Suppers dudes and dudettes! It's me here with another more exciting and funny fic. I am very happy with this fic and where its going to go and where it is going right now. To all you Glory Fades fans out there reading this, Glory Fades is going to be put on hold. I'm currently hooked on this one. As is Gems who is definitely addicted to it…not healthy, we know but we can't help ourselves. Oh and I know Hitoshi is Tyson's bro but I changed that so it would fit in with this fics plot. Happy Reading! And don't forget to review…wink, wink, nudge, nudge.
Disclaimer – I don't own beyblade. Amber Benson, Ruin Mulryan, and Bethan Hudson belong to Zadien, Miyami Kinomiya belongs to ChibiTari/Unlucky-Star, Aspin Grant belongs to Animerle, Arista Beyleav belongs to AzNPyRoArCaDa, Sonia Martini belongs to Spitfire-Sae, Zareth Forest, Russia Kennedy, and Hanson Slade belong to Zimo.
Summary- Voltaire is the Devil. Hitoshi and Kai are his grandsons. Voltaire has to retire and is handing over Hell to Hitoshi. The catch is, Hitoshi has to find a mate so he can have other heirs when he has to retire. He meets Shahero, a normal twenty-one year old girl with a sharp tongue and a fiery temper. Hitoshi goes to Earth in human form to try to find a mate and he has his eyes set on Shahero, the only girl who wouldn't fall for him. He is determined to make her his.
Chapter 1- Out Of Control
Shahero's normally bright and sparkling sapphire blue gaze flashed with dark blue and narrowed to glare at her 'friends'. A scowl was embedded on her face and her arms were crossed tightly over her chest. 'I can't believe Miyami talked my into this.' Shahero thought bitterly, a low growl emitted from her throat as Miyami walked over.
"Cummon Hero. Have some fun! It's your birthday, and New Years Eve! Grab a guy and shake that ghetto booty!" Miyami laughed and scanned the dance floor with her silver gaze to land on a random red head. "Ah-ha! Red head at twelve o'clock. See ya." Shahero couldn't help the chuckle that forced its way passed her lips as she watched Miyami's lithe form disappear in the crowded dance floor.
Shahero's large group of friends had decided to drag her to Code Red, one of the hottest night clubs in the city for her twenty-first birthday. It wasn't that bad, but she'd never admit it. She was too pissed at Miyami for making her wear a skirt.
Miyami had made the skirt herself, and it didn't look bad either. That wasn't surprising though since Miyami was a great designer. The skirt was black, since it was a gothic club, and had many chains and buckles attached to it. It wasn't a short skirt. It fell down to brush the ground, but it had long slits up both sides that reached her mid thigh. For the top, she wore a silver one shoulder top. Miyami made it especially for Shahero . She designed it so it would cover the nasty scar on Shahero's back, but still show Shahero's tattoo of a black rose with falling petals just beside her left shoulder blade. It also showed the tattoo of a ring of thorns around her upper right arm that was made to look like they pierced her skin and blood drip down her arm. As usual, Shahero had a lot of arm accessories. There was a black and white striped arm sock on Shahero's left arm and black, white and blue rubber bracelets on Shahero's right arm. She added a spikey bracelet and the silver charm bracelet her mom had given her when she was young. It had two charms, a silver lock and key. Shahero never went anywhere without it. Shahero's shoulder length black hair was streaked with silver and midnight blue.
Shahero sighed and let her arms fall to her sides. Maybe Miyami was right, she should have some fun. She searched the club and easily found her friend Bryan. His lilac hair fell in front of his closed eyes as his head was bowed. His mouth was set in a straight line. Shahero chuckled and smirked. She made her way over to the burly purple haired boy, passed Arista and Tyson who were spiking the punch bowl at the buffet table, and sat in his lap. He looked up with a start, his pale eyes locking with her blue orbs. He rolled his eyes but Shahero caught site of a small smirk forming on his lips and grinned. She tilted her head to one side.
"Well aren't ya gonna say hi?" She asked after a while.
"No." Bryan answered calmly. Shahero cried in dismay and put the back of her hand on her forehead for dramatic effect. She opened one eye to see Bryan's expression. He looked mildly amused. She huffed and pouted at him.
"Alright then Mr. Pansy, for that rude comment you're gonna have ta dance with me." Shahero said smugly, jumping off Bryan's lap and grabbing his hand. She tried to pull him off the chair.
"No way." He stated firmly. Shahero huffed and puffed as she gathered her strength and tugged Bryan's arm. She screamed as it slipped from her grasp and she fell on her behind. Bryan laughed at her.
