_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Chapter 6: Relena gets a bashing and Duo plans a date
"Relena," I addressed her as I walked into the room, trying unsuccessfully
to hide my loathing for her. She spun around quickly from the attention of
her friends.
"You're Heero's friend." She began, but naturally, I interrupted.
".roommate." She looked up in annoyance, "I'm Duo, remember? Or are you so stuck-up that you don't grace people with their name, unless their name happens to be Heero."
She flashed a warning, and I was becoming very pleased that my words were ticking her off without making too big of a scene. That was kind of the point, you know.
"I'd appreciate it if you don't judge me by what you hear about me." Relena was turning up her defense. I could deal with that. It was a weak defense (proud, Wu-man?).
"And, what, Relena? You choose to argue that the student body as a whole dislikes you, or are you referring to the fact that Heero personally dislikes you. Either one works for me, because I'm fairly certain both are true."
Ok, now her vein on her temple was beginning to throb. I was thoroughly enjoying this, and I had only just started.
"You are very rude, Duo!" She huffed. Oooohhh, I'm so scared, Relena's going to restate the obvious until I break out into tears on the floor.tears of laughter, that is!
"Yeah, I know, but I thought it was kind of rude when you snuck into the boy's locker room just to try and get a peak at Heero." I made sure the whole room could hear.
By this time, a crowd had gathered at the scene, snickering slightly, encouraging me to go on. Several whispers were heard at the back of the room, as you could hear several rumors already beginning to form.
"That's not true! I was checking to see if there were any more boys in the locker room so that we could start gym class." She was blushing furiously, and I simply smiled to see her in such a tizzy.
"Why, miss Relena, why then didn't miss Noin ask a boy to come check on us? I know for a fact that you requested it.and I have eyewitnesses." I winked and Relena was ready to start throwing punches. "Now, now, miss Relena, you aren't in any position to be getting hostile."
At this I moved in closer, while coolly keeping my distance, but just close enough to whisper something that was heard by our ears alone as I passed her, heading for my desk.
"Stay away from Heero." I narrowed my eyes and walked away threateningly.
Relena turned around, shocked, finding the long braid swishing from side to side as I slipped comfortably into the seat and found myself making idle chatter with my classmates, laughing and joking around as usual. I saw Relena looking at me, and I stuck my tongue out at her once or twice, leaving my ignorance of her to do the rest of my threatening for me during the rest of the history period.
There was no way that girl was getting within an arm's length of Heero if I had a say in the matter. She was a nuisance to both of us, and especially me because I loved Heero, and even though he may not have loved me back, it was clear that he loathed the prissy blond girl as much as everyone else. I was surprised he didn't file in a mission failure to Zechs already on her account, that's what I would have done in his situation, but I shouldn't be surprised. Heero and I were almost entirely opposites.
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Lunch was the only time that all of us were able to come together and talk. It seemed like such a long day, only destined to get longer, so I decided to be the first one to cheer people up.
"Hello all." I sat down at the table, sliding into a chair next to Heero, staring down Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei, waiting for some kind of acknowledgment of my presence.
"Hello Duo." Quatre suddenly chimed in. I was so glad I was his guardian, because he seemed to be the only one who would speak to me. I looked sorrowfully at the mass of 'lively' (hah!) students in front of me. I know what will get them talking.
"Hey! Why don't we all go out to eat or something tonight," I had made the notion, and I could have sworn I heard crickets in the background. "Come on, people!"
"I'll go," Quatre said right before he bit into his sandwich, "So long as we do it at the club and we go before 7." Trowa nodded to second that statement and I think I heard a grunt and a mumble of injustice amidst the silence. We were all set to go.
"Tonight at 5, then?" I put my hands up in question, and the table continued eating. Heero looked up and nodded his head for all of them.
I think that was successful.
"Tonight at 5 it is!" I exclaimed excitedly as I dove into my lunch. "Ummm, Quatre?" I asked through a mouth full of sandwich before I swallowed.
"Yes."
"Where's 'the club'?"
