Post by Die Letze Flamme-Fee on Jan 22, 2006 4:38:44 GMT -5
~~CHAPTER 1~~
Till was in a meeting being held by, his band, Rammstein. He was doing his best to keep his mouth shut as the lead guitarist, Ryan, basically told him and everyone else to f**k off and that the band had gone as far as it was going to go and that he was getting off of this sinking boat. He also told them that he had already been signed to another band, Common Maggots. The new band starts touring America in 2 days so he wasn't coming to Rammstein's concert in 4 days.
They had 3 days to interview and hire a new guitarist besides teaching the new person all of the materialthat had to be performed at the concert. The fans won't accept just anyone and neither would Till.When Christoph started to dissagree and argue that the band still had far to go, Ryan screamed into his face "It's over!" then knocked Christoph to the floor.
At this point, a stony faced, Till stood from his seat and calmly walked up to Ryan. He only sain two words "You're right." He then balled up his fist and punched Ryan in the stomach as hard as possible. Till shook his head sadly as Ryan sank to the floor. Turning to Christoph, who was now on his feet and pissed as hell, he said quietly "He wanted to start a fight with you you and now..." He gestured to the rest of the group "we expect you to finish it."
Till walked to the doorway and turned to address the whole room "All of you are welcome to stay in my home to eat and relax just as soon as that filth is removed from it" he said slowly reffering to Ryan. Then addressing Ryan he said, in a malicious tone "Never darken my doorway again. And if you do it will be your last mistake." He then turned and left the room.
Till walked into the kitchen in the guest house, where the meeting had been, and poured himself a large glass of scotch then dropped two cubes of ice into it. He took a sip before heading out of the guest house and toward the main building.
When Till stepped out into the dark night, he felt the gently blowing wind chill his skin and took a deep breath to clear his mind. He began his walk across the lawn and thought of all that had just happened in a part of his home and his blood began to boil at the insult of it all. Ryan had called the meeting and had insisted that it be at Till's home. Ryan had had also insisted that the reason that it had to be a Till's home, was so Till didn't have to travel into the city so late at night.
It had made sense at the time, or so Till had convinced himself.
He never thought that Ryan would be so stupid as to insult him so profoundly in his own home.
Till stopped halfway to the main house and took a big swig of his scotch. He stood staring at his home for many minutes, thinking of the band's sucess and how it had let him get this lush pallace and pay for it in cash.
Ryan had to be wrong about where the band was heading, he just had to be....
Till made up his mind that he wasn't going to let it end without a fight.With that thought in his head, he continued onward toward the heat and comfort of his home.
He walked through the front door and into the main hall where he stopped to remove his shoes and socks so he could enjoy the feel of the plush carpeting under his bare feet. He sighed with relief as the heat began to warm him and he walked across the floor. Till took another drink from his glass as he approached the large marble staircase at the end of the main hall. He continued up the stairs to the second floor, then went up the right bend in the stairs to what could be called the third floor, though all that was there was his bedroom and the master bathroom. Till entered his room and set his glass on the night stand next to the bed.
Till decided to take a bath, so he began to strip out of his clothes. He first removed his tight black shirt, revealing muscular pecs that were tight with tension and rippling six pack abs. Then he slipped out of his pants, showing off long strong legs and midnight blue silk boxers. Off came the boxers, they slid slowly down his tanned legs. Had anyone been watching, they would have had a perfect view of his firm round butt and his 9" unit.
He picked back up his glass and swaggered, comfortably naked, into the master bathroom. Once in the room he picked up one of three remote controls, lying on a tray next to the sink. He hit the power button and turned on his favorite soft rock station, then set the volume on low. He set the remote back on the tray and picked up the second. He once again hit the power button, this time a small blue display appeared over his bath tub, he set the temperature for the water and how many jets would be on, then the water level and last he chose mint bath salts to scent the water and his skin.
Though his bath tub was big enough to comfortably fit four people, he was bathing alone and had been for years, since his wife had left him saying "Your fame is to much for me. I don't want to be known only because I'm married to you, I want to make my name known my own way." She had made him question himself and his career.
Till had never forgiven her for that.
His bath was now ready and he stepped into the tub then slowly sank down into the hot minty water.
Till put all angry thoughts out of his head as he listened to the music and slowly soaped his body with a blue loofah sponge. When he finished, he sat back and slowly polished off the rest of his scotch as two more songs played and he hummed along. When he sat his glass down the intercom buzzed and he heard Christoph's voice.
"Ryan has been beaten and tossed on his ass. Me and the guys are heading home now. Sory about the mess." Christoph said, his voice full of remorse, over the intercom.
Till hit the button on the wall behind his shoulder and opened the link, "It's ok. Better here than at some hotel." They both laughed at the rock star joke, then "Good night, guys. I will see you all at 9am tomorrow to start interviews." he added as an afterthought "Will you tell Richard to put up some advertisements on his way home?"
