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Author's Notes: Well this is basically a shoujo manga I plan to create in the future.
Here's my drawing of the main characters: http://angel-yuriko-015. don't accept flames, but I do accept constructive criticism that concentrate on improving my style more than ruining me. I already made a script of this, and in my opinion I like it better than this one...This version is different from the original script, but I would still like people to tell me what they think about my story.
It was not so long ago when I joined a band; it feels like it was just yesterday when everything in my life began to take a turn. However, I still don’t know whether it was for the better or for the worse, but whichever one it was, I know that I could still be happy despite all those painful moments in my life. There was never a moment in my life that I wished for a better life, because the life I have now is the best I could think of.
Seven years ago.
My name is Taniguchi Yoshie, people mostly call me Yoshie though. I’m sixteen and I’ll be seventeen this December 25th, which is coming in no less than three months. I live with my older brother here in our three-bedroom apartment house. Our parents work overseas, my mother is a flight attendant and my father is a business man so we’re living a pretty decent life. However I wouldn’t like to brag or anything, but I guess our family is a little in the upper class I guess. My brother, namely Taniguchi Yuuki, is studying in Toudai University. Unlike him, I’m not all that intelligent, however I have been gifted in something that allows me to stand out. I’m the lead vocalist for my band, Violet Rose. The other members are Takahashi Fuuto, Yamamoto Kaijin, and Hanamoto Takayuki. Yamamoto Kaijin is the drummer of our band, he looks very American, however he’s only half. He is very good-looking so he’s extremely popular with the girls, which can expected from him because he’s a huge playboy. Hanamoto Takayuki is my old childhood friend, and right now he seems to be my only friend at school. He’s our lead guitarist and he writes the music for most of our songs, while the rest of us write our own lyrics. Because of his responsible characteristic and since he was the one who started the band, he would be considered our leader. Lastly, Takahashi Fuuto, he’s the band’s bassist as well as our silent character, also my first love. I don’t know much about him since he doesn’t talk too much about himself. All I know is that he moved to our town a few years ago and he lives alone for some reason I don’t know of. We’re a punk band, although we’re not very violent and loud like most bands. I don’t know how to describe it, but I guess we have our own style. I guess now would be a good idea to start the story.
“Hey, when do you plan to wake up?” he said in a cool tone of voice. The annoyance in his bright blue yes could be seen from underneath his long unkempt bangs. He and Yoshie shared the same eyes, but their hair color was very different for his was a shade of amber and hers was a dark shade of black.
“Just five more minutes…” Yoshie moaned from her pillow “Mm…”
“I can’t believe you made it up to high school” Yuuki muttered from under his breath “You do realize you only have less than half an hour to get ready right?”
On the words ‘half and hour’, Yoshie shot up from her bed with a look of shock on her face as she did so. Her hand grabbed her alarm clock, which was still ringing, and nearly screamed when she saw the time, 7:32 a.m., and her classes starts at 8:00 a.m.
“Ahh!!! Onii-chan! Why didn’t you call me any earlier?!” she screamed as leapt up from her bed and quickly began to rummage through her messy closet.
“I have been! You were just so freaking stubborn!” he yelled as he watched his sister go into the bathroom “There’s breakfast on the table downstairs if you still have time” he said as he left her room and closed the door behind him.
Yoshie was hurriedly taking a shower as she tried to withstand the cold water pressing down her skin. Curse that brother of mine! University students get to have it so easy…I can’t wait until I graduate high school, then I won’t have to wake up so early. Her complaints seemed endless. The moment she got out of the shower, she put on her school uniform, which consisted of a white long-sleeved polo shirt underneath a black blazer. Her skirt, which lay right above her knees had a dark blue pleat pattern on it, a black winter coat and white leggings covered this. She looked into the mirror and saw that her long elbow length hair was a mess. She quickly tied it into a high ponytail behind her head and put on her usual six earrings, three on each ear.
She dashed downstairs and found her brother sitting down on one side of the wooden six-person table. His short amber-colored hair was pretty well groomed now as he sipped his coffee reading the newspaper in his scarlet robes.
