Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation.

Remember, fan fiction's about imagination, so don't be so strict about the story line or some things a character might say or remember. Even tough, I'll try to be as faithful as possible to the original. Thanks!

Introduction.

Why, hello, how are you?

Yeah, I know... I'm supposed to introduce myself... so I will.

My name's Nakano Hiroshi... "Hiro" for my friends. "Jackass" sometimes... Heh, just kidding.

I'm 19, I'm japanese, and I'm in a band. A band called "Bad Luck". Maybe you've heard about it... we're rockin' on Japan, and soon...I hope... around the world.

I've always loved music, since childhood. My guitar's my inspiration, I just knew I wanted to make a living out of music. And when I started school... I found someone who had the same goal: a pink haired skinny kid, so freakin' full of energy that he could make a building explode.. or break through a door with nothing but a scratch on the nose. His name: Shindo Shuichi. He's a singer.

We share the same passion for two specific things: music and Nittle Grasper. Yes, what a band... what a band... genious.

Shuichi's always been trying to imitate Sakuma Ryuichi, Nittle Grasper's lead vocalist, and you know what? He's just as good as him.

At first, things were difficult: We couldn't compose something we both liked, we couldn't get an important contract.. we only played on school festivals and low-life "concerts". But we got lucky... outstandingly lucky, and we signed a contract with NG records. Yes, the company presided by Seguchi Tohma, Nittle Grasper's fabulous keyboardist. But there was a condition... we had to take a new member... someone to play the keyboard and the synthesizer. He's damn good, but has a bit of an attitude... you know... a perfectionist, with a stone cold heart... he loves to work his ass off... but he's too technical, and even though he did improve some of Shuichi's songs... he's not what I'd call a passion-driven musician. But well... he's not bad at all.

Oh, forgot to tell you his name. This 16 year old guy's name is Suguru Fujisaki... and he's Seguchi Tohma's cousin... now you see why he wanted him to join us? good...

Moving on.

I can assure you, life's hard. I know it. You know it. Everyone knows it. And you can't be too calm for too long.

We were doing fine, sort of... Shuichi was going through a hard time... creatively speaking. But we were cool... Until he met someone... down at the park.. a dark night... when he was depressed about not being able to finish the song we needed in order to go in front of the NG's president and show him our work. Your guess? Bingo! you're right, that guy he met was none other than Yuki Eiri... And well.. the rest's history.

And now, play time!

I was feeling uncomfortable. Something was nailing on my back. I reached it with my free hand (my other hand was holding the remote... I fell asleep watching some tv.) and I stared at the thing that was giving me a hard time... it was an audio tape.

Odd... oh well, I might be organized... but sometimes things slip my tidiness... lots of things.

I looked at the cassette, trying to focuse my gaze -since I'd just woken up, and I was having a hard time trying to turn my brain 'on'... (I should go to bed earlier...)

When I finally got it, I read "Nittle Grasper on concert" on the label. "So that's where it was! And I thought Shuichi borrowed it and never returned it... jeez, I should apologize for insisting and insulting him all this time".

As I seemed to be sleepless after all that man vs. brain deal, I got up. (I scratched the back of my head, yawned, and scratched my tummy... being faithful to my everyday awakening routine)

I took a shower, and with renewed energies, I prepared to have breakfast. A nice bowl of cereals with milk and a tall glass of fresh orange juice.

Afterwords, I hopped on my motorcycle and went to pick Shuichi up. He'd been living with Yuki for months now.

When I played the doorbell, I heard a loud... LOUD scream... of happiness. I prepared myself for the crushing embrace of my friend, and that was a clever thing to do... 'cause otherwise, I'd be now flat against the sidewalk.

The incredibly loud and clear greeting could be heard in a radius of five blocks... "LA LI HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" he came to me, waving his arms, with a huge smile. I hugged him and said hello. Handed him the helmet and hopped on the bike to go down to NG's studios. We would have a busy day today.

First, the meeting. Discussions about our second album's release. Pros and cons of being the top selling artists on the industry at the moment. How hard it'd be to be compared to Nittle Grasper and their fabulous accomplishment of selling 2 million records in two days. And so on, and so off.

Then we moved onto the tour planning. We'd be touring around Japan, southern Europe and South America to promote the new release and play our "hits". Of course, our vocalist complained about being away from Yuki for too long... to which K answered holding a magnum against Shuichi's forehead. He smiled nervously, and said that he'd try to convince Eiri to join him. He could use some vacations.

President Seguchi Tohma was looking awfully distracted that day. He was there organizing the schedule with us, but he was abscent. We could see his body, and his nodding, and smiling... but not his "presence", if you know what I'm talking about.

I decided to omit it, since noone else seemed to notice what I noticed... maybe I was imagining things.

Back to the agenda, we'd be beginning the tour right there in Tokyo. The main concert hall was destined to be ours for three days in a row. It was going to be awesome. I couldn't believe it... playing there... at Tokyo's most important arena... it has always been a dream to me.. and now it was coming true! I was overwhelmed... so overwhelmed that I missed the two following subjects under discussion, while imagining myself up there... and the crowd's roar... and the feeling of accomplishing a life long awaited goal... they were going to be three of the most important and memorable nights of my existence.