I Would love to write another humor one, but I feel depressed right now. So in order to not give 'The Deal' a sad ending as I revise it, I need to get this off my chest.
Disclaimer: This is angst, even if it's a little. Don't read if you don't like it. I also don't own right to anything... *sigh*
Oh, and my beta's busy so this is unedited. If you see anything you think I should fix, let me know.
Song: "The one that got away" by Pink.
Great song, I hope I did it justice. It's ok if you don't think so.
Bold = Song
Italics = memories
Bold and italics = both (?)
The cramp karaoke room hummed with the cheerful chatter of friends gathering. All around the room, the group smiled with love and hope in their eyes. On stage Chie and Aoi were singing a duet. To the far right Natsuki was calmly sitting, protective arm over her new girlfriend. Said girlfriend had stars twinkling through her crimson eyes. Mikoto was face first in the food, as always, while Arika gawked at how much the small girl was putting away. Meanwhile, Takumi was chuckling at his roommate, for it was the first night she spent with the group.
Closer to the stage sat Yukino, cheeks flushed. In her lap laid blonde locks of her best friend- unconscious, because someone hit her on her head when she started to protest the 'shamefully revealing outfits' Chie and Aoi were wearing.
The normally happy and excited Mai was trying to keep her smile from a frown. If it wasn't for her friends dragging her out tonight, she would be at home moping around, depressed and ashamed of herself for what happened earlier that week. However, she didn't have time to think about; she was up next. The group cheered her on, clapping as she made her way to the stage in her dark red kimono.
But what the group didn't expect was the song she chose to sing... A lone acoustic guitar strummed slowly; sparking bitter memories in the redhead's mind. Her eyes glistened and hazed over, voice rasped; all the while hiding her pain.
Mmmm mm yeah
Oh oh
Tears building up in the corners of her eyes, her mind wheeled over her silent memory.
I stood by the exit door of the hotel café
He was playing with his band
I've always been a sucker
Had a weakness for a boy with a guitar
And a drink in his hand
A slender, spiky-haired man sang along with the music his band was playing. He glanced over to the newcomer who had just walked in, smiling. Brown met lavendar, and he winked, his smile widening.
His words were like heaven in my hurricane
My knees buckled under
His gaze shifted back to the crowd, successfully stealing the heart of the busty redhead. She brought her hand over her racing heart, red flooding her cheeks.
I thought everyone was watching me
Watching you save my life with the song
The song ended and he said his 'Thank you's. After placing his guitar down next to his stool, he made his way over to the still blushing woman at the bar.
He sat next to her. "Hey beautiful." He had a charming smile.
You were mine
In the back of my mind
Oh... Just for one night
Just for a while
Black and white faded over her memory, one tear sliding down her cheek. Her voice vibrated with emotion while everyone began to take notice in the woman's heartfelt words, even the normally dense Haruka who had just woken up in confusion.
There's always one that gets away
The one that sneaks up on you
Then slips away
A fresh memory grew grey in her mind, replaying the devastating day.
Mai knocked on apartment 209, grinning with excitement at the lunch box in her hand. The door opened, revealing the same blond from the bar, dressed in jeans and a plain blue shirt.
Two weeks later I was sitting in his apartment
He was making cappuccino
The busty redhead made her way to the kitchen, setting down the food she brought, looking over at the cappuccino machine on the counter. He asked if she wanted any.
"What kind of man makes cappuccino?" Her words from her memory faded in with the words she sung.
We laughed
We laughed
We laughed
We laughed 'til tears ran down my face
His arm was holding him up from falling as he held his side, and all the while, Mai was doing the same.
Oh but my man you're someone else's man
And that ain't the man that I want
Creaking came from the bed, as the man shifted for better access. Suddenly, the door to the bedroom burst open. A young woman with one long pink braid stood in shock.
But you keep drawing me in with those big brown lying eyes.
"Mai, wait." He held her wrist, turning her around to face him. His brown eyes pleading with violet.
You'll always be mine
In the back of my mind
Oh we had a night
Just a little while
She shook her head, looking down, avoiding eye contact. He released her arm, letting her walk out of the apartment; out of his life.
There's always one that gets away
The one that sneaks up on you that slips away
Back in her own room, she sat fetal position up against her bed on the floor. No sound filled the room, but the foot steps of her roommate. Her door squeaked drawing her attention to the raven haired woman standing there.
In a closed off corner of my heart yes
I'll always see your face
The blue hair woman rushed to her side, pulling her out of her ball and into a strong embrace. Mai's head rested into the neck of the latter's, tears poring from her eyes; the whole time weeping out his name.
The one that got away
One that got away
The one that got away
The one that got away
Oh the one that got away
The one that got away
The redhead on stage was now visibly showing tears, her voice cracking. Her determination to finish this song- her parody- out weighed the need to stopple over and cry out her pain. All her friend's eyes swam with worry as they gazed her, all wanting her to end her own torment.
Oh the one that got away
The one that got away
Oh the one that got away
Yeah yeah
Oh oh oh oh
Yeah yeah
Oh
She inhaled deeply, shooting her friends a look, begging them not to stop her, or to approach her. She wanted to get this off her chest.
I'm not a victim of clichés
I don't believe in soulmates
Happy ending's only one
Her memory flashed with the last image of him.
"Good luck," he whispered.
She jerked her head in disagreement. "I don't need it."
Oh and I met you and all that changed
I had a taste and you're still sitting
On the tip of my tongue
He tried to approach her, but was stopped when she raised her hand. "No, don't." She murmured, taking in one last look into his brown pleading eyes. "Good bye." She said, tears running down her cheeks as she walked away.
You were mine
Somewhere in time
I'll look for you first
In my next life
Natsuki stood up, and made her way to her friend, who was now shaking from the built-up emotion.
"Mai," she whispered, putting her hand out to stabilize the woman.
There's always one that gets away
Mai, swatted her hand away, and Natsuki stepped closer.
The one that sneaks up on you that slips away
The redhead's knees began to buckle, and the raven haired woman caught her. The mic slipped to the floor, but the music still played.
The trembling woman in her arms, still cried, letting one more line out:
Slips away
Her knees collided with the floor, one arm pushing her up from the stage, the other being held by Natsuki. Her nails dung into the stage as tears flowed free from her eyes, splattering on the ground. Her cries accompanied the music, melancholy taking over all the members of the group. All eyes mixed with their own emotion of sadness, guilt, and empathy.
By the time the final note strummed out of the acoustic guitar, the blue haired woman was rubbing her friend's back, letting her know it's ok; finish if you must.
The one that got away
Mai whimpered out the last verse leaving the room silent except for the soft cries and hiccups coming from the sulking woman.
Please read and review. I would like to see if anyone actually liked this one.
Omake? Don't have one. Don't want to ruin the mood. Not to mention, when I orginally wrote this I had no humor.
Enjoy
~Ume