Private RP: Vanilla Scented Cookie & Candyland_Murder

[Plugs and Drugs]

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♥`⊰ PRIVATE ONE X ONE OOC BETWEEN Vanilla Scented Cookie & & ; Candyland_Murder .
♥`⊰ NEITHER ONE OF THESE LOVELY PIECES OF AWESOME ? GTFO .
♥`⊰ WAIT , MAYBE I WAS TOO HARSH . . YOU MAY LOOK .
♥`⊰ BUT ~ DON`T TOUCH. KTHNX .

[Vanilla Scented Cookie]

●I try my hardest

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●I really do

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●Can't seem to succeed...

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Hiro Mizushima

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He held onto the ticket for his dear life, making it a nice warm nest between his slender, pale hands. He learnt the number by heart right after he had received it a couple of months ago through a special delivery service providing each and every country of the world with passes to all of the concerts taking place in the United States of America. The actual struggle with the documents and sending the money, as well as some questionnaires filled, took the twenty years-old, your average Japanese male about two months if not more, just to learn he was allowed to enter the concert. He was given a ticket, a special pass card on a strap to place around his slender neck and even a tiny little badge announcing how lucky and happy he just was.
And indeed, Hiro Mizushima actually was in heaven, right on his way towards the most epic event of his life.

He's been obsessed with Cade Graves's music for a good couple of years, each of the songs learnt by heart even if he was not sure what some parts of them meant, since his english wasn't as fluent as the man would have liked it to be; but well, he tried his best, was it his fault he wasn't an excellent poliglote? Anyway all of the band's songs reminded him of many different times in his life, about many different emotions either bottled up inside of him or shared with his friends. That particular one that he's recently been crazy about was now sounding in his large headphones, as Hiro has been passing the crowded streets leading right to that enormous kind of a stadium where the concert was about to take place. The boy could see all of the people trying to get inside so quickly the security had completely no chances of stopping them. He chuckled to himself, speeding up and shoving the ticket into the pocket of his navy blue tight pants, and his hand rested there, too, in order to protect his now most precious item in the world.

There was this kind of special contest going on due to the fifth anniversary of the band's debut; two tickets out of thirty thousands were the winning ones, and the award was a week spent touring with Cade Graves and his friends around the country. Touring with Graves. Talking to him. Sitting beside him. Hell, even LOOKING at him... The very thought made Hiro grin widely to himself as he stood in line, waiting for the identification of his data.
Since the very first song heard, Hiro had fallen head over toes for the lead singer, a black-haired thin figure with his voice so hypnotic everyone would fall for the trick. And so had Hiro.
The air was stuffy even though the stadium had its roof open, letting the fans observe a cloudless sky at sunset before the group would step on the scene. Hiro coughed twice and prayed not to faint in the middle of the show; he was always considered weak and constantly ill and that might have been partially true. He was raised in one of these districts of Hiroshima in Japan, that even one of the toughest gang members would feel a chill while entering it. And Hiro had never been really taken care of; his father would usually just yell at him and refuse to let him eat, while mother could only watch it all from the corner. But Hiro was tough inside and set himself an aim, and hell, he was just achieveing it! He was now going to make his dreams come true, even if the possibility of that happening was low. He finished the high school, moved out, found a work, paid for his flat and there he was! Standing right in front of the scene of his beloved group, the one that helped him with his life struggles.
Hiro shook the thoughts off and grinned again, waiting eagerly for Cade to show up. He was unbearably attracted to the singer.

((Ugh sorry it's so long. xD))

[Plugs and Drugs]

●Free your mind

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●Let go

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●Let's not think about it anymore

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C A D E ~ G R A V E S

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In about twenty minutes their summer tour would finally kick off. Cade smiled toward the rest of the band as they stood backstage preparing themselves for a show of their lives. Taking a peak behind the curtain Cade saw that the arena like place they would be performing in was absolutely packed with screaming fans, both male and female. Ever since two of the four members in the band had admitted that they were yes indeed homosexual the band had, had a huge spike in male fans; Cade being one of the two that admitted it. But that was just the way he rolled. If he was in love he wasn’t going to let something in the way of that. Gender, race, and a person ethnics didn’t matter when it came to true love; all that mattered was the feeling itself. But at the times well being the only love that Cade currently held was the one for his music. Being able to perform and entertain his fans was what truly made him happy.