"Bryan!" Shahero whined as she picked herself up and planted her hands on her thin hips. Bryan stared down at the angry Shahero and smirked.
"Aw, is the little birthday girl mad?" Shahero growled. Then pretended to look around for the bar, even though she knew it was to her right. She smiled secretly at Bryan.
"Alright well I'm gonna go get a few shots and find a really hot guy to bang." She watched Bryan's expression. His eyes widened and he growled menacingly. "You can stay here and have a great time." Shahero added with mild amusement before she turned to walk away. She wasn't surprised when a hand clamped down on her shoulder and Bryan dragged her to the dance floor. Bryan always was the overprotective type.
On the dance floor they joined with a few of their other friends. Enrique, Amber, Johnny, Aspin, Kane, Arista, Sonia, and Ozuma.
"Hey Hero!" Amber had to raise her voice to be heard over the almost deafening rock music.
"Finally decide to have some fun?" Johnny called, wriggling his eyebrows at Bryan and Shahero. Shahero laughed. She was aware of Bryan's sudden stiffness and caught sight of a light pink tint on his cheeks.
"Nah." Shahero brushed off his comment nonchalantly. Bryan still looked uncomfortable. "Ya know, you and Ams are getting mighty close." Shahero answered back with a smirk. She watched in amusement as Johnny and Amber jumped away from each other and exchanged weird glances. Shahero laughed. "Geez, you guys are stiff."
"Are not." Amber denied. Johnny chuckled.
"Oh yeah Sen, you know all about being stiff." Jonny said smugly, placing his hand on the small of her back, he watched in amusement as she jumped and growled dangerously at him. Bryan's eyes narrowed too and Johnny put his hands up in defense. "She started it!" He declared, pointing a finger at Shahero.
"Did not!" Shahero protested.
"Did too!"
"Not!"
"To!"
"Not!"
"To!" They shot back and forth. Their faces were so close to each other their noses touched.
"Will you two shut up already!" Arista called in annoyance.
"You guys are such children." Bryan said. Johnny held his head high and smirked proudly.
"I know." He agreed. Shahero chuckled.
"Yuppity." Shahero laughed. "Not." She added lowly after a long pause. Shahero laughed and screamed as Johnny launched himself at her. She hid behind Bryan, her head peeking out from behind his arm. Bryan rolled his eyes and stepped aside. Shahero opened her mouth to protest but it turned into another scream as Johnny came after her. The group watched with mild amusement as the two pushed and shoved people out of the way, making some fall.
They disappeared, but the group could still here Shahero's screams. The screams grew louder as they got closer and they reappeared again with Shahero thrown over Johnny's shoulder, he carted her back like a sack of potatoes. Shahero was spewing insults and threats that were soaked with venom. Johnny wore a large smirk on his face and his eyes glittered mischievously.
"Nyah nyah." He teased. He laughed loudly at her but his laughter was interrupted by a grunt. Shahero had kicked his chest, hard and it hurt. She smirked evilly and did it again.
"Put me down John-John." She tried again, raising her foot to kick him again.
"Shahero." He warned. "Don't even think about kicking me again. Or else."
"Or else what?" Shahero pressed.
"Or I'll," Johnny paused to think, and then a huge grin formed on his face. "Or I'll smack your ass." He said victoriously, knowing she would be seething.
"You wouldn't dare." She hissed darkly. Johnny smirked.
"Wouldn't I?"
"Johnny, I swear to God I'll scream rape."
"But I didn't do anything."
"Isn't there supposed to be a 'yet' at the end of that sentence?"
"Maybe." Shahero screamed in frustration and kicked him again. His hand came down and hit her behind. She screamed in surprise.
"Johnny!" She barked and hit him in the back of the head.
"I'll do it again." He warned and he raised his hand. Shahero whimpered and turned as best as she could to give pleading eyes to Bryan and Amber. Amber laughed gave a slight nod. She gave a war cry and jumped at Johnny, making him stagger backward in surprise. Shahero laughed. A hand grabbed her waist and she was lifted easily off Johnny's shoulder. She looked up into Bryan's pale eyes and grinned.
"Thankies Bry." She thanked. Bryan just grunted and set her down. Amber untangled herself from Johnny.
"Cummon." Amber grabbed Shahero's and dragged her through the crowd of dancing people. "I need a drink." She answered Shahero's unasked question. Shahero nodded in agreement and yanked her arm out of Amber's loose grip and moved to walk beside her.
"How is it?" Amber asked after a while.
"How's what?"
"The party." Shahero shrugged.
