6 years ago

"Miguel, hurry up!" A young boy with black hair and red eyes shouts. He's wearing a red shirt and jacket with blue shorts.

"If we miss the concert, it's your fault!" A girl with blue eyes and greyish-brown hair calls running next to the boy. She's wearing a simple white shirt under a blue jacket with the words 'Love Live' on the back and white shorts.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, tell me something I don't know!" Another boy responds with an Italian accent. He has dark brown hair, silver eyes, and is noticeably taller than the two ahead of him. He is wearing a zipped up black jacket and jeans.

The three children run along the sidewalk throughout the bustling city. Reaching a staircase seeming to hold a hundred or so stairs, the black haired boy doesn't stop running. Jumping and landing on the long railing, he slides down with the other two in tow.

"Whoohoo!"The black haired boy shouts enjoying the wind brush against his skin.

Giving himself a boost, the black haired boy jumps off landing in a squat to take off with the two catching up to him. Looking ahead, their eyes gleam at the stadium now in sight.

"We're almost there! Relon, You-chan, let's go!" Miguel shouts.

"Zensoku zenshin...!" The girl now known as You begins tightening her fists in excitement.

"Yousoro!" Both boys salute, the black haired now recognized as Relon with a hand angles slightly at his head and Miguel with a the outside of a fist hitting his chest (Yes, Attack on Titan) as the three increase their pace running past civilians.

"Sorry you guys, but winner is going to be me!" You announces with a grin on her face taking the lead nearing their destination.

"No, it's me!" Relon exclaims bursting ahead of her.

"You're both wrong! It's me!" Miguel exclaims jumping from a nearby crowd ahead of them.

Stunned at first, both gain a smirk glancing to one another putting their focus on the Italian boy ahead of them.

"Double Boost!" Relon and You shout high-fiving each other as they kick it up a notch zooming forward side-by-side.

Glancing behind him, Miguel's eyes widen as both friends run past him.

"Oh, come on!" He whines running as hard as he can to catch up.

"This time I'm winning, Relon-kun!" You says with a smirk.

"Oh really? The fastest swimmer thinks she can beat the fastest runner. Sorry, You-chan, but this..." He puts all his energy into his next step lunging forward. "My win!" His hand slams against the door followed by You's a moment later and then Miguel's ten or so seconds later.

Taking a minute to catch their breaths, all three children pant heavily. Miguel standing upright with hands at his waist, You with her hands on her knees hunched over, and Relon leaning against the wall.

"Ha... haha... hahahah!" Relon bursts into a fit of laughter, the two looking to him before a snicker escapes the two as they join in.

Relon, You, and Miguel. Anyone who have known these three would be able to tell they're basically the equivalent to the three musketeers. Anything and everything they did, all three would be together. They've been like this ever since the age of five. At least for Relon and You, that's the age they were when they met one another and Miguel.

Wiping a forming tear from his eye, the Italian shakes away the last of his laughter to look at the stadium.

Relon and You currently stand at the age of 10 and Miguel 11. Although from his looks and height, adults tend to think he is older. Though older, he never acts as a leader. Moreso, the voice that suggests what to do. Miguel having moved from Italy lives with his grandmother, he shows great love for her even when he gives light rants of her annoying him. Nevertheless, it doesn't take a trained eye to tell that he truly holds the woman dear to him. Though fit like his two companions, he has always shown more love for electronics but has always favored basketball over the other sports if the chance ever arose for him to play.

Standing back up straight, You lets out a exasperated sigh looking up at the stadium before them.

Although the only girl of the group, You Watanabe is no pushover. With her tomboyish tendencies, she certainly has proved time and time again to be capable of holding her own at a number of activities. Her encounter having met the two boys is one she nor they will ever forget. Having lived in Numazu all her life, You has in recent years lived with Relon and his parents as both of her own are apart of the navy not wanting to take their daughter away from her first friends. Being a big fan of sailor uniforms, both boys always rush to stop her whenever the whiff of one comes within range as You tends to gain a doglike tendency going after and awing at the sight and even texture if able to touch one. Where as Miguel is a electronics boy, You Watanabe is the swimmer always ready to go to the beach or pool at school and swim to her hearts content.

Leaning against the wall regaining his composure, Relon walks to the two turning around eyeing the building.

Relon Lucinance. The red-eyed bundle of energy and happiness as his mother addresses him as. He is the so-called 'leader' of the three although her never acknowledges himself as such regardless of the two calling him joking on him by calling him 'cheif' or 'captain' which he shrugs off after showing clear annoyance. He tends to think before acting refusing to participate in anything without either of his friends. He has a passion for running and tends to only stop when something gets in his way or he runs out of breath. Usually the former and the latter only being when he's racing You.

"Let's get going." Relon says, both eagerly nodding without hesitation.

Entering the lobby they've been to numerous times before, they hand their tickets to the attendant, who after checking them over and punching them in, allows the three children inside. As they walking through the dark hallway illuminated with glowing lights on the floor, the sound of a cheering crowd draws near. Relon gives a glance to You finally taking notice of her jacket.

"You didn't have to wear that jacket, You-chan." Relon says. "You have others, right?"

