Any Way The Wind Blows

Any Way the Wind Blows

Ch 3 Let the good times roll

Kagome walked up the long driveway, watching in awe as the huge house came into view. She had on her usual attire of a black T-shirt with “NOTHING TO WEAR!” written in bold white letters and dark blue tight jeans. And of course, she had her black pair of converse. She always had those. Her long raven hair was free, and the cool September breeze swept it across her face. Her SG silently awaited it’s entrance in it’s black Gibson hard case with “DANGER” stenciled onto the top with red spray paint. She touched one of the bruises on her face, checking to make sure her makeup was all in place. She winced a little at the pain, but only sighed the memory away. She thought of InuYasha’s amber eyes instead. She smiled to herself, wondering what it would be like to get lost in those eyes for hours, wrapped up in his arms. She shook her head. “Easy Kagome… You haven’t even known him for twenty-four hours and you’re already fanaticizing…” she thought out loud. She laughed to herself as she stepped up to the door. “Baka…” she said to herself. She was about to knock on the door when Miroku pulled up in his beat up old car. Kagome ran out to the car and jumped up, landing in a laying position across the hood. He sighed and dragged her off and back to her feet. “Do you always have to beat her up like that? It’s not like she can take much more damage…” Kagome giggled and patted the car’s roof. “Yoko can take anything, Roku.” Miroku shook his head in defeat. “You’re paying for it when she falls apart on me…” Kagome laughed and started for the house. “Whatever you say, Little Brother.” Miroku leaned on the front door casually. “Only by a week and a half, Kags. And lets not forget who actually has a license.” He said smirking.
InuYasha opened the door and Kagome stormed in, walking past him with only a slight wave. InuYasha looked from her to the motionless Miroku laying sprawled across the welcome mat. His mouth hung open slightly and from what he could see, there was a red mark in the unmistakable shape of a hand across the left side of his face. InuYasha looked back at Kagome who, obviously over whatever Miroku had just earned the slap for, was gaping in awe at the size of the house. He looked back down at Miroku, who had begun to regain consciousness. He looked back at Kagome this time with amusement. He started chuckling. Miroku struggled to his feet and rubbed his head. “Oh shut up Inu… it’s only a matter of time before you get that done to you…” InuYasha doubled over laughing as Miroku walked in, grinning. Kagome laughed to and Miroku rubbed the back of his head. “Oh, Joy… humor at my expense.”
By now, the commotion had attracted Sango downstairs. “Oh, Hay Miroku. Hi Kagome. Good you brought your Guitar. I just finished setting up the studio.” Kagome’s jaw dropped. “S-Studio??? You actually have a recording studio?!” InuYasha smirked. “Yeah. We’re kind of loaded. Not to brag, mind you. My half brother is Sesshomaru Taisho.” Kagome cocked her head. “The Sesshomaru Taisho? As in the Lawyer who has lost only one case in his entire career? The same Sesshomaru Taisho who is rumored to be the richest man in the state?” Sango nodded. “Don’t let that fool you, though. He’s as big of an asshole as they come.” Kagome nodded solemnly. “I’d like to meet him sometime.” Sango and InuYasha exchanged looks. InuYasha shook his head. “Trust me, you don’t. Now c’mon, lets go to the studio.”
“This place is fucking HUGE!” Kagome said as they entered the studio. “How do you not get lost in here?” Sango picked up a gig case and unzipped it. “You’ll learn your way around.” She took out her custom Fender bass and began checking it’s tuning. Kagome looked at the design more closely. The background was metallic dark purple with orange and red flames coming up from the bottom, also metallic. In the foreground was a catlike demon with two tails. A figure in warrior armor swinging a giant boomerang was riding it. “That’s a cool design.” Sango nodded. “It’s a demon slayer from feudal era Japan. Supposedly some of my ancestors were Demon Slayers.” Kagome nodded. She looked at InuYasha, who was busy helping Miroku set up a drumset. “Hay, Sango?” Sango looked up. “I was wondering. Does InuYasha have a Girlfriend?” Sango grinned. “I’d be careful if I were you. He has great hearing.” Kagome blushed, and quickly looked over to see if he had heard. He hadn’t. Sango laid a hand on hers and spoke softly. “I wouldn’t if I were you.” Sango went back to tuning her base and the two boys walked over before Kagome could question her. InuYasha was carrying his Custom BC Rich Beast. It was Glossy black with a huge sword with an almost glowing red aura angled so that it looked like the sword was coming out of the guitar and as about to cut you in half. It had the words “WIND SCAR” written in what looked like claw slashes in blood red as a backdrop.
Kagome reached over for her SG case, and removed her Guitar. The glossy cherry finish and black pickguard almost glowed under the soft white light. InuYasha stared at it for a few moments, studying it carefully. “Wait, that’s not a real ’61, is it?” Kagome nodded. “It was my fathers. He left it to me when he was killed.” InuYasha’s face sank and he could only look at her feet. “I’m sorry… I know what it’s like…” Kagome put a hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay, Inu. He died protecting me and my mother. He was a police officer for the city five years ago. He… he was gunned down by a suspect who had taken both me and my mother hostage at the time. The bastard was caught, though, after killing three more officers and two civilians. I don’t know what happened to him and I don’t care. So… anyways, my dad taught me all I know about guitar and left me this.” Kagome wiped a tear away, and lowered her head.
InuYasha was the first to break the silence. “Sometimes in our lives, we all have pain…” Miroku was the first to join in, followed by Sango and after a while, Kagome.

