Author's Note: Hehe, wow. This was actually extremely fun to write!  Although I should have been sleeping instead seeing as how I finished it at 4 am. Oh well I wasn't tired and like I said, I was having fun. I'm rather pleased with it. I've never written a concert scene so yeah. It should be all right. Just don't let Duo give you a heart attack.

Disclaimer: Not mine. Wahhhhh! Only Avery, Yami, and Kouma are but they aren't all that important cause this story isn't about them. Oh ya. I don't own Bad Luck Either. They're from Gravitation which I also don't own.

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Karina: yup! Zechs can sing, too. Hehe they so yummy!

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Quatre frowned. Duo had made him miss the interview. Luckily he had been able to find the transcript and some pictures. He was disappointed not to have been able to learn the names of the lead singer and drummer. It was possible that he was even more disappointed when he couldn't find out what any of the band members looked like. It seemed as if he was just going to have to wait until the concert when they unveiled themselves like they had said they would.

He thought it strange that no one had seen them enter or leave the building. All that had been seen were the occasional business men and security guards coming from or on their way home. One fan had even waited seven hours for them to come out before finally giving up and going home when she still hadn't seen them. The closest she had come to seeing them was when two girls had walked out gushing about the band. The brunette had gone on and on about the drummer to her blonde companion. It seemed as if she had seen the band members while she had been inside. The fan had tried asking her about them, but had only received a secretive wink and a wave good-bye. By the time she returned, it still hadn't hit her that no one had been allowed to see the band. The only one's who had ever seen them, were those who had been there when the contract was signed and those who had worked with them on the making of their CD.

He pouted to himself. Even Heero hadn't been able to come up with their identities. None of the employees would talk. It seemed as if the company had only chosen the most trusted for the job of working with their new band. The only ones they'd been able to find were the three that had given their names.  It was almost as if the other two didn't exist, but that was silly.

The youngest Winner child shook his head ruefully. He'd be going to the concert in a few hours and he would see who they were then. He'd waited months, what would it hurt to wait a few more hours? It really was a shame that Duo and Zechs couldn't come. Especially since it was Duo's birthday and he loved getting the chance to go to concerts. But maybe it was just as well, Duo hadn't seemed to like the band all that much no matter how much Quatre had tried to sway him.

"Quatre, are you ready?!" Heero called up the stairs four hours later. It was time to leave and the boy was holding them up as he primped. Why he felt the need to was beyond Heero's comprehension. Quatre was dating Trowa, why bother making yourself look good for another man unless you weren't happy with the one you had? He shook his head not understanding at all. The two were very happy together.

It was he who was unhappy. His Duo had been with Zechs for over a year now and it was severely grating on his nerves. It didn't help matters much that the two didn't seem to be winding down anytime soon like he had hoped which meant that he'd actually have to do something to gain Duo's attention once more, but that would have to wait for later. "Quatre!"

"I'm coming!" the blonde yelled as he ran down the stairs in his excitement. "Oh, isn't this great Heero? I'm so glad you decided to come with us."

"Hn. Let's go. Trowa's in the car already. So is Chang. Waiting," he added just to emphasize the point that the blonde had been holding them up. Thinking of Duo's relationship with Marquise had put a damper on his mood.

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"Zechs!!!!" Duo screamed as he raced across the stage to the man and barreled into his arms. "I can't do this. I can't!"

Zechs hugged him reassuringly, noticing that Duo's slight frame was trembling. "It's alright. Don't scream. I'm here. Shush now," he murmured softly into Duo's ear, rubbing his back soothingly. "You're going to be great, songbird. I promise," he moved pack a step, his slender hands framing Duo's beautiful face and lightly kissed his forehead. "Just take a deep breath and you'll be fine."

Duo did as he was asked drawing in a shaky breath and slowly letting it own again, then repeating the act. "Thanks," he blushed, embarrassed. He hadn't been this nervous during the war. Now he was a nervous wreck. If G could see him now. He shook his head ruefully laughing softly at himself.

"Time to go get dolled up you two!" a small auburn haired boy called over to the pair.

