0 comments/ 2483 views/ 0 favorites Caesii and Zak Ch. 01 By: Insomniac_Caesii ~~~Reality~~~ Caesii finally felt the tears stop coming from her eyes. She sat up, thinking, 'What the fuck...How could a memory from so long ago...still...hurt like it happened yesterday..." The truth was, after their engagement was called off, she spent a lot of time still missing and thinking about Davey. Although she was working even more lately and spending so much more time out of her home, her mind was still so often distracted that she had earned the nick-name 'Space Cadet'. 'Shit...' ran through her mind. Even while being on tour, she spaced out...luckily however, she mostly stayed in the present long enough to continue her drumming. Her love-life had been so neglected lately, her heart pounded more often, her body longed for Davey's arms around her, her finger longed for the reassurance of his engagement ring. Caesii wasn't 100% sure what she was supposed to do to stop these old feelings from rising. It was definitely impossible for her to forget about the time she had spent with Davey...three years in fact; one being engaged. If she was being honest with herself, the reality was that she still loved him. Them continuing to work together did not help at all also. Laying down to try for some sleep, she thought about the few weeks leading up to their current tour. ~~~Zacky~~~ Zak wrapped her in his arms. She reveled in the small sensations she was getting from being so close to one of her three triggers of lust. She knew it was just for the video they were currently filming, but she didn't care. 'Zak...just touch my ass...my breasts...give me a sign that you want more like I do...' Caesii thought. "OKAY, EVERONE!!! That's a wrap!" the director shouted, and while Zacky Vengance was pulling away from her, his hand grazed her right nipple. He was looking directly into her eyes when it happened, and he didn't show a sign of remorse. In fact, he smiled and winked at her. Caesii drew a long breath, hoping she was maybe oxygen-deprived. However, after a few breaths, she discovered her head was still spinning from Zak's obvious intentional touch of her nip. He then reached up to help her down also. They were standing on a ledge, about five feet from the floor. Caesii was wearing four inch heels, not to mention the added platform three inches! And of course, a very short skirt. She was also wearing a custom-made corset top, which her boobs would fall straight out of if she even tried to jump down. At first, she got Zak's hand. But, when that wasn't helping her enough, he helped her to get into a sitting position, then turned around. "Jump on my back." "Huh?!" Caesii nearly shouted. "If you jump on my back, then you can get off that ledge, and slide down easily off me. Okay??" he asked, hoping to recieve a definite yes. "Uhh...ooo...kay...." cam from her lips, and as she was beginning to, Synyster came around the corner and shouted at them: "STOP!!!!" He came running over, and said, "Okay, I'll help you get from the ledge onto Zak. Cool?" he asked them both. In return, they both nodded. Syn climbed up with no problem, got behind Caesii, then straddled her head. He took her hands in his, and picked her up, allowing her to slide gently off and onto Zak. When this was done, the three of them sighed in relief. "Zak? You can let me down now, ya know!" she said nervously, giggling. "Huh? Oh, oh yeah...just a sex. SEX!!!! Just a SEC I mean!!" he returned with just as much nervousness in his tone. He brought her over to a couch, and let her plop gently onto it. "Shit, guys, thanks! I don't know how I would have gotton off that thing without you two!!" She said, laughing and pushing her skirt back down. Zak and Syn were both staring at her hemline. They had watched from since she slid off Zak's back and her legs had been spread slightly, showing off her HT panties. Caesii threw a pillow at them. "Cut it out, people!! Stop staring at my panties!!" she said while laughing. She was actually joking, but she had no clue as to just how correct she was. The two men jumped guiltily, then laughed with her, realizing she didn't know. They jokingly punched each other's shoulders, then helped Caesii from the couch. "So, you want to go to dinner together?" she asked, glancing at them both. "Sure!!" they answered enthusiastically in unison. "Okay...well, would you wait here so I can grab a lower pair of shoes?" Caesii questioned as they reached the wardrobe trailer. Zak and Syn nodded, watching her legs as she quickly climbed up the stairs, somehow managing to keep her skirt down. They sat on the bench oppsite the stairs, laughing and talking, but somehow managing to completely avoid the topic of