Concert In Rome [Narrative]

[Ongaku Migoto]

The house was defiantly packed tonight. Housing a capacity crowd of 50,000 screaming fans, the Ceaserian Stadium in Rome
filled to the brim with people. Migoto found himself in Rome on tonight, not here in happenstance like his usual outings, he
had a purpose tonight. Using some of his old musical contacts, Migoto arranged a gig in Italy, playing with some old friends
of his, he asked for a specific cut to lend his musical talents that evening. When the band said that Migoto was good but not
for the price he asked, they told him that they had a great bassist to sit in and not worry about making the show. None of
this mattered as Migoto had already flew to Rome.

Entering the Stadium, Migoto asked around and eventually found the name and physical description of the man who spot he
planned to fill. Tracking him down to concession stand near a bathroom, Migoto casual struck up a conversation with the man
as he was washing his hands of beer, spilled on him by a rowdy fan trying desperately to get an autograph. Feigning reliving himself Migoto casual began, "Fans man, what can I say besides everything that's already been said about em, what set ya playing tonight?" Migoto asked with his back turned toward the man at the sink.

"Yeah man, I know but hey, comes with the territory I guess." The man replied, his long greasy hair in the way of his face as he put his hands under the running water. "I'm here playing bass for Unhinged Lust tonight." He continued.

Taking this as his cue Migoto smiled, "Well I think the sets gonna be smashing, great guys they are." Migoto said warmly,
whistling as he continued the charade of false urination. Focusing the sound of the air escaping his lips, Migoto directed the soothing noise to the man's ears.

"Yeah... My favorite... lads... in the world they are..." The man replied sluggishly. Yawning and stretching the man attempted to grab some paper towel before unwittingly falling asleep, falling toward the floor. Migoto ran and caught him before he fell and severely hurt himself.

"Caught ya mate, I wan you out not hurt." Migoto said looking around before dragging the man to the nearest enclosed stall,
placing on the seat of the toilet carefully."

"You know you care for these meat bags too much love." Hibiki said nonchalantly, appearing behind Migoto.

"Yeah well, he'll be fine here, come on we gotta go see the boys so I can get his spot and my cut tonight." Migoto said,
standing up and closing the stall door.

[Ongaku Migoto]

Listening for the voices of the band, It didn't take Migoto long to find his old friends. After walking into the dressing room unnoticed Migoto greeted everyone with handshakes and hugs. "Glad to see ya mate, but I told ya on the phone we got a dude who's pretty righteous on the old six strings." A man with long flowing blond hair said, the loudness of his lavender and pink ensemble clashing in Migoto's cornstarch tinted shades.

"I know, I came to see the show anyways, where is the old chap, I wanna lay me eyes on him." Migoto said playfully.

"Don't know, but he's taking a while to get back, probably met up with some gal in the stands." The blond man said taking a seat.

After about 40 minutes, the band grew anxious, and while Migoto kept them busy with small talk, they were getting impatient, their set was supposed to have started 10 minutes ago. "We can't wait forever! Dammit Liam, where in the bloody hell are you?" the blond man cried out in desperation.

"Relax George, I'll go on if need be." Migoto said in a carefree voice, happy to see his machinations fall into place.

"Love to have you old boy, but we can't pay ya what your asking for..." George said, looking at the clock, beads of sweat accumulating on his brow.

"I understand, well see you guys I'm going to get a seat." Migoto said standing up, using his proficiency with sound, amplifying the screams of the crowd until their cries shook the dressing room.

"Tony wait!!! We'll pay, just play." George screamed in desperation.

"Well then ladies, what are we waiting for." Migoto said merrily. "Oh and Georgy boy I'll only need half if you let me introduce the set." Migoto said, grabbing his guitar from its travel case. The band agreed to the terms and thy all made their way to the stage.

[Ongaku Migoto]

Migoto was in his element now. Standing in front of the ravenous fans, he felt as calm he could, the definition of cool. He introduced the band, and then proceeded to address the crowd, many of them recognizing his face from other shows. "Hey! I'm glad to see all your smiling faces here tonight, let me ask you something... do you feel good tonight! Are ya'll ready to rock tonight." Migoto screamed into the mic, full of charisma as held his guitar, his strumming causing it to sound like it spoke his words along with him in a distorted voice. The crowd responded with much fervor, practically begging him to continue. He tried to focus in and listen for Yancha's voice amongst the crowd, but could not find it, continuing the set nonetheless.

"I'm Tony, your magic man for tonight, I can grant any desire you ask of me, and I mean anything ladies." Migoto said, amidst the cheers of the raving lunatics in the crowd. "Do you wanna hear me play for you?" Migoto asked, and was responded with a nearly unanimous yes from the crowd. "I'm sorry but you call that a response, maybe we should just go home, I asked you did
you wanna hear see me play tonight?" Migoto asked again, antagonizing the crowd further. The cheers seem to go up an octave this time, as Migoto smiled, leaning toward the mic again, "Just one more time people, do you want to feel the music tonight?" Migoto said as the noise shook the rafters, the fans seemed that they could not wait any longer without going mad.

In the moment the crowd agreed to the last request, Migoto felt a surge of energy, at least 30,000 people had fed into his taunts, unwittingly offering their souls to the charming musician, as he simply smiled. "Well then, who the hell am I to keep you waiting?" Migoto said as he swiftly stroked the guitar in his hands, the crowd taken aback and loud as ever, reeling from the sound of the last riff. Migoto smiled as he began to play, signaling the band to began their set as they chimed in to play along with Migoto, who switched from bass to lead as the song progressed.

[click here for song; www.youtube.com/watch?v=GccfzxHIXaY&feature=related ]

"You know, your so cute when your manipulative like this." Hibiki said to Migoto, floating in front of Migoto, invisible to all but him, as even she was enamored by the sounds of the evening.