And tonight would be a good one since they would be releasing the information for who won the little drawing they’d put together. For exactly one week two fans would be touring with the band to Las Angeles, Paris, Beijing, and back to the US to hit up New York. It would be hectic week but it would be worth it, and what Cade was really hoping for was two really good looking fans. He had his morals but he wanted to have some fun and make those two fans really remember this chance for the rest of their lives; and Cade was definantly going to make sure of that.
Finally they were given the signal to head out on stage, and with Cade in lead they ran out on stage followed by the screaming of thousands and thousands of fans. He sighed as he made his way up to the mic. “Are you guys ready for the show of your lives?” he yelled toward the sea of people. His response was a group of screaming making him smile with pride. They jumped into their first number, one of their faster songs, and Cade led everybody in a fist pumping session of jumping. Finally after those three minutes were up they instantly led into a slow number letting the fans sway back and forth together amongst each other. Cade smiled as he walked up and down the side of the stage high-fiving and just grabbing hands with the people who got the front row seats.

Time rolled on, and the music itself had reached the climax of the night and as Cade belted off the last number he stood on top of one of the speakers in the front of the stage, adding a foot to his height, and looked out toward the fans he loved with all his heart. “Are you guys ready to hear who won this little competition?” Once again more screams were returned to him. He smiled as one of the stage hands ran out and handed him an envelope that had two lucky people’s fates in it. “Okay, if your number is called we want you to come back stage and we’ll be taking you with us tonight.” Slowly Cade opened the envelope and let time go on as he built up the suspense. “God, I feel like Ryan Seacrest right now.” He said laughing, “And the next American Idol is….” He laughed at his own little joke but reading the contents of the envelope. “I would like to congratulate the people who have tickets 945, and 339. You will be having the time of your lives this week and we cant wait to meet up with you!” And with that, Cain and the band took a final bow and ran off stage toward their dressing rooms to getting ready for the big meeting.

[Vanilla Scented Cookie]

●I try my hardest

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●I really do

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●Can't seem to succeed...

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Hiro Mizushima

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Before he could even see any shape moving on the stage (even though he was practically standing so close to the scene he could touch it with his bare hand), Hiro's ears were filled with a scream like he's never experianced before in his young life - the blood rushed over to his head and the man could feel his limbs getting paralysed for a brief moment, but it all soon let go, all the pressure, heat, lack of space, everything. All that mattered now was that one persona now running down the wooden stage waving at the sea of people gathered especially for this event. Hiro wondered for a brief moment from what kind of placed did all these fans come from, what were their insights on Cade's music, his appearance, on the lyrics, on the basic feelings of the music pieces... No, no, no, he slapped himself mentally and completely lost his mind now, waving and screaming along the crowd welcoming shouts. He was thinking too much instead of simply throwing himself into the embrace of music that now began to fill the air, fillinf it also with the vibrations that sent Hiro the chills down his spine.

It's been a couple of hourse of enjoying himself, watching the subject of his obsessive love, shaking his fists in the air, going with the flow, bouncing, jumping, screaming, yelling. Loosing himself completely. The feeling wasn't able to be described.
Hiro felt his sleeveless white shirt already being stuck to him like glue after so much of, what could be actually called excersising his body. He was all sweaty, but knew he wouldn't have to care; the Japanese generally had this kind of unique to their bodies that their skin remained smooth and smelled as if they had just taken a shower, even if they were right after a thousand kilometers running marathon. Besides Hiro cared about himself almost obsessively, always carrying a pack of these fantastic perfumed tissues to cleanse the skin.
He actually had his pockets now full of them, deciding that if it was ever to happen that his ticket would be the lucky one, he would simply need to use at least two boxed of the tissues to be able to face someone he felt such affection towards. He bet Cade Graves didn't expect a stink approaching him.
Hiro laughed at the very thought and as everything went quiet, the crowd the music and the band, he let out a deep sigh and felt that twitch inside of him. The stress overwhelmed him again and again and the boy felt dizzy. No, not in such a moment!, he mentally cursed and squinted to get a sight of what was going on around.

That one line killed him. Three-three-nine outspoken with that cheerful voice and followed by enormous applause of the public and a farewell bid by the musicians made Hiro literally fall on his knees, onto the ground. The people around him seemed to have not noticed anything, they were still screaming out the band member's names as if they wanted them to come back onto the scene.
Hiro went insane. He simply went insane, felt as if he was out of his body, as if he was standing beside laughing at his own self. What was he supposed to do now? Wait until everyone else leaves? No, of course not! He stood too close to the scene to be now pulled away with the crowd towards the exit.

