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Oct. 8th, 2007 11:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaNiou frowned when he entered the silent gymnasium.
Well, mostly silent, there was idle chatter occurring in groups, but it definitely wasn’t the loud party Niou’d signed up for. What was the point of getting a dance organized if no dance occurred? It would mean Niou had pretended to have school spirit for nothing! Spotting the tightly clustered group of tennis club regulars, surrounded by a less organized group of non-regulars, Niou sauntered over and elbowed his way in between Marui and Jackal.
Marui elbowed back.
“What’s going on?” Niou asked when Yukimura’s sigh put an immediate end to Niou and Marui’s impromptu elbow war.
Kirihara glanced from side to side, obviously making sure no one else was going to spill the beans. The poor kid looked like he was going to pop though, and most of Rikkai was okay with letting Kirihara tell Niou the disappointing news. “Niou-senpai! The band got taken away! By policemen!”
“They were arrested for possession.” Yagyuu stated calmly, pushing up his eye glasses in a way that caught the low light of the room and flashed it directly into Niou’s eyes. That was one part of being Yagyuu Niou’d never managed.
“…that explains things.” Like the glares Niou had gotten when he sauntered in. It wasn’t his fault the student council had hired a druggy band, Niou hadn’t been anywhere near their papers during the planning of the dance. Well, not near the ones about the band anyway. “Can’t really have a dance without music though.”
Sanada grunted, his face even more in shadow then usual, all Niou could see was the sharp line of Sanada’s jaw moving when he spoke. “We should all leave.”
“Genichirou.” Yanagi’s voice was quiet, deep, and obviously meant to be listened to. Sanada’s grumbling halted, but Niou watched in amusement as the other’s jaw worked back and forth as Sanada ground his teeth.
“The student body did pay for a dance…” Yukimura sighed, looking for all the world like a kindly effeminate boy, until you looked into his eyes. Right now the look Yukimura was giving Niou stated quite plainly that he thought Niou should fix things. In fact the look read ‘fix it’ in large neon letters.
Niou’s look back read ‘way ahead of you’ in sloppily written katakana.
“Hey. Seaweed head.” Niou motioned for Kirihara to step closer. Kirihara did, with obvious reluctance. “You remember those switches I showed you and told you that buchou wouldn’t let you play with them? Well, it’s your lucky day, because he’s going to let you play with them.” Kirihara’s face lit up, like the dance floor was going to when Kirihara got to the light switches, and he glanced back at Yukimura for assurance. Yukimura gave one short nod, smiling slightly wider when Kirihara bounded off and Jackal trudged behind him.
“The band’s stuff’s still on the stage right?” Niou glanced again to make sure. Yep, drum, bass, guitar, it was all there. “I’m on drums since I’m the only one who can hold a beat.”
“I’ll play the guitar.” Yagyuu nodded, like he would play anything else. Everyone knew about Yagyuu’s weekly guitar lessons. Only Niou knew about the riffs Yagyuu could play like a pro, but everyone else was probably going to find out shortly.
Marui popped a bubble, wiggling his fingers in the air. “I know how to play bass.”
Niou quirked an eyebrow in surprise. He’d figured he’d give that to Sanada and just have the big lug fake it. “…really?”
Marui smirked and blew yet another bubble. “Tensai, remember?”
“….right.” Hoping to god Marui could at least fake playing bass Niou turned to grin at the remaining regulars. “Now, what should we do about vocals…”
Oh goodie, the chance to embarrass Sanada was still there.
Marui elbowed back.
“What’s going on?” Niou asked when Yukimura’s sigh put an immediate end to Niou and Marui’s impromptu elbow war.
Kirihara glanced from side to side, obviously making sure no one else was going to spill the beans. The poor kid looked like he was going to pop though, and most of Rikkai was okay with letting Kirihara tell Niou the disappointing news. “Niou-senpai! The band got taken away! By policemen!”
“They were arrested for possession.” Yagyuu stated calmly, pushing up his eye glasses in a way that caught the low light of the room and flashed it directly into Niou’s eyes. That was one part of being Yagyuu Niou’d never managed.
“…that explains things.” Like the glares Niou had gotten when he sauntered in. It wasn’t his fault the student council had hired a druggy band, Niou hadn’t been anywhere near their papers during the planning of the dance. Well, not near the ones about the band anyway. “Can’t really have a dance without music though.”
Sanada grunted, his face even more in shadow then usual, all Niou could see was the sharp line of Sanada’s jaw moving when he spoke. “We should all leave.”
“Genichirou.” Yanagi’s voice was quiet, deep, and obviously meant to be listened to. Sanada’s grumbling halted, but Niou watched in amusement as the other’s jaw worked back and forth as Sanada ground his teeth.
“The student body did pay for a dance…” Yukimura sighed, looking for all the world like a kindly effeminate boy, until you looked into his eyes. Right now the look Yukimura was giving Niou stated quite plainly that he thought Niou should fix things. In fact the look read ‘fix it’ in large neon letters.
Niou’s look back read ‘way ahead of you’ in sloppily written katakana.
“Hey. Seaweed head.” Niou motioned for Kirihara to step closer. Kirihara did, with obvious reluctance. “You remember those switches I showed you and told you that buchou wouldn’t let you play with them? Well, it’s your lucky day, because he’s going to let you play with them.” Kirihara’s face lit up, like the dance floor was going to when Kirihara got to the light switches, and he glanced back at Yukimura for assurance. Yukimura gave one short nod, smiling slightly wider when Kirihara bounded off and Jackal trudged behind him.
“The band’s stuff’s still on the stage right?” Niou glanced again to make sure. Yep, drum, bass, guitar, it was all there. “I’m on drums since I’m the only one who can hold a beat.”
“I’ll play the guitar.” Yagyuu nodded, like he would play anything else. Everyone knew about Yagyuu’s weekly guitar lessons. Only Niou knew about the riffs Yagyuu could play like a pro, but everyone else was probably going to find out shortly.
Marui popped a bubble, wiggling his fingers in the air. “I know how to play bass.”
Niou quirked an eyebrow in surprise. He’d figured he’d give that to Sanada and just have the big lug fake it. “…really?”
Marui smirked and blew yet another bubble. “Tensai, remember?”
“….right.” Hoping to god Marui could at least fake playing bass Niou turned to grin at the remaining regulars. “Now, what should we do about vocals…”
Oh goodie, the chance to embarrass Sanada was still there.