"But this one is my favorite. It's the first gift you ever gave me and since we're going to see the QQ's after who knows how long, it feels right to wear it. I mean, if something happened to this, I don't know what I'd do." She laughs to immediately stop.

"You-chan?" Miguel calls over.

Her head lifts up as her nostrils take in a few whiffs for her eyes to gleam in delight.

"Uniforms!" She exclaims taking off, her exhaustion from their long race seeming to have refueled.

"You-chan wait! Aw man, Miguel come on!" He calls taking off after her.

"Hey, not again! I don't have the same energy as you two!" He cries out picking up the pace albeit not as fast.

"You better use whatever fuel you have left! Don't forget we managed to get front row seats!" Relon calls looking back.

"Tell me something I don't know!"

Reaching the end of the hall, You stops in awe at the familiar sight of thousands of different colored glow sticks being waved around. Lifting her head, she catches the scent before once again taking off.

"Uniform~ Uniform~ I smell a sailor uniform~." She chants to herself skipping down the isle towards the stage.

"Dude! Come on!" Relon calls reaching the end of the hallway to gaze at the dark stadium alit by moving lights.

Coming up behind him resting a hand on his younger friend's shoulder, Nunu hunches over panting.

"Where... did You... go?"

"Well I'm right here but I don't know where she went." He says looking around.

"That... was a TERRIBLE joke." Miguel huffs out.

"What are you talking about? If you're refering to You-chan, you should really add honorifics. You know how confusing her name is using it without. Come on, where can- Ah, there she is!" Relon exclaims pointing down the isle to a half-skipping-half-running You with her arms out to the side.

"You-chan! Wait!" Relon shouts taking off.

"Jeez, can I take a break?!" Miguel cries to himself beginning to run but stops leaning against one of the seats' arms. "Forget it, Relon has her." He waves deciding to walk.

As he's running, the ceiling and stage lights go out leaving the glowsticks the sole light sources.

"You! Snap out of it!" He calls out, his voice drowned by the cheering crowd. Seeing as his calls can't be heard, he sighs.

Okay, Relon. Plan B.

Giving up on calling his best friend, Relon takes off down the isle, the colored sticks now just a slight blur as his focus goes to the silhouette ahead of him becoming slightly more visible. With a reach of his hand, he grabs the person by the wrist.

With the many glowsticks near the isle, the silhouette becomes clearly visible showing a girl as she turns around. Seeming to be around his age, she has long black hair and grey eyes. She is wearing a colorful shirt and skirt.

"Y-yes?" She asks taken aback.

Quickly letting go, Relon takes a step back.

"S-sorry. I thought you were someone else." He quickly explains taking off leaving the girl to only look at his fading figure.

Soon enough, another figure seeming to be skipping catches his attention.

"Got ya this time! Huh?" Yet another girl his age upon closer inspection.

This girl has orange hair with the left side being held in a small ponytail. She also is wearing a shirt and overalls.

Both looking to each other, the girl tilting her head in confusion.

"Do I know you?"

"Uh, sorry! Wrong person!" Relon quickly apologizes taking off.

Jeez, You-chan. Where are you?!

Running forward, he can make out two silhouettes. One clearly being the nearing performance stage and the other a human figure skipping towards it.

There she is!

"You! Stop already, will ya?!" He shouts, the girl stopping on a dime blinking at the call.

He comes to a halt right before her huffing. Turning around, she looks to him with a moment of curiosity before letting out a fit of nervous laughter rubbing her head.

"Oops. Guess I went too overboard huh? Sorry."

"You... always do... ugh." Relon falls back on his butt.

"Here." He looks up to see You extending a hand. One he gratefully accepts as they look around, the crowd having died down into a sea of murmurs.

"Can we... finally sit down...? My legs... are ready... to give...!" Miguel heaves having caught up.

"Yeah. For once, I'm with Miguel." Relon agrees.

"Well, I guess it's a good thing we all rushed cause we're in the front row. Come on, our seats are right over there!" You points the somewhat visible chairs.

The moment they plop their butt down, vibrant lights erupt from the stage. The crowd roars with anticipation, the three's eyes beginning to sparkle in excitement.

Smoke covers the stage momentarily as five silhouettes can be seen within. Taking another whiff, You rises to her feet only to be caught by Relon.

"Oh, no you don't!" Both laugh as their Italian friend slides back in his chair.

"For a split second, it felt like my legs were going to yell at me for even considering moving them." He sighs in relief.

Out of the smoke jumps a girl in a white and pink sailor uniform with a white cap and its visor pink.

"Love! To be an idol, you have to love what you're doing!" She shouts saluting the thousands of fans.

Another girl jumps out with the same outfit except hers it white and blue.

"Grace! Once you begin your journey as an idol, you must make every move you make the best it can be!" She copies the red one's gesture

Then a yellow girl.

"Courage! Once you get on stage, you be brave and let loose your conviction!"

Followed by a black dressed girl.

"Cool! While performing, bring out your own personality to dazzle the crowd and show them who you are!"

And finally a red one taking the middle position.

"And Tenacity! When the going gets tough..."