"But there's still hours until the concert's s'posed to start!" Duo stared, his eyes wide as his nerves started to wind up again.

"Yeah I know, but we still gotta get out hair dyed remember? In case you forgot, we use that wash out stuff so it'll look bright for every appearance," Kouma laughed.

"Oh, right. I knew that," Duo blushed picking up the tail of his braid and studying it. It was its usual chestnut color, but soon it would be liberally streaked with a vibrant violet. He grinned. He thought it had been a pretty neat idea. The only one who would never really need to dye their hair was Yami. Hers was permanently done in its customary candy apple red and black. He smiled up at the ex-Oz officer when he felt him squeeze his hand. "We'll be right there, Kouma."

Zechs gave Duo a tender kiss as the younger boy left backstage.

"You've been so wonderful to me. Sorry I've made you stay celibate for so long," Duo snickered and took off running after his band mate. The blonde stood there for a second laughing to himself. He hadn't even noticed how long it had been. With Duo, it never seemed like long enough. One day Heero would sweep him away. When that day came, he wasn't sure what he'd do. Would he fight for him?

He'd known from the day he met the energetic boy that he'd been sexually attracted to him, but now it was different, he'd somehow grown attached to him as well. It would be painful to give him up, but maybe if he played his cards right, he wouldn't have to. He followed after his koi at a more leisurely pace.

Duo was sitting impatiently as the stylist applied color to his hair, when Zechs finally reached the dressing rooms. This was by far Duo's least enjoyable part of choosing music as his career, the sitting still. The boy waved enthusiastically when he entered and he smiled in return and took his seat in the chair next to him. "Save your energy for later. You'll need it."

Duo nodded in understanding and received a sharp command not to move from the man standing behind him who pushed his head down as he dried the long mass of hair. Duo bounced up once he was finished and turned every way possible in the mirror to check out the results.

He nodded, apparently satisfied with how it looked and sat back down so the man could pin half of it up into its complex knot. Somehow the style managed to look haphazard and intentional at the same time as bits and pieces fluffed up and stuck out at different angles leaving the lower half to trail down Duo's back and flow over his shoulders.

Zechs could hear the fans outside as they waited to be allowed in, then as they were admitted and their opening act, Bad Luck, took the stage. By that point the artists were just putting the finishing touches on their makeup. He glanced over at the young brunette. Duo looked simply irresistible. The glitter covering almost every square inch of bare skin and the liberal amount of violet shimmer surrounding his eyes and drawing attention to them made him look almost ethereal. They were easily his best feature and the make up complimented them beautifully.

He kissed Duo's hand not wanting to mess up his makeup or hair when he heard Bad Luck exit the stage. He was pleased that they had been well recepted. The crowd seemed to like them. "You'll be the one everyone dreams about tonight, love. Just do your best. That'll be more than what they're expecting to get. I'll see you on stage soon," Zechs gave Duo's hand one last squeeze and a farewell kiss before following after the other three.

Each was dressed to kill in black leather and lace, but none could compare to Duo, nor were they supposed to. Duo was dressed almost entirely in black leather. His legs were encased in soft leather that molded neatly to his frame, silver grommets running up the sides of each leg. At his hips rested three pyramid studded belts crisscrossing over one another. When the lights hit just right, a violet glint at his belly button could be seen through the fishnet covering his torso and arms. A black halter top partially covered his chest and to complete the image he wore a spiked collar and cuffs on each wrist. Indeed he would be the subject of many fantasies that night.

The lights dimmed on stage leaving it in near blackness as the four took up their positions while the crowd screamed and flashes from cameras went off in hopes that by using the flash, the picture would be able to depict one of the band member's likeness. The lights grew brighter as the opening chords to "Descending Angel" began to play.

"Torn from the heaven, they fall from the sky to walk the streets above mortal man(1)," Zechs' deep sensual voice began, setting the mood once the lights began to shift colors, highlighting each in turn.

Quatre screamed girlishly, gripping onto Trowa's arm and nearly cutting off the circulation as he did so. "Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!!!!" He screeched throwing his arms around his boyfriend's neck in excitement.

