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Slay The Music
Scene Twenty-Eight: As the Wind Changes
"Rabid fans?" Inuyasha repeated.
Kagura nodded, "They're asking for this wonderful element called fan service."
"Fan service?" Kôga and Inuyasha jumped back in horror.
"Don't worry, I'm not your manager, so yours might come as a delay. But for now, were going to have to set up pairings and such. Your going to have to give the fans what they want or you'll die. Never forget that they're the ones that put you here."
"So what do we do? Ginta and Kagome? Hakkaku and Kagome?" Ayame asked as Kagome froze up.
"No, you forget that the public thinks Kagome is with Inuyasha. Ginta, Hakkaku, they're requesting yaoi."
The two blinked and then glanced at each other.
"What are you serious?" Hakkaku exclaimed.
Kagura nodded.
"But—" Ginta was about to complain.
"No buts, if you guys want money you guys need to perform."
"Always blunt, aren't you, Kagura?" Ayame said.
"Comes with the job."
"I'll do it!" Jakotsu raised his hand.
"Your not apart of their band," Bankotsu reminded him.
"I'll still do it," Jakotsu grinned, "Nothing's wrong with an extra person in a photo shoot."
Kôga slapped his forehead in exasperation. "There's something wrong with that partner of yours, Bankotsu…"
"I realize," Bankotsu sighed.
"This is depressing, I want ramen," Inuyasha sighed with Bankotsu.
"Yeah, lets go find a ramen cart," Bankotsu nodded.
"I'll go get your bodyguards," Kagura said, picking up her phone.
"Thanks," Kôga muttered as the members of CLOUD666 walked away.
"I say we ditch the guards and walk around town," Inuyasha said.
"And get killed by fans? Ha, you're funny," Bankotsu said.
"We could take on a few fans," Inuyasha said.
"Try millions," Kôga said pointing outside.
Inuyasha's eyes widened, "When the hell did they get there!"
"Between the time we walked through those doors and now," Kôga said, stepping away from the glass entrance doors.
"I feel vulnerable suddenly," Bankotsu said as his eye twitched in annoyance.
"Hello to our wonderful fans!" Jakotsu called as he waved at the screaming mob.
"I hate fan mobs," Kôga whined.
"Bodyguards are here," Bankotsu sighed in relief.
Sango blushed as the touch of Miroku's lips on hers faded away. She looked back at him to find him fondly smiling at her as he brushed away her hair from her face.
"I missed your kisses," he said quietly.
"Miroku—I—" Sango started, but stopped.
"What is it, Sango?"
"If you don't mind… I think I would like to take back what I said all those years ago about how you didn't really love me and that I just wanted to be alone…" She shyly said as she played with her bangs. "Because…"
"I don't want to be alone either, Sango," Miroku replied to her unspoken words.
Sango glanced up at him.
"So, would you like to—go out with me again?"
"I would," Sango nodded.
"Good, because then I can kiss you legally," he joked as he bent over to kiss her again.
"Like you would care," she laughed as he continued to kiss her.
"I wouldn't, actually…"
"You should."
"All I really want is to be with you," he said.
"And every other girl in Asia," Sango said as they finally broke off their informal kiss.
"That hurts," Miroku frowned.
"It's the truth," Sango grinned.
"Well at least you're back to normal, your other side scares me," Miroku nodded.
"What other side?"
"The suicidal, pissed off, quiet, VIOLENT, one," Miroku said.
"Oh? But that's my stage character," Sango said.
"Yes, but she comes to life when you get really angry. And why is it that I'm always in range of her fury!"
"You're a really unlucky person, Houshi-sama."
"Again with the Houshi?"
Sango nodded, "I'm back to 'normal' aren't I?"
Miroku pouted, "But Sango--!"
"But Houshi—I've been good," she smirked as she grabbed his robe and whispered in his ear.
"Okay, that was sexy, I can live with that," he smirked and kissed her softly on the cheek.
"Oh? My Houshi likes sexy does he?"
"Yes, he does," Miroku nodded.
"Typical guy aren't you?" Sango shook her head.
"Aw, Sango, you ruined it!"
"I'm sorry," she smiled.
"No you're not," he pouted.
"No I'm not."
Miroku hung his head, "If only you had kept going—"
"The way you say that makes it sound illegal," Sango said.
"Everything I say sounds illegal according to the Inuyasha," Miroku sighed.