"Sure thing, Till." Christoph replied "Night." He terminated the connection.
Till lay back in his bath and drifted off to sleep.
~~CHAPTER 2 -Interviews-~~
10am int the guest house on Till's property.
"Where is everyone? I thought I told them 9am..." Till muttered to Christoph as they stood at the bottom of the stairs that lead up to the sound room.
"You know that they prefer to leave the big decisions to us. That, and I told them all to stay home." Christoph shrugged as if the rest of the band not being there was no longer an issue.
A lost and confused look knotted Till's slightly bushy black eyebrows, and he asked "Why would you do that? You know we need their input."
Christoph simply looked at him and shook his head slightly. Then, dissmissing Till's protests, he asked "Can we just do this and get it over with? You know they would have complained about being here until you told them to go home and then it would still just be you and me." He said simply then added "You, me and the more than likely, talentless."
"You're right." Till admitted grudgingly "Let's go see the would-be guitarists." he sighed.
The two of them walked up the stairs to the large sound room on the second floor. There were four people sitting in the soft leather chairs with their guitars in their laps. Two of them were young men and the other two were young women. They all sat in silence waiting for the interviews to begin.
When Till and Christoph entered the room and shut the door, two of the applicants stood and averted their eyes out of respect.
Till responded by adressing the young man and woman "You two. The ones standing. Look at me."
The pair turned their heads to face him and he could see a hint of fear on their faces.
"Y-y-yes, S-s-sir..." The young woman said slowly as the boy remained silent.
"You and your male companion can take your things and go home now. There is no place for fear in this buisness. Sorry." Till said dissmissively as he waved his hand to shoo them away.
"And definately no room for respect." Christoph added smartly, poking Till in the ribs.
Till ignored him.
The other two guitarists were still seated. The boy, with bushy blonde hair and long fingers, was looking at the girl next to him. And the girl, with straight brown hair and black nails, was looking at Christoph with obvious lust in her eyes.
"Will you excuse us, bitte?" Till asked the pair.
"Yeah" was all the boy said and the girl just nodded.
"Good. Because I wasn't really asking either of you for permission, it's my house, I was just being polite." Till said in an annoyed tone as he and Christoph left the room.
When they were both in the hall, Christoph closed the door behind them.
Till started laughing loudly. It was a deep throated laugh that always seemed to make others laugh as well.
He and Christoph stood in the hall laughing histerically for a few long minutes before Till pulled himself together enough to speak.
"This is just fan-f**king-tabulous! We have the horny twins in there and we HAVE to pick one." Till exclaimed quietly looking a bit histerical with a strained grin on his face.
"I kinda like the girl" Christoph laughed lightly as he patted Till's back "It'll be fine. I'm sure she has some talent..." he continued grinning.
"Of course you like the girl. She wants nothing more than to be your sex toy...!" Till rolled his eyes as his face relaxed and he took a deep breath. "I bet she can't even play the guitar." he added just before he burst out laughing again.
When the laughing fit subsided, Christoph pondered aloud "What are we going to do?"
At that moment a woman, in a hurry, startled them both into silence. She was running up the stairs with a midnight blue guitar, with lightening bolts on it, clutched tightly in her hand. When she reached the landing, she stopped in front of Till and Christoph. She stood for a moment trying to catch her breath.
At this moment Till felt as though he had been hit by one of the lightening bolts on this girl's guitar. His heart skipped a beat as he looked this flustered woman over.
She had wavy black hair that came down below her shoulders and startling blue eyes that were bright and sparkling. Her eyeshadow was a light blue and she wore just a clear shimmer balm on her full soft lips. The T-shirt she wore had a red curvy devil woman on the front and it hugged her curves nicely. Her black jeans were tight around her waist and butt, but very loose and baggy around her legs and shoes. The jeans also had a red stripe running down both the inner and outter seams. She wore black suede skater shoes with red shoe laces. Her wrists were adorned with many black and dark blue bracelets. The part that caught Till off-gaurd was her almost neon pink nails with glitter of the same color, shimmering at the end of her long painters fingers.
That one detail made Till want to get her alone so he could ask her about the polish and get her to reveal all of her secrets to him. Then maybe he could convince her to let him touch, even if it has to be just a stroke of her silky hair.
"Till? Earth to Till!" Christoph said again, this time shaking Till to get his attention.
"Wha? I'm sorry. Must have zoned out. Didn't get much sleep last night, ya know?" Till responded as he snapped back to reality. He shook his head to clear away his lusty brain mist. When he was fully back, he noticed that the woman was gone. But before he had a chance to ask where she had gone to, Christoph spoke.