"I have it!" He used up all of his power to scream out towards one of the men now walking around the scene and checking if there was everything alright. "I have it! Mizushima Hiro, number three three nine!" He started to wave his hand in a mad manner, a bright laugh now escaping his soft lips and echoeing around the scene.
And finally, after a couple of seconds he was noticed by one of the managers. The old looking man slowly approached Hiro and held his hand out, waiting for the boy to give him the ticket that he;s been so dearly hiding in his pocket. The boy reahced to his pants and quickly placed the paper into the man's hand looking over his shoulder just to see... a silver-haired boy being pulled up on the scene by a couple of bodyguards. So was THIS the second winner? For god's sake, he looked as if he was a killing machine, not a usual Cade's fan. Hiro turned pale and looked up at the man above him.
"That's right, three three nine. Welcome to the crew, boy." Hiro could notice a smile spreading across the manager's mouth and he was allowed to climb up the scene. "Now now, you have to quickly follow me to the backstage, Cade and his band are eagerly awaiting you both." The man chuckled, not really understanding Mizushima's obsessive excitement at the very thought of the possibility of shaking his idol's hand.
Hiro quickly nodded and pulled out a box of his tissues, thoroughly cleansing his whole face, the neck, arms and palms. He casted a sideway glance at the second winned and noticed the blonde staring at him with almost an anger. What the...? Hiro quickly turned his head away, putting the tissues back into his pockets and entering the backstage. His head still was quaking, the blood not yet being able to return to its place.

[Plugs and Drugs]

●Free your mind

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●Let go

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●Let's not think about it anymore

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C A D E ~ G R A V E S

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Making his way backstage Cade began to strip from his clothes before he could even make it to his room“Whoa, slow done Cade, the fans aren’t even back her yet.”. their drummer Tristen said with a smirk and a wink. Cade only stuck his tongue out at him as he finally made his way into the band’s shared dressing room and began to dig for something to wear that was more comfortable. He eventually decided on a pair of black skinny jeans with a bright blue shirt with the word ‘POW!’ on the front of it. It wouldn’t be long before the two lucky fans were allowed back and Cade wanted to make sure that he looked okay. After dousing himself with Axe, he turned his head around and looked at Tristen. “Hey Tris? Can I use your toothbrush?” he asked as he batted his eyes together. Tristen only gave him a mortified look. “What? No way! That’s disgusting, why would I want to share a toothbrush with you?” He said sticking out his tongue and making the ‘blah!’ noise. “Oh come on Tris, we both know what we prefer in our mouths.” Cade said as he broke out into a huge smile and started to laugh, a little snort escaping him.

After he’d finally wrestled Tristen for the toothbrush and was finished their manager found them and told them that they were able to come out and meet the fans. The rest of the band left before Cade did, who at the moment was still staring at himself in the mirror making sure that his appearance was flawless. Unlike some of the guys in the band, he liked to make good impressions with the people he was just meeting, and if either of these people were good looking then he definantly wanted them go gaga over him. Sighing he picked up his can of hair spray and gave his hair a nice shot of it before moving on to his face, concealing anything that didn’t look so good and what truly needed covering. He finally left the dressing room a good ten minutes after the rest of them.

“Hey, sorry about Cade.” Tristen said after they’d shook hands with the two winners and introduced themselves. “Mr. Pixie must really have his heart on getting laid tonight or something because he hasn’t stopped staring at himself since the show ended.” he said with a small laugh. Tristen himself was gay and loved to keep up his appearance but he’d never obsessed as much as Cade had. “If we’re lucky he’ll be out within the next hour and we can hit the road. I hope you guys are okay with that. Our schedule is so tight that we’ll be lucky if we even make it on the road in time tonight with the pace things are going at.” Tristen said obviously getting mad with the current situation of it all.
A hand suddenly appeared on Tristen’s shoulder and as everyone looked up, they met the warm eyes of Cade. “About f*cking time.” Tristen said with disgust in his voice. “Oh Tris calm down, I know you have withdrawal’s when your away from me but you don’t need to get so feisty.” Cade hugging him from behind and obviously flirting with him. Tristen only snorted and elbowed him. Cade in the stomach. Cad only laughed purred in his ear at the action “Feisty, just the way I like it.” the whole band laughed except for Tristen and then finally for the first time since Cade had came he concentrated on the two other men in front of him.

