Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Last Song ❯ News Flash: Harajuku is having a major fashion show ( Chapter 4 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Boots." Says the taller male. Watching out for Hiei who just swaggered past him, he snaps his fingers when seeing the shirt the male is wearing. "Favorite jeans." He grabs them from the dresser. "I wonder for how long we're gonna be in Tokyo- like indefinetly?" He asks his best friend.

"Mr. Sawada didn't say so, just that we needed songs and shit within three days." Dropping his suit case by the door, he goes back into the bedroom to get an extra pillow from his futon. This is the smaller one, he feels better sleeping on his own things when on the plane rather than pillows that have been passed to who knows who. "That's everything I'm bringing, are you ready to go Kuro?"

"Just one last thing." Says his room mate grabbing a small carry case for Bayuu.

Seeing this, Hiei opens his mouth to object. "They're not gonna let you bring that thing on the plane."

"It's not a thing, this is our mascot." He smiles at his beloved pet. "Besides, people bring pets on planes all the time- duh. We just need to make sure that Sawada jr. gets us a place that takes pets."

"We're a little young to be demanding things of him so early on." Hoisting his bag over his shoulder, he slips on his sneakers then opens the door going into the hall.

"Fuck you." Picking up the case, he grabs his suit case as well then follows Hiei to the elevator. Seeing that Hiei went completely mute the moment the elevator started moving telling Kuronue his attitude was a little more than where the group mascot was gonna stay with them or not. Nudging him with his elbow, he asks. "What's up? You're not having second thoughts are you?"

"No."

"Then what?"

"Tokyo." He closes his eyes. "I just.... I wanna know if this isn't gonna land us in the same place we are now in the end- its not gonna be ripped away like it never happened and we'll be bankrupt and out on our asses in the big city."

"Hiei. I'd never let that happen to us- Koenma and Yusuke," he teases. Chuckling, he sets his things down to wrap his arms around the male. "Come on. Since we met, when have I ever let you down?"

Hiei knew Kuronue was right with that. He has always looked out for him since his family came here. He can at least trust him to be there when the chips are down. Raising an arm to hug back, he nods. "You're right. Let's get out there and be the best."

"That's the spirit."

The elevator sounded for exits or entry with a quick 'ding' and the two got off. Tickets paid for the yet to be rock band climbed on and headed for Tokyo. Half a day on a plane and they arrive at the airport mid-afternoon. Tokyo is much different than Kochi by far. People are practically piggy backing through the terminal they're walking so close to one another. Through the crowd Yusuke spots a well dressed man holding a sign with Hiei's name on it.

"Hey, I think our ride is with that guy." He points.

Waiting out their luggage the four check that they have every bag and that everything is still within it as they packed it then they walked through the crowd to the driver.

"This is sweet." Yusuke hurried ahead of them. "I've never been in a limo before." He climbs inside then pokes his head from the sun roof. "There's so much room in here."

"Can you stop acting like a country bumpkin for one minute." Comments Koenma with an embarrassed hand up to shield his face as he climbs in. "You're gonna get us laughed right out of the city." Though his eyes show that he's rather impressed with the size of the limo on the inside as well.

The other two members climb in and the driver shuts the door. The car pulls away from the airport taking them to where they assume are KISS records multi-million dollar tower. The four of them have their attention out the window taking in every inch of the city that is showing itself to them on the drive over. Its just to surreal to be in Tokyo. The big city! No, the city of ALL cities.

Shaking the senses back into himself, Hiei adjust his sitting position to face forward. "Alright, enough site seeing. We have to look over the songs." Slapping Yusuke on the arm to get him to pay attention, he then reaches into his bag to pull out the three songs he's worked on. They had decided during dinner who would do what amount and he and Koenma got stuck with three while Kuronue and Yusuke only did two since Koenma thinks that they have less experience with it. "Is anyone not finished because I have left over words from some songs that might work with yours."

"All I need is a chorus for one but aside from that," Yusuke hands over his notepad. "I did alright."

Flipping through it he furrowed his brows at some of the titles but then again he didn't really expect for his friend to finish them in time. "Koenma?"

"Mine are in perfect order. You can read them over yourself." He hands the book over to their vocalist. "I made sure to word them as you would sing them rather than what I would sing."

The drummer laughed nervously hearing that. "You mean there's a difference?"

"Don't worry about it, I'll fix them." Mutters Hiei reading over the pianists words. They're actually really good! They should have gotten Koenma to write for them a long time ago. "Kuro?"

