Chapter 1

The stage lights were bright.

The crowd nearly over rang the music that was blasting loud from the speakers.

Slowly she emerged from behind the curtain. A cream satin dress fell, to about midway to her knee, around her slim frame. Lace and beads decorated it from top to bottom. Her cinnamon colored hair lay in loose curls falling to her collar bone. Cream boots came to about her knee, the top lightly folded over to hide a silver buckle. Holding a bedazzled mic in one hand she pulled on the strand of gold and pink beads that hung around her neck with the other.

"Minna-san, kombawa! Sayumi desu! O genki desu ka?" her voice traveled through the mic, across the crowd and into any nook and cranny it could get into. Her Japanese was flawless, even if she was half American and half Asian. The crowd let out another roar of applause, cheering her name on and on as the music changed to something she was going to sing along too. Something caught her attention before she started; a strange man was sitting in the sky. He was staring at her, his face was so familiar and his hat perked up in kitty ears which caused her to laugh.

"She hasn't changed one bit," the man said to himself, swooping down to sit upon the highest set of lights. Taking off his hat, he revealed the raven colored hair that was hidden underneath.

Sayu held the mic up to her mouth and started to sing:

Nani mo shiranani anata no
negao wo mite iru to
omoide to namida ga afureteku

nani mo shiranai anata no
yofuku ni airon shiteru te ni
namida ga ochite yuku

itsuka anata no sono yume
kanau toki kuru no kana
futai shite shukufuku dekiru kana
shouganai yumeoibito
sore nanoni anata ga suki

Her voice was beautiful, something that you usually didn't hear with the music that had become in popular in the last few years. Being sister to someone that didn't even know who she was, she used that to get her career pushed through all the hard times she has already faced. The song may have been short but still her words carried a message she loved to send to every one of her fans.

"Arigatou gozaimasu!" She said into her mic as she took a break from the stage, slipping once again behind the curtain. The man in the kitty hat swooped down, tucking behind the curtain as well.

"Sayu is that really you?" His voice was rough but something that caught her attention. Her hands fell, dropping her mic from her fingers. Slowly she turned around, staring into a familiar face.

Four years it's been since they've seen each other.

Tears grew at her eyes, glazing over the deep green with a layer of water. Her arms reached for him but he disappeared. The curtain rustling was the only thing left that she could see. Sayumi reached her hand down to grab her mic, but her eyes were still tearing as if she really was never going to see him again.

That's when everything became clear, the world around her soon became that of her hotel room and her manager sitting over her. Sayu pushed

"Oshige-san please stay out of my personal space," Her voice was almost pleading as her eyes were tearing up from the memory she just had. The show was only a week ago and she couldn't dream of anything but that.

"But you have to get dressed, your meeting with Mitsuki is soon and I know you don't want to miss that. You've been talking about it for weeks," She pushed her chin length brunette hair behind her ear. Sayu didn't say anything but got out of the rather small bed. Her cinnamon hair lay in knots, the natural curls nearly flattened from the stiff pillow. All Sayu did was push past Oshige and plopped herself down in the chair in front of the vanity. Playing around with her hair Sayu stared at the girl that was reflected in the mirror.

A girl about 17, beautiful green eyes and cinnamon colored hair. Her small frame was no match for the large voice she held, everyone amazed from the first time that she opened her mouth on stage. Her sister didn't know she existed, being separated at birth. Not once have they met but now that was going to change. Suddenly there was someone else staring back at her, the man from her dream before but his name she couldn't manage to say it was lost as if to only be found by chance.

"Sayu are you alright?" Oshige asked, placing her thin fingers across the girls' shoulders. A gold ring glinted on her finger, a sign of the marriage that had happened a few months ago. Sayumi smiled slowly, the tips of her lips wanting to retort back to a frown. Suddenly there was a banging at the door, the stylist must be here.

Sayumi dreamed to herself, about the life she used to have before her life had changed. That man was the only reason she was able to pursue her dreams, always pushing her towards in no matter the hardships that were being faced.

She was wrong, the stylist and also Oshige's husband had arrived.

"Ohyio!" Sayumi said to the stylist as soon as she felt the first strand of hair leave the top of her head to be made into perfection.

One hour.

Two hours.

Done.

Looking at the image of the new girl that stared back at herself, Sayu didn't recognize this monster. It was just too perfect, the way the curls shaped her face and the flower headband that was barely visible was still striking against her ivory skin.

"Let's get you dressed and we have to get out of here," Oshige had her hand already entwined with that of her husband's. Sayu nearly cried at the sight of this, everyone seemed to be happy but her. Was he really there that night or was it such an amazing hallucination that she had to believe it was real.

Pulling on the dress she had worn at her concert, she hoped she would be able to see him again. Letting out a sigh of relief she hurried out of her closet. Mitsuki was there, that caused a smile to actually stay on her lips.

"Wakaoji-san!" Sayu finally said, her enthusiasm catching him off guard. He was her family doctor while she was growing up. Her smile caused him to believe that she was finally in a good mood after this week of being a depressed, grouchy idol. Giving her a squeeze around the shoulders he smiled back.

"You must be happy to be seeing Mitsuki again? You guys are amazing friends aren't you?" His words hit her directly in the heart.

"You could say we were closer than that," Her smile caused him to wonder otherwise as to what she meant by that.

"Well this is your first time in almost a year so you should be happy. A duet with the most popular teen idols will be a big boost to your career. Your voices are just so alike," This hit her even harder than the last comment. That's what got him to believe she might not be up for this right now.

The car ride seemed to go by in no time but Sayu had her mind fixated on something else, rather someone else for that matter.

Two people that have helped her out but disappeared three years ago.

Finally, they've arrived at the studio behind another limo that must have been the one that took Mitsuki there. Sayu placed her first foot out of the limo and slowly emerged, taking in her first real breath of air in a long time. Her smile soon grew as she saw a familiar face not too far away. Her slim arm reached into the air and started to wave back and forth franticly.

"Mitsuki!" She yelled over to her, a smile was now permanent on her face. It was so good to be seeing her best friend after so long. Soon her smile was able to fade; a man was standing next to Mitsuki staring at her with the same amazed expression.

It was him.

The one that she was looking for.