Author's Notes: I don't own Escaflowne or Kylie Minogue.ok now that I got that out of the way. Anyways, this is my very first attempt of writing a humor fic BY MYSELF!!! I'm so scared! Ok, so like review.cuz I think this will only be atleast three chapters long. I don't know? By the way . . . I got the whole "live in Gaea" thing from the video "Live in Sydney" ( very good movie by the way! Pick it up! Lol . . . anywayz, plz read!

Kylie Minogue Live in Gaea *Chapter 1*

Allen stood in line at the ticket booth, hoping he could get front row seats. Van was with him, though dragged along.taken against his will. Allen was jumping up and down and humming "What Do I Have To Do?" by Kylie Minogue. He loved her so much.a little too much -_-.

"NEXT!" shouted the teller.

"Three front row tickets to see Kylie Minogue Live in Gaea!" Allen practically shouted.no, he did shout it actually.

"Sorry, we're all sold out of front row, we have second row," he stated plainly.

"What do you mean.there's no more front row seats?" he was growing angry.

"I mean, that your blonde little head didn't get here quick enough. There's no more front seats."

Allen was in rage. His face grew red, as he could barely hold still. Van on the other hand was quite embarrassed, he just pretended that he didn't know him and sorted whistled while he tapped his boots together, his back turned towards Allen.

"I CAME HERE FOR FRONT ROW SEATS! GIVE ME MY FRONT ROW SEATS NOW!" he shouted, causing the entire village to look.

"Sir, calm down please."

"NO! GIVE ME THREE FRONT ROW TICKETS NOW! OR ELSE I'LL-"

"Allen calm down!" yelled Van.

Allen looked over to see his young friend in rage. How dare he try to calm me down, he thought to himself. He looked over at Van once again, seeing that he was embarrassing his friend.

"Fine . . . I want FOUR second row seats right by the isle!" he shouted.

"We can do that sir."

Allen smirked as he crossed his arms. Van sighed . . . realizing this was almost over. The teller gave Allen his tickets . . . carefully, trying not to cause another riot.

"Here you go sir . . . enjoy the show . . ."

"Thank you . . . and I WILL!"

Allen marched off looking at his tickets like some sugar high child. Van sighed as he followed after his "friend". This was going to be a big trip. For Kylie Minogue was supposed to perform in Cesario, meaning a long trip. Starting tomorrow . . .