Boys of Summer

Chapter One: Meet the Guys

Summary

InuYasha, Shippo, and Miroku are three boys in a band that are trying to make it big. Kagome, Kanna, and Sango are three girls just trying to enjoy their summer vacation. Three boys, three girls, one unforgettable summer!

Note

YAY! Boys of Summer is back! Aren't you glad? It may be a little while before I can get all of the chapters done because I'm still working on Hearts in Ice on my pen name Lady Zhen Ji. Leave it to me to create another name and not know that my old pen name was working! --' Well, nonetheless, I hope you guys enjoy the story being back because this time it's going to be better than ever!

Characters Ages

Boys InuYasha: 18 Miroku: 18 Shippo: 15

Girls Kagome: 18 Sango: 18 Kanna: 15

A large red Dodge Ram roared down the sunny California streets, making people walking down the streets stop and look. The sidewalks were lined with sun-tanned girls in bathing suits and guys in swim trunks. Miroku was propped up in the bed of the truck, his silver sunglasses reflecting the suns rays. His bare feet tapped along to the rhythm of the guitar he was holding against his bare chest, playing a low soft tune. Shippo looked down the street, anxiously waiting to arrive at their destination. He sighed and reached for his CD played in the floorboard. He dug around amongst the box of drumsticks, comic books, and CD cases.

"Hey, InuYasha, where's my CD player?" The red head looked around nervously, his drumsticks in his mouth.

InuYasha had his silver hair pulled into a loose ponytail at the nape of his neck. He looked over the edge of his sunglasses to peer at the road sign before making a left turn. His dog like ears twitch nervously to and fro, making him seem more agitated than he really was.

"InuYasha! Where is my-Oomph!" InuYasha's hand flew from the steering wheel and clamped over Shippo's mouth.

The annoyed boy pulled into a small diner and slammed on his breaks, causing Miroku to loose balance and slide back through the guitars and drums and hit the tailgate. He stood up and brushed off his shorts.

"Ok! Back half way broken, but I'm still alive!"

He stepped over the side of the truck, and by a strange twist of fate, his foot slipped on the large tire and sent the guitarist to the ground. Shippo and InuYasha shut their doors and moved around the bed of the truck and saw Miroku sprawled on the asphalt. Shippo sighed and squatted down beside his friend to help him up, and InuYasha just looked at Miroku like he was an idiot.

"What poor female was victim to your perverted ways this time?" InuYasha asked, making his way towards the diner.

Miroku propped himself up on his elbow and smiled.

"If you consider your truck a female, and slipping on a tire and falling to your doom as perverted, then your truck was the victim."

Shippo snickered and threw Miroku his gray t-shirt.

"Well, if you're done with groping InuYasha's truck, let's go get something to eat please!"

Miroku bolted up and tackled Shippo. He grabbed him in a headlock and began to give the younger boy a noogie.

"Fear my noogie of death! Submit to it's rough scrubbing power!"
"Miroku cut it OUT! STOP!"
"ENOUGH!"

Miroku and Shippo stopped their beatings on one another and looked up at InuYasha, glaring down at the two with angry golden eyes. Shippo and Miroku laughed nervously and got up from the parking lot. They followed InuYasha into the restaurant and sat down in a booth. They ordered their drinks, and sat looking at their menus when InuYasha grabbed a napkin from behind the salt and pepper took a pen from his pocket. He looked the window for a moment, then scribbled down something on the napkin. Shippo looked away from his milkshake to read the napkin.

"Nobody on the road, nobody on the beach. What's up with that?" He asked, sipping on his milkshake.

InuYasha quickly crumpled up the thin napkin and stuck it in his pocket. He took a long drink from his Coke before giving Shippo a quick half smile.

"It's nothing."

The waitress came and took their orders, and the trio sat waiting patiently for their meals. Miroku was smiling and winking at a girl seated behind them, Shippo had ordered another milkshake, and InuYasha was steadily sipping on his drink when the waitress brought the food. Miroku picked up his burger and took a large bite and chewed slowly. InuYasha poked at his Philly cheese steak sandwich before doing the same, and Shippo wolfed down his hotdog before running over to the dessert bar. Miroku and InuYasha had finished by the time Shippo was on his third piece of cherry cheesecake. Miroku and Shippo raced out to the truck while InuYasha paid the check. Shippo sat in the bed of the truck and Miroku had flopped down in the passenger's seat when he finally made it outside.

