The reporter smiled as he looked across the table at the young woman. Part of her hair was pulled over her bare shoulder, covering up half of her green tank top. A rose gold heart locket rested just above her breasts, shining a bit in the artificial light of the room. Her large sapphire eyes were kind as she regarded him, left hand reaching up to wipe a bit of sweat from her brow. He caught the small sparkle of a diamond on her ring finger and gave her a small smile before beginning.
"Kagome Higurashi, lead singer of the band The Demonic Angels. Twenty-one years old. You just had a birthday, is that correct?"
"Hai. That is correct," she replied, feeling a bit nervous. This was the bands’ first interview since making it big after all.
"But it’s Kagome Taisho now. They haven’t had a chance to change my file yet."
He nodded with a kind smile, watching as the young man beside her placed a hand over her own. The bands’ guitarist, Inuyasha Taisho and Miss Higurashi had been married secretly over the holidays; a rumor now confirmed to be true. It was public knowledge that she’d already carried his mark when they were signed, but from the looks of the silver wedding band on his ring finger, it appeared he’d insisted on giving her a more formal ceremony.
Back to the questions. The reporter, known simply as Renkotsu, cleared his throat before asking the next question. "And this is the first tour your band has gone on, correct? How are you enjoying America so far?"
"Hai. And it’s amazing. It’s very different from Japan, but I like it just the same," she answered, leaning a bit against her mate/husband.
"I admit I feel a bit homesick from time to time, but it’s getting easier to adjust."
Renkotsu smiled, pausing in his questioning as the other three band members and their manager walked in. "Ahh. Just on time."
Miroku Houshi, the drummer walked in beside his fiancee, Sango, one arm around her waist as they took seats beside the pair currently being interviewed.
Sango Taijiya, a talented young woman who altered between acoustic guitar and her keyboard depending on what the song called for; Kagome’s best friend since childhood.
Shippo Kitsune, a young fox demon, stepped in after them, violin and bass skills being his specialty. "How’s it going?" he asked, taking one of the two remaining seats.
Their manager was the last to join them, dressed to her best in a casual business suit, band shirt underneath the jacket and orange Chucks on her feet. At nineteen, she was one of the youngest in the industry to hold such a position. Shippo’s girlfriend, Miss Kilala Tenchi; a charming young cat demon. She smiled and sat, crossing her legs in a ladylike manner, motioning for the reporter to continue.
"Alright…" Renkotsu began. "It seems that what everyone really wants to know, is how you six got from where you were, to where you are now." His pen was poised at the ready, tape player already recording as Kagome chuckled.
"Well… I suppose it all began the night before our…" she gestured to Miroku, Inuyasha, and Sango before continuing.
"… senior year of highschool. The night we got the call that we were going to be given stage time at this small, yet popular club. The Crazy Eights." She smiled fondly at the memory, and began her story, their story to fame.
