A bunch of songs that I connected with Furuba. I hope you like!

Disclaimer-I own nothing...
Dedication- Kyo...sigh...me Kyo-kun...and to Troupe 1139! I love you guys!
"Is it true, sensei?" asked Hatsuharu as Shigure exited from Akito's private chambers. "Will others be singing and dancing other than the Old Year and New Year?"

"Yes." said Shigure, lighting up a cigarette. "Akito has decided that the tradition was getting dull for a long night feast. The Old Year and New Year will still dance, but there will be other entertainment while we eat."

"Who will it be?" asked Haru, eyebrows slightly raised.

"A drama troupe, from the Americas. Troupe 1139..."

Across the Pacfic Ocean...in Florida...
"Now, thespians!" called Captain Bonshewca, trying to gather her troop together. She finally blew a whistle from around her neck. They put down their scripts from their newest production, "Fools" by Neil Simon, and sat on the edge of their old, termite infested stage.

"One of my friends, Kana Sohma, mentioned us to the head of her family. He has contacted us, and wants us to dance for his New Year banquet in Japan! Isn't that exciting?"

"You know what this means..." said Jillian, one of the thespian captains. Everyone nodded.

"CAR WASHES!" shouted everyone. Several people laughed.

"I wonder what we will be doing?" said one of the juniors, a girl named Laurel. Her friend, Drusilla, shrugged, and went back to drilling screws into the walls of the backdrop.

"Hmmm...we need to decide what we will be doing." said Jim, other thespian captain. "We need a vote!" Everyone cheered.

"Write down your ideas and put them in the Almighty Cauldron of Votes!" shouted Jillian, waving around the gold-spray painted bowl. Very soon, it was filled to the top with ideas.

JT thrust his hand in, starting to pull out slips of paper, shouting out the ideas. Logan stood near the white-board and wrote down the ideas. People shouted out their favorties and Caleb wrote down tally marks next to each idea. Soon, they had the top ten outlined, and the second ten underlined.

Captain Bonshewca laughed and looked up airlines that might be willing to help them get to Japan.

"YOU'VE GOT MAIL!" shouted her computer screen, lighting up with multi-colored disco lights. She clicked on the email, sent from dogboylovesyou. It was instuctions for their performance, and a request or two...

About Three Months Later...
"YAH-HOOO!" shouted Troupe 1139, coming off the plane. They were here! It was finally happening!

"This is so exciting!" said Laurel, her eyes shining at all of the cute anime and manga posters everywhere. Corry, the tallest member of their troupe, snuck up behind her and tustled her long hair.

"You get excited about everything!" he said, laughing.

"I do, don't I?" All of the freshmen girls glared in their direction and instantly began to plot to get Laurel out of the way so one of them could score Corry.

"Let's get going, Troupe 1139!" shouted Captain Bonshewca, pointing to the exit where their bus was located. "The adventure has barely begun!"

Later...at the Sohma Residence...Back-stage...

"Where's the mascara?"

"Where's the purple eye-shadow?"

"Where are my fish-nets?"

"JT, go to the guy's dressing room!"

"Dru, will you do my hair?"

"Ow! I burned myself on the curling iron!"

"Guys! Five minutes to curtain! They're finishing their dance performance!"

"Break a leg!" (x10000000000 times)

"Break a leg with your first big solo, Laurel!"

"Thanks Corry!"

'Laurel must die!'(scheming little freshmen...)

"PLACES!"

(Scrambling, rustling, a few last minute hair-sprays, and then dead silence.)

Short, I know. But the next couple of chappies will be great!