Caesii and how much they both liked her. Before they knew it, she was back, wearing a leather jacket, sneakers, skinny jeans, and a plaid scarf. "Ready?" she asked, standing in front of them. They both stood quickly, walking with her to the end of the drive, to the cab that was waiting for the three rockstars. Climbing in, Zak stretched out, and put one arm around her shoulders. "Shit!" he began, sounding tired, "That shoot made all my muscles tighten up!! I really need to stretch!" they all laughed at his comment. "Zak, if you need to sleep, then Caesii and I could go to dinner while you got some sleep.." "Yeah, Zak! I don't want to tire you out! If you are that tired, then feel free to go back to the hotel!" Caesii swiftly agreed with Syn. "Ah, no..." he answered "I'm good, just need to stretch when we get out...I can get enough sleep before the stage call tomorrow!" Zak laughed slightly, mainly wanting to seem 100%. Caesii, Syn, and Zak all joked until they got to the restaurant. Caesii walked in first, checking in her reservations. "Peterson. Party of three." she said. "O-of course, ma'am." the nervous maitre'd said. He lead them to their table, Caesii in front. "Uh...Miss...miss...Peterson?" "Yes?" she asked, after sitting down. "W--would you and your dinner guests mind...giving us...an autograph?" he continued, not wanting to upset anyone. "Sure!" Caesii said, giggling. "Ya know, call me Caesii. Not Miss Peterson, or whatever you said. I just...I really hate my last name!" They all laughed with her, surprised at her beauty when she laughed, really laughed. The maitre'd handed them a color picture of their last album cover, along with a sharpie. "Here.." Caesii continued, writing one of her three personal email addresses on the back. "As long as you don't give this out to anyone, feel free to email anytime, and I'll trick these guys into autographing any headshots personally or anything!" she finished, giggling. "Uh...uh th-th-thanks, M-m-m-miss Peterson!!" he began, then remembered and finished, "Caesii." "Exactly! Haha thanks. I need to change it, I know!! Espicially if I hate it so much, right?" they all laughed with her, and the waiter brought some menus to the table, his hands shaking. "Shit!!!" Caesii cried out, holding one hand over her mouth. "What!" "What happened!" "Are you all right?" "Yeah, yeah..I'm fine." she took her hand down. "I just..caught my fork on my lip ring..." she continued, feeling like an idiot. She stood quickly, saying, "I'll be right back...I'm going to make sure I didn't hurt myself too bad!" As she walked away, Zak couldn't help but think of her amazing features: she had both snake and spider bites, three eyebrow rings [all vertical, two on the left, one on the right], a single nose piercing [right nostril], and nineteen total ear piercings. Her hair was jet, blue/purple black, with neon blue, green, purple, and red stripes throughout it. In her favorite fake leather jacket, her upper curves were emphasized enthusiastically. Her stomach was not flat, but she was still completely attractive. Her breasts were quite large, a double D, but it somehow looked perfect on her body. Caesii's typical skinny jeans showed her slender legs, as well as how her ass showed her toned muscles. Zak knew from his slight graze earlier that she had at least one nipple piercing as well, and, as he admitted to himself slightly reluctantly, it really turned him on! Before he knew what was happening, he realized that he had one hand rubbing his cock through his own tight jeans. As soon as he did, however, he dropped his hand to his thigh, trying so hard to restrain himself from continuing to rub himself more. "So, what did I miss?" Zak heard the sexiest voice in the world whisper gently and quickly in his ear. He jumped guiltily, turning to look at her, seeing her breasts in his face. "Mmmuummph..." he said, with her tits touching and rubbing against his face. 'Shit...' he thought, 'I knew it!! She has BOTH nipples pierced!!' She giggled, and sat down next to him again. Syn was gone from the table. 