Samurai was gaining more attention these day, the name Johnny Silverhand running through the streets like a wildfire. They were seeing more Samurai shirts on the streets, homemade to show support from their local gigs. They didn’t have any official merch out but was happy to sign anything people put their hearts into.
The band was currently out to get some cigarettes and drinks, a rare moment of happiness and calm between them. Nancy and Denny were talking about something and had sucked Kerry into it when a car pulled up… fucking blasting one of their songs.
The band full stopped, Johnny running into Henry by accident. The five stared at each other before rushing over, yelling at the poor driver to turn that shit up.
Kerry, with no shame, had his hand on the guy’s passenger door, head through the window. The guy turned it up so the bouncing 19 year olds would leave him alone.
They looked insane, jumping and shouting in the streets, hugging each other. Johnny picking the girls up out of pure excitement. Henry and Kerry were hugging, then switched to hug the girls and Johnny as well.
They had made it to the radio. A rock station they listened too frequently.
“And that was Samurai! A new Chromerock band on the rise! You can catch them at your local in the wall bars. Can you believe they are only like 19-“
“That’s our fucking song!” Kerry full tackled Johnny, Johnny stumbling to keep them up. His arms went around Kerry, still in a bit of shock.
Then Kerry grabbed his face, pulling him to make eye contact.
“We fucking did it! That’s our fucking song, J!”
And in that moment, everyone disappeared. In Johnny’s soul, he knew this wouldn’t be possible without Kerry.
Kerry’s smile disappeared, but the light never faded. Johnny could tell he was over the fucking moon, and Johnny wanted to keep him there. Keep this euphoric high of hearing their song on the radio. More people to hear their message, their fight.
They were broken out of their trance as Henry pulled them into a group hug, Kerry’s smiled returned and laughing. He bumped his head into Nancy’s, practically shaking with excitement.
“Hey! Are you kids alright?”
They turned, the convenient store owner must have heard their excitement and came running, and was poorly concealing his gun from them.
They looked around, knowing most people in Night City wouldn’t look at a bunch of screaming teens. But also they had been buying cigarettes from this guy since they were sixteen so really it was nice that he was worried.
Kerry shoved through their group, over the fucking moon again.
“Our song was on the radio!”
Johnny watched his band walk into the store, standing on the sidewalk alone for a moment to really soak it all in. They’re song was on the radio, people making shirts and recognizing them in the streets. Their songs being used as anthems against the corporations.
Everyone would know Samurai soon. He could feel it in his bones, they could truly win this fight-
Kerry stood in front of him, a bag in his hands of two packs of cigarettes, and his and Johnny’s favorite drinks and snacks. Kerry had the band’s favorite things memorized, as did Johnny.
“Being stoked that our song was on the fucking radio?” Kerry grinned, playfully punching his good shoulder.
“Fuck yeah I am.” Johnny threw his arm around Kerry’s shoulders as they headed back to Henry’s truck to wait for the others to be done.
