Author's note: Once again the concert is set to an Initial D song sung by the real seiyuu of Heero Yuy. The song is called "No One Sleep in Tokyo" and I would highly suggest downloading it and listening to it as you read this scene. And now, enough stalling, here's the concert.

Gundam Seiyuu (The OAV) Part 8

That night I was giddy with excitement, and strange as it is to say I kinda felt like a school girl. It was over an hour before Heero's concert and I was already pacing outside of the door to the main performance room at the hotel. The people who headed the American convention were the one's who requested Heero do a concert at the con, so the stage wasn't the best. I knew it wasn't going to be the same as seeing him in a dark auditorium surrounded by fans all dancing to the music but I wasn't about to complain. I just wanted to see him sing again, and I wanted to know what the surprise was.

Well, the hotel security guards were keeping back the entire crowd from entering the room while the concert was setting up so I snuck around the back, heading for the back door which entered near the stage. Luckily the person standing guard there recognized me as one of the guest voice actors and I was able to come up with some half-assed excuse so he let me in.

The room was all set up with rows of chairs and a stage that looked like it sat in the closet for most of the year. Still with the impressive set of lighting that the hotel had provided, or rented out, and the electronic equipment I wasn't worried about the sound. Apparently though Heero wasn't as optimistic, he was over near the electronic equipment talking heatedly with one of the techies.

"They let you in?"

I glanced up at stage to see Wufei standing there, checking over the instruments. I grinned. "They said I could because I was with you guys."

He smirked. "We're almost ready, the doors'll open soon. The seats for you guys are over there, in the first row." He gestured toward the front row of seats right next to the stage and I felt my grin spread from ear to ear.

"Front row seats? Yes!" I dropped into my seat and grinned, watching Wufei up on the stage. A minute later the rest of our group entered in the back door. Quatre and Trowa sat down next to me while Milliardo walked over to the edge of the stage.

"So do we get a solo?" Milliardo asked in a teasing voice.

Wufei glanced at him and glared. "No, you do not."

Milliardo snickered and took the seat on the other side of me, that annoying smirk crossing his face.

"What's he so down about?" I asked.

"Well, there's this game in the other room, called Dance Dance Revolution (1), and one of his songs is on it."

I raised an eyebrow and glanced at Wufei, who was scowling at all of us as we listened to Milliardo.

"Didn't you give them permission to use the song?" Quatre asked him.

Wufei ignored us and stepped back behind the stage.

"Oh he did," Milliardo answered for him. "He just didn't anticipate to find out that yours truly is the master of the eight-step level with the song."

I snickered at the mental image of Milliardo standing at an arcade game and dancing to music as Wufei's voice emitted from the machine, with Wufei scowling behind him. I grinned. Now that was a mental image, a very nice mental image. Heh, about the only thing that would make it better is if it were Heero dancing in that outfit he'd preformed the first concert in.

Speaking of outfits, I glanced around the room to see what Heero and Wufei were wearing this time but they had conveniently disappeared from sight. Dang, oh well, guess I'd have to wait for the concert.

It wasn't much later after that that they began letting the other people at the con in. The chairs filled up quickly and eventually the hotel staff was forced to make people sit and stand in the isles in order to fit everyone in, and still they had a huge crowd in the back complaining how they couldn't see. I, for one, was glad to have a front row seat. I was definitely going to enjoy this concert.

As they finished seating the room became silent and the lights went out. There was movement on the stage and the lights flicked on, dimly, showing Wufei standing on stage and nothing else. The band members were off to the side and pretty much hidden from view, the singers were the main part of this show. That much was clear just from the way Wufei was dressed.

He wore his hair down, hanging loosely across his shoulders. A fishnet shirt hung open and didn't even attempt to cover his chest; instead it just served to completely show it off. Tight black leather pants hugged his legs and ass, leading down into almost knee-high boots, which had a modern style of buckles on them. Beside me I swear I could just hear Milliardo drooling at the sight of Wufei as the music started.

Wufei: 4...

Red lights flickered one.

Wufei: 3...

Blue lights.

Wufei: 2...

Pink lights.

Wufei: 1...

All the lights flashed and suddenly Heero was on the stage behind Wufei. He'd abandoned his skin-tight leather outfit from the last concert for a pair of pitch-black jeans that hugged his body like a second skin. The front button was left undone to tease the entire audience and knee high black boots covered his feet. A black leather midriff top hugged his chest and his hair was messy as ever. He looked like a sex god. And suddenly I didn't want to just sit there and listen to the concert.

Heero: No one sleep in Tokyo
           Oh my crossing the line
           No work with the radio
           Tokyo is on fire!

The music picked up beat and the two moved across the stage, moving their hips and dancing together to show each other off and almost try to compete against each other in dancing style.

Heero: Even if you say how you've been the world wide

Wufei: I'll take you where surely you have never been

Heero: All right, in the fight, I'm ok          
           Come on!

Both: Come on!

The crowd erupted into cheers.

Heero: Hey do you feel the night, it's breathable
           Look at this town which is unbelievable
           No other place is like that in the world
           World
           World!

Wufei: 1234

Both: No one sleep in Tokyo
         Oh my crossing the line
         No work with the radio
         Tokyo is on fire!
         No one sleep in Tokyo
         Oh my crossing the line
         No work with the radio
         Tokyo is on fire!