“Good morning stupid” he said sarcastically not even glancing at his sister “You’re up early”
“Shut up will you!” she said as she trudged towards her seat and hurriedly ate her breakfast. When she finished she walked towards the door and put on her winter boots.
“You have band practice tonight right?” her brother asked her.
“Yeah, why?” she asked as she stood by the door.
“There might be heavy snow tonight, so if you can’t come home you could sleep over at one of your friends houses” he said calmly.
“No problem” she said as she opened the door “Jaa nee!”
With that, she left and ran in the snow.
“That idiot…” Yuuki muttered.
Yoshie let out a small sigh as she sat down on one of the seats in the train. The train seemed a little less crowded today, so it was pretty easy to get a seat. Her school, Minamoto High School, was three stops away from her house, so it would be a pretty short trip. She was hurrying so much this morning that she left the house with twenty minutes left of travel time. She let out another sigh as she switched on her cell phone, looking through the mail. There was one message in her inbox, it was a small greeting from Takayuki which said “Good Morning”. A small smile escaped her lips as the train stopped on the second to the last from school. Takayuki had entered the train, panting. It looked like he was late in waking up too. Sometimes Yoshie wondered how he had the time to greet people on his phone. He turned around and saw Yoshie smiling at him as she waved lightly.
“Hey” she said.
“Hey” Takayuki waked towards her and sat in the empty space beside her, putting down his guitar beside him “Looks like we both woke up late today”
“Looks like it” said Yoshie coolly. She and Takayuki have been at the same school for a very long time, however it looked like Yoshie had no other friends besides Takayuki. Whether it was because she too dependent on him or whether she just wasn’t that sociable, she was still glad that at least Takayuki was still her friend.
“Hey, are you gonna go for a university?” asked Takayuki.
“Hm, maybe…I’m not so sure. Besides I’m not that confident in my academic skills. What about you?”
“I’m not so sure either” he replied as he took out a piece of paper “Here”
“What’s this?” asked Yoshie as read what was written on it “Hey, this is the new song we were working on, you finished it?”
“Yeah, I made a separate copy for Fuuto and Kaijin, that’s your copy” he said “The lyrics you wrote were pretty good”
“Of course they were” she said coolly.
“You didn’t need to be so frank”
“Well you said they were, and I thought they were pretty good too” she said as she browsed through the notes and lyrics “Your scoring is getting pretty good too”
“We are now reaching Minamoto High School…Minamoto High School…” a female voice echoed through the train as Yoshie and Takayuki stood up.
“Let’s go” said Takayuki as he stood up, followed by Yoshie. Once the doors opened, they walked outside and headed towards school and were immediately crowded by people from their school. They weren’t as late as they thought.
“Nee Takayuki” said Yoshie as she placed the piece of paper into her pocket “Has Kaijin found a manager yet?”
“Nope, at least not yet. He said he’ll be negotiating with someone, but he hasn’t told us anything yet” Takayuki seemed really simple looking, he had dark brown hair but there were black highlights placed randomly there. His fair skin made him look pretty handsome, but it was the piercings on his lips and ears that immediately gave the impression of his punkish background. His dark blue coat covered most of his upper torso, and the black handkerchief with a white skull on it gave a very fierce impression of him. However, it was his warm and affectionate aura that would say something else about him.
“Yeah, at least maybe having a talent agency back you up might be a little better than going through random places to find gigs”
“Hey, have you forgotten how hard I’ve worked to get our last live?”
“Alright, alright…Leader-sama” she added sarcasm to that last word as she smirked.
“Try and act a little more grateful. Besides, we’re still in high school, we have loads of time to get famous”
“But wouldn’t it be nicer to get famous earlier in our days? Once we’re famous we wouldn’t need school anymore”
“Yeah, but what about if it doesn’t work out in the end? Wouldn’t it be better if we had a back up ideas?”
“I guess I could at least aim to become a rounin” she said.
“Have some dignity will ya?”