"I was just wondering if you were going to help me interview Leela or if you were just going to stnd out here dreaming about her all day." Christoph teased his friend as he laughed at him "Easy, boy. If you don't tone it down a bit, she's going to know that you want to be her sex toy...!" he continued laughing so hard that his eyes watered and he had problems breathing.
Till stood silently waiting for Christoph to calm himself.
When the laughing subsided Till broke his silence.
"Don't be so f**king stupid, man. I'm not interested in more than her talents with a guitar." Till grumbled "You know what? I think you like her." He added smartly.
"Ok. Ok. Whatever you say, Captian!" Christoph replied cheekily as he performed a ridiculous salute and grinned.
That made Till smile and relax. "Let's hurry in before she changes her mind and decides she doesn't want to work with you." Till laughed and jabbed Christoph with his elboy playfully.
They both laughed and headed back into the sound room.
Entering the room they heard, what sounded like an arguement, so they quietly looked in to see what was going on.
A very angry looking Leela was staring down the pair who were already in the room. Then in in a calm, deadly-as-a-viper voice she said "This is not a dating service! This is a buisness. If you two bubble headed twits can't understand that then we need to go outside where I can knock some sense to into BOTH of you." her voice was straining slightly as she tried to restrain herself from screaming and allerting Till and Christoph of the issue.
The boy looked frightened, but the girl looked like she was ready to go out on the lawn and box it out. She stared Leela in the eyes and spit "You're just mad that I'm sexier than you and that I could have any member of the band, correction, ALL the members of the band, in my bed and in love with me by the end of the week! I'm getting hired, then married to one of the band guys and there is nothing you can do about it! I think I will start small and bed Till first and work my way to Christoph. I think I will marry Christoph, he's simple enough to just obey the girl thingy and do what I tell him!" she then spat on Leela's left shoe and laughed.
Leela, no longer worried anbout making a scene, screamed from her gut "How dare you?!?! You come into Till's fine home as a guest and then you insult him?!?! And you have the audacity to call dear Christoph simple?!?! They are both wonderful men! And now I am going to risk not getting this job, just so I can kick your scrawny bimbo ass into next week!!!" That being said, she lunged at the brunette and caught her around the waist, bringing them both to the floor.
The scared blonde boy moved to the other side of the room, while carefully watching the girls.
Leela sat on top of the brunette, then pulling back her fist, she slammed it into the other girls face. She then pulled the other girl to her feet and slammed her aginst a wall. Leela wrapped her hand around the girls throat "You take back every insulting thing that you said about Till, Christoph and myself. Now. Or I will be forced to kill you. I'm not scared of prison, so don't think that I won't kill you right here right now." Her voice had returned to calm-killer and sounded almost sweet. Her eyes were burning with hatred as she stared at he foe.
The brunette whimpered and nodded, starting to cry.
When Leela released her, the girl took a deep breath. Then walked over to a chair, presumably to sit and collect herself, but instead she picked it up and hit Leela alongside the head with it, screaming "GO TO HELL!!! f**kING sleeper!!"
Leela clutched her face for a moment then grabbed the girls hair and pulled her face within an inch of her own and breathed on her as the girl tried to fight her off. Leela held her in place as she pulled a butterfly knife out of her pocket, which she flipped open to reveal a severe blade. "I hope those insults were good enough to die over." she hissed into the brunettes face.
As she pressed the blade closer the the brunette's throat, she felt a large warm hand on her shoulder and one on her knife hand, slowly prying the knife from her fist. She blinked her eyes to clear her mind and her vision. As she bacame more aware of her surroundings, she saw Christoph pulling the brunette into a chair. The girl had fainted. Leela released the knife into Till's strong hand, then she slumped heavily into his solid warm chest. She was suddenly exhausted and felt near passing out herself.
Till closed the knife, as soon as Leela released it, and shoved it into his own pocket. When she leaned aginst him, he felt her slipping towards the floor so, he wrapped his arms around her waist to keep her from falling to the floor. He held her close to his body and whispered into her ear "Are you ok, Leela?"
His breath slid across the side of her face and his voice gave her delicious chills. She could barely form the words "I think so..."
Leela took a deep breath and felt Till's warm embrace, then she passed out.
"Till, you take Leela to your room and I will join you to help take care of her as soon as I get these two out of here and on their way home." Christoph instructed as he moved around in front of the fainted brunette to try to wake her.
"Alright.... What should I do with her?" Till asked uncomfotably.
"Just lay her on your bed and I will take care of the rest when I come up." Christoph replied simply.
"Ok." Till said as he re-adjusted Leela in his arms to be able to carefully carry her to his room. He headed for the door, but stopped in the doorway to say one more thing to Christoph "Thanks for being here, Schneider."
"No other place I'd rather be." Christoph replied truthfully.
"Not even home with your wife?" Till teased lightly.
They both chuckled as Till left the room.
