Hey guys! Second fanfic woop woooop! So, this chapter is kind of filler, just giving you the background on the guys; I promise in future chapters there will definitely be lots of STARISH, QUARTET NIGHT and HEAVENS interactions. Oh and if you haven't listened to QUARTET NIGHT's "Poison Kiss" FULL version, go right now and listen to it. It's too important…. it's just so sexy *P*. Thanks to THE PLAN for beta reading, you're a big help to me bro! Rated M for excessive language. NO LEMONS, I swear. Don't like crude humor, crack, or fun characters; don't read. Enjoy the "Snatch" reference and I do not own Uta no Prince Sama, just my OC's!
The song that TRIHARD sings is "Go Kindergarten ft. Robyn" by the Lonely Island. I do not own the song.
Nanami Haruka smiled to herself as she dug through her purse for the keys to her dorm room. Once she had found them, she quickly opened the door and threw her purse on the bed. She stretched her arms in relaxation and flopped onto the couch.
The new song she was composing for STARISH was sure to be a hit. After she had showed it to the guys, they practically drowned her with compliments and motivational support towards its completion.
She was silently humming the tune as she picked up the remote and started flipping through the channels on the television. Her mind was elsewhere, though, reviewing the different stanzas to the song and attempting to find further areas of improvement. However, one program made her sit up and focus as it ran its broadcast.
"And in other news, the new band 'TRIHARD', a pop-dubstep-rap-trap group from America, is currently dominating world sales in the music industry. These young men sure are rising stars!"
Haruka watched the broadcast in awe. Three beautiful men appeared on the screen, all of them doing a sexual pose.
Going from left to right, the first had fiery red hair and many piercings on his left ear accompanied with fingerless gloves and a vest along with a long red scarf to compliment the outfit. He possessed a devilishly handsome yet cunning smile and appeared to be the shortest out of the group.
The second in the middle, which Haruka assumed was the leader, had black hair with one long bang just barely covering his right green eye and sported a black pea coat. He had one nice build on him and kept a serious expression, keeping one hand in his pocket yet holding up a middle finger towards the viewer with the other (you could tell it was the middle by the way it was blurred).
The last had green wavy hair and blue eyes covered by black colored metal rimmed glasses and wore a black suit and tie. He was the tallest out of the three and appeared to be the oldest, his face betraying not a single emotion that Haruka could place.
"Apparently, their charismatic energy, entertaining lyrics, unusual audience participation, and strange dancing have managed to captivate the hearts of millions. They have even gone so far as to collaborate with many other popular artists."
Interesting, so they're that popular Haruka thought.
"Lucky for you viewers, Stars Unlimited Programming was lucky enough to have a one-on-one interview with the group. That's right folks, only here at SUP will you find this type of exclusive access! Viewer Discretion is advised."
The interview program rolled. First, the lead singer was interviewed.
"Yes, Lawrence Daft, was it? What inspired you to make music your career?" the interviewer asked.
It didn't take long for the man to answer, "Definitely Rick Astley. Loved that man so much, although I didn't personally know him. Just... who didn't love being Rick Roll'd? It was funny to me at least whenever he'd just randomly appear, I try to be like that and put humor and something that people will find entertaining into my lyrics." He gave a modest smile. "Even though I know he didn't originally intend for that song to become the joke of the modern day internet."
Next was the shota, the guy with the red hair and lots of piercings... you could tell he was trying to compensate for something.
"So, Arden Clegg, what do you think of your other fellow group members?"
Arden stared at the man for a long time. There was a deafening silence that captured the whole room and the interviewer coughed nervously.
"Are you alright Mr. Clegg?"
"See, that's what I fucking hate." the man hissed, you could also tell that he was the one with the worst mouth and shitty attitude. "Too many damn questions! Have someone else answer this crap!" he whined. His eyes narrowed, "Oh you want to know what I think about those two? Let me tell you something, they're the two mincy faggot balls to my dick!"
A few seconds of silence passed yet again and he burst out laughing.
"Naw man, I'm just messing with you, I love those two. Awe yeah, Lawrence, he's the leader and seems to be the best when it comes to talking to your kind." he said eyeing the interviewer. "Yep, he sure is one hell of a charmer. Lloyd, is the thinker. He's also good with people but he's better at working out the problems with our group... which is a lot. As for me, I'm the only excitement of this whole threesome –er, I mean group, ya. My voice is the one that the gods deemed per-fuckin-fection." He smiled and got up from his chair and walked out of the interview.
Finally, the green haired man with the glasses was interviewed. The interviewer seemed shaken from just talking with the other foul-mouthed young singer.
