I know I forgot to mention this on the previous chapter...

Rin and co. are all sixteen. (ahaha, I'm so forgetful /shot)

Enjoy~ ;)

Chapter Two: Electro

(Normal POV)

The entire stadium was spilling with fans and stalkers. The audience screamed in anticipation for the next performance to start. According to the schedule, there would be surprise guests coming to sing for them. What set apart these 'guests' and the other performers was the fact that the people already knew who they were. Ask anyone from the front to the back, and they'd be willing to tell you.

The people were already cheering for their idols even though no one was onstage.

"Len, please sing my favorite, 'Kokoro Kiseki'!" One girl among the audience screamed, waving a colorful banner that read 'Imma huge fan!'

"No, sing 'Spice!'" Another girl shrieked at the top of her lungs, with her fingers tightly clamped onto the edges of the stage.

"Rei, sing 'Meltdown'!"

"Lui, you have to sing 'World is Mine'! I love you!"

The stage, which was brightly lit by blinding lights, remained empty despite the pleading of the fans. The MC stepped onto it, and the crowd booed at his appearance. He was a rather plump person, and was perspiring like crazy. He nervously tested the microphone before stuttering.

"Sorry for the delay, folks, but it seems like the band Electro will be held back for another five minutes," he said in a quavering voice. "They've had an, ahem, minor accident..."

The people didn't seem very pleased with the news. They shouted and yelled, even throwing some shoes onto the stage. Others followed suit, and soon the entire stadium was filled with flying shoes. The MC squeaked and ran to the comfort of the backstage.

"I didn't know they would be so hyped about Electro," he muttered to another man inside, adjusting his tie. "Kids nowadays seem to have it good…"

His partner laughed. "If the fans like 'em, they like 'em, can't change anythin' about that." He flicked some switches on the walls, and more lights flickered on, temporarily stopping the enraged mob from climbing onto the stage.

Both men turned when a loud thumpcame from behind the back door. Three boys rushed in, panting and gasping for breath as they dragged their heavy instruments inside. The MC shot them a dirty look. "What took you so long? Your fans are going insane!"

A blonde-haired boy scowled at his words. "I just had to pen down my latest idea about—"

"Oh, don't give me that!" The MC snapped. "Get your sorry butts into the spotlight!"

"Sure, dad," a black haired boy muttered loudly enough to be heard. All three boys then shoved the red velvet curtains aside and soon the flashing lights enveloped them.

Seeing the trio, the crowd stopped rampaging immediately and waved their banners, screaming at the top of their lungs. The boys gave each other glances and signaled the time to start.

"Yo, Electro is in the house!" The blonde haired boy shouted into the microphone, causing the girls in the audience to shriek and sigh dreamily. He had a dark blue jacket and a white shirt coupled with dark denim jeans. He was the leader. "Sorry for the hold up! I'm Len Kagamine! And my best buddies are…"

Len motioned to the boy on his left. An orange haired boy smiled brightly and innocently at the audience. He had two shirts on, one white and the other red. He had simple three-quarter pants and held a shiny black guitar in his hands. He was wearing a headset on his ears. His hazel brown eyes sparkled as if he was excited. This boy, if not introduced properly, would be mistaken for being too young to be on stage; by the way he waved at the crowd like a child.

"Lui Hibiki," Len said, and pointed to the black haired boy at his right.

"And Rei Honne," Len added. He had a black singlet on him, and a gold chain necklace dangled from his neck. On his hands were black gloves where he securely held a red guitar. He had slit jeans and army boots. Anyone who saw him would probably run off in fright or conclude that he was a gangster by the way he stared at the audience with his deep yellow eyes. Like Lui, he too wore a headset.

Len grabbed the microphone stand and leaned it closer to him, while his friends positioned their guitars, ready for action. The blonde laughed and neared the edge of the stage, where one girl was nose bleeding to death. He pushed the microphone to her and smiled.

"Any requests from this fine lady over here?" He asked saucily.