"InuYasha, how much longer do we have to go until we reach the beach house?" Shippo asked, popping a Linkin Park CD into the portable player he held.

InuYasha unlocked the dashboard and scanned over the map and pointed to a spot on the map.

"You see this area right here on the map?" He asked, Shippo sticking his head through the sliding window to view the map.

Miroku looked at the map with his friend and pointed to the spot on the map that marked the diner.

"Hey! We're about twenty minutes away!" He said, redoing the ponytail that held his black hair back.

His blue eyes shimmered with mischief when he looked at InuYasha and Shippo.

"Can we have a beach party?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because you're a pervert."
"I didn't ask you Shippo!"
"Ok, you two. Let's get to the house so we can get the equipment out of this sun. We can't afford any more until we get a job."

Shippo laughed and twirled his drumsticks around.

"Yeah, that's why I'm still playing with these old drum sticks."
InuYasha popped the red haired boy across his head.

"Ryan Dusick threw those to you during the Maroon 5 concert you begged me and Miroku to take you to last year!"

Shippo smiled and looked down at the drumsticks that Ryan Dusick himself had signed and threw down at Shippo, making him almost wet his pants from excitement. Miroku and InuYasha, needless to say, had to carry the boy out of the arena that night.

"And these drum sticks have been the best things I have ever got! Ryan is my idol because he is an awesome drummer!"

InuYasha and Miroku laughed and patted the boy on the back.

"Well, good. Because when we get to the house we're going to practice until you can out drum him understand?" InuYasha said, putting the truck into gear and pulling out of the diner's parking lot.

Shippo groaned and faced his back to his two elder friends.

"Do you know how long that's going to take me?" Shippo asked, playing the air drums.
InuYasha made a right then headed down the street.

"Not long, considering you're already an excellent drummer. Me and Miroku need get warmed up too."

Miroku looked at InuYasha like he was a crazy man and InuYasha shot him a secret wink from behind his glasses as if to say,

"Shh! When he's practicing we'll go crash in the living room and watch
rated R movies for a few hours!"

Miroku kept his mouth shut and grabbed onto the dash board as the red monster that InuYasha had the nerve to call a truck tore up the rocky driveway, and opened up into a clearing to reveal a small pond, and two houses that were on opposite sides of the pond. The three boys ran around to the wooden house and tackled the door trying to get it open. When Miroku and Shippo had run up to their rooms, InuYasha locked the door behind him and started pulling the sheets of the furniture. He flopped down and pulled the wallet out of the back pocket of his blue jeans. He flipped it open and looked at the pictures he had of him and Miroku when they were growing up together. When his mother died, his next-door neighbors Kaori and Mokuba along with their son Miroku took him in and raised him. Then on their third birthday, Kaori and Mokuba brought home another adopted brother. He was about a month old, and the gang known as the 'Thunder Brothers' had killed his parents. But when Shippo was three and they were six, Kaori was killed in a car crash. Mokuba wasn't the same after that, and InuYasha had lost his adoptive mother. Miroku took it better than InuYasha had thought, and Shippo was too young to realize that he had lost the woman that had took care of him for three years. Then, four years later, another tragic event took the life of Mokuba. He died from a rare disease that the doctor couldn't even classify. Shippo was seven, InuYasha and Miroku were ten. After that, the three 'brothers' went to live with a priest that raised them until Miroku and InuYasha were old enough to look after themselves and Shippo.
InuYasha put his wallet away after his trip down memory lane in time for Shippo to jump over in one of the recliners with his Gameboy. Miroku came next and flopped down in the recliner opposite to him. A long silence came over them, until they gave each other the mischievous look that all boys get. Suddenly, the boys yelled to the top of their lungs.

"Party time!"

END- Whew! I hope you guys enjoyed. I'll try and update as much as I possibly can, and Heaven Sent will be up as soon as I finish Boys of Summer and Hearts in Ice. See ya!