I am so sorry for accidentally deleting this story! I couldn't find the document again, so I've had to rewrite it from what I had. It might be better, it's probably not as good. But I'm so sorry! I hope my vow on never deleting it again will keep your faith with me!

Can the previous fans please rewrite your reviews, or new ones for that matter and yes you can kill me as much as you want for deleting it. Forgive me! Please! I am so sorry! And new fans welcome too!

Thank you very much and a happy New Year!

JJ

As the final note was struck, the crowd went wild. One by one, the members on stage disappeared behind a large screen, where the screaming crowd was waiting, held off by large burly officers. They walked past the human barricade, throwing coy smiles at their fans, and slid into the gleaming black limousine.

"Did we rock or did we ROCK!' The spiky red hairdo could belong to no one by Abarai Renji, the drummer.

"It went very well." Orihime clapped, grey eyes sparkling with glee. She smoothed down her white dress, glancing at Ichigo. "Well, what do you think?" She asked him.

"It was great. You sang beautifully." He smiled, giving Orihime a fond pinch on the nose. She giggled, blushing as she buried her face into his leather jacket. He was the guitarist, also Orihime's boy friend.

Silent, Chad listened to the merry chatter. He suited his instrument well; the bass guitar. Inconspicuous, but the backbone of every band.

They were Jurisdiction. The name meant power, right about others. How very fitting it was! The four had climbed to the top of the ladder, and now sat in the throne.

The limousine pulled up in front of the prestigious Peninsula Hotel. Camera's were thrust into their faces, as they managed their way from the lobby to the lifts. The biggest rooms had been booked for their benefit, with expensive fittings and dinner awaiting.

"Well done." The cool voice could belong to no one but Hitsugaya Toushiro, their manager.

"Toushiro!" Ichigo said by way of greeting.

"Gee manager, you sure missed a damn great show!" Renji wrapped his arm around Hitsugaya's shoulders.

"Get off, Renji!" He groaned.

"Kurasaki-kun…" A sing song voice led him to his private bedroom.

"Inoue." He smiled. She was sitting on the bed, clothed only in a skimpy white dress, the outline of her bra and panties very visible.

"It's your first time, isn't it?" She stretched out like a cat, displaying her 'assets'.

"Yours too?" He raised an eyebrow. She blushed.

"Not today." He said. She pouted, sliding off the smooth covers.

"Why not? We've been together for a year now. What is holding you back?"

He shook his head. He didn't know why, but he could not feel that sort of attraction to her. They had slept in the same bed many times, but he had always held back from sex.

"What is it?" She cried, tears about to form.

"Hush…" He murmured, drawing her face between his hands and kissed.

In the city of Tokyo, just a few streets away, a fustrated young teenager was being consoled by her friend.

"It just doesn't make sense!" The black haired girl with deep purple eyes clenched her fists.

"Calm don, Rukia." The woman with strawberry blonde hair and rather voluptuous breasts said. "It's not the end of the world, right, Hinamori?"

The girl with her hair in a bun nodded enthusiastically. "You can always send it to another company."

Rukia fought off her friends crowding around her and stood on the balcony. She stared at the bustling streets, her eyes roaming around to find any inspiration. A budding artist she was, strong and proud. Yet, no one wanted her works. She sighed, drawing her finger along the balcony.

She turned around, and walked back into the living room. She found Hinamori and Matsumoto kneeling in front of the radio, listening the the broadcasted song with a sort of idolatry.

"You're missing it, Rukia!" Matsumoto gasped.

"What?"

"Jurisdiction's latest single! 'True to you'!" Hinamori replied.

"Oh. Them." Rukia scorned.

Now it was her friend's turn to be confused. "How can you say that?"

"They're just rich kids that got lucky. What do they know about truth and honesty?"

The lyrics were mocking her, singing of true love, found in a field of Tulips.

'Cupid's arrow found my heart,

Tying it to yours,

Forever shall we stay true to each other,

Never shall we part…'

"How unrealistic." She muttered, slamming the door behind her.

I hope it was acceptable! Next chapter will be coming soon, promised! Please review, but go easy on the flames! Can I expect 7+reviews before continuing, please? I just really need the motivation!