Everyone sweat-dropped I just smiled.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Chapter 4- A song, a dance. entranced
Heero hadn't forgotten about our little dinner out with the rest of the guys, and as soon as we were both done with our homework, it was about time to head of to the club, which everyone had been so gracious to describe to me earlier. Heero knew the way by heart. It wasn't that long of a walk, so we grabbed our leather jackets and jumped out into the chilly fall air.
We went outside and started to walk to the club. It was chilly, winter was coming, but my black attire kept me warm enough. I made idle and meaningless conversation as we made our way down the street. I tried to bring up something about Quatre and Trowa, but Heero didn't look like he was listening. I didn't mind much though, as the sun began to set, and I tried to inch my way closer to him, enjoying the moment, but the stone face didn't show any sign of emotion.
I couldn't help liking him, though. He was so stunning the way the light hit his face that way. It practically knocked the wind out of me for a moment, until I realized that if I fell for him, it would just cause a whole lot of pain. We were partners, and angels. We had a job to do.
I didn't very much care about our mission, though, as he pointed to a club farther down the street, and I knew sure as hell that angels could have a good time. I saw him pull out a couple of fake ID's and we walked up to the entrance.
Fun.
The club was packed, with plenty of couples out on the dance floor. Heero and I were situated at a table in the corner where we had a magnificent view of everyone, and no one could see us. Egotistical as I am, I hated this position.
"Strongest beverage you got." I stated cheerfully to the uninterested bartender who looked at Heero questioningly.
"Water, thanks." Heero answered. I snorted.
"If you're going to go through all the trouble of getting fake ID, you might as well make good use of it, Hee-chan."
"Hn" Was the only response. It was hard to tell sometimes if this meant, 'I don't care', 'bug off', 'okay', or 'get a pulse'. The difference between the four was nearly non-existent. It would sure have make things a lot easier on me if he responded normally. I'm pretty sure this one meant 'get a pulse', though, (just a guess) and I decided right then that indefinitely, the next time Hee-chan used another 'Hn' on me, I'd take it as a replacement for some Japanese swearword I don't know, and beat him to a pulp.
Just kidding, he's way too cute to lay a punch on.
Just then, we both heard some commotion outside the club, where a blond- headed Quatre and a uni-banged Trowa were having a bit of trouble getting into the bar. Heero quickly saw to the problem, telling the bouncer that they were okay, flashing him the fake IDs he'd gotten for the two we were protecting. Heero got into a bit of an argument with the muscular man, but in the end, Quatre and Trowa were allowed admittance.
"Hey guys." Quatre greeted us as he rubbed his hands together and took off the pink scarf he had been wearing. I know what you're thinking, but it matched his shirt quite nicely.
"A little chilly there, Q?" I laughed, and so did he. It was going to be a fun night.
Trowa ordered a simple beer and Quatre was a bit put-off that they didn't serve any tea. He settled for a glass of water.
About six drinks and one sushi roll later (What?! Heero suggested it! You should have seen me when Heero told me it was raw fish, though. I threw a fit.), the party was still booming and the drinks appeared to be having no affect whatsoever on me, but Heero had taken several trips to the bathroom. He had consumed 17 glasses of water and a shrimp tempura last time I checked, and was ready to throw in the towel.
Quatre and Trowa were enjoying their dinners, although most of the time they spent was trying to look at each other without the other one noticing. It was amusing to watch, but even after a while this became boring.
However the night was still young; and I convinced them all the party wasn't over yet. Oh, how right I was. Just then, Heero started up towards the stage.
"Where're you goin' Hee-chan?" I yelled through the rambunctious crowd. I didn't think he heard me, because he kept on walking. I would have told Quatre and Trowa I'd be back in a minute, but they'd mysteriously disappeared, so I continued to follow him all the way to a back room that he unlocked and stepped inside of. I caught the door and he noticed.
"Duo."
"Yes, Hee-chan?"
"Why are you following me?"
"I think a better question is where are you going?"
"Baka." he said as it finally hit me.
"Oh, yeah, band rehearsal! Glad I followed ya! So, where's the band?"
"Right here." I looked around the room to see Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei all staring up at me with mixed expressions. I don't think I could have grinned any wider.
