HALLO MY PEOPLE!

As you all have noticed, I have practically disappeared off the face of the earth from writing fanfics. Messages sent to me about fics and whatnot usually received a "Sorry guys, I'm retired from writing here". BUT I LIED. Because here I am, writing stories for the lovely masses once again!

I had a bunch of ideas swirling through my head, as per usual (Some involved Juudai being a poker king, ha-ha), but then I decided to re-work an old favorite for you guys...

Love in Concert G! I often got reviews asking me for the second chapter of this story, and these would receive a "Sorry, it's only a oneshot!", but I decided that I could have all the more fun with this story, and I finally chose to use this as my guinea pig, if you would, to test out my rusty writing skills.

So to recap, Juudai Yuuki is taller and slightly older than Johan, and he's kind of a brat. I used to be in choir and I play the flute, but if I miss some music stuff here and there, I would be very grateful if you would please point it out to me.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! GX, but I promise to take good care of the characters and put them back nice and neat on their shelves when I'm done.


At first glance, Johan Andersen was your average teenager.

But once you asked him what his favorite music was, well, you'd be pretty astonished at the answer.

"Music? Oh, I like classical. Mozart, Strauss, Beethoven, and the like." He would calmly reply.

And if you looked at his iPod, he'd be right. It was loaded with classical music.

That's because Johan came from a family of classical musicians. His father was a respected conductor, and had been to orchestra halls all over the country. His mother was a cellist, and the two had met at a concert, and fallen in love.

Their musical talent had shown in the family as well. Johan's oldest sister, Maria, was a clarinetist. Sonya, the second oldest, played the flute. His older brother Lukas was a pianist. And his younger brothers Nathan and Seth (whom were twins) both played the trumpet.

And what did Johan play? Nothing.

We kid you not! Johan didn't play an instrument at all.

It wasn't because Johan didn't like classical music, he loved it. He had what his teachers called "The Andersen Family Music Drive", or just "The Drive". It was what made him tap his foot all the time, drum his fingers, hum, and whistle. He could make any statement into a song. All of his siblings had it, and his father, too.

But here was the problem: Johan could pick up a sheet of piano music and read it like a book. He could whistle the tune perfectly, but when he sat down at the piano and played it...

Fail. Epic fail.

And that's what happened. Johan read it, whistled it, played it, and failed it.

The result? He was banished from the piano. And the flute, the trumpet, the clarinet, and any other musical instrument. Johan was his family's failure, and he knew it.

But Johan didn't give up. He stuck around when his siblings' tutors came, listened to the classical station on the radio, listened on his iPod, and tried everything.

Still, little changed. Johan was good at everything else, though. His grades were fantastic, and he had good friends. He was a healthy teenager who had a drive for music, but nowhere to channel it to.

And his family didn't help. His father's side of the family loved his passion for music, hated the fact that he couldn't play an instrument. He put a black mark on their otherwise perfect musical family, a flat note where it shouldn't be. His mother's side was the opposite: They loved him because he couldn't play an instrument, but hated the drive for music he had. They thought that music was a useless talent. It was fine for piddling around at talent shows and in school, but it was preposterous to think that musicians were anything more than glorified artists.

Johan believed he was the failure of the family; he wasn't cut out for the music world. His family believed that, too.

But there was still one channel of music they hadn't tried yet.

And that channel was discovered by a famous violinist by the name of Juudai Yuuki.

Johan really owed it all to his sisters. If they hadn't come in the kitchen to listen to the radio on that warm summer evening, Johan would have never even heard of Juudai Yuuki.

And he wouldn't have fallen in love with him.


"Johan!" The blunette looked up at his older sisters, who were standing in the kitchen doorway. They looked excited.

He smiled. "What is it? How much do I owe you?"

Sonya laughed. "Could we listen to the radio? The station we want to listen to doesn't come in well on the radio upstairs."

Johan nodded to the small black radio on the counter. It was currently playing Tales from the Vienna Woods. "Sure. What is it you want to hear?"

Maria sighed. "Juudai Yuuki."

Johan blinked. "Who?"

Sonya stared at her little brother in amazement. "You don't know who Juudai Yuuki is? He's a famous violinist! A child prodigy!"

The words were a heavy hammer to Johan's heart. "Really? How good is he?"

Maria fiddled with the stations. "Let's put it this way: He's seventeen years old, and he's already performed symphonies at some of the biggest concert halls in the country. Dad's even conducted some of his performances."

Emerald eyes widening, Johan's breath was stolen. "He's only a year older than me!"

Sonya shushed him. "We found the station!"

The girls huddled around the radio. Sighing, Johan pulled his chair closer to listen.

"And now we will hear a solo performance by Juudai Yuuki, a song he composed himself. Dreams of the Spirits."

The kitchen grew silent. The radio offered only the sound of a person standing up and a chair pushing back.

Suddenly, the radio erupted into sound of a violin crescendo, which dove into a sweeping waltz, and then a steady allegro. It was hard to believe only one person was playing.

To the untrained ear, it sounded jumbled. To Sonya, Maria, and Johan Andersen, it sounded like a work of art.

And, for the first time in his life, Johan was rendered speechless.


For months, Johan read every single magazine about Juudai Yuuki, every single article. He downloaded his compositions onto his iPod, scanned the news for anything on the violinist, and tacked magazine and newspaper clippings of interviews and performance reviews onto his bulletin board.

His parents were pleased Johan looked up to someone as such. Sonya and Maria called it love. Lukas called it an obsession. Seth and Nathan thought it was funny. Oddly enough, Johan really had to agree with Sonya and Maria. He felt that he was falling in love with the violinist.

Johan knew that his chances of meeting Juudai Yuuki were crazy slim. He figured that the closest he'd ever get to the violinist would be a live performance and a signed CD.

