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And suddenly, all these songs were about you...

Summary:

A band concert where all fates happened to intertwine...

Chapter 1

Notes:

Hi! This is the first fic I've ever written, so I'm sorry in advance if it's not that perfect. I did my best in writing this heheლ(╹◡╹ლ) ..I love SamaIchi so much, and I apologize if I'm having trouble trying to focus on DiceGen >︿< Anyway, I hope you enjoy these even though I mostly have no idea what's going on. Plus, I don't know much about music and composing them and such o(TヘTo) This is an attempt in writing a fic AAAAA

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Chapter Text

A loud ringing from Ichiro’s phone echoed throughout the room. Ichiro groaned, guessing that it was another call from a client. There had already been a lot of requests for them for the day, and it was still morning for their work to pile up this early.

Sighing, Ichiro picked up his phone lazily from his desk and noticed the caller ID. His eyes suddenly lit up in excitement when he saw Kuukou’s name flash on the screen. It’s been a while since the two meet up or even talked to each other properly.

A few months back, Kuukou had decided to start up his own band with him being the vocalist of the group. He always had a passion for music which not many people actually knew, and he even asked Ichiro if he wanted to join by convincing him that they could have a lot of women fangirling over them. Sadly, Ichiro refused his offer and just wished him the best. In the end, Kuukou had gathered up some people who joined his band named “Heaven’s Rage” which eventually became famous.

Ichiro smiled at the thought, proud of where Kuukou is now. He definitely misses hanging out with him ever since Kuukou formed a band. He answered the phone call and waited for Kuukou’s usual excitement.

 

“Bro!! Hey, it’s been a while! Are you uh... free this Saturday?” , Kuukou shouted.

“Hey! Long time, no talk!”, Ichiro chuckled as he sat down. “I’ve been busy with work, but I can leave that day free if you’re going to ask for a favor.”

“Gyahahaha! Sweet! Actually, we’re gonna have a concert near your place that day. You gonna go? I’ll introduce you to our new member, too!”

“Sounds great! Do I get a free pass? ‘Cuz y’know… I’m your best friend… whom you never contact.”, Ichiro joked.

“Heh. Well, I’m sorry if your best friend here is uh… famous and y’know life is difficult when you have all these beautiful women chasing after you~!” , Kuukou replied with such confidence that made Ichiro roll his eyes at him.

“Alright, alright.”, Ichiro laughed. “For real though, free pass?”

“Yeah, why not? I’m even gonna put ya in the VIP spot! So you can see how handsome I am when performing!” , Kuukou replied.

“Ha-ha-ha! I’ll just agree on that so you won’t scold me.” Shaking his head because of his best friend’s confidence, Ichiro continued. “Looking forward to it though! I’ll bring Jiro and Saburo with me if you don’t mind.”

“Good call! Alright, I’ll see ya there! I’ll just tell the staff to let you in since you guys get a free pass.”

“Cool. See you!”

As Ichiro hung up, he looked up and stared at the ceiling of his room. He sighed heavily, trying to hide his excitement on Saturday. He got up from his seat and exited his room as he called his brothers to share the news.

 


 

“Oi~ Gentaro~! Wake up~! Hey hey~! Sleeping beauty~!”

Hearing this, Gentaro slowly opened one of his eyes. He must’ve fallen asleep while writing his story. With a yawn, Gentaro responded, “I’m still asleep. Please come back again later.”

“You’re clearly awake! Hmph!”, Ramuda pouted as he pokes Gentaro’s cheek. “Wake up~ Wake up~! Rise and shine~! It’s already late~! Don’t make me pinch you~!”

Annoyed, Gentaro quickly sat up properly. “Alright, I’m up.”

“That’s great! Now listen to th—”, Ramuda stopped as he saw Gentaro not paying attention to him. He placed his hands on his hips and waited patiently for Gentaro to notice him. Ramuda just watched him write a new chapter for his story while trying not to fall asleep again.

After a while, Gentaro decided to break the silence. “What is it that you want, Ramuda? I have deadlines I need to finish, so would you kindly be quick?”

“No~!”, Ramuda giggled. “You clearly need a break! What do you say about atten— no, come to a concert with me this Saturday~!”

