Author Fangirling: WARNING: Dry humor ahead! I wrote the bulk of this while I had a high fever and no voice, so it's not my usual style. In fact, this chapter was the STUPIDEST, and I left off here! I didn't even get to posting NCM's lyrics! I don't know if I'll ever add more! Depends on the next time I get sick!
The good news is, I've got a higher quality FY in the works. One that doesn't require hefty amounts of DayQuil.
NCM worked for hours on their lyrics. They were overloaded with sugary male friendship, but Tomo didn't think it was overkill and accepted them to be used in their debut song. Relieved, they all left his office and cheered. Two of them did, anyway.
"I'm very happy with those lyrics," Chiriko smiled to his fellow band members. "I can't wait to perform them."
"I agree," Mitsukake nodded. "They're very fitting."
"But are they better than the Meccha Hajikete song?" the other one raised an eyebrow. Chiriko and Mitsukake picked up on his bad mood, and even though they weren't why he was feeling that way, causally excused themselves. They had been friends with Nuriko long enough to know that they should be far away when he wasn't happy.
What would I have written about, huh? he thought. His Majesty, of course.
I'm not really doing all this because I want to be in a band, but because I was jealous. Maybe a little jealous of Hotohori for being included in THTC, but probably more jealous of everyone else. After all, they get to go have fun with him and be in his 'in-crowd'! Why can't I be in his in-crowd? Doesn't he like me at all!?
Well, I'm over wanting him to like me that way, but it still hurts. Hotohori is just so cool when he speaks, and so elegant when he walks, and so righteous in all his decisions… he's someone I wish I could be around all the time! It's such an injustice that people like Tasuki get to be in his company before me! It's not fair!
I wish I were more his type (he has mentioned that before he died, he was married… I wonder what that lucky woman was like?). Maybe he just doesn't want to be around cross dressers.
If I did write the song, it would go something like 'I want you to want me…I need you to---' Ah, never mind, that's are copyrighted. My Otome no Ranman song is better anyway.
I guess my heart's just not in this for the right reasons. I did drag Chiriko and Mitsukake into this, though, so I owe it to them to still do my best. Even if they aren't my ideal company, I still care about them.
Hey, maybe our debut will be so good that Hotohori will want to join our band instead. Tee hee hee!
Nuriko returned to Mitsukake and Chiriko shortly, eager to start practicing. The other two were a little surprised by his second sudden mood swing, but shrugged it off. That was just how Nuriko was.
