Beauty and the Bassist
By: SanguineFox
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho and I never will...such a sad, sad thought...
Warnings: Yaoi
Rating: PG13... will probably go up later...
Note: I can't even remember what this story was originally called, but this is another of the rewrites from my AFF site. If you've read that one... I should warn you that I have attempted to put Kurama more into his character, but I made him a model... so... there's only so much that I can actually do, sorry.
Chapter 1: One-sided Love
Badum
Wake
me with blind eyes
Ba da bada bada
To a world of lies
Badum,
badum
This is where it dies
…
Cymbals crash
(Black out)
The crowd went wild, the girls and some guys screaming their confessions of endless love for their favorite band member. Too bad for the audience all three were married, engaged, or not interested. Well, that's not true…
"What's wrong, Hiei?" the small girl approached the boy with the same eyes as her.
Hiei sat by the window, starting out the tour bus as they passed yet another corn field. "Nothing," he grunted at his reflection.
"But you're not happy?"
"I'm fine," he turned to face the only person he had ever cared about, the only family he had left.
"That's not the same as 'happy'," she smiled sweetly.
Hiei let out a huff of a laugh.
"That's a little better. Come on, Hiei," she encouraged, "You're the bass guitarist of the most popular rock band in America, Red Carnage. Everyone knows who you are, and would do anything just to meet you. You've done nothing but perform sold out shows for this entire tour…" when Hiei still didn't respond, "You get to ride all over the country with your favorite younger twin sister."
"That was low," he smiled.
"But it worked," Yukina cheered. "What were you thinking about just now? You seemed lost in thought."
"Nothing, really," he sighed looking out the window for a little bit before facing his sister again, she was waiting for a real answer, and refused to give up until she had gotten one. "Fine… I was wondering what I will do when this free ride is all over. You know when they figure out that we're really not as great as they thought we were. And I've wasted all my earnings on booze and weird 'I Love Lucy' paraphernalia."
"Hiei, don't be so pessimistic. This hasn't been a free ride at all. You, Yusuke, and Kazuma have all worked really hard to get where you are today. With all those try outs and practices lasting until three or four in the morning. You've worked really hard to be where you and your friends are today."
"Hn, it's not pessimism, it's being realistic. I'm waiting for the day to find me when I'm sitting on a coach with a wife beater on that barely covers my beer belly, and I'm surrounded by unknown empty bottles and cans of beer, watching the 'I Love Lucy' reruns that were considered old when we were born."
"That's not realistic at all," the girl with long teal colored hair giggled, "you hate beer. If anything you'd have that sake stuff, you like for some odd reason."
"Hn, yeah I guess, but I also hate 'I Love Lucy,' but I don't think that's going to stop me from buying a t-shirt with her face plastered all over it."
Yukina laughed out loud, which was still a soft sounding chuckle, "Don't lie, I've seen you up late watching those old black and white marathons."
Hiei just joined in on the enjoyment of being with his sister.
It was just a few cities over where a tall, gorgeous redhead was nodding his head to the rhythm of the latest CD from the overnight popular Red Carnage. It had been an odd addiction for him since the group first came out. In reality they really were like any other boy band that was out in the market, but the model just couldn't keep himself from completely falling for the repetitive and nonsensical lyrics and rather catchy beats. He was completely enthralled in the book that he was reading while dancing around a little to the music on his headset that he didn't even notice as the shadow of a much larger man crept over his slim frame. He did a final twirl to the beat of the music just before he ran into the broad, muscled chest of the older man with greased down black hair.
"Oh, good afternoon, Sensui," the redhead fell back almost gracefully on to his bed, pulling his headphones off.
"Actually, it's evening, Shuuichi," he nodded toward the window displaying the navy blue sky outside framed by the expensive cream colored curtains of the well maintained hotel room.
"Ah, so it is. Time really does fly," he used a small card as a bookmark before setting it aside.
"I see. I'm here to discus your schedule for tomorrow," he took out a palm pilot and began bringing up files.
Letting out a heavy sigh, Kurama found a comfortable position on the bed, "Do I really have to work? It's getting very close to my birthday, and I was hoping that I might be able to get a day or two off."
"You are not going to get your way this time, Shuuichi. Last time I let you have a 'couple of days off' you went missing for almost a week."
"I needed more than just a few days," he reasoned with a small pout, which had been one of the first things to launch his spectacular career.
"Oh, no you don't, little one. That pout does not work on me," Sensui gruffly. "You have work tomorrow whether you like it or not."
"Oh, fine," he huffed, crossing his arms over his chest like a disappointed nine year old.