~~CHAPTER 3~~
When Leela awoke, she found herself soaking in a hot bath. The water smelled of roses and she felt jaccuzi jets moving the water around her body. She opened her eyes to look around the massive room. She looked to her right and saw her clothes neatly folded, sitting next to the large marble sink.
There was a tray, with three remotes lying on it, next to the side of the tub.
She was curious, so she picked up the first remote and hit the power button.
Soft music started to play from hidden speakers.
She picked up the second remote and, once again, hit the power buton. A 17" flat screen lowered from the ceiling above the bath and a list of 25 different movies appeared on the screen. She quickly turned it off and wathced the screen accend back up into the ceiling.
Leela began playing around with the third remote and soon figured out that it controlled her bath. She decided to leave it alone and get out of the tub.
That's when she realized that she had no towel to dry herself with and she definately didn't want to climb into her clothes all wet.
Leela quickly looked around the room and noticed the intercom, behind her, on the wall.
"Umm, I don't have any towels and I'd like to get out of the tub, please." Leela said quietly after hitting the open link button. She sat back to wait for a reply, but the bathrrom door slowly opened instead and Christoph walked in.
"How are you feeling?" Christoph asked her as he went over to the linen closet to get towels.
"I feel great, but how did I get into the bath? Who undressed me? And who washed my hair?" She asked. She was suddenly very curious to know who had seen her naked and touched her.
"I did." Christoph admitted easily. "I told Till to carry you up here and watch you untill I could join him up here. I had to fight him tooth and nail to get him to put you down and draw you a bath. While he was in here, I undressed you and wrapped you in a sheet. That way you weren't paraded around naked. Then I brought you into the bathroom, put you in the tub and washed your hair." He continued at lenght "I also moved the remotes closer to the tub so you could use them when you came around." he added as he placed the towels on the side of the sink. "I was a model citizen the entire time. Nothing bad happened to you." he finished, trying to reassure her.
"I didn't think you would do anything bad to me." She replied honestly, because she trusted him for some odd reason.
"Well, I wanted to let you know anyway." he said, then left the room so she could dry and dress privately.
Leela smiled to herself as she dried her hair and body, thinking of sweet Christoph taking care of her like she was a child. Then her thoughts went to Till and she wondered why he wouldn't put her down. Was he woried that she would be hurt if he didn't protect her? Or was it that he just enjoyed holding her? She decided not to think about it to much and began dressing.
Till sat next to Christoph on the bed. Tills bed was a little bit bigger than a Queen set pushed up aginst a Twin set and took up only half of the room.
"Is she ok?" Till finally asked after a few minutes of silence.
"She's fine. Saucy as ever and clean as a whistle" Christoph laughed as he patted Tills arm. "She exhausted herself and needed some sleep. That's all."
Before Till had a chance to open his mouth, the bathroom door slowly swung open and Leela stepped out into the bedroom.
"Hello, Till. I'm sorry about the way I behaved earlier and I understand if you don't even want to hear me play. If you will tell me where my guitar is, I'll get it and be on my way... Oh! And I want to thank you both from the bottom of my heart for your kindness. Bye." She turned toward the door and startd to leave, but stopped when she heard Tills deep voice talking to her.
"Leela?" Till said slowly. He waited for her to turn around to face him before he continued "I will tell you where your guitar is, only if you promise to play some for Christoph and I." he grinned.
She was taken off-gaurd by both the smile and the statement, but she quickly gathered her wits and answered Till "I'd love to play for you both" She returned the smile.
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The three of them entered the sound room once again. The boy and girl from earlier were gone. Leela wondered where they had gone, when they had left and how long she'd been asleep in the tub.
All thoughts left her mind when she saw Till holding her guitar.
The small guitar, made for her 5ft 9in frame, looked mini compared to his lumbering 6ft 4in body. It was comical, but oddly sexy at the same time. Before she had a chance to think over the sexiness, Till handed the guitar to her and motioned for her to stand in front of the chairs.
Till and Christoph took seats next to each other and settled in for the performance. Both of them glued their eyes to Leela and her guitar.
"When you're ready, we are." Christoph said lightly.
Leela thought about what she had planned to play, then threw her mental songlist out the window. She decided to play Nirvana instead of the three Rammstein songs she knew by heart.
She began to play the first song that was on the cd 'From the muddy banks of the wishkah'. She played through every guitar part of the entire cd and she finished with the guitar part from 'Mein Teil'. The song itself was a bit disturbing, but she thought it sounded good on guitar and it was catchy.
Leela smiled to herself as she played, because she was playing for herself and no one else. She loved what she was doing and she believed in the music.
Till and Christoph sat and watched in awe as she played from her heart, pouring herself into the music. They shared a quiet laugh when she started to sing along with her guitar rendition of 'Mein Teil'.
They both agreed that she was perfect for the job.
