RoboticCity, Poetic Love
Chapter 8: Enter Quatre Rebarba Winner, the too perfect boy

Aya looks into the mirror and tries to fix his scarlet strands. He then realizes that this is the first time he ever looks into the mirror. He NEVER looks into the mirror before. Why would he care about how he looks?

He can't be this excited. He can't let himself be happy. The happier he is right now, the more upset he will be when the others find out he had been stealing info from the lab. He can't let himself be attached to those people. It will just hurt everyone more.

He wishes he can stop stealing the lab's data. He wishes he had never ever stolen anything from the lab. But he can't. He did steal from the lab and he will have to keep doing it. Why can't he be happy? Why can't his life be simple and he can just go into work in the morning all smiley and sugar high? Why is life so unfair???

Aya sighs depressed. He gets out of his apartment and walks toward the subway. He gets to the mall and looks for something formal to wear.

There are so many people in the mall, and the place is ridiculously large. It takes him almost an hour to finally find the formal wear store. A robot walks up to him and says, "you need help finding something, sir?"

"I'm looking for a formal wear, that's all." Aya says.

"You will look good in this, sir. This is the latest style this year." The robot says as it shows Aya a long coat styled like the one Neo wears in Matrix.

"I'm not a girl, I don't do dresses." Aya says.

"This is not a dress.  This is the lastest style of men's formal wear. All the guys are wearing it this year."

"….." Aya sighs. Why would he be stupid enough to argue with a robot?

Why would the store have a robot as a server? Who would want a robot to serve them? But then again, he has such a lovely personality, who would want to serve him? He is amazed the robot doesn't kick him out of the store.

"Forget it, I will take that. I wasted enough time already." Aya says.

"Thank you, sir. I will pack it up for you." The robot says.

"I don't need it pack, just let me have it." Aya takes the dress, or whatever it is called. He doesn't even want to try it on. He just wants to get out of the place and get away from all the people and robots.

Aya gets back to his apartment and changes into the 'dress'. He is amazed at how anyone can walk without tripping in a long coat like that. He gets out of the apartment and gets to the concert.

Aya hates attentions, and the coat is getting him A LOT of attentions. Hundreds of teenagers, guys and girls, hit on him and ask him for date. He is ready to scream at them, 'get away from me.'

"Get Away From Me!!!" Someone shouts. He looks up and sees a whole bunch of people hovering around Kiba, trying to get Kiba to give them their phone numbers.

Kiba sees Aya and waves at him. He then sees what Aya's black coat and laughs. Aya then notice Kiba is wearing a similar gown, except that the one Kiba wears is white.

"Let me guess, trouble with the robot shop keeper?" Kiba says.

Aya eyes Kiba indifferently.

"Well, at least we'll blend right in the crowd." Kiba says. Aya looks around and sees half of the teenagers are dressed like him. He feels like he is in the military wearing uniform...if the military wear dresses that is.

"I need to get Omitichi something to drink. Can you come and help me carry them?" Kiba asks Aya.

Aya is going to say no when Omi runs down and says, "Kiba-kun!!! What's keeping you? I waited forever!!!"

"I'm sorry. I was mobbed." Kiba says.

"It got to be the coat…oh, hi, Aya-kun. Hmm…nice coat?" Omi greets Aya.

"Hn…" Aya mutters.

"Let's go." Omi gets to the refreshment stand and orders a bunch of drinks. Kiba and Omi get the drinks while Aya stands there, feeling like an outsider. He hates that feeling, always the outsider.

"Aya-kun! What do you want to drink?" Omi shouts.

Aya just look at Omi, a little stunned. He doesn't expect Omi ask him that. He doesn't know what to answer.

"Aya-kun???" Omi pouts impatiently.  Omi looks cute even if he is pouts.

"Hn, martini." Aya says. Omi gets a martini and gives it to Aya. He then gives Aya a glass of milk and says, "here, carry this please?" Aya takes the milk and looks at it.

Omi gets one more drink and says, "come on, everyone is waiting!!!"

"Omitchi, slow down! We have a lot of time still!" Kiba shouts, but Omi runs off already.

"Tell me, Aya, how fast do you think we can run with the dress we're wearing?" Kiba asks.

Aya looks at Kiba. Kiba says, "why do you hate me so much?"

"I don't hate you." Aya says.

"If you say so. The way you look at me tell me otherwise." Kiba says before running off to Omi.

Aya can feel how much Kiba annoys him, too. He can't understand why Kiba bugs him so much. Kiba is just another guy, right? Just like any other person Aya met everyday. There is no reason why Aya would even bother. Aya doesn't care about anyone or anything. He never does, and he never will. He will never be mad or upset at anybody cause he doesn't care enough to be mad or upset.

Aya follows Kiba as they make their way through the crowd and get to the upper level, trying desperately to catch up with Omi in their long gown. They finally reach the door to their seat. The door says 'welcome' and opens up. Omi walks into the room and says, "Hello! I am back!!!"

Kiba gets into the room after Omi. Aya follows Kiba into the room and sees that they are in a box seat. From the box seat, Aya can see the whole music clearly. Like Omi's lab, the music hall is high up on the sky and it's made with glasses. Aya can see the starry night sky clearly. Aya can also sees the city's multi colours lights sparking with the stars underneath. It's ten times brighter than Las Vegas.

Ken and Youji are sitting there, talking to another guy. They see Aya and smile to him, "hey, Aya! You made it!"

"This is Kiba's friend, Hige. He works at Future Tech, too. And that's my friend, Toboe. We had been in the same school since we were kids."

Aya looks to a corner and sees a small boy sitting there in silent. The boy looks at Aya. Aya says 'hi' and the boy lowers his head.

"Toboe doesn't talk to anyone but Kiba. Don't take it personally." Ken says to Aya.

