Amaya: Yea... Lee can't talk right now cuz she's typing up our skit for I-Con...
Lee: -ACTUALLY working-
Amaya: see? you should all be so proud of her! Anywho... besides the fact that you should come see our skit at I-Con next year... there's nothing really all that important to discuss! XD So... enjoy!
Side Note: Odd I know. Just saying we have nothing against Gay people... Just stating this ahead of time.
Amaya-Keiko2005: Omg! I'm so sorry your getting these invasions! But I'l glad to have you back! -huggles- Keep reading and reviewing.
The Masquerade Moth: -dabbing at her nosebleed- Yea... damn Dei and his uber hotness... ;-; Keep R/Ring!
xRottingxxSoulsx: Amaya? XD Yea... that's moi! Lee's my friend.
"Yay for awesomely gay hair dressers!"
In the very early hours of the morning, Mitsuki still sat awake and had been spazzing out from 1 AM on. Dei had somehow managed to roll off his bed in his sleep, and was now sleeping on the hotel floor, with all his blankets in-tact down there with him. Mitsuki was sitting on her bed, buzzing with caffeine, having somehow managed to sneak out and get some, her long fingers subconsciously fingering different chords as though she were holding a guitar. Dei started snoring, his tongue-piercing reflecting in the moonlight, looking very odd. She blinked, looking over at him, half memorized by the glinting tongue-piercing. She couldn't help but smile at how oddly innocent and oh-so-cute he looked. 'Dammit NOT ALLOWED! NOT ALLOWED!' He snored, looking so… innocent. She let out a sigh in exasperation. 'Fate why do you torture me so!' she thought miserably. He rolled over, hugging his bird plushy. 'This is so terribly cruel… hmmmm... should I go wake up 'Tach?' He continued snoring cutely. 'You know what! I'll make up a pros and cons list to prove that I CAN'T POSSIBLY do this!' She grabbed a piece of paper and pen and wrote on one side, Pro, and the other, Con.
The Following is her list:
Pros:
Oh so cute
Just as insane
Relates to me
…I'm not gonna even write it
Cons:
PART OF THE BAND
bad bad bad bad bad idea due to above
See above
err… snores?
As she looked over her list he ceased his snoring and scrunched up in a little ball underneath his ball of blankets. She started circling the part about the band many many times as though it was necessary to keep her focused. His position made him look much like a cat and she cursed herself. "Damn you kitty obsession!" she hissed to herself but let out a sigh and hugged her kitty plushy. "This is so cruel…" 'Remember Mitsuki… you're not allowed to be with anyone… especially no one in the band… you don't deserve anyone. Remember damn you!' she thought angrily, fighting with her own mind.
"Nn… What's so cruel…?" he asked, groggily opening his seen eye, rubbing one with the back of his hand.
"Huh…?" She quickly snapped back into reality by his voice, looking down at him. "Oh… erm… it's nothing…" She forced a fake smile.
"What is it, un…?"
"Honestly, it's nothing. Go back to sleep. It's late."
He groggily got up, wondering how he got on the floor, and curled up next to her. "Tell me, un."
"No… it's nothing you should worry about… Go back to sleep…" she said, trying to sound as reassuring as possible without sounding fake. He cuddled up against her.
"Nervous about the concert, huh?"
"Yea… a bit…"
"You don't have to worry about it. I promise. It's fun, and not nerve-racking at all." He snuggled his face into her thigh, curled in his little shirtless ball.
"Thanks… that helps…" she smiled slightly, knowing that wasn't her main problem, but it made her feel a little better. 'Erggggg… he's even cuter when he's awake…' He was soon asleep, curled in a cat-like ball.
When it was time to finally wake up a new manager she'd never seen slammed open the door hard enough so it cracked the wall, "WAKE UP, MAGGOTS! GET YOUR FILTHY BUTTS OUT OF BED AND IN THE SHOWER! THEN GET YOUR NAKED, UGLY CARCASSES TO DRESSING ROOMS!" And with that he slammed the door shut.
