AN: So I'm deciding to put a short prologue in to try and patch up some loose ends. Cause some of the plot isn't really explained in the first chapter or the description. Not sure if it will really help, but I'll try. You know when you have those really big ideas, but you have trouble explaining it without giving it all away. That's what I have. Thus the prologue was born.
Third Person
It was almost time for the final concert the blond thought to himself as he stared out at the crowd from his view at the window. There were so many people, and they were here to watch the band perform.
It never ceased to amaze Cloud how people would crowd around just to watch someone sing and dance on stage. They weren't any different from the rest. They just got the chance to show the world what they could do. The world had just happened to love it too.
"Roxas, come on. They say we need to go pick out our clothes." Axel, one of his best friends cut in from the door.
"I thought that wasn't for another thirty minutes." he answered, finally turning away from the glass to give his friend a confused look.
"Yeah, it isn't. I just thought that I'd give you a head start before Demyx gets his hands on them. Figured you didn't want to be late again."
The blond let out a chuckle before following the redhead out the door. Along the way he looked at the walls lined with posters about the performances that would be held here. Sure enough at the top in bright purple letters, were the words Three Days Grace – October 21, 2003.
Another involuntary sigh escaped his lips as he read it. His head hurt. Cloud Strife, poor country boy. Roxas Bennington, the famous lead singer of Three Days Grace. No one would ever guess that they were the same person except for the ones who knew. God, he felt like he was in the Hannah Montana show.
"Hey Axel, do you have any aspirin?" the blond decided to ask. Said redhead stopped walking and turned around to give him a concerned look, before reaching into one of his pockets and handing it to him.
"You know I worry about you sometimes," he started and Cloud could already tell where this was going.
"I'm gonna stop you there. I don't need to be depressed for the rest of the night," he stated, giving him a warning look to just let it drop.
He could tell that his friend wanted to say something else, but complied and just continued on to the dressing room. Just as the blond was about to go through the door the redhead stopped him and whispered in his ear, "Cloud," the blond tensed at the use of his real name, "You know we're all here if you ever want to talk." he leaned back a bit and started to talk back at normal volume. "Time to get changed Roxas. Can't keep the fans waiting for my awesomeness." And the night went on.