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Tuesday* 3:55 pm
**Kotomi's POV**
I sat down next to him after clearing all of the music sheets from the floor.
Misaki groaned,"Why'd you do that!" he said in a childish voice
Ah, he still has that little child in him. I planted my eyes on the ground, already knowing that I failed him in some way. I peaked at him through the side of my eye and he was looking at me quietly and wonder. He sighed and laid back.
"All right, what do you wanna talk about?" he said in a softer voice.
The thing with Misaki is that he always accepts what I say. He's the one I talk to anything about, he's used to me coming to him. But at the moment I really didn't want to tell him anything. 'Will he be mad at me? Of course he will..' I just practically ruined his 'undercover' act. It feels just like yesterday when he came to my doorstep.
-Flashback-
The doorbell was ringing like crazy, and the baby was crying. AGAIN.
I let out a loud groan of frustration. The rain was pouring outside, so I decided to let the poor bastard who was probably soaked inside. I opened the door and there was a small guy in oversized clothes, his eyes were puffy. He had long honey hair, that went a little longer than what a guy would usually have. He was fully red, all the way up to his ears. 'Who..' my eyes widened.
I said in a hushed tone,"Misaki?"
"Kotomi.." he hugged me tight and I could feel warm liquid on my shoulder, it wasn't the rain. My old childhood friend was here crying on my shoulder shamelessly.
I gripped him tightly and didn't let go of him until he got the sadness out of his system, but I had a feeling that wouldn't happen any time soon. It had been 5 years before this day that I had seen him. I felt myself start to cry at the sound of his sorrowful cries. I let the drops fall from my eyes and started crying just as shamelessly. We stood there in the rain crying in each others arms for about ten minutes, even though it felt like years to me. I heard him begin to stop as they were just little whimpers now. I led him into the old house I'd lived in those years that I hadn't seen my old childhood friend
I brought the baby out in my arms to the living room where Misaki had taken off all his clothes and was wrapped in a blanket. I handed him a cup of hot milk, knowing he wasn't in the mood for hot chocolate, he never was in times he wasn't happy. His eyes were far more puffier than they had been when he first was at my door.
He explained to me all that had happened and I felt my heart pang just from hearing what had happened. He didn't cry while he told me, he had a defeated voice, which was really upsetting to hear. I caressed the baby in my hands and he stared at the baby in my arms.
He gave a sad smile,"Najika, you're such a pretty baby." He said with a shaky voice.
I set the small baby in my hands in his arms. I decided right then, I will set his mind off all of this. I will make him happy, no matter what it takes. I looked at a photograph across the room placed on top of the television. It was myself and little Misaki playing with toy musical instruments. That's it!
"Misaki.. let's go to America." I grinned at him.
He looked at me with a tired expression."You don't plan to go back do you?" I told him with a serious voice.
He shook his head. I got up and grabbed the picture frame I had been looking at. I bent down and got on my knees in front of him. I showed him the photograph and gave him a sly smile. His eyes momentarily widened and I could slowly see the excitement begin to form in his eyes. He nodded, understanding perfectly what I had in mind.
-End of flashback-
He looked at me with worry all over his face. "What's the matter Kotomi?" He said with slight panic in his voice.
"I..." I knew I had to tell him, it wasn't an option to hide this from him.
"I was craving coffee and I went to the coffee shop that Sayuri had told me was great.." I said with a soft, tiny, voice.
All worry disappeared from his face and he continued to lay down."Oh geez, why do you look so down then? You had me worried." He said with a cool voice.
"Well..."I started out with a average volume of tone and then shrank down miserably, "I ran into Takahiro." I said in barely a whisper.
His eyes widened and I knew he would hate me.
**Misaki POV**
WHAT! Did she just say...
"Did you just say Takahiro?" I sprang up quickly looking at her.
I saw the hurt in her eyes, and then I saw what I hated the most, tears begin to well up in her eyes. I immediately knew that she was blaming herself. She didn't do it on purpose. No.. don't cry.
I embrace her tightly, unhesitant. "Don't cry." I shushed her cries away.
Just what exactly happened? Why was she crying so much? I patted her back soothingly.
"You're not one to cry this much Kotomi, did something else happen?"
