ryohei = the drummer
Apr. 21st, 2009 01:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8cha"It's the least I can do, for my li'l bro's band." Dino ruffles Tsuna's hair, earning a thwap to the head from Tsuna's manager. "Ow, hey, Reborn..." Dino rubbed the spot where Reborn had hit him, where already a lump was beginning to grow.
"Do you know how long it took make up to get his hair to stay put?" Reborn questioned coldly, his hand twitching into his black jacket. Tsuna laughed nervously, hoping to defuse the situation before Reborn could go for the gun. Despite knowing how deadly Reborn was with his gun, Dino hardly looked as worried as the situation merited. "I-I'll just head to ma-"
"Naw, you guys are going to be on in a sec." Dino pointed at hte clock. "And hey, your hair looks good like that, very styling." Dino tossed in a wink at the end of his statement, though Tsuna was pretty sure it was to people who were behind him. Tsuna was proved right when Hibari, Clams and Tunas' bassist, pushed Tsuna out of the way and stormed by.
"Stop blocking the hallway." Hibari's fingers tightened around the neck of the bass, seconds away from slamming it into someone's face and ruining someone's dental records and the really expensive instrument.
"Kyouuuuuuuuya!" Dino turned and followed Hibari down the hallway, barely noticing the furtive way his assistant Romario followed. "Always so cold to your music teacher..."
"You're not my teacher." Hibari snapped, the bickering voice fading into the distance. Tsuna sighed. He'd never wanted to be a rockstar...Reborn cleared his throat, and Tsuna knew he was going to geeeeeeeeeeet it, when suddenly an arm wrapped around his neck and yanked him back against a familiar skinny chest. "TENTH! C'mon! We gotta get to the stage before that idiot!"
Gokudera began dragging Tsuna off, nearly choking him, and only walked faster when Yamamoto, the second guitarist, chuckled and asked 'what idiot?'
"Do you know how long it took make up to get his hair to stay put?" Reborn questioned coldly, his hand twitching into his black jacket. Tsuna laughed nervously, hoping to defuse the situation before Reborn could go for the gun. Despite knowing how deadly Reborn was with his gun, Dino hardly looked as worried as the situation merited. "I-I'll just head to ma-"
"Naw, you guys are going to be on in a sec." Dino pointed at hte clock. "And hey, your hair looks good like that, very styling." Dino tossed in a wink at the end of his statement, though Tsuna was pretty sure it was to people who were behind him. Tsuna was proved right when Hibari, Clams and Tunas' bassist, pushed Tsuna out of the way and stormed by.
"Stop blocking the hallway." Hibari's fingers tightened around the neck of the bass, seconds away from slamming it into someone's face and ruining someone's dental records and the really expensive instrument.
"Kyouuuuuuuuya!" Dino turned and followed Hibari down the hallway, barely noticing the furtive way his assistant Romario followed. "Always so cold to your music teacher..."
"You're not my teacher." Hibari snapped, the bickering voice fading into the distance. Tsuna sighed. He'd never wanted to be a rockstar...Reborn cleared his throat, and Tsuna knew he was going to geeeeeeeeeeet it, when suddenly an arm wrapped around his neck and yanked him back against a familiar skinny chest. "TENTH! C'mon! We gotta get to the stage before that idiot!"
Gokudera began dragging Tsuna off, nearly choking him, and only walked faster when Yamamoto, the second guitarist, chuckled and asked 'what idiot?'
