Welcome to the Band
#7 of Lann
Just to clarify, my last story posted had nothing to do with this series, just the same character in a younger phase, but I think most furs were looking for a tie in with the plot, sry for the confusion.
Anyway, here it is, after much writers block I got it. Warning you before hand, no yiff, but still has some hot stuff in it, enjoy, next one coming soon.
Welcome to the Band
by Lannius Drasec
I sit down on my bed, my actual bed, my bed that has been my bed for about three weeks. Ever since those three weeks has been nothing but Hotels, damn them hotels, always moving around, never a moments peace. I hated hotels at this point, and now I was in love with our apartment. Everything about it, the free space, the key, for some reason when you have your own key to your own apartment it gives you chills just to slide it into the slot.
Above all, I loved my roommate. Some one I could trust, someone I could depend on, and someone that was there if I ever needed some sexual release, Tide was all of those things. He had left a little while ago, hopefully to find a better job than either of us had. Somehow, we managed to end up in another sub shop, ANOTHER ONE! We had escaped that last one, and now we traveled across America just to find another one to work in, and somehow our boss called this one and said, and I quote, " Make those two sons of bitches miserable as possible."
Well, all that is just something we have to put up with for now, but today is a free day for me, free from any kind of work. Every day has either been working or chatting with Kevin for possible movie openings. Nothing, apparently no one in this town recognizes young talent. Winning a film festival is apparently about the level of wining a spelling bee to impress Harvard University. It was hard, and things were only getting harder.
I go to my Bed and sit down, reaching to my side and stroking the strings on my Acoustic Guitar. No matter what was going on in my life, I could always count on a Guitar to calm me down. I've always made my own music, you know I'm mad if I play someone else's music, or depressed if I'm playing some low key music. But no matter what, I always played my own music when I was in a good mood. Basically, I play my mood, nothing else.
I could feel the mood I was in even before I gripped the polished wood of the guitar and brought it to my leg. I felt relaxed but troubled, content, but confused. I just let my fingers move and out came very slow Spanish Guitar Music, almost like Antonio Bandares in Once Upon a Time in Mexico. Only difference is I didn't whip out a Double Barrel Sawed off Shotgun.
(to get an idea of what I played, see Once Upon a Time in Mexico Soundtrack - El Mariachi.)
I played to my hearts song and just completely relaxed myself. It's amazing really, how something as small as soothing music can make the world seem right. This moment, of course, was short lived.
The door opened and closed and in walked Tide. He had a shift today and was home a little late. " Honey, I'm home. "
" Very funny man. How was work? " I said over my guitar. Hopefully he was in a relaxed mood like me.
" Oh, same old, same old. " He came in the room and went over my guitar to give me a kiss on the lips. I returned the kiss and held it for a few moments. " What about your day? " My day was uneventful really, but for the sake of conversation I spoke up.
" Well, first I slept in for a while, then I finally got up and went for a fly around Hollywood. I saw some openings for movie parts for you and only one directing job, but it wasn't for me, so I didn't bother. I came home and started to do some more work on our script. "
" The comedy or action? "
" Action, you know you're the funny one, I can't write comedy for shit. " He shrugs and sits behind me and starts to rub my back. " After all that I just ate a small lunch and started playing some guitar when you came back from work. "
" Sounds like a nice day. " He rubbed my shoulders smoothly with his warm hands and it felt like a load had been lifted. " You like that? "
" Yeah, I do. I'm glad I have a roommate like you. " I give him a friendly smile and he nuzzles my neck.
" Speaking of Mate, how about we both forget everything for a little while. " He starts to massage lower and lower towards my crotch. I shift with my guitar.
" Not today, I can't concentrate when I'm this flustered."
" Why are you flustered? "
" Well, it's just..." I look into his eyes, I owed him an explanation to why we hadn't done anything for a little over a month. " I'm worried. All this time we were kids and wanted to make movies and went to film festivals, I feel like it was all for nothing and that all we really did is move further away from our family to find another dead beat job. It just really scares me that tall my preparation has been a waste of time. "
" Hey, look at me, " I look over my shoulder at the beautiful bright phoenix. He strokes a talon under my chin as he speaks. " you are the best there is at making movies, and never let anyone else tell you otherwise. I know that eventually you will get your chance and that you'll blow this town away. I can wait for that moment, because I know that will be the moment when it will be best. " I look into Tide's eyes with extreme amazement, wow, every time he speaks to me I feel completely at ease. He's relaxing and funny at the same time, no wonder he wants to be an actor.
He gives me a reassuring nod and I feel I should thank him. I push him down to the bed and plant my scaly lips on his beak, sliding my serpentine tongue into his mouth and down his throat, wiggling it around a bit to make him moan. We part maws and I stare at him under me. " I promise as soon as we land steady jobs I'll give you the most passionate night you could ever dream of. "
" Deal, until then, I know a place where you can go to unwind a little. " I stare at him confused, unwind? " There is a place that just opened up and it's supposed to be really fun, a Club. I think it's called Club Yiffstar. "
I blink at the name. " Yiffstar? Where does that sound...familiar from? "
" That's what I've been trying to figure out. " We both stand there and think.
" I think it's an Erotic Web site. " Remembering back to my teenage days on the web.
" No, I think it's a Web site for Movie Stars. "
" Wanna bet on it? "
" Ten bucks. "
" You're on. " I go to take a shower and prepare for my outing. I turn the water up to scolding and step under the stream. I bathe in the hotter than hot water and let all filth wash from my body. I watch as the steam rises up from my hardened skin, the steam tinted crimson red as it rises off my scales. I wash up as good as I can and get out. I get dressed in something casual and slip on my leather jacket, never leave home without it.
