Life After Death: Angel Beats Short Stories

Author's Note: The chapters are not connected unless stated. They're just my what ifs; little drabbles I come up with. Anyways, Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Life of a Rock Star

[Iwasawa]

The last thing I remembered was singing my new song as the men tried to take me away. Then I woke up in a room filled with posters of singers, CDs, a small recording studio, headphones, and more; it was a musicians dream come true. I was finally able to live my dream…or so I thought. I went downstairs to find empty beer bottles and sheets of music scattered everywhere. Is all this mine? I thought.

After I toured the house, I figured out that I lived alone. Looks like I turned into my Old Man…Great. Even though I swore to myself that I'd never drink, I end up doing it in my second life. Anyways, once I was done scolding myself, I walked into the recording studio. The walls were made of maple wood and the equipment was extremely high tech. I saw CDs with my picture on them. As I listened to them, tears filled my eyes because I remembered writing all those songs when I was in the Afterlife Battlefront. And the best part was that all the members, except Yui, were in the GirlsDeMo band with me. I actually did it. I've changed how people see music with my songs…The thought was overwhelming and I fell to my knees and cried tears of joy.

Now, to the present:

"Iwasawa-san?" Yui says as she knocks on my door.

I take off my headphones and slip back into the "real" world. "Hai hai. I'm coming."

I open the door to see Hinata-kun and Yui at the door. I step aside and let them in. "What is it? I'm in the middle of composing my newest song."

"Glad to see you too." Hinata-kun mutters irritably.

I sigh and close the door.

"You know how she gets when she's in the middle of creating a masterpiece!" Yui says

Hinata-kun rolls his eyes. "Yeah yeah, whatever."

Yui sighs in frustration and crosses her arms. "Just roll me over there, slave!"

He mutters something under his breath and rolls her wheelchair over to my "office". I follow them and sit down. Yui looks so much better since she had that surgery. She's just as lively as I remember. Maybe even more so. Hinata-kun still wears his hair and shoulder length and is now a little league baseball coach.

"So, why are you here?" I ask, trying not to sound annoyed, because I am. Slightly.

"When I heard you were working on another piece of magic—" she insists on calling my music extravagant names like that, "I wanted to come over and see if I could help or, you know, sing." She grins.

How do I nicely tell someone to get lost because writing music is something I like to do alone? Although, it is pretty disorganized in my recording studio…I don't want to hurt her feelings or anything, so why not? She is the assistant/manager/back-up; whatever you call it.

"I don't need any help right now, but I do have a favor to ask." I say while moving some hair out of my face.

Her face lights up and Hinata-kun rolls his eyes. "What is it? I'll do anything!" she says excitedly.

"My recording studio is kinda messy. Would you mind organizing my CDs and stuff?"

Hinata-kun frowns. "That'll take all day! I have a team that I coach, ya know!"

I nod. "I know. But you don't have to stay all day. And I never said you had to clean. Just—"

Yui covers his mouth with her hand and says, "Oh, don't worry! We'll have it done by lunchtime."

"You will?" I ask.

"We will?" Hinata-kun asks in surprise.

I smile. "Good. Now, if you don't mind, I'll get back to my music."

Yui nods and Hinata-kun pushes her to the recording studio. After I make sure they're gone, I slip on my headphones and return to the magical world of music.