Lonely Existence

Plan B

A/N: Hello all! There are several song lyrics in this chapter. I don't own them. The first one is "Live my Life" by Bon Jovi. The second is "Everyday" also by Bon Jovi, and the third is "Bounce" by..you guessed it..Bon Jovi :)

SimplyBooklogical: *Grins*

CapricornKitty1975: Good! It can be a little addiction for you *Giggles*

Anywho, here is the chapter. I hope you like it. Please vote and comment.Thank you so much for your support *huggles.*

Despite the headache that feels like my head is about to split in two and the nausea that makes me want to toss my cookies every single time I move, I wake up obscenely early this morning. In case you are wondering, 8 am is considered obscenely early in my book.

I just had to get up early today. It is an important day that will hopefully resolve many issues. I have already showered and dressed in my "disguise." Sure the group knows who I am now, but the rest of Domino has no clue. A resounding knock draws my attention to the hotel door. I open the door and Seto step through; his cold cerulean eyes scanning my form judgmentally. What a dick.

"How is your hand?" he lifts my bandaged hand and turns it around between his hands; examining the bandage. I wiggle my fingers.

"A little sore, but it will be fine in time for the concert," I respond taking my hand back from his grasp.

"Good. I promised you last night that I would hear you out. So here I am," he sits down in one of the arm chairs, crossing his legs. He presses his fingertips together in front of him and focuses his full attention on me. I hand him a small folded piece of paper and take a few steps backwards. I watch my manager open the folded paper and read it. "Yami what is this?" He lets out a frustrated sigh, turning it over and showing the document to me.

"It's an address, Seto," I fold my arms over my chest and narrow my eyes at him.

He rolls his eyes, "Smartass. I know that. Why are you giving me this address? What is there?"

I smirk. Yami: 5 Seto: 3. "Just be there at 11:00 am this morning."

"Why?" He asks flatly.

"You will see," the smirk on my face growing wider as I grab my black beany and shove it on my head. "I will see you there," I wink at him and take my leave from the hotel room; leaving my confused and frustrated manager behind.

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I climb out of the taxi and pay the man the owed amount of Yen. Music pours out of the already open garage door. I step into the garage, the band not taking notice of me just yet. They were all lost in their own world, allowing the music to carry them away. Yugi's eyes are closed as he sang into the microphone. My face instantly heats up upon realizing it is one of my songs that they are performing.

The amount of passion behind Yugi's singing sends chills down my spine. I smile and walk up to the microphone; placing myself next to Yugi. I took a few breathes while counting myself into the song. My voice rises from the depths of my diaphragm and unites with Yugi's.

This is for the ones who stood their ground
For Tommy and Gina who never backed down 

Yugi's amethyst eye cracks open. I felt a warmth wash over me as I watched the corners of his lips turn upward in a smile. He did not pause to say anything. We just continue singing.