So… Honda is going to make his appearance in this chapter!

I actually felt kinda sad when I finished the story a week ago and then I started thinking… And now I'm working on a SetoxKisara fic. And there is more coming up! I like spending time in this little 'universe' I created.

Anyway, Enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the songs I use in this story

Chasing the Light

Chapter 3

Two months passed by and the band had its national break through. It was weird to enter a music store and hear their music. Their music. They hadn't used any of my songs or any of the songs I had worked on. I didn't feel anything but this strange numbness. I was in denial, pretending that I wasn't missing him, but secretly, I missed him terribly. In the year and a half before it happened he had been all I lived and breathed. He had been my life. And to be without him, was like being a junk without drugs.

I still wanted to prove myself though. I had gotten a job at a store that sold music instruments a week after I had left and with the money I paid for classical singing lessons. In order to become the light I had to become one of those metal chicks with long flowing hair that dazzled the audience with their voice.

During those two months I never spoke to any of the guys from the band, not even Jono. Yes, I missed my cousin, but I could not face him. He had called me a few times but I hadn't answered my phone and after a while he gave up. It was better that way.

I liked the singing lessons. The girls in my class were all very nice and each day I could hear my voice improving. As long as I could keep my mind of him, I was fine.

But of course… I wasn't so fine at all…

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I entered the store and waved at Misato who was opening up a box. I quickly went into the back and dropped my bag and jacket in a chair.

"Meca-chan? Could you help me?"

"Sure! Just a minute," I called back to Misato. I made my way over and frowned at the box she was unpacking. "What the hell are those?"

"Posters," Misato said. "Weird, no?"

"Hmm-mm…" I couldn't see us selling posters either. People would go to different stores for posters, not ours.

"JJ said we had to hang up one of each. It's got to do with some sponsorship or advertising thing."

I took one poster and pulled of the plastic wrap around it. I rolled it out and almost dropped it. Staring back at me was Yami.

"Oh my God!" Misato exclaimed. "I got to have one of those!"

I looked at her with a frown. "Misato-chan, there is not enough space on your wall for this."

"Nah… I'll take away one of the others," she said with a grin. "You should take one too!"

I wanted to tell her 'no', but she was already walking to the back to drop of two posters. I sighed and looked at the poster in my hands again. I gazed hungrily at Yami's face and realized how much I missed him. He had gotten his bottom lip pierced and it looked really good on him. But his eyes… his eyes were empty. I could see it. He had been my boyfriend for almost two years and I always had been able to read him like a book. Yami was miserable.

I narrowed my eyes. Well, it was his own fault. I had been so engrossed in staring at the stupid poster that I hadn't noticed that a guy had entered the store.

"You don't like the poster?" he asked, amusement clear in his voice.

I almost dropped the poster for real this time and turned towards him. "What?"

"I asked if you don't like the poster."

I shrugged and put the poster on the counter. "I don't care much for him, that's all."

The guy grinned. "Me neither."

I grinned back at him.

"I'm Honda, by the way," he said. "I'm Misato's brother."

I shook the hand he offered. "I'm Meca."

"Nice to meet you. Misato says you're an awesome singer."

I blushed a little at the compliment. "So she has been gossiping about me. "

"Actually," Misato said while approaching us. "I recommended you to my brother's band."

Honda nodded. "We're looking for a singer."

"Really?" I asked him. "What kind of music do you make?"

Honda grinned. "Metal."

This couldn't be better! I smiled at Honda. "I would love to sing in your band."

Honda pulled a disk out of his backpack. "Here are some of our songs. The lyrics are on here too. Could you come by next week on Tuesday for an audition?"

"Sure." I took the disk from him.

After writing down the address of the studio Honda left. I grinned at Misato. "You're the best, Misato-chan!"

She laughed when I hugged her. "I know the guys will love your voice. You can thank me later when you are a famous singer with too much money, a huge house and a walk-in closet."

I giggled. The poster on the counter couldn't spoil my day anymore. I was one step closer to reaching my goal.

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The songs that Honda had given me were brilliantly written. When I had read the lyrics it had felt like I was reading poetry. The music was complex and beautiful. I was excited at the idea of singing those songs.

On Tuesday I went to the studio. Honda was already there, tuning a guitar. "Hi Meca!"

"Hi!" I took of my jacked and sat down in a comfy leather chair.

"You're ready?" he asked.

I grinned. "Of course."

A guy with short brown curls entered the room. "Hi, you must be Meca. I'm Greg, the bassist." His accent told me he was definitely American. He had breathtaking blue eyes and an easy smile. I shook the hand he offered me.

After that, the rest of the band came in. Jared was Greg's older brother. He too had brown curls, but his hair was longer. He had brown eyes and the same easy smile as Greg. Jared played the keyboard. Takumi was the drummer. His hair was wild, the thick black locks sticking out in every direction and his nose and ears were pierced. They were all very nice and welcoming.

I introduced myself. "Well, as you may know, I'm Meca. I work at 'Music and more' with Honda's sister. I have been taking classical singing lessons since a couple of months…" I paused, hesitating about the last piece of information I wanted to give them. "Before all this I played the lead guitar in Shadow Realm."

They all gaped at me.

"Are you shitting us?" Greg asked.

"No," I said with a shrug.

"Why aren't you part of that band anymore?" Honda asked. His voice still sounded shocked.

"The record deal that they signed didn't include me." I bit my lip. It was hard to talk about what Yami had done.

"So… they just kicked you out?" Takumi asked. "That's low."

"Yeah…"Jared agreed. "We're all nice guys. We would never do such a thing."

"It was actually only Yami. The other guys probably didn't know," I said. "But enough of this."

Greg grinned. "Sing."

Honda turned on a cd player and I recognized the music immediately. I had warmed up my voice during the car ride to the studio and I fell into the song easily.

"Close your eyes
Feel the ocean where passion lies
Silently the senses
Abandon all defenses

A place between sleep and awake
End of innocence, unending masquerade
That's where I'll wait for you."

Greg and Honda looked deeply impressed. It reassured me and I relaxed.

"Hold me near you
So close I sear you
Seeing, believing
Dreaming, deceiving

A place between sleep and awake
End of innocence, unending masquerade
That's where I'll wait for you."

Takumi whooped in excitement when I sang a harmony I had come up with along with the instrumental part. Jared elbowed him in the stomach and hissed at him to shut up.

"Sleepwalker seducing me
I dare to enter your ecstasy
Lay yourself now down to sleep
In my dreams you're mine to keep

Sleepwalker, sleepwalker

Sleepwalker seducing me
I dare to enter your ecstasy
Lay yourself now down to sleep
In my dreams you're mine to keep."

I finished the song with a big smile on my face and Honda yelled. "Welcome to the band!"

I laughed. "Thanks!"

"We're gonna be sooooo famous!" Jared said, "You're awesome."

I blushed at the compliment. Greg smiled and patted my shoulder. "Jared sometimes is a little crazy, but he writes awesome songs."

"Yeah, I think so too. About the songs, I mean," I said with a giggle.

I was part of a band again. It felt so good! I left the studio and hour later with a feeling I hadn't felt in two months: happiness. The guys had given me more disks and a notebook full of lyrics I had to study in. I had a purpose again. I was going to be unstoppable.

- End chapter 3 -

Hahaha… I can't believe I actually called Yami's band Shadow Realm. XD

I'm throwing canon elements around in this fic, but with different interpretations!

Review please!