"Yuki, you should smile more often..."
"Pfft."
"But, Yuki, you look so cute when you smile."
Yuki turned slightly, staring at Shuichi. He closed his eyes and breathed softly,"Smiles are the traits of those who are fools. Stupid, why smile when it seems most of the world is against you?"
"Yuki..."
"Get out."
"But..."
"I said get out," hissed the writer. Shuichi knew there was no point arguing with him. He recoiled a few steps, and headed for the door, head hung low. "I'm sorry," the singer whispered as he closed the door.
"Why is he mad at me?" whimpered Shuichi. The sky was clear in Tokyo. It was a spring morning and everyone seemed to be enjoying the beautiful day. Everyone, except Shuichi. "What's so wrong with smiling?" He crossed a street and headed for the NG building. "I hope Yuki forgives me if I angered him."
The doors glided open.
"Shuichi!!"
The singer looked up. There stood Sakano, in a wreck of panic, hair in a mess. "Where have you been?!" the producer screeched at him, "You're thirty minutes late!!" "I'm sorry Sakano-San, but I-"
Sakano took him by the wrist dragging him off,"No time to explain! We're off schedule!!"
The day passed by quickly. There's were changes to be made on Bad Luck's premire album and rehearsals for a concert the next night. Shuichi didn't give his best. He was depressed, his mind still with the author. He left the NG building without saying goodbye to Hiro or Suguru. Everyone sensed his grief for he was quiet the whole day.
Shuichi didn't want to go back to Yuki, in fear of rejection. So, he stopped by a 24-hour store to buy some candy. Sweets always cheered him up, and he really needed some sugar that night. As Shuichi was ready to go out, he tripped. He crashed to the white, shiny floor, but two thuds were made. He lifted his body up and muttered,"I'm sorry, I wasn't watching were I was going.."
"I'm sorry!!" was the response from the other. His ears perked up when he heard English rather than Japanese. He looked up, and saw a girl. Wasn't she suppoused to be at home? It was really late, and there is school tommorow. Maybe she was trying to impress him with her English? She certainly looked Japanese and oriental.
Shuichi blinked.
"Sorry, I was looking for my friend and-"
More English. This confused Shuichi even more.
"ARGH, Damnit! I can't speak Japanese. Sorry! Um,what do they say in anime...?!"
The girl scratched her head, thinking really hard. Then, she snapped her fingers.
"I remember! I think it was GO-meh NA-sy or something.. Sorry, again." She stood up and ran out the entrance. Shuichi blinked and tilted his head, being extremely stupid and air-headed. An American? Like Mr. K? She said everything in good English, but maybe it was some stupid prank. And wait.. She had pinkish rose hair, too, like him. He stood up and looked around. The clerk raised an eyebrow. Shuichi left for Yuki's house.
Yuki was already sleeping when he arrived, the door locked, but Shuichi could hear his soft breathing. He frowned and went into his own room and plopped on the bed. He fell asleep.
The next morning, Yuki was gone when Shuichi awoke. Another gloomy day was to begin. "And so my crazy dream continues," he whispered as he stepped out of the house. He headed to the NG building for another practice.
When Shuichi reached the building, he was greeted. By Mr. K.
"BIG NEWS!" he cried in his usual Engrish.
The members of Bad Luck looked up at him. It was break, and their silence was broken by their manager. "What is it, Mr. K?"
"NG is suppourting another band!"
"What?!" sang the three Bad Luck members.
"They'll be opening for the concert tonight!"
Shuichi jumped up from his seat. "No way! This is OUR concert! No opening acts!"
"Ah, but the president insists," mimmicked Mr. K, "You made your way into the hearts of Japan when you opened for ASK. And don't forget, you would have been nothing without Ryuichi."
"Ryuichi is god! I didn't force him to sing with me!"
"Nothing without Ryuichi.."
"You jerk! Stop insulting me!!"
Hiro and Suguru looked on as Shuichi whined. Mr. K put his gun to the singer's head. "Listen," he sneered. "The president says if they don't open for you, he'll kick Bad Luck out of the scene!"
Shuichi snapped,"He wouldn't!"
"He would," muttered Suguru.
"Indeed," Hiro sighed,"Stop being stupid, Shuichi. Let Mr. K speak."
Shuichi's eyes filled with tears. "You're all so mean! Nobody loves me!!"
Shuichi continued to sob like a little bitch as Mr. K continued. "According to the president, this band is pretty good. Imported from America."
