melody of life - what's your song?

Touring with Soren... OF COURSE HE WOULD DO IT! Was Arthur insane? This was what Lukas had dreamed of since he was a fucking kid listening to the CDs in his room.

"I guess that would be okay," he said trying to hide his excitement.

Steve ran into the room. "You, Norwegian kid I need you. Like right now. It's a red alert." He said out of breath.

Arthur stared at the man in slight shock, before pushing Lukas forward, already beginning to worry. "Lukas, go, come on!"

He moved not understanding what was going on. "Is he okay? What happened?"

"Lukas, move!" He shoved harder, *We'll see when we get there!"

"Um...he called. I think Soren went into shock..." Steve said with a worried frown as he moved back to where Soren was.

Lukas pushed past everyone and ran. He rushed into the room and over to Soren touching his arm. "S-Soren..."

"Thank you for getting him moving." Arthur barely, humorlessly smiled at the other.

Steve shrugged as he looked at his friend.

Soren blinked and slowly looked at Lukas. "Huh?" He asked, his expressive eyes completely blank for once.

"Soren... What happened?"

Arthur walked in to stand beside Lukas, though he said nothing.

He gave Lukas that fake smile of his, his eyes still dull and blank. "Nothing.. Just a wrong number." He said shrugging it off.

Lukas took hold of Soren's hand and pulled him towards the door. "We'll be right back." He pulled the older blond to leave with him.

Arthur ran a hand through his hair, slumping into a seat. This was one reason he didn't like the entertainment business, to much drama that happened.

Soren looked at him confused but followed as they left the room. "What's up?" He asked.

"That's what I want to know. You've got this look in your eyes like you've had your heart ripped out." The blond looked up at him.

He frowned looking down at the ground. "That's because I did." He said softly.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing. Don't worry about it. As long as the producer doesn't get wind of him coming back I won't have to deal with anything." He said dismisingly.
He looked up and smiled at Lukas. "Thanks for being concerned." He said with a large smile, that look in his eyes slowly melting away as he looked at him.

He blushed a dark red and began fiddling with his hair pin. "I just don't want your music to suck before we do our concert."

"Oh, it won't I got you." He said as he reached out and pushed some of the blonde's bangs behind his ear.

Arthur looked around the room, thinking over things with the concert. He had meant to ask Lukas what type of set-up he would want, in accordance with Soren's.

He pulled away and turned to go back to Arthur. "Good. I don't want to have to carry you." Lukas looked over at him over his shoulder to show he wasn't brushing him off.

He smirked and followed him. "So do you have any ideas for the concert?" He asked , back to his old self.

Steve stared at him shocked. "Ladies and Gentlemen . It's a miracle. He has made a full recovery. See Norwegian kids are good for everything." He said with a smirk as Soren flipped him off.

"I do have a name you know," Lukas hissed.