"Maxwell!!! Did you invite him, Yuy?" Wufei scowled with his electric guitar in hand. It had a beautiful red and white finishing on it, with a Chinese dragon etched into the bottom left corner.
"Q!!!! Tro!!!!! Wu!!!!" I slung my arm around Heero's shoulder, "This is one great band you've got here, Hee-chan."
"Hn" Heero shook me off and took his place at the drums and addressed the group, "Duo made me promise that he could come to my band rehearsal. He actually might come in handy. You've been looking for another keyboard player, right Quatre."
Quatre smiled at me as he adjusted some instrument I had never seen in my life onto his shoulder, "You play piano, Duo? Will you never cease to amaze me?"
I blushed before inquiring to the cool-looking frameless instrument attached onto Quatre's neck and two different amps, and then I noticed he was carrying a bow in his right hand.
"Yeah, I play, but what is that cool instrument you have, some kind of fancy violin?"
"It's an eight-stringed electric violin." He played a strand and it came through the speakers, sure enough, like an electric guitar would. It was totally awesome. Then he spoke up again.
"I also play the keyboard," Quatre motioned with his bow to an abandoned keyboard in the corner, "but not in concerts, just for composing music. If you're any bit as good on the piano as you are on the harp, you're certainly welcome to play with us, in my opinion."
Quatre darted around the room for any approving looks and received a nod from Trowa. Heero grunted, which I took to be a yes, and from what I could gather, so did Quatre. Wufei muttered, "Weaklings.we're all weaklings," as he adjusted the settings on his amplifier.
"Great!!!" I shouted as I jumped through the mess of wires to the keyboard, which I set up fairly quickly.
"We'll start, and you just pick up whatever you can while we're playing. We'll do a song with simple chord progressions.A minor to F major, G major, C major, alternating positions, of course." He looked back at me to make sure I was following, and I gave him a thumbs-up, even though I hadn't the faintest clue to what he was talking about.
Trowa seemed to be the lead singer, which I thought was a bit odd, considering he was the quietest of us all. Also, it wasn't typical for the bassist to be the lead. The bass guitar never had the melody line, under normal circumstances. Trowa must have really good coordination, I thought.
I watched as Heero counted off with his drums, and the song commenced. I took up the melody fairly quickly on the keyboard, but it bothered me that I could barely hear what Trowa was saying. He was really quiet.
I also picked up some of the habits of my fellow band members as they were playing. Quatre would close his eyes when he was deeply concentrating, and was a surprisingly strong player on his electric violin. He was clearly the leader of the band.
Trowa never really got into the music, no swaying and little emotion. Stoic, as usual, just like Heero. Trowa, I saw at an instant, could not be the lead singer. He wasn't a leader, and he was much too quiet.
Heero gave a great beat, completely flawless, as a drummer should be, but with very little emotion. Not that you need much emotion when playing the drums, but that's what I noticed.
Wufei was definitely a very important member of the band as well. He was very into his music. Always concentrated, and focused, and his electric guitar was pouring emotion from every string. It was truly beautiful, and as soon as the last note was uttered, I jumped up from the keyboard to give my two-cents in on the song.
"Okay, now. Wonderful song.great beat Heero, great leadership Quatre, beautiful playing Wufei and Trowa, but let's face it, if I can't hear what Trowa's saying from right here, the audience isn't hearing it either." I looked and received knowing glances, and from the culprit himself.
"I'm glad we all agree." I said as I put my hands on my hips and shifted my weight to one side, trying to figure out what to do. "Here," I said finally, clutching the mike with both hands, "you have to sing like this."
I started singing what I could remember of the song and I was dancing to the music no one else could hear, getting really into it, when all of the sudden I was stopping for the musical interval and I was received by Jaw- dropping expressions.
"Nani?" I looked quizzically around the room. I would almost swear there were crickets in the background, but that's just my overactive imagination talking.
".You sing really well." The blond finally announced.
"Why thank you Quatre. I'm glad someone appreciates my vocal skills," I looked at Heero and he flashed a glance of threat at me that I didn't want to deal with at the moment.
