Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. All rights belong to Rumiko Takahashi. However the songs you see here in this story are written by me, or I might ask one of you to create a song for Demonic to sing.

Author's Note: Hi. Another story coming from PrincessNeverMore and I am intrigued and so stoked to write this story. Inuyasha is going to be slightly out of character, but I think it's going to be okay. Well enough of my ranting and here is the presentation of….. And thank you to the people have reminded me that I let out a very important basis of this story. I do not own Sensual Phrase.

Darkest Desire

Summary: A budding poet and lyricist, Kagome Higurashi, is determined in making it big in the show business. On the way to submit her lyrics she barely avoids getting into an accident. The driver of the vehicle turns out to be none other than Inuyasha Takahashi, lead vocals of the popular band Demonic.

Age Brackets: Kagome – 17, Inuyasha – 18, Miroku – 20, Shippo – 18, Koga – 20, Sesshomaru – 23, Sango – 19.

!WARNING!

THIS STORY IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY!

ANYONE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH SEXUAL INNUEDO'S AND CONTEXT SHOULD NOT READ ANY FURTHER!

Chapter 1

"Tell me what you think, Yuka. And please be totally honest. This is probably the hardest thing that I'd ever had to do." Kagome blushed to herself as her eyes scanned the lyrics that she had somehow managed to produce. Watching Yuka's eyes scan the paper, Kagome nervously bit down on her lower lip. This was her first attempt at writing something provocative, and what made her even more nervous was that she wasn't positive if it would be any good, because she was inexperienced in this category. Her chocolate eyes didn't look away from her friend. She could tell though, that Yuka's cheeks were turning a bright pink.

"These are really good, Kagome. You're definitely going to win the money. How much is it again?" Yuka set the paper down in front of her. Her cheeks still a hue of pink.

"I believe it's 500,000 yen.The Vibe Records wants an amateur's lyrics to make this new artist big. They wanted a very erotic feel for the lyrics, so this was my first attempt to do it." Kagome's wavy ebony hair blew in the breeze as Yuka handed back the lyrics.

"Well, you're definitely going to get it. I swear that song is… whew, hotter than those romance books that my mother reads." Yuka complimented Kagome's work.

"Thanks, Yuka it really means a lot to me. Now, I guess I have to go submit them. I'll talk to you tomorrow during class?" Kagome questioned her classmate.

"Absolutely, see ya Kagome." Yuka waved and the two of them went their separate ways.

Looking down to her lyrics, she pressed her lips together as she slid the paper inside of the manila envelope, and with the moisture from the tip of her tongue she wet the disgustingly awful taste of the tape, and sealed the final project. 'Here goes nothing.' Kagome thought to herself and started walking down to street and out of the corner of her eye she caught several girls in front of one of those television stores. All murmuring, Kagome managed to pick up segments of what they were all saying.

"Have you heard? Demonic is already sold out for the show up at the Arena." One petite short brunette spoke.

"Yeah, it sucks. I didn't even get a chance to buy the tickets. I think they were sold out on the first day it was announced that they were performing." This time a rather slim girl responded.

Kagome continued walking, her hands clutching the oversized manila envelope. She casted her eyes down for just a moment at the lyrics, not noticing the approaching crowd of people. It came as a surprise to her when everyone, small and tall, big and skinny starting weaving their way down the sidewalk. Bumping and sometimes even shoving just to get to the other side. By the time that the amount of people diminished Kagome noticed that something was amiss. Her hands were empty.

Frantically, her eyes scanned everywhere possible that the lyrics could have landed. Letting her eyes scan a bigger premises, she caught the yellow envelope laying in the middle of the road, and without thinking of anything she bustled her way out onto the street, missing one car by a miracle. Having the lyrics in her hand she started rising to her feet, but is surprised by a fast car that was approaching. It was very shiny, at least that was the last thought that Kagome had going through her head.

The car came to a screeching stop, the brake pedals grinding against the metal. With the car now parallel to Kagome, the engine cut off and she could hear someone step out of the vehicle.

"Am I dead?" Kagome spoke to herself.