“To me there’s nothing wrong with that, as long as I get to sing” she said with determination in her voice.
“That kinda sounds both wrong and right…but I guess if it makes you happy there’s nothing I can do about it”
“What about you? Isn’t there something you’d want to do after high school?”
“I don’t know remember?” he said “But…I guess wherever destiny takes me…that’s fine”
“Aw, how poetic” said Yoshie as she gave him a smack on the back.
“Hey! That hurt you know!”
Yoshie hastened her walking until she was a good ten feet away from him and smiled teasingly “Idiot!” Takayuki merely sighed at her childish behavior, but smiled afterwards as he watched her back run away from him into the crowd. Suddenly, he felt a little squeamish. He saw her waiting for him by the school gate. She smiled at him and said “Slow poke” He merely smiled and walked beside her into the school. Somehow, just walking beside her like that knowing how she feels about him makes it painful for him to cope with reality.
Music started to echo throughout the studio that night. Yoshie, Takayuki, and Kaijin were practicing ahead since they came early. All three of them looked completely different people once they were playing their instruments, even without their bass player they still sounded amazing.
“My heart lingered through the shattered glass, unknowing of the painful memories…” Yoshie began to sing “…I would look at you but you walked away, it stings me so and I bleed crying for sanity to reproach me and my broken soul…Please listen to my words slowly, and please don’t ever forget my voice…”
Although the song was a little deep and sad, the guitar and drums stayed powerful, it was an intense sorrowful song that brought one to think of many different emotions. Once the song ended, Kaijin made a sudden exhibition on his drums, he could feel the adrenaline of the song gushing through his veins as he cheered himself on.
“Violet Rose forever!” he yelled as he finished. Kaijin didn’t look as much of a rocker as he did. His blonde-bleached hair was tied in dreadlocks and his dark skin immediately made him look like an American. “Nice job with the song you two”
“It was nothing, besides, Takayuki was the one who did most of the work” said Yoshie.
“Yeah, you’re not that good with that kind of stuff…” it was then the microphone Yoshie was holding hit him in the face. She used the chord to reach for him easily.
“Shut up you dark-skinned playboy! And what’s with those dreadlocks?! You’re starting to look more American than Japanese everyday!”
“Ow…” Kaijin moaned as he walked towards her “What?! Is it wrong to add a little more style to myself? And why don’t you act like a girl more often?”
“Fuck you!” she raised her middle finger at his face.
“Why you little…come here!” he grabbed her neck and tucked her in between his arms and rubbed her head “You lack discipline!”
“Hey! Quit it!” all of a sudden Kaijin stopped and pulled her chin towards his face.
“Maybe you need another type of discipline” he said in a sly voice.
“MORON!!!” Yoshie threw a punch at his face “Sometimes I’d like to tell Akio, Megumi, Sakura, Sachiko, and Hana about you…”
“How did you…?!”
“You tend to tell a lot of things when you’re drunk”
“You don’t have to remember everything I say!”
“Baka…” she said as the door to the studio opened, Fuuto had stepped in the room.
“Sorry I’m late…” he said as he laid his pale green knapsack on the floor by the door. A few snowflakes could be seen on his hair and shoulders, which he quickly rubbed off as he took off his black leather jacket, revealing a white long-sleeved shirt underneath. Yoshie and Takayuki were still in their school uniform though, and Kaijin was wearing a simple black shirt with a pair of jeans.
“Hey Fuuto, here’s a copy of the new song” said Takayuki as he handed Fuuto the piece “We started practicing it already, we’re taking a break right now, so maybe you could practice it for a while”
“Sure, thanks” he said as he took out his scarlet bass and began tuning it. He sat down on one side of the room as the rest of the band began to talk about what food to buy. Yoshie would glance in Fuuto’s direction once in a while, but his attention seemed to be concentrated on the piece he was playing so he didn’t quite notice her glancing at him.