"It's alright. Would be better if Miya didn't make me wear this piece of shit." Shahero motioned to the skirt. Amber snickered.
"Yeah. You decide how deep yet?"
"How deep?"
"Yeah. How deep are ya goin to bury her?" Shahero laughed.
"To the depths of hell." She answered. Amber snickered.
"Hope she doesn't forget sunscreen." They laughed. Amber folded her arms on top of the bar and sat in one of the stools. Shahero climbed onto the stool beside Amber and rested her chin in her palm, her elbow propped on the bar. Her fingers drummed against her lips as she thought about what she wanted to order.
Her eyes shifted slightly to land on the bartender that had just appeared to her left, in front of Amber.
"What can I get ya?" He asked with a wink. Amber ignored him and kept her amber gaze running up and down the drink list. Shahero chuckled.
"Hey. Bar dude." She called, enjoying the annoyed and slightly angry expression that crossed his features. "I wanna beer." She demanded with a smirk. The bartender grumbled and turned to get her drink.
"What kind?" He asked rudely. Shahero's ebony eyebrow rose.
"Coors Light." She answered as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. Amber snickered beside her. Shahero shot her a smirk. The bartender moved to get a glass but Shahero's voice stopped him. "I'll just drink it from the bottle." The bartender nodded and gave her the open bottle. Shahero took a long swig.
"I'll have…" Amber's voice faded as she tapped her cheek lightly with one finger in a thinking gesture.
"Oh and Ams," Shahero smirked at her. "They don't have water." Amber poked her tongue out at Shahero.
"Ha ha, you're so funny." Amber sneered.
"I know! A real riot." Shahero grinned cheekily at her. Amber huffed.
"More like a real pain in the ass." She mumbled. Shahero laughed.
"Nope, that would be you." Amber snickered then opened her mouth to say something else but Shahero cut her off. "And you can't say bitch cause that would be Ruin." Amber snickered again.
"Har." A bored voice behind her said. Shahero looked over her shoulder to the goth.
"Aw, common Ruin laugh."
"I don't laugh." She answered in a monotone voice and walked to sit beside Amber.
"Oh yeah, how could I forget. Laughter is happy. It terrifies you." Shahero teased. Ruin smirked. The bartender sighed loudly. All three pairs of eyes turned to glare at the bartender who in turn shifted uncomfortably under the hard stares. Shahero took another long swig of her beer.
"I'll have a Bloody Mary." Ruin told the bartender. He nodded and turned to get it. Amber looked at Ruin with a bemused expression.
"Morbid." Amber stated. Shahero laughed.
"Count on Ruin to order something like that." Ruin smirked.
"The one and only." Amusement danced in Ruin's brown eyes. The bartender slid the drink over to Ruin.
"Hey!" Tala appeared, seemingly out of nowhere and wrapped an arm around Ruin and Amber. "How's my two fav girls doin?" He asked joyously. Ruin leaned against him; a slight smile graced her black lips. Tala leaned down and kissed her. Amber's face scrunched up in disgust and she ducked out of Tala's arm.
"Geez you two. Get a room." Amber said. Shahero made kissing sounds to add to the teasing. Tala grinned sheepishly and winked over his shoulder as he led Ruin away.
"Ew!" Both Shahero and Amber exclaimed in unsion.
"I was kiddin." Amber grumbled to no one in particular. Shahero chuckled. Her eyes slid back over to the bartender who had gotten tired of waiting and moved on to flirt with a blonde with unnaturally big boobs. Shahero downed the rest of her beer and banged it down on the bar.
"Hey bar dude!" She called out. "Another beer." She lifted the bottle again and waved it. The bartender shot her an icy glare as he grabbed the empty beer bottle from her hand and got her another one.
"You gonna order yet?" The bartender asked Amber.
"Maybe." Amber answered with a smirk. The bartender rolled his eyes and went back to flirting with the blonde.
"You think we should complain?" Shahero asked, sipping her new beer.
"I dunno."
"He could get fired."
"Then you get no beers." Amber smirked. Shahero just shrugged.
"He gets no money." Shahero countered.
"True. But I ain't no tattle tail."
"Never said you were."
"Good."
"We're not gonna complain?"
"Nope."
"Alright." There was a pause. "You still didn't order." Shahero observed. Amber shrugged.
"What's good?" She asked. Shahero smirked.
"Do you trust me?"
"Not really."
"You hurt my heart." Shahero pouted. Amber gave her a fake sympathetic pat on the shoulder.
"No one said the truth doesn't hurt." Shahero gave Amber a fake smile and jumped off the stool, beer still in hand.
"Well I'm goin."