The boy with blonde hair was definantly a looker and he instantly turned Cade’s light bulb on but once he saw the other boy, he felt something a little different. Sure he was also hot but he had almost an innocence to him where at the blonde looked like he could pounce toward anything with a stick. Cade smiled brightly at the two of them. He liked them already without a second thought and he would most definantly have fun with them. And finally after a moment he held his hand out to the two of them. “So glad to have you guys aboard. I’m Cade Graves, and are you ready to have the time of your lives?”

[Vanilla Scented Cookie]

●I try my hardest

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●I really do

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●Can't seem to succeed...

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Hiro Mizushima

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The trip to the backstage was not really long as the both of them, Hiro and that blonde guy with a sharp look on his face, were skinny enough to squeeze through the crowd of managers, volunteers, bodyguards, security walking around in this or that direction, nervously trying to overcome the noise that still remained in the whole stadium since the fans were still walking out. Generally the whole crew had around three hours to pack the whole construction and get ready to leave after the band would do themselves. It seemed impossible, but the crew had always been making it on time. Hiro knew about all of the procedures too well, reading each and every article that has ever come out regarding the group. He was an expert and that one thought made him smile almost mischeviously as he suddenly bumped into the blonde guy, to whom he didn't have any opportunity to introduce himself.
"What are you laughing at?" Hiro heard a deep and almost a rapsy voice over his ear, as both of them had to squeeze inbetween a crowd of dancers, in order to catch up to the main manager who helped them up the scene. Hiro's dark-brown eyes turned towards the blonde guy and he shrugged, trying to make a good responce with his english that didn't seem to be on the right level. "I'm not laughing. It's a smile. I'm not laughing at you." He spoke with his voice low and that funny japanese accent in it.

The blonde guy just snorted, turning his head away just on time to see the three members of the band standing right in the middle of what seemed an open studio, this room was pretty empty just with a few camera men walking around and checking stuff. Hiro's eyes instantly went bright as he hoped to spot his idol hiding behind the three of them,r eady to jump from behind their backs, but nothing like that happened. There were just the three of them: Tristen, Blake and Jeremiah.
Hiro, however, thought that there was nothing to damn worry about, after all he was about to spend a whole week beside Cade! Who cared if he welcomed him now or not.
Both Hiro and the blonde guy shook their hands with the rest of the group and began a light conversation up until the time... Cade run out of the dressing room and instantly approached Tristen, hugging the man from behind and welcoming just him, as if they were lovers. Hiro's eyes shot open, but he soon recollected and narrowed them back. What the hell? He's read ALL of the hitherto articles about the band and there was NOTHING about Cade and Tristen being togther. He panicked and let out a sigh noticing, that the blonde guy has been watching him all the time, snorting once in a while. Hiro felt dizzy. Gods, he had to chill!

When he looked up again, he saw Cade finally bringing his attention to them both. He first shook hands with the blonde. And that's what made Hiro's blood boil; the blonde guy, introducing him as Marcus, after shaking Cade's hand quickly slid his skinny fingers up the black haired male's arm and put on a wide smile. He withdrew the hand afterwards.
Next came Hiro's turn to shake Cade's hand and there was no time to think about anything. His idol's touch on his palm made him shiver, but he smiled and whispered "Hello, Cade." adding a louder "My name is Mizushima Hiro."
But it wasn't all. The blonde guy energetically nodded his head when Cade asked if they were ready to go and he took Cade's hand in his both, surprisingly gently pressing it to his mouth and placing a kiss on it. "I'm as ready as I've never been."

Enough of it! thought Hiro and the blood rushed over to his head and he started to see twice, not really aware of what he was doing. How dare that blonde b*****d touch his Idol in such way!
Hiro growled and threw himself at Marcus, punching him into the face so hard the other male was knocked off to the floor. But it wasn't yet enough; Hiro straddled the guy and started to punch him everywhere until the blood showed. He was cursing in japanese.
Suddenly he was pushed away and given a strong kick it the stomach, given by Marcus. He coughed and instantly wrapped his slender hands around his waist. "s**t!" Was the only he screamed and threw himself on the blonde again. He wanted to god damn kill that guy!

