In Tokyo, Japan, four youngsters had decided to form a band. The boys Yuya, Takumi and Aoi and the younger girl Reyoko. They had formed a band together and practiced their songs on Reyoko's school. But, seeing as Takumi, the leader, was on drums, and Yuya and Aoi on guitar, and Reyoko the vocal, they were missing a bassist. The unemployed Takumi had had his luck finding Reyoko and therefore, the duty was on her to find their new bassist, maybe out of the students at her school. Aoi, with his social awkwardness, wouldn't be able to approach if he found one, after all, and Yuya, though he had a good chance with his work, thought that it would be a good idea to let Reyoko try and find band members on her own so she would tribute in her own way to the band. They had quite normal everydays; Takumi had his finances payed by his family, and Aoi had his own living expenses covered by both his family and a job. They were all steady and lived on their own. They devoted all free time to their band, and together they were inseparable childhood friends, all except Reyoko, who had come in later. But they treated her like their little sister, always taking care of her and making sure she wouldn't be in trouble with money or anything in school. Takumi woke up late that day, it was just a regular Friday morning, and he yawned as he rolled out of bed, groaning as he hit his back on the floor. It was 11:03 AM and he was so annoyed with waking up. But he had to go meet his band in three hours, so he just sighed and decided that that was what it was. He lied on the floor for a few minutes before finally getting up, walking to the bathroom as he grumbled something about getting a carpet on his floor. After a quick, hot shower, he went to his living room where he put on his clothes, jeans and a white t-shirt with a black vest over it. After he was done dressing, he made a cup of coffee, walking around inside his apartment as he drank it. He was too lazy to get any breakfast, and whenever he was hungry, he'd grab a bite to eat. He ruffled a hand through his hair as he looked out into the distance. He was wondering whether or not they'd have a bassist this afternoon. Knowing Rey, she would probably be really nervous even if she did find someone, and he hadn't wanted to pressure her. But he really thought it'd be a good idea for her... anyways right now it would. If she found them a bassist, she'd feel a bigger responsibility for the band, and that was what they needed at the current moment. Members who loved what they were doing, loved the music and were devoted to the band. He knew that Rey loved the music, but she had been reluctant to join. He didn't want her to regret her decision, and thus he tried to make her as big a part of the band as he could, wanting to make her feel comfortable. He thought that if she felt like she had been responsible for something good that happened to the band, she'd be happier with being with the band in general. He was quite happy-go-lucky on that point. He thought that everyone could gain happiness on their own. Aoi woke early. It was about half past six when he was awake. He got up slowly from his bed, pulling on his glasses. He went to the bathroom and took a short shower, making sure he was completely clean before he walked off to his room. He picked out a simple outfit, seeing as he'd have to change when he got to work anyway, so he just went with jeans and a black turtleneck shirt. He looked himself in the mirror, trying to tell if something was wrong with his appearance. It was probably just his imagination. Looking through his phone, he saw two new mails from his mother and aunt, asking him why he wasn't answering. He closed the phone down without reading the mails. He went to the kitchen, making himself toast and a cup of tea. He knew he had to eat something seeing as he would have to serve tables from 10 AM to 1:30 PM and he would constantly have to move around until he got off work. As he packed his things, wallet, phone, keys, whatever he needed, he kept glancing at his watch. Okay, 8:30. He would have to go in about half an hour to make it there to change and help open the shop. He cleaned the house a little, making his bed and checking the laundry before he left the house. He had enough money from his parents to have a house, but he really just wanted to do something on his own. He wanted to be able to build his own way of life. And he was also showing his own place by having his own job. Takumi had approached him one day and asked him to join the band since he loved playing guitar, and he had said yes because he thought it was a good idea to try something like that. It had been a great experience, and the joining of Reyoko had brought a nice dynamic to their band, in his own opinion. She was kind and gentle, different from all three of the guys, and thus he really liked her. But only as a friend. He had other people whom he was... involved with. He never went into depth with his own feelings because he didn't like being too personal. Naoki was supposed to go to her first day in the new school today. She groaned as her alarm sounded in her ears, and she almost broke the clock trying to shut it down. Checking her phone, it was 6:30AM. Not caring that she could still sleep a little longer, the female got up and checked herself in the mirror. She had dyed her hair blonde the night before and really enjoyed the color on herself. She went to take a shower, styling her hair in the mirror. When she got to her room, she picked out a band logo t-shirt, a leather jacket and jeans with chains attached to them. She put on her piercings and a collar around her neck. She went to her kitchen but only made a cup of coffee, seeing as she wasn't hungry. She'd fetch something later if she got hungry or something like that. She wasn't a person to whine about not getting food. She checked that her bag was packed with her phone, keys and wallet and also her school books. Other than that, she made sure that the bag containing her bass was there so she wouldn't forget it on her way to school. When she was done with her things, it was still a little early and she sat on the couch for a little, knowing that this would possibly change a lot for her. Now... Naoki was a boy. She didn't care about it much, she felt more comfortable in the clothes and behavior pattern of a male. She didn't attend P.E at the high school as she filled it with other classes, and thus no one could figure out her gender that way. When it was finally time, she went off to school with her hands in her pockets, her bags on her shoulder and back. She didn't seem bothered by the weight and just walked, humming softly to herself as she kicked the air with her feet. When she finally reached the school, she looked up. "Great... this is going to be the lamest school start, I tell ya..." She grumbled as she walked towards the entrance, searching until she found the principal's office and was lead to her classroom.