'When did THAT happen?' he wondered to himself. "So, how did you two entertain yourself while I was gone?" she questioned. "Hmm...I'm not sure...I kinda spaced out...when you came back, I finally noticed he was gone." "That's odd." she commented. "I know." "Zak." "Hmm?" "What were you thinking about so happily when I walked up?" Caesii's voice had gone deep and husky...'Almost as it...she was horny.....' Finally, he looked up. "Huh?" "When I first came out of the restroom, I saw your hand under the table. With the...look in your eyes that you get whenever you comepletely space out and are thinking about something..." "Naughty?" "Questionable. Then, after a few seconds, your arm stopped moving. So, what were you thinking? And...doing with your hands under the table?" she continued. "Oh, uh..." "Come on...you can tell me..." she whispered sexily, setting one hand on his left knee under the table. "Fine. I was thinking about YOU." he admitted, casting his eyes away from her. He was quickly all too aware of her hand touching his leg. "What...huh?!" she exclaimed, squeezing his knee, then moving it up just a bit, and stroking his thigh with her thumb. "I was just...thinking about today. Not to mention..." "Not to mention...?" she questioned further, continuing to move her hand further, and stroking his thight with two fingers now. "Not to mention....that I was...scratching my leg." he finished lamely. Caesii stared at him with a look on her face that said, "I don't believe you for a second and we both know it!" *** The rest of dinner went on quite uneventfully, except when Syn finally came back to the table. There were a few questions, but mostly Zak and Caesii were preoccupied with their thoughts. Both Syn and Zak thought of Caesii; Caesii thought of what Zak was hiding. Syn was staying in the same hotel as Matt and Johnny, but Zak and Caesii were in a seperate one. They split the cab fare, and walked in together. "Well...dinner was fun..." Caesii said, as they stood at her room door. "Why do you say it with that tone?" "Because..." she began. 'Because you're obviously hiding something from me.' She wanted to say, but knew she couldn't and shouldn't. "Because...it just kinda was wierd mostly." "Yeah...I wonder why though." he commented. "Because we both know you're keeping something from me, and frankly, it pisses me off." He suddenly took a step back, with a stricken look on his face. It was only then she realized that she had accidentally voiced her thoughts aloud. "Shit!" she exclaimed. "W..." "Look. You-you don't have to say anything. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it..." Caesii turned and began to unlock her door. "Yes, I do, actually. I have a lot to say." he took hold of her upper arm, but gently, so that she could pull away if she wanted. "I was...I began to..." he quickly told her the story of what happened at the restaurant. Caesii gazed at him with a blank look on her face; it became pleased when she finally realized in the silence that followed his speech, that his thoughts were surrounding her. 'Why won't she say anything, dammit?!' "Would like to come inside so we can talk?" she requested. "Uhh...sure..." he replied a bit uncertainly. She quickly opened the door, then lead the way. "You can sit on the bed. I don't care, but that's where I'm sitting too!" Caesii giggled as she followed up on her statement. "Okay..." Zak stated, sitting next to her. She smiled at him, looking into his eyes. With a single glance, he felt that she was looking so much deeper than just his eyes. Caesii picked up the remote, turned on FearNet, then Repo! The Genetic Opera. Zak sat back against the headboard, and put a single arm around her. They watched it together, snuggled up, with Caesii singing along to the songs. 'Quite well, actually...' he thought. One hour since the beginning of the movie, Caesii stood and took off her faux-leather jacket, went into the bathroom and changed into her pajama shorts. She came back to the bed, lay back next to Zak, and when he put his arm around her again, she tucked his hand against her breast. He sat up, leaning over her, and slowly lowered his lips down to hers. The pressure of the other's lips made small shivers go throughout both of their spines. Caesii snaked her tongue out, and gently ran it along the small crevice between his lips. Before he knew it, she was getting to know the taste of the inside of his lips, and his tongue. Zak reacted, moving his tongue along with hers, and they both got to know the exact taste of the other. Zak pushed his tongue harder into her mouth; he was desperate for more, more of her. She moved her mouth from his and began to bite his neck. Zak let out a gasp and pulled her body more firmly against his. Her front teeth nicked his neck, drawing some blood. "Shit! I'm sorry!!!" she cried out. "I didn't mean to do that!!" "It's all right. Lick it?" he asked, pulling her mouth back to his neck. "What?" "Lick it...please...I need to feel your mouth again..." Zak whispered. Caesii felt a stirring in her crotch, and leaned in to take his neck back into her mouth. He pulled her into him, then lay back on the bed, switching their positions. Caesii sat on his lap, straddling his pelvis. She moved to the other side of his neck, not wanting to make him continue to bleed. He groaned when her mouth was no longer in contact with