Till thought that she was perfect forhim as well. The hard part was going to be convincing her that she wanted to be with him and no one else. Ever.
Till was in a meeting being held by, his band, Rammstein. He was doing his best to keep his mouth shut as the lead guitarist, Ryan, basically told him and everyone else to f**k off and that the band had gone as far as it was going to go and that he was getting off of this sinking boat. He also told them that he had already been signed to another band, Common Maggots. The new band starts touring America in 2 days so he wasn't coming to Rammstein's concert in 4 days.
They had 3 days to interview and hire a new guitarist besides teaching the new person all of the materialthat had to be performed at the concert. The fans won't accept just anyone and neither would Till.When Christoph started to dissagree and argue that the band still had far to go, Ryan screamed into his face "It's over!" then knocked Christoph to the floor.
At this point, a stony faced, Till stood from his seat and calmly walked up to Ryan. He only sain two words "You're right." He then balled up his fist and punched Ryan in the stomach as hard as possible. Till shook his head sadly as Ryan sank to the floor. Turning to Christoph, who was now on his feet and pissed as hell, he said quietly "He wanted to start a fight with you you and now..." He gestured to the rest of the group "we expect you to finish it."
Till walked to the doorway and turned to address the whole room "All of you are welcome to stay in my home to eat and relax just as soon as that filth is removed from it" he said slowly reffering to Ryan. Then addressing Ryan he said, in a malicious tone "Never darken my doorway again. And if you do it will be your last mistake." He then turned and left the room.
Till walked into the kitchen in the guest house, where the meeting had been, and poured himself a large glass of scotch then dropped two cubes of ice into it. He took a sip before heading out of the guest house and toward the main building.
When Till stepped out into the dark night, he felt the gently blowing wind chill his skin and took a deep breath to clear his mind. He began his walk across the lawn and thought of all that had just happened in a part of his home and his blood began to boil at the insult of it all. Ryan had called the meeting and had insisted that it be at Till's home. Ryan had had also insisted that the reason that it had to be a Till's home, was so Till didn't have to travel into the city so late at night.
It had made sense at the time, or so Till had convinced himself.
He never thought that Ryan would be so stupid as to insult him so profoundly in his own home.
Till stopped halfway to the main house and took a big swig of his scotch. He stood staring at his home for many minutes, thinking of the band's sucess and how it had let him get this lush pallace and pay for it in cash.
Ryan had to be wrong about where the band was heading, he just had to be....
Till made up his mind that he wasn't going to let it end without a fight.With that thought in his head, he continued onward toward the heat and comfort of his home.
He walked through the front door and into the main hall where he stopped to remove his shoes and socks so he could enjoy the feel of the plush carpeting under his bare feet. He sighed with relief as the heat began to warm him and he walked across the floor. Till took another drink from his glass as he approached the large marble staircase at the end of the main hall. He continued up the stairs to the second floor, then went up the right bend in the stairs to what could be called the third floor, though all that was there was his bedroom and the master bathroom. Till entered his room and set his glass on the night stand next to the bed.
Till decided to take a bath, so he began to strip out of his clothes. He first removed his tight black shirt, revealing muscular pecs that were tight with tension and rippling six pack abs. Then he slipped out of his pants, showing off long strong legs and midnight blue silk boxers. Off came the boxers, they slid slowly down his tanned legs. Had anyone been watching, they would have had a perfect view of his firm round butt and his 9" unit.
He picked back up his glass and swaggered, comfortably naked, into the master bathroom. Once in the room he picked up one of three remote controls, lying on a tray next to the sink. He hit the power button and turned on his favorite soft rock station, then set the volume on low. He set the remote back on the tray and picked up the second. He once again hit the power button, this time a small blue display appeared over his bath tub, he set the temperature for the water and how many jets would be on, then the water level and last he chose mint bath salts to scent the water and his skin.
Though his bath tub was big enough to comfortably fit four people, he was bathing alone and had been for years, since his wife had left him saying "Your fame is to much for me. I don't want to be known only because I'm married to you, I want to make my name known my own way." She had made him question himself and his career.
Till had never forgiven her for that.
His bath was now ready and he stepped into the tub then slowly sank down into the hot minty water.
Till put all angry thoughts out of his head as he listened to the music and slowly soaped his body with a blue loofah sponge. When he finished, he sat back and slowly polished off the rest of his scotch as two more songs played and he hummed along. When he sat his glass down the intercom buzzed and he heard Christoph's voice.
"Ryan has been beaten and tossed on his ass. Me and the guys are heading home now. Sory about the mess." Christoph said, his voice full of remorse, over the intercom.
Till hit the button on the wall behind his shoulder and opened the link, "It's ok. Better here than at some hotel." They both laughed at the rock star joke, then "Good night, guys. I will see you all at 9am tomorrow to start interviews." he added as an afterthought "Will you tell Richard to put up some advertisements on his way home?"
