Kazen came up with the idea when he was bored. See, he had alot of time on his hands back then (what with being done highshool and all) and thus he came up with grand ideas like this one. Starting a band sounded easy enough. All he needed was people to play in his band. Kazen, being the genius he is, decided to hold an audition in his garage. Surly that would start the ball rolling....

The Audition

Kazen had placed 'informative' posters around the local high school, and now waited in his lovely garage for people to show up. Finally, after a few minutes, someone pokes their head into the garage. The nameless guy walks in with a bongo drum in his hands.

"Play." States Kazen, eyeing the guy. The guy plays horribly and Kazen ends up tossing him out of the garage a moment later, yelling "NEXT!"

Next comes in a boy with blue hair, dragging his keyboard and stand inside. "Whoo! That some funky hair man! I think I’ve just gone blind.” The boy smiles brightly at Kazen's hair colour. Kazen growls at the boy and taps his foot impatiently while he sets up.

The blue haired wonder kid plugs in his keyboard, and starts fingering the keys gracefully. It takes Kazen a second to realize the kid was playing Beethoven music, which is really good, but then he starts singing the lyrics to 'Do You Like It?' a song by Our Lady Peace in tune with the music.

"I know how you love

To watch me beg

So here I am

Do you like it? Yeah yeah…

I don't want to be a puppet for you

I don't want to bite the

Hand that's feeding

I don’t want to be a sucker for you…”"

He finishes with some quick Beethoven fingering and head banging. Kazen stares at him for a second then grins. "You're crazy, ugly and an odd ball.... you're hired! What's your name kid?"  

"My name is Yang Fu. And I’m no kid." Mr. Fu leans on his keyboard cooly, almost knocking it over. Kazen chuckles at him, shaking his head.

Yang grins suddenly. "You're hired."

Kazen blinks, "Uhh...I think you’re a little confused. See, I'm hiring YOU."

Yang winks, "Then our feelings are mutual, ne? This is great. You gonna tell me your name good-look’n?"

Kazen sweatdrops and glares at Yang.  "Get outta here, Yang. NEXT!"

Yang unplugs his keyboard and packs up. “So should I assume you don’t have a name then?”

Kazen: “It’s Kazen. NEXT!”

Yang: “Ka Zen? Or Kaazan? As in—“

Kazen sighs heavily, “Kazen. No more, no less. Just Kazen. That’s all you need to know. Now get out of here, Fu.”

Yang smirks: “Sure thing, boss.”

After a few other really stupid people pass through trying their best to sound like rock stars, in walks a smaller boy with blond hair and a single black lock. Kazen blinks, recognizing him.

"Feather? I thought you only played the clarinet?"

Feather's eye twitches slightly at the suggestion. "That was in GRADE SCHOOL!! Ahem. Now then." Feather claps his hands. Two other people wander in wander in, dragging an impressive set of drums for him and set them up in the corner.

Once set up, Feather pulls out a black and a white drum stick from his back pocket and takes a seat at the drums. He does a few very kick ass tricks on his drum set, impressing Kazen. Feather’s good points at the drums fall short when the boy starts singing:

            "Three blind mice!

            Three blind mice!

            See how they run!

            See how they run!

            They all ran after the farm-"

"YOU'RE NOT IN GRADE THREE!" Everything goes quiet and Feather glares at Kazen.

Kazen sighs, "Your drumming was...good. I like it, therefore you’re hired. Get out before I change my mind!"

"Yays!" Feather hops out of the garage, the guys and his drum set following.

After a few hours, the auditions had died down significantly. Kazen was sitting around flicking the chains on his arms out of boredom when a young boy ran into the room, and banged into a nearby wall.

Dazed, he looked up. "Am I...late??" he asked, going to drag his guitar in.

"Yes, but you can audition."

"All right!" The boy hugs Kazen. "Thank you very much, Kazen sir!"

Kazen sighs. "What's your name?"

"Richard." Without missing a beat, Richard swings his guitar onto his shoulder. Warming up, he plays a few riffs and scales.

            "I believe in miracles,

            Where you from

            You sexy thing?

            You sexy thing you!"

"Enough!" Kazen silences the kid named Richard.

 "Oh, sorry, Kazen sir." Richard does a cheap little bow.

"You're in." Kazen growled. "Just don't call me sexy!"

 "Alright, Kazen sir!" Richard jumps around.

"Don't call me sir!"

 "Sorry sir!"

Kazen, getting angry now: "Get out!"

Richard hops outside and bumps into the two other members of this new band.

"LOOK! It's a ying-yang!" Feather points at Yang and laughs. Yang makes a face and grumbles something about Feather being a transvestite. Richard blinks at them.

Kazen walks out of his garage and puts his sunglasses on to block the sun from his eyes.

 Yang, Richard, and Feather look at him awaiting their first order of business.

 “Alright, everyone off my property!” Kazen orders.

 The new band mates blink at each other, confused, “Uh…?”