his body. When they were again, he sighed in satisfaction. When he finally realized that she loved to be bitten too, he switched their positions back to the original: him on top. Zak placed one hand on Caesii's neck, his thumb under her chin, pushing her head back gently. He planted kisses from her lips, down to her neck. He buried his mouth there, baring his teeth slightly and giving her a gentle nibble. "Zak!!" Caesii cried, moaning and writhing under him. She reached up, and rubbed his crotch gently, bringing a moan from his lips also. She pulled his dick from his jeans, continuing to rub him. As soon as he felt her hand on his bare penis, he groaned and leaned back. She sat up, pulling off his shirt. His hands found their way to the hem of hers, and Zak removed hers too. Her mouth went back to his neck, her lips moving against his skin. Caesii let her teeth graze him, bringing satisfaction. Banging on the door made them both spring apart quickly, Zak falling off the bed. "Who is it?!" Caesii called breathlessly. "Syn!" "Matt!" "Johnny!" "Fuck..." she whispered. "Zak! Hide in the bathroom! Now!" he followed her directions, running into the bathroom as fast as he could, grabbing his shirt along the way. Caesii made sure the door was closed and her clothes looked normal enough; she walked to the door, letting in her other band members. "Heyy! What's up?" she hoped she wasn't sounding or seeming breathless and/or obvious. "Yo, ho!" Syn said, giving her a hug as they walked in together. "Do you know where Zak is?" "We tried his room, but I guess he wasn't there." Matt said. "He wasn't asleep." Johnny said in his usual loud, hyper manner. He was the youngest of the guys, and she was the youngest, period, at only 22 years old. "How do you know he wasn't asleep?" she asked, walking them in and sitting on the bed. "We banged on the door..." "And screamed..." "And...well, we called him out..." "You guys are such assholes." she said, laughing. "So, what's up? Ya thought he'd be in my room?!" "Dude..." Matt stopped at the look on her face. "Okay. Caesii: he's weird. He's also an ass. Which means, yes: he would probably hide from us, turn off his cell, and hide out with you." "While that may be true, it still doesn't...well, wait. It does..." They all cracked up, Caesii laughing so hard that she couldn't breathe. "Anyways, we were trying to go around and gather everone so we could go to dinner, but would you want to come, and then we can hunt him down later?" "Hellzzz yessss!!!!!" she said, giggling yet again. "Just let me get dressed and I'll meet you by the elevator?" "Sure." somehow, they all answered at the same time. Everyone looked at each other, then they all had a long laugh session. "Okay. See you soon!" she said, walking them to the door. As soon as it shut, she counted to five, then went to the bathroom door, opening it. "Zak...." she began, but as it opened fully, she saw him rubbing his dick. "Zak. You have to go..I'm going for drinks with the guys. You have to go and act like you went to the gas station or something. Figure something out. Alright?" he nodded, and she told him to use the stairs to go to his room, hang out for 10 minutes, leave the hotel, then come back, going by the bar. *** Zak left Caesii's room, doing as she told him to. 'Fucking hell! What the fuck were we doing?!' he slapped himself in the head. 'I don't know what I'm doing anymore...' somehow, he couldn't seem to come to terms that he did have feelings for Caesii. He walked to his hotel room, dreading seeing her again. His fear was that those few moments together in hers would change both their working relationship, and friendship. Zak didn't want that to happen; the truth was that he depended on her friendship more than anything. She really was his best friend since Jimmy passed in 2009. He couldn't bear to lose her, let alone end up having those few moments of stupidity and instability ruin their band together. He knew none of them had had so much fun performing, hanging out, touring, or recording since Jimmy. 