White Girls Kick Widow Ash
Kagome strummed her guitar and hummed. Just as she'd been doing for the past hour now. Just as she planned to keep doing until she got the perfect note. She strummed again, hummed. Strum and hum. Hum and strum. Strumming and humming and humming and strumming. It was really starting to get on her band mate's nerves.
Sango sat on the lazy boy rubbing her temples. Rin sat on the love seat with Ayame, sharing headphones to block out Kagome's noise.
Inuyasha and Kouga had fallen asleep on the floor watching Saturday morning's Sonic the Hedgehog.
Miroku was trying to sneak up on Sango from behind, which, retrospectively, probably wasn't the smartest idea considering what type of mood she was in.
Sesshomaru sat beside Kagome, stoic and ever observant, drinking lemonade.
Kagome strummed. And then she hummed.
Miroku jumped out of the crawlspace he had hidden himself in, raised his arms and spread his fingers apart as if they were claws, "BOO!"
That would be where Sango flipped. Literally. She did a back flip over the back of the chair, and caught Miroku's neck between her bicep and trisep. The back of the chair made a terrible cracking sound before collapsing backward, and Miroku screamed.
Ayame and Rin glanced up from the Touch Screen I-pod and then dropped it completely in the shock of what was happening. Kagome and Rin ran to Sango, trampling over the sleeping boys, who woke with a startled snore, and tried pulling Sango's form away from Miroku.
Sango sat there, frozen in her spot, angry look upon her face, her arm unmoving, and locked around Miroku's neck.
Inuyasha got up from his position on the floor, and ducked when Miroku's flailing limbs almost reached him. "Kagome, what's happening?"
Kagome didn't even spare her friend a glance and instead jumped on Sango's back in an attempt to throw her off balance and away from Miroku. All that ended up happening though, was Sango elbowing her friend in the side, throwing her off. Rin climbed on the now broken lazy boy and jumped at them from the side. Sango spun and ducked both her and the flailing monkey-boy she was holding out of the way. Ayame went to kick her friend in the back of the knees, but Sango turned around and blocked her with Miroku, who, in the position he was in, ended up getting kicked in his manhood. Now he really screamed.
"Sango, common, girl! Let go!" Kagome grabbed her arm, trying to pry it off of Miroku, and got elbowed in the face. "What is with you and elbowing me?"
"Sango, come, girl!" Ayame tried, holding a fry from their earlier stop at McDonald for breakfast up in the air, "Come on, girl, sit girl, be a good little doggy!"
Rin slapped the fry out of Ayame's hand. "She's not a dog, she's a cat!"
Ayame grabbed another one and shoved it in Sango's mouth, "No, she's a dog! You can't tell me she doesn't remind you of a dog!"
Rin grabbed a fry and shoved it in Ayame's mouth in a huff. "You're the dog, wolf-girl!"
Ayame put her head down. "Say that again, why don't ya?"
Rin put her hands on her hips and pouted. "You're a dog, wolf-girl."
Ayame screamed and jumped on Rin, who ducked and rolled out of the way just in time. Kagome grabbed Ayame's collar and pulled her away from the now screeching Rin. Sango turned, intending to run, and she would have, if Kagome hadn't stretched her other arm enough to grab Ayame's collar too. Kagome screamed as they both pulled on her arms in opposite direction. The buss swerved.
Kagome was getting angry now. She yanked on both of the girls shirt collars and pulled down, dragging them into each other. Their heads bonked with a sickening sound that Kagome didn't necessarily care about as she shoved them into a kneeling position on the ground in front of her, facing her. Miroku was passed out in Sango's arms.
Kagome glared at them. "What. The. Hell. Is. Wrong with you?"
Sango gulped and dropped her head, but Kagome grabbed her hair and forced her to keep eye contact. Ayame's eye's were wide.
Rin made a face at them and Kagome grabbed her hair and forced her into the same position as the other two. Inuyasha and Kouga, now sitting on the couch next to Sesshomaru and the fallen guitar, started sweating. Kouga leaned into Inuyasha and whispered, "Girls are scary." Inuyasha nodded.
