Melody of Memory
Disclaimer: I do not own Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuutsu.
November 1, 2011
"Kyon!!" Haruhi's voice immediately vibrated through my ears like the sound of annoying fly whizzing nearby.
"What?!" I retorted.
"Why can't you play that thing a little bit better? It doesn't make much sense to me that it is making such a silly noise."
"What are you talking about?!" I said, irritated. "I already said that I can't play it. You are the one who forced me to do it regardless first of all!"
"Well.." Haruhi mumbled under her breath, "You can keep trying then."And there she flew away from me to talk to another guy in the room. "But remember not to break it!" she shouted to me on her way.
Sighing, I decided to mess around a little bit more with the silvery thing I was currently holding in my hands – a bass. I never ever hold one in my hands before, and that ignorant Haruhi had just tortured me to death by forcing me to learn the musical instrument as fast as I could.
Haruhi, optimistic as she always appeared to behave, was apparently killing me over forming a band. Not that this was a super random idea, for she already performed by herself many times in our college as a singer. She did have some great voice, I got to admit, which was the reason why so many bands in our college was offering jobs for her. It seemed like after some continuous performance, the mighty Haruhi was intoxicated by the idea of forming a rock band, with she as the lead singer, of course.
Haruhi and I have been friends since high school started by some interesting meetings. Regardless, as if I had not accompanied her enough during high school, she had miraculously managed to get to the same university as I did, despite her having better grades than I. Probably because of the perpetual years I got to endure with her "nagging" alongside me, or the factor that I myself had a somewhat troublesome sister at home I had to sometimes take care of, I actually never seemed to mind to be with her. I even thought that my life would be too boring without her as my friend. Not to mention bitter.
For a starter, let's look at our current condition now. Haruhi and I had now been spending about two hours or so in a band rental studio near our campus. She had successfully driven four guys to try practicing with us in the studio, but somehow one hour later, three guys drifted off the room and refused. That left one guy, Haruhi, and myself. The other guy's name was Koizuki Itsuki, whom through my senses, appeared to click with Haruhi. I heard them chattering about music, bands, and many other stuff I heard over my time dwelling with the unfamiliar instrument in my hands. It seemed like that Koizuki guy was really good in playing any musical instruments, but he was especially good in drums. Despite the novice I appeared to be, I could still hear and see his outstanding ability with drums when he played it in front of us all. His hands moved really fast with the drum sticks, and even though he played by himself, every beats he made seemed to really make one full music composition. That's how deft he was in my humble opinion. Aside from the musical ability, it kinda pissed me to admit that he got such a handsome face on his own as well. It was not fair that he could play music and had a good looking face, whether I, on the other hand, had neither. Oh well.
Anyway, Haruhi would likely make a pretty good band if only we had some other members beside Haruhi and Koizuki. They did not necessarily need to be as good looking as these two were, but they definitely needed to show up so I could at least get out of this troublesome task Haruhi gave to me in case we had problems with band members. So right now, I sincerely praying that God would show his way to all of us and bestowed our newly formed rock band with other members as soon as possible.
"Kyon!" All of the sudden, the witchy voice who belonged to the person I greatly was troubled by cried out. "We all are leaving to find some potential members out there. Are you coming?"
"Of course!" Excited to be tortured no more with the bass, I jumped off the stage and ran to Haruhi's side, out to the outside world.
It was a nice evening outside, with a rather cool wind brushing our skin along our way walking down the street. They sky was nice and clear; no sign of raining whatsoever- it would indeed be the perfect day to go on picnic. The three of us were now out in the crowd, walking side by side with Haruhi in the middle, Koizumi on her left, and I on her right.
"So.. where shall we go?" Haruhi inquired.
Before no one could response, I asked, "Are you sure that you are just going to pick some people up from the street to be in the band?"
"Yeah, why?"
I shrugged, "Just asking."
Koizuki launched her billion dollar smile and said, "Do you all want to see and look at the center square? It looks like there's some kind of performance being held there."
"Good thought, Koizumi!" Haruhi fumed energetically.
It was true that a lot of people were going to the center square, knowing that something was going on in it. Judging by the posters glued and flyers distributed by the people near it, it might be quite interesting. We arrived there five minutes later, and saw some mini stands were lining and circling up inside the square. The smell of food was filling the air right away as we stepped inside the city square. It seemed like a food festival or some kind of it was going on. Apparently not a performance.
"Well," Koizumi started, "Since we are here, do you two want to grab a bite?"
It turned out that the three of us were hungry and ate quite ravenously. It was even possible to think that all the stands got quite a profit for having all three of us trying all the different food in the festival. From sushi to spaghetti, we had all of it in our stomach. It was amazing how our stomachs were capable of receiving such disorder food. It even triggered me a little to do a research concerning how our stomachs could compare with the black hole in our universe.
"Okay, I'm full." I muttered lazily. "Let's just go to home and rest, shall we?"
"No way, Kyon. You are staying until we get at least one other member in our band."
Haruhi then stood up from the table we were eating in, and followed by Koizumi – who gave me a meaningful look before he stood - strode out of the city square.
"What a pain.." I mumbled under my breath but decided to follow them.
And therefore the fateful encounters were flying on its way, getting closer with every step we took further from there on.
Haruhi was of course, oblivious to all of them.
This is my first Suzumiya Haruhi fic, I hope you like it. Thanks for reading! Review is greatly appreciated!