A/N: So yeah, second fic. This thing is loosely based on the "Hollywood Style Trailer" Sawa-chan made up on Ep. 25, So it might be considered AU. Also may contain some OOCness.

Enjoy my horrible fiction.

Disclaimer: I do not own K-On, and any other objects that may be mentioned in this story.

Bullet 1 : Tracing Back The Track

The sky was still dark yet Akiyama Mio is already up, or, still up to be exact. Her job as a freelance song writer isn't so easy as she imagined. The calendar hanging above her desk is filled with marker indicating deadlines, day after day. Today, she had about 5 songs to complete, so she stayed up working on all of them for 2 days straight. When she was finally done, the sky already turned blue.

"It's done~" she said, throwing her pencil to the edge of the desk.

"5 AM, I think Ill sleep for a while." She closed her eyes and right on the spot, she entered the dreamland.

A few while later, Mio opened her eyes.

"Umm… how long was I out?" she looked at the clock and saw the number.

"7 AM? Only two hours?" She sighed. "Yeah right, like I could blame anyone."

She stood up from her desk and walked towards the balcony.

"Besides," She said, opening the curtain. "Morning sky in the USA isn't so bad."

Within a quick moment Mio changed from her sleepwear to her usual clothing, a T-Shirt and a pair of trousers. The next thing she did was booting up her notebook and prepares some toast.

All I need to do now is scan these lyrics and mail them to the respective requester. She thought, with a toast in her mouth, and so she did. After sending the files, a new message pops out.

"What's this?"

"Come to the 'Dragon's Den' tonight" was it says, with no sender address.

Mio's mind came up with various thoughts due to sleep deprivation. Who sent this? What does it mean? Maybe the sender puts a wrong address. Or maybe there were aliens trying to tell me something. Or a secret organization. And why do I suddenly have this craving of toasts? Gotta have more toasts, now ! And tea while Im at it.

She ignores the mail and rushed straight to the kitchen, only to find she's out of bread, and tea.

"Drats." She cursed.

"Guess I'll just have to go buy some."

She puts her shoes on and skips outside the door.

"Im heading out~"

Although no stores are open at the hour, a 24-hour shop opens a few blocks away from her apartment. As she walks down the sidewalk, her phone rings.

"A message…" she opened her cell and checks it. And she was surprised by the content.

"Come to the 'Dragon's Den' tonight."

What the? The same sentence from before? Who am I kidding.

Again, she ignored the message and continues to stroll to the store. Once she gets there, she grabs everything she needs, walked to the cashier to pay, and leave the store in and instant. Just then, her cell rings one more time, only to receive the same thing.

Again? And no sender ID?

Feeling a bit annoyed, Mio walked back home with her mood dropping every step.

Few while later Mio is already at her front door. She feels like her room is her sanctuary, her sacred chamber, her happy place. She opens the door, entered her room opens her pack of bread to toast it and threw everything else to the couch. Mio lays in the bed, feeling drowsy. Sadly, her cell rings. Knowing it's the same thing, she groaned and puts a pair of earplugs on her ear. Not long after that, she fell asleep.

After ten hour of sleeping, Mio once again woke up. She yawned and stretched like the usual habit of people who are just awake, not forgetting to take off her earplugs.

"Now that is what I call a good sleep" Mio said.

She remembered she puts some bread on the toaster, so she went to the kitchen to eat it.

"Aww, the toast is cold." Is what she said, but she eats it anyway. Her craving isn't gone yet.

She walked back to the table where her cellphone resides.

"10 Unread Messages" she grumbled, but still reads each and everyone of it, all the same.

Mio sat back on the couch, staring at the blank TV screen for 5 minutes. It was obvious that she was bored.

"I think I'll go to the usual spot."

Mio grabbed Elizabeth, her trusty bass, and walks out from her apartment. She stopped at a crossroad and receives a call. Her face wasn't so happy to see the caller ID, since it got nothing. At first she didn't answer, but after 3 straight calls, she finally budges.

"Look," Mio said with a raised voice. "If this were somekind of prank I'll-"

"Yeah, yeah, just shut your trap and listen closely."

The voice that replies was surprisingly familiar.

"Wait… this voice…. Ritsu? Is that you?"

"The one and only."

"Holy fishcakes, it's been awhile. And it was you all along?"

"No time for chit-chat. Listen to what I will say carefully"

Mio raised an eyebrow. "Is this important?"

"Its friggin important. Now shut up and listen" Ritsu replied.

"Allright, allright. What's the deal?"

"You gotta… Dragon… 9PM" Ritsu's voice was broken.

"What? I cant hear you!"

"I… aid… Dragon's Den…. 9…"

"I cant hear you! Where are you now, Ritsu?"

Suddenly, a huge explosion happened not far where Mio is standing.

"What the-" Mio was heavily started, staring to the now-red sky.

"Oh r-right. Ritsu! Hey! Can you hear me?" Mio shouts to the phone. But there was no answer.

"Oh no… don't tell me she…"

Just then a ring came from Mio's phone.

Another one? At a time like this?

She opened the message and reads it.

Im fine, thank you very much. You just get your ass to 'Dragon's Den' by 9PM. I'll be waiting. Regards, Ritsu.

"So she's fine." Mio sighed in relief. "Thank goodness"

"Ouch…"

"That is the last time Im defusing a bomb while talking on the phone"

Ritsu sweeps some rabble from her clothing and gets out from her safe spot.

"Never thought the bomb would be that huge"

"Anyways, bassist, check. Next, our keyboardist"

A/N: Thar ye have it folks.

I know Mio is waaaay OOC but her brain is messed up after 2 days without sleep, so... yeah.

Feedbacks, critics, comments, rotten tomatoes, anything is welcome.