"America?" gasped Hiro.
"America," Mr. K answered. "They're called-"
The door blasted open before Mr. K was to finish his sentence. "ALL RIGHT, WHERE'S THE CAFFIENE AROUND HERE?!"
Shuichi stopped crying. That voice. He looked up. THE GIRL! THE GIRL WITH THE PINK HAIR!! He jumped up, and pointed his finger at her,"You again!"
She stared back at him, shocked,"Um.. Hey, don't I know you?"
"Syrose! Syrose!"
Two more girls rushed into the room. One taller then her, another shorter. The short one had vibrant, red hair and her skin was tanned. The taller one had a dark orange tone in her hair and she haid fair skin.
"What's the meaning of this?!" shouted Mr. K in English,"Who are you?! Aren't you suppoused to be in school?!"
The short one blinked as the tall one grinned evily. "You don't know who we are?"
The one called 'Syrose' stood besides the other two. "We're-" They struck a menacing pose,"DIMBLACK!"
"Da-da-DIMBLACK?!" Mr. K exclaimed,"You're..young!"
"Point being?" asked the red haired girl.
"DimBlakk-o?" gasped Hiro and Suguru. "DimBlakk-o.." breathed Shuichi. They're the opening act?!
Shuichi growled,"HOW DO YOU EXPECT US TO PEFORM WITH THESE CHILDREN?!"
Somehow, Syrose knew this was an insult. She frowned and looked at the others. "Talya, Kearbi, they called us children!" she hissed amongst them. They looked at Shuichi, eyes blazed with fury. They stomped towars him, glaring at him with demonic eyes. "CHILDREN?!" they screeched at him. Shuichi whimpered. Bad idea, bad idea.
Hiro stepped in front of the girls. Luckily, the guitar genuis knew some English. "Do not-o hurt-o Shuichi." The girls looked up at the tall guitar player. They calmed down. Shuichi muttered,"How do we know if they're good or not?"
Kearbi, the orange haired smirked. She sensed what he was saying. She looked to Mr. K, "You speak English, right?"
"Yes."
"Where do you keep your instruments?"
Mr. K pointed to the door that lead into the rehearsal studio. Kearbi looked at the other two,"Come."
The three went up to the door as Talya opened it. Talya turned to Mr. K,"We need another guitar."
Mr. K, shrugged, and disapeared for a brief moment, returning with a green guitar.
DimBlack took their places. Syrose took the mic, Kearbi took the other mic, Talya the green guitar.
"Well, start,"complained Shuichi.
"We're missing some people," hissed Syrose. Shuichi went silent. How did she know what he was saying?
And whaddya know, with the help of Shuichi's cellphone[Syrose strangled him just to get it] the other 3 members showed up. Candi with bleached hair, carrying a drum set with Sii, with red and amber highlights and Hayli, with emerald tips in her hair carrying the other parts of the drum set.
Candi took the keyboard, Sii sat at the drums, and Hayli took the bass.
Kearbi looked at the other girls. "Ready?" she asked. They nodded.
"1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4."
The sounds of the bass and guitar filled the room with a loud shake. It hurt Shuichi's fragile ears. The drums beated, the keyboard blasted and the singers did beautiful dancing moves.
'Not by chance we met, but by night we danced...'
Shuichi couldn't believe what he was hearing.
'I thought I knew your real identity, but I was allusioned by a mask...'
Shuichi's eyes widened at the music. It was nothing that he had ever heard before. It was hypnotizing and excellent.
'I wish I never met you,
I wish I never saw you.
Your lies were what I fell in love with,
and now I leave you with regret...'
The lyrics encircled around his head. People from the whole building started to come and listen to DimBlack's song. They all stood, shocked and amzed at how these girls were amazing. Shuichi stared mindlessly at the band. This couldn't be happening.
The song ended with a dramatic shock, leaving Syrose and Kearbi screaming beautifully into their mics, joined by the other DimBlack members. The room, full of people, dwelled in silence.
And then, the room went wild. They praised DimBlack, they praised their glory.
Shuichi stood in shock, as the DimBlackers were greeted by Ryuichi Sakuma. Syrose seemed extremely excited to see meet Nittle Grasper's lead vocalist.
Was she inspired by Ryuichi, too?
Shuichi slid down the wall he was leaning on, still very shocked and amazed at how talented the girls were.
"This is the end of Bad Luck..." he whispered.
