Yongguk blushed a bit. "You could make sure that Zelo and Jongup are actually doing their stretching instead of playing around. Or you could make sure that Daehyun isn't eating something right before a concert. Or you and me could practice some choreography. Your choice."

Himchan thought for a second. "I think I'll stay with you. Wouldn't want you to get lonely."

Yongguk smiled. "It's good to know that I won't be alone."

"But is that good or bad?" Himchan asked. They both laughed.

The two got up, took their positions, and practiced choreography to several of their songs before their manager came up to them.

"It's time to go, you two. Where is everyone?"

"We'll get them," Yongguk said.

"You've got one minute."

Yongguk turned and walked into an adjacent room, finding Zelo and Jongup sitting on the floor. They were halfway between stretching and wrestling, and they looked up with a smile at Yongguk when he entered.

"It's time, you guys," he said.

Their smiles vanished, and at Yongguk's words they both blanched and climbed slowly to their feet.

"Don't be nervous, guys," Himchan said from behind Yongguk, causing the elder to jump in surprise. He turned and saw Youngjae and Daehyun standing behind Himchan, and he looked closer at Daehyun, frowning.

"Did you eat anything when we got here, Daehyun?" Yongguk asked.

Daehyun shook his head. "I wouldn't be able to keep it down if I tried."

Yongguk looked at the nervous expressions on his team's faces, then inhaled. "We're a team guys. We're B.A.P. We can do this. Right?"

"Right," everyone said half-heartedly.

"I can't hear you," Yongguk said, raising his voice. "Are you warriors or aren't you? Do you have the power or don't you? Are you B.A.P or aren't you?!"

"We are B.A.P, yes, sir!"

Now seeing that everyone was relaxed and smiling, Yongguk brought the entire team into a group huddle, placing arms around shoulders. He leaned in with his head and the rest of the group copied him until their heads were all touching. "All right, everyone," Yongguk said in a low voice. "You know your parts, and you know what to do. This is it; we're B.A.P. Come on, guys. Let's do this." Then Yongguk led the group in their final chant, one that they said before the beginning of every concert. More than ever, they needed this chant now. Yongguk put his hand out, and going in order from oldest to youngest, they began the chant. "We are," Yongguk began.

"We are," Himchan repeated, placing his hand on top of Yongguk's.

"We are," Daehyun said, adding his hand to the group.

"We are," Youngjae said, adding his hand as well.

"We are," Jongup said, reaching out with his hand.

"We are," Zelo said, placing his hand on top of the pile.

Then, in unison, they pressed their hands down momentarily before throwing them into the air, shouting, "We are Best Absolute Perfect!"

Yongguk looked at everyone in turn, satisfied with the end result of their chant. Each and every team member was beaming with confidence. The nervousness was gone, and now they would be a group worthy of their name. They would do, and they would do perfectly.

The six broke apart and walked back into the main room to see their manager standing there impatiently, surrounded with multiple clothing, hair, and makeup artists. The artists descended upon B.A.P when the group appeared, placing finishing touches on their appearance before stepping back in satisfaction.

The manager bowed once. "Good luck."

B.A.P bowed and walked onto the stage. "This is it," Yongguk whispered, leading his team to the center of the stage. Then the curtain lifted.
A scream loud enough to break the sound barrier rose as B.A.P finally presented themselves to America, and when Yongguk saw the audience, he couldn't help gasping. A sea — an ocean of fans were present just for their performance, and practically everyone was waving a small B.A.P doll that was purchasable before the concert to show support for the group. The entire concert hall was filled with fans that were screaming his name, and Himchan's, and Zelo's, and Jongup's, and Daehyun's, and Youngjae's . . . even though they hadn't even introduced themselves yet. Yongguk bowed his head and blinked hard, swallowing down his emotions and feeling Himchan's hand on his shoulder for support. When he glanced over at his team, he saw that all their mouths were agape with surprise and wonder. Some of them were frozen in shock, some were near tears, but all were overjoyed.

Then the lights on the stage turned on, the song started, and B.A.P began dancing. Practice was nothing compared to this. This was a rush of emotions and adrenaline that Yongguk had never felt before, and with the adrenaline came a lack of tiredness even as they began their ninth song strong. There were no mistakes and no slipups. There was only music and dancing. B.A.P was here, finally.

As the eighth song began, Yongguk glanced over at Zelo, wondering if he was starting to get tired. Yongguk was relieved to see that Zelo was flushed with excitement and unable to stop smiling. Even in the middle of dancing, Daehyun's and Youngjae's high notes were on point, and Yongguk glanced over at Himchan and saw Himchan give him a thumbs-up to let him know that he was doing fine as well. The stage was perfect; the fans were perfect. B.A.P was perfect. And it was good.

After performing their entire song lineup, the crowd went wild, forcing B.A.P to come back not once, not twice, but five times for an encore. Finally, the concert was over, and the six returned backstage and collapsed onto a three-person couch. Letting out a long sigh, Yongguk looked over at his team. They were glowing. They were all smiles and excitement despite exhaustion.

"We did it," Daehyun breathed.

"We showed America who B.A.P is," Himchan said.

"And I didn't mess up," Zelo said.

"No one did, and Zelo, we didn't expect you to," Jongup said.

"That was amazing," Youngjae said.

"It was beyond amazing," Daehyun said.

"And when we get back to Korea, our manager's going to treat us to barbecue," Yongguk said, licking his lips.

Everyone laughed.

"Until then, we can just feed off the crowd," Himchan said.

"I'll have my fan's screams boiled, not baked, please," Jongup said.

"But I still want real food!" Daehyun whined, causing a fresh wave of laughter to wash over the group.

"Don't worry, we'll all get real food," Yongguk said. "Not great Korean food but . . . good enough to last until we get back."

"Wow, that concert was amazing," Daehyun said.

"Can you believe we did it?" Himchan asked.

"That's right, guys! We did it!" Zelo squealed. "We're actually in America, and we actually just finished performing!"

"We've got dual citizenship now," Daehyun said with a smile.

"Korean and American," Youngjae finished.

"We are B.A.P, yes, sir!"

Everyone reclined on the couch, smiling through their exhaustion, but Yongguk sat up and looked over at his team. "Guys, you were all perfect. There were no slipups, and even if there were, there's no one else I'd want to be in America performing with. I'm proud to call you my teammates."

Yongguk only caught a moment of his teammates' sharing a glance. Then suddenly the entire team was upon Yongguk, crushing him with slaps and punches and hugs and laughter. After what seemed like half a day, they let him up, allowing him to breathe and move again. Inhaling deeply and punching each member in turn, Yongguk smiled, mirroring everyone else's expressions. They came to America and they conquered. Things had happened to them that might have prevented other groups from performing, but not them. Their friendship and teamwork was too strong to let circumstances cause their group to fracture or stutter. They were the best; they were the only. They were Best Absolute Perfect, and no matter what, they always would be.

Forever.

^The End^

A/N:

I don't own them, but man, I love B.A.P. But you knew that already. Kekekekeke! ^.^