"Yeah, yeah…" Dei muttered in his sleep. Her eye twitched, completely scared of this new manager. He yawned and stretched, his head magically finding its way into her lap in the process. (-wiggles finger- magically) "Oh. Ohayo, Mitsuki," he blinked.
"Ohayo…" she said with a little two-finger salute that she was oh-so-famous for with the guys. He sat up, taking his axe-earring and putting it in. She took her little satin pouch of eight earrings, putting each one in.
"So, only 9 piercings?"
"Mmhmm."
"ONLY nine!"
"Yep," she nodded with a smile. He put a goofy look on his face.
"25." Her eyes grew large in surprise. "Might be getting more soon. Any tattoos? "
"Yea. One."
"Where? And of what? "
"Right side of my lower back. It's of a cat curled around the initials AM and AK…"
He tilted his head in confusion. "AM and AK?"
"My parent's initials. Ainao Mai. Ainao Kioshi."
"Oh… Do you even have a cat…?"
"I used to. She got ran over by a car last year."
"Oh…"
An ever-so-obviously fake smile was plastered on her face as she got up. "We should probably get ready like that crazy guy said…" She started digging through her bag for clothes.
"Crazy guy! WHERE!" Dei exclaimed, getting ready to hide. She laughed.
"The guy who came in yelling that we need to get up and get ready."
"You mean Mr. Ibiki Morino?"
"I guess…"
"He's our manager. He's nice."
"He seemed like an army sergeant…"
"He is."
"You have weird opinions of people Dei…"
"Nani? Dei…?"
A sweatdrop appeared on her forehead. "Sorry… do you not like being called that?"
"Umm… it's new…"
"Sorry…" she said, doing a small bow before going back to digging through her bag. He suddenly snuck behind her, lifting up her shirt and searching for her tattoo. She looked back over her shoulder at him. "What're you doing…?"
"Looking at your tattoo. Un…"
"Why…?"
"It's so… small!"
"Didn't really get it for people to look at it…" He plopped in front of her on the floor, turning around, and she actually noticed what he had marring his skin… not just the fact of being a human pincushion. A beautiful tattoo of a grim reaper with a scythe was etched into his skin, the folds of the reaper's robe transforming into tribal designs at the bottom. She looked at the large intricate tattoo on his back. "Wow… that's… amazing…"
"Oh, I have one, um, uh… un…" He pulled up the leg of his boxers to reveal an Oroborus just like Envy. (horrible reference to another anime! Bad us! XD) "Heh…"
"Ooooo… cool," she said with a smile.
He replied with a smile himself.
"MOVE YOUR CARCASS, MAGGOTS!" Ibiki yelled in the door.
"Hai, Ibiki-sama!" he said standing. Meanwhile, she finally found the clothes she wanted to wear that day, and grabbed the bag that had her tooth brush, hair brush, etc in it and went into the bathroom before Deidara can, locking the door behind her. "What are you doing, un…?"
She stuck her head out the door. "Going into the shower?"
"No no no no no no… get out here…" He blindly reached into the bathroom, whose door magically became unlocked and opened, and pulled her out by her wrist. He dragged her out and into the hallway to join the other two band members. Half of Itachi's head, obviously the side he slept on, was puffed up. He stood half asleep, with his glasses askew on his nose, and wearing purple silk pajamas… like a girl. Sasori was wearing a black fuzzy robe and nothing else, his flaming red hair was matted down and flat on one side due to sleep. "Well, you're all chipper this morning, un!"
"…Need… coffee…" Itachi moaned like the girls from the Grudge and the Ring.
"Glad to see you all have as much energy as me in the morning…" Mitsuki groaned, yawning.
