21st Century God
Chapter 1
Yuffie ripped off a piece of duck tape from the roll and lightly placed it on their studio door, her lips curving upward. She continued to tape all the sides, making sure the picture wouldn't come off no matter what. The picture she was taping was of her and the band; it was the best one they ever took together.
The duct tape fell to the floor with a light tapping sounds.
She smiled form ear to ear at her accomplishment. One day, when the band wasn't busy, she'd have to print out a bunch of copies and put them all around town, on billboards and pillars, anything to get the people's attention. They could put tour dates, events, basically whatever they wanted on it.
Perfect.
She opened the studio door and slammed it shut behind her, the cool breeze of the door closing wafting into the room. Two leather chairs lay against the blue-coated walls, a red couch lie in the middle in front of the TV. There was another door in the room that led to the real studio area where the band recorded their music.
Sighing, Yuffie hopped onto one of the leathers chairs and sat down, stretching out her weary legs. She tapped her fingers on its cool surface, waiting for the arrival of her band members. She turned to look at the old-fashioned clock that hung above the door. She was twenty minutes early. Even the studio manager wasn't there yet.
She picked up a book from the wooden table in front of her; it said 'Photo Album' in large, scripting yellow font. She started leafing through the pages, giggling and laughing every page or so. It was a book full of memories. There were pictures from when they first came together as a band, which was at least two years ago. And even before they all formed a band they were best friends from school.
The thought made her smile.
The studio door squeaked open, three people coming in. It was Demyx, Axel, and Riku, three out of the four band members. Yuffie jumped up in excitement and ran to hug each and every one of them, a smile gracing her lips.
"Welcome home! Geez, it sure did take you guys long enough. What did you do, anyway? Masturbate before you came?" She rolled her eyes at them and put her hands on her hips, a giggle escaping from her lips. "You ready to record?"
"We can't record without Marluxia, he's the only one who knows what he's doing." Axel absentmindedly pointed out. He took a seat on the couch, resting his feet on the table in front of him. He rested his head on his hand, his spiky red locks of hair falling in front of him, his gorgeous blue eyes glancing up at them.
Yuffie bounced over to the studio door, ignoring Axel's comment. "We can do it without him!" She tried opening the door, but it wouldn't budge. It was locked.
"By the way, Marluxia has the keys. Sorry, forgot to mention." He smirked, knowing in his head that would piss her off.
"Axel!" She playfully tackled him on the couch.
Riku flipped his bangs out of his face. "Stop messing around you two."
Yuffie got up and off of Axel, humping and crossing her arms over her chest. "Why are you so grumpy, Mr. Frumpy Face?"
He didn't reply back to her, instead he turned his back on her and went over to the mirror hanging on the wall to look at his complexion in the mirror.
Demyx took out his guitar from the black case he brought it in and started to string some tunes, his fingers gliding across the strings. He moved his lips to sing, but Yuffie quickly caught him in the act and put her fingers over his mouth.
"There's a reason why you aren't the singer."
He laughed and continued playing. "You're just jealous my voice is so much sweeter than yours. Riiiight?"
"Ha. You wish! Wanna' have a singing contest and find out?" She stood on the tips of her toes, glaring up at him. Her short, black, choppy hair falling in her face.
"No. My beautiful voice will entrance you. I'll win with ease."
She huffed. "You're overconfident. Wanna fight about it?!" She put up her fists, smiling gleefully as she started to lightly punch him. He grabbed her by the wrist and started to twist it.
"Ow. Ow. OW! Let me go! Please! I'll never call you a faggot again!" She finally stopped her pleading as he let her wrist go. Quite content with himself, he took a seat next to Axel and started to bug him. The fun just never seemed to end.
"Faggot." She mumbled under breath as she looked out the window, putting her face up against the cold glass. Marluxia nowhere in sight. She was getting sick of waiting for him, so she decided to go out and find him on her own. It's not like anyone would notice she was gone. Demyx was too busy bugging Axel, and Riku was too obsessed with looking at his own complexion.
Conceited little bitches.
Town was usually packed with people at this time of day, most of them just getting out of work, trying to make their way home in time for dinner, or whatever awaited them. The sidewalks were crowded with all types of people, especially the restaurants. It was hard to even get around them, there was always so many.
Yuffie decided to hum the tune of one of her songs she started working on. In the band she played the bass, and was very good at it too. No, wait, she was fucking amazing. She laughed at the thought.
Cars bolted past her as she walked down the street. Her mind was elsewhere, thinking of things that could happen, her band, her life, and her family. But her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a hardcore, metal tune playing in the distance. Yuffie looked ahead to see someone sitting on the sidewalk with his black and white striped guitar, his bluish black hair falling in front of him and swaying each way as he shook his head to the tune. His fingers glided across the keys in a mysterious way that just made it seem perfect. She was somewhat amazed by his skill.
She mentally slapped herself. She was here looking for Marluxia, not other people to join her band. She shook her head and continued walking past him, his music filling her ears. It was bugging her, someone so good at the guitar was right in front of her eyes and she didn't even make a word to speak to him.
He had to be in a band with that skill.
She shrugged it off and kept on going. A little ways off she stopped at a crosswalk, waiting for the light to flash 'walk'.
After a fruitless thirty minutes of searching she finally gave up and started to head back to the studio. She hoped he was already there, but then again not. She'd be in trouble again; she was always missing practice lately due to mishaps in her life.
She passed by the area where that kid sat and played his guitar, but he wasn't there anymore.
As she approached the studio she saw someone mingle with the keys on their key ring, trying to find the right key and open the door to the studio. She must have forgotten to unlock it out her way out.
It happened to be Marluxia, she could tell by his pink hair. He dyed it that color when he was fifteen. He was eighteen now.
"Marluxia!" She ran up and gave him a big bear hug from behind. He flinched, the muscles in his stomach tightening in surprise.
"Yuffie, you're late again." He pushed the door to the studio open.
"B-but, I was out looking for you, I swear!" She jumped back and waved her hands frantically around in the air. He laughed a quiet laugh. She calmed down, nervously laughing to herself knowing now that he was just joking with her. You could never tell with Marluxia, he seemed like he had no emotions half of the time.
"Pinky, you're finally here." Demyx joked, pointing at Marluxia for the others to see.
"Hey, punk." Riku slapped his hand; it was their own type of greeting. Yuffie really never understood.
Axel just shook his head.
They all entered the actual studio where they recorded their stuff. It was laid out kind of plain, white walls with brown tile floor, an air vent for the air to come in for the air conditioning, and of course all the studio equipment.
"What are we recording today?" Marluxia took a seat in the black spinney chair. He put a blue ballpoint pen in his hair.
"I don't know. Yuffie, come up with any new songs?" Axel asked. He seemed to be in a bad mood today.
She nodded and took out a few pieces of notebook paper that were stuffed in the back pocket of her skinny jeans and handed them to Marluxia. He read over them.
"Don't we need another guitarist?" Riku fumbled around with one of the switches on the studio worktable.
"We'll worry about that later. Let's start making up music for this song." Marluxia threw the lyrics at Axel and watched as he struggled to catch them.
Yuffie grinned. If anything, she loved these guys the most. To her, this was her family, her life, her everything.
Mm, first chapter done. What do you think? I don't know if I like it, but I like the concept and where it's going. Keep or delete? The next chapter will start of different. This story will take a different track than most. There will be drinking and drugs in later chapters. That's what happens when you're in a band.
Tell me what you think.
.Pirate Melly.