April 15, 2004
up-to-the-minute becky news
I just got off the phone with Keanuette in LA, she's at House of Blues and the band is sound checking right now :)
She tried to hold the phone out for me to hear but I couldn't.
I can't wait for tomorrow night.
| from inside the mind of krix at April 15, 2004 02:58 PM
OMG! I love this site! I thought I was the only one who loved Keanu this much. :) Keep up the good work.
Im too excited, wont be able to settle down till you get back. Have a ball tonight. And have a drink for me, wish I could be with you I would buy you a few for your birthday.
Aaaaaaaiiieeeeeeeehhhhh! :) *keeps checking back for more* [a true sign of addiction]
Okay Krixy, sorry this is late (or early, depending on how you look at it), but here's the rest of your b-day gift.
Hope you like it, and sorry for flooding your comments again. :D
Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch...
“Yo, Keanu, you here with us or what?”
Keanu visibly shakes himself, coming out of a daze.
“I’m sorry, B. Uh, where were we?”
”Oh, right. Right…How did that go again?”
Becky smirks. “It’s not a song, K. We decided to break for lunch before the show tonight.” The smile becomes broader. “You were thinking about her again, weren’t you? Thinking about how you’re going to get her alone, away from ‘Keanuette’, ‘Keana’ and the others?”
Keanu grins a bit sheepishly. “It shows, huh?”
“Oh, just a little. We’ll keep her friends busy for you a little while. Roi, now, Roi you can leave to me. He’s rather handsome, and Rob would understand just this once.” She sits down beside him on the edge of the stage and laughs at his expression. “I’m kidding! Think you can hold it together for the gig tonight?”
He quirks an eyebrow “And when have I ever been anything less than professional on stage?”
“Oh, I dunno,” Becky answers, still smiling, “only pretty much anytime she’s in attendance…I’m kidding!” Keanu’s face clears after frowning a bit.
“You were always better with a smile than a frown,” Becky says, “I envy you that. Oh, and before I forget…this MAY be a Ranch, K, but don’t even think about wearing that hat again.”
Hours later, he takes his place on stage. He realizes he spent a little more time fiddling with his amps than normal, but he couldn’t find her in the audience, and had to find SOME pretext for staying out there longer to look.
Becky goes through her usual crowd-warming exercises and they launch into their first song of the evening.
His hands are on automatic while he continues scanning the crowd.
“Come on,” he murmurs, unheard over the mellow sounds of his bass, “Where are you?”
This song ends, and the next begins. And then a third, during which someone he recognizes as Catz tosses a “Keanuvision thong” up onto the stage, looking very youthful while doing so. Still he cannot find her. He squints a bit against the harsh lights, looking into the darkness beyond the stage (punctuated by a few lit lighters, because there’s always someone…)
“Where are you?”
It was not until the middle of the 5th song in their set that he feels it. Some presence, some indescribable SOMETHING. His eyes are pulled to his left, out into the spectators, peering through the gloom, and directly…
To her eyes. Her smiling eyes. She is mouthing the words to the song “Becky” is playing (though he has trouble remembering them at this instant), and watching his hands as they fly across the strings of his bass…hands which stumble slightly upon his discovery, but he covers well.
And now his heart sings along with the rest of the band, but it sings only for her. He is playing for the band, but now he is also playing for her. At this time, in this place, up on stage playing for...however many people are out there…he IS for her.
Later, after the show, he and the rest of the band are immersed in a sea of humanity, their adoring fans.
He signs autographs. He smiles, displaying the “crinkle” made famous on a certain blog. He thanks everyone for showing up. He goes through the motions…
But this moment is a repeat of the one he suffered up on stage. “Where is she?” he thinks to himself while listening to another “fan” call him “Neo”…
And, just as before, his eyes are drawn out into the mob, and, in an instant that feels as if it HAS to be coming from a movie, there is a part in the madness, and there she is. Still smiling. Patiently waiting among the throng.
Becky bumps up against him, as if by accident.
“Go on” she whispers, “We’ll run interference.”
He smiles again, something that comes easily to him, and begins moving through the crowd, Becky and the rest of, well, “Becky”, heading off zealous fans and eager autograph seekers.
At last he is standing next to her, and the smile remains. “Hey Krix.”
She beams at him. “Hi” she says. And then her eyes open a bit wider. “Aw FUCK” she mumbles to herself, as if she committed some error. “I mean, it’s nice to see you again. You guys were great tonight.”
