Chapter One
"Someone like Her, Unexpecting"
Maya put the backstage pass around her friend's neck. It was the night of her friend's very first concert, and not just ANY concert, a Tokio Hotel concert, her friend's favorite band. Her friend had a special connection with music, one that not any ordinary teenager could understand. Most people say they connect with music, but Maya knew her friend had an even deeper connection with music. Every word, every rhythm, every melody, she heard it. Especially since all she COULD do was hear it.
"Are you sure you wanna walk around by yourself?"
"I'm sure, I'm sure."
"I can go with you ya know…"
It's ok Maya. I wanna go by myself. I can do this, you know I can."
"Alright, but if you feel lost, just call. You have your cell with your right?"
"Yes, yes! Maya! I'll be fine."
"Ok but if you need help…."
"Maya! Calm down. You know I'm not a little kid anymore. I got the hang of this."
"Sorry. It's just, ya know it's not safe for you to walk around by yourself."
"I've done this plenty of times before. Go and mingle! I'll be fine." Maya took a good look at her friend. How beautifully her black hair curled down to the middle of her back with a hat placed on top of her head and dark sunglasses to cover her once bright green eyes. How she managed to get dressed on her own, her cropped black t-shirt with silver studs and cut up jean shorts with black leggings underneath. How finely drawn her face was, how precise it was structured. Her friend was short, but her striking features were what made you realize how unfair life could be, How for other people, life could be just so cruel.
"I don't hear you walking away. Go!! I can take care of myself." Maya knew she was right. But she always silently feared what else could happen if she were to ever leave her friend alone again. But it was all about trust.
"Ok, ok I'll go. But don't say I didn't look out for you, Akira." She stood still, looking in the direction in which Maya's footsteps were slowly disappearing. A faint smile appeared on her face. Finally she was alone. Maya had always been a loyal friend to her, whether it was 'cause she felt bad for her or 'cause she loved, she didn't know. But Maya had ALWAYS been there for her and that was good enough.
He and his twin brother locked themselves into Bill's dressing room, trying to get a short break from al the fans.
"That was so crazy!" said the younger twin, as he slammed his body on his comfortable bed.
"Why are you always so surprised? Isn't it always?"
"Well yeah, I guess. But each time, it just gets even more crazier!!"
"Yeah, yeah, crazy. But did you look at the fans? Crazy sexy!!"
"Tomi, is that ALL you think about?"
"Maybe. Maybe not. I'm FULL of surprises."
"Cut the bullshit, Tom. I see right through you!"
"Listen to me, little brother. I'm like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get!"
"A box of chocolates? What the hell Tom. Are you on something?"
"Gosh Bill! Why you gotta be so harsh? All I'm tryin' to say is that I'm unexpecting."
"LIFE is unexpecting…………"
When she turned around, she suddenly remembered why Maya was always so worried to let her walk around alone. Walking around by herself wasn't the easiest thing to do. She stood there for a few second, listening to the stage crew lift up equipment, the footsteps of fans walking back and forth desperately trying to find the boys of the band. There had to be someone she could talk to…..
Akira ran her black painted fingernails through her long black curls and sighed. She adjusted her hat and sunglasses and began to take a few steps forward. She was walking at a slow pace, letting the slight sight of light guide her. Although it wasn't long until she bumped into a table. 'Great' she thought, 'just fuckin' great'. She started feeling around, to figure out what was on top of the table. But she nearly jumped out of her knee-length converse when she touched someone's hand.
"Sorry!" she said immediately.
"It's fine. Must be your first time backstage" said the unfamiliar voice.
"Yeah. First concert actually. This backstage thing was just a surprise by a friend of mine."
"Aww well that's ain't that sweet! So you need a little help? I've been backstage tons of times!"
"Oh, it's fine. I got this."
"Ya sure? I mean, you seem kinda lonely. Wanna come with me and help me hunt down Tom Kaulitz?"
"Ummm, I think I'll juss walk around a little bit longer, get to know this place better. Maybe I'll meet up with you later."
"Yeah! Ok! Ummm, lemme me give you my number and call me back if you happen to find him first."
"Ok. And maybe we can hang out some time?"
The new girl smiled at her. "You're too cute. Sure, we'll hangout sometime." Akira smiled a smile of satisfaction and gave her phone to her new friend. "And by the way, my name is Nylai" she said as she gave Akira her personal information. Akira reached out to grab her phone, but Nylai pulled it away. "You promise you'll call me?"
