Eye of the Beholder
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Inuyasha characters or the following songs:
Escape The Fate – Not Good Enough For Truth In cliche (Requested by: xXxBlessxThexFallxXx)
Everlife – Real Wild Child (Requested by: SengetsuPwnzU)
Stone Sour – Through Glass (Requested by: Dark Phoenix)
Chapter 13: A Little Fun Part Two
The place was packed. There were more cars than the lot could accommodate. People had started parking on the grass and in other places not meant for parking. Kagome’s jaw fell down to her chest in shock. “There’s no way all these people are here for the concert, is there?”
Sesshomaru did not reply, but parked his car on the grass next to a swing set, a safe distance from a dented pickup truck. Kagome didn’t let his silence stop her curiosity. “Doesn’t it seem like there are more people here than were at the party last week? Where do you think they came from?” Sesshomaru just strolled passed and keep his mouth shut.
There were people blasting music out of their cars, cracking open cans of beer, smoking cigarettes, and she could even see some shady deals going down in dark corners. Sesshomaru sniffed unpleasantly when they were suddenly stopped by Koga.
“Hey man, what’s up? I didn’t expect to see you here.” He clapped Sesshomaru on the back and in the process, caught a glimpse of Kagome lagging behind him. “I see you’re with your girl. Are you going to perform?” He took a quick look back towards the stage. “Are we going to perform?” He leaned in close and KAgome got a whiff of what he had been smoking. “ ‘Cause if we are, I think we’re still missing a few people.”
Sesshomaru glowered at that boy, then replied, “No, we will not be performing. I think I will do this one solo.” He continued to make his way to the stage. He seemed to move through Koga like he wasn’t there, leaving the dark-haired boy to stare after them with big, blue puppy-dog eyes.
“What’s your problem?” Kagome heard him say just before the crowd closed in around them and Koga disappeared from view.
She gripped Sesshomaru by the arm to make him turn around. “What the hell was that about? Isn’t he part of your band? How can you perform solo? That just seems rude!”
He pulled his arm away before speaking, “He was high and I refuse to perform with anyone who is anything but sober.”
Kagome nodded her head slowly, thinking it over. “Makes sense.”
Just then, Miroku took the stage. “Hello?” He tested the microphone, uncertain it was set up correctly. When he was certain it was functional, he said, “Good evening buxoms and stilts! Do we have a spectacular event planned for you all tonight! First and foremost, thank you for coming out to this free concert, we truly appreciate the support. This is not a contest, we are all just trying to work off some excess energy. Each of the bands will perform a song for you tonight and I think it is only fair that I start things off with my fellow bandmates. So here goes, ‘Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche,’ enjoy!”
The rest of Perverted Dogs filed onto the stage behind him and Shippo handed him his guitar. He began playing the first few chords as everyone else got in place. Then there was a crash of sounds as everyone else joined in.“Hurtful words from my enemies of the last five years. What’s it like to die alone? How does it feel when tears freeze when you cry? The blood in your veins is twenty below!” The crowd was slow to react, but Kagome could see a few people bobbing their heads along with the tune.
“Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette. Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet. Out from the window see her back drop silhouette. This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget!” Shippo stepped and took over the second half of the chorus while Miroku sustained his last note.
“Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette. Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet. Out from the window see her back drop silhouette. This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget!” He added his signature scream at the end which gave the song more of an edge.
“Something I cannot forget!” They sang together before Miroku took over the vocals again. “So for now, take this down a notch. Crash my car through your window! Make sure you’re still alive,
Just in time to kill you!”
Bankotsu jumped onto one of the speakers and played around with his bass, showing off for the crowd while Miroku and Shippo traded off on the chorus. Then Shippo got his solo with a little added help from Miroku. “I can’t take this take anymore! I can’t take this take anymore! I can’t take this take anymore!”
Miroku crooned in the background, “I cannot feel what you’ve done to me! What you’ve done to me!”
“I can’t take this take anymore! What you’ve done to me.” Shippo continued in his harsh screech. The crowd had finally gotten into the groove of the song and even Sesshomaru seemed to be enjoying himself. His stance was a little less stiff and he even allowed Kagome to wave his hand in the air, but made certain no one would mistake it for a voluntary action.
“Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette. Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet. Out from the window see her back drop silhouette. This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget!” Miroku and Shippo ended the song together with Miroku playing that last notes on his guitar and Shiori beating a steady measure in the background.
Kagome cupped her mouth with her hands and screamed praises. In the midst of her jumping and waving a strong hand grabbed her shoulder and she started. She would have fallen over if it wasn’t for Sesshomaru’s steadying hand.
“Where the hell have you been?” snapped a harsh female voice. It took a moment for Kagome to realize it was Sango speaking.
“What’s it matter? I’m here, aren’t I?” she snapped back. She did not appreciate being embarrassed in front of Sesshomaru.