"Sure thing, Till." Christoph replied "Night." He terminated the connection.
Till lay back in his bath and drifted off to sleep.
~~CHAPTER 2 -Interviews-~~
10am int the guest house on Till's property.
"Where is everyone? I thought I told them 9am..." Till muttered to Christoph as they stood at the bottom of the stairs that lead up to the sound room.
"You know that they prefer to leave the big decisions to us. That, and I told them all to stay home." Christoph shrugged as if the rest of the band not being there was no longer an issue.
A lost and confused look knotted Till's slightly bushy black eyebrows, and he asked "Why would you do that? You know we need their input."
Christoph simply looked at him and shook his head slightly. Then, dissmissing Till's protests, he asked "Can we just do this and get it over with? You know they would have complained about being here until you told them to go home and then it would still just be you and me." He said simply then added "You, me and the more than likely, talentless."
"You're right." Till admitted grudgingly "Let's go see the would-be guitarists." he sighed.
The two of them walked up the stairs to the large sound room on the second floor. There were four people sitting in the soft leather chairs with their guitars in their laps. Two of them were young men and the other two were young women. They all sat in silence waiting for the interviews to begin.
When Till and Christoph entered the room and shut the door, two of the applicants stood and averted their eyes out of respect.
Till responded by adressing the young man and woman "You two. The ones standing. Look at me."
The pair turned their heads to face him and he could see a hint of fear on their faces.
"Y-y-yes, S-s-sir..." The young woman said slowly as the boy remained silent.
"You and your male companion can take your things and go home now. There is no place for fear in this buisness. Sorry." Till said dissmissively as he waved his hand to shoo them away.
"And definately no room for respect." Christoph added smartly, poking Till in the ribs.
Till ignored him.
The other two guitarists were still seated. The boy, with bushy blonde hair and long fingers, was looking at the girl next to him. And the girl, with straight brown hair and black nails, was looking at Christoph with obvious lust in her eyes.
"Will you excuse us, bitte?" Till asked the pair.
"Yeah" was all the boy said and the girl just nodded.
"Good. Because I wasn't really asking either of you for permission, it's my house, I was just being polite." Till said in an annoyed tone as he and Christoph left the room.
When they were both in the hall, Christoph closed the door behind them.
Till started laughing loudly. It was a deep throated laugh that always seemed to make others laugh as well.
He and Christoph stood in the hall laughing histerically for a few long minutes before Till pulled himself together enough to speak.
"This is just fan-f**king-tabulous! We have the horny twins in there and we HAVE to pick one." Till exclaimed quietly looking a bit histerical with a strained grin on his face.
"I kinda like the girl" Christoph laughed lightly as he patted Till's back "It'll be fine. I'm sure she has some talent..." he continued grinning.
"Of course you like the girl. She wants nothing more than to be your sex toy...!" Till rolled his eyes as his face relaxed and he took a deep breath. "I bet she can't even play the guitar." he added just before he burst out laughing again.
When the laughing fit subsided, Christoph pondered aloud "What are we going to do?"
At that moment a woman, in a hurry, startled them both into silence. She was running up the stairs with a midnight blue guitar, with lightening bolts on it, clutched tightly in her hand. When she reached the landing, she stopped in front of Till and Christoph. She stood for a moment trying to catch her breath.
At this moment Till felt as though he had been hit by one of the lightening bolts on this girl's guitar. His heart skipped a beat as he looked this flustered woman over.
She had wavy black hair that came down below her shoulders and startling blue eyes that were bright and sparkling. Her eyeshadow was a light blue and she wore just a clear shimmer balm on her full soft lips. The T-shirt she wore had a red curvy devil woman on the front and it hugged her curves nicely. Her black jeans were tight around her waist and butt, but very loose and baggy around her legs and shoes. The jeans also had a red stripe running down both the inner and outter seams. She wore black suede skater shoes with red shoe laces. Her wrists were adorned with many black and dark blue bracelets. The part that caught Till off-gaurd was her almost neon pink nails with glitter of the same color, shimmering at the end of her long painters fingers.
That one detail made Till want to get her alone so he could ask her about the polish and get her to reveal all of her secrets to him. Then maybe he could convince her to let him touch, even if it has to be just a stroke of her silky hair.
"Till? Earth to Till!" Christoph said again, this time shaking Till to get his attention.
"Wha? I'm sorry. Must have zoned out. Didn't get much sleep last night, ya know?" Till responded as he snapped back to reality. He shook his head to clear away his lusty brain mist. When he was fully back, he noticed that the woman was gone. But before he had a chance to ask where she had gone to, Christoph spoke.
"I was just wondering if you were going to help me interview Leela or if you were just going to stnd out here dreaming about her all day." Christoph teased his friend as he laughed at him "Easy, boy. If you don't tone it down a bit, she's going to know that you want to be her sex toy...!" he continued laughing so hard that his eyes watered and he had problems breathing.
