The original lyrics to "I'll Make A Man Out Of You" (from Mulan) belong to (c) Disney.

The following day, Kaz was making plans for the next show, following Yumi's suggestions...no, make that requests from the night before.

Everyone else except Kaz was still in bed. He had to be careful not to wake up Koja and Sakura, as his room was right next to theirs.

Finally he had finished writing everything down and started towards Yumi room.

''Yumi!'' He said, knocking on her door. ''Are you awake?''

No reply. He knocked louder. ''Yumi! I've got the plans for next week! Come and take a look; I want to see if ya like 'em.''

Still no reply. Angry, he knocked even louder. ''Yumi, please! I'm just a short little bald guy! I can't do this all on my own!''

Still no reply. Kaz began kicking the door. ''Yumi, answer me before I kick down the door!''

At last the door opened rather slowly and there stood Yumi. Her hair was in desprate need of combing, her eyelids felt as heavy as the bus itself, and she did not seem happy to see Kaz at all.

''What do you want?'' Yumi said, rubbing her eyes.

''I have the plans for next week's show,'' Kaz said, handing Yumi the piece of paper.

Yumi examined it for a minute, then put on a pair of glasses and looked closer. ''Uh-huh, just as I thought.''

''Really?'' Kaz asked eagerly.

''Yeah...you forgot one important thing: You have to keep that twit away from me at all times!''

Kaz realized she was talking about Sekiyo. ''Well, then,'' He said, ''I guess you could just go backstage or something when it's her turn to sing, impractical as that is...''

''Sing?'' Yumi said. ''Sing? Do you think I know whether or not the little twerp can sing?''

''No, you really don't.'' Kaz said.

''And what about guitar playing or all the other stuff Ami and I can do?''

''Even if she can do that she's probably not even half as good as you.''

Yumi thought for a moment. ''You're right,'' She said, ''Why didn't I consider that last night?''

''You should have,'' Kaz said. ''But then...of course...you could...''

''I could what?'' Yumi asked.

''You...could...teach Sekiyo how to be like you.''

''WHAT?'' Yumi exclaimed in pure shock. ''Do you not know, old fool...''

''I know you hate her, but...if this doesn't work out I'll have no money.'' Kaz said.

''Three little words: Not. My. Problem.'' Yumi said.

Kaz went on. ''And you won't have any money either.''

''Feh! What would I need it for?'' Yumi said.

Kaz looked at Yumi seriously. ''For Koja.''

Yumi's eyes grew wide upon hearing that. ''You're right...'' She thought matters over for a long while. ''Well...if I have no other choice...I'll...I'll do it.''

''Ha! I knew I could persuade you!'' Kaz said happily.

Later that day Sekiyo was helping Ami make blueberry muffins when she felt a tap on her shoulder. When she saw who it was she nearly fell backwards in utter shock.

''No, Yumi...'' She said, quaking with fear, ''p-p-please don't...''

''Relax,'' Yumi said calmly, ''As much as I'd love to, I'm not going to tear you to pieces.''

Sekiyo took a deep breath. ''Okay then...what do you want?''

''I want you to come with me,'' Yumi said.

''Is it all right, Ami?'' Sekiyo asked.

Ami glared at Yumi with much gravity. ''Are you sure you're not going to try to pull anything off like you did before?''

''Oh, yes I'm sure,'' Yumi said, ''Kaz knocked a bit of sense into me this morning.''

''Well then,'' Ami turned to Sekiyo, ''You can go.'' As they left, Ami glared at Yumi once again. You had better be telling the truth, Yumi, She thought.

A few minutes later Sekiyo was in Yumi's room, awestruck by all the gold records and whatnot she had hanging on the wall.

''Your room is incredible!'' Sekiyo said, ''I wish mine was like this!''

''Well, I may not be able to give you a cool room like mine,'' Yumi said, ''but I can give you something else.''

''Really?'' Sekiyo asked. ''What?''

''This.'' Yumi handed Sekiyo a bright pink and blue guitar.

Sekiyo looked at it, completely amazed. ''This...this is mine?''

Yumi nodded.

''Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!'' Sekiyo said, hugging Yumi.

''Okaaay...that's enough,'' Yumi said, squirming. Sekiyo let go of her.

''So...I have the guitar...now what?'' Sekiyo asked.

''I'm going to teach you how to use it,'' Yumi said, grabbing her own guitar.

Sekiyo was far too delighted to say anything.

With guitars and guitar picks in hand, the two of them began.

''Let's get down to business,'' Yumi sang, ''it has now begun. There's no time for foolishness, there's no time for fun!''

Sekiyo tried to play something on her new guitar, but it sounded horrible.