"What? You're gonna leave me here with Barbie and Ken?" Amber motioned to the bartender and the blonde. Shahero pretended to ponder.
"Yuppers!" She exclaimed and turned to walk away. She heard a frustrated scream behind her and smirked. She wasn't surprised when Amber came storming over to walk beside her.
"I don't believe you." She hissed. Her arms were crossed tightly over her chest and she scowled. Shahero just shrugged nonchalantly.
"No one usually does." Miyami said as she walked up and pushed her way between the two. She draped an arm casually around each girl.
"What happened with the red?" Miyami shrugged.
"I dunno. He just kinda left. I decided to come see you guys instead of going to look for the loser." Miyami grinned.
"To leave you, he has to be a loser." Johnny offered coming to walk beside them.
"An idiot." Shahero added. They all sat down on a couch that Bryan used to occupy himself. The song changed and the dancers changed their moves to match the beat of the song. Amber squealed.
"Lost Prophets!" She screamed. Amber grabbed Bryan's hand and pulled him onto the dance floor. Miyami grabbed Johnny's hand and they followed them. Shahero laughed.
Got it all too highGot it figured out
I wanna do whatever
Laugh until September
And I seem to think
That you are one to be with meMaybe I was wrong
You were moving on
A boy with platinum blonde hair and bright baby blue eyes walked by her and Shahero caught his arm.
"Cummon Enrique. You're dancing with me." Enrique blinked. Shahero rolled her eyes. "Enny, Shahero, dance." She said slowly, swaying her hips slightly. Enrique grinned widely and dragged her onto the dance floor. The moved to where Amber, Bryan, Aspin, Kane, Johnny, and Miyami were. Ruin and Tala joined them a few minutes later.
And I sit and wonderFalling under
Get my way or nothing will move on
Shahero's ears caught the sound of Amber's voice, singing softly with the music. Shahero smirked and decided to give Amber a little boost.
"Everyone has gone/you feel so empty, but I've got me a friend/and I like it." Shahero sang. Amber's voice rose as she sang the next part. Soon everyone in the group who knew the song was singing.
And I know you can say I can care for someoneBut are you that clever that you smile forever?
If it's something like here
Cause I just don't feel it
Baby it's a treaty
Maybe you are not her
Miyami started to jump. She motioned for the rest of us to jump too. Shahero laughed as she realized Miyami was trying to start a moshpit. Shahero started to jump too, giving Enrique a small smack on his arm so he would jump too. The others caught on to what Miyami was trying to do too and soon they had started a very large moshpit on the dance floor. Laughter and wild screams rippled through the crowd as everyone jumped, perfectly synchronized.
People started to surround her and close in as Shahero's personal space bubbled into nothingness. People were pushing into her from all sides and sweat soaked her clothes making them stick uncomfortably to her skin. And the sweat wasn't only hers but from the people around her too. Shahero looked around for her friends but she couldn't find them. 'They probably got pushed away.' She thought. The room was loud, hot, and muggy. The air was a mix of skin, sweat, hair, drugs, and alcohol. Shahero didn't seem to mind though as she started to scream and laugh. It seemed weird though, having a moshpit in a club. Normally they'd have that at rock concerts. She caught sight of a few people sitting down on the couches or at the bar, staring at the dance floor with disgust.
'Feh, losers.' Shahero thought. The moshpit lasted a long time. Soon, compliments of not doing a moshpit in a while, Shahero started to feel dizzy. She tried to stop and get out of the moshing but with people crammed so close to her she started to jump involuntarily. The motion of not actually jumping herself made her feel unbalanced and queasy. Her head started to spin and her stomach was doing flops. She started to feel like she couldn't breathe and panted for air. Shahero ducked low and pushed people away from her path as she searched for the edge of the dance floor or her friends.
Just then, a hard push sent her flying into another person and almost landing herself on the floor, a predicament she choose not to think about at the moment. Shahero pushed herself away and finally she came tumbling out of the moshpit, slamming into a rock hard chest. Arms shot out to steady her and she grabbed fistfuls of the guy's shirt to keep herself upright. The guy's grip loosened as she regained her balance but didn't let go. She let go of his shirt and looked up to meet light auburn eyes.
She got lost in those eyes. They seemed so dark and dangerous; it was like they were luring her into their depths. Long light stone blue hair cascaded down his shoulders in jagged spikes and was pulled back into a low ponytail. Pieces fell into his eyes as he stared down at her. His chest was rippling with strong muscles and his muscular arms were still wrapped around her slim waist. He had chiseled features. His thin, but kissable looking lips were tilted up into a smirk. His eyes seemed to darken and his lips moved as he spoke but it was like Shahero was in a trance. She couldn't hear what he was saying. She shook her head and pushed herself away.