Just by glancing at him like this, it feels as if we were in two separate world, separated by an invisible barrier I can’t break into…Yoshie began to drift off into her thoughts. She has always wanted to become closer to him and talk to him as casually as she did with Takayuki and Kaijin, hell she still called him by his last name while he calls her by her first name. She just couldn’t bring herself to call him by his first name because she didn’t feel like they were close enough, but knowing that he knew her existence was fair enough.
“Oi Yoshie” said Kaijin “Takayuki and I are gonna go buy something to eat, want anything?”
“Just get me something warm, it’s freezing!” she said.
“Sure” replied Takayuki as he and Kaijin exited the room. It was then that Yoshie noticed she was alone with Fuuto. Outside the door, Kaijin was talking with Takayuki.
“Why did you leave them alone?”
“Is there something wrong with that?” asked Takayuki innocently as they walked towards the snack dispenser.
“Takayuki, it’s really obvious” said Kaijin “Why don’t you take her already?”
“Because…” the drinks began to fall as Takayuki bent down “…in her eyes, she doesn’t see me”
“Hey, Yoshie” Fuuto called.
“Ye-yeah?” Yoshie said as she tried to maintain her posture.
“Could you tell me how this part is sung?” he asked her as he motioned her to come over. Yoshie agreed and sat next to him. The room suddenly looked smaller, the clean cream-white walls had those noise-proof systems around them so it would be impossible to hear anything from the other side of the room. A small blush could be seen on Yoshie’s face as she sat down on the chair next to Fuuto.
“Which part?” she asked him.
“This one…” he pointed to the part in the end of the song.
“Hmm…it goes like…If telling you I loved you meant breaking apart, I would rather have spent my days seeing you in the distance…” she sung melodiously. Yoshie originally wrote the lyrics of the song, and she had only Fuuto in her mind when she wrote every letter of the song. Somehow all of her unsaid words for Fuuto were always embedded in a song. Whether Fuuto had noticed or not, she didn’t care. The seemed to be no reason why she should tell him, because she was afraid it would ruin the healthy relationship they have now.
“Yoshie, I just noticed something…” said Fuuto “How come most of the songs you write are depressing?”
“Are they? I never really noticed” she said as her blush increased Damn it! Keep calm…keep calm…Suddenly, she felt Fuuto touch her forehead as he said “You’re kina red, you have a fever?”
Yoshie looked at him with embarrassment written all over her face. Fuuto looked at her so nonchalantly, it kind of annoyed her that he seemed to be so calm in this kind of situation when she was as nervous as hell. Her hand moved his away from her face, she put her usual prideful look on her face as she said “I’m alright Takahashi-kun, you don’t have to worry about me”
“Oh okay, sorry” he said as his attention turned back to the song, but he eventually stopped “Why do you only call me by my last name?”
“Eh?” Yoshie was surprised by his sudden question “Why do you ask?”
“Nothing, I’m just curious”
It occurred to her that whenever the band was together or when she was with someone else or even with Fuuto himself, she would often call him by his last name. Everyone else she knew she would call them by their first names. Maybe he was starting to feel a little left out of her loop, or maybe because he felt that she didn’t take notice to him. It was this side of herself that she hated so much, her indecisive and shy side which she tries so desperately to hide. Because she liked Fuuto so much she had been too shy to even talk to him. Sometimes she could so much of an idiot.
“So, do you want me to start calling you Fuuto instead?” she asked.
“Whatever suits your liking” he said as he began to play the whole song on his bass.
“Alright then, Fuuto”
It was moments like this that Yoshie wished she could just tell Fuuto how she felt about him. However there was always this nagging feeling at the back of her head saying that there would be other times. When the time comes that she would have to tell Fuuto, she wanted it to be special or spontaneous. Today just didn’t seem like the right day. Besides, there were more important things to her than being with Fuuto. Her entire reason for joining the band was not to jump into a relationship, all she wanted to do was sing endlessly to her heart’s contents, nothing else seemed to matter when she thought of this. She would thank her good friend Takayuki for introducing her to the music world and showing her her capabilities, it didn’t matter whether Fuuto was part of the band or not, but having him in the band seemed like a double bonus.