"Would anyone mind if Duo was our lead singer, just for tonight, to see how it goes?" Quatre was really taking a big risk in this suggestion. He received blank faces all around. He should have expected as much.
"Looks like I'll be singing, Tro. Sorry 'bout that."
"It's no problem, Duo. You're much better than I am." Trowa answered, much to my surprise. Trowa didn't talk very much, but when he did, he really had no problem getting right to the point.
"Hey, Tro, you're not that bad. Give yourself some credit. You play a mean bass guitar." I offered support. He just shrugged.
All of a sudden, the door to the rehearsal room burst open, revealing the manager's angry face. A din of sound flooded in through the door as the manager's words could barely be made out.
"You're on." He said simply and slammed the door behind him.
"Well, you heard the man," Quatre sighed as he picked up a stray amplifier and headed out the door. I held the door open as the four band members lugged the equipment onstage. Before we knew it, the entire stage was set and ready to go. The manager took the mike off the stand and told the crowd that the band was here, and we all took our places. Everyone tuned and I stood nervously at the mike, in-between the music and the crowd. It was a very dangerous position.
Before I knew it, the song had started, and I was totally into it. I had taken off my leather jacket before coming onto the stage, so I was wearing a simple tight black sleeveless shirt with tight black leather pants and had tied the end of my braid with a silver ribbon. I also had a silver crucifix around my neck that I always wore ever since the Maxwell Church.
I assumed that because of my attire, the seductive moves I made on the stage while singing their song, were even more seductive than usual. By the time I realized the song had ended, I was surrounded by cheering from the crowd. Apparently they really liked the song. I felt very good with myself, and looking back at the band, I saw that they were pleased as well. However, the mood changed when I saw that Heero wasn't at his drums.
He couldn't have gone far. The funny thing was that no one except me seemed to notice he wasn't there. Some people were asking for my name and I tried to make my conversations with them limited because I was a bit preoccupied looking for the piercing cobalt blue eyes that I had come to love so much, and much to my surprise, I couldn't find him anywhere. He had just been up on stage with me, Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei, but he had simply disappeared.
"You're Heero's friend." She began, but naturally, I interrupted.
".roommate." She looked up in annoyance, "I'm Duo, remember? Or are you so stuck-up that you don't grace people with their name, unless their name happens to be Heero."
She flashed a warning, and I was becoming very pleased that my words were ticking her off without making too big of a scene. That was kind of the point, you know.
"I'd appreciate it if you don't judge me by what you hear about me." Relena was turning up her defense. I could deal with that. It was a weak defense (proud, Wu-man?).
"And, what, Relena? You choose to argue that the student body as a whole dislikes you, or are you referring to the fact that Heero personally dislikes you. Either one works for me, because I'm fairly certain both are true."
Ok, now her vein on her temple was beginning to throb. I was thoroughly enjoying this, and I had only just started.
"You are very rude, Duo!" She huffed. Oooohhh, I'm so scared, Relena's going to restate the obvious until I break out into tears on the floor.tears of laughter, that is!
"Yeah, I know, but I thought it was kind of rude when you snuck into the boy's locker room just to try and get a peak at Heero." I made sure the whole room could hear.
By this time, a crowd had gathered at the scene, snickering slightly, encouraging me to go on. Several whispers were heard at the back of the room, as you could hear several rumors already beginning to form.
"That's not true! I was checking to see if there were any more boys in the locker room so that we could start gym class." She was blushing furiously, and I simply smiled to see her in such a tizzy.
"Why, miss Relena, why then didn't miss Noin ask a boy to come check on us? I know for a fact that you requested it.and I have eyewitnesses." I winked and Relena was ready to start throwing punches. "Now, now, miss Relena, you aren't in any position to be getting hostile."
At this I moved in closer, while coolly keeping my distance, but just close enough to whisper something that was heard by our ears alone as I passed her, heading for my desk.
"Stay away from Heero." I narrowed my eyes and walked away threateningly.
