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RC Studios- Concert shooting for a movie

Bankotsu plays as one of the audience

Bold- Toshu singing

Italics- the audience

"Hey, have you ever loved someone?" asked the famous singer Toshu Shoun.

"We have," answered the audience.

"Have you ever given your heart to someone?"

"We have."

"I have too!"

He stepped back and threw his jacket into the air. A man raised his right hand from the crowd and caught it. The man was named Bankotsu. He held the jacket in front of his face. "YESS," he screamed with the crowd. Except the crowd wasn't cheering for him but Toshu. He slowly pulled the jacket down and his face was revealed: tan face, cerulean blue eyes, and a big smile framed by long, silky, ebony, braided- hair. Bankotsu danced to the music and song Toshu began to sing.

"La la la la la la la la."

"La la la la la la la la."

Bankotsu continued dancing, holding the jacket. A woman standing next to him tried to take it by pulling on the jacket. Bankotsu didn't let go. This made her mad. They grabbed each other on the head, pulling them forward. The lady let go of Bankotsu and grabbed his cheeks while Bankotsu began to fall down from the sudden pressure loss. Some people from the audience helped him regain his balance and pulled the lady away from Bankotsu. Bankotsu walked over to her and pointed towards the stage. Soon the forgot about their fight and started dancing again.

" I love my lover with no question. I love her so much is my answer. For me, to love, I can even loose my life. Oh don't lie. They can't say, they can't say. This, my life, isn't as big as love. Our hearts don't work without love. Then neither will our lives. Our hearts don't work without love. Then neither will our lives."

Bankotsu stopped dancing. He raised his left arm and just stood there, motionless.

"Come on, say it. Oh my love. Love, love, love. Oh my love. Love, love, love."

Toshu took out a guitar and played it, still singing.

"Oh my-"

"Love."

"Oh my-"

"Love."

"Love, love, love. Oh my-"

"Love."

"Oh my love."

"Oh my love."

"Oh my loooove."

With that he finished his song. The audience cheered and clapped for him. Bankotsu still stood there, now with two arms in the air, wide apart. They lady standing next to him was jumping up and down Then she turned to Bankotsu and slapped him on the arm while saying," Hey, you side hero." Bankotsu put his arms down and looked at her. She continued talking.

"What are you doing? Toshu Shoun is over there." Bankotsu looked over at hi and then back at her. He pretended to slap her back. "What do you do? Are you a director?" Bankotsu asked. The lady turned to walk away. "If I was a director, I would have already kicked you out." she waved an arm before walking out the door.

"Good shot. Lunch break," the director told everyone. Bankotsu saw everyone leaving. He put on Toshu's jacket over his shoulders and wrapped on of the sleeves on his neck. He began walking away, outside. "Hey, you hero," said one of the cameraman. Bankotsu stopped walking. "Who? Me?" he asked, running his finger through his hair. "Yes, you. Is that your father's jacket that you have put on and are trying to sneak out with?" Bankotsu walked backwards to the cameraman. "Why are you mentioning my father's name, Dress uncle?" Bankotsu asked dramatically. "Was your father Sesshoumaru Kira that he could stop our shooting?" he asked. Bankotsu looked down.

"Come on, take off the jacket," the cameraman ordered. Bankotsu snickered while taking it off. "Sesshoumaru gave me this jacket with so much love that I couldn't refuse and just had to put on," Bankotsu lied with sarcasm. The cameraman took his hand out. "No one can be a hero just by putting on this jacket. There must be some looks too. Give me the jacket." Bankotsu held it loosely in his hands so it made it easier for the cameraman to take it. He put a hand over his face and left after telling Bankotsu that he had made a mess of the jacket.

"You…" Bankotsu stopped talking when Jakotsu came standing next to him. "Jakotsu, look at this Dress uncle," Bankotsu said while pointing at him.

'Dress uncle?" Jakotsu asked himself. Then he shook his head. "Don't mind him. He is just a drunkard that can't see a future superstar," Jakotsu told Bankotsu.

"Superstar," Bankotsu repeated.

On the way home

Bankotsu and Jakotsu walked on the street. "Will I ever become a hero?" Bankotsu asked Jakotsu. Jakotsu turned to him. "Why won't you. You will surely be a her," Jakotsu assure him. 'Mom also says that too.' Bankotsu ran his fingers trough his hair again. "Aya Kikomi's mom also says the same thing," Jakotsu said. "Really?" Bankotsu asked. "A mom's heart is all the same. They are like that," Jakotsu told him. Bankotsu sighed. Smiling, Jakotsu put his hands on Bankotsu's shoulders. "But you'll surely be a hero because I, Jakotsu master, am telling you will become a hero."

Bankotsu made a face with his lips, Jakotsu walked ahead of Bankotsu and extended his arms. "What don't you have? You have everything. Style, hairstyle, race, face." He walked around Bankotsu, "You also have extreme talent.' Bankotsu smiled and put his jacket over his shoulders.