Not looking at him, Gentaro replied, “I’ll pass.”

“Oh, come on~! Pretty please~? I heard they’re a famous band!”, Ramuda begged, showing his puppy eyes to convince him in going.

Giving it some thought, Gentaro crossed his arms, “In return, will you write several chapters for my novel?” Even though he knew Ramuda would agree to anything as long as he goes with him. Surprisingly, Ramuda whined and complained that it would be impossible.

“T’was only a lie.”, Gentaro sighed. With that, Ramuda got back up and begged him once more.

“Then just go to the concert with me~? It’ll be fun~! You might meet someone handsome~!”, Ramuda chirped.

“As if I would be interested in that.”, sighed Gentaro who’s still too exhausted to deal with his nonsense.

“Hmph! You’ll come with me whether you like it or not~! Okay~?”, Ramuda pouted as he hugs him.

“Fine fine. Just… let me finish my story as soon as possible.”, Gentaro patted his head which made Ramuda hug him tighter out of excitement. Gentaro really needed a break from his deadlines anyway, so he thinks attending a concert for one time wouldn’t be so bad.

 


 

“Hey!! Y’all ready for Saturday?!”, Kuukou shouted, almost kicking down the door when he walked in.

“So noisy…”, complained Doppo who was laying down on the couch, trying to get some sleep. Kuukou sighed, walking over to them and sat down beside a snoring Doppo.

Groaning, Dice complained, “I don’t have any more mon—." Before he could finish, Samatoki interrupted him.

“We know!! You’re always out of money, now shut up!!”, Samatoki shouted, gripping tightly onto his guitar which made it crack and snap the strings.

Stressed, Dice combed his hand through his hair. “’CuZ ThaT’S WhErE OuR mOnEy GoES! HoW mAnY MoRE GuiTarS Are YoU GonnA BreAk?!”

Samatoki clicked his tongue and threw his guitar to Dice. “Fuck off! Fix this, you shit!”

“How’d you become a guitarist if you can’t even fix this?”, Dice muttered under his breath as he started to repair what Samatoki broke.

Kuukou stared at all of his members, laughing softly at his own realization. ‘How did I manage to gather up a bunch of chaotic yet interesting people?’, he thought.

Doppo was always exhausted for some reason that makes him fall asleep almost anywhere, like the time when Dice randomly found him snoring face-first on the floor. However, he’s completely different when performing. As a drummer, he has a lot of energy to keep the hype going during concerts.

In being chaotic, Dice was always present. He loved playing instruments ever since he was a kid, but the guitar was always so interesting to him. During free time, he was either composing tunes with his guitar or having nonsense arguments with Samatoki. Aside from his love for playing guitar, he was also kind of a ladies’ man since he’s often flirting with the girls in the audience.

Their newest member of the group was Samatoki, also responsible for playing the guitar and sometimes plays the bass. One could say that he’s very self-confident which sometimes ends up with him starting a fight with someone, especially Dice. He rarely smiles and is always hot-headed. Despite his attitude, Kuukou let him join because of his skills in playing guitar. More people even got interested with their band ever since Samatoki has joined.

“I’m not fucking paying you shit for fixing my guitars!!”, Samatoki yelled, making Kuukou snap out of his thoughts.

Laughing, Kuukou butted in, “You should take care of it, too y’know. Or else, no one will last being with you!”

“There’s someone, you li’l shit!”, Samatoki gritted his teeth, annoyed.

Dice smirked, “Who? Your sister? NYAHAH— Ow!!”. Dice cried out in pain as Samatoki forcefully hit the back of his head.

“Shut it!!”, Doppo screeched, throwing a pillow at the two. He must’ve woken up from all the arguments Dice and Samatoki had. Kuukou only laughed, throwing his head back.

‘I can’t wait for Ichiro to meet this chaotic group.’ , he thought.

Notes:

Hi again.. to whoever read this chapter fully! I hope you liked it (。>︿<) I'm still planning to continue writing more chapters if I have some ideas on how the story will go (^・ω・^ ) ...and if y'all want me to continue it, idk. Just let me know HJGHJGSHG thank youu! (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)