Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Knights. They belong to the wonderful
Miss Ohkami. A castle full of lovely Dragon Fighters, Officers, Knights, and
a Lord...Not to mention the Demons. Ah...
I envy her.
Kat: I should have known you'd review. Well, anyway, thanks for the
idea! ^_^ It all started when you were talking about Rath singing "I Hate
Everything About You"...
Random Person: Oh, yay! Another review! Thanks a bunch! And... What's
an IC?*hangs head in shame of her stupidity*
Seletua: Thanks for the review! ^^ I've got what's gonna happen next
planned out... for the most part. Updated! And I love your name.
Lisa: Yay! It's you again! I love those pictures too... And you were REALLY
good at Pops!
***
Rune shoved a large cardboard box out of his way, pushing it three
feet to the side. It was heavy, probably filled with molded and
waterlogged crap that no one wanted or remembered anymore, but had
never gotten around to throwing out.
He stopped when it hit the cement wall making up one of the four sides of
his basement.
He turned around, "Rath? You think this is big enough?"
Rath scrutinized the open space in front of him, one hand on his chin.
"Move that box too, Rune. Make it just a little bigger."
Rune sighed, leaning on an old ping-pong table. He'd been running
around down here, pushing boxes and piles of junk off to the sides ever
since they reached his house.
Wiping his forehead with the back of his hand, he resignedly walked
across the cleared space to the large box Rath wanted moved.
Placing one shoulder against it, he began to push the heavy object
towards the wall and away from what Rath called the "Practice Area".
It was slow work; whatever was inside weighted at least a hundred
pounds. He felt pressure exerted on the box next to him, and suddenly it
slid across the floor with relative ease. Surprised, he looked to the side
and saw Thats straightening up, dusting off his hands.
The other boy grinned.
"You looked like you needed some help," He explained.
He then sat down on the newly cleared floor, leaning back against the
box.
"So Master Rath, what would you have us do next?"
Rath blinked at them, startled.
"I only wanted a space large enough to practice," He said, sounding a
little hurt.
Rune walked over to the large black containers near his basement stairs.
He opened the second largest one and pulled out an electric guitar; a
light blue design of flames licked the silver body, almost seeming to move
as Rune carried it back over to Thats.
"Here. My guitar. You can practice on this."
The brown haired boy grinned, taking it from him and running his fingers
over it, checking it thoroughly.
"Thanks. I guess this is what you meant by, 'we can find something for
you to practice on'." He looked the instrument over and whistled lowly.
"Nice. In good shape, too. Where'd you get it?"
Rune smiled at the complement.
"I got it at that little music shop downtown. The one across from that
picture place where you got your passport photo taken. It was for my
thirteenth birthday."
Thats looked back up at him, a question forming on his lips, when a sound
somewhat like a small explosion caused them both to turn around and
look at Rath, startled.
Rath was kneeling on the floor, a cord in each hand, and was apparently
in the process of hooking up the speakers he had brought.
"Rune?" Rath looked up at the older boy, "I can't get this to work."
"What?" The blonde strode across the room, "Give it here, Rath. I'll get
it."
As Rune knelt on the floor to inspect the wires and systems, Rath rose.
"He gave you the guitar?" Rath asked, taking note of the instrument in
Thats' hands.
"Then I'll go get mine and we can warm up," He said, squatting among
the black cases. He picked one of them up and carried it carefully to the
far side of the cleared area, where he jumped up and sat on what
appeared to be a old and dusty dining table.
Holding the case on his lap, he undid the three metal clasps holding the
case closed, then slowly opened the lid.
Thats leaned back against the cement wall behind him and rolled his
eyes. He watched as his friend's face lit up at the sight of what was
before him. Sighing, he scuffed his foot against the ground in a bored
manner, almost, but not quite kicking the open can of soda in front of him.
He jammed his hands into the pockets of his dark brown pants, waiting
for Rune to finish setting up the speakers so they could begin and get
practice over with.
He didn't have to wait long.
"Hey, guys," Rune called, straightening up and waving them over, "It's all
set. We ready to go?"
Thats nodded, carefully stepping over the objects on the floor and walked
over, Rune's guitar still in his arms.
They waited as Rath slid off the table and, after closing his case, walked
over to them.
He had the strap attached to the guitar swung around his shoulder for
safety and was holding the instrument itself so that it wouldn't hit
anything and scratch it's glossy exterior.
If you asked Thats, the boy would say that his friend was being overly
cautious with his prized possession. However, even he could see why he
was being so careful.
The artificial lighting glinted off the golden cursive near the tuning keys,
revealing the instument's brand name, Draqueen.
The boy nodded as he noticed, not for the first time, the name on Deus.
It wasn't exactly a common brand, one of the more expensive ones,
actually. They were well known for their quality, however, so if you were
really into this sort of thing it would be a good brand to search for.
Thats grinned, inwardly laughing, as he glanced down at the guitar he
was using.
A spankin' new brand name instrument compared to somebody's hand-
me down.
Guess who was more into this sort of thing.
***
Review, please? I'll be getting to the girls next chapter, just sit tight and
ignore me if I say anything stupid.