Jakotsu clenched his face into a wide smile, remembering something Bankotsu didn't have. He put his hands on Bankotsu's shoulders again. 'There is just one thing you don't have. One thing coming between you and your dreams of becoming a hero." Bankotsu's smile disappeared. Jakotsu went to sit on a table in a café.

Bankotsu followed. "What's that?" he asked. "Your name," Jakotsu answered. "Name?" "Bankotsu Shichinintai Swatafly," said a voice. Bankotsu looked back to see who was talking. It was the owner of the café.

"Your bill for two months is due. When will you pay?" Bankotsu took a cream roll and put it into his mouth. "I will, I will," Bankotsu replied in an annoyed tone.

"In this lifetime or the next?"

Bankotsu took out the ream roll from his mouth and held it in his hand. "Your cream roll isn't even from this lifetime. You've been selling it since the time of Alam Ara." Then he started talking to Jakotsu. "You'll see Jakotsu, when I become a big star, first of all I will get his canteen shut." Bankotsu turned back to the owner. "Remember my name. Bankotsu Shichinintai Swatafly," Bankotsu said while putting his star-shaped glasses on that was over his head now over his eyes. He touched his hair again.

Jakotsu laughed deeply and quietly. "That's what I mean Banny." Bankotsu tilted his head to the side. Jakotsu sighed and grabbed his hands. Then he put them back down. ' Just Bankotsu Shichinintai can do the job. But this "Swatafly"… You can't be a star with that kind of name. everyone will say, ' Mr. Swatafly, autograph.'"

"Really?"

"Yes. Not at…"

Jakotsu looked back and pointed. "Look at who's coming. Everyday that man goes out in search of a job." Bankotsu looked to see a rather fat man wearing a bright orange shirt, yellow pants, and black sunglasses. He carried a green file that looked to be his resume.

"Come here," Jakotsu called the man walked to his and Bankotsu's table. "What's your name?" Jakotsu asked. "Govind Ahuja," he answered, bowing a little bit. Bankotsu and Jakotsu began snickering and laughing. "Is that even a name? you can't get a job with this name. do one thing, change your name with…Joe Kira, or Mutki Toshi type."

Bankotsu put his thumbs up at the 'Kira' and snapped. "You'll see producers line up for you." Govind leaned forward. "Will using just "Govind" work?" Bankotsu and Jakotsu looked at each other. "Let's try,' they said at the same time. "Thank you, thank you," Govind said quickly leaving.

By a wishing fountain

Jakotsu sat on the edge of the fountain. Bankotsu put one foot on top of it and one foot on the ground. "Your right Jakotsu."

Jakotsu was checking his hair in a small compact mirror so he didn't really pay attention.

"Mmmm."

'Hey."

"Huh?"

"My father had no other name for me. There are many big stars in the industry. Ojii, Keome, and Muteki. And what did he choose… Bankotsu Shichinintai." Bankotsu and Jakotsu made funny noises while crossing their fingers. Just then a car pulled near them. The car had a plate in front of it that read 'star 999.' Bankotsu and Jakotsu got up. "And here comes our favorite," Bankotsu began. "Sesshoumaru Kira," Bankotsu and Jakotsu answered together.

Sesshoumaru got out of the car, waving. Suddenly a crowd of people surrounded him, holding papers and pens. Sesshoumaru gladly gave out autographs. Some people took pictures. Most of them were of Sesshoumaru pushing his hair forward and back behind his ear with his hands.

"Now that is a name of a hero, Kira. Name has its weight. Now do one thing and remove this "Swatafly" from your name and put something like "Kira." then you will see how the shot of your luck gets okay in the first take."

Bankotsu clapped. "Okay. I would change my name today but…" Bankotsu stopped. "You know what mom will say?" Bankotsu plugged his fingers into his ears and closed his eyes.

At Bankotsu's house

"NOOOOOOOOOO."

Bankotsu still had his fingers in his ears. "Oh God, what am I hearing,' Bankotsu's mom began while looking at a picture of God. She seemed to be talking to the picture. Bankotsu put his hands down and pretended to punch the air.

Bankotsu's mom put her hands together and looked up. "My lovely son, my Bankotsu." Bankotsu took off his jacket and threw it on his bed. His mom continued. "He wants to change his name." she turned around to look at Bankotsu. "I ask, what's wrong with this name. We remember your dead father by saying "Bankotsu." We remember the seven by saying "Shichinintai." And…"She stopped talking because Bankotsu now stood in front of her. "And with "Swatafly? We remove flies by saying "Swatafly." Flies."