And he was right...for a while.


"Johan! Wake up!" Sonya pounded on her little brother's bedroom door. "Wake up! We have something to tell you! It's really important!"

Groaning, Johan poked his head out of his room. "What? It's only Saturday, let me sleep."

Maria grinned. "Well, if we let you sleep in; you'd sleep away your chance to meet Juudai Yuuki!"

First, Johan was stunned. "I must be dreaming. Wake me up when it's over."

Lukas grabbed his blunette sibling by the shoulders. "Look. You've been obsessed with this guy since summer started. He's all you talk about. Now you're telling me you're going to pass up the chance to meet him? No way. I'll drag you there if I have to."

Johan's eyes got wide. "You're serious? We're going to a concert today?"

Nathan nodded, his hair flopping into his eyes. "Yup! And he's going to be signing autographs for his fans! Dad got special front-row tickets 'cause of his conductor job."

Johan rushed back into his room and slammed the door. "Don't come in! I-I'll be right down!"

Seth grinned. "He can't wait."


Johan looked himself over in the mirror. He was pleased with the way he was dressed. He wore a white button down shirt under a dark blue blazer, and he had pressed his favorite black slacks so that they lay neat on his legs. His turquoise hair had been brushed until his head hurt, but still stuck out in that neat-but-messy style that wouldn't be tamed.

Still, he was happy with it. He felt ready to meet Juudai Yuuki.

At least, as ready as he could ever be.

"Johan." Sonya knocked on the door to his room. "I've got some bad news."

He opened the door. "Yes?"

She fidgeted. "Y'see...The Andersen's are coming along."

Johan winced. The Andersen's were his father's side of the family. The ones who appreciated his drive for music, but hated that he couldn't play an instrument.

Sonya noticed his distaste. "If you don't want to come, that's okay. I'll get his autograph, and take some pictures-"

"No." Johan shook his head. "I want to meet him in person."

"Hey!" Johan watched as Nathan and Seth squeezed their way into his room. "We've got something for you, Johan!" The twins chorused. They held out a small, cardboard box.

Taking it from his younger brothers, Johan eyed the box. He shook it. Something inside it rattled.

"Open it!" Sonya shook him by the shoulders.

"Okay!" Johan took the top off. Inside was a slim, silver chain necklace. On the end was a silver treble clef.

Tears came to Johan's eyes. He blinked them away. "You got this for me?"

The twins nodded. "Yup!" Seth bobbed his head up and down. "Cost us every penny of our allowance."

"But don't get rid of it!" Nathan's eyes shone. "Wear it! And don't give up."

"Yeah, 'cause then we would be wasting our allowance if you tossed it," Said Seth, looking at his big brother with worry. "You're...not gonna toss it...are you?"

Johan grinned and clasped it around his neck. "I'll never get rid of it. I won't give up."

Lukas knocked on the door. "Party in Johan's room!" He grinned. "Don't let the Andersen's give you grief, okay? You're one of us, no matter what."

"I'll try not to." Catching his little brother's eyes, Johan quickly rephrased it. "I won't let them."

Sonya grinned and patted him on the back. "All right! Let's go meet Juudai Yuuki!"


However, to say that Juudai Yuuki was excited for the performance would be overshooting it by several miles.

He loathed public performances, hated meeting all those screaming girls clamoring for his autograph, and despised the fact that he had to retain a false smile on his face through it all. Worst of all, he was back in Chicago-the city where he was born and where he was treated like a god for his talents.

Pacing up and down in his elegant hotel suite at the Drake (1), Juudai angrily followed his reflection in the mirror. A sudden wave of disgust overtook him, and he swung his arm out, sending a display of flowers tumbling to the floor.

"Juudai, you shouldn't get so angry like that," his manager, Derek, chided gently. "You haven't been to your home city to play for more than three years!"

"And how I wish to any and all powers that be that it was longer!" The violinist snapped, bashing his hand on the table. "These people treat me like I'm their dancing monkey and they wait on me hand and foot like I'm some sort of child! I'm sick of it!"

Derek crossed the room in four strides and grabbed Juudai's arm. "They treat you like a child because you act like a child! And a spoiled one, at that!"

"Let go of me!" Juudai thrashed against his grip, eventually coming free and falling to the floor with an ugly 'thud'. He jumped to his feet in a flash, bringing himself up to his full height and meeting Derek's harsh blue stare with his own steely amber eyes, which flashed an indignant gold.

Derek pushed his brown-blonde hair away from his face. "Get dressed. The concert starts in an hour."

Throwing his arms up, Juudai stormed out to his own room to change, muttering something about circus monkeys.


Well, there it is! Love in Concert G! And...Juudai's quite the little stinker, isn't he? -snickers- We'll see if Johan can compete! He was practically raised in a family of stinkers, after all.

(1): The Drake is an exquisite hotel. I went to the one in Chicago last weekend for high tea on Sunday, and it's absolutely gorgeous there. I was thinking about putting Juudai up in the Palmer House-Hilton, which also a beautiful hotel, but the rooms are a tad small- it was built more than one hundred years ago, and they haven't done any entirely extensive renovations on the rooms.

For some of you who have read the original Love in Concert G, you know how it ends. But be warned! When I said that I was going to be re-writing this, I meant it! As a side note, for those of you who want to read the original at your leisure, I will send it to you either via PM or by email!

So coming up-there are going to be changes by the truckload, Juudai acts like a spoiled little diva, and the Andersen's-whom you may or may not remember acting like total jerks to Johan from the original-are making a comeback. Annalise and Marcus and the lot of them. Hoo-ray.

Anyway, reviews are greatly appreciated! I look forward to what you have to say to me after my long time in fan fiction hibernation!

-Rose