Hi. So I know some of you might think this super lame, but since this is a musical theme fic in a way, I was thinking I would name each chapter after one of the songs on my playlist for writing this story, which they will have relevance to the chapter they are match in some way. Since I can't put a link in the chapter you can find the link to you video for each song on my profile under No Name story details. I promise it will be worth it to watch it.
So for this chapter this is the video associated with it is Beautiful. Keep in mind that this is an Eren chapter. Hope you enjoy ;)
Chapter1
Beautiful
Eren let out a well-deserved long sigh. He had finally unpacked the last of his moving boxes. His sister, Mikasa, who just had to follow him, finished all of hers long ago and was now out shopping for the odd-and-ends they didn't bring with them. Stepping back to take everything in, he looked around at this unfamiliar space that was to become his home for the next four years of his life. His room was the master bedroom with a large walk-in closet. Attached to it was the master bath with a Jacuzzi tub, two headed walk-in shower, and double basins. The sliding glass window doors lead out to a small balcony of the third floor that faced the street. It was a nice view if you ever had a minute to relax and watch the world go by. It was not what he had been accustomed to, but it would have to do. He let out a small chuckle when he thought about what he was "accustomed to."
When Eren was looking at universities to attend, his family gave him the right to choose for himself, granted that it fitted in with their specifications, well only one really: it had to have a med school program. He knew that they were only being considerate with letting him make the choice, but they really hoped he would pick either be John Hopkins like his father or Harvard like his mother. He had always known he was what some called the elite privileged, and he hated that title more than those pompous assholes who labeled him with it. It wasn't his fault he was rich. Both of his parents came from the medical field: his father, Grisha, was a surgeon from a line of doctors who just happen to own hospitals, and his mother, Carla, worked on the board of directors of the pharmaceutical company her family owned.
Since Eren was given the ability to make his own decision about where he wanted to go to school he decided to pick an unranked school far enough away that one would know just who we was. Needless to say this choice did not make either of his parents happy, which is why he was "roughing it" in a house that was smaller than the guest house of their $25 million home. So saying that this 5 bedroom 4 baths a spacious courtyard with a hot tub without a live in maid or cook off of St. Charles St. in the Garden District of New Orleans was not up to the standards he was accustomed to felt like a joke to him. Oh, he was roughing it alright. But that was just how he wanted it.
He never liked the emptiness a house that large created. Growing up, Eren was an only child, and with both parents constantly busy with their important jobs, he was always so lonely. As a small child the only ones around him were the adults taking care of him and giving him his lessons. At night, the huge house would get so quiet, and he felt even more alone, making what should have been his sanctuary into a dark and cold cave. It was not until he was eight years old did his cold world become warmer. One day in the 3rd grade, Eren came home to find a little girl that looked to be his age sitting on the steps outside of the house. She was very indrawn and unanimated. But he thought she had to most beautiful raven hair; it was the blackest he had ever seen. He was later told that she was now his little sister—even though she was older—and he needed to take care of her as a big brother should. Although in the end, she was taking care of him. That is why when he decided he wanted to move all the way across country to go to college, Mikasa knew she would have to go with him just to keep him straight (figuratively that is).
Being able to live a "normal" life was not the only reason that he had picked New Orleans as the city he wanted to live in. It just happened to be the hometown of his favorite indie band, No Name. Eren became totally obsessed with them from the moment he heard the voice of the lead singer. He didn't know why, but there was some reason that he could not get them out of his head. So much that he would dream about L some nights. And in his dreams, he would find himself tangled in the limbs of the hottest thing he had ever laid his eyes on. But the odd thing was in his dreams this person felt familiar to him, as if he had once before known the touch of this body intimately pressed to his. More like he remembered exactly what the other's body heat felt like on his bear skin, remembered the feel of silky soft lips leaving blazing trails over every inch of him. He could even recall exactly how their weight pressed on top of his body sent shivers through him that were way more powerful than any dream should.
The voice which sang the lyrics had aura of a gospel angle. When he first heard it he would have sworn that it was a female's voice, but after finding band posters and videos, he was not so sure. In fact most people weren't either, and that was because the band had an exclusive style to say the least.
Their music style was unique, as in they really didn't limit themselves with only one genre of music. Nevertheless, all of their music, every one of their songs, was epically written and topped off by the most intoxicating seraph singing the vocals. Moreover, the really strange part was that all the band members' faces were always covered in bandages at every performance and in all pictures. It went as far as the true identities of the members were not known to anyone because they didn't even use names. Most people criticized it as a marketing ploy to gain popularity. But the real fans knew that was not the case; all anyone needed to do was listen to their music to know the band was the real deal. Also adding to the mystery was the fact that they looked more like a Visual K band. This made it really hard to tell if the singer was male or female because the vocalist was a very tiny person. It was estimated that L was around 5'5", but even that was questionable because they were always wearing lifts. The only hint of gender was the tantalizingly sculpted muscles that were shown off in some of the more revealing stage wardrobe. Therefore, most believed that the singer was a guy; however, not everyone was sure.
Eren had been following the band for the past 6 years now, and in that time No Name had become extremely popular. Their limited CDs production would sell out in a matter of minutes when available. Despite this the only store in the whole world that carried No Name CDs was a local music store called the Jazzy Blue on Canal St., which also happened to have a recording studio. It was also the only place to get any information on the band, making the band infamously secretive. And the fact that despite all the fame, they still did not want to go mainstream, crafted the band all the more mysterious. It was amazing that the band was as well-known as they were. But one could bet that it had everything to do with the sexy god like creature that was the lead singer and the very seductive videos that were available on YouTube.
Now staring at a No Name poster hung in his new room, Eren was starting to vibrate with anticipation and a few other sensations. Tonight was the last night of No Name's three week mini tour. He had been too busy with the move to make any other dates, but tonight was the final performance, and it was happening in this city. Being that tickets were extremely had to come by, the two tickets he was lucky get came with the price tag of almost one month's rent for this house—damn scalpers. By the time Mikasa got back from shopping and getting dinner, Eren was already dressed for tonight's adventure. He wore a ripped cut-off tee which looked to be two sizes too small that showed off his well-toned chest and abs and a pair of ultra-low-rise, skin-tight pleather pants that hugged his hips complete with chain belts hanging on his side further accentuated his sexiness. Finishing off he look he had black mid-calf combat boots and a pair of studded leather wrist cuffs. This ensemble drew attention to all the right places.
"Are you actually going out wearing something like that? You're gonna to be assaulted." she said with a tone of concern. It wasn't that she didn't like what he was wearing; it was that she liked it too much.
"I have jacket I plan to wear over this."
Mikasa rolled her eyes. Like that will make it any better. "And are you wearing makeup?" she laugh.
"What wrong with that? This is a rock concert we are going to." he stressed.
She raised her hands in defeat saying, "All right. All right. I get it."
"You better worry more about what you are going to wear because it's almost time to go, and don't think for a minute that I won't leave you behind if you are not ready when the taxi gets here." he said with a smile.
"Geez, really. To think that your sister you have known for most of your life can't compete with a band you have never met. Excuse me, don't want to get between you and your precious No Name." she retorted trying hard to hide her jealousy as she turn to leave the room.
"Just hurry up and get dress and you won't have too." Eren shouted playfully back at her.
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