She let out a small laugh. "I promise." Nylai placed the phone back into her hand, coming close to her ear whispering a slightly audible 'good' as she walked away.
You would think meeting new people would be a challenge for someone like Akira, but it wasn't. Sure, her life was slightly different from most people her age, but that didn't mean she was different. Ok, so she was a little bit different, but that's what made her so unique. Most people would be scared, walking around in almost complete darkness. But with 4 and a half years of experience, she had gotten used to it. Her face suddenly slammed against a flat surface. Ok, even with four and a half years of experience, it's still possible to slam your face against a door. She gently rubbed her nose with the ends of her fingers and leaned her forehead against the door.
He nearly dropped his soda when he heard the loud thump against the door.
"Tomi, what was that?" asked Bill, fear slightly showing on his face.
"It's probably just another fan looking for us."
"Well?" asked Bill, sitting up on his bed.
"Well what?"
"I think we should open it this time." Tom rolled his eyes and looked the other way. He of all people loved getting the attention. And he, same as the rest of the band, loved the fans more than anything. But a break would be nice once in a while. He was about to deny Bill's request, but when he turned and looked at Bill's face, his eyes begging for approval, it was just impossible to say no. He smiled, to let his brother know he'd do it. Just this once.
"Maybe she's cute" said Bill. Tom hadn't thought of that. He pulled up his baggy jeans and opened the door, only to have a teenage girl fall right into his arms. Bill jumped up from his bad and came closer to Tom, holding the mystery girl.
The girl grasped her hands around Tom's arm to stand straight again. Once she did, she pulled her hair out of her face and said, "I'm so sorry!!"
"It's ok. Not the first time it's happened" said Tom, closing the door before any other fans would come in. He was relieved it was only one girl. Bill came even closer, intrigued by the dark haired girl.
"Ya know, you're voice sounds really familiar."
"You don't recognize us?" Bill blurted out.
"Am I supposed to?"
"Uhh no. Just….never mind." Bill looked at the strange pattern of silver studs on her t-shirt and noticed her hat had the same pattern of studs. "I really like your hat."
"Really? Thanks." She removed her hat from head and started feeling the pattern of the studs. "I had it custom made. The hat says 'Tokio Hotel' in Braille."
Tom and Bill looked at each other, both equally as confused as the other. "You're a Tokio Hotel fan?"
"Yeah. For a really long time. I have this crazy connection with music and their music is probably the one that's touched me most. Are you guys fans?"
Tom chuckled a bit and sighed. "Yeah. I think they're great. The best band ever."
"Tom don't be a smart ass"
"You're name is Tom? That's totally awesome!"
"Tom. I know. Such an amazing person don't you think?"
"Don't listen to him. He's just trying to mess with you."
"But I also think Tom could be amazing…….."
"I guess he is. So what's your name?"
"Akira Night."
"Oh that's nice. Well, my name's Bill Kaulitz and this is my brother Tom."
Akira stood still, her body completely paralyzed. She had listened to just about every interview they had done. How did she not recognize them? Akira removed her sunglasses and wiped away the tears slipping from her eyes. "Really?" she said weakly.
Bill noticed something strange about her from the start. He couldn't quite put is finger on it, but he kinda liked it. He walked to her, put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Yeah. Really."
"Oh my gosh, I'm tearin' up! This is unexpecting…."
"Trust me. Your not the only fan who cries" said Tom, sitting on Bill's bed.
"It's really you?"
"I'm pretty sure I'm Bill." Akira held her hand out to pull herself in front of Bill. Maya always said he shined like 1000 stars. She took off her sunglasses and squinted her eyes to try and see. All she saw was a little bit of light. She sighed and put her sunglasses back on. "Something wrong?" She didn't answer. Everyone is always making comments about his "perfect" appearance. A girl couldn't help but wonder. She held her hand out, her fingers lightly touching his soft cheek, his smooth lip, and his right ear.
Her eyes began to fill up with tears once more. "Nothing's wrong?"
"I can't see……………….," was her soft reply.
Hey guys!! Some idiot reported my story so it was deleted!! But it's all good, I'm reposting it again, juss for you guys! And each chapter is a little bit different now cuz I proofread (kinda) and I re-wrote some things. Some are still the same though. Anyways, keep enjoying it and review please!! Let's see if this version don't get deleted!