Bankotsu's mom gasped and put a hand over her mouth. Bankotsu grabbed his mother's arms. "I can live with Bankotsu and Shichinintai. But with "Swatafly" as my name, I can never be a hero. Never." He turned so his back faced his mother. His mom touched his shoulders. "You will my son." Bankotsu turned his head and faced her. "You will surely be a hero. That is what my heart says. And a mother's heart…" she looked up. Bankotsu quickly moved his hands to the side so it seemed like he just threw out garbage. "Oh to Hell with a mother's heart." Kora's hand flew up to her mouth. Bankotsu walked over to the window. "Because I can't be a hero in this lifetime," Bankotsu said while moving his head to the side , looking down, "I'll die doing a job as a junior artist." He pointed to a picture. "Like father."

Kora put on her hand over her mouth and ran to the the picture. "Oh father of Bankotsu Shichinintai, its good that before hearing all this you're dead," she cried dramatically. Bankotsu shook his head. "Gods! Look at how much you're over acting. Now I get why you couldn't become a heroine." He shrugged and sat down on his bed. "What's this? Over acting and me." Then she went to the window and had a dreamy look on her face.

Bankotsu got up and pointed at her. "The truth is…you are a junior artist. Father was a junior artist too." Bankotsu put hi jacket over his shoulders and looked down. "And maybe I'll remain as a junior artist as well." Bankotsu looked down and put his hand up. "Dismissed," he said dramatically.

Bankotsu went out the door. "Bankotsu, stop son." Kora went outside. "I made rice pudding." She crossed her arms over her chest. " Stupid, now he's mad."

Just then Jakotsu came. "What's wrong mom? Why are you standing like this?" Kora slapped the…air. Jakotsu flinched. "Look Jakotsu. Your stupid friend fought with me again. He didn't even stay for rice pudding." Jakotsu gasped. "Not even for rice pudding?

He walked ahead. Kora followed. Jakotsu put his hands loosely on his hips. "Then he must have surely gone to the bridge to see his…girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" Kora asked dramatically.

On the bridge

"Kagome are you fine? Hmmmm…All wells.?" People were passing by but Bankotsu didn't car. "You know why I keep coming to you. Because you're my only strength. You're my courage, my inspiration, my dream." He put his left arm back and then his right. "You are my path and my destination too. You…" Bankotsu put his right arm down and back up again to touch his hair. "Hey…I hope you aren't getting bored. Hmmm? Thanks." Bankotsu smiled and looked at Kagome. Or rather her picture. The picture of Kagome Higurashi on a billboard saying 'Dreamy Girl' by the picture of her face. The billboard stood five inches away from where Bankotsu stood. Bankotsu put his hands in his pockets, shrugging.

"You know, that how good of an actor I am. Mom and Jakotsu also say that I'll be a very big hero but I want to be star just for you. So that I can stand alongside you, and say…" Bankotsu blushed and held his arm out. "Hey…you aren't getting bored right? Thanks." he put his arms down and looked straight ahead.

"This is the best quality of yours. That I keep on talking and you never get bored. You keep on smiling. And yes I know that you are a dream girl with millions of fans. But I know one more thing." Bankotsu pointed at her. Then he put his arms out like he was going to give her a hug. I know now one will love you more than me in this world," Bankotsu said, putting his hands over his chest where his heart was, " and yes. Even of being Kagome Higurashi, if you were Kagome Higurashi super junior artist, I would still be loving you like this."

Bankotsu turned his hands to the other side , up in the air. "Just like this." then he pointed at the picture again. "And you will see, one day we will surely meet." Bankotsu put his hands over his heart once again and smiled.

"And that day isn't far my friend." Bankotsu looked to see who was talking. It was Jakotsu and he brought along Kora. Bankotsu acted nervous. "Oh Jakotsu, mom. When did you come. You didn't say anything either."

"Didn't feel the need," Kora answered him. Kora walked over to where Bankotsu was. "Oh yes. Let me take a look at my daughter-in-law. She's a jewel, a jewel." Bankotsu walked closer to his mom. "Mom…you're too much."

Kora turned her back to Bankotsu and snorted. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Oh…mom, please forgive me today. I spoke nonsense in anger." Bankotsu's mom forgave him quickly. She turned around. "No my son. Don't apologize. It is alright. You'll become a her one day. Your face will be put on a poster just like this. This is what my heart says. A mom's heart says it. And a mother's heart…" Jakotsu interrupted. "That ran for twenty five weeks. Silver trophy."

Bankotsu jabbed him in the stomach with his hand. It was what he used to tell Jakotsu. That when he becomes a star and gets an award for a movie, it would be a golden trophy. His mom would get the silver one for being a junior artist in the movie and also his mom. Jakotsu would bet the bronze one for being his best friend. Bankotsu thought Jakotsu was more important than his mom.

"Shut up. A mom's heart is like that," Bankotsu said copying what Jakotsu had said. "Yes," Kora agreed. "Here you go son. it's a thread from the monk Houshi." She tied the thread on Bankotsu's right hand. "The monk will surely fulfill your desires. You will soon meet Kagome." Kora smiled.

"Really?"

"Of course."

"And this really-of course thing can happen tonight," Jakotsu told Bankotsu.

"Tonight?" What's tonight?"