Klavier Gavin

You would think that I, being a rock star (and prosecutor), would not need any wishes, ja?

I already have many things – that is the beauty of making large amounts of cash, is it not? One of a kind guitars, my Hog, not to mention the many beautiful Fräuleins who swoon over me if I do so much as wink at them. All of these, of course, are the products of what I've made for myself. I wasn't born into stardom, obviously. I had a wealthy family, I'll give you that, and as such we could afford many things that other people could not. Even so, I still had to put effort into what I did, and the result of my effort is my life in the present.

The life of a star is luxurious, ja? And most of the time, I am satisfied with what I have.

Yet, sometimes, I wonder what it would be like to lead a normal life.

It's not that I don't enjoy the attention – I love it, actually. It's just that, at times, it can become overwhelming, especially when I'm having a bad day. If I make even one wrong move, I could be saying Auf Wiedersehen to my reputation. The media jumps at everything and anything I do, so if I'm caught doing something I "should not" be doing, it ends up in the papers.

"Rock Star Caught Red Handed With Red Suited Lawyer!" end quote.

Ach, that was a little silly, but I believe I have made my point, ja?

Normal people do not realize how lucky they are. They're able to step outside and do whatever their hearts desire without fear of being judged by hundreds of thousands of people nationwide. They need not worry about how they present themselves, or about a schedule they need to follow. No autograph sessions, CD signings, overly publicized award shows or grand concerts that need to be attended.

They are carefree, and during the times where I wish I could escape my life, I envy them.

But how could a rock star like me be envious of his fans?

Well, the life of a star isn't all it's made out to be.

So you want to know my wish?

I wish that, even for one day, I could sleep in for however long I wanted to. To walk around outside in a shirt and sweatpants and not be judged - that I'd blend in with the crowds. That for one day, there would be no screaming fans across the street.

That there would be no Klavier Gavin, lead vocalist of the Gavinners. Just Klavier Gavin, the prosecutor.

Just me, the law, and the world at large.


A/N: Thanks to the people who've read this so far. I'm planning on an update every one or two days, so please look forward to that! As always, reviews are appreciated (: I'd love to know how I could improve.