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"Waiting the hour destined to dieHere on the table of death

A figure in white unknown by man

Approaching the altar of deathHigh priest awaiting dagger in hand

Spilling the pure virgin bloodSatan's slaughter, ceremonial death

Answer his every command

Death will come easy just close your eyes-

Dream of the friends you'll see

Heavenly failure losing again

Move on to a new form of life-"

The music cut off suddenly and Risa looked up at the teacher guiltily. The class hurried to their seats. A vein throbbed on Mr. Hageta's(1) forehead as he glared down at the brunette.

"Ms. Harada, I will see you after school. You will clean the entire classroom and the chalkboards. I will keep the radio and CD."

"N-no! Please don't! I promise I won't play it in class anymore!" Risa protested.

"You should have thought of that before you played."

Risa looked down at her desk, eyes brimming in tears. The bell rang, signaling the end of class. A small redheaded teen stopped by her desk.

"Are you all right, Harada-san?"

Risa shook her head violently. "That was Kokoyoku's new CD. It's sold out of the stores so I can't buy another copy. I haven't even finished listening to it yet."

"Please don't be sad, Harada-san. I can get you another one," Daisuke said.

"Would you please? Thank you, Niwa-kun!"

Risa threw her arms around him and hugged him tight before running out the door. Daisuke just turned red and followed at a much slower pace.

After school Daisuke caught the train home, wondering how he could get a copy. He didn't buy the CD. His stop came before he came up with an answer. He walked home with a frown.

"Okasan(2), I'm home," Daisuke called out.

He noticed a pair of familiar shoes also in the doorway. Kosuke was home. He walked into the kitchen. Daiki was sitting at the table as well as Kosuke. Emiko was in the kitchen, cooking dinner.

"Dad, when did you get back?" Daisuke asked, sitting down at the table.

"A few hours ago. I brought you some souvenirs."

Kosuke handed Daisuke an envelope. Daisuke gave him a curious look before opening it. Inside there were five tickets and backstage passes to the Kokoyoku concert. Daisuke stared at them shocked and looked at his dad.

"Domo arigato!"

Daisuke hugged Kosuke who laughed.

"How did you get these?"

"I know someone in the band. Why don't you invite that girl Risa?"

"Dad!"

Kosuke and Daiki laughed as Daisuke blushed red. He muttered another thanks and ran up to his room. What his family didn't know was that he had a crush on Hiwatari Satoshi not Risa. He tucked the envelope into his book bag and sighed.

The next day Daisuke entered the classroom. His eyes strayed to where Satoshi was sitting next to Krad, Satoshi's older brother. By chance Risa and her twin Riku were also in the classroom.

"Harada-san, I couldn't find that CD, but I do have tickets to the concert. Would you like to go?"

"Don't ask stupid questions, Niwa. Of course I want to go… As friends of course."

"Of course. Harada-san can join us. I have two other tickets but I don't know who else to invite."

"Hiwatari, don't you and your brother listen to Kokoyoku's music?" Riku asked.

Satoshi looked their way and nodded. Daisuke took the tickets and the backstage passes out of his bag and handed them over. Krad just nodded his thanks. Risa was ecstatic when she saw the back stage pass.

"These are impossible to get! How did you get a hold of backstage passes?" she screeched.

The bell rang before Daisuke could answer. He took his seat and spared a quick glance at Satoshi. He noticed Krad looking at him and the blonde smirked at him causing the redhead to blush.

(1) means bald in Japanese. The teacher has a bald head so it's a joke.

(2) Mother


The lyrics are from Slayer's Altar of Sacrifice. I hope everybody liked this story. Dark will show up in the next installment. Reviews or flames will be accepted. I would greatly appreciate feedback.