Anything For Love[Roger Taylor fan fiction]

The Greens and The Blues and Purples

 Finally, you have made it to the Rainbow. It's slightly rainy outside and you make it inside. There is Queen merchandise sitting on some tables as fans inspect them. You and Leah quickly pass by.

You and Leah join the large crowd of people funneling into the double doors that leads to the main stage

You hear a guitar start suddenly start as you all get settled standing up.

"Here I stand. Look around around, but you won't see me '' 

It's black. 

"Now I'm here." 

You see a flash of Freddie in his flowy white shirt. 

He reaches his arms out. You watch as he gracefully walks around on stage, the spotlight electrifying his white outfits. 

Brian is playing his guitar on your right, and John on the left, drifting towards roger. Although you couldn't see Roger all that much you could hear the sound of the drums, pounding in your chest. 

You could see the lights reflecting off his bare chest. 

Freddie was the most beautiful performer. He kicked his leg out, "Down in the city just uh you and me." he pointed at the crowd and your heart melted. He was so incredible. 

Roger was in the middle of a quick drum solo and you couldn't take your eyes off of him. 

"Thank you! Thank you! You happy we're back?"Freddie said near the end of Now I'm Here. "It's really nice to be back home and it's been so long we missed you all, we really have, have you missed us?"

 You scream yes at him.

"Well, it's time for ogre battle." He says and starts the next song. 

He suddenly has a different shirt on. The flowy one is gone and green lights are starting to light up the whole stage. 

It was an ungodly experience to see them. You could see Roger a bit more. He looked so good. He had a strange shine, it was really hot in there and you could tell he could feel it as well. 

"Thank you, thank you, love you darlings, do you all have your black fingernails, and your white ones" he pauses for a second listening to the screams of fangirling 

"Those seem to be over there, would you guys like something else from Queen ii? Well, this one is called father...to son!" 

His single glove sparkling in the lights. You could not see Roger at all now. 

There were three spotlights on Freddie, John, and Brian. 

You stood there next to Leah in your black latex dress absolutely mesmerized. "I'm so glad we came!" Leah says leaning over having to shout for you could hear her. "I've never seen anything better than this." You say. 

You looked back to see Roger, his small curls around his face, the most beautiful and handsome face you think you could ever imagine. The way he whacked each drum so fast and so good made you feel...happy? No, like butterflies. Fluttering around your stomach as you continue to stare at him. 

Leah must have noticed your face "fancy someone up there?" she asks in a funny way. "Possibly," you say staring at roger. You knew you couldn't say since she liked him. 

"Freddie Mercury. He is INCREDIBLE!" She says, raising her voice. 

His satin shirt, almost a crop top and is high-waisted matching pants with his thick white boots clomping around on the stage as he held his broken microphone singing. 

"Nice thank you thank you very much right now we would like to do more of a sad song sorry guys so I hope you got all your attitudes out, this is a number from Queen ii, the White Queen written by Brian May." Freddie chipped in and you could've died. His accent muffled some of his words but they were still beautiful. His talking voice was almost even more beautiful than his singing voice. 

Although you just fell in love with Freddie, you had since their first album Queen, you fell in love with Roger Taylor. 

You started dreaming how it would be just for a night to be his little roadie how perfect he would be, you wish your dream could come true. 

As Freddie with his one black painted hand sat at his piano along with brian you looked at the blinking lights. 

They started swirling all around. The greens and the blues and purples. It was like they were going directly towards you. 

It was all closing in on you. 

You didn't know what was going on till you couldn't see, hear, or think of anything more.