AN:STOP FLAMMING DA STORY RARE HUNTERS OK! odderwize fangs 2 da goffik ppl 4 da good reveiws! FANGS AGEN CELES! oh yeah, BTW I don't own dis or da lyrics 4 Malice Mizer.

On the night of the concert I put on my black studded boots with small heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather shorts with all this corset stuff on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. I read a depressing book while I waited for it Atem and I listened to some MM. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn't put on foundation because I was pale anyway. I drank some Duel Fuel so I was ready to go to the concert.

I went outside. Atem was waiting there in front of his black car. He was wearing a Blood t-shirt (they would play at the show too), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!).

"Hi Atem!" I said in a depressed voice.

"Hi Yuugi." he said back. We walked into his black Mercedes-Benz (the license plate said 666) and drove to the place with the concert. On the way we listened excitedly to Malice Mizer and The Gazette. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. When we got there, we both hopped out of the car. We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Malice Mizer.

"The withering dead trees lining the street
Where our two sets of footsteps rang on the ongoing road
Always made me notice our increasing pace" Sang Gackt (I don't own da lyrics 2 dat song).

"Gackt is so fucking hot." I said to Atem, pointing to him as he sung, filling the club with his amazing voice.

Suddenly Atem looked sad.

"What's wrong?" I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on.

"Hey, it's ok I don't like him better than YOU!" I said.

"Really?" asked Atem sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective.

"Really." I said. "Besides I don't even know Gackt and he's going out with Hilary fucking Duff. I fucking hate that little bitch." I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face.

The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Draco. After the concert, we drank some beer and asked Mana and Gackt for their autographs and photos with them. We got MM concert tees. Atem and I crawled back into the Mercedes-Benz, but Atem didn't go back into Domino High, instead he drove the car into… the forest next to it!