Ryusuke's POV
Damn it, Koyuki.
I went out of my way and ran the risks to protect you, and you shoved what went down before our performance at Greatful Sound to my face? Yeah. I felt bad about it, and maybe I shouldn't have struck that deal with Sykes but it wasn't like I had much of a choice. If Beck was ever going to make it big, then Sykes's shouldn't be able to use his influence in the music industry to get it our way. And maybe I shouldn't have pushed Chiba's buttons, but he was being annoying with his self-doubt. We were all under pressure anyway, he should've thought of that and not take it to heart. It wasn't just my faul...
'We at least deserve an apology'
Damn it.
It's not as if I never tried to apologize. I did that one time, but Koyuki just ran off before I could really get a word out. Besides, we became friends again anyway. So it's not like we actually need to use the word to fix things.
'If you can't do that, then maybe you really should've never come back.'
I sighed, running my hand through my hair. "Damn it," I complained. "why does it have to be so difficult..."
I didn't plan on returning in the first place. That didn't mean I didn't want to, and now that I'm back here, I don't want to leave, especially after the way Koyuki hugged me. It really felt good to have him at reach again, and that he was happy to see me again made me forget I had been alone for the past months.
Koyuki had come to mean much more to me than I ever expected, even more than Eddie ever had meant.
But... How do I apologize without it seeming like it was forced by what he said?
How do I make it sincere?
I shook my head, walking towards Prudence. Music always did calm my mind, maybe it'll help me think of something after playing a few chords.
It only after playing a couple of notes that I remembered what's always been clear to me since I picked up a guitar.
Music speaks to the soul.
A/N: If there is any Beck fan reading this, please review. It'd be nice to know others are enjoying this as much as I am. One more after this.