Till stood silently waiting for Christoph to calm himself.
When the laughing subsided Till broke his silence.
"Don't be so f**king stupid, man. I'm not interested in more than her talents with a guitar." Till grumbled "You know what? I think you like her." He added smartly.
"Ok. Ok. Whatever you say, Captian!" Christoph replied cheekily as he performed a ridiculous salute and grinned.
That made Till smile and relax. "Let's hurry in before she changes her mind and decides she doesn't want to work with you." Till laughed and jabbed Christoph with his elboy playfully.
They both laughed and headed back into the sound room.
Entering the room they heard, what sounded like an arguement, so they quietly looked in to see what was going on.
A very angry looking Leela was staring down the pair who were already in the room. Then in in a calm, deadly-as-a-viper voice she said "This is not a dating service! This is a buisness. If you two bubble headed twits can't understand that then we need to go outside where I can knock some sense to into BOTH of you." her voice was straining slightly as she tried to restrain herself from screaming and allerting Till and Christoph of the issue.
The boy looked frightened, but the girl looked like she was ready to go out on the lawn and box it out. She stared Leela in the eyes and spit "You're just mad that I'm sexier than you and that I could have any member of the band, correction, ALL the members of the band, in my bed and in love with me by the end of the week! I'm getting hired, then married to one of the band guys and there is nothing you can do about it! I think I will start small and bed Till first and work my way to Christoph. I think I will marry Christoph, he's simple enough to just obey the girl thingy and do what I tell him!" she then spat on Leela's left shoe and laughed.
Leela, no longer worried anbout making a scene, screamed from her gut "How dare you?!?! You come into Till's fine home as a guest and then you insult him?!?! And you have the audacity to call dear Christoph simple?!?! They are both wonderful men! And now I am going to risk not getting this job, just so I can kick your scrawny bimbo ass into next week!!!" That being said, she lunged at the brunette and caught her around the waist, bringing them both to the floor.
The scared blonde boy moved to the other side of the room, while carefully watching the girls.
Leela sat on top of the brunette, then pulling back her fist, she slammed it into the other girls face. She then pulled the other girl to her feet and slammed her aginst a wall. Leela wrapped her hand around the girls throat "You take back every insulting thing that you said about Till, Christoph and myself. Now. Or I will be forced to kill you. I'm not scared of prison, so don't think that I won't kill you right here right now." Her voice had returned to calm-killer and sounded almost sweet. Her eyes were burning with hatred as she stared at he foe.
The brunette whimpered and nodded, starting to cry.
When Leela released her, the girl took a deep breath. Then walked over to a chair, presumably to sit and collect herself, but instead she picked it up and hit Leela alongside the head with it, screaming "GO TO HELL!!! f**kING sleeper!!"
Leela clutched her face for a moment then grabbed the girls hair and pulled her face within an inch of her own and breathed on her as the girl tried to fight her off. Leela held her in place as she pulled a butterfly knife out of her pocket, which she flipped open to reveal a severe blade. "I hope those insults were good enough to die over." she hissed into the brunettes face.
As she pressed the blade closer the the brunette's throat, she felt a large warm hand on her shoulder and one on her knife hand, slowly prying the knife from her fist. She blinked her eyes to clear her mind and her vision. As she bacame more aware of her surroundings, she saw Christoph pulling the brunette into a chair. The girl had fainted. Leela released the knife into Till's strong hand, then she slumped heavily into his solid warm chest. She was suddenly exhausted and felt near passing out herself.
Till closed the knife, as soon as Leela released it, and shoved it into his own pocket. When she leaned aginst him, he felt her slipping towards the floor so, he wrapped his arms around her waist to keep her from falling to the floor. He held her close to his body and whispered into her ear "Are you ok, Leela?"
His breath slid across the side of her face and his voice gave her delicious chills. She could barely form the words "I think so..."
Leela took a deep breath and felt Till's warm embrace, then she passed out.
"Till, you take Leela to your room and I will join you to help take care of her as soon as I get these two out of here and on their way home." Christoph instructed as he moved around in front of the fainted brunette to try to wake her.
"Alright.... What should I do with her?" Till asked uncomfotably.
"Just lay her on your bed and I will take care of the rest when I come up." Christoph replied simply.
"Ok." Till said as he re-adjusted Leela in his arms to be able to carefully carry her to his room. He headed for the door, but stopped in the doorway to say one more thing to Christoph "Thanks for being here, Schneider."
"No other place I'd rather be." Christoph replied truthfully.
"Not even home with your wife?" Till teased lightly.
They both chuckled as Till left the room.