[Plugs and Drugs]

●Free your mind

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●Let go

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●Let's not think about it anymore

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C A D E ~ G R A V E S

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Cade smiled at the two of them once they had finally shook hands. “Well it’s great to meet the two of you.” He said his smile shining brightly. He let his eyes continue to roam over them just trying to absorb and guess how and who they truly were. Hiro just seemed so innocent to him. So gentle and kind and it made Cade smile even wider. But he just couldn’t say that he was truly attracted to him like he’d been to Marcus. Sure he looked damn nice but he seemed just more like a friend where as Marcus seemed like a lover. And he definantly was able to agree that he preferred ruff people, just like he’d said to Tristen earlier about being fierce.

A mad blush formed across Cade’s cheeks as Marcus pulled his hand up and kissed it. He could feel the hardness of the passion though it but he could also feel something else grow slightly hard and he had to blush even deeper when that sensation also ran though him. He took in a deep breath but as soon as he saw Hiro attack the other male, all other feelings were lost and his eyes widened not knowing what to think or do about the situation. So he just stood and watched as the two men squabbled and kicked and punched one anther. “Holy Sh*t.” he finally swore as he looked around trying to find security.
Tristen and Blake jumped in before security could arrive and started to pull the two males away and to keep them from killing each other. Once they’d finally succeeded in doing so they separated them some feet away from each other. Both had a good amount of bruises or cuts and were bleeding. The sight of blood made Cade cringe. He absolutely hated fighting and blood and was a huge believer of peace and not violence for solving problems.

He felt dizzy so as he brought a hand to his head, Tristen helped him leave the room and try to get away from all the madness. The two were in fact not dating but had hooked up numerous times. They were more like friends with benefits. “I can’t believe that just happened.” Cade said as he took a deep breath. “God, neither can I. One minute it looked you were about to make out with the blond one and then the next the black haired one attacked! Is it even safe to have them together in the same room?” Cade only shrugged as they made it to the dressing rooms and sat down together, Cade closing his eyes and Tristen keeping a good watch on him.

[Vanilla Scented Cookie]

●I try my hardest

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●I really do

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●Can't seem to succeed...

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Hiro Mizushima

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Being violently pulled away from his target, Hiro did resist as hell, kicking his legs in the air and shaking his fists at everything and everyone around, parying for just a couple of seconds more to wholly smash Marcus's face onto the floor or a wall. He was not ashamed of what he had done, it's just he could have finished that and go to the trip just himself. But... would they really allow it to happen? He would actually be gotten rid of as soon as possible, since the security would probably think of him as of a terrorist. But how could he hurt his precious Cade even if he was let alone in one room with him? If there would be any way he would have wanted to kill the black-haired male would be by hugging him to death.
That was the part Hiro never showed to anybody other than today, and this was the part he gained and developed while having to stuggle with his usually abusive father and a dangerous environment that he was brought up in.

Hiro saw Cade walking off with Tristen and he let out a deep sigh of pain, setting himself free from the group member's grip and standing stabily on the ground, cursing in japanese again and casting sideway glares at Marcus, whose face was now partially red.
And then he regretted. He made Cade at least detest him at that particular moment and realised he would be an outcast from now on, while Marcus would get to spend all of the time with Cade. The kiss on the hand seemed to have signed it all. Hiro dropped his head and wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand.
"Gods... I am sorry. I... doing it... I should not." He spoke, having this ridiculous japanese accent stuck to his tounge again.
Marcus just spat the blood onto the floor and shook his head with anger, turning his head away from the boy towards the male that was holding himself. "I'm sorry for that kid. I should have been more cautious." He snorted. "What are you going to do with him? It may be pretty dangerous to take him with us."
Hiro froze. He clenched his teeth and felt the blood rushing over to his head again. He really had to behave from now on. He was kind and gentle, the hell! He just hated his stuff taken away from him.