''You're the saddest case I ever met,'' Yumi rolled her eyes, ''but you can bet, before we're through, missy I'll make a star out of you!''

For the rest of the afternoon, Yumi continued with her lesson. ''Tranquil as a kitten, but a tiger within. Once you've done it my way you are sure to win! But just what it takes to do it well, whelp you haven't got a clue! Somehow I'll make a star out of you!''

The next day, Sekiyo did not seem to have improved. ''I'm never gonna teach the twit!'' Yumi muttered, ''Say goodbye to AmiYumi! Gee, was I a fool for thinking she'd do well!''

Ami and Donjo looked on. ''Yumi is not helping a bit,'' She said quietly.

''Hope she doesn't tear into me,'' Sekiyo muttered nervously.

''It's the future of the band that only time will tell,'' Donjo said.

Meanwhile Yumi continued her teaching as usual. ''You must be swift as a rushing river, with all the force of a great typhoon, with all the heat of a blazing fire, mysterious as the dark side of the moon!''

As another day passed, it seemed Yumi was making the whole thing harder than it needed to be. Sekiyo just wasn't getting it, no matter how hard she tried.

''Time is racing towards us, till that day arrives!'' Yumi sang, ''Heed my every lesson, and you might survive!''

And although that's just what Sekiyo was trying to do, she was still not making any (noticable) progress.

Finally Yumi could stand it no longer. ''You're too inert for the rage and hurt, so pack up, head off, you're through. How could I make a star out of you?''

But Sekiyo refused to give up. She grabbed her guitar and began to play a wild riff with all her might, almost as good as Yumi. Yumi was dazzled. Perhaps it was that her efforts to teach that ''little whelp'' had finally paid off?

And Sekiyo continued to improve each day, but that wasn't the only good thing to happen. Yumi had to admit that she was starting to like Sekiyo. Yumi had been like Sekiyo once, before she became a rock star, when she still had that spark of innocence that had somehow been snuffed out.

One day during one of those lessons, Yumi invited Sekiyo to play a song with her. By this time, Sekiyo was perhaps this close to surpassing her hero.

Yumi began to play her guitar and sing. ''You must be swift as a rushing river, with all the force of a great typhoon, with all the heat of a blazing fire, mysterious as the dark side of the moon!''

Sekiyo began to play her guitar as well, and they both sang the song together. ''You must be swift as a rushing river, with all the force of a great typhoon, with all the heat of a blazing fire, mysterious as the dark side of the moon!''

''Sekiyo,'' Yumi said after they had finished, ''if I could do that when I was your age, we'd all be singing a different tune today...literally!''

''Thanks, Yumi,'' Sekiyo said, putting her guitar away, ''but let's not forget that you are the one responsible for this.''

''Hmm, you're right...I shouldn't forget,'' Yumi said with a laugh; she was also putting her guitar away.

Sekiyo laid back on Yumi's bed. ''You know, that concert you guys have been talking about lately...'' She began.

''What about it?'' Yumi asked.

''Maybe...well, do you think my dad will be there?''

Yumi pondered this for a moment. ''Well...perhaps...but why do you ask?''

''Never mind,'' Sekiyo said with a sigh.

Yumi looked at Sekiyo with something that could best be described as a bit of sympathy and a bit of curiosity. There was something in Sekiyo's disconsolate expression that meant there was something amiss, something Yumi definitely wanted to know, but she could tell that Sekiyo did not want to discuss it further.

''What about your dad, Yumi?'' Sekiyo asked. ''Does he ever come to your shows?''

Yumi felt something of an uneasy tingling within when she heard Sekiyo say this. ''Well...uhm...''

''Yeah?'' Sekiyo said, sitting up on the bed.

''He...never got around to that,'' Yumi said with a dismal sigh.

''Oh...I'm sorry,'' Sekiyo said, patting Yumi on the shoulder.

''Oh, it's all right,'' Yumi said, gently pulling Sekiyo's hand away, ''I'll be fine...I guess...''

Sekiyo felt something of the same mixture of sympathy and curiosity Yumi had felt earlier, but said nothing.

''Well,'' Yumi began, ''I need to go check on Koja, so...''

''Go ahead,'' Sekiyo said, ''I don't mind. I had a good time playing guitar with you today.''

Yumi smiled at her a bit. ''Me too.''

A/N: I apologize for the (somewhat) late update...I kinda forgot about this story.

Well I got another song in...and no, not all of the songs in this fic are going to be from Disney movies...there is a song from CATS that I'm considering using in the concert scene...we'll just have to wait and see.

Until I update again (which hopefully will be soon), review me; flame and you are HISTORY! (Constructive criticism is fine)

---Shaddie-chan