Chapter 4

They came by the thousands, fans dressed for the event, many baring black marks over their bodies either as symbols they have seen on Ryomen Sukuna or black markings from the Death paintings, either way, there was an excitement in the air as they passed their tickets along and got in through the gate.

It was a sold out show, yet one fan who couldn't afford to go in, remained on the outside by their 100 yen theatre. The whole concert would be shown on the jumbo tron, since the distance to see everything wouldn't make it a very exciting concert.

"Wow, that's a lot of people" he thought.

"Big bro, they are going to come right?"

He paused and turned to his little brother. "You said they would right?"

"Of course, they are on the poster. I wouldn't have spent the money if they weren't!" he protested.

"You're the best, Yang!"

He patted the top of his brother's head as they waited for the show to start. The 100 yen theater was starting to get a little full as well, but the fans couldn't contain their excitement as they began to call for the Death Paintings and Ryomen to perform.

But of course, with every great concert, one has to wait until the lesser established bands go on first and take their turn.

The concert started with these young kids no one ever heard of. When they played… it was rather disturbing. There was no coordination, no real lyrics or anything like that. It was as if they just wondered on to the stage to merely dick around with the instruments. Yet, as time passed. Twenty minutes became an hour, and there was no sign of them leaving!

"WE WANT SUKUNA! WE WANT THE DEATH PAINTINGS!" was chanted from the audience.

When the band finally stopped playing, their so called led singer stepped up to the mic. "Sorry guys, but… they ain't coming!" he said and bore a wicked grin. "They were NEVER going to come, you came to see US play!" he laughed aloud. "AND best part is, since you have stayed for over an hour. NO REFUNDS!"

The crowd erupted into boos. Some tried to leave yet found the gates were locked! "You aren't leaving either!" he snickered. "But there is one obligation we got to do, so that way we don't get sued, we are going to air a Death Painting music video!"

Yang was devastated, his little brother was such a huge fan of the Death Paintings, they came all this way for nothing?! But he got on his phone and began to post to social media, there were some fans who have yet to arrive and he had to warn them. He made recordings and showed that no one was allowed to leave and they would not be getting their money back otherwise. As this was all going on, there was something odd happening. Someone passed him a clipboard, people were writing their names and emails on it. He blindly did so, uncertain as to what it was for before passing it along.

When he did all he could do, he watched the music video. It was a new one that was just released today, and the band who was performing were merely laughing it up on the main stage, taking a break as the video aired.

When it was done, the screen fade to black. "Now, that we have finished that little bit…"

"Hey,"

Suddenly, people froze. The music video… hasn't stopped playing yet.

Kechizu looked like he was peering down at the guys on stage! "Hey… you guys… who said we were done?"

There was confusion, until the music began to play again. Kechizu suddenly did an odd pose, yet, as he did, the lights on the stage changed… The moment the guitar riff broke the silence, the side stages looked like it rained and formed a blood curtain! As Kechizu began to sing, people started to realize… this was not a video! He belted out "From the inside"

The main stage suddenly began to sink, as above them opened up and the Death Painting were lowered down on to the main stage!

The crowd erupted, Yang's little brother was screaming the loudest as he saw his favorite band appear!

Best 200 yen he ever spent!

#

The first song was done.

Junpei was smirking as he approached the no talent guys who were fuming now. "WHO INVITED YOU?! WE NEVER TOLD ANYONE ABOUT THIS!" the led singer screamed.

Junpei smiled and said. "Next time, never speak your plans aloud, there are ears everywhere. Now, get the hell off the stage, I think people have seen enough of your sorry ass mugs around here!"

The crowd screamed aloud to his demand, yet they refused to leave. "We're not going anywhere!" they protested.

"Fine, you can stay, but if you think you are going to perform an encore, think again!"

They played for two hours, non stop. As the fans enjoyed and lavished the concert, the no name boy band decided, enough is enough. "Okay, you had your fun, now, let's us have our turn back!"

Junpei snickered a little. "Oh? You want your stage back? Well then, fight me for it! You got to out sing me, so, let's see what you got!" he turned to the brothers. "Bros, I think it's time…" he said.

They smiled back and nodded.

The music played, the song 'with you' began to be unleashed, and yet, there was a little surprise for these guys…

Before the reached the main chorus the second time around, the riff shifted. Junpei turned and glared at the three and did an improv chores to the song.

