Chapter 1: We go to a Concert.
Yugi's P.O.V.
"OH MY GOD I'M SO EXCITED!" shouted Malik. For the third time I might add.
"WE KNOW!" Ryou and I shout back. Malik rubbed her ears and looked at us like we just slapped her.
"Ok sheesh. I get it. Malik has to be a good little girl." she crosses her arms and pouts.
I roll my eyes and say, "On the contrary Malik, you can be about as bad as you want," when I see her about to jump up and say 'Yea!' I say, "But, you can't be causing these people any trouble when they came for a good night out."
"Fine." Malik said in a huff.
I glare at him and say, "Come on lets go find a spot to watch to concert."
Yami's P.O.V.
"I can't wait to see all the new groupies' we get when were done here." Marik said. Bakura gives him an incredulous look and whops him on the back of his head.
"Grow up. It's disgusting watching you be so expectant to get laid." Marik sticks his tongue out in a childish manner, while rubbing his head where Bakura smacked him and says,
"You do the same thing." Bakura glares at him.
"I do not." he says.
"Do to." Marik says.
"Do not."
"Do to."
"Do not."
"Do-,"
"Stop bickering like two school girls!" I yell, rubbing my temple.
"We're not girls!" they shout loudly. I wince, rubbing my temple some more.
"Time to go on stage boys!" our manager shouts.
"What's with all the god d*** shouting!" I boom. Everyone cringes and apologizes. They know how bad my headaches are.
"Come on it's time to go." Seto called. I sigh glaring at the ground. Time to go was right.
Yugi's P.O.V.
We searched and searched for a spot. We could never find one. That is until we stumbled into a very kind gentlemen who showed us a spot we could all see from. Even me. Although what set Malik on edge is the man wouldn't stop watching me, plus he never said he wanted thanks. Malik gave him a glare and he scurried away.
So on that happy note we watched the beginning of the concert. Yami, the lead singer, came onto the stage near where we were and waved at the fans. They screamed in response. Then the rest of the band came out on stage. More screams. Yami's right hand man Bakura, the lead guitarist, the drummer, Seto, and the bass guitarist, Marik.
All of them having black leather pants and normal black ties. Although they all had different button up shirt colors. Yami had dark purple, Seto light baby blue, Marik had deep blood red, and Bakura had a dark forest green.
Then the lyrics to the first song started.
I was blown away. What could I say.
It all seemed to make sense.
You taking away everything
That I can't do without.
I try to see the good things in life.
But good things in life are hard to find.
Blowing away, blowing away.
Can we make this something good?
When I try to do it right this time around.
It's not over, try to do it right this time around.
It's not over. It's a part of me a standing in the ground.
This love is not letting me, but you're the only one.
It's not over.
Taken all I could take and I could not wait.
Wasting to much time,
Being strong, holding on.
Can't let it bring us down.
My life with you means everything.
So I wont give up that easily.
Blowing away, blowing away.
Can't we make this something good.
Cause it's all, misunderstood.
When I try to do it right this time around.
It's not over, try to do it this time around.
It's not over, it's a part of me a standing in the ground.
This love is not letting me, but you're the only one.
It's not over.
You can't let this get away.
Let it out. Let it out.
Don't get caught up in yourself.
Let it out.
It's not over, try to do it right this time around.
It's not over. It's a part of me a standing in the ground.
This love is not letting me, but you're the only one.
It's not over.
It's not over.
It's not over yea e yea.
This love is not letting me, but you're the only one.
It's not over.
And then the song and sound of guitars slowly faded to nothing.
Yami's P.O.V.
I suddenly get a great idea and then whisper it into Bakura's ear and tell him to pass it on to see what the band says. When they all nod they're heads. I turn and grin roguishly at the Crowd.
Yugi's P.O.V.
Yami grins a Cheshire Cat smile at the fans like he's got some embarrassing idea. Then the whole band spreads out and goes to the edge of the stage. And suddenly I know what Yami's idea was. I whisper it to Malik and Ryou. They in turn get nervous and antsy. And I know that we (as in my friends and me) are all thinking the same thing, 'Please don't pick me. Please. Please.'
Bakura's P.O.V.
I walked from the left side of the stage to the right and back again. Going row by row with my predatory gaze. On my way to the right side of the stage I spot a glossy white head of hair. 'Probably one of my fans who died their hair.' I start to continue on my way when a stray light hits her face for a few seconds. I jump from the stage.
When I get there I don't see Yami and Marik walk in the same direction. All I see is this…..person. I smile wickedly at her. She gulps and glances to her left and half smiles. I look and nod at my 'friends' because they where all in the same spot gazing at three people.
Yami was looking at a short girl in the middle with hair strangely like Yami's (except longer, about her waist) and looks similar to him to but softer, more innocent. The one on the left looked a lot like Marik but looked less crazy and wild looking. And then the one on the right looked a lot like me but you could see the difference. She looked shy and gentle. The total opposite of me. I smirk at the teen in front of me. This was going to be fun.
End
Author's Note:
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