… We all have sorrow.
But if we are wise
We know that there’s always tomorrow.

Lean on me, when you’re not strong.
I’ll be your friend,
I’ll help you carry on.
For it won’t be long
‘Till I’m gonna need
Someone to lean on.

Please swallow your pride
If I have things
You need to borrow.
For no one can fill
Those of your needs
That you don’t let show

Lean on me, when you’re not strong.
And I’ll be your friend
I’ll help you carry on
For it won’t be long
'Till I’m gonna need
Someone to lean on

If there is a load
You have to bear
That you can’t carry
I’m right up the road
I’ll share your load
If you just call me

So just call on me brother,
When you need a hand
We all need someone to lean on
I might just have a problem
That you’d understand
We all need someone to lean on

Lean on me when you’re not strong
And I’ll be your friend
I’ll help you Carry on
For it won’t be long
‘Till I’m gonna need
Someone to lean on.

InuYasha strummed the last set of chords again, then looked into Kagome’s eyes as the last chord’s sustain faded. Kagome was lost in those golden pools. Her anger, her sorrow, her pain, they all seemed to fade away. “Thank You, InuYasha.” She said softly. InuYasha hugged her. He gently pushed her away to look into her dark eyes. “I mean that Kagome. I know what it’s like to loose family. Sango and Sesshomaru are the only family I have left.” She lowered her head. InuYasha gently lifted her face back up to his. “If you ever need to talk to someone. I’ll always be here, Kagome. I promise you that.” Miroku came up behind them. “Yeah… okay… not to break up the moment or anything, but you two are beginning to depress me. Can we do something happy?” Kagome took one last gaze into his understanding amber eyes, then pulled away completely. She plugged her guitar into an AMP. She strummed a few times. “And I don’t want the world to see me. ‘Cause I don’t think they’d understand.” She said, digging out a pick. Miroku and Sango nodded and took their places. InuYasha moved his amp closer to Kagome’s spot and hesitated over the overdrive setting. “You want rhythm or treble?” Kagome flipped the switch on her SG to treble and set a couple of settings. “I’m a soloist remember? You take rhythm.” InuYasha pushed the button and the distortion kicked on. “Works for me.” They started playing.

I’d give up forever to touch you
And I know you’d feel the same way
You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now.

All I could taste is this morning
And all I could breathe is your laughter
But sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t want to miss you again

And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

You can’t fight the tears that ain’t coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
And when everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you’re alive

And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

Sango smiled after they all finished. “We kick ass…” Kagome nodded in agreement. InuYasha started to play American Idiot, and they played for the better half of the night. Around three in the morning, Sango and Miroku got tired and retreated to Sango’s room after much making fun of by InuYasha for making loud noises in her bedroom the last time Miroku stayed over. Kagome punched InuYasha in the arm. “More than I needed to know…” InuYasha laughed as Sango and Miroku stormed out. “Eh, it’s not as bad as I make it sound. You could hear it, alright, but my room is right up against hers after all.” Kagome gave him a blank look. “What part of not wanting to know don’t you understand?” “The part where I don’t get to annoy them.” He said with a smirk. He looked away for a few moments, sensing awkwardness. “I’m sorry Kagome. For pushing you about your dad earlier.” She looked up at him. “It’s okay. I… I’m mostly over it.” InuYasha frowned. “How can you be over it? My father died when I was only two. I barely remember him, and I’m still not over it.” Kagome looked at the floor again. “I…I’m fine InuYasha.” She forced out. InuYasha lifted her face to look into it. “Kagome, you’re crying…” InuYasha said tenderly, wiping a tear off of her cheek with his thumb and unintentionally smudging her makeup. She flinched away from him and covered her cheek with a hand. “I’m sorry.” She said. I…” she choked back a sob. InuYasha gently pulled her hand down and saw the bruise. “Kagome… What happened?” she looked away, ashamed. “Nothing. I wasn’t paying attention and I ran into an open door.” InuYasha looked at her disbelivingly. “You’re a horrible liar, Kagome. I recognize a bruise like that.” His voice was getting scratchy in anger. “Who hit you?” he demanded. Kagome pulled her hand out of his grasp and covered it. “I told you already. It’s nothing. Now please, drop it. I… I…” Kagome collapsed into his arms, sobbing. InuYasha held her and tried to comfort her. After what seemed like an eternity, she fell asleep. InuYasha couldn’t help but feel like this was right, even considering the circumstances. It wasn’t long before he drifted off, laying her head on his chest and wrapping his arms around her to comfort her.