She could hear the male chuckle. "Well, I would hope not. I don't think I'm ready to be called a murderer." Kagome then looked up to the male. Broad shoulders, long ebony locks flowed to the middle of his back and she could tell that his body was well toned. Her eyes drifted up to the mans face but a pair of sunglasses were covering his eyes. To her pleasant surprise, he yanked them off and made his way over to her, his eyes were an unusual hue of amber.

"Are you hurt?" He asked.

"OH! Yeah, I'm fine." Kagome said, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. 'If it was a choice, I would say you could run over me any damn day of the week.' Planting a hand beside her ass, she started propping herself up, just as she was about to stand she crumpled back down to the pavement.

"You sure you're okay. Tell me where it hurts." The guy placed his large hand atop of her knee, with a quick intake of breath Kagome thought she had felt some kind of spark. She didn't speak. He moved his hand higher up her leg, laying it comfortably close to her thigh. She still couldn't speak. "Come on, you gotta help out here. How am I supposed to know where it hurts?" His hand slid up under her skirt to see if the pain was higher. Kagome this time didn't speak, but she did however manage to let out a soft moan. The man chuckled. "I don't know if you're moaning in pleasure or in pain."

Looking up through hooded eyelashes, she blinked once, then rose to her feet quickly, the pain in her ankle already gone. "Hey, I am not like that."

"I'm pretty sure you're going to be alright, and I don't have the time to take you to the hospital. But if you need anything, here." He handed her what looked like a pass. "I'll be in town for a couple more days you can find me there." The guy chuckled once more before rising to his feet. Just as he was about to move back to his car, he felt something press against his jeans. It was some sort of paper. He scooped it up and positioned himself behind the wheel. Kagome looked down to the pass in her hands and read it to herself.

"Demonic, Tokyo Arena, All Access, 2 days." Kagome looked up just in time to see the car speed away. 'He must be in the music business.' Just remembering, she looked down to the road once more to find her lyrics. "Hey. Where'd my lyrics go?"

She went to the median and looked in the dry grass. Nothing. She then decided to fight against the traffic once more to get to the other side of the road. And on the way, still she found nothing. Where could they have gone?

-- Later on towards the night --

"Wow, it really worked?" Kagome looked down to the pass; the two gentlemen at the door had let her in. It was a real pass. She couldn't believe it. She was at first hesitant to go but decided to herself that it'd be a good experience to see a rock group perform, because she wanted to become a lyricist.

Continuing her walk down the empty hall, it was easy to figure that they had already started. Walking down the aisle of the many rows, she managed to snag a front row spot, She was just catching the end of a song as she was walking down.

"Your fingers dig into the skin of my back
As the second round of the night commences
Desperate to ignite the fire again

Just one more thrust
Will always push you over
Screaming out for me to hear."

Kagome couldn't believe what these lyrics were doing to her. The voice just wrapped around her easily, her body reacting to the lyrics of the song. It was powerful; she could no longer hear the crowd. It was just her and the song. The climax of the song almost sent her into a frenzy…

"And now for the final song of tonight, here is Sexual Addiction."

Kagome looked up then, her song was entitled that. 'How is it possible that… that guy, h-he's the singer?' Kagome's eyes widened as she finally took a good look at the lead vocalist. It was the guy from earlier. She couldn't help but to be held in rapture as his voice carried the song exactly the way she had wanted it to go. But she noticed that the song had some altercations.

"Your body a temple,
Trembles with ecstasy as my fingers roam
From your breasts down

Your mouth a sweet coven
Traces of heaven
In your honey filled kiss

Deeper, you scream
Faster, I thrust
Louder, you moan
In a mess we come together."

The house lights dimmed as the last note carried through the arena, and just before it darkened completely, the guy leapt from the stage and hooked his fingers under her chin to make her look up at him. "What a surprise, you came." He chuckled as he pulled her over the gate and went back stage with Kagome in his arms.

Author's Note: In this chapter I have referenced to the total amount of how much Kagome would be getting for submitting the lyrics, here is a basic conversion from the Japanese currency yen to the American dollar. 500,000 Yen is approximately 4,627.36.