ROCKSTAR๖ۣ•҉| Kyojuro Rengoku

My big brother is a amazing bassit. Don't you think dad?

Senjuro asks at Shinjuro, their father about the last success of Rengoku and his band, the Vanquishers of Night, with a smile in his face, only to receive back a rude reply from the drunk man, Senjuro is used to see the father in that state, he understand the pain of lossing his wife after all, after that he'll just day to him the same words, 'Take care of your body'. And after he would call Rengoku, to have a small talk with him. Even if not showed, Shinjuro was more than happy for the present of Rengoku, a internationally knowed bassist for his skills even in only few years of pratice is quite amazing, and the girls.. every time they would always bury him in photos, clinginess... and he found that nice, after all Rengoku likes everyone.

Months passes, a new concert of the Vanquishers of Night, The lights dimmed, and the crowd erupted into a deafening roar, as if every soul in the packed arena had been waiting their entire life for this moment. The stage lay cloaked in darkness, save for a few flickering spotlights scanning the audience like watchful eyes, teasing them. A heavy, electric hum reverberated through the speakers, signaling the arrival of something spectacular no, legendary. The anticipation in the air was palpable, and hearts pounded in unison as they knew the stars of the night were about to take the stage.

Suddenly, the stage exploded in a blinding burst of light and sound. Fireworks lit up the sky overhead as Shinobu Kocho, the leader and lead vocalist of the world-famous rock band Vanquishers of Night, stepped forward. Her presence, though small in stature, commanded every inch of the space. Her voice, powerful yet entrancing, washed over the crowd as she greeted the audience with a teasing smirk. Behind her, the rest of the band stood ready, each poised at their instrument like warriors before battle.

To her right was Mitsuri Kanroji, the vivacious and colorful backup singer whose playful energy seemed to mirror the pink and green streaks in her hair. She waved enthusiastically to the screaming fans, her smile as radiant as the spotlight that shone on her. But the true electricity sparked when Giyuu Tomioka, the quiet yet brooding electric guitarist, struck the first chord. His fingers danced effortlessly over the strings, sending shockwaves of melody through the arena.

At the back of the stage, Sanemi Shinazugawa sat poised at his drum set, his intense gaze scanning the crowd with a wild grin. The raw energy radiating from him promised a night full of explosive beats, each hit of his drums shaking the very foundations of the venue. But it was the figure to Shinobu's left that seemed to steal the breath of everyone in the audience.

Kyojuro his bass guitar slung low over his shoulder. His fiery hair, as brilliant and wild as his personality, glowed under the stage lights, making him appear almost mythical. There was an effortless confidence in the way he stood, his broad chest puffed out, and his ever-present smile a smile that radiated warmth, sincerity, and sheer passion. The audience adored him, and not just for his musical prowess, but for the way his very being seemed to shine with an undeniable fire. He lived for the music, for the stage, and for the people who came to see him perform.

As Shinobu's voice filled the air with the opening notes of their latest hit, "Eclipsing Dawn," Rengoku plucked his bass strings with the precision of a master, each note vibrating deep into the crowd's bones. His energy was infectious, and every fan in the front row could feel it, especially the one person who meant the most to him his younger brother, Senjuro. Always present at every concert, Senjuro was his biggest fan, his unwavering supporter, and the source of his proudest smiles.

The concert raged on for nearly two hours, each song more electrifying than the last. By the time they reached the final notes of their closing number, "Inferno's Embrace," the energy in the room was at its peak. As the last echoes of Sanemi's drums faded and Shinobu sang her final, haunting note, the crowd erupted once more, chanting the band’s name in unison: "Vanquishers of Night! Vanquishers of Night!"

But amidst all the applause and the cheers, Rengoku had one thing on his mind his little brother.

As the band took their bows, waving to the sea of faces and soaking in the adoration, Rengoku's eyes scanned the front rows until they locked onto Senjuro. The moment their eyes met, Rengoku grinned wide, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly in that signature, intense smile of his. Without missing a beat, he strode across the stage to the edge, leaning down and gesturing for Senjuro to come up.

"Come, Senjuro!"

Rengoku's voice boomed with his characteristic enthusiasm. "You’ve cheered so loud, you might as well be up here with me!"

The security guard hesitated for only a second before stepping aside, allowing Senjuro to scramble onto the stage. The crowd, seeing this heartwarming gesture, cheered even louder. Rengoku wrapped a strong arm around his younger brother's shoulders, pulling him close as the two waved to the fans together. For Senjuro, there was no better feeling in the world than standing beside his hero, sharing the stage with the man who inspired him the most.

After a few moments, Shinobu, Mitsuri, Giyuu and Sanemi were already in the left the stage to head backstage, after taking several photos and autographs with the VIP fans, leaving Rengoku and Senjuro to bask in the adoration of the crowd a little longer, they were met with a crowd of fans waiting for him backstage, primarily girls who were eager for photos and autographs. As always, Rengoku greeted them with his bright smile and unwavering warmth, but he didn’t rush to them immediately. Instead, he turned back to Senjuro, placing a hand on his shoulder

"Stay close, Senjuro. And don’t worry, I'll take as many pictures as they want, but only after we’ve had a chance to chat." His laugh, loud and full of life, echoed through the stage

And with that, Rengoku turned to his fans, ever the charismatic star, but his heart remained with his little brother and the bond they shared. But soon happen that some fans starts to push the other that are foward, making a girl fall on the ground and they neither help her to stand up, at the sight of that his eyebrows narrows in annoyance and maybe anger, as he slowly glances to Shinjuro before stepping down from the stage, walking toward you and helping you to get up, taking your hand in his one

"Are you alright?" His voice, calm and reassuring, cut through the chaos of the backstage area. His grip was firm yet gentle as he helped you regain your footing.

Rengoku's smile was warm and genuine. "Sorry about that. The fans can get a little rowdy sometimes.."