"The tough gets going!" All five idols shout in unison, the stadium's ceiling lights turning on shuffling throughout the crowd.

Music begins to play as the five on stage begins their concert.

"The Quintisential Quintuplets are here, everyone!" They announce with smiles on their faces, the crowd erupting into cheers.

"Whoohooo! Let's gooooo, Mikuuuuu!" Miguel shouts.

"I thought you were worn out?" Relon wonders with a grin.

"I was and now I'm not. Let me enjoy this, jeez!" He laughs returning his sight to the performance.

"Ah, look! Go Yotsubaaaaa!"

Turning his attention back to the stage, he sees the orange girl do a cartwheel into a back-flip before rejoining the others in their dancing.

Suddenly, the tempo shifts from fast and upbeat music and bright colors to a slow melody consisting of dark colors panning the seats.

All five girls regroup side-by-side as their movements sway in synchronization to the soothing beat.

"When it comes to slow beats, you can tell Ichika is the best." Relon unconsciously says gaining both of his best friends' attention.

"What do you mean by that?" You wonders with pure curiosity.

"Hey, Relon, you sure you aren't looking at something other than the performance?" Miguel elbows him, Relon sprouting a slight shade of pink.

"It's nothing, You-chan! And you know what I meant, Miguel!" He hisses in panic to his male companion.

"Yeah yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, bud." He chuckles, the girl still confused but shrugs it off as the three gaze on at the performance.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Relon says aloud. This time conscious of his words.

Both friends nod in agreement.

"No amount of technology can compare to the feeling I get every time I see a performance like this."

"When I get into high school, I hope I can become an idol."

"What makes you say it like that?" Relon asks.

"I don't know if I can do something this amazing on my own." She looks down sightly saddened as noted by her voice.

"But you won't be alone." He responds.

"Huh?" She looks to him in a mixture of surprise and confusion.

"Don't forget you have myself and Miguel to support you. Whether you become a solo idol or gain a group, we'll always be in your corner. At least I will if Miguel here gets exhausted." He points to the boy having been nodding the whole time to sudden shake his head flabbergasted by that last comment.

"Wait, what was that?!"

"Haha, what? You always say You-chan and I go too fast for you." The red-eyed boy rubs the back of his head.

Unbeknownst to either, You is speechless having forgotten completely about the QQ's as she looking at the two or moreso Relon. His words on repeat in her head as a smile smile forms itself on the blue-eyed girl. Turning forward once again, she remains silent enjoying the moment.

"Sure, whatever." Miguel says returning his attention to the stage, both boys finally stopping their light bickering.

"Hey." You mutters tugging on his sleeve.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks." Is all she says giving a sincere smile towards them.

Relon is speechless toward You Watanabe. Whether it was the dark blue lights temporarily shining over their area, the lights from the stage reaching them, or whatever else, he didn't know how to describe his best friend in that moment.

"Y-yeah. A-anytime." Relon lets out trying his best to stifle the blush as he feels his cheeks heat up.

She chuckles seeing both his blush amd his stuttering self causing Relon to turn forward.

"W-we didn't run all this way to miss the performance. Especially when it's right in front of us!" He crosses his arms attempting to seem serious.

"Oh, my bad, captain." She turns forward though cutting her eyes to him.

Letting a twitch escape, he cuts back to her seeing the blue-eyed girl turn her head forward snorting.

"What was that?"

"Oh, nothing~."

Sighing, Miguel shakes his head at their antics.

Those two, I swear.

The rest on the performance was wonderful as the three and the thousands of fans had expected. Just as their next song started, fate seemed to cut in on the fun as the music abruptly stopped playing through their performance.

Noticing the five idols stop dancing to look around in confusion, the three look between them as mummers resonate throughout the crowd.

"What's going on?" You asks for the ceiling lights to come on completely.

"Whatever it is, I don't think it's apart of the performance." Miguel comments.

Just then, what one would believe to be a horde of stomping footstep sounds from the hallways. Out of them, dozens of police fill the isles.

"What are you all doing here?!" The idol in white and black demands clearly upset silencing the crowd as she marches to the edge of the stage in front of the three kids.

"Dude, Nino's pissed!" Miguel whispers.

"Clearly!" Relon says back.

For a split moment, the idol recognized as Nino shifts downwards to the two boys. Her piercing gaze causing both to stiffen silencing them as she gazes back to the police.

Through the rows comes another officer though she seems to be higher up as her attire is slightly different.

"Sorry to intrude, but this performance is sadly over. Permanently." She states.

No one knew what to make of it. How could they?

With a snap of her fingers, all hell broke loose. The people fighting against the police throwing condiments at them along with a series,of loud profanity, booing, and chanting along the lines of either 'F the police' or 'Let them perform.' In the end, fans were escorted out either peacefully or through force. The QQ's leaving peacefully after one idol named Itsuki talked some sense into Nino. Relon, You, and Miguel having been escorted out only join into a forming crowd with the Quintessential Quintuplets up front.

Outside, the same female officer got onto a stand, bullhorn in hand and told of the newest law just passed mere moments ago.

The Zero Idols Law as it is official called.