'No matter what...no matter what...I won't let this ruin us.' he swore to himself, leaving his room and beginning the second part to the plan Caesii had come up with. *** "Jack Daniel's on the rocks, please." Caesii ordered as she sat down with Matt, Johnny and Brian. "Sure. Coming right up!" "So, how did your day end up going? I mean, without OUR entertaining, sexy, talented asses with you, you must have been pretty damned bored, huh?" Matt said. "Ah...you know how it goes." Caesii began. "But, getting a day off from work, AND CO-WORKERS makes for a happy drummer!!" they all cracked up at her joke; it seemed to Caesii that they had had a few drinks before they invited her. The waitress set her drink down on the table, and Caesii took a tentative sip from it. "ZACKY!!" "Where were you, man?" "Dude, you are so behind! You need to catch up!!" the entire band of friends spoke together. "Yeah, yeah...I know." Zak began, keeping his thoughts from showing on his face the best he could: 'Shit! The only seat left is right next to Caesii...best just to act natural, I suppose.' Zacky sat next to her, ordering the same. "What's up?" "Not much." somehow, some way, they all said together in answer to his question. Once again, laughter began throughout the group. Suddenly, a hand was on Zacky's thigh under the table. He glanced at Caesii, who winked back at him. His phone vibrated, signaling he had a text. ~"Look..we need to talk about what happened. Just so you know, I don't regret it. Think about it. Come to my room when we get done here?" fr Caesii Caesii and Zak Ch. 01 He began to panic, before he realized that this was CAESII, his bandmate, his friend, and his family. They needed to discuss this. Zacky hit 'Reply', and a few seconds later, her phone vibrated, which she flipped open and read: ~"Sure :) Sounds gud. If you want to end up leaving b4 we get 2 drunk, leave and I'll follow you. I'll come up with some excuse. Cul?" Her answer was one syllable: ~"Yeah." They both drank Jack all night, side-by-side. After Caesii's third and Zak's second, all inhibitions were gone and everyone was being assholes. Once they felt that they had harassed every patron in the bar, Caesii stood, tapping Zak's leg to let him know and remind him to come up with an excuse to leave soon. "Hey, guys! Sorry, but I have got to get some sleep!" Everyone at the tablle laughed, and she walked away. Hope siezed her, and she let it control her for a few minutes, before taking back over and becoming the usual hyperactive, crazy, pessimistic self. Arriving at her room, she decided to touch up her make up and take her medications before Zak got back. A few minutes later, knocks sounded on her door. Running to get it, she threw it open saying, "Helloooo...?" "Heeeeeeeyeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.....!" Zacky yelled; his normal pitch of voice was fucked and he was going up and down in pitch. The honest, sad truth of it is that he sounded drunk. He staggered through the doorway, tripping over himself, further proving Caesii's theory. "Uh...Zak?" "Yuppers?" he slurred, dropping onto her couch as though too exhausted to stand any longer. "How many more drinks did you have before you left the guys? Caesii slipped down and onto the floor, facing him with her back against the bed. "Uh..." Zak began, sounding coherent enough that she believed he may not be as far gone as she originally thought. This proved very wrong, though as he continued, "Hmm....well...I have nuuu idea!" He burst out laughing, thinking his joke was so much more hilarious than it really was. "I had, like, five shots--" "Of what? You had, like, five shots of...what?" "Uh...vodka...but, anyways, it was so damn funny! He cracked up again. Zacky seemed almost as though he couldn't reallly breathe. Caesii just sat there, staring at him, waiting for him to stop. She hated seeing him (or any of the rest of her adopted family) drunk, expecially this horribly stupid drunk. The worst part is that he knew that, and she feared that their planned conversation had pushed him into drinking more. "Anyways, we had a break-dancing compe-compe-compe-- contest anyways, in the bar, and...oh...I don't feel so good..." Caesii dove for the nearest trashcan, brought it back to him just in time to catch his vomit volcano. "That's it, Zacky," she said, patting his back reassuringly. "You are staying here tonight so I can take care of you." she left the trashcan with him, then walking over to her mini-fridge, and pulling out a bottle of water. Caesii brought it back to Zacky on the couch. "Drink this." she ordered, and when he began to protest, she finished her demand with, "Now." Zacky complied, taking large gulps of it. Caesii led him to the bed, getting him as comfortable as he could while cuddling a trash can. She had, of course, removed the bag and had put it in the hallway. She wanted to be hear him, so if he needed her help quickly, she could get there before he did something regrettable all over her bed. Caesii picked up her phone, remembering that it had been ringing when he first came in. ~'Hey! Do you know where Zacky is?' fr M ~'Hey, Zak got drunk! Do you kno where he is?' fr Johnny ~'Zacky is drunk off his ass. I lost him b4 I could get him 2 his rm.' fr Syn Caesii hit reply, typing: ~'Yea, I know where he is. He's with me. He came to talk, got sick and I made him stay so I could