Stars in Their Eyes
Hi everyone! ^^ How are you? If you have been waiting for 'Sakura no Ai' I have a little story to tell. As I sat down to write Sakura no Ai, my mind became very confused (which is not a hard thing to do… but that is well beside the point), and several different ways of telling the story came to mind. So I put it off, which is really a pity, because I really do like the plot, but no matter how hard I tried it just wouldn't come out right. Then the other day I was listening to my Teen Riot CD and thought, 'What a cool thing it would be to write a fan-fiction set in the 80's.' Well, I quickly ditched the idea because it sounded dumb after I thought about it. But then, my mind kept working through the plot piece by piece by piece…. After a while, I ditched the 80's part and ended up with a plot I have tried before… and failed miserably. However, this time I think it will come out a lot better, and thus, I bring you:
Stars in Their Eyes.
Wish me luck!
Stars in Their Eyes: Chapter One: Heart-Breakers
Yaten sighed deeply as he tried to place the finishing touches on the lyrics of his new song. He'd been working on it for a month now, and it was getting on his nerves that it still wouldn't come out right, no matter how hard he tried.
"I can't take it!" He threw the papers across the room and scowled at them for a long time.
Yaten was nineteen years of age, sarcastic, short tempered, and egotistical to boot. However, his good looks made up for all of his quirks and mis-qualities. He had long silver hair tied into a ponytail at the nape of his neck, and long strands that framed his slender face and extraordinary jade eyes. He was, however, a little on the short side, but it didn't seem to bother him, or any girl that caught sight of his amazing jade eyes.
"You shouldn't be so frustrated, Yaten," A voice spoke calmly from the doorway. Yaten looked up into a pair of indigo eyes, shaded by curly black hair. He scowled at the new man before scowling back at the papers scattered on the floor.
"You try finishing the song, Seiya. It sucks even more then yours do!" He snapped back at the man.
Seiya's eyes narrowed. "Are you trying to say something?"
"Yeah. Your music sucks." Yaten snipped, throwing his hair over his shoulder in a very pompous way.
"Oh, and yours doesn't?" Seiya seethed, his anger reaching the boiling point faster then a speeding train.
"No." Yaten's eyes narrowed at the man. "That's why we're using my songs in the contest, and not your trash."
"You bastard! At least my lyrics come from the heart! You just make up what you think love is! You've never been in real love, and there's no reason why anyone would want to love you anyway, so shut the hell up!" Seiya yelled his voice echoing off the hard walls of the apartment.
Yaten's eyes narrowed again. As much as he hated to believe it… Seiya was right. He'd never been in love, and he doubted he would be in love. His attitude had a tendency to sway girls away from him.
"Shut up." He stood up and walked out of the apartment without another thought.
Seiya had gone too far with his words, pissing him off to an extreme. He glared angrily as he ran down the steps to the busy street below, and glared at two girls as they giggled at his good looks. He didn't need anything like that right now, he wasn't even in the mood to flirt with bubble-brained teenagers.
'Damnit Seiya… you're gonna pay for that… I hope you get run over by fucking Pinto.' He thought as he stormed down the street to the music shop. He might as well run errands while he was out of the apartment, no matter how angry he was.
He walked another block down the city sidewalk, before coming upon the front of a music store. The music store. This was one of the best places to come in the city, and they were the ones to come up with the 'Battle of the Bands' contest.
The 'Battle of the Bands', was exactly that. You entered, and the bands fought it out until three finalists were pulled. Then judges decided who was the best and got a big record deal, and who should be sent back to tacky nightclubs. Needless to say almost every band in town had sent in an application, but only about 60% of them made it to the second stage. One of those bands was The Three Lights.
The Three Lights were going to win, hands down. And it was all thanks to Yaten, because he had talent and the others were just stupid idiots. However… sometimes, even Yaten could get nervous (though he didn't know why), so he checked every week to see what the competition was. So far, there wasn't any.
"Takanori!" He called as the door jingled open.
A man from the counter looked up and nodded. "Yo! Yaten."
Takanori was handsome enough, with medium length blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a voice that could make steel melt. He was the perfect match for any avid boy fan. Not only that, but he was good friends with Yaten, so if you were lucky enough, you got to catch them together. What a sight!
