Disclaimer – I don't own bou or kanon (damn!) or miku or teruki or yuuki or takuya (damn! again!). What ever I do own, I will make note of….and I guess if you a buttface, you'll steal it!
Chapter One - Somewhere In My Heart
Snow drifted down from the gray sky; layering the world with cold white fluff. Bou sat at the window sipping hot chocolate and watching the flakes melt on the window. Inside the house was warm and glowed with a comfortable feeling. It was nostalgic for Bou to watch the snow fall, it reminded him of the 6th PV he had played in. Snow Scene. His feeling matching the lyrics, Bou was alone but wanted to see An Café again. He sat on a small pink couch and flicked on the TV, skipping channel until something caught his attention.
"Ah! Ohayo-gozaimasu! An Café desu!" Bou watched Miku deliver the greeting with his usually cheeriness.
"Yay! Nyappy!!!" the band members sort of exclaimed and clapped. Bou laughed lightly at Teruki's usual cheeriness and Kanon's stoic appearance. The two new members were somewhat similar to the others. The red headed one shyly mumbled the greeting and the one with the very obvious curly, blond hair had a very energetic reply.
"vocal wa Miku desu!"
"guitar wa Takuya desu. . ."
"base wa Kanon desu."
"drummer wa Teruki desu!"
"keyboard wa Yuuki desu!!"
Bou watched the introduction of the band members with interest. Miku, Kanon, and Teruki had the same introduction when he was guitarist. Despite being replaced by him, Bou could help but like the shy cuteness of Takuya and was amused how Yuuki's happy level completely dominated Teruki's before it disappeared into an akward shyness.
"Akemashite Omedetou Gozaimasu!" as usual Miku did a lot of the talking. "Ano, thank you, the cafekkos, for supporting and please continue to support us in the following year!"
"Like Jenga!" Teruki blurt out and Kanon laughed.
"Ah, we support each other." Added Kanon. Bou smiled at the joke; they were repeating a conversation from the Shikisai Moment Antic Room.
"That's right." Teruki caught on with game.
Kanon continued "And we make a big tower."
"That's right." Teruki repeated."You said it nicely." Then Kanon and Teruki turned to Miku.
Miku caught on and stated his part "Yeah, he seems to have it. But if we're missing even one piece..."
"Right."Bou laughed at Teruki's monosyllabic replies.
"...the tower collapses."Miku finished off.
" Without you, An Cafe can't stand on their own." Teruki stated the general idea.
"Right, right. Everyone is connected." Miku further noted.
Teruki and Miku began to ramble "That's right." "Jenga" "Jenga. We're Jenga." "We're Jenga."
"Jenga." Kanon finally interjected
Miku decided to just put something out there "Everyone else is also Jenga."
"We are Jenga!" Teruki exclaimed the ending to the conversation.
Bou was laughing and then he was crying. It was so great just to see them on TV and to see them joke around like they did when he was the guitarist. Tears fell onto Bou's lap unheeded, "I-I want to see them. . ." Bou was shocked at the thought that just ran through his mind. It had never dared show up before but as he sat there it was more evident. He missed Miku and Kanon and Teruki. He missed his friends. He missed An Café. He wanted to see their faces once more, and laugh, and cry, and make jokes that only they would understand.
"For a New Year's wish? Hmm, I would like to see Bou-kun. . ." Bou's attention flies to the TV as Teruki's voice is projected from it.
"OH!!!!" Miku and Kanon spoke in unison. "That's a good wish. A good wish, huh?" Bou leans towards the TV, his attention enraptured by the statements. Suddenly a closing animation is played and Bonds Kizuna fills the room. Bou turns of the TV feeling empty and depleted. The red phone in the corner catches his eye and before he realizes it, Bou has the phone at his ear, listening to the dial tone. His slender fingers played over the numbers; beep, beep, beep-beep, beep, beep, beep. He cradled the phone to his ear with his shoulder, playing with the curly cord.
"Moshi moshi." A tired voice answered the phone.
"Hai onee-san, it's Bou. Have you given away my apartment yet?"
"No, why?"
"Meet me at the airport tomorrow. I'm coming. Thanks!"
"Bou wha-"
Bou had already hung up the phone and was now shoving clothes into pink suitcases with a black and white keyboard design. Within minutes Bou was watching the landscape rush by the taxi window, his breath fogging up the window. The bright lights of the airport entrance came into view.
"Here I Come. . ."
How exciting! my 1st non anime fanfic and my second one! i'm a big antic cafe fan so i felt like didn't have enough. hopefully this story will continue very nyappy-ly! it is still unknown to me whether the rating may go to M or if it may become yaoi or something...it may just happen randomly while im typing...but i feel it's hinting towards yaoi...weird...ummm, if it becomes yaoi I will warn, and maybe if someone wants, i can create a non-yaoi version... whatever, whatever. Thanks for reading! and please criticize...nicely tho...for the record this story is completly original, dreamed up in english class, translations for Shikisai Moment Antic Room was from the unofficial antic cafe website - anticcafe (dot) com!!!