Zechs grinned to himself as he sang. Quatre sure seemed to put on a show by himself. He took one last look at the four before turning his attention elsewhere lest they distract him. The show had to be perfect for Duo's sake.

The crowd gasped as a figure emerged from the floor as the song began drawing to a close. The angle of the lights made it appear as if he himself were glowing with a soft violet light. He head was angled down towards his shoulder, yet he was looking out flirtatiously at the audience from the corner of his eye. He slowly turned his head to look out at the crowd as his hands ran sensually up his body and behind his head as it dropped backwards and his mouth opened partially as if he were letting a soft moan escape.

In actuality he was letting out a nervous sigh. He felt like a whore, but was positive he looked like one. He stepped off the platform sauntering forward to take center stage. He purposely ignored looking front row center, instinctively knowing whom he would see there, and instead opted to simply look over their heads.

"How's everybody doing out there? I'd say I can't hear you, but I think I'm gonna go deaf if you get any louder!" he called out cheerfully as he scanned the crowd. It was packed. As far as he could tell there wasn't a single empty seat. Not even in the nosebleed section.

The crowd cheered even louder, each one trying to answer the question and be heard over the thousands of others calling out.

Duo laughed throatily as the bass lines for the next song started. "We're pleased to be here and thank you for havin' us. Just try not to throw too many tomatoes. I think they stain and we wouldn't want that now would we?" he pouted beginning to get into the mood of the song.

"I've tried to take this all just one step at a time(2)," he prowled to the front of the stage sliding down onto his hands and knees, the sultry pout still plastered on his face as he watched Quatre's expression. This particular song was the bonus track to the CD which he knew for a fact the little blonde hadn't heard yet.

It was probably a good thing or he would have had a nosebleed at the computer due to its blatant sexual undercurrent throughout most of the song. He nearly laughed as he saw WuFei's hand fly to his face, but he managed to hold it in and gave a wink to his oblivious Chinese friend. He went back to seducing the little blonde by performing a pole dance with the microphone and practically making out with the stage directly in front of the boy.

He let up on the poor boy when he swooned, collapsing into the Latin's arms. Duo had to admit that it was incredibly hot so his little performance probably hadn't helped either. Whatever the reason was, he decided to ease up on him just the same, although it had been fun to watch him gush. He'd caught the gesture indicating that Quatre wanted Trowa to wear a collar for him and had nearly forgotten what he was singing due to shock. Thankfully he knew the songs well enough that his mind had supplied him with the correct lyrics as he regained his senses.

Duo was glad when they started on the last song of the set. He was beginning to wear out, not that he'd let it show, but he was feeling it nonetheless. "I've got a dream to take you ove', exploding like a supernova, an' I'm gonna crash into your world and that's no lie(3)," Duo leaned over Zechs' shoulder, running his hand down the man's bare chest as his other hand pointed directly at Heero. Heero seemed rather unimpressed with the show and it looked as if he were trying to talk WuFei into believing that he was the one the singer was pointing at.

Zechs continued to play even as he felt a sharp stab at his heart while Duo sang to Heero. He would not let Duo go that easily. At the beginning, he might have been able to, but now? It was different now. He loved Duo now.

Duo sighed happily as the lights dimmed slightly just before the last song of the encore. He put all he had into it and then some. "(4)So break me, shake me, hate me, take me over. When the madness stops then you will be alone. So break me, shake me, hate me, take me, make me, fake me, break me, shake me, hate me, take me, break me," he snapped his head back on the last note, his hands thrown up to clasp behind his head as all the lights went out on the abrupt end. It was the perfect ending to a perfect show.

TBC...

(1) "Descending Angel" by Misfits      very good song actually, y'all should take a listen.

(2) "Angel" by Nine Inch Nails     another very, very amazing song. Sounds like something you'd hear a stripper dance to for a while actually hehehe

(3) "Violet" by Savage Garden          it just seemed to fit nicely with Heero

(4) "Break Me" by Savage Garden