Miss Ohkami. A castle full of lovely Dragon Fighters, Officers, Knights, and
a Lord...Not to mention the Demons. Ah...
I envy her.
Kat: I should have known you'd review. Well, anyway, thanks for the
idea! ^_^ It all started when you were talking about Rath singing "I Hate
Everything About You"...
Random Person: Oh, yay! Another review! Thanks a bunch! And... What's
an IC?*hangs head in shame of her stupidity*
Seletua: Thanks for the review! ^^ I've got what's gonna happen next
planned out... for the most part. Updated! And I love your name.
Lisa: Yay! It's you again! I love those pictures too... And you were REALLY
good at Pops!
***
Rune shoved a large cardboard box out of his way, pushing it three
feet to the side. It was heavy, probably filled with molded and
waterlogged crap that no one wanted or remembered anymore, but had
never gotten around to throwing out.
He stopped when it hit the cement wall making up one of the four sides of
his basement.
He turned around, "Rath? You think this is big enough?"
Rath scrutinized the open space in front of him, one hand on his chin.
"Move that box too, Rune. Make it just a little bigger."
Rune sighed, leaning on an old ping-pong table. He'd been running
around down here, pushing boxes and piles of junk off to the sides ever
since they reached his house.
Wiping his forehead with the back of his hand, he resignedly walked
across the cleared space to the large box Rath wanted moved.
Placing one shoulder against it, he began to push the heavy object
towards the wall and away from what Rath called the "Practice Area".
It was slow work; whatever was inside weighted at least a hundred
pounds. He felt pressure exerted on the box next to him, and suddenly it
slid across the floor with relative ease. Surprised, he looked to the side
and saw Thats straightening up, dusting off his hands.
The other boy grinned.
"You looked like you needed some help," He explained.
He then sat down on the newly cleared floor, leaning back against the
box.
"So Master Rath, what would you have us do next?"
Rath blinked at them, startled.
"I only wanted a space large enough to practice," He said, sounding a
little hurt.
Rune walked over to the large black containers near his basement stairs.
He opened the second largest one and pulled out an electric guitar; a
light blue design of flames licked the silver body, almost seeming to move
as Rune carried it back over to Thats.
"Here. My guitar. You can practice on this."
The brown haired boy grinned, taking it from him and running his fingers
over it, checking it thoroughly.
"Thanks. I guess this is what you meant by, 'we can find something for
you to practice on'." He looked the instrument over and whistled lowly.
"Nice. In good shape, too. Where'd you get it?"
Rune smiled at the complement.
"I got it at that little music shop downtown. The one across from that
picture place where you got your passport photo taken. It was for my
thirteenth birthday."
Thats looked back up at him, a question forming on his lips, when a sound
somewhat like a small explosion caused them both to turn around and
look at Rath, startled.
Rath was kneeling on the floor, a cord in each hand, and was apparently
in the process of hooking up the speakers he had brought.
"Rune?" Rath looked up at the older boy, "I can't get this to work."
"What?" The blonde strode across the room, "Give it here, Rath. I'll get
it."
As Rune knelt on the floor to inspect the wires and systems, Rath rose.
"He gave you the guitar?" Rath asked, taking note of the instrument in
Thats' hands.
"Then I'll go get mine and we can warm up," He said, squatting among
the black cases. He picked one of them up and carried it carefully to the
far side of the cleared area, where he jumped up and sat on what
appeared to be a old and dusty dining table.
Holding the case on his lap, he undid the three metal clasps holding the
case closed, then slowly opened the lid.
Thats leaned back against the cement wall behind him and rolled his
eyes. He watched as his friend's face lit up at the sight of what was
before him. Sighing, he scuffed his foot against the ground in a bored
manner, almost, but not quite kicking the open can of soda in front of him.
He jammed his hands into the pockets of his dark brown pants, waiting
for Rune to finish setting up the speakers so they could begin and get
practice over with.
He didn't have to wait long.
"Hey, guys," Rune called, straightening up and waving them over, "It's all
set. We ready to go?"
Thats nodded, carefully stepping over the objects on the floor and walked
over, Rune's guitar still in his arms.
They waited as Rath slid off the table and, after closing his case, walked
over to them.
He had the strap attached to the guitar swung around his shoulder for
safety and was holding the instrument itself so that it wouldn't hit
anything and scratch it's glossy exterior.
If you asked Thats, the boy would say that his friend was being overly
cautious with his prized possession. However, even he could see why he
was being so careful.
The artificial lighting glinted off the golden cursive near the tuning keys,
revealing the instument's brand name, Draqueen.
The boy nodded as he noticed, not for the first time, the name on Deus.
It wasn't exactly a common brand, one of the more expensive ones,
actually. They were well known for their quality, however, so if you were
really into this sort of thing it would be a good brand to search for.
Thats grinned, inwardly laughing, as he glanced down at the guitar he
was using.
A spankin' new brand name instrument compared to somebody's hand-
me down.
Guess who was more into this sort of thing.
***
Review, please? I'll be getting to the girls next chapter, just sit tight and
ignore me if I say anything stupid.
