The Bane of My Existence. [[Bane/ Ahiah]]

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Ahiah looked about the large ground pod excitedly as it rolled down the trans-road. Holy shit! He was actually on tour with ARSON, one of the most popular rock bands out there today. His band, Threshold stood around him, staring at everything.

"Damn..." said Kylor. "This is crazy," he said, walking around the pimped out, glorified bus.

"Yeah, no kidding." said Rain, the band's drummer as he went immediately to the bar.

Ahiah turned on the hollo screen and shook his head. "I don't even believe it, boys...we've made it."

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Two hours later, the band found themselves in the Mentsi-City Stadium, about to perform for over 1.1 million people in the huge dome.

Ahiah's nerves were wracked, so went out backstage to the small lounge set up in back to grab a drink. No one was around so he slipped behind the bar to make his own. He blinked as a rather handsome guy walked in. Ahiah immediately recognized him as Bane Wilson, the drummer of Arson and felt starstruck. He kind of just stood there.

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Bane flashed his signature smile at the young bartender before straddling a stool. “Hey there, gorgeous. How about a Zitak on the rocks?” he asked with a wink, eyes running over the slender man with beautifully tanned skin and long brown hair. He really was sexy as hell.

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Ahiah blinked at that, before he blushed. Of course the guy would think he was just a--

Nevertheless, Ahiah mixed the familiar drink and handed it to the male with a few cubes of ice before tending to his own Earth style rum and Coke.

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Hissing a bit after his first drink, he swept his eyes over the man. "What're you doing when you get out of here?" he mused. "You look too sweet to pass up."

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Ahiah looked at the male with a small flush. "I'm goin' ta--" he began in his southern drawl before he looked at the door.

"Yo, Ahiah! We're on in five, bro! It's packed out out there; I think Ky's gonna shit himself!" said Condor, the band's bassist.

"Comin'," Ahiah said, walking out from behind the bar after draining his drink. He glanced back at Bane, before following his overexcited bandmate.

[ode]

Bane turned to watch the man go, his eyes following that pert little ass as he leaned against the bar behind him. So the kid was a member of Threshold, huh... Well, he certainly wouldn't mind having the boy start him up every night. Snickering at his own joke, he headed to the back.

Laughing at Lev playing tonsel hockey with his boyfriend, he turned to Imani. "I wonder if this is his way of exercising his voice?"

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Imari shrugged. "It looks more like tongue exercises to me."

~*~*~*~*~*

Meanwhile, Threshold had taken the stage and Kylor, the lead singer was trying to pump up the as of now apathetic crowd.

"We're Threshold, and this is 'Well Enough Alone.' " Ahiah rumbled into the mic before Rain clicked off and Ahiah took a breath before screaming into the mic as the music kicked in, loud and pounding and heavy.

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Bane paused in his banter with Imari as he heard the band begin. Waiting a few moments, he started nodding his head. "Looks like Threshold is sporting more than a sexy bearer." he paused then eyes Imari, "Dibs on the one called Ahiah."

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Ahiah rocked and moved with the music, adding his sultry voice to Ky's as they performed. His fingers flew over the strings and frets, and his body swayed naturally. He was in his element. The crowd quickly got into it and began rocking and moshing as they began their second song. At the end of their three song set, the band bid the crowd goodnight and headed off stage.

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Arson met the other band at the stage exit and patted them on the back. "Thanks for warming then up, guys," Lev said before turning to kiss Ori once more before heading on stage.

Bane eyes Ahiah, "Don't go too far," he said, winking before following suit.


Once on stage Lev stopped to give props to Threshold. "Now tell me that wasn't the best fucking starting band ever?!" The crowd screamed and the music started.

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Ahiah blushed at that without meaning to. The guy really didn't think he was gonna fuck him, did he?!

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'Course he didn't. Bane was too laid back and, well, nice to assume such a thing. But a date, now that was what he was expecting. He may be famous, but he was no Lev Arson - well, former Lev Arson - when it came to men.

Arson rocked that shit and left the crowd screaming and even crying when they eventually exited the stage.

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Ahiah celebrated with his band for a little bit before going to grab a couple drinks. Ori looked at the attractive male and smiled at him. "I see Bane's got his eye on you." he acknowledged.

Ahiah felt starstruck again. The Ori Jukar was talking to him. "Yeah, I dunno, maybe." he said.

Ori grinned at him. "Your accent is gorgeous. Where you from?" he asked.

"Louisiana, cher. My ma was loathe ta leave Earth and my daddy decided to raise me down there till I was old enough to strike out."

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The band exited the stage a good three hours after they got on it. Heading back to the community room, Lev made a beeline to his mate. Uncaring that he was in the middle of a conversation, he interrupted to lay one on his mate.

Bane took advantage and moved over to Ahiah. He was sweaty and probably smelled like it but he didn't want this beauty out of his sight. "I see you waited after all," he grinned.

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"Just got a little tangled up in conversation." Ahiah said to the male. Not wanting to lead him on too much.