Well here's chapter 2, and thank you everyone who reviewed, I really appreciate your comments.
Her Hazel Eyes
Chapter 2:
Kagome's meeting

Kagome woke up early the next morning to her cat scratching the door, wanting out. Shaking her head she rolled over and pulled the covers higher, hoping to hide from the cat and her chores which lay ahead. However her thoughs of sleep were interrupted as the cries of her cat grew louder and louder. Groaning she got up and opened the door to let
her roam the apartment. Sighing she entered the bathroom and got ready for the day. Smiling she hummed a song to herself and finished getting ready. Once she stepped into the kitchen, she grabbed a slice of bread and spread peanut butter over it and sliced apples atop that, a nice morning snack, she thought smiling. As she grabbed her keys she locked the door behind her and proceeded to walk to a nearby café that was
just between this residential section and the business section of Tokyo.

As she entered the small café she noted the interns ordering far too much coffee that they would have to carry. Shaking her head, she nodded to a nearby employee and sat in a chair facing a park, picking up the newspaper before her she turned to the local section and read first the part concerning local events and bands. This newspaper, The Tokyo Buzz was her normal morning read, and she would sip on her mocha while she read it. However they hadn't gotten to drink to her yet and she didn't mind.

Looking over the paper she found the ratings for the local bands; the newspaper would advertise the concerts and have one or two employee's attend the concert and rate the band. They would then tell the reader (and the band if they read the paper) what they liked and disliked and how to improve. She was happy to see that five reporters had gone to the concert and each had 'tipped their hats' to the band; commenting on how soulful the songs were and how they were honest in what they sang and commented about how their music was unlike most bands that preformed. She also smugly noted that the other bands had only gotten notices about how they should practice more often, smiling she stood when she heard her name called and went to get her drink.

As she took out her money she bumped into a tall white-haired man in a suit that appeared to have never met a department store. Snorting she thought about how he was most likely a rich man who believed himself about department stores and hired his own tailor. Looking up, however she saw he was the man from the night before, Sesshomaru.

"Oh, I didn't know you came here for coffee." She said cheerily
"I don't, my secretary was late." He stated matter-of-factly.

"Oh, well would you like to sit and talk for a minute?" she asked. He said nothing, only followed her to her seat. "How do you think my band played last night?" she asked. If she had continued reading her newspaper she would have found that he was a reporter for the same newspaper, and would have also noted that he was the editor, and the only bad review for her band.

"Your band could have played better last night." He told her.
"Well I'm always up or constructive criticism." She urged.

"Your drummer, was a beat off, the woman on the keyboard needs to find something to wear that isn't so trashy and you need to learn how to write songs better, your song would have been better if it had been several beats slower." He told her.

"Did we do anything good?" she asked.

"No band does well, that is why I write noted on bands sometimes. However yours was the worst this Sesshomaru has heard in years." He told her before standing. "I would suggest taking lessons, everyone in the band, before you play again, you most certainly need them." He told her. He turned and brushed away imaginary dust from his coat before leaving. Looking away she walked back to her stool and looked
at her paper again, however her mind was still on the tall tailored businessman named Sesshomaru.

When she turned to leave, she gave her cup to a nearby waitress and left the building. Deciding she wanted to go to a nearby business and play the piano, the owner allowed her to only because she played classical music and he believed that inspired his employees to work harder. Smiling, she walked in, seeing the untouched piano and smiled. As she moved to sit on the piano bench she looked over and saw the owner of the business. She stood and bowed respectfully to him, in thanks for letting her play the piano in his building. He smiled and nodded his head in acknowledgement. She sat at the piano and thought for a moment before deciding to play several of her favorite songs.
Her mind was miles away as she played song after song, becoming one with the piano and yielding music that made the passerby stop and listen for a moment in wonder before realizing the time and rushing to meet deadlines. However everyone nodded and acknowledged an older gentleman with black hair speckled with gray.

Smiling he sat next to her and waited for her to notice him. He noticed that his young pianist appeared to be lost in her musical world when the songs stopped being composed by classical artists and became songs she composed herself. He didn't mind and enjoyed her music, it held a heart and soul that was missing in the so-called classical artists of the modern day. Finally he tapped her shoulder and she stopped playing and looked at him.

"Oh, I apologize Mr. Tarawa-sama." She said. "I grew lost in the music and failed to see you walk over." She confessed.

"That is alright child." He said, patting her arm. "I love hearing you play music in my building, it makes people happier and music makes things appear more pleasant, especially piano music." He told her.

"Music can do many things." She told him, voicing her agreement.

"I read in my paper that your band played last night at the Blue Light, I am sorry I wasn't informed of this earlier, I would have told my company and had them in attendance as well." He said, a smiling shining in his eyes. "That is for those of my employees who enjoy your form of music." He said, Kagome turned and smiled at him.

"I am happy to know you would have done that." She replied. "There are some who hate my band." She added sadly.

"If one look for acceptance in everyone, little will be found. However when one looks only to those who accept them one has found all that matters." He told her.