“It matters because we’re up next. I’ve been looking all over this mad house for you, just to find you snuggled up with your artificial arm candy.” She grabbed Kagome by the arm and started dragging her towards the stage.
“Wait!” she cried, wrenching her arm away. “I can’t perform right now, I don’t know which song we’re doing.”
“Maybe you should have shown up earlier, then you would have had time to rehearse with everybody else.” Sango reached out to grab Kagome again, but the younger girl quickly stepped beyond reach.
“Come on, Sango! Have a heart! It would terrible if I got on stage and didn’t know the words, especially after what we did earlier.”
Sango looked from Kagome to the stage and back again, then said, “Fine. You go find Akari; she should have all the lyrics. I will go talk to Miroku and see if we can get all this settled.”
The two girls started off on their on separate missions. Kagome took a few steps, paused, and called out to the quickly disappearing girl, “Hey Sango!”
“What now?” she barked back.
“Do you – Where is… Akari… exactly?” she asked sheepishly.
Sango closed her eyes and took a deep breath before replying, “Backstage, you dolt.”
Kagome laughed, a little embarrassed, and ran off to find the little guitarist.
She found Akari flirting with some guy sporting numerous tattoos. She was sitting on instrument cases giggling and twirling her hair around her finger. Without a single polite word, Kagome grabbed Akari by the arm and pulled her roughly off her seat. She squeaked in surprise and stumbled a bit before regaining her balance. “What the hell?” she screamed while being dragged behind Kagome.
Once they were far enough away from the tatted distraction, Kagome whirled around and said, “Give me the lyrics to the song we’re supposed to perform tonight. I don’t know them.”
“Why didn’t you just ask? You didn’t have to drag me away like that, you know?” Akari felt around in her many different pockets until she finally pulled out a wad of paper. She tossed the ball at Kagome and walked back to the guy. “Good luck!” she tossed over her shoulder.
Carefully, Kagome tried her best to restore the sheet of paper to its original rectangular shape. She read through the lyrics once and they didn’t seem so bad. Pretty easy actually. She began to drum her fingers on one of the instrument cases trying to find the beat. Just then, Perverted Dogs took the stage, but there was something strange going on. The Dead Witches were on stage too, and Sango was standing center stage. The leather jacket she was wearing was gone exposing a crimson halter top and black mini skirt. She had even swapped out her boots for black heels. Further inspection revealed she had exchanged shoes with Kikyo. Kagome stood there with her mouth hanging open. What the hell was going on?
She ran out to where the audience stood and looked up at the weirdest thing she had ever seen. This was just too crazy.
There was a tap on her shoulder and she turned to find Miroku. “You need to learn those lyrics before the end of this song. I just pulled off a miracle here and it would be nice if all my hard work wasn’t wasted.”
Kagome didn’t say anything. She just nodded and put some distance between her and the freak show on stage. Behind her, a funky beat began to play followed by a rare sound, Sango’s singing voice.
“Well, sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water. And I think of all the things, what you doing; and in my head I paint a picture. ‘Cause since I’ve come on home, well my body’s been a mess. And I’ve missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress. Won’t you come on over, stop making a fool out of me! Why don’t you come on over Valerie?”
To say this was shocking would be an understatement. Sango was out in front of the crowd bouncing around in way that could only be described as idiotic based on her standards. It was like looking at a completely different person. Kagome knew if she did not land these lyrics, there was a cold steel-toed boot waiting to be inserted in her ass. She wandered further away from the stage in an attempt to gain a clearer picture of the melody.
She tried to tune out Sango’s voice in the background, “Did you have to go to jail? Put your house all up for sale, did you get a good lawyer? I hope you didn’t catch a ten. I hope you find the right man who’ll fix it for ya! Now, you’re shopping anywhere. Changed the color of your hair, and are you busy? And did you have to pay that fine that you were dodging all the time? Are you still dizzy?” It did have a catchy tune, though. That’s when it hit her. She knew what she had to do.
As the song came to an end and the band filed off stage, Kagome met Sango at the bottom of the stairs. “I can do it!” she cried.
Sango pulled on her black leather coat and regained her usual demeanor. “Good, I don’t want to be embarrassed for the second time today.” She reached down and started peeling the heels off her feet. “Oh, and by the way, you owe me huge for that crap I had to do just now.”
Kagome laughed, “Trust me, I already knew.” She skipped past Sango up the stairs to the stage. As soon as the crowd saw her they started cheering. The hoots and hollers caused a blush to spend on her cheeks. She smiled prettily and waved. Kohaku walked out on stage next. He didn’t bother to acknowledge the crowd, opting for the safety of his keyboard. Akari and Masurao ran out on stage right after followed by a surly Sango.