With a hard sigh, he digs out some loose paper handing them over to the shorter male. "You probably won't like mine."

Cocking a curious brow as to why the male would say something like that, he reads the titles. "....Adolecent sex..... The scent of you." Nodding, he looks at his friend with question then asks. "Why not just get out there and break into a slew of moans while I'm at it."

"Couldn't hurt us." Shrugs the male, attention back out the window as the car pulls to a stop.

The side door opens and the band climbs out being greeted by a short female, looking to be in her mid-twenties, hair pulled into a shiny almost receading hair-line of a bun. Finger shoving her very thick, black rimmed glasses to her face, the very stereo type of a secretary said in a pinched tone.

"Come with me, please."

Following her into the lobby of the building their eyes flicker back and forth looking at this wall and that, posters of talent under their management smile back at them. They can hear music coming from open doors as they make their way down the hall glancing into each one they pass.

"This is so cool." Whispers Yusuke. "Look at all these big names.... Misha Yumi, Haru Tachibana, Noami Yoshikawa."

Freezing in his pace to avoid hitting the person that stands before them, Hiei snickers. "Hn. They shouldn't make these posters look so real; I can almost swear I'm looking right at that ugly ape Kuwabara."

Huge grin spreading across the red heads face, he plants his fist to his hips then leans back laughing. "Well if it isn't the appetizer from the run down bar in Matsuyama. Hey shrimp, I heard they were bringing in new talent, did you guys sign up to be their roadies when they tour with me?"

"We might have to tour with you?" Kuronue vomits the words out.

"No way! You're seriously the new guys Ichigo was talking about?"

Slapped in the face by the use of the mans first name, Yusuke repeats. "Ichigo?"

"Well, I can't really be too shocked by his sons decision, after all; he is just starting out in the business. I should wish you guys good luck instead of pick on you, after all you're gonna need a lot of help from me if you're opening for one of the hottest names on the Japanese lips these days."

"Hey diahrea-of-the-mouth, your pants are ringing." Grabbing his friend by the upper arm, Yusuke pushes past the red head to continue after the secretary that practically abandoned them in the hall.

Kuwabara answered his phone while keeping a steady gaze on them as they disppear down the hall.

"Weeellll, its looks like my hicks from the sticks have finally made it here." Says Shin as the band takes a seat in his office.

The room is just as nicely decorated as one would expect from someone important. Fake plants in pots, large windows, solid and expensive wood holding up a thick glass desk, a comfortable bright red couch with a white carpeted floor. The room itself would make their apartments cry in a small huddle and it still wouldn't match the size of this room.

"How are you enjoying Tokyo so far? Was it a good ride?"

"Yeah. This place is bigger than we would have guessed."

Shin didn't really want a response to that and brushed it off by changing subject from the Urameshi boy. "Did you write your songs?"

"Yeah. Just one needs a chorus but its easily written." Explains Hiei before the male can say anything negative about it.

Shin waved a hand to that statement. "I'm glad you could do your homework and so quickly at that, but sorry to burst your bubbles boys, you won't be needing them."

Taken aback, Hiei asks while trying to keep his voice from snapping. "Can I ask why not?"

"I already have someone writing songs for you, that's 'why not'."

Raising his hand, Kuronue plasters on a fake smile. "Someone is gonna write our songs for us? Then why did you need us to write these." He juts his thumb to the pile of papers in Hiei's hand.

"Because a master always wants his pet to perform tricks for him."

The group glared at the man who just burst out laughing. "I'm sorry. Its just so easy to mess with new talent." He runs a hand through his dye job of red hair. "Seriously. The reason you'll be singing the songs I give you is because I know what music is popular right now, when you make it bigger than you can sing your style of music. Until then," he shrugs. "What can I tell you." Snapping his fingers the secretary seems to morph from beyond the walls but there is a thin door behind the mans desk.

"Here you are Mr. Yeoh." She hands the sheets and music to the male. "Mr. Sawada would like for you to have these learned by Thursday."

Nodding, Hiei looks over the songs.

"I trust we don't have any problems with this?"

They all shake their heads.

"Good." He snaps his fingers again. "This is the address of where you'll be living while you're here." He explains the piece of paper and map that his secretary has handed them. "I trust you to find it alright."

"Find it?" Questions Kuronue. "Why can't your driver take us?"