To Be Continued...
"Pfft."
"But, Yuki, you look so cute when you smile."
Yuki turned slightly, staring at Shuichi. He closed his eyes and breathed softly,"Smiles are the traits of those who are fools. Stupid, why smile when it seems most of the world is against you?"
"Yuki..."
"Get out."
"But..."
"I said get out," hissed the writer. Shuichi knew there was no point arguing with him. He recoiled a few steps, and headed for the door, head hung low. "I'm sorry," the singer whispered as he closed the door.
"Why is he mad at me?" whimpered Shuichi. The sky was clear in Tokyo. It was a spring morning and everyone seemed to be enjoying the beautiful day. Everyone, except Shuichi. "What's so wrong with smiling?" He crossed a street and headed for the NG building. "I hope Yuki forgives me if I angered him."
The doors glided open.
"Shuichi!!"
The singer looked up. There stood Sakano, in a wreck of panic, hair in a mess. "Where have you been?!" the producer screeched at him, "You're thirty minutes late!!" "I'm sorry Sakano-San, but I-"
Sakano took him by the wrist dragging him off,"No time to explain! We're off schedule!!"
The day passed by quickly. There's were changes to be made on Bad Luck's premire album and rehearsals for a concert the next night. Shuichi didn't give his best. He was depressed, his mind still with the author. He left the NG building without saying goodbye to Hiro or Suguru. Everyone sensed his grief for he was quiet the whole day.
Shuichi didn't want to go back to Yuki, in fear of rejection. So, he stopped by a 24-hour store to buy some candy. Sweets always cheered him up, and he really needed some sugar that night. As Shuichi was ready to go out, he tripped. He crashed to the white, shiny floor, but two thuds were made. He lifted his body up and muttered,"I'm sorry, I wasn't watching were I was going.."
"I'm sorry!!" was the response from the other. His ears perked up when he heard English rather than Japanese. He looked up, and saw a girl. Wasn't she suppoused to be at home? It was really late, and there is school tommorow. Maybe she was trying to impress him with her English? She certainly looked Japanese and oriental.
Shuichi blinked.
"Sorry, I was looking for my friend and-"
More English. This confused Shuichi even more.
"ARGH, Damnit! I can't speak Japanese. Sorry! Um,what do they say in anime...?!"
The girl scratched her head, thinking really hard. Then, she snapped her fingers.
"I remember! I think it was GO-meh NA-sy or something.. Sorry, again." She stood up and ran out the entrance. Shuichi blinked and tilted his head, being extremely stupid and air-headed. An American? Like Mr. K? She said everything in good English, but maybe it was some stupid prank. And wait.. She had pinkish rose hair, too, like him. He stood up and looked around. The clerk raised an eyebrow. Shuichi left for Yuki's house.
Yuki was already sleeping when he arrived, the door locked, but Shuichi could hear his soft breathing. He frowned and went into his own room and plopped on the bed. He fell asleep.
The next morning, Yuki was gone when Shuichi awoke. Another gloomy day was to begin. "And so my crazy dream continues," he whispered as he stepped out of the house. He headed to the NG building for another practice.
When Shuichi reached the building, he was greeted. By Mr. K.
"BIG NEWS!" he cried in his usual Engrish.
The members of Bad Luck looked up at him. It was break, and their silence was broken by their manager. "What is it, Mr. K?"
"NG is suppourting another band!"
"What?!" sang the three Bad Luck members.
"They'll be opening for the concert tonight!"
Shuichi jumped up from his seat. "No way! This is OUR concert! No opening acts!"
"Ah, but the president insists," mimmicked Mr. K, "You made your way into the hearts of Japan when you opened for ASK. And don't forget, you would have been nothing without Ryuichi."
"Ryuichi is god! I didn't force him to sing with me!"
"Nothing without Ryuichi.."
"You jerk! Stop insulting me!!"
Hiro and Suguru looked on as Shuichi whined. Mr. K put his gun to the singer's head. "Listen," he sneered. "The president says if they don't open for you, he'll kick Bad Luck out of the scene!"
Shuichi snapped,"He wouldn't!"
"He would," muttered Suguru.
"Indeed," Hiro sighed,"Stop being stupid, Shuichi. Let Mr. K speak."
Shuichi's eyes filled with tears. "You're all so mean! Nobody loves me!!"
Shuichi continued to sob like a little bitch as Mr. K continued. "According to the president, this band is pretty good. Imported from America."
