A/N: I'm back! A new idea came to my mind! It is more of a depressing angsty fic…not that a lot of my others aren't, but I really liked this one. I wanted to do something from Mitsuki and Takuto's point of view to really get across their own thoughts and feelings. The POV's like I just said will be from Mitsuki and Takuto's I don't say who's POV it is every time it changes but I think by reading it you will know. I mean if it bothers someone a lot then I can say who it is. Anyways I hope you guys like it so here's the very first chapter to Who You'd be today. And yes I did get the title from the Kenny Chesney song…

Oh right and when the text is in Italics those are their memories or thoughts on the past, and normal text is the present. And there is a better...well I'm not very good at summaries, but a better description of the story on my author page.

Disclaimers: All the characters except for one in this chapter belong to the brilliant Arina Tanemura!

Chapter one

What about Forever?

Do you remember that day? The day you promised me forever? It was a while back now, but it was the happiest day of my life. It was the day you asked for my hand. I mean how could you possibly forget? I remember the way your hands shook and, although I would never admit it to you, you were sweating with nerves. It made me smile, you would always act so calm and cool in front of me, but that day your barriers seemed to break and you showed me the real you.

I smiled looking at the golden band around my finger, it was nothing fancy, I knew you didn't have a lot of money and I respected that. But the part that meant the most to me was that you got the word 'Eieni ni' which means forever, engraved on the inside of the band. Forever you promised me.

But is there really a forever?

Outstretching my hand I admired the gold band as 'that' day rushed into my thoughts.

"Mitsuki," you said looking into my eyes. "The way I love you is like no other and…" you actually paused to think about what you would say next. It made me smile, you always seemed so practiced in what you would say next. I would never have expected you to stutter. "And I know that this is a long shot for me because you love Eichi even though he is no longer alive, and you think of me as some annoying man who stole your heart."

I almost laughed at that last sentence. At first you were annoying, you were so obstinate, almost forcing me to love you, but in time you grew on me. And what I never told you was that I started loving you more then Eichi.

"But being the burglar that I am," you stopped to chuckle at your own joke. "I cannot give up what I have fought for. Mitsuki Kouyama, will you marry me?" I remember at the time I was shocked. I never thought you would ask such a thing. My heart felt like it grew eight sizes, I mean how could I not see that coming? You were on one knee the entire time. The only reaction I had after that was to jump into your arms, giving you my only reply which was a kiss on the lips. We had kissed many times, but that kiss for some reason was so sweet and passionate, it felt like the emotions were still engraved on my lips.

"Thank you," you whispered as if I had just given you the greatest gift in the world, where as in reality it was you who had blessed me with the prize.

"How are you feeling?" I asked walking back into the hospital room, sitting in a small chair beside his bed.

"Good," he lied looking at the ceiling.

I bit my lip, I knew the truth; you weren't good not anymore. After you had come back to me, and we were reunited at the concert, everything was perfect. It seemed like all was going how it should, of course that all ended. Once you were diagnosed with cancer once again.

"Would you like me to get you anything?" I asked as I clasped my hand together looking at my enlarged belly. After so many times of trying I had finally gotten pregnant.

"I'm fine," he smiled finally looking to me. His blue eyes reaching into my heart. I could see the sadness in his eyes. He was trying to fight so hard, so hard for me and for our baby.

"Okay," I whispered. We sat in silence staring in one another's eyes until I felt something hit the inside of my stomach.

"What's wrong?" Takuto asked looking at me concerned. What a silly question, I was not the one to be worried about. I didn't say a word, I just took his hand placing it on my belly where the baby was currently kicking.

"He's…" he gaped looking at my belly then my eyes through double takes. I knew he was convinced that our baby would be a boy.

"Kicking," I smiled. His warm hand gently caressed my stomach.

"You know the baby is due in one week?" I smiled putting both my hands over his on my belly.

"Just enough time for me to fight this," he said with determination. I smiled, I knew we could get through this obstacle.

"We haven't thought of a name!" I blurted.

"Well…" he said not taking his stare off my stomach.

"What?" I asked grinning. I knew he couldn't not have thought about it.

I smiled not looking away from our baby. Her warm hands held mine, as our baby beat up my hand.

I had a lot of time now that I was kept prisoner in this bed, and all that time allowed me to think of the perfect name which would mean something to both me and her.

"Aoi," I replied, hearing her catch her breath.

"My father?" she asked with hope. I looked into her eyes to see small tears decorating the bottom of her lids.

"Yes, your father and my band mate and friend," I said. Aoi was not only Mitsuki's father but when I was younger I was in a band with him. I was only twelve and Mitsuki was about five. We have quite an age gap between us which gave us problems when we were younger and dating seeing how she was sixteen and I was twenty three. But as we grew older the age difference wasn't as big of a deal.