Kagome picked up a pool Que from the floor (Kouga had stolen it from some bowling place when they were in Red Bluff) and started pacing, hitting it on her hand.
"You are band mates, band freaking mates." Kagome snapped the pool Que in half by hitting it on the floor hard enough. The buss swerved again. "Band mates do not try to strangle tour mates, Sango." She bonked Sango's head with the broken Que.
"Band mates do not pick fights with band mates, Rin, unless your me, and then you have every right to pick a fight. But your not me," She bonked Rins head, "are you?" Rin gulped and shook her head.
"Band mates do not attack each other unless I give you permission to, got that, Ayame?" She bonked Ayame's head too.
They all nodded. "Good, now get out of my sight!"
Rin raised a tentative hand.
"What, Rin?"
"Hm, sir? We're on a buss, sir. We can't get out of each others sight."
Kagome growled and made a show of throwing the broken Que against the wall. "Fine! Then shut up and sit down and be quiet!"
Rin and Ayame and Sango all scrambled for the couch that sat opposite of the boys.
Kagome picked up her guitar and glared at Sesshomaru.
"You are in my spot."
Sesshomaru said nothing, but got up and sat on the broken lazy boy. Inuyasha stared wide eyed at his brother. It was because of that staring that Inuyasha noticed his skin looked a little shiny. Sesshomaru was sweating!
Kagome sat down where Sesshomaru had just vacated and adjusted her guitar.
She strummed and then she hummed.
Kagome held a cigarette between her fingers, lit, but not smoking. She sat on a wooden stool center stage, a white spot light shining down on her. A chainsaw noise played and then Ayame was playing guitar.
Kagome sang.
County road two thirty three,
Under my feet,
Nothin on this wild ride
but a little ole me
Kagome staired out into the audience. Smiling lightly. She wore dark blue ripped skinny jeans, black knee length cow girl boots, and a pink tank top. Her hair was curled into waves and blond streaks were added to give the affect.
I've got two miles till,
He makes bail,
and if I'm right we're headed
strait for hell
Kagome jumped up from the stool, using a black boot to kick it over behind her.
Yeah,
I'm goin home,
gonna load my shotgun,
wait by the door and
light a cigarette,
He wants a fight
well now he's got one
He aint seen me
crazy yet,
Kagome knocked the mike stand over and used the headset that she had placed over her head backstage.
He slapped my face
and he shook me like a
rag doll
does that sound like
a real man?
Kagome let the cigarette drop on the wooden floor of the stage and stomped it out.
Imma show him
what little girls are made of
gun powder and led
Kagome walked to the front of the stage and sat down on the edge, one foot dangling over the end, the other knee up with one of her arms hanging over it.
Well it's half past ten,
another six pack in,
And I can feel the rumble like
a cold black wind
Kagome brought both of her knee's to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.
He pulls into the drive,
gravel flies
He don't know whats
waiting here this time!
She stood up and ran jumped a couple steps back.
Yeah,
I'm goin home,
gonna load my shotgun,
wait by the door and
light a cigarette,
He wants a fight
well now he's got one
He aint seen me
crazy yet,
He slapped my face
and he shook me like a
rag doll
does that sound like
a real man?
Imma show him
what little girls are made of
gun powder and led
Kagome wagged a fist at the audience.
His fists are big,
but my guns bigger
A shotgun slid across the floor at her feet from stage left and Kagome picked it up, aimed at the audience.
He'll find out when I
pull the trigger
She shot, and black confetti rained on the audience.
Yeah,
I'm goin home,
gonna load my shotgun,
wait by the door and
light a cigarette,
He wants a fight
well now he's got one
He aint seen me
crazy yet,
He slapped my face
and he shook me like a
rag doll
does that sound like
a real man?
Imma show him
what little girls are made of
gun powder an,
Gun powder and lead
With the shot gun slung across her shoulder, Kagome grinned at the crowd.
Gun powder and lead
Ayame's guitar rained free.
Did You Know: That I was feeling a little angry while writing this chapter?
Did You Know: That the song was my muse after I heard it on the radio for the first time?
Did You Know: That I had a co-writer for this chapter? She wants to be known as MissPara.