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Saturday, June 5, 2010

Ebony&Ivory-Chapter 9

*The next day...Luke holds a press conference at the label*

Luke: *proceeds to the stand and clears his throat* Excuse me everyone

*all the media perked their ears*

I have an important annoucement to make

*the media prepared with their notes, cameras n voice recorders*

Luke: I have decided...to resume the This Is It Tour...in the name of my godfather, Michael Jackson

*all the media went into a question frenzy, questions pile upon each other*

Luke: I've had thoughts for a long time. As you know, I was a back-up dancer in the upcoming tour. I know, in my heart, he would've wanted me to continue it.

Reporter1: Does his family knw abt ur plans?

Luke: Yes they do. Katherine Jackson was the first to know about it. They are very supportive of the idea. As you know, I have down my godfather's songs at my own concerts...now. I'll do one for him.

Reporter2: Do u think this will succeed just as well as Mike did?

Luke: Yes, I do think it will succeed. I already started rehearsing

Reporter3: Have u begin publicity n promotional marketing yet besides this press conference?

Luke: As of right now, the label is showing commercials of it as we speak. *shows a commercial of the renewed This is It Tour*

*everyone brought their cameras to take pictures n video of it*

*It shows a clip of Michael performing They Don't Care About Us...then transitions to Luke performing it with Anita, jamming on guitar*

*Pretty soon the clip ends*

*everyone talked amongst each other in awe*

Reporter1: So wen will the tour be?

Luke: It will be in six weeks.

Reporter: Will there be any special guests in ur concert?

Luke: Not that I know of yet. We are still looking

Tom: *receives a call n then whispers to Luke's ear* Illust is sick again

Luke: *nods* Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you all for coming. *heads off*

Tom: *leads Luke out, leaving behind the torrents of questions*

Luke: *heads into the limo and sits himself down* Home, please.

Driver: Yes, sir *drove him home*

*meanwhile Illust was still puking for the umpteenth time in the toilet*

Luke: *arrives hom and runs in* Illust!!

Anita: Thank god. Her morning sickness is getting worse

Illust: *puked loudly*

Luke: Get her some crackers and ginger ale.

Anita: *quickly goes ovr to get some*

Luke: It's okay, Illust. She'll be back soon.

Illust: I...I feel so sick... *cries, her throat hurting frm the bile*

Luke: *sighs* Have you decided yet?

Illust: O...On wht...?

Luke: On the baby or not to have it.

Illust: W...Would u want me to...?

Luke: It's your body...your choice

Illust: Will u be angry with me if I decide not to have it?

Luke: No, I won't be angry.

Illust: Then... *sighs* Then I dont want it. I'm...I'm not ready...

Luke: Tom, set an appointment at the clinic tomorrow for her.

Tom: Very well

Illust: Can...Can I do this alone? I dont want to bother u, wht with ur tour

Luke: It's okay. I know a doctor who will get it done ASAP

Illust: Pls? I...want to do this alone...

Luke: Very well. He'll be coming by tomorrow

Illust: *nods, then pukes again*

Luke: Thing is, I'll be in the house when it happens okay.

Illust: *coughs n spits out the bile* F...Fair enough

Luke: Good

Illust: *finally calms dwn frm the puking* I wanna lie dwn...

Luke: *picks her up and puts her in her bed*

Illust: *lay in bed n curled up, sucking her thumb as she fell asleep, tired frm all the puking*

Luke: *puts a sheet over her and leaves her to sleep*

Anita: *brought the food bt saw Luke coming out* Is she ok?

Luke: She's sleeping right now.

Anita: Ah, I'll leave the food on her bedside then *puts it there*

Luke: Let's go rehearse

Anita: Alright

*Luke has a housekeeper take care of Illust as Luke, Tom and Anita head to the Staples Center to rehearse*

Tom: *joins in as well*

Luke: *starts rehearsing, starting with Unbreakable from Michael's "Invincible" album*

*Anita n Tom played along with his song in thier instruments*

*Luke leads the dancers through a dance routine he taught them as he sings the song*

*the dancers followed his teachings n dance moves*

*The song ends and then proceeds into 2000 Watts, also from Invincible*

*the rehearsal lasted for almost 2 hours*

Luke: *Wraps up the setlist with Mn in the Mirror*

Illust: *wakes up to see no one home except the caretaker* W...Where's Luke?

Housekeeper: He went to rehearse, dear.

Illust: *sees the crackers n ginger ale, bt wasn't reli having much appetite*

Housekeeper: It's to keep it down.

Illust: *tried to eat n drink some, bt couldnt finish all* Blergh...I hate this puking thing

Housekeeper: It's okay, you don't have to eat it all. Just some

Illust: *groans n lay bk in bed* Wen is Luke coming bk?

Housekeeper: Pretty soon. The rehearsal was only for a couple hours.

Luke: *comes home in the limo*

Illust: *hears his car pull up n wanted to get up to greet him, bt she got up too soon n blood rushed to her head, she fell off the bed*

Housekeeper: *catches her* Easy there

Luke: *comes home, all sweaty

Illust: Luke, welcome home *smiles*

Luke: Thanks. *starts to unbutton his shirt* I'll be back soon. I gotta shower. *head to the huge bathroom8

Illust: *slowly walked ovr to the bathroom door n sat on the floor, leaning against the wall to listen to him shower* How was the rehearsal?

Luke: It went really well. No foul-ups or nothing. *washes his hair*

Illust: Tht's nice. Luke?

Luke: What is it, Illust?

Illust: Can I... *takes a deep breath* Can I sing in ur tour? Just one song?

Luke: You want to be in a song? Which one?

Illust: You Are Not Alone. I remember Papa Bubbles singing it to me...wen Mama left me to Papa

Luke: You're going to need vocal training.

Illust: I knw

Luke: I'll have Anita teach you, ok?

Illust: OK. I just...feel like I wanna contribute for this tour, be useful for once

Luke: Okay. *gets himself out and dries off*

Illust: All freshened up?

Luke: Very. *he had a fit figure. a bit of a six-pack on him.*

Illust: *blushes as she saw tht*

Luke: *gets his shirt and boxers on*

Illust: *blushes even further as she caught a glimpse of his ass for a moment*

Luke: Cmon, let's get to bed

Illust: OK *considered* Can I sleep with u?

Luke: Sure

Illust: *climbs up the bed*

Luke: *gets reading glasses on and starts reading a manga*

Illust: *cuddles up to Luke n lay her head on his chest before falling asleep*

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