Rock the House Chapter 12, a soul eater fanfic

A/N: I'm so freakin' sorry guys. Life got in the way. Ugh. Anyways, here's the new chapter. Don't know when the next chapter will up, but hopefully soon. I highly encourage you to listen to the songs as you read this chapter. They're all by Panic At The Disco.

Dedicated to: Digilonewolfluver417, Zoeyagirl, pearl. clark. 129 (it won't to keep your name in the original format) for following/favoriting this story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Today was the day of the concert, and they had a completely sold out venue. Everyone was running around, trying to get last minute things done. The boys in particular since they were performing first.

"Has anyone seen my drumsticks? They have my signature on them, a black star forming the A in Black."

"Where's my beanie?! I need my skull beanie! It's perfectly symmetrical! I can't perform without it!"

"This is so not cool. Where's my lucky pick?"

"I don't know how to deal with a crowd that big…"

After everyone found everything (or learned how to deal with a big crowd), the boys had their sound check. During which, Liz pulled Maka to the side.

"Okay, spill." She said in a no-nonsense tone. Maka looked at her confused.

"Spill what?" Liz rolled her eyes.

"You know exactly what. Yesterday, with the skateboard. You know and I know that you learned the basics in 30 minutes, and yet you had him teach you for two hours plus. So spill, why'd you do it?" Maka blushed. Liz squealed. "I knew it!"

"Shut up Liz! And it's not like that. Yes, I might have a teensy-tiny little crush on him. But who wouldn't? But still, tell no one." Maka walked off to get ready for their sound check, leaving a very ecstatic Liz behind.

~*Time Skip*~

Everyone was dressed and ready for the concert. The boys were chanting something, trying to get themselves upbeat. Kid was wearing black skinny jeans that hung low at his hips, a black short sleeved button up with a skull tie, and plain black Vans. He had a skull beanie partially covering his three white stripes. Over all, he was symmetrical. Soul had red straight legged jeans, black t-shirt, a yellow and black leather jacket, and a thin black headband, and yellow and black Vans to match his jacket. Black*Star was wearing a black, form-fitting, sleeveless turtleneck and black and white puffy capris, black and white Vans with stars on them. His star tattoo was on display, and his blue hair was in its usual star shape. Crona was wearing a long sleeved black shirt that stopped mid-thigh and had a button-up turtleneck, white skinny jeans, and white cuffed black Vans. That, combined with his pink hair, made him look a little feminine.

"Are you ready to go boys?" Stein said, lighting a cigarette, his glasses glinting and blocking his eyes from being seen. The boys cheered and went out on stage. Kid grabbed the mic as Soul and the rest got to their places. The crowd started cheering.

"How are you tonight?" Kid asked them. The cheering was deafening. Kid smirked. "Are you ready to get this concert started?" If possible, the cheering got louder. "Well, let's go!"

The Only Difference between Suicide and Martyrdom is Press Coverage (Kid, Soul, Soul and Kid, Soul and Crona)

Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time
Come on just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me [Kid snapped.]
Good, good now we're making some progress
Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat [Kid tapped his foot to the beat.]
And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue? [Kid bowed lavishly, gesturing to Soul, Crona, and Black*Star.]

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives [Kid clapped.]

Applause, applause, no wait wait [Kid stopped clapping.]
Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make:
It seems the artists these days are not who you think
So we'll pick back up on that on another page

And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue [Kid bowed again slightly.]

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives ["C'mon and dance!" Kid yelled to the crowd. The crowd started dancing during the music break.]

Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen [Kid and Soul pointed back and forth to each other.]
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes [Kid crouched at the end of the song. Then he stood behind the keyboard to get ready for the next song.]

Camisado (Kid, Soul, Kid and Soul, Black*Star, Soul and Crona)

The I.V. and your hospital bed
This was no accident
This was a therapeutic chain of events [Kid started jumping.]

This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital [Kid was dancing while they sang.]
It's not so pleasant
And it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal

The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
It's not so pleasant.
And it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal [The boys look at Black*Star.]

Just sit back, just sit back
Just sit back and relax
Just sit back, just sit back
Just sit back and relapse again [They all started jumping.]

You're a regular decorated emergency
You're a regular decorated emergency [Kid and Soul hit the high note, causing the crowd to go wild.]

This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital [Kid was dancing again, motioning to the crowd to dance with him.]
It's not so pleasant.
And it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal

Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again (Bababada)
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back [Kid stopped jumping.]
Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse
Sit back, sit back, bababada
You can take the kid out of the fight

You're a regular decorated emergency
The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake
You've earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame
The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again [Kid crouched down.]

Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again (Bababada)
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back [Kid stopped jumping and got on his knees.]
Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse
Sit back, sit back, bababada
You can take the kid out of the fight [Kid crouched again.]

The I.V. and your hospital bed
This was no accident
This was a therapeutic chain of events [Kid got up and went behind the keyboard, placing the mic in a mic stand. Crona picked up a trumpet from the case behind him. Patty came out to do the trumpet harmony and the crowd lost it. Kid smirked.]

"How are you all enjoying the concert so far?" The crowd cheered even louder. Death Acceptance started the next song.

