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Slay The Music
Scene Twelve: Angel Dressed in Black
Everyone had held their breath. Not one word was spoken. Kagome stepped out last.
Inuyasha was the first to get a good look at her being the closest to her on the stage. She was wearing black fishnet stockings, a short black pleated mini skirt with hot pink inserts, her shirt was custom made—and by the looks of the black belt buckles over all the right places over the pink fishnets—it had been designed by Ayame. Her jewelry was heavy; two spiked bracelets on her left wrist and an armband on her left, there were also about fifty pink and black rubber bracelets on her left wrist where she was holding her guitar—and American guitar, the model he did not know, but it was a hot pink solid body electric.
She looked over to him and smiled. Her face was done up a bit like Sango's except no heavy red eye shadow. Her face was as pale as the moon, making her soft skin look like china. Her hair was streaked hot pink, and was done in pigtails that flowed in every which direction. Heavy black eye shadow and lipstick and combat boots finished of the outfit as she walked to her microphone to start.
Hakkaku started the music with the guitar. Ginta, on the drums, and Ayame on bass started next after his solo. Kagome joined in for lead guitar, playing it as if she had since she was first born. She fit in perfectly. Then she lifted her eyes from the guitar to look out at the audience. She opened her mouth, and began to sing.
"Her eyes, silent in the wind, can not hear your screams of torture toward her—she is the demon, silently waiting for you to let her kill your lonely heart..."
Ayame's voice echoed in the background, "Are you lonely like me?"
"If only she could get one wish, you'd be dead—but that isn't the case, (everyone's voices join in) no one really ever cares! If only you could get your wish, she would be gone, but she is still standing there..."
"Where is my cloud?" Ayame finished off the chorus in a whisper as the crowds went wild.
Then was the guitar solo on Hakkaku's behalf.
Kagome started up the second verse. "The heavens do not like her, demo, kimi no kuroi kokoro wa—"
"Shinjitsu," Ayame and Kagome sang in harmony.
Ayame finished off the verse, "The truth is the only way to set her free—let her go to heaven—and she will whisper, 'In that way, you will taint me!'"
Then, the music got slower as Kagome whispered out the pre-verse. "In what way will I go to heaven, where will this truth take me? In what way will I go to, go to, go to--- CLOUD six-six-six! Yeah----!"
"And you are now dead, she has gotten her wish. But she is now gone, she went to cloud six-six-six!" Hakkaku yelled.
" If only she could get one wish, you'd be dead—but that isn't the case, (everyone's voices join in) no one really ever cares! If only you could get your wish, she would be gone, and she is—she's gone to, CLOUD six-six-six!"
The music stopped and the whole band joined in for the last line, "Will you come play with her on CLOUD six-six-six!?"
The crowd erupted into a fit of clapping and cheering. The rest of the tour group was just plain stunned.
Kagome walked over to Inuyasha after setting her guitar on the stand.
"Did you like the show, Inuyasha?" She asked.
Inuyasha stared at this new Kagome—also now known as 'Kame."
"...angel dressed in black," He said as Sango started up her band with her song, 'Angel's Lust'
Scene Break.
"Looks like I'm back in business," Ayame cheered as they walked off stage while Sango played.
"You were never out of the business," Kôga said.
"Kôga, seriously, how long do you think I would've lasted as a solo artist?"
"Forever," Kôga shrugged, "you're talented enough."
"Ha, ha, funny," Ayame said as she sat down on the couch and opened a can of soda.
"No really," Miroku said, "he's right."
"So how'd you get my cousins in your band?" Kôga asked.
"Well I had their phone number, duh," Ayame said, "and Hakkaku owes me."
"Guess what, all the members of our old band are here," Miroku said to Ayame. "Me, you, B-Bankotsu... oh wait, one missing."
"Yeah, the lead vocals," Ayame sighed. "You had to bring that up right before I have to perform! Miroku you jerk!" She yelled throwing her empty soda can at him.
"Who was on lead vocals?" Kagome asked as she walked in with her own soda.
Ayame turned her head and refused to look at the rest of the group.
"Hiten," Miroku said, "Bankotsu's cousin."
Kôga subconsciously emitted a low growl.
"He committed suicide the day before our big concert," Miroku said.
Ayame shook as she held her tears in, still not facing anyone else.
"Oh," Kagome said.
"Kagome-no-nee-chan," Ginta said, eager to change the subject, "Where's Inuyasha?"
"He dashed of to his dressing room..." Kagome said.
"He had to go relive himself, I bet," Kôga smirked,
Kagome ignored the last comment and looked over to Ayame who was still shaking. Kôga looked over as well.