When Fuuto finished playing, Kaijin and Takayuki had entered the room with their refreshments. It looked like Kaijin was already chugging down a can of beer as he got inside.
“Getting drunk on the job I see” said Yoshie.
“Oh shut up” said Kaijin “Hey, you guys wanna go to somewhere tonight? Seeing as it is Friday and all”
“I guess there’s nothing wrong with that. We haven’t been out in together in a while” said Takayuki “Hey Yoshie, Fuuto, wanna come?”
“I’m in” said Yoshie as she waited for a positive reply from Fuuto. He thought for a while, but then replied with a slight nod.
“Great!” cheered Kaijin. Once the group finished drinking their refreshments, Yoshie immediately grabbed the microphone and the rest of the members took their places and started to play. Yoshie began to sing the lyrics as the musical intro took place.
“My heart lingered through the shattered glass,
unknowing of the painful memories…
I would look at you but you walked away,
it stings me so and I bleed crying for sanity to
reproach me and my broken soul…
Please listen to my words slowly, and
please don’t ever forget my voice…
Waiting might’ve been an understatement
Looking away while I gaze at you is something different
Those few nanoseconds we get to have together
I treasure them until now
Listen to my voice slowly clinging to your footsteps
I know that you don’t see those forgotten notes
Those were the letter I forgot to put in your locker
I secretly wished that you would accidentally read them
Waiting might’ve been an understatement
Looking away while I gaze at you is something different
Those few nanoseconds we get to have together
I treasure them until now
If telling you I loved you meant breaking apart,
I would rather have spent my days seeing you in the distance…”
After that long hard practice, they went to a nearby ramen shop, seeing as it was the only one open at ten o’clock in the evening. The group had a long and fun time together, and this ended up with Kaijin getting extremely drunk because he seemed to have taken a liking to the sake. Yoshie and the others just made fun of him, but were eventually told to go home because of the noise they were making.
“Hey, I’ll be taking Kaijin home” said Fuuto as he placed Kaijin’s arms around his shoulders. Kaijin looked to be half-asleep while Fuuto supported him.
“Hehehe…sorry ‘bout that Fuuto” said Takayuki “See you tomorrow then”
“Yeah, bye” he said to Yoshie and Takayuki as he left with a drunken Kaijin. The snow seemed to be falling hard that night, and it seemed that the wind was getting stronger too.
“Gah…looks like bad weather…” said Yoshie as she rubbed her hands together “It’s so cold!”
“Here…” Takayuki placed his yellow knitted scarf around Yoshie’s shoulders and smiled.
“What about you? You’re gonna get cold you know!”
“It’s okay, this temperature isn’t that cold to me”
“Fine…thanks” she looked at the sky as she and Takayuki started walking side by side on the sidewalk. Only a few people could be seen around the streets at this time and weather. Yoshie and Takayuki agreed that she should sleep at his place tonight because it was closer than her place. From the studio it only took a short bus ride to Takayuki’s house. The school was further away than the studio, so he would usually take the train in the morning.
Takayuki lived with his parents, and they were glad to have Yoshie over any time. Yoshie’s parents and Takayuki’s parents have been friends for a very long time, it was no wonder they would both be good friends as well. They would both even sleep in the same room and in the same bed, because they both knew that they wouldn’t try anything on each other. Takayuki was in the shower and Yoshie had just finished freshening up. Yuuki called her cellphone up just a while ago, he seemed to have predicted that Yoshie would be staying at Takayuki’s that night. Yoshie was now lying on her stomach on Takayuki’s bed in his loose white shirt and her old pajamas, she seemed to be writing random lyrics with some made-up tunes in her head.
After her last rehearsal with the band, she suddenly got the nerve to write a lot of different songs in her mind. They weren’t depressing love songs, but instead they seemed to be powerful vocals and emotions all mixed up into one bundle. It was her determination to perform that was enabling her to write such amazing lyrics at that time. Her eyes averted to Takayuki’s dark blue electric guitar, which was leaning on the wall to her right. Her mind then began to flow with memories of the time she and Takayuki had spent together. It seemed so long ago that she was playing in a crib with Takayuki, she was so thankful that she had a friend as good as him.