[Plugs and Drugs]

●Free your mind

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●Let go

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●Let's not think about it anymore

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C A D E ~ G R A V E S

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Bringing both hands up he covered his face and let out a long sigh as he tried to figure out what would be best for their current situation. “It’d be rude to send them home, but I’ll let them know that if they plan on doing anything like that, that they might as well leave. It’ll only be a week so I really hope it wont be that hard for them to hold themselves back.” Cade had finally concluded. He stood up straightening out his shirt and looked around for a moment before looking toward Tristen. “I need a cigarette.” he declared as he walked over to his bag and grabbed one lighting it. Taking a long drag a looked toward Tristen and smirked lightly. “At least if those two get on my nerves I’ll always have you.” he said with a laugh and a snort. Tristen smiled and stood up walking toward him and brought a hand out running down his chest and kissing him hard on the lips. “Oh Cade, your such an enticing boy.” he said with a smile before leaving the room. Cade sat there a moment longer just puffing on the cigarette still wondering if those two were safe together.
There was always the choice of picking two different fans, but that would be too much work since most of them had already left for home that night. He let out another sigh before putting out the butt on the end of the cigarette and walked back out into the hallway where the group still was. As he walked up he overheard them deciding if it was safe to bring Hiro or not. And on the short walk over Cade had decided that he be damned if he let either one of them be sent home.
“Of course he’s coming.” Cade said giving the two who’d been talking about it a fierce look. “They both are. I mean really, boys will be boys, of course they’ll fight every once in a while. It’s all the testosterone is all.” He said his face returning to it’s marvelous smile. “If your sure Cade.” one of the security men said as he walked a few feet away though still a good distance to make sure that another brawl didn’t break out.

Cade smiled glad to see that things were finally getting back on terms. He looked toward the rest of his band members and waved them away. “It’s time to pack, we have to hit the road if we wanna make it to LA in time.” The band followed his orders and before he turned to leave himself he looked toward the two. “It’s no big deal about the fight, but let’s try and not let it happen again. I hate seeing people get hurt.” he said his eyes growing tender. Though he suddenly looked around looking for their manager and when he finally found him he waved him over. “Jeff! Will you bring these two to the bus and show theme the bathroom so they can clean up.” Cade said referring to the bruises and cuts they’d received. “Oh, and don’t worry about clothes you two, You both seem to be our sizes so we’ll supply the clothes.” he said with one final smile before turning and beginning to leave. He turned one last time and blew them a kiss, laughing and running the rest of the way down the hall to the dressing room.
Jeremiah looked at him upon entering and smirked lightly. “So did either of them ‘turn you on?’” you asked with air quotes. Cade only showed a toothy grin toward him. “Wellllll.” he started bringing a finger up to his cheek. “Hiro, definantly knows how to protect what he wants.” he said motioning his body, “So I have a feeling he has a wild side to him. And then Marcus definantly will be fun to play with.” he said with a laugh and snort. The rest of the band just looked at him with an amused look and laughed along with him. Cade had always been the one in the band who was able to cheer people up and make sure that everything was okay. He was there when they had a hard breakup, when they needed advice, when they needed help on some of the music and overall Cade had literally just become their oversized teddy bear. Without him there, there would be absolutely no point in the band even going on anymore. They would never have the heart to replace him with somebody else; besides, nobody would be able to live up to his name, personality, or his being in general.

As they pack Cade couldn’t help but admit to himself what an interesting night it had been. The concert was a success like usual and the two fans the band was basically adopting for a week were so far very interesting and everybody couldn’t wait to get to know them. Cade sighed though a little disappointed knowing that he would most likely go pass out on the bus because of the fact that he got so exhausted while traveling. And without sleep the kind loving Cade that everybody knew would probably transform into the devil himself if you didn’t watch out. Eventually everybody had everything packed and ready and like always the stage hands did a wonderful job of seeing that everything got torn down smoothly and nothing happened to their equipment. Walking outside they were greeted by even more fans who’d waited outside for autographs. Cade gladly took a sharpie and signed the breasts of a few females and took some pictures before they finally truly had to get going. He blew them all a kiss and followed the rest of the men toward the bus; speaking of which was huge. Able to hold at least eight people there were little room compartments everywhere including three smaller bedrooms and a bathroom. The members always took turns driving and the two fans would be able to sleep in the living area where the couch could pull out into a bed and once again there was plenty of room. Knowing Cade after the second or third day, he’d be inviting the two into his own bedroom to ‘cuddle’ where there would privacy. At least either him or Tristen would to that knowing the two sneaky devils. Upon entering the bus Cade saluted everybody and blew them a goodbye kiss before making his way to his small compartment room. He was way to tired that night to even think of hooking up with anyone and just wanted a nice night alone with his pillow. So once his head had finally hit that little piece of heaven, he was out.