Thousands of fans screaming your name. "Amaya! Amaya! Adrenaline coursed through my veins as I stepped onto the stage. The crowd roared with excitement as I made my way to the microphone. I put my hands up above my head, "Are you guys ready?" I asked.

They screamed. "Alright! Let's do this!"

I twirled, my white dress swirling at my knees, my black hair whipping in my face.

kirameite yurameite aoki yume mai hanatsu
hana moe yuku

seijaku ni ochiru sora futahira no yume hanabi
kanata ni tabidatsu anata mo mieta no? onaji hikari

ga
hanarete mo itsu no hi ka deaeru to shinjiteru
mune saku omoi wo anata ni utau wa koe ga kikoeru?

setsuna ni hiraku sore wa HANABI

kirameite yurameite aoki yume mai hanatsu
sakihokore haruka takaku
mamori yuku sono omoi hitasura nari hibike
hateru made semete tsuyoku
kono hana moe yuku

I was jumping up and down, my bare feet hitting the cool stage.

ikutsu mo no koto no ha wo itazura ni chirakashita
tachi yuku mayoi wa shizuka ni kieta no asu ga

mieteru?

setsu na ni hiraku sore wa HANABI

kirameite yurameite tsukami yuku yume no hana
atashi no te wo kobore ochite
negau mama kono omoi anata ni nari watare
hateru nara semete tsuyoku
kono hana moe yuku


I was dancing next to the harmonica guy. Dancing and shaking my head. He looked at me from the corner of his eye and his lips curved upward. I ran back to the microphone.


setsu na ni hiraku sore wa HANABI

kirameite yurameite aoki yume mai agare
itsu no hi ka meguri aete
tsunagi yuku kono omoi itoshiki kimi watashi
itsu made mo futari tsuyoku

kirameite yurameite aoki yume mai hanatsu
sakihokore haruka takaku
mamori yuku sono omoi hitasura nari hibike
hateru made semete tsuyoku
kono hana moe yuku

"How was that? Was I good?" I couldn't help but ask. I wanted to please my fans. Want them to enjoy me. Leave the concert wanting to come back.

"Should we speed it up or slow it down?"

I heard a mixture of both.

"Seeing as I couldn't understand that, we're gonna slow things down."

My hands are searching for you
My arms are outstretched towards you
I feel you on my fingertips
My tongue dances behind my lips for you

This fire rising through my being
Burning I'm not used to seeing you

I'm alive, I'm alive

I was bouncing on my knees, swaying from left to right.

I can feel you all around me
Thickening the air I'm breathing
Holding on to what I'm feeling
Savoring this heart that's healing

My hands float up above me
And you whisper you love me
And I begin to fade
Into our secret place

The music makes me sway
The angels singing say we are alone with you
I am alone and they are too with you

I'm alive, I'm alive

Even when it was a slower song I still had ADD on stage. My dress was swaying with my body.

I can feel you all around me
Thickening the air I'm breathing
Holding on to what I'm feeling
Savoring this heart that's healing

And so I cry
The light is white
And I see you

I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive

I can feel you all around me
Thickening the air I'm breathing
Holding on to what I'm feeling
Savoring this heart that's healing

Take my hand
I give it to you
Now you own me
All I am
You said you would never leave me
I believe you
I believe

I can feel you all around me
Thickening the air I'm breathHolding on to what I'm feeling
Savoring this heart that's healed

This is what I love. I'm not just a singer, I am an entertainer. I please the crowd. Something inside me just comes alive and I can express myself on the stage.

-3 1/2 hours later-

"Thank you soo much for coming out! Have a great day!" I exited stage right.

I was sweating and my throat was dry but the concert buzz was still in my stomach. A large hand with a bottle of water was thrust into my face.

"Drink up!" The deep, calm voice of my brother/manager, Hiro, came into my ear.

I groaned. "Hiroooo! I don't like water! Why can't I have some Gatorade or something?" My voice was scratchy and rough.

"First of all, you don't need any sugar, which Gatorade is full of. Second, do you hear your voice? It's rough and dry and Gatorade won't help. You have school in-," he looked at his watch, "-7 hours! Gatorade will keep you awake."

I groaned. " Fine!"

I took the water and took a huge swig. I mock gagged and Hiro rolled his eyes. We got into the car and Hiro told the driver out address. I could feel the buzz wearing off and my eyelids getting heavier. I fell against the seat and closed my eyes.

"Hiro wake me up when school starts." I remember mumbling before I went to sleep.

That was just the prologue. I want your opinion first. What do you think? Oh! So you know. She lives a double life. By day she is Okayama Aya, but by night she is Amaya. Just so you know.

Ki-chan!!!