"Arigato, Tarawa-sama." Kagome blushed.

"I would like to know if you would be able to perform for my corporation at our next get together. I enjoy live bands and yours would make our corporation appear more appealing to a wider group of people; you know, let the world know we're not a bunch of stiffs here." He confided, a smile crossing his face.

"I would need to discuss this with my band, however I believe that your offer will not be turned down by my band mates." She replied.

"Now that business is over, would you care to join me for lunch, it is nearly one and neither you nor I have taken the moment to nourish ourselves." He invited. Smiling, Kagome accepted his offer and he led her to a nearby shop where they ordered sandwiches and drinks before sitting under the shade of a large green umbrella.
Looking at her watch, Kagome noticed the time.

"I apologize, but I must leave, I was meeting with my band at two thirty so we could record more songs and hopefully sell more CD's." she stated, standing. "Thank you for your wonderful company and for my lunch." She added.

"This is the least I can do for the woman who makes my business sound so calm and beautiful." He replied. Kagome blushed and bowed once again before she walked to a nearby store and purchased several boxes of blank CD's and cases to record on and sell at the next show.

As she entered the studio, Kagome looked around, Sango looked upset, Miroku seemed downtrodden, and Rin appeared to have either been badly sunburned or rather angry, Kagome opted for the latter, upon seeing a wrinkled newspaper in a corner of sound booth. "You read the review?" she asked Rin, her only reply was a brief nod.

"It was only one poor one, the rest believe we're the best in the
country." Kagome reminded.

"Yes, but he said I looked trashy and overly provocative in my ensemble!" she shrieked. "I was in a tank and pants!" she added.

"He naturally hates musicians." Kagome reminded, sighing, Rin walked to her keyboard and shuffled paper near the base of the stand. She slowly approached Miroku and looked at him questioningly. "Miroku, what's wrong?" she asked.

"Sango' s had one hell of a day. Why don't you ask her about it?" he suggested. Shrugging her shoulders, Kagome walked to her room mate and looked at her fellow musician.

"What can I do to make your day better Sango?" Kagome asked.

"Kill Child Services." Was the venomous response. "Because of them I am not allowed to do what I wish when it addresses my brother's welfare." She snarled. Nodding, Kagome slowly backed and left Sango to cool herself. Shaking her head she decided to get her things ready and walked to her guitar and picked it up.

"Alright you guys, crappy reviews, and Child Services aside, we're here to record music, no? That is the purpose of this studio, now if we put life's crap aside we have it pretty good. Now, before we start to record I have an announcement question of sorts." She said. Looking around she saw everyone had migrated to their positions, and Shippou was in the booth getting the recording equipment ready. "You all remember Tarawa-sama the owner of the Tokyo Buzz? He has invited us to play for the next get together party his corporation has. Should we accept?" she asked.

"But Sesshomaru works there, why go he'll only try to stop it." Rin said.

"You really think he'd go? He hates bands and why would he go when he finds we're playing? He wouldn't. At least that's what I think." She replied.

"Sesshomaru? He's the guy who wrote the bad review on us…wait, that newspaper invited us?" Sango asked.

"Yeah, why?" Kagome asked.

"When he said his corporation, did you realize he has a record label as well? If he likes a band enough he invites several top musicians and people from the record label to judge the group playing, if they like the band enough the discuss it with him and discuss a possible record deal and offer. For the band." Sango informed. "Don't you read the magazines that lay around everywhere?" she asked.

"So you mean that we might become famous?" Rin asked.

"There's a chance. So do we tell him yes?" Kagome asked.

"Why tell him no? This is the best offer we've gotten yet. But guys, his label hasn't produced any rock bands yet, only mellower groups, I guess they want to become more mainstream but I don't know. So don't get you hopes up." Miroku added. Sango looked at him. "You think I only nibble on your neck? I read what you are as well just over your shoulder." He informed her.

"Even my….my…other….er…ah… books?" she asked.

"Which others dear? You read something beyond the romance? Something more hardcore? I didn't know you read that!" Sango walked over and hit his head.

"I meant my romance books. Hentai." Turning she walked back to her spot and they began the discussion of which songs to put to CD.

"I think we should to the illusion of my soul." Miroku told them.

"Alright, I like that one, why not that one and the um…" Kagome trailed off.

"Why not My Heart, My Eyes, My love?" Rin suggested. Nodding, Kagome and everyone nodded and tuned their instruments for the song. "Now does anyone need the sheet music or is it still memorized?" she asked.

"What do you think Rin? Its memorized, we've been playing them so long." Sango replied. Settling down they got ready to play and waited upon Shippou to give the the ready sign. When he finally did they recorded the songs and the finished two CD's before stopping for dinner. They drove to the Blue Light to eat, drink and watch the band. However no one noticed in the next booth that two people sat and one stood to speak with the band.

A white head stood and walked over to the band and when he wasn't given the attention he took it, by taking a glass and thumping it on the table. Sango was the first to look up and when she did she saw a face she didn't want Kagome seeing. She motioned for him to leave. When he didn't she flipped him off and returned to her meal, however he wasn't dissuaded by this. He finally voiced his presence to them. "Hello, long time no see eh?" he asked. Kagome finally looked up and glared at him.

