<black:ice> pt.1
Dark left his place next to Death and began to run, his fingers quickly moving all over his bass’ chords, and stopped just at the edge of the stage, on the place where the thin line between band and crowd mixes dangerously. But he stopped with a firm foot, hitting the ground with the thick sole of his high black boot. His head moved violently so that his hair spreaded all around him like an aureole, then he made no further movement, not even played the bass. The lights went off and for one minute there was no sound coming from the stage.
Slowly, from out of the dark, Kuroi started hitting one of the cymbals, then harder, and suddenly the lights flashed above the three memebers of <black:ice>, making the screaming crowd shout even louder.
As the light hit upon him on his spot at the edge of the stage, Dark’s right arm straightened forward, his head turned to the left side and the impulse of his action sent his hair flying again on the exact moment when the drums and the guitar began the next song, "eyetooth". The crowd cheered crazily from all the sides of the Tokyo Dome when the notes of the latest hit began to fill the night air.
As he led his hand back to his bass chords to join his mates, Dark closed his eyes. "eyetooth". He was so proud of that song… He stepped backwards to where the microphone stood and prepared to sing the words he had written not that long ago, on a drinking night with Death and Raven. Yeah, one of their many drinking nights… in fact, had he ever written a song being sober? Well, there was no point of thinking about it on that moment, so he licked his lips, threw his hair backwards and began the song with that sharp high-pitched scream that made people give more volume to their hi-fis or tvs whenever the song started playing.