INK3D Meets Cinema Bizarre

2. Bang a Gong (Get It On)

<pre>A/N: I'm so sorry I didn't post this last week! I hate Christmas time; everything gets really busy and just kinda runs together. Anyway, to make up for not posting this last week and not being even close to done with the chapter I wanted to post yesterday, I'm posting this and a One Piece (ZoSan) sonnet I wrote for my English class. What would I do without yaoi?

Also, is it just me, or does this story seem to have a ton of SayaXAi hints? I swear they're not intentional! And there's also a lot of One Piece, which is (obviously) my current obsession, though I'm still just barely getting into it (my experience consists mostly of ZoSan fanfiction).

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"Do you really think we're ready for that?" Cho asked DJ Robb a week later, her eyes sparking at the idea of INK3D putting out a debut album.

DJ Robb laughed. Without speaking, he held up a stack of papers: lists and contracts and whatever other paperwork was necessary to get this thing rolling.

Fuji took the stack and began scanning the pristine sheets. I leaned around Ai, who sat between us, and tried to make sense of the tiny black characters that appeared sideways from my angle.

"Is there anything you'd like besides this?" DJ Robb asked, smiling his usual bright smile, "Recommendations for anything? A meeting with someone we sponsor?"

Cho's eyes lit up, but Fuji looked wary.

"What's the catch?" the drummer asked, a hint of suspicion evident in her voice.

"We're just trying to give Cherry Tree a better chance of being the ones to sponsor your talent," he admitted with a shrug.

Fuji shrugged, accepting the explanation. Cho continued to fidget, obviously excited. As soon as the others fell silent, she blurted out, "Can you arrange for us to meet Cinema Bizarre?"

DJ Robb looked surprised; he obviously hadn't anticipated that reply.

"Cinema Bizarre?" he asked, "The German band?"

I nodded, suddenly interested. Cinema Bizarre had been my find, though Cho and Ai adored them as well. Bachiko liked to bash them constantly, but she acted that way towards everyone and actually did like their music. Fuji was neutral about the whole situation.

"I think I can arrange that," DJ Robb agreed, his grin sliding back into place.

As soon as we stepped out of the building, Ai and Cho began cheering. Bachiko tried to look disgusted, but she couldn't wipe the grin from her face. Fuji and I danced our way to the car, excited but still a little confused as to what had just happened. Was it really that easy?

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a few weeks later, we had settled into a large apartment and had even started recording the CD DJ Robb had proposed. Though boxes still littered the rooms and furniture was sparse, the place still had a homey feel to it, and the five of us were beginning to settle in and explore the area.

My mind was deep in the world of Ultimo when the doorbell rang, pulling me away from my haven. Grumbling, I marked my place and left the room.

By the time I could see the door, Cho had opened it to reveal DJ Robb on the other side. The producer sported a ridiculous mushroom hat and a cocky grin. Cho's voice was somewhat scathing as she commented on his choice of headgear, but he seemed unperturbed.

"What are you waiting for?" he called into the apartment, spotting me and Bachiko over Cho's shoulder, "I have a surprise for you guys!"

This brought Ai and Fuji from the kitchen, the former holding a spoon loaded with peanut butter and the latter shooting it dirty looks.