better at me in the artistic aspect), you can send in pictures to me. Maybe I'll hold a contest—winner gets a lollipop! (Just kidding, give me time to elaborate this...) R&R.