Kazen points at them:  “OFF!”

”But…what about…?” starts Feather, but shuts up after seeing the glare from Kazen.

“Off off, off!!” The older teen shoos them off the lawn.

With a sigh the three boys slowly march away, one after the other, leaving Kazen standing alone, surrounded by instruments that didn’t belong to him.

 When the three don’t come back for the instruments Kazen is forced to drag everything into his garage.

The next afteroon Kazen walks into the local high school through the double doors. His mission: Locate and well…locate. He ignores the ‘Will all guests report to the main office’ sign and turns down a hall insearch of his three newly-hired band mates.

Students are hurrying around him to get to their lockers to get their books for 4^th period. Some girls watch and whisper as Kazen walks by not blending in at all with the other students.

Kazen sees someone that looks like Feather but has black hair, thinking that Feather dyed his hair last night Kazen grabs the boy’s arm and starts to drag him away. “Come on lets go, I’ve been looking all over for you, Feather.”

The boy who’d been in the middle of a conversation before he’d been interrupted gets dragged away. “Ah, eh, uh? Ok!” He grabs Kazen’s arm and follows obediently. “I know this great broom closet!”

Kazen stops dead in his tracks,” …What was that?” The boy turns around and blinks. Kazen actually looks at whom he’d taken by the arm. Black hair, blue eyes…Not MUCH difference from the boy he’d interviewed. There was no mistake.

 Without saying anything more, Kazen turns around only to find himself face to face with a proper looking Feather. “…Hey Kazen, w-what you doing with my brother?”  Feather asks.

 Kazen looks at the boys clinging to him with black hair. He turns back to the real Feather and glares. “There are two of you? You. Come.” He grabs Feathers arm and starts dragging him away, leaving the feather imposter behind.

”Ah, eh, uh, my class is going to start soon!” Feather struggles against Kazen’s pull, attracting a fair bit of attention.  Just then Yang sees Kazen pulling Feather away, “Yo Kazen!” Yang runs up and jumps on Kazen’s back.

“Ahh! Get off, you freak!” Kazen shakes Yang off and proceeds to pull them both away by the wrists.

Feather: ”Wah, m-my fourth period…I have to go to history…”
 Yang: ”Cool. Where’re we going?”
Kazen: ”Just shut up and follow.”
Feather: ”Ahh...Corey help…”

”I’m coming Feather!!” Without further ado; Corey comically tackles Kazen onto the floor. He shakes his head and looks down at Kaz, whom he’s sitting on. “Would you rather do it here or in some confined space, dearest?”

Kazen blinks a couple times, sits up and smacks Corey. “Excuse me! Who said you could just jump on people thinking they would sleep with you?!”

Corey smiles: “Well last time I checked I did!”

Yang and Feather stare down at Corey and Kazen.

 “Get off me!” Kazen shoves Corey off and stands up brushing off his pants, he then notices that his belt is undone. “What the…? When did you--?” Not knowing when that happened Kazen does his belt back up and motions for Feather and Yang to follow him. “You two know where that Richard kid is by any chance?”

”Not a clue!” they answer unanimously.

Corey jumps up and follows his brother. “Who is that, if I may be so bold to ask?”

”He’s uh… well he’s Kazen.” Feather looks over at Corey, who seems to be repeating the name quietly to himself.

 “Wait.” Feather stops walking, forcing Corey to stop too. “You’re not going to try to…are you?”

Corey laughs evilly: ”Hell yeah, looks kind of fun!”

”Ah…good for you!” Feather pats his brother on the back.

”Hurry the fuck up you wieners!”  Kazen hollers back at them.

Corey gives a smirk behind Kazen’s back.  “Can I have yours?”

Kazen stops. “Yang remind me never to say that word around him again."

Yang: "Yessir, general Kazen sir!'

As they round the corner, they find Richard on his knees in front of another student holding a can of something out an open window.

"You want the lovely beer? Take it!” The student tosses the beer can out the open hall window into the yard below.

Richard’s eyes go wide and he jumps out the window after the beer with no thought whatsoever of his own safety. “No! BEER!! Come baaaaack!”

Kazen/Corey/Yang/Feather: “…..”

Kazen: "Why did I hire you guys again?"

Yang grins sheepishly while Feather and Corey hang out the window shouting at a crumpled Richard. "Because we're talented."

Kazen: "Something tells me I'm going regret starting this band..."

(famous last words...)

TBC

Written by DNT themselves 

"So far I'm getting that Kazen has no idea what he's getting himself into. I-Yang- am having way too much fun. Feather has obviously not hit puberty yet *cough cough*and Richard has serious mental issues. Kazen what were you thinking...?"

~Fu

I take offence, Yang =___= bastard. I hate you. Don’t ever come near me again. You suck. Seriously. Bastard. Did I mention I hate you? *frufrus away from Yang and more over to Kazen* Kazen will be my best friend now. HA loser XP

~Feather