Forever Doesn't Exist


It ought to be every girl's dream to have such a talented, handsome group of men vow their devotion to you. But not for Nanami Haruka.

Her dream was to make music. It was accomplished already; she was a composer in high demand. Almost everyone in the music industry has heard of her name. As much as she wanted to be happy and satisfied with that, she wasn't.

She sighed, staring at the blank manuscript on the piano. It always stayed blank. Only a few days ago she had been churning out music for Shining Agency – mindless, meaningless, mediocre music. But she stayed true to her work ethic and battered them out. She was a paid employee after all.

Haruka thought taking a break would help. Shining had been kind enough to allow her absence. Yet here she was, writing nothing again. And now she had a week to pick up her slack.

"Haruka, come have some apples. You've had nothing to eat since this morning," her gran chided, nudging open the door with a tray in her hands. Haruka quickly jumped up to helped her.

"Thank you. All these apples here are freshly picked today. You don't have those in the city, huh? You're pale from the lack of fruit," she teased.

She allowed her gran to baby her with the bunny-shaped pieces. It had been so long since she spent so much time with her. She wanted to cherish every moment. Nothing lasts forever.

After some casual chatter, her gran finally inquired, "Is work tiring you out? You look so crestfallen. Are those boys giving you hassle? Star… Starry? Are they ruining your music?"

"No, not at all," Haruka protested immediately.

It was anything but. Starish were amazingly supportive and needless to say they never took advantage of Haruka's music. They transformed it into something beautiful each time, beyond Haruka's imagination – although at the moment, it wasn't a difficult task. Anything was better than this.

"Alright," her gran replied with a slight frown, "But just remember, you can tell me anything. Your gran will always be here. It's been so long since you've come back to visit me. You used to come here all the time when you were little."

Haruka returned a weak smile and they continued eating their apples. Once they finished, her gran took up the tray. ("No, no. I can clean it up myself. Now you go and relax. Draw yourself a nice bath.") Her gran disappeared down the spacious halls. Just like her mind, there was only space – with nothing to fill it.

She couldn't comprehend her slump. It had come so suddenly that she couldn't figure out what triggered it. But she did know that Starish relied her on. Each one of them was waiting for her. It was her duty to create music. She was their chosen composer.

But Starish were taking off without her, like birds in the sky.

"I have to get better," she chanted to herself quietly.

Starish didn't need her like this.

"I have to get better."

What use was a composer who can't compose?

"I have to get better…"

But why?


Hi guys!

This entire fanfiction was inspired by Episode 10/11 of Legend Star. I wouldn't be able to tell you how deeply it affected me and even why. It was just... powerful. I also got completely frustrated during the episodes they said: 'I love your music!' Even though they clearly loved Haruka too. I thought it would be a great idea to delve into their thinking. 'Why don't they say I love you?' - that type of thing. Anyway, I hope you enjoy as always and please leave me a review if you have the time! I always love to hear from you guys.