take care of him.' to Johnny ~'Yeah. He's fine. He's with me. I'm taking care of him for the night.' to M ~'Trust me, I know. He's with me. Don't worry.' to Syn Caesii lay back, feeling the slight adrenaline rush wear off and her sleep medication kicking in. Her phone rang once more and she sighed, but answered it. fr Syn ~'I'm on my wa. B there n a few. Well take care of him n shifts.' to Syn ~'K. Try to be kinda quiet when yo knock. He's passed out.' fr M ~'Kay' By the time she got an answer, she was halfway asleep herself; the vibrations in her hand got her up. fr Syn ~'Here. Let me n?' Caesii oblidged, getting up slowly and stiffly. "Hey." she greeted him as she recieved a hug. "Hi. How is he?" Syn followed her into the room, speaking gently. He sank down and onto the couch that Zack had just a couple hours earlier. "Mainly, he's asleep." Caesii sat on the couch also, not wanting to move the bed and wake Zak. "He puked as he was telling me about the..break dancing contest?" Syn's amused look let her know that Zacky hadn't imagined it. "I some how got the trash can to him in time, then I emptied it and put him to bed. I am trying really hard to watch and make sure that he won't flip onto his back, but I think that he's actually too drunk and too far gone in order to move; except, maybe...to breathe..." "Well, I would be more worried if he was still awake and puking. At least in this condition, he's probably sleeping it off. So, how do you want to do this?" Syn commented, referring to taking care of Zacky. "Since you seem so wide-awake and I was actually half-way asleep when you got here, would you mind if I slept first?" "Sounds good. Two-hour shifts?" Syn stood and stretched, grabbing a bottle of water out of her fridge. "Sure. Are you going to be comfortable enough in the chair?" Caesii checked, taking an extra comforter and pillow, setting up the couch. "Yeah, Caesii. I'll be fine. Would you mind if I played around on your laptop?" "Nah, I don't care. Oh, Syn, I think we should try to wake Zacky every time we switch, and try ot get him to drink half a bottle of water. Sound like a plan?" She asked, yawning exhaustedly. "Yeah. I'll wake you in two hours." "'Kay. Night." Caesii turned over, putting her back to him and falling asleep almost instantly. *** Syn checked the time on Caesii's laptop, yet again. 'Just fifteen more minutes, and I can take a two-hour nap.' he thought. Standing and stretching, he soon realized that he needed to use her restroom, and walked to it slowly, trying to get the feeling back in his legs. Syn flushed, and noticed that there was a horrific taste in his mouth. Grabbing his toothbrush from his bag, he went back and brushed his teeth, focusing on his tongue. By the time he was satisfied, he checked the time once more, then woke Caesii right on time. "Caesii." he whispered, touching her shoulder, "Caesii, wake up." Finally, she did. "Has it really only been two hours?" "Yeah. Sorry, but I have gotten really tired since you fell asleep too. Do you want me to help you get Zacky to drnk some water?" He asked trying to be nice, but still wanting to seem as though he were completely willing to wait for sleep, which was the opposite of how he really felt. "Nah." Caesii stretched slowly, showing her stomach briefly, "I think I got it. You just sleep." Syn lay where Caesii had just been, burying his face into the pillow that smelled exactly like her: Vanilla Shampoo, conditioner, and bodywash, mixed with her Black Amethyst body lotion. Caesii used her bathroom swiftly; when she came back out, she grabbed the original bottle from the fridge then she sat on the edge of the bed where Zacky was sleeping. Touching his shoulder and shaking him gently, she bent down and whispered, "Zak? Zak, wake up, honey. Ah, come on; I need you to get up and drink this." He stirred, doing a 180 degree turn; now, his head was lying on her lap, his hands around her waist, and his mouth moving quickly. "Zak. Get. Up." Caesii ordered, shaking him harder. Opening his eyes, Zacky spoke, sounding breathless and weak, "What, Caesii? Why did you have to wake me up?" She handed him a bottle of water, motioning for him to drink it. "Why?!" he asked, trying to reject it. "Because you need to keep your body hydrated with more than alcohol." Caesii shoved the half-empty bottle towards him, saying, "All you have to do is drink this half-bottle of water. Please, Zak? Just do this without an argument, for once in your life?" Taking it from her, Zacky brought it to his lips, and began drinking it slowly. As soon as he was finished, he held the bottle out to her. Caesii to it and threw it into the recycling bin. When she turned back around to ask how Zak was feeling, she