"America?" gasped Hiro.
"America," Mr. K answered. "They're called-"
The door blasted open before Mr. K was to finish his sentence. "ALL RIGHT, WHERE'S THE CAFFIENE AROUND HERE?!"
Shuichi stopped crying. That voice. He looked up. THE GIRL! THE GIRL WITH THE PINK HAIR!! He jumped up, and pointed his finger at her,"You again!"
She stared back at him, shocked,"Um.. Hey, don't I know you?"
"Syrose! Syrose!"
Two more girls rushed into the room. One taller then her, another shorter. The short one had vibrant, red hair and her skin was tanned. The taller one had a dark orange tone in her hair and she haid fair skin.
"What's the meaning of this?!" shouted Mr. K in English,"Who are you?! Aren't you suppoused to be in school?!"
The short one blinked as the tall one grinned evily. "You don't know who we are?"
The one called 'Syrose' stood besides the other two. "We're-" They struck a menacing pose,"DIMBLACK!"
"Da-da-DIMBLACK?!" Mr. K exclaimed,"You're..young!"
"Point being?" asked the red haired girl.
"DimBlakk-o?" gasped Hiro and Suguru. "DimBlakk-o.." breathed Shuichi. They're the opening act?!
Shuichi growled,"HOW DO YOU EXPECT US TO PEFORM WITH THESE CHILDREN?!"
Somehow, Syrose knew this was an insult. She frowned and looked at the others. "Talya, Kearbi, they called us children!" she hissed amongst them. They looked at Shuichi, eyes blazed with fury. They stomped towars him, glaring at him with demonic eyes. "CHILDREN?!" they screeched at him. Shuichi whimpered. Bad idea, bad idea.
Hiro stepped in front of the girls. Luckily, the guitar genuis knew some English. "Do not-o hurt-o Shuichi." The girls looked up at the tall guitar player. They calmed down. Shuichi muttered,"How do we know if they're good or not?"
Kearbi, the orange haired smirked. She sensed what he was saying. She looked to Mr. K, "You speak English, right?"
"Yes."
"Where do you keep your instruments?"
Mr. K pointed to the door that lead into the rehearsal studio. Kearbi looked at the other two,"Come."
The three went up to the door as Talya opened it. Talya turned to Mr. K,"We need another guitar."
Mr. K, shrugged, and disapeared for a brief moment, returning with a green guitar.
DimBlack took their places. Syrose took the mic, Kearbi took the other mic, Talya the green guitar.
"Well, start,"complained Shuichi.
"We're missing some people," hissed Syrose. Shuichi went silent. How did she know what he was saying?
And whaddya know, with the help of Shuichi's cellphone[Syrose strangled him just to get it] the other 3 members showed up. Candi with bleached hair, carrying a drum set with Sii, with red and amber highlights and Hayli, with emerald tips in her hair carrying the other parts of the drum set.
Candi took the keyboard, Sii sat at the drums, and Hayli took the bass.
Kearbi looked at the other girls. "Ready?" she asked. They nodded.
"1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4."
The sounds of the bass and guitar filled the room with a loud shake. It hurt Shuichi's fragile ears. The drums beated, the keyboard blasted and the singers did beautiful dancing moves.
'Not by chance we met, but by night we danced...'
Shuichi couldn't believe what he was hearing.
'I thought I knew your real identity, but I was allusioned by a mask...'
Shuichi's eyes widened at the music. It was nothing that he had ever heard before. It was hypnotizing and excellent.
'I wish I never met you,
I wish I never saw you.
Your lies were what I fell in love with,
and now I leave you with regret...'
The lyrics encircled around his head. People from the whole building started to come and listen to DimBlack's song. They all stood, shocked and amzed at how these girls were amazing. Shuichi stared mindlessly at the band. This couldn't be happening.
The song ended with a dramatic shock, leaving Syrose and Kearbi screaming beautifully into their mics, joined by the other DimBlack members. The room, full of people, dwelled in silence.
And then, the room went wild. They praised DimBlack, they praised their glory.
Shuichi stood in shock, as the DimBlackers were greeted by Ryuichi Sakuma. Syrose seemed extremely excited to see meet Nittle Grasper's lead vocalist.
Was she inspired by Ryuichi, too?
Shuichi slid down the wall he was leaning on, still very shocked and amazed at how talented the girls were.
"This is the end of Bad Luck..." he whispered.
To Be Continued...