Relena turned around, shocked, finding the long braid swishing from side to side as I slipped comfortably into the seat and found myself making idle chatter with my classmates, laughing and joking around as usual. I saw Relena looking at me, and I stuck my tongue out at her once or twice, leaving my ignorance of her to do the rest of my threatening for me during the rest of the history period.
There was no way that girl was getting within an arm's length of Heero if I had a say in the matter. She was a nuisance to both of us, and especially me because I loved Heero, and even though he may not have loved me back, it was clear that he loathed the prissy blond girl as much as everyone else. I was surprised he didn't file in a mission failure to Zechs already on her account, that's what I would have done in his situation, but I shouldn't be surprised. Heero and I were almost entirely opposites.
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Lunch was the only time that all of us were able to come together and talk. It seemed like such a long day, only destined to get longer, so I decided to be the first one to cheer people up.
"Hello all." I sat down at the table, sliding into a chair next to Heero, staring down Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei, waiting for some kind of acknowledgment of my presence.
"Hello Duo." Quatre suddenly chimed in. I was so glad I was his guardian, because he seemed to be the only one who would speak to me. I looked sorrowfully at the mass of 'lively' (hah!) students in front of me. I know what will get them talking.
"Hey! Why don't we all go out to eat or something tonight," I had made the notion, and I could have sworn I heard crickets in the background. "Come on, people!"
"I'll go," Quatre said right before he bit into his sandwich, "So long as we do it at the club and we go before 7." Trowa nodded to second that statement and I think I heard a grunt and a mumble of injustice amidst the silence. We were all set to go.
"Tonight at 5, then?" I put my hands up in question, and the table continued eating. Heero looked up and nodded his head for all of them.
I think that was successful.
"Tonight at 5 it is!" I exclaimed excitedly as I dove into my lunch. "Ummm, Quatre?" I asked through a mouth full of sandwich before I swallowed.
"Yes."
"Where's 'the club'?"
Everyone sweat-dropped I just smiled.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Chapter 4- A song, a dance. entranced
Heero hadn't forgotten about our little dinner out with the rest of the guys, and as soon as we were both done with our homework, it was about time to head of to the club, which everyone had been so gracious to describe to me earlier. Heero knew the way by heart. It wasn't that long of a walk, so we grabbed our leather jackets and jumped out into the chilly fall air.
We went outside and started to walk to the club. It was chilly, winter was coming, but my black attire kept me warm enough. I made idle and meaningless conversation as we made our way down the street. I tried to bring up something about Quatre and Trowa, but Heero didn't look like he was listening. I didn't mind much though, as the sun began to set, and I tried to inch my way closer to him, enjoying the moment, but the stone face didn't show any sign of emotion.
I couldn't help liking him, though. He was so stunning the way the light hit his face that way. It practically knocked the wind out of me for a moment, until I realized that if I fell for him, it would just cause a whole lot of pain. We were partners, and angels. We had a job to do.
I didn't very much care about our mission, though, as he pointed to a club farther down the street, and I knew sure as hell that angels could have a good time. I saw him pull out a couple of fake ID's and we walked up to the entrance.
Fun.
The club was packed, with plenty of couples out on the dance floor. Heero and I were situated at a table in the corner where we had a magnificent view of everyone, and no one could see us. Egotistical as I am, I hated this position.
"Strongest beverage you got." I stated cheerfully to the uninterested bartender who looked at Heero questioningly.
"Water, thanks." Heero answered. I snorted.
"If you're going to go through all the trouble of getting fake ID, you might as well make good use of it, Hee-chan."
"Hn" Was the only response. It was hard to tell sometimes if this meant, 'I don't care', 'bug off', 'okay', or 'get a pulse'. The difference between the four was nearly non-existent. It would sure have make things a lot easier on me if he responded normally. I'm pretty sure this one meant 'get a pulse', though, (just a guess) and I decided right then that indefinitely, the next time Hee-chan used another 'Hn' on me, I'd take it as a replacement for some Japanese swearword I don't know, and beat him to a pulp.
Just kidding, he's way too cute to lay a punch on.
