Iori's into gender equality.

"Howard, have you got your sheets? Oy! Could you pay attention? We're live in 50 minutes!"

"Uh, S-sorry… boss "

"Kensou you faggoty ass! Where the hell is Athena?"

When you've spent enough time listening to Iori Yagami shout at people, it sort of all meshed together into a blur - and you learned to selectively tune him out. Apparently, Rock, Kensou and Athena had yet to acquire this skill, and were therefore suffering under the Yagami Dictatorship. Shermie and himself had known the erratic redhead for many years, and thus had perfected the art of blocking his existence from their minds. They listened to the drone of him shouting in the background.

"Athena? I think she went to the restroo-"

"Go and get her!"

"But that's a woman's restroom!"

"Doesn't sound like a goddamn problem to me. Get moving!"

They were seated quite comfortably together backstage and chatting. There was still a good hour before the concert went live, so they had that leeway. After all, they were just backup musicians this time. They didn't need to work as hard as the stars of the concert. Shermie - instead of marching around with a powder brush and fretting over everyone's makeup (something she did almost obsessively on concert-day) - had spent the past twenty minutes excitedly sharing her plan to ruin everything.

"Shermie, that's pretty dangerous. You might get shot again… You shouldn't go alone. Let's go together once the tour is over, then you can have all the fun you want with her."

"Awww~ Babe. I love how you still worry about me like that~… (oops! my mascara)" Shermie suddenly got distracted by something and pulled one of her many eyeliners out from her tote bag. Yashiro didn't understand why she bothered using eye makeup. How she managed to apply it through a curtain of thick red bangs, and not get any ink in her hair, was an absolute mystery to him.

She continued talking whilst touching up her eyelashes.

"It doesn't matter if Gun Bitch shoots me. It doesn't hurt that badly, and it's impossible for someone like her to kill me anyways. The only people I need to worry about here are Yagami and Miss 'I hate makeup' over there."

She nodded over to Athena who was being escorted out of the women's bathroom by her boyfriend. Yashiro perceived that Shermie was quite jealous of Athena, and therefore held such a contempt for her - she wouldn't even utter the pop-idol's name.

Women… haah, envious creatures. She is really gorgeous though… ah, don't look at her…

"What about Rock? He'll rat you out to his boss, and that guy will light both of us on fire. Don't do this while that nutjob is around, it's gonna end badly."

Shermie tossed her head back and laughed. She touched her chin and wore a devious look on the lower portion of her face, seeming incredibly proud of herself. Yashiro narrowed his eyes. Shermie wasn't particularly malicious by any means. In fact, while they were active under Orochi, she was the least enthusiastic of them all to commit any sort of crime. To put it bluntly, she really didn't care that much about anything except for what she wanted… and when she wanted something, she atomized anything that stood in her way.

"What did you do to him?"

Yashiro was more curious than warning. He had taken a bit of a liking to Rock, and wished to accomplish this without harming the poor boy. But naturally, if there was no other way to take care of this problem without losing Rock, then he'd just have to go.

"Ahh, the boy? Nothing much. Just let him in on a couple of Yagami's dirty secrets. Rock won't be confiding in his boss for a long while… and he's too scared of the 'make-up-hater' to ask her for help either. He won't say a peep."

She tossed her head back and laughed cheerfully. Yashiro sighed and shrugged. He still didn't want Shermie to go at this alone, even if she likely wouldn't be in any danger. They always did everything together, including murdering little bitches who dared lay hand on them.

"Can we just do it after tour? Then we can avoid all of this mess."

Shermie shook her head and observed her nails. Yashiro pulled a water bottle from under their bench and took a swig.

"See-yeirah" She rolled the name over her tongue like it was some delicious meal, "is with us for another week, and once she leaves, she'll be holed up in some military base in the middle of nowhere."

"Huh?"

"She's IKARI. We're here to enjoy ourselves, aren't we? I don't wanna go attack some military base. I'll get poked full of holes… any objections now, baby?"

"Ah… well."

"That's what I thought. Now, here's what I need from you..."

Still deciding if i'm gonna give Kensou any self respect.

vote below with suggestions. prob write chap 4 him next.

Realized every single woman I write is pretty forceful and nasty. (except Yuki)

I need to write some nicer girls...

lol jk i'll just make David Tai write girls for me.

skrrt!

also name chap