"Come ON!" he dragged everyone into the elevator, down to the lobby, crossing the lobby full of people, down a few halls, thoroughly making a few fan-maids faint, and into a large room with four makeup stations set up. Everyone got dragged, while they're still asleep, (except Dei who dragged his make-up guy) to their chairs. After many hours of getting herself primped by others, her hair was how it normally looked… with bright blue tips. Her face was powdered pale as a sheet with jester pattern, like the jester from Tarot Café. (Another reference! XD) Dei reclined in his chair, his hair the same, except now the purple that streaked half his head was now blue, with thick black eye shadow and lined eyes. "How ya' doing, un?
She was looking at herself in the mirror. "Alright… glad I had coffee at 2 this morning." Suddenly her make-up artist, ripped off her clothes with a gay, sweeping, dance-like motion. He quickly put on a whole new black silk strapless bra, panties, ultra-short mini-skirt, see-through net shirt, thigh-high black and white striped socks, and knee-high black, glossy leather buckled boots.
"FABULOUS! Ready to scare the daylights of the daybreak!" he asked, a little heart appearing next to his winked eye.
"Erm… suuuuuure…" she said with a sweatdrop. Pink sparkly hearts floated around his head.
"Absolutely ADORABLE!"
"Thanks… erm… good job."
"The next one done, un! YATAAAA!" Dei yelled, bouncing up. His face was now normal color with only eyeliner and a thin, light layer of black eye shadow. He grinned, his bangs never leaving his face, seemingly plastered over that concealed eye. Sasori, who was the next one done, had a star above a heart under his left eye, powdered face, and thick black around his eyes.
"Well I'm ready." He also had a few dark streaks of black in his hair.
"WHEEEEEEEEE!" Dei exclaimed, deciding to run around the room. His new, just-for-occasion black matrix-like coat that jingles even if you don't move flared up behind him.
"How does he have so much energy at this time in the morning…?" Mitsuki asked Sasori. Sasori sighed, pulling at the bottom of his Sai-like (another anime reference! Except this one's in a character in Naruto) half-shirt-top.
"He has ADD or ADHD. One of those two…"
"Probably ADHD… he certainly has the hyperactive part…"
"Whatever. I don't know the difference…" he said, pulling at the thigh-part of the tight leather pants he was wearing. "Ibiki-Nazi picks out the concert theme… Baki picks out who gets to pick the clothes… and then the chosen stylist gives us the clothes. So we really don't get a say."
"Nice…"
"Eh."
Dei was still running around the room as Itachi was finally finished. He had lime-green streaks in his ponytail and bangs, and was wearing Akatsuki pants and fishnet shirt. He also had the red eyeshadow that extends to his eyebrow and black lipstick on. They all had black lipstick on. "Deidara… stop running…"
"Un!" he exclaimed, stopping abruptly.
"Alright, it's 5PM…" Towel-head told them.
"Wow, time flies when you're getting primped…" Sasori smiled.
"AHEM!" Ibiki-Nazi shouted, and everyone shut up. "THE THEATER STAGE-THING STARTS LETTING IN THE PEOPLE IN HALF AN HOUR! BY AN HOUR, YOU ALL WILL BE ONSTAGE! ONE OF YOU IS RESPONSIBLE TO ESCORT THE NEW GIRL ON THE STAGE AND INTRODUCE HER! YOU ALSO HAVE AN HOUR TO THINK UP A CODENAME FOR HER! GET CRACKING, MAGGOTS!" And with that he, thankfully, left.
"In all honesty… he's scary…" she muttered.
"No he's not. He's actually really nice," Itachi told her. She shrugged. "How about… um… Tree of doom?" ("Ainao Mitsuki" Translates to something like 'Brave Beautiful Tree') Sasori just barely held in from laughing and Mitsuki put her hand over her mouth to hide the fact that she was laughing.
"Death to Love?"
"Love until Death?" Deidara tried.
"Tree…" Itachi persisted, but Sasori ignored Itachi.
"Love until Death, huh…?" Sasori thought.
'Tree…? What the fuck!' she thought as she said with a smile, "That's cute. I like it."
Sasori responded with a smile.
Lee: -ish still hard at work-
Amaya: -ish proud- R/R!