"S-S… Spice…" The girl stuttered, rubbing her nose anxiously. Len gave her a thumbs-up and took his position on the stage, leaving her to faint.

The music started up, and fangirls fainted at the lovely sound.

…

"I'm bushed!" Lui announced, stretching himself on the couch. He tore the headset from his head and kicked off his dainty shoes.

The band was back in the backstage room, all worn out and exhausted. Len was dripping with sweat while Rei held a mini fan close to his face, grumbling in annoyance as Len snatched it from his hands and pulled at the collar of his shirt, allowing the cool air to dry his chest.

"I'll never perform here again…" Rei muttered irritably, now fighting with his blonde friend for the fan. He smacked Len on the head before retreating into the bathroom with it in his hands.

Lui groaned. "Can you believe it? They asked us to sing encores seven times! Seven times! Don't they know how hard it was? They even asked for full songs…" He stopped his ranting and hugged a pillow near him as tight as he could.

Len snickered. "You should hug Ring like that. She isn't satisfied with just a peck on the cheek, if you must know."

Ring Suzune was Lui's girlfriend. Like Len, she was rich, but preferred sewing and fashion designing to shopping for dresses and singing. She was the one who had made most of the band's clothing for concerts and performances. Ring and the Lui were a perfect match-except for the times when she expected a kiss on the lips-Lui just didn't have the guts to do it. He was still new to this sort of thing.

Hearing this, said boy's face heated up, and he aimed the pillow at his friend. He looked just like an innocent child throwing a tantrum. "I'm already sixteen, so stay out of me and my girlfriend's business!" He cried, hurling more pillows at Len, who simply laughed and blocked them.

"No, I'm serious," the blonde called, now covered in a mass of fluff. "I mean, you two haven't even kissed yet. And what was that woman's name again? Hayu? Or was it Hamu? She used to kiss Rei's bro a lot."

"It's Haku," Rei interjected, his glinting amber eyes peering from the bathroom door. "And please don't talk about my brother. He's a useless piece of shit." He eased himself onto the pillow-less sofa, and Lui remained standing, wheezing and panting in anger. Now this should be worth watching, Rei thought.

"You're so cold," Len mumbled, not attempting to kick the pillows off him. "I really sympathize for Dell."

Dell Honne was Rei's older brother. He loved to smoke, and it annoyed Rei to no end. To make it worse, he had a slut of a girlfriend (well, that was how Rei saw it), worked night shift at some weird computer company, and rarely came home, leaving his little brother to learn everything by himself. Wait… this was an overstatement. He was always alone. He had no siblings, and his parents had died a long time ago.

"I don't give a damn about that worthless rat," Rei hissed, eyes searching the room for something to distract him with. They fell onto a yellow notepad, which was what Len used to jot down random lyrics or ideas for songs. "You're little 'idea' caused us to be late too. What've you got to say for yourself?"

"But it was a really great idea," Len growled, defending his notepad. As soon as his head showed from the pillows, however, Lui tackled him and shoved him back into the mess, hitting him with a flurry of fists. Rei noticed that the orange haired boy was still red in the face. Nah, not like he cared… He didn't even have a girlfriend to save his life. Who needed one anyways?

When it came to money and so-called ideas, it was the blonde who usually took care of things. He was a singer, an actor, and a songwriter to boot. His handwriting was quite neat, he being an educated rich kid and all. Rei sighed and read the contents of the latest entry to kill time.

Make a movie! Make at least 10k!

Mvie in cinemas by nxt spring. No script/story for it yet tho.

…That was it? Thoroughly annoyed, the black haired boy turned to the ruckus in front of him, and resisted the urge to join a very embarrassed Lui in beating up the yellow idiot. He eventually gave in and threw some cushions within his reach onto the mess, much to the chagrin of Len.

He forgot to read the last line of text, which was written in very small letters at the bottom of the page.

Need to find a gd writer. By nxt week!

Len likes to make money... /shot

I don't really know if Lui's hair is orange. Oh well~

I'll use the Kagenes for the next story! I'm not talking about oneshots, but a full story~

Please review :D

~Jelly-O