Ack!! It's the last part! I had fun writing this one, and hey, since it's my first fic, all I can do is improve right? If you haven't heard Somewhere Out There, go out and download it ya fool!!
Sorry that this is so long in coming but the week before I had planned to post it, two major projects were dumped on me! Jeeze I hate school! Passed driver's ed though which is totally kick-ass and now I have a Jeep too!! Life is gonna be good this summer.
Don't own any of the Gundam Dudes, don't own any of the great songs I've used in this fic, don't own the Showbox or The End radio station and its Kick-ass morning show DJs. With that out of the way, here's the final part!
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He arrived at the Showbox at 6:37. He thanked the driver and tipped him. Heero then went up to will call, gave his name and then entered the venue ticket in hand. People were already starting to fill the hall, but there was plenty of space up front. He looked around and noticed a t-shirt stand. He walked over and looked at the t-shirts. Seeing as he would have his own t-shirts waiting for him at home when he returned, Heero knew he didn't need anymore. Then an idea struck him. Thomas would be thrilled to have an autographed t-shirt. Heero picked out a white t-shirt with the Befound logo on it so that the signature would show up well. He paid the punk-goth girl working the stand and went over to find a place to sit down.
The place was full by the time seven rolled around. Heero was sipping at the bottled water he had managed to buy from the bar, when suddenly the crowd started cheering. Looking up, Heero's stomach tightened and his breathe caught in his throat. Duo was on stage.
"Hey everybody! Thanks for coming tonight! First off we want to start with a song off our new CD called "Gundanium Bender," The crowd cheered and the bang began. Heero noticed right off the bat who the band was influenced by and was glad he had worn his Injected shirt. Then Duo began singing.
The lyrics passed off his tongue like smoke, liquid and flowing. Heero was mesmerized by Duo's voice and concentrated on the way his mouth moved to form the words. The crowd was moshing and head banging in time to the heavy beat. Duo dominated the stage just as he had the battlefield three years ago.
The intensity of it all could almost be felt and the heavy bass made it hard for Heero to breathe at times. He sipped away at his water and just listened.
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Between every few songs Duo or another member of the band would make a joke or comment to the audience. Each song was different, but at the same time there was something about each one of them that linked it to everyone other song. It was amazing the amount of talent Duo had. Not only did Duo have a fluid singing voice, but he was also an amazingly gifted bassist.
As another song ended, Duo took the mike again,
"Well folks, this next number is our last one. It's a tribute to a great band, and a tribute to someone I lost. This one's called "Faithless," and like a memory that chases you, the same fated song vibrated from the speakers and filled the hall.
~You're falling back to me,
the star that I can't see.~
Pure energy replaced the air in the room as Duo sang Heero's favorite song. The crowd moved more with a fluid motion than they had before, and Duo's words were only enhanced by it. Heero was drunk off it all and he sat there memorizing every movement made by his once braided-baka of a comrade.
~I know you're out there, oh.
You're falling out of reach,
defying gravity....~
As the last few cords rang from the speakers, Duo jumped out into the outstretched arms of his fans. He surfed along on the sea of hands until he was pushed back on stage. He waved his arms and the band left the stage.
~I know you're out there,
somewhere out there.~
Heero had to find him now. He needed to see him more than ever. Confidence had replaced his jitters and it was as if he had reverted back to solider mode. His mind switched into autopilot. Somewhere in the back of it he remembered that the band hung out at the t-shirt stand after the show.
Heero's feet moved on their own. His mind was clear except for the mission of finding Duo and saying what he should have that day in June. He began to formulate the words he was going to say, telling Duo how he had figured out a year too late that he had feelings for him, that he wanted to be close to Duo, be more than a best friend to him.
A chestnut braid was lying on a stack of t-shirts as its owner signed a CD case with a black sharpie. Duo smiled at the female fan as he handed the giggling girl back her CD. She jumped across the table to throw her arms around his neck. He laughed and hugged her back. She then ran back over to her excited friends. Heero was vaguely reminded of Thomas while watching her.
~You're falling back to me.
Well I know,
I know.
You're falling out of reach.~
Heero approached the t-shirt stand and handed the t-shirt to Duo, who was looking down at the time,
"Anyone you'd like me to make it out to?" Heero smiled, Duo's voice was like honey,
"Thomas Woods."
As Duo began to look up, Heero made contact with ultraviolet.
"Heero?" Duo's voice was a whisper in the noise of the room.
"Sorry, you told me not to worry, but I couldn't help it. Maybe I was wrong, maybe you do need my constant supervision."
~I know...~
Sniff, it's all over! Well at least the part with Somewhere Out There. Now it's on to a Hot Rod Circuit and Duo's story! It's gonna be good! Palm trees and punk rock bands a plenty. It's going to be along one and may take a few sittings. See you all then!
~Kaitou Rinna-chan