"I stand before the masses

forced to hear the sound from these pitiful asses.

Their tone alone led the people astray

promised of rock and music today.

But the people are not entertained

for their music SUCK and terribly lame.

I beseech thee before the rock gods

to show mercy upon the masses and the stage we play on.

Where you entertained?

Where you amused?

no, your ears have been assaulted and abused!"

The fans were eating it up, it was time to send it home.

"Now the time has come

there is nothing left but remains

sacrifice into the domain!"

The world became rather bleak and dark, startling some of the fans but they heard an evil voice, laughing within the darkness.

"I now call upon, a true warrior of rock

let's given them what they want.

Won't we…

RYOMEN SUKUNA!"

The darkness vanished, but the fans suddenly exploded into screaming the moment they heard Suiryu sing, but no one saw where he was…

#

At the 100 yen theatre.

Suiryu was waiting for this, he figured the fans who still were willing to pay to see a concert on a giant jumbo tron still needs the same experience as a fan who is in the gates now and watching the stage. He ran the idea by Inei first, but he agreed whole heartedly to it, as well as a little special surprise near the end.

But he had to wait for his moment.

Junpei's off the cuff sort of rap erupted in the speakers, he did rather well in rallying up the crowd for him, Suiryu even helped the moment he mentioned domain, he made one around the venue, but that too had its purpose, with all the curse energy the fans unleashed from their disappointment, it would have attracted real curses to them. This way, the energy was trapped and Inei was able to absorb it. But when his name was called upon. Suiryu knew he had to make an entrance.

"IT TRUUUUUUEEEEEEE" he shouted, as the fans froze and wondered where he was. But when the fans at the 100 yen theatre peered up and saw him, their looks were well worth the effort.

Suiryu sang his part of the song, but then it was time to mess with the boys on stage.

"Great ready, don't blink or you'll miss it!" called Junpei. Suiryu knew that big gorilla of a friend that Yuuji has, was useful for something. With the clap of his hands, Suiryu was on the main stage, Junpei was on top of the screen of the 100 yen theatre. The three punk kids who sought to use their name to make a quick buck froze in fear as he stood before them, smirking and singing aloud along with Junpei.

The audience however couldn't have been happier!

When the song ended, the punk boy band protested. "You… YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" one shouted. "THIS IS OUR STAGE!"

Suiryu shrugged and flipped them off, clearly not giving a damn about it.

But then one bore a wicked grin. "Oh yeah, you keep this up, I'll have my father sue you! You see this. This is a contract! We are not to leave this stage unless we are blown off of it!" one explained.

"Sure, make it easy for me" Suiryu replied much to the crowd's delight.

But the kid smirked. "Ah-ah, read the fine print!" he demanded.

Suiryu mockingly pulled out old fashion reading glasses, much to the crowd's delight as he read over the contract, the other brothers got in on it, all pulling out the same reading glasses and looking it over. They turned and nodded to each other.

"It's all here, you can only be removed from the stage by being blown off of it, with a high powered yell… huh… again make this easy for me." Suiryu muttered into the mic.

He looked to the crowd before he clasped his hands together and parted them. They got the message and a gap was made.

The teens glared at him oddly as he positioned them before him and right before the gap, he peered behind them and back at them to ensure there was enough space. But he went back to the crowd and asked for a little more room, the fans squished themselves but gave him the space needed.

"What the hell are you doing?!" one of the teens demanded.

"Fulfilling the contract." Suiryu said without much care in his voice. He chugged back a large bottle of water. Tanso came up from behind him and jokingly rubbed his shoulders to loosen him up for this. He tested his vocal cords, the fans were laughing their asses off until he deemed himself ready. Eso even brought him back a little ways more to be safe than sorry.

With that, he cleared his voice, he took in a deep breath and then shouted without a mic.

"GET THE FUCK OFF MY STAGE!"

And blew the three off the stage, into the gap he made from the fans.

The place erupted with cheers, the no name boy band were quickly retrieved by their handler and vanished for the rest of the concert. "Well, that was a waste of time…" Suiryu muttered. "Hey, Kechizu, I'm taking over now!" he called.

Junpei appeared from off to the side, he his guitar at the ready, Eso and Tanso were ready to go as well. "We got some time to make up for these people, so… ARE YOU READY!" Suiryu shouted to the masses.

They erupted with cheers back at him.