"So, um... uh, L-Lloyd Wyatt, correct? How did your group come up with the name 'TRIHARD'?"
Lloyd seemed to notice the interviewers minor shake up and smiled reassuringly before answering, "Well, first I'd like to tell you sir that you are doing a fine job; don't worry about Arden, he's just a handful in general. And to answer your question, the name was created from the sudden fascination Arden experienced when he learned of 'try-hard' on the internet. As most of the viewers probably already know, a 'try-hard', according to urban dictionary; is a person who makes grand attempts in order to fit a certain 'image', which by doing so in the process are deemed a 'try-hard' because they are quite literally 'trying too hard.' Don't ask me why Arden was practically shitting himself with his grand discovery, but he was."
He paused and took a breath, adjusting his glasses in the process.
"Then, one day, he approached Lawrence and I with this; we had already been a group for about three years then, and he deemed us Try-hards. I asked why but he simply said, and I quote, 'You guys know why! It's because we need to get famous, and by using try-hard, people will know that we really mean it!" Mind you, he said it happily with a smile on his face. Only later did we learn that Arden has a very limited vocabulary and didn't actually know the meaning of 'try-hard.' Nethertheless, we adopted the name but added our own twist with 'try' as 'tri' like 'tricycle' or 'trinity' meaning three, because there was three of us. And so, TRIHARD was born."
Haruka couldn't believe this interview actually ran on daytime television, with kids probably watching nonetheless.
Well if you're that big, I guess you could get away with anything She thought, sweat running down her brow as the broadcast continued.
"Well, there you go!" The woman on screen said cheerfully. "TRIHARD truly has set itself apart from other groups. I'd even go as far as to say they're something new and refreshing, something we haven't seen in very long time."
They then showed a music video of one of the group's apparently more popular songs.
(AN: I'd suggest putting on the song while you read the lyrics, adds to the humor.)
-"Go Kindergarten ft. Robyn" by the Lonely Island-
Party people (party people)
We have taken control of your minds (your minds)
So get on the floor (oh yeah)
'Cause it's time to kick up dirt, now let's work
Hey – we're gonna dance tonight, okay?
We're all shining bright, let the music take you away
Don't ask questions, just do everything we say
On the floor, ladies shake that ass
Shake that, shake that ass, work it, twerk it, drop it fast
Fellas, whip your dick out – whip, whip your dick out
Indiana Jones and whip your fuckin' dick out
Now punch your friend – punch, punch your friend
Get on the fuckin' floor and punch your best friend
Make your butt look flat – make that shit flap
Use the art of perspective, or hide it in a hat
Go stupid, get stupid – because we said to do it
Go dumb, eat garbage – we goin' kindergarten
Yeah – you know, some of it might seem strange
But don't think, just obey
Let the music play, 'cause we put it in the song
So do everything that we say
Have a motherfuckin' baby on the floor
Raise it in the club, homeschool it by the door
Now be ambidextrous – fuckin' ambidextrous
We'll come around and test you
It's no biggie on our checklist
Now ladies, whip your dick out – whip, whip your dick out
Don't ask how, just fuckin' figure it out
Now make your booty speak – teach that ass English
Make it suck helium and (talk like this)
Now eat the banana – potassium for stamina
Then build a school, burn it down
Get on the floor and do it now
Fuck a house, eat a shoe, all because we told you to
The broadcast ended and Haruka sat back in her couch, trying to absorb all of what happened.
They sure are something...
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-Back in America (TRIHARD's POV)-
"Hey Lloyd, I found this in the mail."
The black haired man handed the other man the envelope.
"Huh, some more fan mail? Jesus Christ, we have so much of that crap! Just throw it away like the others!" Arden commented from his lazy ass on the couch.
Lloyd examined the envelope and took note of the star embedded to the front of it.
"I thought it was strange that it didn't have writing on the front or a return-address, just that star. That and..." Lawrence hesitated, "It dropped from the sky and landed right in front of me. It was really creepy."
Lloyd sat back in his chair and opened the envelope. Inside, he found a note on small vanilla paper with the following print:
To the members of TRIHARD,
Welcome to the world of fame, we're glad you made it. We've seen you on television and all over the internet, needless to say, we're impressed. So, if you're really as good as they say you are, we'd like to offer a little challenge. Come to Narita International Airport next week and we'll discuss this little challenge. Nothing to lose right? Just come and have a little bit of fun, or maybe you'll find something else. See you there.
Signed,
Anonymous
Cliffy cliffy friends. Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this ongoing series, and I hope you'll continue on for the rest of the ride. Please Review! All help is appreciated :) Thank you.
Btw, that "O" thingy was for line space (or filler) just for space, and don't hold any significant meaning!