She sniffles and starts hiccuping,"H-He's not the only one I ran into, he was having c-coffee with..with Usami Akihiko" she said the last two words quietly.
I felt my heart begin to race. He doesn't know Kotomi..but Takahiro must have explained everything... which means..he knows that I'm here. So many thoughts are floating in my head but I decide not to panic, he doesn't get to control my emotions anymore.
Not again.
**Kotomi's POV**
I saw Misaki get up and go into the other room. 'Was he so mad he couldn't even look at me?' My heart hurt so much at that very moment but then I saw him come back into the room. My eyes were glued to him as he came back in with a box of tissues and started patting my eyes gently to stop the tears from falling. I stopped crying willingly.
The next thing he said shocked me.
He picked up all the music sheets and said,"The new song was actually due yesterday so you better hurry up and study this on the way to the studio for rehearsal."
My eyes were itchy. And I realized I was the only one shedding tears, I looked at his face. A look of indifference. I attempted to look at his eyes but he must have realized what I was aiming for and looked away. 'He knows I can see everything in his eyes.. but he doesn't want me to look into them because he knows the feelings in his head and the feelings in his eyes are different.'
I decide to let it pass and grab the music sheets from his hands, still a little shaken. "Are you coming?" I ask, already knowing he's going to say no.
"I'll catch up later, I'm hungry." he simply says.
I nod and call our driver to take me to the studio.
Tuesday* 5:03 pm
"You're late." the voice behind me says and I groan on the inside and out.
"It's 3 minutes! Relax." I tell the man that's 3 years older than me, Long blonde hair and creamy skin, maybe 5 inches taller than me.
"Where's Misaki? Where's my money-maker?" he says with a huge grin plastered on his face.
"He'll be here later you dog."I say to him rather annoyed already.
"That is no way to talk to your producer, the great Yamagata Yujiro." He says in an all mighty deep voice.
I can't help but roll my eyes and make my way into the recording room, already having the lyrics and beat burned in my head. I notice that no one but me and Yujiro are here.
"Where is the rest of the band?" I ask him.
"Misaki already had the instrumental track down and they came in early in the morning to record, all that's left is to record your angelic, money-making voice." he says giddily.
I sigh and nod. He plays the music and I put the headphones on and begin to sing.
biru ha hitogomi no o-ba-
inori umu tsuzukuo-ba-
~vocalizes & music continues~
niji ga sugite bokura wa mou mayotta toho de doko made
yume ni mita tooi basho made
atarashii mono nante nakatta kono machi ni mo shiranai
keshiki ga fueteitta
hitotsume no kado nara me wo tsumuttemo magareru
harikitte atama wo posuto ni butsukete kimi wa naita
(biru ha hitgogomi no o-ba-)donna kotoba wo kakei tomo kimi wa
suneta mama de aruki tsudzuketeta
(inori umu tsuzukuo-ba-)kono machi ga yuuhi ni tsutsumareteta
tachinaranda sono kage wo o-ba
~vocalizes & music~
kuji wo sugite boku ha yatto kizuita
kurayami no naka nemutage ni me wo kosutte
maa douzo kochirani kite tatte nagamete goran
hikari no kazu dake fueta mono wo
kawari hatete shimatte jibun hitori ga nokosareru
sore ha sabishii koto dato itte kimi ha mata naita
oooooh ~vocalizing chorus~
biru ha hitogomi no o-ba-
inori umu tsuzukuo-ba-
(biru ha hitogomi no o-ba-)yakki ni natte mata me wo tsumutte
kondo ha hashitte itta kimi no
(inori umu tsuzukuo-ba-)sono saki nimo zutto tsuzuite ikuyo
hikari ni terashi dasareta michi
~music continues and begins to fade~
kimi to no mirai
~music ends~
I had my eyes closed the whole time. I blink them open and see Misaki sitting in the chair next to Yujiro. Misaki has a small smile on his face. I sigh in relief. 'I did good.'
**Misaki POV**
Ah, the song suits her. I spent all morning on that song. Listening to music makes me forget about what used to be. I laugh as Kotomi pounces on me.
"Listen, I have some business to take care of."I tell her in a soft voice.
I don't wait for her response as I exit the room. I make my way to the exit.
