A/N: Thank you to all my lovely reveiwers! Cookies and anime plushies to you all!
Warning: Dilandau swears alot...'Specially in this chapter. You have been warned...
Disclaimer: One day...Yeah, whatever
I promise there won't always be smooth sailing for ever, I mean, how is Van going to react to Dilly-Chan?
Oh...erm, I don't think I'm gonna do Vans pov, but I might, as a special thing...
This chapter is dediated to my good friend Alice, SHE WILL GET BETTER OR THE WORLD WILL SUFFER THE WRATH OF MY BAD DAY!
Dilandau
"No, I'm sorry Folken, the song isn't ready yet, I still need to finish off the music...Yes I know we have composers on hand, but I don't like saying a song is mine unless it has been done by me...Yes all right. I'll have it done by monday, is that okay?...Fine, bySunday then. Later"
Fucker.
I'd like to have a song to myself for at least two days before I have to give it in. Folken doesn't need to know I finished the whole thing a week ago. I just like knowing that only the rest of the Slayers and myself are the only ones who know about the song.
Meh. I'll tell you later, during practise.
I just got the reply from that girl from the bar. It said that she and Van would stage a guest appearance at our weekly night-out. We should get her to sing, and screw it up for her...Nah, too mean. Well, I gotta mess with her somehow, right?
People are being annoying at the momment. I've recived request after request for playing at private partys, none of which hold my interest longer than Chester, when he's bought another small fuzzy thing and named it Elephant, just to take the piss out of its size.
"Please play at my late Fathers funneral, from your biggest fan, Aly"
Pathetic. For some odd reason, everyone who e-mails us puts "From your biggest fan" at the end. Bloody suck ups. It doesn't get you anywhere. Honestly.
What other ones do I have? Er...here we go, a very common one I see almost daily.
"Heya there, reckon you can play at my wedding on the 29th of August?"
No. I'm busy. Doing what? Something I'll decide on later.
Miguel decides to pick this moment to dash in, nearly breaking the door down (which I would've charged him for, and will do any way) and tell me what seems like urgent news, but probably isn't.
"You know Miguel, I am going to charge you for that door."
He stopped panting for a second, and looked at me weirdly. "Dilandau...I haven't actually done anything to the door" I smirked my infamous smirk.
"Yeah, this is for what you will do for it in the future. If you come through it at that speed consistantly, it won't last"
He looks almost faint. It might've been because of that comment. I don't usually say intelectual things like that.
"You feeling okay? You don't normaly say intelectual things like that" Good call. "Anyway, we just got this fax in. You know Van?"
'Course I do, he made to be who we are...idiot.
"Yeah?"
"Well, his girlfriend's family is holding this shitty family reunion, and his what he hopes to be mother-in-law, wants to know if we're going to play there. Van says there will be a good profit in there for us."
"Oh really?" I only started listening at the word 'profit' Is it worth it? No. Obviously, but we haven't done something like this in months, and it is Van who actually give the orders. He could just say, "Yes they'll play, I'll make sure of it" but since hes giving us the choice, its a subtle "Do it, or you'll never play another concert"
Well, thats never gonna happen, Dude. If he drops us, a million other companies will catch us as we fall.
Too bad he doesn't realise we know this. He thinks that we'll start quaking when we hear that threat.
Or at least I think. Hey, Thats what I told him, anyway.
Meh. I need to get out more.
So, after I explained to Miguel about Van's subtle blackmail and told him that we might as well do the concert for his fucking girlfriend. She's probably just another fucking gold-digger. Bitch.
I hate all girls like that.
It just really pisses me off.
Like, you know that girl I was gonna meet at the Alseides. I couldn't go, I was really fucking pissed off. But there was a sliver lining, turns out she couldn't go either so hey!
But I was still really pissed off about it all.
But, money is money. Period.
Right, now, to get this song ready in time.
Okay, its already done, but hey.
Now all I have to do is drag myself over to the recording room and we can get started. Lifes a bitch.
So as I trundle along to our very snazzy recording room, the rest of the Slayers get the hint and stop their tuning, poker and...kareoke? Whatever.
"Did Miguel explain to you about whats going to happen? Didn't think so, and I really can't be asked either, but in short, we're playing at Van's bitch's family reunion, Got that? And we're gonna debut 'Safety in Silence' to make them feel special" Everyone nodded, I picked up my guitar, and everyone else took the hint and got their instruments ready.
Miguel on drums.
Gatti on bass.
Chesta on second guitar.
Dalet also on bass and backup singer.
"One, two, one two, three four"
"The marks of your embrace leave the scars of the aeons,
As I begin to search for the sanctity I once found,
I recall from the mudded depths,
To the time when your love was a light,
And now as the evil within rises,
The answer to my dark suffering emerges"
"Safety in silence to end my decay,
As the end of this misery world,
Brings life to my resting soul,
I find my golgatha"
"Block off my conscious thought,
Let this evil now rot away,
Bring forth the strength from beyond,
My one and only light has gone,
As my world slowly dies,
I know the armageddon has found me"
"Safety in silence to end my decay,
As the end of this misery world,
Brings life to my resting soul,
I find my golgatha"
"My angel now descending in pain,
Her face now withered with sorrow,
But still I see the beauty that is,
Burn me down in unspeakable pain,
And despite the absence of love,
I offer my sacrifice!"
"Okay people, that was okay but I think we need to change the chords in the chorus" Declared Dalet.
Three Weeks Later
Right, Check list.
1. Microphone. Check.
2. Amp. Check.
3. Speakers. Check
4. Mine and Chesta's guitars.Check.
5. Drum set. ALL of it. Check.
6. Bass x2. Check.
7. Gatti (We left him behind once)...Oh shite.
"Fuckers, fuckers, fuckers where the hell is he?"
Chesta looks round, "Lost Gatti again?"
I nodded my head solemnly. This family thing starts in half an hour and we don't have the whole group...Why is Chesta smiling at me like that?
"Don't worry Dilandau. He is here, just, hes gone to the toilet."
I am going to hit something. Aha, A table. I'll pay for it later, that's if they find it under that bush over there.
People have started to arrive now. We stand up and begin to play 'Safety in Silence' Half way through the firstchorus I recognise a face other than Van's (who I belive is here) or his maybe mother-in-law, who I met to arrange this.
Shit. Its her! How the fuck can she be here, she couldn't be...no, not her. She must be a...a...relative of somesort.
Well, somehow, I keep my cool through that song and didn't even mess up once. Well I am the image of perfection. She was headed in the other direction. Did she see me?
Chappie four folks. Who was that girl that Dilly-chan saw? Cookies for those who guesds correct, and it isn't as easy as it sounds!
C'mon people that purple button down there is dying for you to push it...you know you want too!