There's a Good Reason Why These Tables are Numbered Honey; You Just Don't Know It Yet. (Kid, Soul, Kid and Soul, Soul and Crona)

Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman.
From that moment you'll be out of place and under-dressed.
I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it.
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and...

Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman.
From that moment you'll be out of place and under-dressed.
I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it.
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and...

When you're in black slacks with accentuating, off-white, pinstripes
Whoa, everything goes according to plan. [Kid closed his eyes.]

I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it.
Because you say so under your breath.
You're reading lips "When did he get all confident?"

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? [Kid opened his eyes and shook his head.]
Never looked better, and you can't stand it

[Kid chuckled.]
Next is a trip to the, the ladies room in vain, and
I bet you just can't keep up with, (keep up) with these fashionistas, and
Tonight, tonight you are, you are a whispering campaign.
I bet to them your name is "Cheap", I bet to them you look like shh... [The boys put a finger to their lips.]

Talk to the mirror, oh, choke back tears.
And keep telling yourself that "I'm a diva!" [The boys snapped.]
Oh and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table,
they just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin. [The boys smirked to the crowd.]

I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it.
Because you say so under your breath.
You're reading lips "When did he get all confident?"

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
Never looked better, and you can't stand it [Crona and Patty stood in the middle of the stage during the trumpet part. Kid donned a top hat and grabbed a cane, pretending to be a high class person. Right before the next verse, he threw the cane and top hat towards the crowd, who were fighting for them. Kid grabbed the mic and crouched down.]

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
I've never looked better, and you can't stand it

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
I've never looked better, and you can't stand it [Kid jumped up.]

And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up.
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch.

And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up.
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch. [Kid crouched again.]

And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up.
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch. [Kid jumped up and fist pumped when he said "punch".]

"I would like to thank you all for making Death Acceptance's first concert a success. We're gonna slow it down a bit before Perpetual Souls comes out and knocks you guys off your feet." Kid nodded to Crona, and hit a button on his keyboard ans started playing.

Casual Affair (Kid, Soul, Soul and Kid, Crona, Black*Star)

[Crona stepped forward.]
Looks innocent enough, doesn't it?
But sometimes there are dangers involved that never meet the eye.
No matter where you meet a stranger, be careful if they are too friendly. [Crona stepped back and Kid hit another button on his keyboard and stepped from behind it.]

Hey (Hey), a casual affair (Affair)
That could go anywhere (Anywhere)
And only for tonight (Tonight)

Take (Take) any moment, any time (Time)
A lover on the left (On the left) [Kid held up his left hand.]
A sinner on the right (The right) [Kid held up his right hand. Kid closed his eyes.]

Just lay (Lay) in the atmosphere
A casual affair (Hush, hush, don't you say a word)
Lay (Lay) in the atmosphere
A casual affair, whoa! (Whoa!) [Kid opened his eyes and looked at Soul. Soul nodded and stood next to Kid.]

Break (Break) involuntary ties (Ties)
A secret so the spies (The spies)
Could never find us out (Us out)

Stay (Stay) for as long as you have time (Time)
So the mess that we'll become(Become)
Leaves something to talk about (About) [Kid closed his eyes again.]

Just lay (Lay) in the atmosphere
A casual affair (Hush, hush don't you say a word)
Lay (Lay) in the atmosphere
A casual affair, whoa! (Whoa!) [Kid opened his eyes, and moved out of the way so the crowd could see Black*Star. Black*Star was nodding his head to the beat as he was playing.]

I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it...
I did it again
I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it...
I did it again
I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it...
I did it again
I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it...
I did it again [Kid closed his eyes again and got on his knees.]

Lay (Lay) in the atmosphere
A casual affair (Hush, hush don't you say a word)
Lay (Lay) in the atmosphere
A casual affair, whoa! (Whoa!) [Kid got up and went behind the keyboard and continued playing with them.]

"How'd you all enjoy the first half of the concert?" Kid said into the mic, but one could barely hear him over the cheers of the crowd. Kid motioned for Soul, Crona, and Black*Star to come forward. The crowd was still deafening. Then Kid motioned for Patty to come out, and the crowd got louder, if possible. Kid laughed, Soul smirked, Black*Star shouted "YAHOO!" and Crona and Patty held hands and waved, albeit Crona was shyly waving.

"Well, now it's time for the part you've all been waiting to see, PERPETUAL SOULS!" Kid yelled through the mic. The crowd started jumping up and down, and instead of the screams being female dominated like they were for Death Acceptance, this time the cheers were male dominated. Death Acceptance went backstage, and wished the girls luck.

"Well girls, it's your turn! Have fun!" Marie said with a smile. They smiled back, did a quick chant, and went to their spots. Tsubaki and Patty were already behind their instruments, and Liz was going to join them, but stopped when she realized Maka wasn't following yet. She turned to Maka quizzically.

"C'mon, it's our turn! Time to knock 'em dead!" Maka snapped out of her paralytic state, smiled, nodded, and went out on stage. As the crowd was chanting "SOULS!" Maka grabbed the mic and smiled to the crowd.

"Ready to rock the house part two?"

A/N: Zoeyangel: Did this answer your question? :)