"Hey Yaten! Come to check the stats?" Takanori said as Yaten walked through the isles to the counter.
'Checking the Stats' was a code they cooked up, what it really meant was: 'Are you here to see if there's any competition?' All in all, it worked pretty well.
You may call this lovely maneuver cheating, but if you asked Yaten, he didn't seem to think so. Yaten didn't like to call it 'cheating', per say, but he did call it 'creative entrepreneurship'.
"Yeah," Yaten stated as he approached Takanori. "Anything going on?"
Takanori's voice fell into a low whisper. "It took a month… but you have some competition."
Yaten blinked and he pulled away to stare at Takanori for a moment in surprise. There were rivals… this could prove to be devil's advocate. "Who?"
"A band called Tsukiyasha. They came in and tried out last night… they're really good, Yaten. I'm not sure what to tell you." Takanori looked worried and his eyes darted around the empty store.
"You've got their demo song?" Yaten questioned, his jade eyes going cold.
"Yeah." Takanori reached under the counter and pulled out a burnt CD and a personal CD player. "Give it a shot…"
Yaten didn't waste time as he put it into the CD player. He had to know what was going on, and he had to know what he had to beat.
Strong guitar made Yaten bite his lip in slight worry, but then the vocals came and he began to relax. This band wasn't going to be any good… they were just a bunch of girls.
Your love is like a tidal wave
Spinnin' over my head
Drownin' me and your promises
Better left unsaid
You're the right kind of sinner
To release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner
And you know that you were born to be
You're a…
Heat-breaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker
Don'chu mess around with me
You're a…
Heat-breaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker
Don'chu mess around… no no no!
Your love has set my soul on fire
Burnin' outta control
You taught me the ways of desire
Now it's takin' its toll
You're the right kind of sinner
To release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner
And you know that you were born to be
You're a…
Heat-breaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker
Don'chu mess around with me
You're a…
Heat-breaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker
Don'chu mess around… no no no!
You're the right kind of sinner
To release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner
And you know that you were born to be
You're a…
Heat-breaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker
Don'chu mess around with me
You're a…
Heat-breaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker
Don'chu mess around with me
You're a…
Heat-breaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker
Don'chu mess around with me
Yaten laughed heartily as he took the headphones off and handed the CD back to Takanori. "You were worried about that. They're awful! They're just a bunch of girls messing around with musical instruments. You're crazy Takanori."
Takanori blinked in utter disbelief. Then he looked seriously at Yaten and tried to talk some sense into the boy.
"Yaten… they are really good. So what if they're girls? That doesn't mean that they can be excluded from the competition.
"They should be! How they ever made it past the entry is beyond me."
"You're being too full of yourself, besides, you know as well as I do that performance on stage is about 60% of credibility"
Yaten shrugged, picking up a catalog on the counter. "Yeah, and?"
"They are ama-"
Takanori was cut off as his eyes darted forward toward the front door and locked with some unknown object. Yaten then busied himself by mentally commenting on how stupid Takanori looked at the moment. His cheeks had flared red suddenly and he felt into an awe-full silence. What could make Takanori look like such a complete fool?
"Taka-kun!" The silence was broken, as a sweet and innocent voice resounded from the front door.
Yaten rolled his eyes at the sound, it was probably someone belonging to the 'Takanori Fan Club'. That was about the last thing he needed… or was it. Maybe he should hang around a flirt a little… after all, a good flirt always did make him feel better. Even if it was with a bubble head.
He turned and looked at what had caught Takanori's breath, and for a sheer second, Yaten's own breath was caught. She was beautiful! With long blonde hair like liquid sunshine, and blue eyes the shone as clear and bright as they sky on a cloudless summer day. Not only that… but she had a figure that could give the porno stars a run for their money.
"Taka-kun!" She called again, her voice cheerful and light… yet oddly, it was strangely familiar. Now where had Yaten heard that voice before…?
"Have Rei's guitar strings come it yet? Cause if I have to hear her bitch and moan any more, I swear I'll beat her ass into a pulp." The girl walked up to the counter and looked sternly at Takanori.
He just smiled in response. "Let me check the back. I'll see if they've come in yet." He turned and excited out a door behind the counter, into the storage room.
