Hello all! Maiko here with another Utapri story! First and foremost this story is also posted up on Quotev, under the users [yazawas] and [capitaine] and unless otherwise stated those are the only places to find the story! As well, this is co-authored by my dear friend Mika, and her writing is absolutely stunning! We hope you enjoy the journey of Momo and Umiko in the world of Utapri!
Otoya was the last one off the stage, panting and unable to catch his breath. That's how he knew they killed it, it was their debut concert after all. The group stood together in a heap, panting in silence although the energy in the room was the same, confident. They couldn't have done better. Tokiya opened his mouth to speak, pushing thick locks out of his face when a loud voice echoed through the stadium.
"Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready to end this party right!"
The boys alerted their attention to one another, unaware that there was still more to come. "The president," Tokiya began, still huffing slightly,
"...said he arranged a special closing act for us. They're also part of the shining agency and attended our school. Apparently-"
The door to left stage opened harshly, a pair of large men dressed in slick black security outfits entered the room. Syo made a confused sound, pushing through the boys and up beside Tokiya to get a better look.
They looked so ordinary, so young. A pair of girls dressed in identical costumes, each with a small set of black bat wings on the back. The first girl was rather petite, sticking close to the guards. Her hair was an ashy golden color, pulled up into two high pigtails, her eyes were a mundane light brown but there was something so broad and apparent about them. The girl appeared more excited than anything, a look of impatience in her eyes as the screams from the audience grew louder.
The second girl was well developed, much taller than the golden haired miss. Her hair hung in two low pigtails, ending at her hips, a deep violet color complimenting vibrant green eyes. She dragged behind the group slightly, walking with a certain sense of pride in rather high heels, although her face lay expressionless.
"WINGS! WINGS! WINGS!"
The audience cheered louder and louder as both girls stood patiently in the stages wings, listening to the roaring audience
"Wings?" Syo stepped forward but was stopped by one of the guards who's large body blocked the way. The door was pushed opened again, this time revealing only one person. A scrawny boy with misplaced silver hair and blue thin framed glasses. He appeared novice, running like a child who had lost their ball in the street. He carried an armful of papers as he tore through the area, stopping dead in his tracks as he came face to face with Ren who had been closest.
"Wah! Starish!" his voice was rushed and surprised, bowing with a sense of respect,
"My name is Yuichiro Hyakuya, the composer for Wings. You put on a magnificent show."
He stood straight up, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, "Wings?" Masato repeated. "Yes!" Yuichiro gleamed at the question in Masato's voice,
"Wings! Momo Ichijo and Umiko Tanaka. My perfect pair!" The boy's face held a bright smile, filled to the brim with burning compassion and admiration.
"Yui!" The purple haired girl had called for him, a sweet smile crossing her face. The composers attention turned to her, nodding in response,
"We'll see you all in a few weeks then!" With his last words he took off towards the duo. "Wait! Hey! A few weeks?" Syo turned to his group for answers but nobody had any. Music began to play over the speakers, guitar thriving through the arena as the rock and roll aura laid across the stage. 'A rock group?' Otoya thought to himself, 'but they seemed so elegant.'
"Roll call, girls let's go!" Yui cheered delightfully, raising one arm in the air. "Doki doki Momo!" The golden haired girl yelled out softly, face lighting up like a Christmas tree, the second girl grabbed Momo by the hand. A smile crossed her lips, radiating a kind of friendliness, "Uuuumiko, bang bang!" Both girls reached up to the mics clipped to their ears, turning the switches on as if sharing a single brain. Yui stood farther back, taking slow steps backwards and holding the same hand in the air as he counted down with his fingers, 3,2 and then 1.
"We invite you," both girls began, "to be the wind beneath our wings!"
An energy like something the boys had never felt before hit them hard, squeezing their chests and hitching words in their throats. Both girls made their way onto the center stage, lights dimming before lighting up with two brightly colored spot lights as they reached the center.
"Is it possible," Ren began, "that they will be in the Masters program with us?" Tokiya shook his head, "No, the idol unit Wings graduated a while ago."
The six shared an equally fueled gasp of confusion as they stared out to the stage. Otoya watched as they moved in sync, voices matching perfectly to one another, earning the cheers of the crowd. He laughed slightly, "I guess we'll have to wait and see."