~~CHAPTER 3~~
When Leela awoke, she found herself soaking in a hot bath. The water smelled of roses and she felt jaccuzi jets moving the water around her body. She opened her eyes to look around the massive room. She looked to her right and saw her clothes neatly folded, sitting next to the large marble sink.
There was a tray, with three remotes lying on it, next to the side of the tub.
She was curious, so she picked up the first remote and hit the power button.
Soft music started to play from hidden speakers.
She picked up the second remote and, once again, hit the power buton. A 17" flat screen lowered from the ceiling above the bath and a list of 25 different movies appeared on the screen. She quickly turned it off and wathced the screen accend back up into the ceiling.
Leela began playing around with the third remote and soon figured out that it controlled her bath. She decided to leave it alone and get out of the tub.
That's when she realized that she had no towel to dry herself with and she definately didn't want to climb into her clothes all wet.
Leela quickly looked around the room and noticed the intercom, behind her, on the wall.
"Umm, I don't have any towels and I'd like to get out of the tub, please." Leela said quietly after hitting the open link button. She sat back to wait for a reply, but the bathrrom door slowly opened instead and Christoph walked in.
"How are you feeling?" Christoph asked her as he went over to the linen closet to get towels.
"I feel great, but how did I get into the bath? Who undressed me? And who washed my hair?" She asked. She was suddenly very curious to know who had seen her naked and touched her.
"I did." Christoph admitted easily. "I told Till to carry you up here and watch you untill I could join him up here. I had to fight him tooth and nail to get him to put you down and draw you a bath. While he was in here, I undressed you and wrapped you in a sheet. That way you weren't paraded around naked. Then I brought you into the bathroom, put you in the tub and washed your hair." He continued at lenght "I also moved the remotes closer to the tub so you could use them when you came around." he added as he placed the towels on the side of the sink. "I was a model citizen the entire time. Nothing bad happened to you." he finished, trying to reassure her.
"I didn't think you would do anything bad to me." She replied honestly, because she trusted him for some odd reason.
"Well, I wanted to let you know anyway." he said, then left the room so she could dry and dress privately.
Leela smiled to herself as she dried her hair and body, thinking of sweet Christoph taking care of her like she was a child. Then her thoughts went to Till and she wondered why he wouldn't put her down. Was he woried that she would be hurt if he didn't protect her? Or was it that he just enjoyed holding her? She decided not to think about it to much and began dressing.
Till sat next to Christoph on the bed. Tills bed was a little bit bigger than a Queen set pushed up aginst a Twin set and took up only half of the room.
"Is she ok?" Till finally asked after a few minutes of silence.
"She's fine. Saucy as ever and clean as a whistle" Christoph laughed as he patted Tills arm. "She exhausted herself and needed some sleep. That's all."
Before Till had a chance to open his mouth, the bathroom door slowly swung open and Leela stepped out into the bedroom.
"Hello, Till. I'm sorry about the way I behaved earlier and I understand if you don't even want to hear me play. If you will tell me where my guitar is, I'll get it and be on my way... Oh! And I want to thank you both from the bottom of my heart for your kindness. Bye." She turned toward the door and startd to leave, but stopped when she heard Tills deep voice talking to her.
"Leela?" Till said slowly. He waited for her to turn around to face him before he continued "I will tell you where your guitar is, only if you promise to play some for Christoph and I." he grinned.
She was taken off-gaurd by both the smile and the statement, but she quickly gathered her wits and answered Till "I'd love to play for you both" She returned the smile.
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The three of them entered the sound room once again. The boy and girl from earlier were gone. Leela wondered where they had gone, when they had left and how long she'd been asleep in the tub.
All thoughts left her mind when she saw Till holding her guitar.
The small guitar, made for her 5ft 9in frame, looked mini compared to his lumbering 6ft 4in body. It was comical, but oddly sexy at the same time. Before she had a chance to think over the sexiness, Till handed the guitar to her and motioned for her to stand in front of the chairs.
Till and Christoph took seats next to each other and settled in for the performance. Both of them glued their eyes to Leela and her guitar.
"When you're ready, we are." Christoph said lightly.
Leela thought about what she had planned to play, then threw her mental songlist out the window. She decided to play Nirvana instead of the three Rammstein songs she knew by heart.
She began to play the first song that was on the cd 'From the muddy banks of the wishkah'. She played through every guitar part of the entire cd and she finished with the guitar part from 'Mein Teil'. The song itself was a bit disturbing, but she thought it sounded good on guitar and it was catchy.
Leela smiled to herself as she played, because she was playing for herself and no one else. She loved what she was doing and she believed in the music.
Till and Christoph sat and watched in awe as she played from her heart, pouring herself into the music. They shared a quiet laugh when she started to sing along with her guitar rendition of 'Mein Teil'.
They both agreed that she was perfect for the job.
Till thought that she was perfect forhim as well. The hard part was going to be convincing her that she wanted to be with him and no one else. Ever.