When everyone was at their places Kagome smiled and began. “I’m a Real Wild Child!” She screamed and the crowd erupted in cheers. “Well, I’m just outta school; like I’m real, real cool. Gotta dance like a fool. Got the message that I gotta be a wild one? Oo, yeah! I’m a wild one!” She looked out at the crowd to see people dancing and having fun; it brought a smile to her face and she started to have fun too.
“Gotta break it loose! Gonna keep ’em movin’ wild. Gonna keep it swingin’ baby. I’m a real wild child.”
She moved over to Masurao and stood with her back to his as she sang out, “Gonna meet all my friends. Gonna have ourselves a ball. Gonna tell my friends. Gonna tell them all! That I’m a wild one. Oo, yeah! I’m a wild one!” She pretended to play along with him on her own invisible bass as she made her way back to center-stage.
“Gonna break it loose! Gonna keep ’em movin’ wild. Gonna keep it swingin’ baby. I’m a real wild child!” She ran from one side of the stage to the other giving everyone in the front row high-fives.
“I’m a real wild one. An’ I like a wild fun. In a world gone crazy, everything seems hazy. I’m a wild one! Oo, yeah I’m a wild one!” She could feel the high energy in the air. She feel everyone in the crowd enjoying the song and it got her blood moving. She was having so much fun that she did not want the performance to end. The adrenaline coursing through her system made her feel higher than her performance earlier. She couldn’t get enough.
“Gonna break it loose! Gonna keep ’em movin’ wild! Gonna keep it swingin’ baby! I’m a real wild child!” As the song ended she danced like no one else was around, jumped and waved her fists, and just sang until it over. When the last note rung out the crowd cheered. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath and all she could think to do was thank them, thank everyone out there who was feeding her this awesome energy.
She bunny hopped down the backstage stairs. She was so hyped she couldn’t imagine ever coming down, but she did. Quickly. Sesshomaru and Koga were backstage having a screaming match. Sesshomaru stood tall with a vein throbbing at his temple as he glared down at his bandmate. The rest of his band were just standing around watching.
“You can’t do this! It’s not just your band!” Koga screamed. His hands were balled in tight fists, his whole body was trembling with anger.
“I will not perform with someone who is inebriated. I will do this alone or we will not do this at all,”Sesshomaru snapped back. Everything about him seemed to scream “danger.”
Koga breath puffed through his nose like some sort of bull. His eyes were wild. Then he looked around the room for help. No one moved. His eyes landed on Kagome. All the wildness vanished. He seemed as calm as a spring pond when he spoke next. “Fine. I’ll sit this one out.” Then he turned and walked away.
Sesshomaru stormed out on stage with his guitar in one hand and a stool in the other. It was a sight bordering on magical when he passed the curtains. His body language changed. He was relaxed, calm, but a little sad. He carefully placed the stool center stage and took his seat.
He adjusted the mic before starting, “I’m looking at you through the glass. Don’t know how much time has passed. Oh God, it feels like forever! But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head. ‘Cause I’m looking at you through the glass. Don’t know how much time has passed. All I know is that it feels like forever, but no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head.” Kagome looked at him, mesmerized. This was something different from anything he has performed in the challenge. She felt like she was looking at his soul. She could feel his loneliness. His sadness. His disappointed expectations.
“How much is real? So much to question. An epidemic of the mannequins, contaminating everything we thought came from the heart, but never did right from the start. Just listen to the noises, null and void instead of voices. Before you tell yourself it’s just a different scene, remember it’s just different from what you’ve seen!
“I’m looking at you through the glass. Don’t know how much time has passed. Oh God, it feels like forever! But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head. ‘Cause I’m looking at you through the glass. Don’t know how much time has passed. All I know is that it feels like forever, but no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head!”
“And it’s the stars! The stars that shine for you, yeah! And it’s the stars! The stars that lie to you, yeah!” The strength of his voice left goosebumps all over her skin. Just then Koga tapped her on her shoulder.
“I’m sorry you had to see that.”
“What? You and Sesshomaru arguing? It’s all right. It happens to all bands at some point, right?”
He laughed. His blue eyes sparkling in the light. “Yeah, but I don’t want you to think I’m a bad guy. How about we go talk somewhere?”
“Sure, after Sesshomaru’s song.”
Koga laughed nervously. “I don’t think he’ll want to see me. Maybe if I talk to you, you could explain everything to him. I doubt he’ll bite your head off.”
Kagome looked at Sesshomaru, then back at Koga. “I don’t miss this,” she replied uncertainly.
Koga grabbed her hand and began to lead her away. “Oh come on. You’ll still be able to hear him, I promise. He probably won’t even notice you’re gone.”
Kagome walked with him out to his van. Inside, was an old couch and shag carpet. It was like something out of the 70s. She looked around expecting to see lava lamps and disco balls. He was right about one thing, she could still hear Sesshomaru so she didn’t miss the last line of his song, “Who are the stars? Who are the stars that lie?”