I come out of my bedroom and Tide is standing by the door. He is looking a little annoyed. I go to the door and he whips out a ten dollar bill and I take it without hesitation. I walk out and jump off of the ground and soar into the fresh air.
The wind raises my wings and fills them with a light breeze. I look around and finally see some spot lights signaling the opening of a new club. I fly down and there are a lot of people waiting in line. Luckily, the top entrance wasn't as long a line. I drop in regularly, not really wanting to be noticed. I walk up to the line and it moves relatively fast. I get to the club and go inside. There are rooms with computers in them, most I guess are linked on to the club's sponsor. There is a bar, no interest there, there is a dance floor, some interest there. I looked to the stage where the band had apparently not made it or went on break and saw my interest.
" Oh my god. " A fender Stratocaster, one of the most popular guitars in the world. I look at it more than most guys were looking at girls. I go up to it and just stare at it. Suddenly I see someone back stage arguing with someone else. I didn't want any kind of fight to break out, so I went back to see what's wrong.
" What do you mean you can't find them? How hard is it to find someone? Go! " A grumpy badger was yelling at a technician. I approach the badger, aware of his frustration.
" Excuse me sir? " He turns to look at me, shifting his mood as I am a customer.
" Yes sir, what can I do for you? "
" I couldn't help but hear the yelling, is there anything I can do to help? "
" Not unless you can play guitar kid. " He said it in a joking way
" Actually, I do. "
He looks back at me and just stares. " You do? "
" Yeah. "
" Do you know any of the songs on this list? "
He hands me a stage list and it has good enough songs, stuff by Hinder, Sum 41, Nickleback, nothing I couldn't handle. " Sure, I know them. "
" All of them? "
He was starting to sound desperate. I nodded my head and he thrust his fist in the air.
" You are a godsend. "
He pats me on the back and ushers me into a room. There, two other Dragons and a fox were standing there.
" Who the hell is this? "
" This is...uh..."
He looks to me for guidance.
" I'm Lannius, people call me Lann. "
" He plays all the songs that you are performing tonight! "
" Really? " One of the dragons said. " And what if John shows back up? "
" We can't worry about that now, " the badger cut in. " I have people out there that want to be entertained.
The fox spoke up, and with a British accent, clearly the singer. " He's right, if John gets back he'll just take over. " The fox gets up and walks towards me. I was a bit nervous, he was extremely cute. " Welcome to the band Lann. "
Everyone else comes over and shakes my paw. The two dragons names were Mark and Mike, brother musicians. Mark played bass and mike played drums. Which left the lead singer as the fox, Chad. They lead me to the front stage where they go out on stage and ready their instruments. I picked up the Stratocaster and got chills just having it in my hand. Wow, I couldn't believe it.
Mark stood next to me and whispered the song we were supposed to play next in my ear. He came close, and said right into my ear. " Fat lip, good luck brother. " I nod to him and begin the song.
( Fat Lip by Sum 41)
This was crazy, all the screaming girls and guys just watching in amazement while I rip solo's usually meant for two separate guitars. I could see why Chad was the lead singer, he was an amazing vocalist. He had such a naturally soft voice it was hard not to listen to it. We played throughout the night in this fashion. They would go by the set list, Mark whispering the next song in my ear to prepare me, and we would play again. 230 at night finally creeped around and we were all spent. Spent? I've been hanging out with Chad too long.
We finally finished and led people out with a little song called Cherry Pie. I added a solo or two, what had I got to loose? The manager come up and praised us after the show.
" Kid, you are a lifesaver, anytime you need some help or even a job, come on back here, Yiffstar is always open to you. "
" Thank you sir. "
" And don't you even think about using the service entrance, you're on the list from now on. "
" Wow, thank you si- "
" And stop calling me sir. "
" Oh, okay " I was praised by every band member. Slaps on the back, hi fives, and mike snuck a slap on my ass. Was that some sort of drummer thing or was that for real?
" Come on with us Mate, you played with us and you can party with us. " Chad said a little louder than needed, obviously still buzzed off of the adrenaline playing a rock concert gives you. " We're heading back to our place, you're welcome to crash if you want! " I follow them to the roof and Mark takes off. I look over at Chad with confusion.
" Chad? "
" Yeah mate? "
" What are you doing, you don't have wings. "
" Shit, you're right, keep forgetting. I'll be there in a couple of minutes okay? "
Mike nods to Chad. Chad jumps off the roof, foxes are light ton their feet, they can jump from two stories and not be harmed, I see Mike signaling me to follow him. We both rush off into the air. I haven't heard Mike say one word since I met him, I wondered if he was a mute. Maybe he's just the silent type, either way, he was cute as well, so was his brother, hell, they were all cute. We land and there is a service entrance, but the door is closed and Mark is leaning on it. Mike goes over and jerks his head towards me, Mark nods and they both come close to me.
They both talk in unison, I love it when siblings do that, it shows just how much they know eachother. " We have something to tell you before you go down. "
" What? "
Now it was just Mark speaking. " Chad thinks you're good looking, so do me and my brother. " I look back at Mike and he winks with a smile. " Chad inviting you back for a party only ever means one thing. I need to know what you think. "
" Why? "
" Chad's a very pressing fox, even if you don't want it, he'll try to get it, if you don't want that kind of attention at all, go ahead and leave. "
" So, what you're saying is that either I skip the party or get inevitably gang banged? "
" Yeah, pretty much. " Mike chimed in from behind.
I nod for a couple seconds, and then I draw Mark into a kiss. Mark accepts the kiss and deepens it. " Good answer " he finally says after breaking the kiss.
" Save some for the party! " Mike says after unhinging the door and walking in. Mark leaves as well, and I can't believe my luck. I go downstairs for the party of the year.