"Huh?" She asked unintelligently. The guy's smirk broadened and he crossed his arms over his chest.
His eyes ran down her body, taking in all the details. Her ebony hair just brushed her shoulders and looked like it was streaked with liquid silver. It was tangled and stuck out in places from being in the moshpit. She had pale, smooth skin and her eyes, huge pools of blue, sapphire blue. They were slightly slanted at the sides, showing her Japanese background. She was short and had a skinny waist, small chest and thin hips. He enjoyed the view of seeing her smooth legs from the slits in her skirt. The skin on her arms and mid drift was damp with sweat, as was her face. Her cheeks tinted red from the heat. Her parted lips were very enticing, it took almost all his will power to not lean down and kiss her. He smirked widely.
"I said, do I get a thank you?" Shahero smirked and crossed her arms over her chest, doing a very good impression of him.
"Nope."
"Then can I get a name?" Shahero's smirk broadened.
"Miyami." She answered smugly, trying to keep a serious face and smother her laughter but was failing miserably.
"Miaymi…" He said, trying the name on his tongue.
"Yeah?" The real Miyami asked, coming to stand beside Shahero with Johnny and Amber in tow. The guy's eyebrow rose and he regarded the silver haired girl warily.
"I was talking to your friend." He answered, motioning to Shahero. Shahero couldn't take it anymore, she burst into laughter.
"You said to give you a name, not my name!" She snickered. Laughter burst from Amber and Miyami. Johnny snickered.
"So you told him my name?" Miyami asked incredulously. Shahero shrugged.
"Sure." The guy looked angry but he succeeded in talking calmly.
"Ok, so can I have your name?" He asked. Shahero put her finger on her chin in a thinking gesture.
"Why? Don't you have one?" She retorted and turned to walk away, a large smirk planted on her face. His hand clamped down on her shoulder, preventing her from going any further. A low growl made its way past her lips and she sent a dark glare in the guy's direction.
"Yeah I do. My name is Hitoshi." His eyes flashed and darkened with vented rage.
"And my name is I don't give a freakin shit." Shahero spat and threw Hitoshi's hand off her shoulder. Hitoshi growled darkly, grabbed her upper arm roughly, and spun her around to face him. Amber, Miyami, and Johnny moved to help her but Shahero held out her free arm to stop them. Shahero centered her eyes on Hitoshi's, giving him an icy cold stare that could probably make the devil himself go running with his tail between his legs. If he had a tail. Hitoshi faltered but didn't do anything else.
"Let go." She hissed venomously. Hitoshi slid his hand down her arm. Shahero was surprised to feel little sparks of need flow through her and that there were goose bumps left where he had touched her. His hand brushed hers and his arm fell to his side. Shahero shuddered visibly, making Hitoshi smirk widely.
Shahero's eyes moved away from Hitoshi's to the hand that had just been placed on her shoulder. Tala had come over and was glaring darkly at Hitoshi. Obviously not wanting to stand back anymore, Amber budded in.
"Dude do you have some sorta mental illness?" Amber snapped. Hitoshi's eyebrow rose. Shahero watched Amber with a bemused look. "That's harassment! She wanted to go, let her go! God, you gay ass psycho path!" Amber was spitting fire as she glared darkly at Hitoshi.
"Quick call the men with the straight jackets! We need a padded room!" Miyami added. Snickers were heard.
"Cummon guys he ain't worth my time. It's my b-day and New Years Eve, grab a guy and shake that ghetto booty." Shahero teased Miyami.
"I think I speak for a lot of people when I say, I don't think dancing would be a smart thing." Johnny said. He looked flushed also. There were many nods of agreement.
"Yello people!" All eyes turned to the small stage at the front where the DJ was situated. "Alright everybody its one o'clock, you all know what that means!"
"Karaoke time!" The crowd shouted. Shahero's eyebrow rose high. She coughed something that sounded really close to losers. Amber tried to smother her snicker.
"That's right, so all you lovely ladies and men in the room come and test your voice!" The crowd cheered. "But please," He added. "For the good of everyone, if ya can't sing, don't." Laughter ran through the crowd and Amber, Miyami, Shahero, and Ruin exchanged glances.
"Was that supposed to be funny?" Miyami whispered. Ruin shook her head.
"Idiots." She muttered. Hitoshi placed a hand on Shahero's shoulder again.
"What now?" She barked in annoyance.
"Can't you just tell me your name?" He asked in annoyance.
