Lonely Existence

Merger

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"Ra! That competition was actually fun," Malik giggles, "You really shut them down Atemu." I look down, a bright blush covering my face. Like I mentioned before, I'm try to avoid being that vulgar in my performances; however, it was a completion and I wanted to win.

After the competition, Seto ushers us into one of the conference rooms at the hotel. Apparently, he has some 'important' news to convey to us. The conference room is large and easily able to accommodate at least 50 people. I take a seat at the table and lean my head back against the back of the chair. My eyes droop. Oh, how I would pay for a nap right now.

"You look so exhausted," I hear Yugi's sweet voice float towards me and the chair beside me creaks with the weight of its new occupant.

"A little bit," I raise my head, forcing myself to stay awake. Ah. Hell. I can sleep later. The other band members each take a random seat around the table while they continue their conversation about the competition and how we are far superior to the girls.

Seto flings the door open and enters the room, "Congratulations on your victory."

"Can the pleasantries. We know it's not your style. What did you want to tell us?" I ask him.

He blinks at me for a few seconds and continues with his response, "What do you think of Pink Poison?"

I arch an eyebrow, "They are good. Why?"

"What about the rest of you?" Seto glances around at the other band members, ignoring my question.

Bakura shrugs nonchalantly, "They are fine. Why do you ask?"

"Because the concerts tomorrow night have been merged," he slides a document down the table towards me.

"What?" I growl. I scan the one page document stating the location where the girls were to perform tomorrow night had an electrical fire earlier today. It will be closed for at least a few weeks. The only other available venue is where we are performing tomorrow night. I narrow my eyes at my manager. What the actual fuck?

"Aren't you supposed to get our feedback on this kind of arrangement BEFORE you do it?" I snap.

"Stop being such a baby, Yami. It is one concert," Seto rolls his eyes. I narrow my eyes at him. Yami: 16 Seto: 10.

"I don't play well with others," Bakura adds with a low rumbling growl, "I don't want to perform with them.

"Too bad," Seto states flatly, "sometimes in this industry, you have to do things you really do not want to do and perform with people you do not want to perform with. It is one concert. So grow up and figure out a way to work with them. They will be coming by soon to work out the details with you." Seto spins on his heel and leaves the conference room.