"He's right," Sango nodded.
"But! You're my girlfriend! You're supposed to be on my side!" He pouted once more.
"Aw, poor Houshi," she shook her head in fake sympathy.
"You don't help me," Miroku cried.
"What does a superstar have to do to get a little ramen around here!" Inuyasha yelled.
"Was that a rhetorical question?" Bankotsu asked out loud.
"Of course it was rhetorical, dumb-ass!" Inuyasha barked.
"Cool it you mutt," Kôga said in annoyance, "There's a vending machine downstairs, they probably have ramen down there."
"And how do you know that?"
"They've invented this wonderful thing called a 'sign,' Dog-Face, and its hanging right there."
"Who are you calling 'Dog-Face,' Wolf-Breath?"
"God, will you guys shut up so we can get the fucking food already!" Bankotsu gritted his teeth and tried to control his temper.
"We could make it a lunch date!" Jakotsu suggested.
"It's not that bright outside, Jakotsu," Bankotsu pointed out.
"Never too late for lunch," Jakotsu said.
Kagura entered the lobby once more, "the kids want to know if you guys would like to be feature musicians in a song called "Reveal All.' I called Sesshomaru already, and he doesn't care if you say yes or no."
Inuyasha and Kôga exchanged glances. "We have nothing better to do," Inuyasha shrugged.
"Then to the recording booth you go," she said.
"What! We haven't even seen the music yet you crazy—"
"Stage persona, Kôga, there are people watching," Jakotsu said.
Koga nodded muttering: "I know, I know."
"We're good enough to play even without knowing the song," Inuyasha boasted.
"Yeah sure," Koga rolled his eyes.
"Lets just get to the booth, shall we?" Bankotsu rubbed his temples.
"Fine," Kôga sighed.
Kagura then led them down two hallways and into a private section of the building. "There in the studio right now, I think you would rather go there first."
Kôga nodded.
She walked down one more hallway, the boys close behind her. "Here, the studio of CLOUD666."
She opened the door and led the members of Du:Plicate inside.
"Oh, they agreed?" Ayame asked as the boys shuffled in after Kagura.
"Yes."
"That's great, because Kagome's not skilled enough to play the riffs on the rhythm section or the lead section, and we've only got one other guitarist."
"So where are the scores?"
"Uh…" Ayame sorted through a messy stack of papers.
"It's right here, Aya," Kagome said picking it up of the floor.
"Ah, arigatou," Ayame said taking the paper and handing it to Inuyasha.
Inuyasha's face dropped.
"What are you psychos! No fucking wonder!" Inuyasha waved the sheets of paper madly in the air.
"But you guys can do it, right?" Ayame looked at them with puppy eyes.
Jakotsu's mouth hung open as he read the guitar tabs and then shoved the papers towards Kôga.
Kôga snorted, "Ha, this is why I'm not a guitarist."
"Did you write these Aya?" Inuyasha looked threateningly at her.
"You could do it, Inuyasha!" Ayame smiled nervously.
"Have you forgotten that I have a claw problem? Self-defense purposes? Hello!"
"But—but…" Ayame's lip quivered.
Kôga's personal phone rang. "Môshi, môshi?"
There was a silence as the group watched Kôga listen to whoever was on the other side.
"I understand," Kôga finally said as he put away his phone and turned to the others.
"What is it?"
"You're not going to believe this," Kôga laughed sarcastically to himself as he sat down on a nearby chair. "I hate being the bearer of bad news, especially around you, Dog-Face, I really do…"
You guys are gonna love this: my computer no longer will detect the proxy server settings that I need to view use the Internet or Mozilla FireFox. I live on a base near Japan and the Philippines so it is impossible for me to connect any other way. Also, I do own a laptop, but this cursed thing types weird and does this and that so my timing becomes very, very slow. And to make things even peachier, my laptop has no floppy drive to transfer files to so I have to get files from my computer to my dad's computer via floppy, then e-mail the dang things to myself in this excruciating process! AND I have two shows to prepare for this week so an update soon is pretty close to impossible. I think I'll hang myself with a bed sheet now. (Cries in corner) Reviews will make me happy… (starts drawing circle patterns in the floor with her finger).
Oh! Almost forgot the good news—Kôga/Ayame fluff is scheduled to hit soon! Look forward to it! (Sigh, ever free is no good at fluff...)
ever free's status: losing inspiration.