Magnificent Four

Chapter III. Change Of Fate.

6 o'clock in the morning…

Yuki Eiri dragged himself across the corridor, which connects his bedroom to the living room. He shuts his eyes halfway, trying not to look at the bright, chromatic and annoying pink tone of the wallpaper on the left side of the corridor. He looked to the right side of the corridor, which was covered by the neutral cream-colored wallpaper while whispering mentally to himself, "Next time, Eiri, do not trust Shuichi Shindou to decorate your home…".

"Ohayo Eiri-san !" Ichiro shouted and waved from the dining table, which happens to be in the living room itself. He was in his yellow sleeveless shirt and in a blue shorts. In his hand was a can of Red Bull.

"Ohayo…. Ichiro-kun…" Yuki went straight to the fridge and popped it open. "Cans of Red Bull ?. I did not recall buying any" Yuki Frowned, "Where the hell is my beer ?". He scrambled through the cans of Red Bull and finally found his beer.

"Beer in the morning ?. That was not healthy you know" Ichiro smiled as he played with his long black hair.

"And this is none of your concern…" Yuki glared to the other man before taking a seat next to him. "Where's Shuichi ?".

"Shower, I'm going to drop him at NG studio… and don't worry everything is under control" Ichiro took another long sip from his can of Red Bull.

Yuki fixed his eyes on Ichiro. He noticed something has changed, especially the hair. "Ichiro… You read Lord Of The Rings way too much…" Yuki shakes his head and pops his beer open before taking a long sip from it.

"What's wrong with Haldir's hairstyle ?… Besides Lord Of The Rings was a good read… and I can't wait to see the first Lord Of The Rings movie" Ichiro swooned. He pictured one of his favorite elven characters from the Tollkien's book.

Yuki smirked at the other men before finally speaks, "Dina, Ichiro, antonele ulua sulrim…".

Ichiro blinked few times before finally replying, "Lle quena I'lambe tel' Eldalie ?"

"Ai…" Yuki replied.

"YUKI !!" There was flash of bright pink lights toward Yuki and suddenly Shuichi was there, hugging Yuki around.

Ichiro can't help but to laugh. "Shuichi, I don't mind you expressing your love… but… at least put something to cover that first" He pointed and Shuichi's lower area.

"Er…. Forgot…" Shuichi blushed and runs back to the bathroom, getting dressed.

"You lived with that baka for 13 years ?" Yuki sighed in disbelief.

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"No classical music !" Shuichi protested as his brother drives him to the NG studio. "And no cigarette either !" He added as he saw Ichiro reaches for his pocket.

The dented black Jaguar cruised down the road calmly. There was no sign of aggressiveness or hostility.

"Shuichi, you got no taste of music !" Ichiro shrieked. He closes his eyes (I know he's driving) and launches himself into a lengthy speech about the classical music. "You see, classical music is the eternal music. Just look at them. They have been around for hundreds of years and yet people still listen to them".

"Old people you mean…" Shuichi interjected.

"Watch it, I'm not old !" Ichiro snapped and glared ay his younger brother before goes on about his speech. "Just look at the genius composers. Beethoven… He wrote his final symphony when he was deaf. Take a look at Mozart… Chrysostamus Wolfgang Theophillus Mozart, to be exact. He can play the piano well when he was a kid –".

"STOP !!!" A voice rumbled.

Ichiro opened his eyes and blinked few times.

Shuichi's manager, K, was standing in front of the car while pointing his trusty Magnum at Ichiro.

"Ichiro… did you just drive all the way trough the studio ?" Shuichi sweat dropped and looked around. He realized that the car crashed into the studio and come into stop after crashing into an elevator, in which K was standing.

"Crickey…" Ichiro sweat dropped.

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 Later at Seguchi's office.

"First you and Eiri destroyed the main lobby. Now you, single handedly, scraped and destroy the entire ground floor corridor…" Seguchi spoken softly. It was a soft but menacing tone.

"Gomen… I was… Ah… Explaining Shuichi about the best music in the world…" Ichiro nodded.

"That was not the point Shindou-san…" Seguchi glared at Ichiro.

"Send the repair bill to me…" Ichiro gulped.

"How much do you think all of those marble floor costs…".

"Lots ?".

"More than your salary, that's for sure…" Seguchi looked at K.

"I have an idea…" K nodded and smiled. He dragged Ichiro outside of Seguchi's office.

"H… Heeeeelp !!!" Ichiro cried as the big man with a gun dragged him.

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"Sign this…" K shoved a paper into Ichiro's hand.

"I don't-" Ichiro was about to refuse but K's gun stopped him. "O…. Okay…". He signed the paper under the watchful and curious eyes of Shuichi, Hiro, Fujisaki and Sakano.

"Done !" K snatched the paper and produces a mic out of nowhere. "Folks, lets meet the fourth member of the Bad Luck band. Ichiro Shindou !".

Hiro was the first to comment, "A violinist on a rock band ?"

"I guess I have to make a new arrangement…" Fujisaki sighed.

"… No comment…" Said Shuichi.

"F… Fourth member ?" Sakano gasped. He twitches few times before going into his typical whirlwind mode. "I THOUGHT THREE WERE TOO MUCH. NOW FOUR ?!?!".

"Before I forgot" K slipped his hand into Ichiro's pocket and took his wallet. He took out Ichiro's driver's license and snapped it into two pieces. "You're not driving again".

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"Hikanabetsusha…." Ichiro growled.

The end of Chapter III.

Translation

- Dina, Ichiro, antonele ulua sulrim = Silence, Ichiro, much wind pours from your mouth.

- Lle quena I'lambe tel' Eldalie ? = Do you speak Elvish ?

- Ai = Little

- Hikanabetsusha = Chicken Sexer.