Just then, we both heard some commotion outside the club, where a blond- headed Quatre and a uni-banged Trowa were having a bit of trouble getting into the bar. Heero quickly saw to the problem, telling the bouncer that they were okay, flashing him the fake IDs he'd gotten for the two we were protecting. Heero got into a bit of an argument with the muscular man, but in the end, Quatre and Trowa were allowed admittance.
"Hey guys." Quatre greeted us as he rubbed his hands together and took off the pink scarf he had been wearing. I know what you're thinking, but it matched his shirt quite nicely.
"A little chilly there, Q?" I laughed, and so did he. It was going to be a fun night.
Trowa ordered a simple beer and Quatre was a bit put-off that they didn't serve any tea. He settled for a glass of water.
About six drinks and one sushi roll later (What?! Heero suggested it! You should have seen me when Heero told me it was raw fish, though. I threw a fit.), the party was still booming and the drinks appeared to be having no affect whatsoever on me, but Heero had taken several trips to the bathroom. He had consumed 17 glasses of water and a shrimp tempura last time I checked, and was ready to throw in the towel.
Quatre and Trowa were enjoying their dinners, although most of the time they spent was trying to look at each other without the other one noticing. It was amusing to watch, but even after a while this became boring.
However the night was still young; and I convinced them all the party wasn't over yet. Oh, how right I was. Just then, Heero started up towards the stage.
"Where're you goin' Hee-chan?" I yelled through the rambunctious crowd. I didn't think he heard me, because he kept on walking. I would have told Quatre and Trowa I'd be back in a minute, but they'd mysteriously disappeared, so I continued to follow him all the way to a back room that he unlocked and stepped inside of. I caught the door and he noticed.
"Duo."
"Yes, Hee-chan?"
"Why are you following me?"
"I think a better question is where are you going?"
"Baka." he said as it finally hit me.
"Oh, yeah, band rehearsal! Glad I followed ya! So, where's the band?"
"Right here." I looked around the room to see Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei all staring up at me with mixed expressions. I don't think I could have grinned any wider.
"Maxwell!!! Did you invite him, Yuy?" Wufei scowled with his electric guitar in hand. It had a beautiful red and white finishing on it, with a Chinese dragon etched into the bottom left corner.
"Q!!!! Tro!!!!! Wu!!!!" I slung my arm around Heero's shoulder, "This is one great band you've got here, Hee-chan."
"Hn" Heero shook me off and took his place at the drums and addressed the group, "Duo made me promise that he could come to my band rehearsal. He actually might come in handy. You've been looking for another keyboard player, right Quatre."
Quatre smiled at me as he adjusted some instrument I had never seen in my life onto his shoulder, "You play piano, Duo? Will you never cease to amaze me?"
I blushed before inquiring to the cool-looking frameless instrument attached onto Quatre's neck and two different amps, and then I noticed he was carrying a bow in his right hand.
"Yeah, I play, but what is that cool instrument you have, some kind of fancy violin?"
"It's an eight-stringed electric violin." He played a strand and it came through the speakers, sure enough, like an electric guitar would. It was totally awesome. Then he spoke up again.
"I also play the keyboard," Quatre motioned with his bow to an abandoned keyboard in the corner, "but not in concerts, just for composing music. If you're any bit as good on the piano as you are on the harp, you're certainly welcome to play with us, in my opinion."
Quatre darted around the room for any approving looks and received a nod from Trowa. Heero grunted, which I took to be a yes, and from what I could gather, so did Quatre. Wufei muttered, "Weaklings.we're all weaklings," as he adjusted the settings on his amplifier.
"Great!!!" I shouted as I jumped through the mess of wires to the keyboard, which I set up fairly quickly.
"We'll start, and you just pick up whatever you can while we're playing. We'll do a song with simple chord progressions.A minor to F major, G major, C major, alternating positions, of course." He looked back at me to make sure I was following, and I gave him a thumbs-up, even though I hadn't the faintest clue to what he was talking about.
Trowa seemed to be the lead singer, which I thought was a bit odd, considering he was the quietest of us all. Also, it wasn't typical for the bassist to be the lead. The bass guitar never had the melody line, under normal circumstances. Trowa must have really good coordination, I thought.
