Disclaimer: I own nothing. There.
Author's notes: yes it is a Tomo chapter because I can do him..... I am
thought by some to be him.... I am strange.... and so is he.... and here we go....
(I just got off of school and my brain is fried....)
He sat down on his bed happily. He loved dancing especially to this song since it was one of his
favorites. He lay down flat and sighed. Tonight's performance was fun if not tiring. He closed his eyes and
reflected for a few moments then at up and went over to his vanity mirror. He idly brushed his hair and
hummed softly to himself. He languidly looked over at the clock and saw how late it really was. 'I better go
to sleep if I am going to be ready for the matinee!' he finished brushing his hair and changed. Diving into
bed he sighed the only thing that could be better would be not sleeping alone for once. He reached over and
turned off the light. The next morning Tomo woke up early and made breakfast for him and his roomie. "
You made breakfast?!" Amiboshi asked surprised when he woke up to the smell of eggs. "Hey just because
I don't cook frequently doesn't mean I'm all that bad!" he said jokingly. They ate trading funny little
accidents they remembered from the performance. Then Tomo showered and packed a bag with his
costume and a snack in it. Amiboshi didn't have to come in because another debuting flutist was going to
cover for him. He was picked up by one of his co-workers and he waved goodbye to Ami. When he arrived
he quickly got in his costume and stretched with time to kill. He went downstairs to chill. 'It feels weird
knowing Ami-chan won't be in the orchestra pit...' he thought casually. 'I wonder what he's
doing...probably cleaning or something knowing him!' Tomo grinned at this and sat at one of the dressing
room tables. He frowned thinking of how boring it must be to just sit around at home with nothing to
do...he looked up as one of the female dancers came downstairs. "Tomo!" she cried gleefully, "this is my
friend she is a big fan so when I told her I danced with you she totally had to meet you!" "Unless this is a
bad time," said her friend obviously shy. "I'm not doing thing...well nothing important," he said in the sly
voice he used to fluster fan girls. He loved to see them freak out over meeting him, intimidating people was
almost a hobby for him. "I...I really like your dancing...I mean you depict the characters very well and
your very...acrobatic..." her nervousness was like a fluorescent sign hanging above her. He laughed a little
"I have been practicing awhile...as you surely know..." "Since you were 7!" she said excitedly then
realizing how stupid she sounded she looked down at the floor intently. "I think she's not only your
biggest fan but your biggest stalker!" replied his fellow dancer "C'mon before you start blurting out other
weird stuff!" she started pushing her out the door. "See you on the stage, and hopefully you will be in the
audience!" he called out to both of them. 'Its almost pathetic' he rolled his eyes and went back over to the
mirror this time applying his stage makeup. He then found a jar of Vaseline and applied it to his teeth.
"Every actor, singer and dancers secret weapon" he said quoting his music and dance teacher. He smiled a
little and went upstairs to wait for the curtain call.
(My drama teacher's have always said that to me! ^_^ )
He sat down on his bed happily. He loved dancing especially to this song since it was one of his
favorites. He lay down flat and sighed. Tonight's performance was fun if not tiring. He closed his eyes and
reflected for a few moments then at up and went over to his vanity mirror. He idly brushed his hair and
hummed softly to himself. He languidly looked over at the clock and saw how late it really was. 'I better go
to sleep if I am going to be ready for the matinee!' he finished brushing his hair and changed. Diving into
bed he sighed the only thing that could be better would be not sleeping alone for once. He reached over and
turned off the light. The next morning Tomo woke up early and made breakfast for him and his roomie. "
You made breakfast?!" Amiboshi asked surprised when he woke up to the smell of eggs. "Hey just because
I don't cook frequently doesn't mean I'm all that bad!" he said jokingly. They ate trading funny little
accidents they remembered from the performance. Then Tomo showered and packed a bag with his
costume and a snack in it. Amiboshi didn't have to come in because another debuting flutist was going to
cover for him. He was picked up by one of his co-workers and he waved goodbye to Ami. When he arrived
he quickly got in his costume and stretched with time to kill. He went downstairs to chill. 'It feels weird
knowing Ami-chan won't be in the orchestra pit...' he thought casually. 'I wonder what he's
doing...probably cleaning or something knowing him!' Tomo grinned at this and sat at one of the dressing
room tables. He frowned thinking of how boring it must be to just sit around at home with nothing to
do...he looked up as one of the female dancers came downstairs. "Tomo!" she cried gleefully, "this is my
friend she is a big fan so when I told her I danced with you she totally had to meet you!" "Unless this is a
bad time," said her friend obviously shy. "I'm not doing thing...well nothing important," he said in the sly
voice he used to fluster fan girls. He loved to see them freak out over meeting him, intimidating people was
almost a hobby for him. "I...I really like your dancing...I mean you depict the characters very well and
your very...acrobatic..." her nervousness was like a fluorescent sign hanging above her. He laughed a little
"I have been practicing awhile...as you surely know..." "Since you were 7!" she said excitedly then
realizing how stupid she sounded she looked down at the floor intently. "I think she's not only your
biggest fan but your biggest stalker!" replied his fellow dancer "C'mon before you start blurting out other
weird stuff!" she started pushing her out the door. "See you on the stage, and hopefully you will be in the
audience!" he called out to both of them. 'Its almost pathetic' he rolled his eyes and went back over to the
mirror this time applying his stage makeup. He then found a jar of Vaseline and applied it to his teeth.
"Every actor, singer and dancers secret weapon" he said quoting his music and dance teacher. He smiled a
little and went upstairs to wait for the curtain call.
(My drama teacher's have always said that to me! ^_^ )