A tour in Vegas. Now that was huge~ and no matter what, Shuichi was determined to make sure that he and Bad Luck made a HUGE impression too. But he had it. The greatest idea ever to hit music-kind! As all Shuichi ideas were. All he had to do now was meet the bandmates.
Feeling a little exhausted from his haste, he stopped in front of the NG building only when he felt a vibration in his backpocket.
It was a text from Suguru saying to let him know when they were there. But Shuichi could tell they were short one still. He looked about and didn't see Hiro's motorcycle in its usual spot. Guess they were down one bandmate. Hurry Hiro, he thought. He hoped Hiro would get there soon he was so excted to get their promotions started, he could barely contain himself!
Rushing up the stairs like there was no tomorrow, Shuichi headed to where one of the open rooms were. Shuichi didn't need elevators. Or a car for that matter, his quick legs got the job done.
Figuring he knew where Suguru would be he made his way into door and headed inside. Wrapped around his arm was a big white rolled up paper and Shuichi's hair was dyed a colorful deep green. He grinned.
Hiro rolled his bike into its usual spot and removed his helmet, shaking free the mass of red that fell about his shoulders and down his back. Carrying the helmet in his hand, Hiro took the elevator up from the garage to the conference room floor. After checking the occupant rosters and poking his head through the doors of the empty conference rooms he passed, he finally spotted his formerly "pinkified" best friend. Walking in and setting his helmet on the table, Hiro frisked Shuichi for a secret Pocky stash, then sat in a chair, propping his long, lean legs up against the table's thick mahogany surface.
"Hey there, Lucky Charms!" Hiro said, eyeing Shu's green 'do'. "I didn't know you were Japanese Irish!"'
Looking around and noticing they were one short, Hiro whipped out his cell to see if Suguru had called.
"Did you let 'Ru-kun know we're here yet?" he asked, checking his messages.
"Any ideas on what to do about the promotion yet, Greeny?"
Hiro ran a many silver-ringed hand through his hair, then stopped short and stared at Shuichi.
"You know...before you answer that, can I just ask is it weird that it seems like I haven't seen you in like five years?"