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Forgotten Heart
Chapter 1 The Eighth Member
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~This is a revolution. (We are) Let's go. (STARISH)~~
I'll change our love into the star.
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Tonight, the LOVE between the two us reaches 1000%...
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Radio DJ 1) "Can you believe that seven young men from seven different backgrounds debuted straight out of high school and landed in a number one spot for a whopping 14 weeks?"
Radio DJ 2) "Wow, that's unheard of, until the group starish arrived on the music scene .You're not kidding when you said different backgrounds. Let's see one was an ex comedian/ singer, two are high-class family heirs."
Radio DJ 1) "Ooo La La, how fancy! You have an orphan and a prince and guy that wasn't expected to live pass 8
And last but not least a musical prodigy."
Radio DJ 2) "Whoa, that's quite the group of individuals…."
Radio DJ1) "Well, that's nothing compared to now. Speaking of now….. Today, it's been 10 years since Maji 1000% Love hit the charts."
Radio DJ 2) "Wow, that's what I call a High school reunion. "
Radio DJ 1) "Yeah, but what I want to know, is where are they now?"
With a flick of a switch, I left the question unanswered…..
A small breeze chills the back of my neck causing a slight shiver as I rub my goose bumped arms for warmth. Walking to a window with the billowing white sheers that dance in the morning breeze. Reaching my hands out to the paint chipped frame to firmly push down on the old farmhouse window .As I lightly hum a little melancholy tune before gradually making my way to the bench for the day. I begin to glide my fingers over the keys to match the little tune in my head.
The question no one bothered to ask me …..
Why would they? The world knows the group consisted of seven male members .They have no idea there's an eighth member. Not that it would matter anymore.
One Ring…Two Ring …..Thee Ring….
"Hello?"
"Hello, darling how are you today?"
Giving out a heavy sigh" …..Yeah, I'm fine Ringo-san, just keeping busy."
"Shining, wanted me to reach out to you and find out how the new song is coming along?"
"Uh….It's a work in progress." Biting my bottom lip as my eyes drift up to the blank sheet music that's in front of me.
"Sweetie, that doesn't sound very convincing." As she tsked tsked me.
I could tell by Ringo's voice he's concerned. "I'm sorry, the melodies are just coming out all wrong for the project.' My eyes glanced over to the piles of finished songs that were nice, and some people might say they were good …but nothing like my past creations …There just seemed be something missing from them .
"Maybe a change of scenery would help? From our last call you said your grandmother is back on her feet. Maybe you should think about coming back to Saotome estate?" My grandmother being ill was a mixed blessing. She was my reason to finally turn away….and let go.
With an involuntary reaction with my head shaking to the idea. "No, I think that would probably make matters worse, I'll just work through my creative block." It wasn't just a block, its several blocks stacked on each other to make a great wall. To keep my creativity sealed away, just out of reach of my fingertips.
Giving out a heavy sigh." Well, I guess, but Shining will want something soon. Ok dear?"
Yeah, right like more time would help ….it had been months. "Yeah, thanks Ringo. I'll keep trying …Bye."
Shining Saotome Estate ….The estate with all its gorgeous gardens and beautiful paintings that lavishly decorated the now…..empty rooms.
So like a good little composer I waited for their inevitable return. Waking up every morning to make the long lonely walk to the piano bench, day after day, which then turned into weeks and eventually months than nothing. It wasn't long after the cross training projects and their world debut at the opening of the Triple S games that things began to change for the group .Shining knew what he was doing, the projects made them known individually and the opening for the Triple S games made them world renowned stars, overnight . ….I blame him, for all of it.
The guys were showered with accolades and projects calling for their own individual talents .Which naturally they excelled at. Overtime the calls for their individual talents increased until the estate was more like a stop between projects and flights. Now if that's all what happened and evolved into the natural course of the way most boy bands disband. I would take a bow and with a smile on my face say. "We had a nice run."
But sadly that was not the fate of Starish.
Like most reasons for music groups to split their were of course busy schedules, blown up egos, family business, hurt feelings ,faltering talent facing growing natural talent and a unknown underlining tense feeling that spiked tempers among the members.
Before long …..Members were breezing in breezing out, sometimes nothing for weeks or even months at a time. Until Starish was just a hollow concept with promises of getting back together for another world tour ….that schedules would never allow.
And now with busy schedules and random text messages or the occasional promise to swing by for a visit.
Here I sit, alone.
Knock, Knock
…..well there's still one member that visits.
A/N So just a little preview. I'm testing a new story. What do you think? Please let me know if you want me to continue otherwise it will be back to the keyboard to try again. Thanks for your consideration, Alimackatjac.