Kiba says to Aya, "can I have the milk?"

Aya gives Kiba the milk. Kiba sits down next to Omi and says, "hey, little guy, are you okay?"

Toboe nods. Kiba smoothes Toboe's hair and says, "I get you some milk. Here, holds your hand out."

The small boy holds his hand out and Kiba puts some milk on it. Aya then sees a kitty comes from behind Toboe and starts licking the milk on Toboe's hand. Omi walks up to them and pats the kitty lovingly.

"Toboe-chan, if you don't feel well just get out, okay? We'll get you home." Omi says to Toboe. The quiet boy nods.

Omi smiles, "Alright, Quatre-chan will be out very soon."

Toboe looks at the stage. Omi walks over Kiba and smiles to him. Kiba smiles back. Aya watches them in his seat. The annoyed feelings comes back to him again.

"The concert is starting. Quatre is coming out!!!" Omi claps his hand.

Aya looks to the stage. A silver-blonde in Arabic outfit walks out of the stage with the grace and poise of a prince. The stage is right next to the window, and it's made with glasses. It looks at if the blonde is walking out from the stars. Everyone is mesmerized by the silver-blonde. He is just too breath-taking.

The boy stops and the middle of the stage and flaps his hair with style enough to put any model on earth to shame. The silver-blonde locks spackles in air. Even his hair seems to be better than others. Aya never sees anyone so beautiful in his life. He can't even tell if the Arabic musician is a boy or a girl. The boy seems so unearthly. The way he walks, the way he smiles, the way he waves. Everything emits a feel of flawlessness.

The Arabic boy looks up to the box seat where everyone is at. He waves happily when he sees Omi and Toboe. Omi flashes his bright smile and waves back. The closed-up Toboe looks up to greet Quatre's eyes, too. Quatre then bows to them and then bows to everyone, then he starts to play his violin.

The music is light and cheery. Everyone's face light up as the happy melodies echoes the music hall. Even the grumpy Aya's heart lights up as the music enters his ears. As the music goes happier, the audiences start tapping their feet and their bodies move with the music.

No one ever hears music so wonderful. Music like this can only exists in a dream. As the song ends, the audiences applause louder than thunders in the sky. Quatre plays songs after songs, all of them wonderful and perfect, taking people into worlds of different dreams.

The lighting of the music hall changed into a darker shade as Quatre starts to play slower melodies. The music sounds sad. Toboe, who had been lowering his head during the whole performance, look up to Quatre. Tears start falling from Toboe's eyes. Other people start to cry, too. The music is bringing tears to everyone eyes.

Soon, the lighting changes again, this time to a warmer tint. The melodies turn into soul soothing tones. Everyone is wrapped in a warm and loving feeling. Ken leans to Youji, who warps his arms around Ken endearingly. Songs after songs, feeling of warmth spreads across the stadium.

Soon, and too soon, the music stops and Quatre bows to everyone. The whole audience goes 'aww' in disappointment; not wanting the concert to end so soon. Quatre walks off the stage. Girls, and lots of guys, start shouting 'Quatre! Quatre!'. Some of them even start crying.

"Encore! Encore!" Everyone keeps shouting.

The light changes again, this time into a heated red, and Quatre runs up to the stage. People starts screaming. Quatre picks up his violin again and plays a fiesta music piece that is impossible to be play by a violin, but the young musician plays it without any difficulties at all.

The violin picks up the beat. The music goes faster and faster, making everyone wants to jump up and shouts in excitement. People start to standing up, clapping hands and move their body to the beat. It's as if they are at a rock concert. They start screaming and shouting madly.

The music goes on hotter and hotter in passions, until it reaches an explosive finale, Colourful firework explodes outside the window as confetti shoots out from the stage. Everyone keeps screaming and screaming madly. Young and old, men and women, they all screams and scream in madness. No one can break away from Quatre's spells.

Quatre stands in from of the firework as confetti falls onto him, waving to his fans with the most wonderful smile on his face. He looks like king with thousands of followers. Omi smiles excitedly, "Isn't Quatre perfect?"

"Yes, he is." Kiba nods. Aya is still looking at the Quatre.

"TOO perfect." Aya suddenly mutters.

Everyone looks at Aya.

The door opens and a boy with chestnut colour hair comes in and says, "Hello, everyone!"

"Duo-kun!" Omi runs up to hug Duo.

A Japanese follows Duo in and nods to Toboe. Omi turns around to Kiba and Aya. The flower conjurer smiles and says, "This is Quatre's friend, Duo and Heroo. They both work for Future Corp, too."

"Hello." Duo says to Aya and Kiba.

"This is Aya and Kiba. They just started working at Future Tech." Omi says to Heroo and Duo.

"Nice to meet you." Duo says to Aya and Kiba.

"Well, are you ready to go back stage? Quatre is waiting for you." Duo says.

"Don't run, Omi!" Kiba shouts.

"Yes! Come on, you guys! Let's go!" Omi runs out of the door. Duo runs after him.

The others follows Duo and Omi, Kiba watches as Toboe walks out of the room and then follows. Heroo stays as the last one, making sure no one is missing or lose. Kiba asks Heroo, "so, what do you do in Future Tech?"

"Climate control," Heroo answers.

"So you can call up things like typhoon, thunderstorms and toledos?" Kiba says.

"I can also do flood and drought." Heroo says.

"Amazing." Kiba says.

"Yes, I'm the one who makes the North Pole frozen again for your flowers." Heroo nods.

"Wonderful! Let's work hard together." Kiba says.

Heroo nods, "Let's work hard together."

Aya looks at Kiba. Kiba just have this friendly gesture that everyone can talk to. No one will talk to Aya. Aya is scary, and Kiba is nice. That's how it's always will be.

TBC…