The smile threatens to divide his head in two. “Thanks” he says. “Wanna come backstage and talk a bit?”
She stands there and blinks, surprised. “Uh…yah. I mean. Yes. I’d like that.”
A voice shouts “Go K!” from behind him. “Damn it, B”, he mumbles, and leads her back through the swarm to the relative calm behind the curtains.
“How you been, Krix?” he asks once safely ensconced in the comparatively tranquil “setup” area.
“Good” she answers, obviously as nervous as he. “You?”
“Good. I…um, I heard you had a birthday this week.”
She smiles “Yeah. 37th.”
“Right, well…I have something for you.” He reaches into his back pants pocket while she looks on quizzically. “Here.”
It’s a small package, about the size of a hand-held calculator. The crude wrapping job tells her he did it himself, and she chuckles a bit at this.
“Open it” he urges. And she does.
And discovers a blue plastic business card holder. He watches the realization bloom on her face like a rose in the dawn. She looks up at him, mouth agape in awe.
“You’re not finished” he says, and indicates the holder.
Her mouth stays open as her eyes track back from his down to the holder again. They look just like the cards she left in it…except…
Except on closer inspection, “someone” has written “I *heart* Krix” on each of them.
Her eyes dart from the card back to his eyes, and he leans forward, and her lips receive his…
It could not possibly have lasted as long as he thought it did, because “timelessness” is exactly that. Timeless. It stood still. It went on forever. They made time, they bought time, they saved time, they set time aside. It was a nonissue. But everything that has a beginning has an end…
They parted, but they remained together.
And then he laughed.
And she looked at him, head tilted slightly. “What?” Her voice a mixture of anticipation and dread.
“It’s just…it’s…after that…all I can think to say is…’Whoa’.”
And everything that had an end has a new beginning…
holy shit and WOW, damn nice thoughts there and I am getting all my last minute stuff done so I can dash as soon as I can get out of work tomorrow, seeya soon ; )
I'd like to amend my previous position on fan fiction with "unless Mikey writes it and it's about me."
Mikey, I so love you. Thank you.
(You REALLY should start working on a novel. You've got the gift.)
Also, one of you east coast babes should really snatch him up.
OMG, Mikey! I nearly ruined my keyboard by spilling coffee all over it - looks as if I can still use it, tho!
...and Krix, as I said the day before yesterday, may all your dreams come true! I'll be thinking of you tonight...
Beckyband was fantastic at HOB. I know you'll have the best time at the Henderson venue.
Happy belated B-day, too!
What a lucky gal!! *Bounces* To the drum beat.. *Swoon*....I 'm glad she arrived there safely and securely and I *KNOW* You guys will have a great weekend ahead.. cause you're going to see becky.. Wish I was :( Someday soon I hope..
Looking forward to reviews and some pics.. wish I was able to hang out with all of ya's..
hugs and God bless
too cool. have a raging time, Krix, and everyone else at the gig. will be thinking of you.
Mikey, you have a future in romance novels, if the new job search thingie doesn't work out...
Terrific!! I laughed, I cried...and I do read the occasional romance novel, so I know whereof I speak.
*bounces* so perfect for krix!!! thank you!!!
And he does it again. Yay Mikey!
P.S. Did Julie! come up with the part about the thong throwing?
...And with that gift from Mikey, you really should celebrate until May 1, Krix.
That was great Mikey!
Glad to hear Keanuette made it to the concert. She must be floating on air getting to go to 2 Becky shows! You guys are going to have so much fun at tonight's show! I wish I could ditch the hubby & kids and go to Vegas for the weekend! (Did I really say that...sshhhh don't tell my hubby, LOL)
Wow Mikey, you should get your stuff published! I think you've got us all drooling over that story! :-D
Zen, of COURSE I came up with the thong-throwing. *snicker* He did the romantic parts, I just added some tackyness in the info-department to spice it up ;-D
I'm so happy you like it Krix! :-D
great bit of writing mikey, but...uh... do me and rebbeca...well...you know...(blushing)
Keanuette is in LA and didn't call me?
WTH!? Give her my number, Krix!
Roi, you'll note I gave you a head start. The rest is up to you. ;)
Glad you liked it, krixy.
*looks vaguely uncomfortable in the spotlight and edges his way back towards the dark corner*
They parted, but they remained together? That's either really romantic or really gross! :D
Get ye onto that romance novel Mikey2!
joz - I'd phone if I had the number.....
I have a US mobile phone. Krix has the number, so call me girl...;)
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