"You just answered your own question, which is because he's my driver and I need him right now." Standing, the woman fixes his tie before brushing a hand down the collar of his blue suit. "Besides, you need to get to know the city and this is the best way. Everything is taken care of, you'll find your pay in the mailbox when you get there. Dismissed."

The four leave the building scared half to death at the thought of getting lost. But they do have a map and address so its not like its a chicken chase or anything.

"Hiei," says Yusuke. "We gonna walk it, or what?"

"We walk. Sawada wants up to prove ourselves so we will." Stiffening his back, he moves into the crowd of people. "How hard could it be?"

.....................

"This is just fucking great!" Shouts Yusuke, hands dramatically in his hair. "I thought it was a cake walk Hiei? 'How hard could it be' he says. We must have been out here for hours!"

A bundle of passersby shot an uncertain eye at the loud teen who just crumpled his self to the ground on his knees. Hiei looked over the map with distain.

"Maybe we should have taken a left." He comments.

"Or maybe we should just swallow our pride and ask for directions." Says the drummer standing back up.

That made Kuronue break into a scoff of a laugh. "Right. And do you wanna be the one to do that little drummer boy?"

"Wha- me? Hell no." He looked like someone were about to attack him with the way he held his hands up in defense. "Why not Hiei? He's the one who got us lost."

"No chance in hell. I just need to look at the map a little more." He turns the thing in another direction pressuming their problem was from holding the large paper in the wrong direction.

"Why not Koenma?" Says Kuronue to the noticably quiet boy. "Did you hope we'd forget about you baby face?"

"I was kind of hoping you did. But why should I humiliate myself by asking for help? All we need to do is take a cab?"

"Uh huh." With a knowing smirk Kuronue shoves his hands into his dark blue jeans. "And do you have the kind of money that will get us from here to there on you?"

Running over the cash he brought with him he'd be mocked for sure when the taxi only takes them one block up if that much. "Why not Yusuke? He's the one complaining and he's by far cuter than me."

"My ass." Says said boy.

"Hn. More like you're just an ass." He cast a dark eye on his band members. Baring his teeth, he snatches the address from Hiei. "Just give me the damn address."

"Way to go Koenma!" Yusuke pumped a cheerleaders fist in the air, the other hand megaphoning his voice.

"Yeah, yeah. Fuck you too." He shoves the first door he comes across open then walks inside. Seeing a blue ponytail dangling before a crouched body in front of a giggling child within her grasp, he clears his throat. "Excuse me, I need help with some directions, if you will?"

When the girl turned around Koenma dropped his jaw clean to the alphabet block carpeted floor. Her big pink eyes blinked at the sudden intrution into the- day care? Judging by the amount of toys and kids within the well-sized room it is just that.

"Directions?" Asks a voice cuter than the face, she has a slight accent behind her words like she may be from Okinawa or Kyoto. "Sure, where is that you're going?"

"To a-... its to-..." Crap. What happened to his voice?!

The woman takes the paper from his hand then looks it over. With bright eyes flashing, she grins before laughing out. "I know where this is! I live right across the street actually. If you've got twenty minutes I'm almost off work, I can give you a lift."

"Oh we-... I..."

Chuckling, she turns, long blue ponytail swinging like her hips weren't enough distraction. "I'll take that as a yes." Handing a crying child a grahm cracker as if the toddler needed anymore snacks, she looks over her shoulder at the stammering male then says. "Unless you'd like to help out- which I don't think the parents would like too much, you can get something to eat while you wait."

"I mean, what I meant to say is that I'm not alone. I have three other friends with me."

"That's no problem, I've got a van so unless your friends are fat enough to cover for four they should fit quite comfortably with us."

"Ahahahaha!" He laughed a lot louder than he wanted to. Clearing his throat he blushed when the girl laughed. "I should be going then- to wait I mean."

"Okay." When Koenma heads for the door, the woman stops him with a 'wait'. When he turns around she stands and says curtly. "My name is Botan."

"Koenma."

"Nice to meet you Koenma, welcome to Japan."

"Thanks." He opens the door. "It was nice meeting you too."

With a wave following after him, the second oldest teen floats back over to his restlessly waiting friends. Questioning looks are shot his way as they see the dream stricken look within his brownish gold eyes.

"You get the directions?" Asks Yusuke.

"Better, I got us a ride."

Laughing, he smacks the male on the back. "Alright Koenma! See, that's why you're the face. If we could put Hiei's voice in your throat we'd be millionares by Monday."

