Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation. It rocks, though.

Track One-

Hisa took a deep breath, trying desperately to contain the mental struggle going on within her mind. She wanted this. She had worked hard to get here, to fulfill her dream. She should be happy. So why was she trembling? Finally, with some hesitation, she pressed the buzzer.

"Come in," A voice immediately responded. Hisa did as she was told, stepping into a rather large office. Her eyes locked on a young man sitting at the desk in the very center of the room. He was thin and a little feminine-looking, with neatly styled platinum blonde hair and dark eyes. He wore an extravagant black fur-lined coat over a very expensive-looking black suit.

"Thank you for seeing me, Mr. Seguchi," Hisa said as she bowed.

The man smiled. "Now, Hisa-kun, there's no need for such formality. Please call me Touma. After all, if you do decide to join our company, we're going to practically become family. And how long exactly have we known each other, anyway?"

"Several years, Touma-san. So…how's Mika-san doing?"

"Very well, thank you. I'll tell her you said hello. And I heat you've been doing well, yourself. A little bunny told me you've been keeping up with your talents while living in America. I am very happy you came to me."

"Of course, who else would I go to, Touma-san? You are Tokyo's best-known producer. Ohm and make sure you tell the 'little bunny' I said hello as well," Hisa replied, the nervous tension in the room slowly easing away. She had expected Touma to act differently after she had been gone for so many years, but it was though she had never left. This made her happy. She reached in the pocket of her baggy black jeans and pulled an object from her pocket; a small black tape. She then handed it to Touma, who immediately popped it into the nearby stereo. Soft music sounded, followed by a voice. Hisa's voice.

Touma listened for a few moments, then smiled warmly. "Very nice. You wrote and composed this yourself, Hisa-kun?" Touma asked, looking the girl over with a pleased look.

"Yes," she muttered shyly.

Touma leaned over his desk. "N-G would be more than happy to have you. Tell me, Hisa, what exactly is the name of your band."

"Touch."

An interested twinkle came to his eye. "Have you ever heard of the band Bad Luck?"

Hisa's face lit up. "Of course! That's Shuichi's band, isn't it?"

Touma nodded. "I know you're looking forward to seeing him again." He slid a piece of paper across the desk towards her. She picked it up.

"What's this?"

"A present," Touma replied with a wink. "It's Mr.Shindo's current address and phone number."

Hisa bowed. "Th-thank you so much Touma-san!"

"Well, what're you waiting for? Go see him."

Hisa stared blankly at the blonde producer. "Huh?"

"You're wanting to see him again, aren't you? Go on. You can sign your contract later."

Hisa bowed a third time. "Thank you so much! You really don't know how much this means to me," she spoke cheerfully. She then turned on her heel and dashed out of the room. Touma could only stare after her.

"Sorry to break your heart, Hisa-kun, but you deserve to know…"