"Uriel."

"YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Yuy jumped three feet off his bed and screeched. "Do you have to do that?"

Yun stuck her face in his room and smiled. "Yes. Dinner is done."

Yuy glared at her. "Great."

He got up and followed his sister into the kitchen. They sat in their small table. Two chairs left unoccupied. Without a word, the two began eating, but soon Yuy noticed that Yun had a fixed gaze on him. "Huh? Do I have something on my face?" he asked, rubbing at his mouth.

Yun laughed a little. "No."

"Then why are you looking at me funny?"

"Nothing.its just.never mind."

"No you can't do that to me. Tell."

"No."

"Tell!"

"NO." "Yun.don't make me."

"You break this table and so help me Yuy."

Yuy looked down. His knee was up resting on the top of it beside his curry. "Oops."

Yun stood and took her plate to the sink.

"I know you're not done sis, you haven't hardly eaten."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Yun." The girl turned and looked at him. Her deep blue eyes shown with worry. "Yun please tell me what's wrong."

"I.I don't know. Its nothing.I just have a bad feeling is all."

Yuy looked at her sadly. The last time she had a bad feeling about something was when their parents died. "I'm sure its nothing though. Are you almost done? I need to clean the dishes and call Yukiko."

"Oh yeah! I saw her in the store. She's got some big news for you!"

"Really what?"

Yuy's eyes got big and he whispered. "Hi-mi-tsu." and ran out of the room.

Yun giggled and grabbed the phone.

"Hello?"

"So what's the big secret?"

"Of all the words I can use, I think I'll use I lo--"

"YUY YOU LITTLE INGRATE!!"

"YEEEEP!" He knew that tone. Quickly the songwriter hid in the corner of his bed as best he could, covering himself up with pillows. Yun came running into the room like a Meatloaf album (bat out of heck, for those who don't know) and had the flames of murder in her eyes.

"WHEN SOMETHING THAT BIG HAPPENS, YOU TELL ME!!!" She looked around. He wasn't there. The enraged woman narrowed her eyes. She knew he was. Then she spotted it. His purple sock. Sticking out from the pillows. She smiled and slowly crept over to him.

Hearing the silence, Yuy knew he had been found, but how? 'Oh crud.my foot.' Too late. Yun pounced on him and beat him mercilessly with the various pillows that surrounded him. "I-am-so-rry-I-wan-ted-Yu-ki-ko-to-te-ll-yo-u." he yelled between beatings.

Yun stopped and looked at him. He was curled in the fetal position, eyes big with fear. "Gotcha! I'm so happy!" she leaned down and hugged him tightly, nearly popping his eyes out.

"Yu.can't.breathe.ow."

"Tomorrow we get to go perform Yuy! Isn't this exciting!"

Yuy went pale. "To.mo.rrow?"

"Yes sweetie, we get to perform in front of a group of people that will rate us! Then if we get above a six, we get a contract!"

"To.mo.rrow.?"

Yun looked at her little brother. He was in a slight state of shock. She sighed. "Boys. I'll go call J and tell him. You.get some rest."

"To.mo.rrow?"

"Yes tomorrow. Night Yuy."

"To.."

She shut the door. He quickly grabbed his notebook and began madly flipping through pages.

'Just my luck to perform without a good song.' Then his eyes caught site of the one he had started earlier. 'That could work.'

The next morning was full of chaos. Yun and Jareth were planning outfits and such as Yuy slept peacefully in his nice, warm bed.

"YUY YOU JERK!"

Yuy made a 'hermph' noise and covered his head with covers. Then a hundred and some odd pounds landed on him and ripped off the blankets. Yuy slowly opened his eyes to meet very angry green ones. "YEEK!"

"Yeah yeek. If you don't get up, Yun and me are going to go by ourselves."

"Yun and I."

"Whatever Mr. Grammar. Get your sorry butt up. I've picked out the perfect outfit for you." Jareth's eyes glazed over slightly and Yuy flinched. The boy quickly got up, hoping that it wasn't as bad as he thought. It was.

"You want me to wear THAT?!?!"

"Sure why not?"

"Well one, those are my sisters pants, two that shirt.if you can call it a shirt.is so.so."

"Sexy?" Yuy looked at his best friend like he had sprouted another head.

"That wasn't exactly what I had in mind."

"You'll look great. Trust me. I stayed up all night thinking about your outfit."

"My outfit?"

"Yes. You are the lead singer therefore you get more attention. And this way, I think you will get even more attention."

"More attention my ass Jareth, they are going to think that I am a cross dresser or something!" Jareth bit his lip, trying not to laugh.

"You did this on purpose didn't you? You WANT me to look gay don't you?"

"No, I think it will look good on you! Really that's all!"

Yuy glared at him for a minute before Yun walked in. "Aw that is such a cute outfit Jareth. But I don't know.I've already picked out what I want to wear."

Jareth tried not to laugh. Try being the key word. Yuy glared. "It's not for you." he said between laughter.

"Oh? Then.its not yours is it? Because you wearing my leather pants is a tad creepy, no offense JJ, but."

"It's for your brother."

Yuns mouth dropped to the floor and her eyes grew ten times their normal size. "My bro.bro.bro." Yuy lowered his head and grimaced. Jareth would pay for this. "Isn't it a little.provocative? I mean.Yuy doesn't dress like this.ever. He dresses like a boy. And for good reason. I'm not sure if this outfit suits him."

"He'll look great! Trust me. Yuy go try it on for us."

Jareth tossed the 'clothes' at the boy and winked. Yuy continued to glare at him as he walked into the bathroom with the sleazy fabric.