"Umm…no." And with that, she walked away.
"Hey Hero, you should go. Your voice is wicked cool." Amber said.
"I dunno…" Shahero hesitated.
"Cummon, I'll sing with you too." Miyami suggested. Shahero gave a resigning sigh.
"Alright." Miyami motioned for her to follow. "But Amber has to come too." Shahero said smugly, grabbing Amber's arm and pulling her along.
"What?" Amber asked in astonishment. Shahero smirked. "Ruin!" Amber cried as she grabbed Ruin's arm and dragged her along as well. Ruin made a sound of protest but then grabbed Tala who grabbed Johnny. Johnny grabbed Kane as he walked by who pulled in Aspin and Hans. Aspin pulled in Arista and Sonia who pulled in Enrique and Ozuma. Hans pulled in Zareth and Russia. Shahero grabbed a shocked Bryan who watched the long chain with confusion and Miyami grabbed Tyson as they passed the food. Tyson pulled in Max and Rei. Rei pulled in Mariah and Max pulled in Emily. Emily pulled in Michael and Michael pulled in Beth. Pretty soon the whole gang was making their way to the stage. Shahero looked over her shoulder and laughed.
"Whoa!" She exclaimed. Miyami also looked over her shoulder and smirked widely.
"Well, we certainly have a large band." She joked.
"That has to be the biggest understatement of the year!" Shahero laughed. They all huddled together on the stage with snickers and hushed voices. There were 'holy shits' and 'whoas' echoing through the crowd as they watched the large group on the stage prepare.
"Ok Sen, you're leading." Johnny said from beside Miyami. Shahero opened her mouth to protest but was interrupted by the DJ.
"Well, this is a rather large bundle that has come to grace us with their voices." Shahero sent an annoyed look at the DJ, making him stutter.
"Yeah! We could be a choir!" Johnny shouted. Amber made a face.
"Ew! No, choir's are gay." She said with gagging sounds. Some people started to laugh.
"Yeah, screw the choir shit. We could be a comedy show!" Aspin added.
"Ha ha! I can picture it now. Aspin with a red nose and ugly rainbow hair wig and stupid looking big shoes." Shahero laughed.
"Can't forget the white face and big red lips!" Tala added.
"We'll call her Aspirin the Clown!" Kane suggested, earning himself a punch on the arm.
"Can it!" Arista called out.
"Yeah Can-head, can it." Hans called out. Snickers erupted from the group as they watched the DJ's surprised expression.
"Sorry for stealing your spotlight." Miyami muttered sarcastically.
"Che, what spotlight? We're the life of the party!" Johnny chuckled.
"Woot woot!" Amber hollered. Laughter erupted from the crowd as well as the group.
"Just sing the damn song at get your ass off the stage." The DJ hissed rudely to Shahero. Shahero glared darkly at him and she growled.
"What the fuck is your problem. This is a friggin club, you don't own the place. You forget buddy it's our money that goes to your boss. And it's that same money that you get paid with!"
"So fuck off!" Miyami interrupted, eyes flashing crimson. The DJ's eyes widened with shock and he stumbled off the stage. As he walked passed her, Russia kicked his shin. There was a painful howl and the DJ limped off the stage.
"Take it like a man!" Hans shouted after him.
"He ain't a man." Russia mumbled.
"Whoo-hoo! Go Rush!" Shahero shouted with a laugh. "What song are we gonna sing anyway?" Shahero asked, turning to face the group.
"Lost Prophets!" Amber shouted. Tala patted Amber on the head.
"Sorry Benny, we already heard Lost Prophets tonight."
"So?" Amber pouted and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Let's just choose a different song." Sonia suggested. Sonia, number one world peacemaker if there ever was one.
"Anything by the Distillers is fine by me." Miyami hinted.
"Mono." Russia suggested. Shahero nodded.
"That one's ok." She agreed. Everyone lapsed into a thinking silence.
"Sing a song already!" a man in the audience shouted.
"Sen just choose a song. It's your birthday anyway." Ozuma shouted from the back. There were nods of agreement and Shahero took a deep, calming breath.
"I've done everything as you say/I followed your rules without question/I thought it would help me see things clearly."Shahero began to sing the song Out Of Control by Hoobastank. Miyami, Amber, and Russia stepped closer to the microphone to sing with her.
"But instead of helping me to see/I look around and its like I'm blinded." They handed Russia the microphone to sing the next part.
"I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control/Out of control." Russia's voice raised to and angry scream. The whole group sang the chorus.
"(Go) Where should I go? (Go) What should I do? I don't understand what you want from me/(Go) Cause I don't know/(Go) If I can trust you/I don't understand what you want from me."
