I did not create Kaikan Phrase, it does not belong to me. Please don't sue me I have no money.
Yes, I am referencing both the manga and the anime.
I am trying to make this dark, so any help you can give me. That would greatly help. Send flames if possible. I like to argue, so don't be surprised if I respond, with an argument. Some times I'll slip if I like the response and reveal what is coming next.
Those that have send comments, know the truthfulness of that.
A few hours later Aine went into a nearby broom closet, to change clothes. *I thought Sasaki-san was angry at me. When Lucifer's lead singer didn't come to the meeting, ahhh. I should stop thinking about that.* Ripping the undershirt off; she then proceeded to remove the spandex sports bra, flattening her chest. "Eeeeek! What are you doing?"
The janitor opened the door and stared at Aine. "Whoa, miss, I like the show, but fans are not allowed in this part of the building." Before he closed the door again, he gave Aine the once over and licked his lips. "Shame that a beauty like you is wasted on the performers. A piece like you, I could really teach a thing or two 'bout how ta please a man." Peeking around the door again, "mmmm, wait here a minute and I'll join you soon. An' don't worry none, I won't go telling security."
Frozen in place, Aine dropped her sports bra. As the unshaven dirt covered janitor stared at her. When he finnaly closed the door she quickly finished changing her clothes. Then ran to the bathroom to brush out her hair and wash her face.
Some girls came in, "did you see Santa, the drummer for that new band!" They gossiped.
"I know! He was so hot at the photo shoot, yesterday. But Towa wraping his body around that bass guitar…. Ungh! I could have striped my panties off, right there!"
"Towa? Really but what-" The girls stopped talking mid-sentence, when they saw Aine. "Oh, the assistant. Aine? Right?" They looked away. "Shouldn't you be loitering around somewhere. Like a useless groupie. Doing 'research', for Yukihiko." They giggled. "Good luck with that, couch bunny." After re-applying their lipstick, both girls soon left.
*Why does this always happen to me?* Aine thought, as she slid back against the wall until she sat on the floor. Cradling her head in hands, she thought back to some other events today. *Mom yelled at dad over the phone this morning. Pocketed the money he left on the table. Then Kiminobu yelled at me during lunch. His audition piece wasn't good enough, 'cause I wanted to go out with him. When he knew he should have been practicing. I hit by a car this afternoon, badly scraping my hands. Then the over dressed gaki groped me, on the pretense of looking for injuries. In the middle of the STREET!* Tears began to fall down from her eyes, as she then clutched her back pack to her chest.
"Dude you should have met him, Sakuya." Atsurou laughed as he played some chords. "It's hard to believe, that a guy could be more girly than Towa. But, man! I really think Yukihiko managed to do it!" Then began to trill a high C note.
Un-amused, Towa snorted. Then he played a D chord, as he watched Sakuya get ready to record. "I don't care that our new song writer is prettier than me. I care that all of Yukihiko's songs made top 20."
Santa played a double-time drum roll. "Whatever man. Sakuya, glad you decided to grace us, with your oh so talented presence."
"Knock off the sarcasm, Santa." Yuki said, as he plugged in his guitar. "We have a lot of work to do, Sakuya." Then he played the opening notes to Datenshi Blue. "You have the new idea, or are we gonna have wait for Yukihiko? Not that I mind either way. Your lyrics got here. But Yukihiko's a proven winner. He wrote Red Pearl, Ancient Buddha Curse… All top 20 hits."
"We don't need him." Glaring at his band mates. Sakuya, grabbed the mike. "Blinded by an ivory sea,
Waiting for you to come… back to me,
On these endless lonely streets,
I travel these teary steps,
Stop, Stop, someone stop me
Before I kiss our wrists…
Good…Bye…."
Automatically Santa began tapping out a rhythm. Then Atsuro added a B chord adding a few discordant rifts. Towa countered by playing a teary low pitched tune. As Sakuya kept singing the same verse, Yuki gave in and some notes that managed to tie everyone's ideas together.
A few hours later they managed to figure out a good harmony. Blending rolling snare beats, nimble mellow bass, rocking guitar, and trickster chords to create an unusual blend of sounds harmonious to Sakuya's lyrics.
"That enough for today." Their new manager interrupted. "This isn't a playground, it's a recording studio." While the band packed up, he grabbed Sakuya by the arm. Jerking the young vocalist to a stop. "Where did you come up with lyrics like that? It isn't anything like Datenshi Blue."
"Not your business, manager-san. I told you I'd come up with the new single. I told you before, we don't NEED a lyricist. So, leave me alone, we have no use for your precious Yukihiko." Glaring at Sasaki's hand, Sakuya refused to back down. Then Sasaki's cell phone rang.
"Moshi, moshi?"
"Mis-ter Sasaki? I-I need to leave early to- today"
Scowling, Sasaki reluctantly let go of Sakuya. Then turned his attention back to Aine on his cell. "You haven't put in enough time here yet. So stop whining." As he listened to Aine continue to whine, he glanced at Sakuya. The vocalist that was cockily strutting out the studio door. "Hang on."
"Sakuya, I need you to entertain a friend of mine."
Sakuya scoffed, "You're smoking something old man!"
Slick businessman smile in place, Sasaki shook his head. "No." Then he spoke to Aine on the phone. "Aine. Get down here to studio A-7. Now." Then he snapped the phone closed.