The girl turned to face Yaten and blinked. "You look familiar, do I know you?"
Yaten decided flirting might be fun on this dreary day… so let's have some fun!
He shrugged calmly. "I don't know… in your dreams?" He let his hair fall softly over his eyes, as he looked at her. The effect was a very innocent, yet oddly exotic and seductive. It was a look that could make a weak woman fall to her knees in an instant.
Her cheeks turned redder then a sack of overripe tomatoes. She turned her eyes away from him for a moment, then looked back into Yaten's jade ones with care, letting a slow smile slip across her own pink lips. "Maybe… aren't I in yours?"
Yaten had never been approached like this and it caught him off guard, sending an instant hormonal reaction which allowed his capillaries on the sides of his cranial area to open up, in response to this, his ectoderm layer of his skin turned crimson with fresh oxygen-filled blood.
AKA: Yaten was blushing.
"What's your name?" She asked, her voice slow and sultry, leaning against the counter and looking at him through her long eyelashes at him.
Yaten gave a start, he wasn't going to let this get out of control. He was dominant! And dominant he will remain! He leaned over toward her and smiled, slow and easy, as if this whole thing was a dance, carefully choreographed to unheard music.
"Yaten. And your is…?"
The girl gave a slow start as her cheeks turned pink again. Yaten was back in control, and he was going to remain in control.
"Tsukino… Usagi." She looked as though she weren't sure what to say next, but she didn't have to say anything because Takanori appeared from the back room.
"Here you go, Usagi." He handed her the strings she had ordered last week.
"Arigatou, Taka-kun." Usagi said softly, her eyes falling quickly away from the jade ones in Yaten's handsome face. She had never lost when it came to the game of flirting… but now she had. What was so special about this man compared to others?
She looked back into Takanori's blue eyes, and felt comforted. She knew she would always have him whipped. "Can I have some manuscript paper too?"
"Sure, what do you want? Treble, Bass, Blank? Book or Loose?"
"I need a loose packet of each… thanks…"
"Sure…" He went to the back, then returned in a second with three stacks of packaged manuscript paper.
"Thanks, what's my price?" She asked as she put her purse on the counter and pulled out her wallet.
"85,005," Takanori said as he put her stuff in a bag for her.
"Ouch, what a dent. Rei better pay me back or I'll be on her ass." Usagi pulled out the money and took her things from Takanori. "Thanks, a lot. Taka-kun."
"Sure, Oh, Usagi?" He asked before she turned away.
"Hmm?"
'Oooh, this is gonna be great! Takanori's gonna ask if she'll go on a date with him…' Yaten thought to himself, anxiously awaiting for Takanori to make a total ass of himself.
Takanori pulled a red folder from under the counter. "Sorry, but we had to switch your time and places. We got one last entry last night."
"Oh? Who from?"
"Some lame-ass band called Eugene's Under-Pants. Don't ask me why boss let them in. They sucked to me." Takanori shrugged. "But here are your new places and times."
"Hey thanks for letting us know. I'll tell the girls about it." She smiled brightly at him.
"Sure. Not an issue. I'll see you at Bombshell's on Friday then, ne?" He asked.
"Yeah. I'll even buy you a drink, Taka-kun!" She winked at him.
"Ja ne!" He said, smiling dumbly.
"Ja ne, Taka-kun!" She winked at him one more time before walking out the door.
Yaten turned and looked at Takanori. "She's in the Battle of the Bands?" He asked, nonchalantly.
"Mm-hm… Take a good look, Yaten." Takanori said as he watched her retreating silhouette. "That, right there, is the lead singer to Tsukiyasha."
Yay! First chapter up and running! I am so proud of myself! I have some end-of-chapter announcements:
1) The song is owned by Pat Bentar and her crazy band. It's called: Heartbreaker (not the crappy one that what's-her'butt did… oh yeah, that crazy Mariah Carey -_-;;;)
2) Tsukiyasha = Moon-Demon (Tsuki= moon / Yasha= female demon)
3) I don't own Sailor Moon
4) Or The Three Lights
5) I DO own Takanori and all his attractive qualities. He-he…
6) And I own Eugene's Under-Pants
7) Yaten is so sexy… ^^
8) Please Review… I'll be anxiously waiting!