"I love it," she replied giving me her favorite smile.

"Excuse me?" a small voice interrupted. We both turned to see a small redheaded nurse looking from me to her. "Visiting hours are over," she said with a bow.

"Okay, thank you," Mitsuki said in a quieter voice. I knew she hated leaving as much as I hated her leaving.

"I'll see you tomorrow," she smiled.

"Okay, I love you," I said like always.

"I love you too," she replied just like always.

When she was gone and I heard the door click shut I turned onto my side looking at the blank wall. How was any of this fair? I finally get a second chance at life, then like some cruel punishment my cancer comes back.

I felt something cold and wet fall down my cheek, I didn't have to wonder what it was. I knew. I knew it was my tears, I knew that every time that girl left me, left me to think, I cried. I cried because I didn't have the heart to tell her. The cancer, unlike the first time, was bad- worse. At first it was in my lungs and the doctors were able to remove it, but this time it was in my blood and it spread, it spread so damn fast it was too late. She doesn't know that it's too late, I can't be saved.

That night as I climbed into my bed- our bed, I felt hope. I knew Takuto could fight this, he would fight this. For me and our baby, for Aoi.

I lay on my side pulling his pillow into my chest, it was the closest thing I had to holding him since he left. I stared into the darkness of the room as my heavy lids slowly shut, I tried to muster the pain with hope, hope that that man that I loved so much in the hospital bed would survive, and that he would be back in this bed holding me while we listened at night to make sure our baby was not crying.

But how much did that hope do when he was still in that bed, lifelessly looking into my eyes everyday? Sometimes, although he tried to hide it, it looked like he was begging me with his eyes to kill him. I knew he was in pain, I knew it. But I'm just too damn selfish and I want him by my side Eieni ni, just like my ring read.

I remembered the day he was diagnosed, again.

"Takuto are you okay!" I had screamed when you fell to your knee in our small apartment.

"Y-yeah," you panted. "I just don't feel that hot," you said. I ran over to feel that you were burning up- again. For the past few weeks you had had an on and off fever but would never see a doctor saying it was fine. But that time I made you. I would never tell you, but I was terrified for you.

I remembered that after your examination the doctor said he would call for your results. I remembered that you wouldn't let me go in with you when he checked you and I remember that you seemed bothered by something when we got home. But you never said why.

The next day you were napping and I was cleaning around the apartment when the phone rang.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Mrs. Kira?" a man had asked.

"Yes."

"This is doctor Wakaoji," my childhood doctor, Takuto's friend and ex band mate, and my practically father said. "I have the results," he said not changing his tone. I held my breath.

You had told me that as soon as doctor Wakaoji called with the results to give you the phone. But you were sleeping, I couldn't wake you.

"And?" I asked quietly, unable to find my voice.

"Cancer," was all I could hear from his answer. I remembered how my body froze and the phone fell from my hand.

"Mitsuki!" you had called rushing into the room. I guess you were awake, or the phones ring had waken you.

"You," I didn't know what to say.

"Who was that?" you asked with anger. Why were you so mad? Your health wasn't just your own business, it was mine too. "Mitsuki who were you talking to just then?"

"It was…Takuto you have cancer!" I cried falling to my knees. I couldn't look up at you. I was angry, angry at you for getting sick again. But then I felt guilt, guilt that I had intruded on what was between you and the doctor. I thought for a moment that if I hadn't of answered the phone maybe the doctor would have given different results, but that was for just a moment. But no mater how you try to twist the strings of fate, they will always remain the same.

I was tying to protect her the day Wakaoji had called with my test results. I remembered that he told me there was a good chance I had cancer- again. He took some blood samples then said he would call the next day. That was why I had told her to give the phone to me if he called. To protect her. To protect her from the terrible truth which would end our dream together.

But she answered it, she found out. She cried, and me being the heartless idiot I am, yelled at her. I was furious, I wanted to protect her, protect her from the truth. But the truth can only be kept so long until it is all twisted into some sick lie.

Damn, why did I have to make her cry! I was hopeless, I lost again. Too bad that damn Eichi wasn't still alive, he would be better. He could save her, not destroy her.

I rolled over again taking in deep breathes, the pain, it was so fucking bad. It was worse then dying, through the physical and emotional pain I was sure to be crushed. As my eyes slowly closed I thought I saw a black shadow appear before me.

It wasn't just a thought, a cold breeze hit my face and my eyes opened to see a man in a dark cape and a scythe staring at me.

"Takuto Kira, it's time," his cold voice said as he raised the scythe in the air.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Let me know if you liked it and think I should continue! ~ ~Somebody new~