Shaking his head, the manager returned to his list, "You'll have to wake up tomorrow at five, and we'll go for your martial arts/ gymnastics workout. And then at seven, you'll have your usual health conscious breakfast. I don't know how you eat seaweed and tofu, but whatever you want. After that, you have a morning shoot for formalwear for one of those fancy things; prom or something, an early afternoon shoot for bathing suits with that girl, Ruka, who likes you…"
Kurama raised an eyebrow as he tried to recall which one was Ruka. All the girls seemed to look the same after a while. Sure he recognized them all as being very beautiful and attractive, but not one of them had ever held his attention in the way that he was sure that they wanted. He felt a little bad for them since he had absolutely no interest in ever being with them. Very few of them had ever held up a decent conversation with him, although most were rather smart. The girls had different priorities than he did. Most put their careers above everything else, and really he just couldn't believe that one would put so much faith in a career that might drop you the next day because you suddenly look a little bit too old.
All he had really ever wanted in life was to go to a normal school with regular classes and possibly be with a really, really hot boyfriend.
"…and I'll go find a whore to fuck well into the night…" the large man droned on.
"Uh-huh… Wait! What? What happened with Itsuki? I thought that you two were completely in love?"
"I was just checking to see if you were listening. How did you know about Itsuki?" he raised an eyebrow.
"It's easy to tell. You stay for his entire shoot, and you usually hate to do that. You refuse to let him do swimsuit and underwear modeling probably due to the fact that you hate the idea of other people leering at his body. Itsuki doesn't seem to mind either."
"Moving on," Sensui cleared his throat.
"If you say so," Kurama gave an arrogant smirk, but immediately went back into his dream world with a really gorgeous boyfriend to wrap his arms around. He didn't snap back until he heard the name of his favorite band mentioned.
"… Red Carnage in concert. You can think of it as an early birthday present. I really don't understand what you see in them, they're just like any other teen pop band."
"Just like any teen pop band? Are you kidding me?" he pulled out a scroll poster of a three man band playing on a large smoky stage with laser lights, "Red Carnage is the greatest band there is. Not only are they all friends from high school, but they were all trained by the same woman in martial arts, all three are black belts. The eldest is Yusuke, really hyper and energetic, he acts more like a kid. He loves video games and ramen. I'm still trying to figure out if he's just bi or really horny. He's a great performer. He likes to get up behind one of the other boys and pretend to hump them. The way he acts it makes it seem like he's married and can only let out his frustrations of being tied down on the stage…"
"Were you planning on majoring in psychology?" Sensui cut in.
"No," Kurama said curtly before going back to describing his favorite band. "The middle one is Kuwabara, he plays the drums. He's the tallest, and not quite the best looking, but he's like a gentle giant. I read somewhere that he opened a home for stray animals, he has over fifty pets, I think. He's engaged to Yukina, who happens to be the youngest member's sister.
"The youngest is Hiei, the bass guitarist, he's the same age as I am, and he's my favorite of all three. He is… he's just hot. Really there's not much else to it. He's really into martial arts with just about any weapon, but he's best with the sword. He likes to keep to himself most the time he's really mysterious, but has an odd weakness for ice cream. He likes action movies and racing cars. He's so cute, I think he's only 4' 10… probably five some thing with that hair of his. He's got the most amazing red eyes, which I thought were contacts for the longest time. The rest of the band along with their manager and producer say that Hiei is a great brother, who is always taking care of his younger sister, Yukina, she's his twin, and they're the most adorable siblings I have ever seen, because their about the same height with the same eye color, but that's about all that they have in common physically," Kurama was staring straight at Hiei in the poster as he rocked out, imagining the boy actually moving, playing his heart out, small droplets of seat flying off his slick body as did a quick turn before singing into the mike. Oh, that deep voice always sent tingly chills down Kurama's spine.
"Would you and the poster like to be left alone?"
"Yes, please." Kurama smiled innocently up at his manager.
"Are you even going to say thank you?"
"For what?"
"Your backstage pass for Red Carnage."
"What?" Kurama jumped up from his bed, very excited.
"I should have known you weren't listening," Sensui sighed, "It's your early birthday present. You get the night off for the concert."
Jumping into the taller man's arms, Kurama hugged the man about the neck as tightly as possible, "Thank you! Thank you so much!"
"Yeah, yeah, go be happy with your lover boy," the large muscular man managed to push the over excited redhead off of him, and headed for the door, "Now get some sleep, you have a lot of work tomorrow," and walked out the door.
"Tell Itsuki I said good night."
The manager froze for a brief second, "… Good night."
Kurama laughed softly before he picked up the book he had been reading and opened to the card with a picture of the bass player smirking on it.
TBC
Please let me know what you think, even if you have read it before.