The pair split up and moved to separate sides of the stage, but still they danced as if they were battling each other, and that just made the show even better.

Heero: Turning to left is chicks and red lights

Wufei: And to the right crazy music everywhere
          All right in the fight I'm ok
          Come on!
          Come on!

Heero: Hey do you feel the night it's breathable
           Look at this town which is unbelievable
           No other place is like that in the world
           World
           World!

Wufei: 1234

Both: No one sleep in Tokyo
         Oh my crossing the line
         No work with the radio
         Tokyo is on fire

Both: No one sleep in Tokyo
         Oh my crossing the line
         No work with the radio
         Tokyo is on fire!

As the music moved off on its own Heero jumped down from the stage and began to dance in front of us, moving around seductively in front of the groups of screaming and cheering convention attendees.

Heero: Come on!

As he moved I noticed something tied around his wrist. It was brown and braided... it was the small chuck of hair I'd cut from my hair!

Wufei: 1234

He'd braided it together and made it into a bracelet to wear!

Heero: Oh my crossing the line

Heero: Tokyo is on fire!

Stopping in front of the stage both sang together as Wufei stood up right behind Heero, moving their bodies in perfect rhythm as if they were one being.

Both: Hey do you feel the night it's breathable
         Look at this town which is unbelievable
         No other place is like that in the world
         World
         World!

Wufei: 1234

The music became lower and Heero met my eyes, dancing and moving his fingers toward me. Slowly, as he worked his way backward up the stairs to the stage, he beckoned me with his fingers to join him. He wanted me to come up on stage?

Heero: No one sleep in Tokyo!
           Oh my crossing the line

I grinned widely and stood up from my seat, dancing up to the stage with him. The crowd around us gave a roar of cheers as Heero reached out his hand and helped me up onto the stage.

Heero: No work with the radio
           Tokyo is on fire!

The music picked back up and now all three of us were dancing up on the stage as Heero and Wufei sang.

Both: No one sleep in Tokyo
         Oh my crossing the line
         No work with the radio

Heero: Tokyo is on fire!

As Heero finished the last line he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me toward him, seizing my mouth in a deep kiss. The music ended and the entire place erupted into cheers and hollers. If there was anyone who had been attempting to sleep in the hotel they certainly had given up by now. I completely forgot about the entire crowd and wrapped my arms around Heero's waist, kissing him back with full force. The lights around us died for a moment then snapped back on, but we still remained kissing.

I heard Quatre giggling from the front row and we finally pulled apart, my cheeks growing slightly red as I realized that I'd just kissed Heero like that on stage! The band came up behind us and we all bowed to the crowd. I glanced around at the cheering group and found the American Gundam Wing seiyuu standing in the back. Alex was back there, and he was actually grinning and cheering along with the rest of the crowd.

Then a cheer began to circle around the room, growing louder with each yell.

KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS!!

I laughed and glanced to Heero, who quickly shoved his microphone into Wufei's hands. Wrapping his arms around me once more we obeyed the crowd and kissed as we'd never kissed before. Standing up on stage our lips meshed together and our tongues battled until we were both out of breath. Around us the lights died but the crowd kept cheering. Heero finally pulled away and we both gasped for air. The room was dark but I could see the smile on his face as he led me off the stage and warned me of each of the steps. We exited out the back door into a small room that had been warped into a sort of dressing room. He shut the door.

I dropped down onto the couch and heaved a sigh of exhaustion as Heero headed over toward the small fridge and pulled out two bottles of water. He turned and tossed me one.

"Great concert, Hee-chan," I said with a grin.

Heero kept his face straight as he shut the fridge and sat down on the couch next to me. Placing his water bottle down on the floor he moved so he was leaning over me where I lay on the couch. I paused and set my water bottle down. Reaching forward I touched the bracelet on his wrist, discovering that it was indeed the hair I'd chopped off, just as I'd thought.

"You kept it?" I asked quietly.

Heero nodded. His hand came down and caressed the side of my face softly and he leaned forward, kissing me for the third time that night. Though this kiss was completely different from all the others. The other two were heated kisses of passion that made me want to rip his clothes off and take him right there on the stage, while this kiss was soft and sweet. It was like he was tasting a rare fruit that was to be cherished, a kiss full of love and everything words failed to communicate in a relationship.

Pulling away his eyes locked with mine. "Duo, will you stay with me? Forever?"

My breath caught in my throat and for a moment I couldn't respond. He was asking me to stay with him! He was basically asking me to marry him, to stay with him forever. I was so happy I felt like I was going to explode. I immediately wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close to me, causing him to lose his balance slightly and just lay on top of me on the couch. I hugged him tightly and kissed him lightly on the neck.

"Of course!"

Heero smiled into my neck and we kissed once more.

In fact we kissed until the others came and knocked on the door telling us they were heading back for the hotel. Before they left --and we never opened the door for them-- Milliardo knocked on the door and reminded us we had a bed back at the hotel that still hadn't been used.

Had the door been open he would have been bombed with flying pillows.

But since the door was closed we decided he had a good point. Still it took us a good hour to stop touching and kissing each other long enough to compose ourselves and get a taxi back to the hotel. And I was beaming all the way.

Marriages between same sex partners weren't acknowledged by law and wouldn't be for a long time but I didn't care. Heero had basically asked me to marry him and I'd said yes. And we'd decided to stay together for the rest of our lives.

Who wouldn't be happy?

TBC...

 

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