"Whatever." Says the shorter male, mostly because his friend is an idiot.

"So where's the ride?"

"She said she isn't getting off work yet, we have to wait a half hou-..."

"Wait, wait, wait. She?! You got us a ride from a she?"

"Woman have cars too."

"Hn. And I'll bet you'd love the ride."

"Damn it Yusuke! She's a nice girl that works at the daycare right over there and she was kind enough to give us a ride, so you'd better be nice."

"Alright, I didn't mean to insult the future Mrs. Daioh." He rolls his eyes.

"What are we supposed to do for a half hour?" Ask Kuronue.

"Let's get something to eat; we can at least afford something cheap."

"I saw golden arches not to far back." He juts his thumb that way.

"Thank god." Kuronue holds an arm over his non-existant girth then rubs it. "Let's eat." He already starts down the street.

"Hope we can find it," he smirks mischieviously. "Wouldn't want lover boy fawning over half of Tokyo."

"Will you shut up!"

Yusuke only laughed as he placed his hands on the back of his head.

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The band is eating big macs and chicken sandwiches while chatting about nothing. Hiei is looking over the lyrics and sheet music that Mr. Sawada has given them, playing the melody in his head as he mouths the words. Seeing this, Kuronue winks at Yusuke to get his attention and the other male watches as the pale guitarist takes a frie from his tray then sticks it to the shorter boys mouth. The two of them laughed when Hiei took two unknowing bites before smacking whatever was stuck in his mouth away.

"Will you cut it out!" He growls. "I'm trying to look over the songs we're doing."

In mock offense, Kuronue rolls his eyes. "Excuse us."

"I don't get why we can't sing our own songs. It doesn't make any sense I thought that this is what being in a band was all about. We sing our own music and lyrics."

The three of them laugh at their young friends logic.

"Something funny about being sell outs?"

Waving a hand before his face, Yusuke retorts with. "Hiei this is normal. Everyone knows that you have to be your labels song bird bitch until you're able to do your own stuff. It's almost first grade in the music industry. We'll just have to kick so much ass with these songs we'll be able to sing ours faster when the next album comes out."

"First smart thing he's said all day." Comments Koenma, checking his watch. "We should get ready to go, Botan will be waiting in five minutes."

"You heard the man, his woman is waiting and he will not let his record be blemished." Getting up from his seat, he shoves it back under the table. "Just make sure I'm best man, okay."

"Give it a rest Yusuke." Groans Kuronue walking to the door with one hand shoving Hiei's back to keep the distracted male moving.

Just as they walk up the street where they assumed the young woman would be waiting they see her walk out of the daycare waving a hand to the last child to be picked up. Turning her gaze at the on coming crowd she spots Koenma. Smiling, she heads over to them.

"I hope you weren't waiting here the whole time, that would be kind of awkward for you."

"Naah, we went to get something to eat." Explained Yusuke looking the girl up and down. She's a cute one alright but nothing to get flustered over that was for sure.

"I'm parked in the lot back here. Come on."

The nameless band follows after the girl between an alley way to the other side of the street where a large parking complex lay before them. The sun vanished under the large levels of concrete as they walked up two rows and down then they reached the girls burgandy mini-van.

"Ta-da! Nice isn't it? Got it cleaned just this morning. Maybe me cleaning it was some kind of sign that I was going to be giving someone a lift because I don't usually get my car washed during the week." Pressing the alarm off, she unlocks the doors then climbs in.

The others do the same and after she adjust the rear view mirror they're on their way to the new apartment; Botan talking to them the entire way.

The sun was as good as gone by the time they stepped into their rather large living place. It has a living room, kitchen- separate mind you, with a fully stocked fridge of at least some drinks for them, mostly soda's and fruit drinks. Three bedrooms which would have posed as a problem for any other four member group but Hiei and Kuronue have been sharing one for ages now and didn't mind bunking together again. They provided everything for them but back up dancers and fangirls screaming for their numbers. With suitcases barely unpacked, and nothing but lunch in their guts the four of them payed their empty stomaches no mind as they crashed on the fluffy beds placed in the apartment for them. Mr. Sawada said they'd be networking tomorrow, getting their name out there which in itself poses as a problem since they don't in fact have one.

Eyes snapped open from each member of the band as if they all had a dream about what tomorrow will be like which made them all undrestand that. "We're gonna need a name." They mutter to theirselves.