She stood on a small stage that would rise for her brining her to the stage above her. Why was she here about to perform specially for a new band that she didn't even know? She normally didn't do this stuff, why had she allowed Toma to suck her in to this? She silently shook her fist to the invisible Toma in front of her and cursed him. How she was talked into doing this was a mystery to her. She did miss this part of her life. The fans, the hot lights, the music that her voice and Rychui's music shaped. She still couldn't get over the fact that Nittle Grasper was gone, disbanded. It only seemed like yesterday that they had asked her to join. That fateful day when she had sung karaoke with her old friends. Those three had come to discuss about their band and how it was missing something. When they had heard her voice they had instantly decided to recruit her. So they came up to her and bluntly asked: "will you join our band?" She had accepted of course, only because she loved to sing.
"And now for our other special guest!" the announcers voice sounded.
Snapping her out of her trip down memory land, she hastily readied herself to go back to her old way of life.
"She's been hiding for awhile in an apartment down on Southside!" the announcer said, "Here she is ladies and gentlemen, Kilyn Miokey!"
The stage moved up as her head showed the screaming and crying began. The crying obviously coming from the teenage males. She smiled and waved at the fans, as the stage stopped moving she took a step down the stairs of white. She was wearing a simple red silk sleeveless shirt. Her pants were of a black soft stretchy jean material, she was wearing black Goth boots with little silver buckles at the mid section. Her hair was ordained with black chopsticks with silver dragons painted on them; Rychui as a birthday present had given these to her. She walked gracefully down the stairs and as her foot hit that bottom stair Rychui came and silently walked up to her. She turned a little to her right and he turned to face her to the left. He looked her up and down; he looked into her eyes and stared intently into them. Kilyn was watching his eyes intently too. Finally breaking the silence.
"Hi," he whispered.
"Hi," she whispered back.
For a while her and Rychui stared into each other's eyes. Finally no longer able to resist her Rychui smiled cocking his left eyebrow up. He put his arms on her waist and gently pulled her forward; she walked of her own accord closer to him. He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. The crowd cheering wildly for them, Kilyn pulled back and smiled blushing a bit.
"Nice to see you too," she whispered gently.
"Always is," he whispered, "Come on lets give these fans a song to remember,"
His smile was dashing and oh so charming. How could she have stayed away from him for so long was beyond her minds ability to comprehend at the moment? He took her hand and pulled her to the front of the stage. She had forgotten how easily excited he could become.
"Were going to sing you an old favorite of ours," he stated into the mike the fans screaming their names, "This one is called, My Solution!"
He looked to her and her smiled widened and she nodded her head. Unbelievable he had remembered their song, the song that the two of them had first kissed at. She began the song, as always when she sang this song the crowd silenced them. They were lost, lost in the utopia that her voice created. Soon Rychui joined in and their voices intertwined and shocked those who listening to it. The new band that they were sharing the stage with was even shocked.