More L’Arc~en~Ciel dreams.

They were having another concert, somewhere in New York City. I was really dressed up for the whole thing. After they were done playing, I waited around hoping to see Ken*san. The boys were running around behind these massive canvas curtains. I caught a glimpse of Ken’s head. “Ken*san~” I yelled. “Daisukidesu~” Yukihiro came out from behind one of the curtains. He was short and fat, his hair was stringy. “Yukihiro..san?” I asked. Suddenly he transformed to the usual Yukihiro. We had a conversation, me with my broken Japanese. I can’t remember what about. He kissed my check, and began to lead me to the other band memebers. I scrambled for some paper, excited to get an autograph for James..