Hi everyone, This is my first fanfic so please review and tell me what can I do to improve my writing. Ikarishipping songfic
~Raruma
(Normal POV)
A girl with midnight blue hair got out of her car, the sunlight gracing her features as she glanced at the building that stood above her. Her blue sapphire eyes, reflecting the sunlight, as she put her sunglasses on, continuing her way inside. As she entered the building, she noticed the receptionist flicking through some papers, she started walking towards her, her hair whipping her back, her black heels clicking against the polished marble. Recognising her presence, the receptionist glanced up as she gave a welcoming smile her way which she returned with a polite one. The receptionist was decently dressed, with a white buttoned up shirt with a black coloured jacket covering her upper body, her brown silky hair tied up in a bun. She asked her, "Could you please te-" but was cut off by the receptionist as she replied, "Yes of course, left from here towards the elevator, up the fifth floor." Giving her a smile, she nodded with gratitude as she made her way for the elevator, gazing at the golden and black flowers which were craved at the walls, waiting for the elevator to arrive, dragging her out of her trance was a man with a decent smile on his face asking her to come in. She cheekily smiled and got in hearing the soft melody which was being played as she again got in a trance. Music was something which had her heart all the time. Hearing a 'ding' from the elevator indicated that the fifth floor has arrived. She got out, instantly noticing the one she came here for.
A boy with mid-length purple hair, his coal black eyes twinkling, his one hand buried in his pant pocket. He wore a purple turtleneck jacket with a plain white t underneath it. Smirking at her, he saw her making her way towards him. She was his inspiration, whatever she did, she gave it her all. She did everything in her own unique way well he knew she was something more than inspiration to him, but didn't need to say it out loud. She came to a halt in front of him as she greeted, "Hey Paul!" in a voice which had joy etched deep in it. It had been a while since they've met. His smirk turned into a small yet charming smile as he greeted back, "Hey Dawn!" Dawn replied to this as, "How have you been?" Paul waved his hand in front of the door asking her to proceed in, she started walking still waiting for the answer, to which he replied, "Good till now" His smile transforming into a more charming one as he heard her giggle.
She entered through the door welcomed by a room which was beautifully arranged with all kinds of flower arrangements, a man with headphones on his ears passing them a smile, to which she returned with one of hers. The walls had a combination of golden and black as well as a little white. In front of her were two medium-sized speakers, a 5 Seats blue velvet sofa, a big control panel, which had various buttons and levers on it, a window panel to which she could see another room. This was a studio, the Strongman's studio. It was one of the best's. Dawn was soon going to record a song in here, with Paul. They both were great aspiring musicians, as well as a philanthropist. Donating money for good causes always made them happy. Music was their life, they both have gone through some tough roads in their musical careers but this was worth it. Dawn was a singer and she also knew how to play piano. Whereas Paul was a singer, he knew how to play guitar and drums, as well. They both have already recorded the instrumental part of their collaboration in the Berlitz's studio, the studio owned by Dawn. Dawn had a talk with the man with the control panel who was none other than Reggie and with Paul she went for the recording room. She entered and saw a cream coloured sofa with golden leaves embroidery on it. A table in front of it, with two hand microphone's, and two headphones waiting to be picked. She sat their, picking up the headphones and bringing up them onto her ears. She saw Paul mimicking her actions, she gave him a nod. Paul jokingly asked, "You do remember the music and the lyrics?"
Flashback to the day
Dawn wrote down the latest idea she got for her collaboration in her not-so-empty notepad. She said, "Okay, I suggest" leaning forward, as she continued, "Dancing in the night" singing the line she looked at everyone for approvals. They were currently writing the Chorus, and everyone was giving their own ideas. Paul's brother and co-writer, Reggie spoke up, "It's good but it sounds a little odd."
Their song was almost complete; chorus was the last thing to be written. Paul said, "How about 'dancing in the dark'?" singing as well as he gave his idea. Everyone was putting it together, and then Dawn spoke up, "You know what, its perfect. So, that's final." She and Paul looked at Reggie for approvals, as Reggie nodded and wrote the lyrics in his notepad. Reggie handed them the notepad where the lyrics were scribbled. Reggie spoke up as Dawn and Paul were looking at the notepad, "Now, you both have to record it, so Paul and I will come to Berlitz studio for recording the background music, and then later you can come to our studio for the song recording, what do you say Dawn?" Looking at Dawn for her approval, he took the notepad from Paul and tore the pages off for them. Dawn replied, "It's a deal, will see you later." She stood up and waved to Paul and Reggie.
Flashback ends
Dawn replied pouting a little, "Of course, I do." Paul felt like he could stare at her forever, shaking his head he let a smirk get to his face, he once again nodded at Reggie indicating that they were ready.
So there you have the first chapter, please so review and tell me how to improve. The song will be recorded in the next chapter.
~Raruma