"I feel like I'm spinning out of control/Try to focus but everything's twisted/And all along I thought you would be there."
"Thought you would be there." Miyami echoed.
"To let me know/I'm not alone/But in fact, that's exactly what I was."
"I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control/Out of control."
"(Go)Where should I go? (Go)What should I do? I don't understand what you want from me/(Go)Cause I don't know/(Go) If I can trust you/I don't understand what you want from me."
Shahero handed Amber the microphone and gave her a reassuring nod. Amber nodded back.
"And I may never know/The answer to this endless mystery." Amber sang. She handed the microphone back with a huge smile on her face and they all sang together again.
"(Go)Where should I go? (Go)What should I do? I don't understand what you want from me." Once again Amber was handed the microphone.
"Is it a mystery? Is it a mystery?" Amber sang confidently and handed the microphone over to Russia.
"I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control," Russia's voice started low but grew higher and higher until she was screaming the next part.
"Out of control/ I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control." She held the last note for a long time before she had to stop for a breath. She was drawing in much needed air when she handed Shahero the microphone to let the group sing together.
"(Go)Where should I go? (Go)What should I do? I don't understand what you want from me/(Go)Cause I don't know/(Go) If I can trust you/Or al of the things that you said to me."
"And I may never know/The answer to this endless mystery."
"(Go)Where should I go? (Go)What should I do? I don't understand what you want from me."
"I'm spinning out of control/Out of control/I'm spinning out of control/Out of control." Russia's angry voice finished off the song. There were hoots and hollers from the crowd. They even got a standing ovation. Miyami laughed and was so happy that she spun around and leaned up to kiss Johnny soundly on the lips. Johnny's eyes widened in shock before his arms wrapped around her small waist and he deepened the kiss. Shahero looked over her shoulder to Amber and she knew what was coming.
"Geez you two. Get a room." Amber made gagging noises and she gave Johnny a small push. Johnny broke the kiss and both his and Miyami's face flushed a bright red.
"Aw, look Amber. They're blushing." Shahero teased. Behind them the audience 'awed' with them. The group broke into laughter at the deepening shade of red that appeared on their friend's faces. Sonia looped her arm through Miyami's and led her tomato-faced friend off stage.
"Sons, I give you a gold medal for being a true friend." Miyami exclaimed, wrapping an arm around Sonia's shoulders and sending a light glare in the snickering Amber and Shahero's direction. Both girls poked their tongue's out at her.
"Oh well excuse me." Amber called after her. "Let's go Shahero." Amber stuck her nose in the air and looped her arm through Shahero's. Shahero snickered and played along with Amber's little show.
"I'm right behind ya Ams." Shahero stuck her nose in the air too and the two girls walked off the stage with an air of superiority surrounding them. When they were off the stage they all broke down into fits of hysteric giggles.
"Aw, dude I'm wiped." Arista plopped herself down on one of the couches. Aspin yawned.
"Yeah." She agreed.
"Come on." Shahero said, waving her friends toward the exit. "You guys can chill at my house tonight." She offered and the large group walked to the door.
They all split up and headed to their parked cars once they were outside. Shahero walked over to her bike and was about to get on when all at once, she felt as if an icy finger had trailed down the nape of her neck. Shahero looked around her, staring hard into the shadows trying to make out a figure. She couldn't see anyone, but someone was watching her. Shahero just brushed it off and labeled it as paranoia before swinging her right leg over the side of her motorcycle and revving the engine. The engine rumbled to life and purred under her. Shahero sighed and stepped on the gas. She rode out of the parking lot, unaware of the light auburn eyes staring at her from deep in the shadows.
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Hitoshi pushed harder on the pedal of his viper. It picked up speed quickly, throwing his back into the leather seat. His surroundings blurred around him as the car was going too fast to see anything. He turned up the volume on the radio until it blasted from the speakers, making the car vibrate from the bass. He opened the roof and let the wind whip his hair around him, becoming a blue streak in the strong wind. He slid his dark sunglasses down from on top of his head to rest lightly on the bridge of his nose. His mouth moved into a silent smirk as he thought of his new encounter.
She was gorgeous, absolutely desirable. And unattainable. Grandfather always said he wanted things he couldn't have. But Hitoshi was determined. He could get anything he wanted, and he was positive he could have her. He was the great Hitoshi Hiwatari, the prince of hell. She had such a fire in her, and a mighty sharp tongue. Hitoshi wanted more then anything to be in the middle of that fire.