found that his back was turned to her and was breathing deep and sound. She had no clue if he was really asleep, pretending or just trying to get there, but she smiled and wend to the chair with her laptop near it. Getting online and checking her social networking site, then plugged in her headphones to the computer and pushed one in to her left ear. Going to a video-hosting site, she began to watch videos she made with friends bakc in her high school years. *** Zacky sat up quickly, but immediately regretted it. The punding in his head was apparently what had woken him, 'What the...where the fuck am I?' he thought, looking aorund the room he had woken up in (but he had learned his lesson, so turned his head slowly). Seeing Caesii asleep in a chair with a video she was apparently working on appearing on her laptop screen, her luggage, clothes, make up strewn throughout the room, and Syn asleep on the couch triggered some memories of the night before. The alarm clock next to Caesii's bed rang yet again, giving him the real cause of waking up. His head rang once more, pounding with a vengeance. "Guys!" he said, trying to walk without falling. "Caesii! Syn! Wake up, NOW!!" Zak lost his patience and threw a pillow at Caesii; Syn got Zak's phone thrown at him. Even with a horrific hangover, his aim was pretty damn good...or bad, depending on where you slept: Zacky nailed Syn in the head with his cellular-device-turned-weapon. "What the fuck, man?!" Syn screamed, sitting straight up. "What int he fucking hell just hit me in my fucking head?!?!?!?!" "Huh...? I don't remember having a pillow last night..." Caesii murmured, standing up and stretching "Zak!" she said excitedly, running to her bed and sitting ont he side of it next to him. "Want help up? How are you feeling?" She asked as she stood with him. "Eh..I feel okay. Mainly, my head won't stop pounding becasue a certain person won't stop screaming!" Zacky said, grabbing another pillow to lob at Syn. This time though, he was awake and prepared. When the pillow came close to touching him, he shoved one arm in the path of it. The pillow bounced harmlessly off and fell on the floor in front of the couch. Before anyone could blink, he had picked the pillow up and it was flying right back at Zacky. He was not nearly as good with fending off this attack; it hits his full face, and he fell back into Caesii. "Hey, cut it out you dumb-asses! Synyster took care of you last night" to Zacky, "and Zak has a fucking monster headache, and a hangover! Neither of you need this, and it's ridiculous. Chill otu so we can get ready for the shoot." Caesii had gotten between them while she spoke, then walked away from the pair. "Go to your rooms and help each other get ready, okay?!" Syn and Zacky nodded in agreement and some fear. They walked out the door and Zak turned to his room, Syn following, almost like his shadow. Caesii sighed, and shut the door behind the nauseous friends. 'Fucking idiots...' she thought, going to her suitcase and sliding into a comfy pair of Tripp pants, covered with chains. Grabbing a pair of platform corset boots, a matching Tripp hoodie and a corset top, she walked into the bathroom. *** At the signal, Caesii walked out of her hotel room. Zacky stood near her, Syn being the one who had knocked on her door. As they walked to the elevator, Zak's eyes wandered her body slowly, noting that she was wearing her very favorite brand of clothing: Tripp. He saw that she had not done her hair, deciding to leave it for the stylist. Her face was pale from lack of sleep, and her piercings gleamed. He noticed how she had already put in her contacts, also how the only makeup she had applied was her eyeliner. She hated it when people tried to do her eyeliner, so Caesii did it herself. The band had just begun shooting on the msuic video before it was too late to really do all of what they wanted. So today, they were going to get a quick recap of the storyboard over breakfast. When the entire group was finally there, the first meal of the day was finally ordered. Caesii sat in between Zak and Synyster, with Matt and Johnny sitting across the office table. The director stood at the head of the table, acting like the same arrogant asshole as he usually did. The one and only reason they had chosen him was because as annoying and obsessive compulsive as he was, the finished product of the video he worked on always turned out pretty damned good. Caesii had to keep one head phone in at all times when working with this sexist-asshole-womanizer. His eyes nearly never left her chest whenever they were forced into sharing a room. The director was tall, had longish dark brown hair, and soft and nice (seemingly) green eyes.