After a few minutes Takayuki came out of the shower dressed in a long-sleeved red shirt and dark blue pajamas. Yoshie smiled as he exited and sat back up on his bed as she handed him the notebook she was scribbling on.
“What’s this?” he asked as he took the notebook. He gazed at the lyrics up and down as he waited for her reply.
“It’s a new song I wrote, whaddya think?” she asked.
“Sounds like a pretty powerful song…you seem pretty psyched up”
“Well I just wrote what was coming out of my mind that’s all”
“’I don’t have a reason to hold back, what I wanted to know back then I can just find out some other time. For now, I’ll raise my fist and show you what I’ve got…’” Takayuki read “I think I’ll find some time to write the music for this. This sounds really promising”
“Of course it does” Yoshie said in a vain sort of way. She stood up from the bed and peeked outside the window from the closed curtain. The weather seemed pretty bad, there was already a strong wind “I hope the wind dies down…” Closing the curtains once more, she headed towards the edge of the bed as Takayuki began to lay down his futon.
“Hey Takayuki, how come you don’t have a girlfriend yet? You seem to be really popular at school you know”
“I don’t need one because I’m too good for them” he said while striking a handsome pose. Yoshie glared at him and threw a pillow at him.
“Baka…maybe because they’re too good for you” she said sarcastically.
“Oh really now?” Takayuki jumped on her and began to tickle her sides.
“O-oi! Hahaha! Takayuki…!!! Hahaha!! Quit it!” she struggled. As Takayuki continued, he got pushed away hardly by Yoshie, and both of them fell off the edge of the bed, allowing the two to fall beside each other.
“Ow…you’re such a klutz” he said.
“You’re the one who wouldn’t stop being an ass!”
After a sudden silence, they both began to laugh hysterically. Yoshie was about to smack Takayuki on the shoulder, but he caught her wrist in mid-air and smirked. “You’re becoming readable”
“Hmph!” Yoshie took away her hand and walked towards the light switch “I’m gonna sleep” With that, she turned off the lights and climbed into bed wile Takayuki lay down on his futon. Yoshie had been contemplating on how her next performance should be, like how she should act and stuff. The choreography was already going through her head that time. When she sought to have a conversation with Takayuki, she reached out and nudged his seemingly sleeping figure.
“Mm…what?” he moaned as he looked at her.
“If there was someone you liked, how would you treat that person?”
“Excuse me?”
“I mean, if there was someone you really liked, but you had no courage to tell them, what makes you go on with your life?”
“Weird, when someone asks a question about confessing they’d usually say ‘How do you tell that person you liked them’” he said in a half-joking voice “But, if by some circumstance that you couldn’t tell that person you liked them because you wouldn’t want to ruin the healthy relationship you currently have, then that I’d understand”
“Yeah, it’s kinda like that”
“Well, if it were me, I’d just think that I’d be happy for them. If by telling that special someone that I liked them would come back at me negatively I’d just shut up about it and suppress it. Because, I really care about that person…”
“Wow, that was deep”
“So, is there someone you like?”
Yoshie threw a pillow at Takayuki and turned on her side. “I was just asking hypothetically!”
“Hai, hai…” said Takayuki as he threw the pillow back at her “Nee, Yoshie, I might not be able to accompany you home for the next few days”
“Eh? Why’s that?”
“Because we’re gonna be moving soon. It won’t be far away, we’re just gonna be moving houses, it’s just gonna be a little farther that’s all. So Fuuto might be the one to take you home from now on since his house is a little closer to yours”
“What?! How come you didn’t tell me this earlier?!”
“We only decided to move a few days ago! I didn’t really know the location of the house until today!”
“Jeez, you could’ve at least told me you were moving”
“I didn’t think it was that important”
“Of course it is! Some of our childhood memories are buried here!”