I watched as Heero counted off with his drums, and the song commenced. I took up the melody fairly quickly on the keyboard, but it bothered me that I could barely hear what Trowa was saying. He was really quiet.
I also picked up some of the habits of my fellow band members as they were playing. Quatre would close his eyes when he was deeply concentrating, and was a surprisingly strong player on his electric violin. He was clearly the leader of the band.
Trowa never really got into the music, no swaying and little emotion. Stoic, as usual, just like Heero. Trowa, I saw at an instant, could not be the lead singer. He wasn't a leader, and he was much too quiet.
Heero gave a great beat, completely flawless, as a drummer should be, but with very little emotion. Not that you need much emotion when playing the drums, but that's what I noticed.
Wufei was definitely a very important member of the band as well. He was very into his music. Always concentrated, and focused, and his electric guitar was pouring emotion from every string. It was truly beautiful, and as soon as the last note was uttered, I jumped up from the keyboard to give my two-cents in on the song.
"Okay, now. Wonderful song.great beat Heero, great leadership Quatre, beautiful playing Wufei and Trowa, but let's face it, if I can't hear what Trowa's saying from right here, the audience isn't hearing it either." I looked and received knowing glances, and from the culprit himself.
"I'm glad we all agree." I said as I put my hands on my hips and shifted my weight to one side, trying to figure out what to do. "Here," I said finally, clutching the mike with both hands, "you have to sing like this."
I started singing what I could remember of the song and I was dancing to the music no one else could hear, getting really into it, when all of the sudden I was stopping for the musical interval and I was received by Jaw- dropping expressions.
"Nani?" I looked quizzically around the room. I would almost swear there were crickets in the background, but that's just my overactive imagination talking.
".You sing really well." The blond finally announced.
"Why thank you Quatre. I'm glad someone appreciates my vocal skills," I looked at Heero and he flashed a glance of threat at me that I didn't want to deal with at the moment.
"Would anyone mind if Duo was our lead singer, just for tonight, to see how it goes?" Quatre was really taking a big risk in this suggestion. He received blank faces all around. He should have expected as much.
"Looks like I'll be singing, Tro. Sorry 'bout that."
"It's no problem, Duo. You're much better than I am." Trowa answered, much to my surprise. Trowa didn't talk very much, but when he did, he really had no problem getting right to the point.
"Hey, Tro, you're not that bad. Give yourself some credit. You play a mean bass guitar." I offered support. He just shrugged.
All of a sudden, the door to the rehearsal room burst open, revealing the manager's angry face. A din of sound flooded in through the door as the manager's words could barely be made out.
"You're on." He said simply and slammed the door behind him.
"Well, you heard the man," Quatre sighed as he picked up a stray amplifier and headed out the door. I held the door open as the four band members lugged the equipment onstage. Before we knew it, the entire stage was set and ready to go. The manager took the mike off the stand and told the crowd that the band was here, and we all took our places. Everyone tuned and I stood nervously at the mike, in-between the music and the crowd. It was a very dangerous position.
Before I knew it, the song had started, and I was totally into it. I had taken off my leather jacket before coming onto the stage, so I was wearing a simple tight black sleeveless shirt with tight black leather pants and had tied the end of my braid with a silver ribbon. I also had a silver crucifix around my neck that I always wore ever since the Maxwell Church.
I assumed that because of my attire, the seductive moves I made on the stage while singing their song, were even more seductive than usual. By the time I realized the song had ended, I was surrounded by cheering from the crowd. Apparently they really liked the song. I felt very good with myself, and looking back at the band, I saw that they were pleased as well. However, the mood changed when I saw that Heero wasn't at his drums.
He couldn't have gone far. The funny thing was that no one except me seemed to notice he wasn't there. Some people were asking for my name and I tried to make my conversations with them limited because I was a bit preoccupied looking for the piercing cobalt blue eyes that I had come to love so much, and much to my surprise, I couldn't find him anywhere. He had just been up on stage with me, Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei, but he had simply disappeared.