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Annoying	By : Shadows08 Category: Dir en grey > Het - Male/Female Views: 2147 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Dir en grey. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: This chapter took me a bit longer to get out because I put it through extra editing, rewriting, etc. I don't want this fic to seem like it was written by a ten year old or something.

Big thanks to kaoruslilvamp for reviewing tha last chapter and to anyone who is taking the time to read this fic.

Chapter 3:

It was night and there were thousands of screaming fans waiting for Dir En Grey. There was only about five minutes left before the band would go on.

I was hanging around backstage, trying to stay out of everyone’s way and doing a rather pathetic job of it.

There were several stage managers that were pissed off at me, a couple roadies who probably wanted to kill me, and one angry Kaoru who seemed ready to explode.

I think that the man really needs to find a less psychotic way of dealing with things that go wrong. Perhaps an anger management counselor would help…

Anyway, I decided it would probably better (and potentially safer) to go stand in a teeny corner.

The band finally went stage and I was debating between watching them for the second time today and spending some quality time with Shinya’s dog.

I curious as to how Shinya was able to bring his Miyu, considering most hotels don’t allow pets. Although, I guess when you’re famous it isn’t that hard to get people to bend

For now, the dog won.

“Helloooooo,” I said to the teeny dog, picking it up.

Generally, I didn’t like small dogs. I usually though they looked somewhat like rodents. Shinya, (as passive as he tends to be) would probably slowly and painfully kill me if I ever told him that.

So, I was sure to make an exception for Miyu.

I tended to have a somewhat short attention span. I eventually ended up getting bored hanging out with the dog, so I decided to take check out the performance.

Kyo currently had a bucket that screamed ‘RAPE ME!!!!’

I glanced at the crowd. I wasn’t so sure he should be putting those kinds of ideas in their head…if they weren’t there already…which they probably were…

Next came the self-injury. The vocalist started to claw at his arms and chest, making blood slowly seep out.

I inwardly winced. I wanted to turn away...but I just couldn’t.
As stupid and cliché as it probably sounds, it was just like a car accident.
No matter how much you wanted to ignore it and keep on moving, you just couldn’t help but look.

The next song that started to play, I recognized as one of my favorite; The Final.

I vaguely remembered seeing the music video for this song. Ever since I saw it, I always had little visions of flames popping up in my head every time I listen to this song.

I guess fire was a really good symbol for this song when I really thought about it (see Kyo, I CAN be insightful)…or maybe I was just a pyromaniac.

I couldn’t help but stare as the song continued to play.

Kyo caught me staring at him for the second time today, and once again, leered at me, although this time he added a smirk. Which, once again I had a slight urge to slap off his face (there was lots of repetition going on today).

I couldn’t help but flush slightly; I doubted I was ever going to able to live this one down.

When the song was over, I turned around and decided to go back to Miyu. There were only a few songs left for them to play anyway.

Miyu was a nice dog. She really was.

She never gave you creepy, mean, or funny looks. She never pounded any of your freakish moments into your brain to the point where you want to smash something into millions of tiny pieces.

…maybe I’m just loosing my mind…

I hoped that for once, just once, Kyo wouldn’t comment on one of my few strange moments. But more likely then not he would. It wasn’t very often that I acted strange…well his definition of strange anyway…

The only thing I currently had as ammo was an extremely stupid comeback, or an equally stupid comment about his own creepy staring.

Because, you know, that worked just so great last time.

Besides, Kyo gave people that creepy stare all the time. I barely ever stared at people.

But, then again, why did I even care what Kyo thought anyway?

I mean, I wouldn’t go as far as to say that I don’t give a damn about what people think, but it wasn’t something I really ever obsessed over.
Last time I could remember being so self-conscious was when I first started going out with Alex in the middle of my sophomore year in college. There was no way I was planning on getting into that one anytime soon. Alex had been the bastard who had screwed everything up.

Nope. The only reason I gave a damn about what Kyo thought was because I was trying to prove a point to him.

What that point is…it’s…well, it’s kind of like…I have no freaking clue what it is right now.

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The concert was officially over now and the whole band was coming backstage.

I hugged Miyu closer to my body, refusing to look at Kyo.

That was my new strategy. Act like absolutely nothing happened.

Boy, was I brave and outgoing or what?

Kyo ducked into another room, probably to get some first aid or something.

I inwardly winced, thinking about the self-inflicted cuts. That’s one thing I would never have the guts to do. Ever.

I let Shinya take Miyu, who I was clutching like a safety blanket, away from me (I kinda had to let him…I didn’t want to end up dead in a ditch or something…he gets amazingly psychotic when it comes to his precious dog).

I continued to dwell on Kyo’s self-mutilation habits, slipping into my own little world…I guess that’s something I do often…it’s habit I should really break…maybe it’s just a sign that I’m crazy, after all…

“Enjoy the performance?” Kyo asked from somewhere surprisingly close behind me.

I emitted a loud squeak, and unintentionally, in one of my usual bouts of gracelessness, fell off the couch and onto the floor.

Everyone, including Kyo, took one look at me and began to laugh.

Things unexpectedly popping out at me had never failed to scare the crap out of me.

Although, needles have been known to have the same effect on me. That’s why whenever I needed a checkup at the hospital someone always came with me…they were the one’s to drag me back whenever I tried to runaway because I needed a shot.
I picked myself up off the floor, face red, muttering numerous, audible obscenities.

If anything, that only made everyone laugh harder and made me want to crawl under a rock for a couple of days.

God, I had only been her for like what? A day?

I already wanted to murder a few people.

Guess who’s number one on my hit list.

A/N: Well, there's the third chapter. It'll take some time for upcoming chapters to be posted because, like this chapter, they are going to be put through vigorous editing. But I promise to not take forever.

I ALWAYS APPRECIATE ANY COMMENTS, SUGGESTIONS, CRITICISMS, ETC.
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