'I can't believe I'm doing this.' he thought as he slipped off his pajama bottoms and replaced them with his sisters, of all peoples, leather pants. They had a chain hanging off the right pocket and looked as if they were worn, but were brand new. They fit right on his hips, which was a little low for him but if he pulled them up any higher, he'd be talking in a different voice.

'Note to self, don't wear women's pants.not.enough.space.ow.' After moving the pants around more times than he would like to remember, Yuy was finally somewhat comfortable and ready for the 'shirt'. It was deep red lace and about the size of a sports bra. The lace was in the pattern of what he could only pin as fire and swirled around the 'shirt' somewhat entrancing. The straps were about an inch thick and solid black. He slid the thing on, worrying that it would break or something. Once on, he sighed. It wasn't as tight as he guessed it would be, but still felt funny. Sighing again, he opened the door, eyes closed and ready to be mocked. Silence.

He opened his eyes to see looks of amazement.

"What?"

"You.look great." Yun smiled. "I never would have thought."

Yuy blushed a bit and looked at his best friend who was smirking.

"Oh great. You gonna insult me now?"

"No. Its just, it looks exactly like I thought it would." he winked at him.

Yuy was somewhat taken aback but smiled anyway. Yun flopped a hand on his shoulder and smiled.

"You look great bro. You're gonna knock them dead tonight. Now go change back before you stretch my pants."

Yuy bit his lip and lightly hit her arm. "Funny."

"You should get more clothes like that.or at least a tighter fit. They make you look very good." Jareth said.

Yuy looked at him funny and smirked. "You just say that cause you like to make fun of me right?"

"No. I'm being honest." Yuy blushed and quickly ran to change. This was way too much for him. Way too much.

"What the hell do you think you are doing Jareth?" Yun asked once her purple haired brother was out of sight.

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean. I've noticed a change in you.a big one."

"Its nothing. Really. I just think we should wear.interesting clothes when we perform. That's all."

Yun looked at him for a long moment. There had been a change in him. What she didn't know.

"Ok I'm back!" Yuy said happily, bouncing in the room wearing a pair of tight, though not near as tight as the leather pants, faded blue jeans and a light blue tank top covered by an unbuttoned white button shirt.

Yun looked over at him and smiled. "Yuy honey can you do me a big favor?"

".yeah sure.as long as it involves no bodily harm I guess I'm ok with it."

Yun giggled. "Run your work over to Yukiko's place and get her approval on the songs we are going to sing. I was going to do it, but I have something I need to do first."

"Alright. Don't worry I'll take care of it no prob."

"Good. Thank you."

Yuy ran into his room, grabbed his notebook and took off.

"Now Jareth, we need to talk."

"I don't know what your problem is Yun."

"I've seen the way you have been looking at my brother. I figured it was nothing. That it was how friends looked at one another, though Yuy didn't look at you the same. Then you brought that outfit. What is going on?"

Jareth looked down and smirked.

Yuy ran out into the street. The light would change in a second and he was as good as a pancake if he didn't hurry. 'Damn all these people.' Once across, he let out a breath and walked calmly down the sidewalk.

'Now about the songs.which ones to play.how many do we get to play.do we have a time limit.' he thought, wondering somewhat mindlessly down the walkway.

"Hey kid!"

'Do I really have to wear that.'

"KID!"

A hand reached out and grabbed Yuy's collar and roughly yanked him backwards, knocking him out of his daze. Right in front of him a truck went flying by, yelling curses at the 'stupid kid'.

"What the."

"Hey are you okay?"

"Yeah sure." Yuy rubbed his head and looked up.

Blue eyes narrowed at the sight of him and the man started to walk away. "Moron."

"Hey I know you!"

"Good for you. What is your deal with trying to get run over?" the blonde said coldly, walking away.

"I was thinking."

"Well you don't think when you walk. You think about walking. Or where you're going. Not." he reached over and snatched Yuy's notebook out of his hands. "this."

"Hey!"

"What in the hell is this? Did you swipe this off some child? What terrible handwriting...very poor grammar."

"I do not have bad grammar! Give me that back!" Yuy tried to get it back but the man was too tall for him.

The blonde smirked and lowered his head to the boys level. "If I were you kid I'd find someone who could actually write and force them to help you."

"Find someone who could.hey! I have very good grammar thank you very much you big jerk! I don't need you telling me I don't.cause I do.and.and.and."

"Is that all you have to say to me kid?"

".actually.I had a few more words in mind."

The blonde smirked and started walking away again. "Moron."

Yuy growled and walked after him. "I am not a moron! You are just intimidated by my amazing writing skills that's all. Yep. You're jealous."

The man stopped, turned and glared. "Why in Gods name would I be jealous of low level trash like that?"

Yuy stopped and gawked. No one had ever snapped at him so rudely before. Never. Fire began ragging in his eyes.

"No one.no one EVER talks to me like that!"

"Well now they do. Excuse me, Yuy." he turned and started to walk away again. Yuy would have ran and decked him, but for some reason he was frozen. Did he use his name? Or was he just doing that so he could get away? Yuy decided quickly that it was the latter option and ran after him.

"Listen you, you can't just turn your back on me! I am very persistent and stubborn and you can't win an argument with me by just saying my name! So ha!"

The other stopped and glared at him. 'What is this kids problem? Why won't he go away?'

"Yeah that's right. Just stand there! I'm going to walk over and punch your lights out in a second! Just wait until this light turns green!" he screamed, waiting to cross the road to catch the rude man.

The blonde smirked. "You are very annoying."

"Yeah I know!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~