Blood Dove
Narrator: It's a hot night at the Blood Dove, and Shuichi is plenty busy serving drinks. Leesa's up in the DJ booth, but she's too busy to come down and talk, and he's too busy to talk back anyway.
Narrator: It's rather early for such a busy night, but it just means more tips to Shuichi...
Shuichi: *flips a shot drink, fills it with vodka, and slides it down the bar to a waiting customer*
Richi: *walks in, for once not looking nervous; stands with a strange man*
Man: *is fairly tall, around 5'8", and quite good-looking in a Seishirou-ish way; looks to be about twenty-five to thirty*
Shuichi: *notices Richi, shouts and waves, smiling*
Richi: *waves back, smiling; turns to say something to the strange man, then goes to the bar*
Man: *follows quite closely*
Richi: Konban wa, Shuichi-dono!
Shuichi: *fills shouted orders and accepts money with ease while talking* Hey, Richi-kun. What're you up to?
Richi: n_n I wanted to show my friend where we were going to play...
Man: *nods once* Good evening. *has a nice, deep, Koyasu-voice*
Shuichi: Hey. McLain Shuichi.
Man: A pleasure to meet you. You may call me Tomo.
Shuichi: *raises an eyebrow, but says nothing* Nice to meet you too.
Richi: n_n Tomo-san, Shuichi-dono is our drummer...
Tomo: So I have heard.
Shuichi: *grins* I'm sure Richi hasn't told you that he's the best guitar I've ever heard, with the possible exception of Ken.
Richi: *blushblush* Shuichi-dono!
Tomo: *smiles, slightly* Even better - I've heard him myself.
Tomo: He is - quite talented. *puts one hand on Richi's shoulder, looking oddly possessive*
Richi: on_no
Tomo: *takes hand away, nods head once at Shuichi* The club is quite nice.
Shuichi: Thanks. I'll be sure to tell my boss that. *is not liking this person much, smiles with his teeth, but not his eyes*
Richi: n_n *doesn't notice anything wrong* I can't wait until we play.
Shuichi: Neither can I.
Richi: *beam*
Shuichi: We should probably get together some time so we can decide which songs to do, though. *rolls his eyes* If Tohru and Daisuke can detach long enough to actually do their parts.
Richi: n_n;;;
Tomo: I have heard they are inseparable of late.
Tomo: *smiles again, very slightly, the sort of smile you want to slap off someone else's face at the same time you drool over it*
Tomo: I hope I will be able to attend your - concert.
Richi: n_n I hope so, too!
Shuichi: Definitely. *feels urge to slap right now*
Shuichi: *isn't inclined to drool, is straight no da*
Tomo: *bows, very slightly* Unfortunately, it is getting somewhat late, and I must take Richi-kun home before I go back to work.
Richi: Un... *sad at having to go*
Shuichi: Sure. I'll see you tomorrow, Richi-kun. *impulsively ruffles his hair*
Richi: *beams* Hai!
Shuichi: *bows slightly to Tomo* Good-bye, Tomo.
Tomo: *stays smooth, eyes narrowing only a fraction of a centimeter* Good-bye.
Tomo: *takes Richi out of the club*
Richi: *goes, waving back at Shuichi once*
Shuichi: *waves back, goes back to work, hating Tomo*
Narrator: *Hates Tomo also* Fade Out.