"What the fuck do you want Inuyasha?" she snarled.

"Someone hold her down. I wanted to speak to you about Sesshomaru's review." He replied suavely.

"I don't give a shit. Fuck off." Kagome snapped.

"Hold her down Miroku. I don't want to deal with an ape right now." Inuyasha said.

"You wouldn't be wise to call her that." Miroku advised.

"Why the hell do you defend her? Why the fuck do you support her when you knew about me and Kikyou before Kagome found out."

"You did Miroku?" Kagome whispered her face suddenly changing from anger to complete surprise and sorrow.

"I didn't believe it wise to intrude on your relationship, and I believed Inuyasha would have felt guilty after realizing his error, I was wrong." Kagome slowly nodded and turned again to Inuyasha.

"You've caused enough damage to last a lifetime. Leave now before I feel it necessary to call security over." Kagome told him.

"Oh, I'm shaking in my boots."

"Just say what you want to tell us and leave." Rin said.

"I will. Sesshomaru isn't all bad, he couldn't find anything bad with you other than your drummer and the beat, he doesn't know shit about beat and he couldn't find anything bad so he picked on Rin." Inuyasha turned to leave and sat at his table.

"Do we believe him?" Sango asked.

"We should." Kagome said. " Sesshomaru's his brother. Don't know why he'd tell us Sesshomaru would do what he did, but oh well." She added. "Well I'm full, here's my money, I'm gunna go walk around and think. I'll see you all later." Kagome stood and left. She walked to the park and sat on a bench, looking around she sighed. She didn't know what to think. However, as she sat, a different white haired person approached her and stood behind her.

"You played well Kagome." He said. Kagome jumped, and turned to face him.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"When you played in the office today." He said, moving to sit on the bench next to her.

"I didn't realize you worked there until after Tarawa-sama asked us to play for him." Kagome replied.

"Well now you know. Would you like to get a drink with me? You have intrigued me." He asked.

"I thought you hated musicians, Sesshomaru." Kagome stood.

"You are a different type of musician that this Sesshomaru has not heard before, you are interesting, I can dislike your music as you dislike me, however I would like to put dislike aside and get to know you first."

"Did Tarawa-sama put you up to this?" she asked.

"He told me to be open." He replied. They walked to a nearby wine seller and sat outside and ordered a bottle of Bordeaux and some cheese. They sat and talked about small things until the wine and cheese came.

"Now, tell me, what did you really think of my show last night?" she asked, smelling her wine.

"I was good."

"Why did you say otherwise in the paper and to my face this morning?" she asked.

"I normally don't like music and I'm rude in the morning, even more so when my secretary didn't show up and I didn't know until I sat down, and was beginning my work." He took a small sip of wine.

"Alright." Kagome said. She lightly sniffed the wine again. "is it me or does this wine smell like cooking sherry?" she asked. Sesshomaru looked at her oddly.

"What do you mean?" he asked her.

"Are you just drinking it?" she asked. "Or are you tasting it?" she asked. "Have you been here before?" she asked.

"No."

"I thought so, the purpose of this place is to find a nice wine to drink, or do you know much about wine?" she asked him.

"I know some." He replied.

"But do you know about tasting wine?" she asked.

"Shamefully I know little of tasting." He admitted.

"I thought so."

"How do you know about wine?" he asked.

"My parents own a nice restaurant in Hiroshima." She explained. "They have an area dedicated to wine and the customers choose their own wine. We had to know about the wines we were serving before the customers bought them, incase they had questions about what wine to go with what meal." She explained. He nodded. "Oh well. I'm sorry, I didn't realize you just wanted to drink the wine." She added.

"Think not of it. We didn't realize the different way's we'd react to getting a bottle of wine.

"Now, I assume you know we were invited to play your next employee party." She said.

"Yes, I know, but do you know when it is?" he asked.

"Shamefully no."

"This Friday."

"Four days away?"

"Indeed."

"Well we should practice." She said.

"Would I be allowed to attend one of these practices?" he asked.

"I don't see why not, oh wait. Did you forget the review you wrote of my band? They kinda hate you at the moment… and hope that you won't be at the party." She said.

"Oh. Well, maybe some other time. But would I be able to interview you sometime?" he asked.

"You hate my music remember?"

"True."

"Why don't we try this. I'll let you hear me practice sometime, and we'll see if we can get along until Friday." Kagome suggested.

"Sounds as though that would work." He said.

"Wonderful. However I do need to go, I have a guitar lesson tomorrow morning, and I'm sure you have work. I'll see you at the café tomorrow morning?" she asked.

"Indeed. You take lessons?" he asked.

"On and off, mostly to discuss music theory and talk to someone who knows about guitars enough to put me in my place. But I hope your review didn't offend him too badly." Kagome smiled and stood. "Thank you for the wine and I will talk to you later." She walked to the exit and hailed a taxi to her apartment.