Hitoshi turned the wheel sharply and the tires screeched as he turned a corner sharply. The highway to hell was a spinning world of red as he braked and the car spun around in a complete circle. It wasn't long until he was driving off a cliff into the fiery depths of hell. He screamed and laughed with joy as the adrenaline pumped through his veins, pushing him to desire more speed. The car flew right through the flames and into hell. The car screeched to a halt in front of the Hiwatari kingdom.
Hitoshi vaulted over the door and jogged up to the house and pushed the door open. He continued to jog up to the stairs when a voice stopped him.
"Yo Toshi, Grandpa wants to see both of us in the thrown room now." Hitoshi skidded to a halt and sent a bored look to the owner of the smooth voice. Hitoshi's brother Kai was coming down the stairs.
His brother and him looked a lot a like, yet very different both at the same time. His brother had auburn eyes; only they were a darker shade of auburn compared to Hitoshi's light auburn orbs. His brother's hair was a light stone blue in the front where it was spiked messily, but it looked good. The look suited him. The hair near the back of his head was a dark blue, just lighter then navy blue. He was tall and muscular. His skin smooth and pale, much like his own. Each cheek was marked with tattoos of two blue shark fins.
"What for?" Hitoshi growled in annoyance. Kai shrugged.
"How the hell should I know?" Hitoshi rolled his eyes.
"Whatever." Both Hiwatari men stalked off to the thrown room.
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Hitoshi pushed the large doors to the thrown room open and barged in. At the other end of the room his grandfather Voltaire had long white hair left untied and beady black eyes gleaming with evilness. At his sides were his guards; both were tall and bulky men in black armor. His grandfather sat in a large chair. It's back reached way over his grandfather's head and it had two horns sticking out of the top. It was like a picture form a medieval times book, only darker and more sinister.
People would think the Devil would have red skin, a long tail, sharp, pointed teeth, a small mustache, black horns sticking out of his head and he would carry a pitchfork. None were true. Unless Satan was in his demonic form, which only happened when he was truly angry or during sex. Both Kai and Hitoshi can do the same.
"What d'ya want old man?" Hitoshi sneered, crossing his arms across his chest. Kai leaned against the wall off to the side, waiting to be called. Voltaire kept a serious façade and stared calmly at Hitoshi.
"Boy, I think it's time we talked about my retirement." Hitoshi smirked. Now this would be interesting.
"What about it?"
"I think you are old enough to take over Hell. I am getting older and I think it's time I handed the reins over to someone else."
"So you're giving it to me." Hitoshi stated more then asked.
"Yes. You are twenty-four and you are responsible enough to take over the thrown." Hitsohi's smirk widened.
"Nice." He approved.
"But," Voltaire added. 'Aw damn, he just had to have a fucking 'but' didn't he.' Hitoshi thought.
"In order to rule you will have to have a follower in your footsteps."
"You mean like a son?"
"That's correct. I'm sure you can figure the rest out for yourself."
"You mean I have to mate!" Hitoshi shouted in outrage. Voltaire nodded.
"What kinda fucked up rule is that! I need no woman to make my life complete! This is all a bunch of fucked up pieces of shit!" Voltaire's eyes flashed with annoyance.
"Kai." He called. Kai opened his eyes and stood upright. "Come here." Kai moved to stand beside Hitoshi. "If Hitoshi doesn't succeed in finding a mate, you are next in line for the inheritance. I expect you to be on the look out for a mate as well. That is all boys. Good day."
"It's night, old man. Good night." Hitoshi snapped. Turning on his heel he stormed out of the room, making sure to slam the door behind him. Kai caught up to Hitoshi.
"So you have any idea who you're gonna pick for a mate?" He asked casually. Hitoshi sent Kai a dark look.
Suddenly, he stopped. His eyes widened with realization. That girl. He never really found out her name yet. But he had heard someone call her Hero. And Sen. Hmm, he would worry about that tomorrow. Hitoshi's mouth turned up into a devious smirk.
"Yes Kai, I do." And with that, he ran up the stairs and to his room. There would be a lot of planning to do and even a devil such as him, needed sleep.
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Kai stared after his brother, a bemused expression on his face. His brother wanted something, and it was something he wasn't going to get easily. He was going to be doing a lot of planning. It made him wonder what it was. Could it be a woman? Kai shrugged and followed his brother. He would need sleep too. He was after all on the search as well.
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Alrighty, that is all for chappie one! I'm already working on chappie two, since I'm trying to keep Gems from going nutso on me. So anyways thankies to Gems and Yoshi I give you mucho hugs for all your support and compliments…I gave them a sneak peak on it, nyah nyah. And please REVIEW!