“It’s okay, you don’t have to worry so much”
“It just came to a bit of a shock that’s all”
“You can overreact too much sometimes” Takayuki laughed “Nee, Yoshie, if a close friend of yours told you that they fancied you, what would you say?”
“Fancied me?” she repeated slightly taken aback with her friend’s question “I wouldn’t know what to say at first, but then maybe I’d start to think about how I feel about that person. It really depends on who the person is”
“Let’s say it was for example, Kaijin”
“It’s not that I’d dump him or anything, but maybe at first I’d try to sort things out first, you know try and see what good points he has. But since we’re talking about Kaijin, I’d just tell him that I’d like to stay as friends”
Takayuki’s eyes seemed to be in deep thought after what Yoshie had just said. Yoshie immediately took notice of this and smiled.
“If there’s someone you liked you could’ve just told me straight forward”
“Baka, it’s for a friend, not me”
“Really? Who’s your friend then?” said Yoshie looking at him with utter suspicion.
“Kurokawa Hiro from class 2-B, ask him yourself” Takayuki waited for his companion’s reply, but none came. He curiously sat up and looked at the spot where she was lying down on. Sure enough, sleep had overcome her. Takayuki smiled and looked at her with his dark green orbs, adoring his friend that lay in front of him. Subconsciously, he leaned over her and placed a small kiss on her forehead.
“Eh…what did I just do?” Takayuki hurriedly laid down on his futon and placed his fingers over the spot where he had just kissed his friend. I have to suppress it…I can’t go on like this forever…He looked above him and stared at her hand, which was limply hanging over the bed. He began to gaze at it as if it were valuable treasure. Whether it was a friendly intention or a call of a lover, Takayuki gently took her hand into his own, slowly falling into slumber as the night passed.
As long as you’re beside me like this, I’ll never feel lonely. And as long as you’re happy Yoshie, I’ll do what it takes so that you can reach that happiness. Kami-sama, please, don’t ever take this away from me…The night had not yet ended for a few souls. Kaijin was in his room, wide-awake, half-naked on the bed with a sleeping female figure beside him. His place was nothing more than a small unit in an apartment building. Unable to doze into sleep, he took out a cigarette and lit it up, passing the time away. The heat from his heater seemed to be prickling his skin as he puffed a cloud of smoke from his mouth. The female beside him placed her hand on his chest and said in a very enticing way “Come back to bed Yamamoto-kun…”
“Whatever you say, Sachiko-san…” he moved his hand up to the woman’s dark red hair and kissed her neck endlessly. Suddenly, he heard his cell phone begin to ring on one side of the bed. He had protested against the woman, who had told him to ignore the unpleasurable sound of the gadget, but in the end he had won against his promiscuous companion.
“Hello…?” Who could it be at this time of the night…?
“Yamamoto-kun?” said a masculine voice on the other end of the line “It’s me, Shikita, Shikita Taro from Asahi Agency”
“Oh, good evening sire…just a moment Sachiko” Kaijin got up from his bed and wrapped a towel around his waist as he continued to smoke his earlier cigar stick.
“I’ve just finished watching your demo CD and listening to your tracks, you’re quite impressive you know”
“I’m glad to hear that then”
“So, I’ve made a decision, is it alright if I come over to your studio tomorrow? You know, just to see how your band is?”
“Really? That’s great! Our rehearsal is at three o’clock tomorrow afternoon, is that alright?”
“Perfect, I’m free during that time. If I like what I see then I’ll be asking your group to come by my office the next day, is that fine with you?”
“Yes, absolutely, thank you so much Shikita-san”
“No problem, see you tomorrow then”
With a small click, both men switched off their cell phones. On Kaijin’s side, a huge grin could be seen on his face, complete with satisfaction and excitement as he continued to mingle with his partner. The same could be seen on the other end; however, it was neither a face of satisfaction nor excitement. A malicious grin could be seen on the face of Shikita Taro as the light from the television screen illuminated his dark brown hair and slanting brown eyes. A handsome man he was, but he seemed to be taking interest in the female found in the video of a certain musical band he was about to take action on.