"Ayame...?" Kôga asked quietly.
"What?" She sniffed a little.
"Do you want o talk about it?" Kôga asked cautiously.
"No," Ayame shook her head furiously.
"Come on, Ayame, let's go to our dressing room," Kagome said as she took Ayame's hand and walked away.
Kôga frowned, "women..." he muttered.
Miroku nodded.
Scene Break.
Inuyasha stared at himself in his mirror. What was making him shake like this?
"Well, duh," he muttered to himself. The thought of her was driving him crazy.
His first impression of Kagome was another annoying prissy bitch that didn't know the real things of life—someone who had been pampered since day one. As he came to observe her, he noticed that her smile was mostly fake, her rich aura just a mask, and that her skills were underdeveloped and not being used correctly. He had tried to push her—find her strong point when they practiced, yet every time she sang, it just sounded so rehearsed!
And then, when she was on stage a few minutes ago, everything had been so natural about her. When she sang, it sounded like an actual melody and not rehearsed notes—the sound you get when you take voice lessons. Inuyasha did not know what had caused such a tremendous change in her, but he was going to find out.
He was silent for a while, just watching his scowling reflection. Then her scent touched his nose as he listened to her footsteps walk past his door. There were tears. They were not hers, thank the Gods, but tears of sadness could never be good during a concert.
Suppressing a huge urge to see what the problem was, he went back to staring at himself in his mirror. After a few moments elapsed in pure silence, he shook his head.
He growled, "I hate this," he said.
He went over to the corner where there was a punching bag set up. He pulled his fist back and threw it forward so that it collided with the canvas material. He repeated his action. First it was just slow, then he sped up—hitting the punching bag harder and harder until he believed it would collapse. And it did. He angrily turned around and sat back down in his chair.
'All this over some girl?' he asked himself. 'Whatever it is... don't let it get in the way. Push it aside, Inuyasha, you don't need it!'
"I am not in love with Kagome!" He yelled.
Scene Break.
Forty minutes later, as CLOUD666 stepped on stage and Sango stepped off, Inuyasha came out of his dressing room. Sango passed him on the way to her own dressing room—acknowledging him with a slight nod. He walked over to Kôga, who was standing in view of the stage watching CLOUD666 perform.
"Check this out," Kôga said tossing him two CDs.
Inuyasha got a good look at them, "What!? A single and an album already!?"
"Yeah," Kôga said, "she's really serious about this gig."
"Colour me Black and Dancing on CLOUD666?" he read aloud from the CD covers.
Kôga nodded as he grabbed the album (Colour me Black) from Inuyasha and pulled out the insert. "Look at the lyrics," he instructed as he pointed to the third song.
"Hate Me, Love Me, Lyrics by: Kame, Music By: Aya," he read, "...Honto no kanashimi ga shiritai dake (I just want to feel real sorrow)... Watashi wa doko made yukou (Where shall I go up to)? Ikustu namida o nagashitara, THE ONE WHO HATES sunao ni nareru darou (If there were many tears falling down, THE ONE WHO HATES would become gentle)".
"Sound familiar?" Kôga asked.
Inuyasha stared at the lyrics blindly.
Kôga sighed, "she's talking about you dumb ass, Ayame showed it to me."
Just as Kôga said that, Hakkaku strummed a G chord, starting that very song.
"About—me?" he asked.
"Yeah, 'the one who hates would become gentle?' She knows you hate it when girls cry, that's why she hasn't cried once during our practices or through the whole tour."
"Me?" Inuyasha repeated.
Kôga narrowed his eyes, "What are you gonna do about it?"
Inuyasha glanced at the stage; Kagome was standing there singing so harmoniously with the acoustic guitar. "I don't know what to do about it," he said.
Kôga growled, "You better claim your territory fast," he said.
Inuyasha scowled, "I'm not claiming anything," he said, and with that, he went back into his dressing room, waiting for his turn on stage.
"I don't fucking love her, and she doesn't care about me," he told himself.
He stared at his reflection.
"Ai ite ikura deshou (what is this thing called love)?" Inuyasha sang as he picked up his guitar and strummed the F, G, and C chords one after the other.
Then why did he get the feeling, that something was missing?
End Chapter.
My birthday is tomorrow (October 4th!), I'll finally be 14, and no longer the 13-year-old freshman! Anyway, I'm glad to hear you guys all like this story, I'll try to update sooner-- but my Bio teacher insists that we have TWO projects running at the same time, and my Geometry teacher wants me to write every single definition, postulate, and theorem I know. But-- R&R anyway, and I'll update ASAP!