Hmmm.. Kotomi, my childhood friend. Boy, did you just make this easy one year trip complicated for me, my darling best friend. I run my hand through my hair and put my shades on. I see a swarm of people coming my way but I know that the security guards will make it in time before even their breath touches me. There is loud screaming and confessions of love coming my way.
Then I see the rest of them coming my way. My barrier, the people who keep me together. They're all walking in a group.
Of course, Kei is up front, like he's the head leader, being the complete ass in the spotlight as he usually attempts to be. He glances my way and smirks in my direction. I send him a smirk back. Kei had tainted brown hair, it was long and in a teeny, miniscule, ponytail. He had blue eyes, the kind that showed nothing but confidence. He was wearing a red t-shirt, oh but not any old t-shirt, a muscle shirt. It did his abs realllll good I thought sarcastically.
On Kei's right side was Sayuri. Gorgeous girl. Her eyes were a nice shimmery hazel. She had orange hair, a rather weird, old-fashioned hairstyle, with 2 buns on each side of her head and then 2 skinny braids with medium bangs. Kei often called her odango, in other words, I laughed to myself, meatball head. She was wearing casual wear as always. A yellow tight,spaghetti shirt and tight dark skinny jeans with bright yellow flip flops. Even when famous, that girl never changed her style, quite happy about that too.
On Kei's left, was Nanami. Your typical red-brunette haired girl. She had golden, amber eyes that you wish you never laid eyes on because then you could avoid being wrapped around her little finger. Every time we went to a new hotel she would always be the first to trash it. I laughed inwardly. She would give you that puppy-dog look but instead, imagine shimmery golden orbs. Now SHE was dressed all cleaned up. She wore a tight blue celine surplus tunic, it went up real high on the thigh compartment. In reality, she didn't know how to dress for shit. We had our personal dressers do that. Yeah I know right? Sounds pretty shallow. It's not all that easy being famous though, you have to look the part too. I winced when I saw the shoes she was wearing. Goddamn, those had to be at LEAST 5 inches. They were 'blue regaal heels' her designer called them this morning.
I saw them come my way and furrowed my eyebrows.
"Hey Misa-Misa."Nanami glomped me and was in a fit of giggles now.
I saw girls begin to squeal in the background and tried to pry off Nanami until I took a whiff of her breath. I hissed at her,"Have you been drinking?"I of course said it in a hushed tone.
She giggled and nodded.
How many times have I told this girl not to? Nanami has always been the party girl. Even before we started our fame and glory chapter. I heard camera phones snapping pictures of us and suddenly realized that Nanami and I would probably be considered a couple now. It's pretty predictable what the tabloids would say when they see just 2 famous people hug. Whatever.
I glared at Kei but he probably couldn't see it because I still had my shades on.
Kei put his hands up defending himself. "I tried to take it away but she's reallly strong. My mama taught me never touch a lady inappropriately."He simply shrugged.
I guided Nanami to Kei and he got the message and held her hand.
"If any bad publicity come of this, you're sleeping in Kotomi's room tonight."I told him threateningly.
He shuddered and saluted me.
Kotomi was NOT a morning person. One night with her, and you'd be willing to sleep outside in the rain, naked. I made my way to my green ferrari. I drove home and was in front of our gate in the next 15 minutes. I got out of the car and put in our security code '4..25..06.'
It's been a while since that day, the day we became famous. It was easier than most people would have expected. I parked my car in the garage and took off my shoes sloppily in the front of the door.
My cellphone began to ring. I didn't bother to check who it was, I just picked up, not caring.
"Hello?"I said lazily while crashing on the couch.
"Misaki?"a soft male voice said.
My eyes widened and I felt my stomach drop,"Usagi-anii?"
I heard a soft noise, assuming that was his way of chuckling.
"You mean, your new publicist?"he said in a low voice.
"WHAT?"I shouted
'WHAT?'
END OF CHAPTER 4
Well :O that was just a look at their life, and what happened after Misaki's broken heart. Just in case you don't know who 'Usagi-anii' is, it's HARUHIKO :O Usagi's brother! XD.. Look at my profile and you'll see what hairstyles I had intended for them! :D and including the song I put in here, you can listen to it and if you like it, just click DOWNLOAD NOW below it ;D Once again, Review PLEASE !~