Tempest

Summary: Kisaragi Aine has woken up and he's taking back what was originally his. His career, his friends and also Haruka. Kisaragi Aine X Nanami Haruka X Mikaze Ai.

Pairings: Kisaragi Aine X Nanami Haruka X Mikaze Ai. Slight!Nanami Haruka X STARISH.

Warnings: Alternate universe, bored STARISH, love triangle and OCC.

A/N: Kami, I completely forgot this because of another story. Well, if some of you have read 'Antithesis', another UtaPri fic that I write, you'll understand why. That fic is very, very, very long and time consuming. Ugh, I just don't want to publish chapters that I'm not satisfied of so please understand why I take so long. Well there's also that issue of procrastinating so yeah… By the way, the chapters here and onward are going to be shorter because the previous ones were flashbacks and were much more important that's why they were longer. From now on will be shorter stories but more fluent updates.

Also, forgive me for making Aine such a bastard here. Some of you might understand why and some might not. He's a rather mysterious character and I don't know how he acts because he wasn't really in the anime and he was just mentioned in the game. Please remember that everything in this chapter happens for a reason though.

Disclaimer: I do not own Uta no Prince-sama or any of its characters. This story is purely fan made and no profit has been made.

Chapter Four: Cold Wind Blows

For some reason, Haruka found herself standing in front of his hospital room again. They just met yesterday and her teacher had already been insisting for her to start on their song— and by that, she needed to know him better. That step would have been completely irrelevant if she had remembered her memories, but no, she's amnesiac and she can't help it. Taking a deep breath, her grip on the folder she was holding tightened automatically. Was she nervous? She was always nervous around people but not to this extent. Her heart was beating in an incredibly fast pace and her palms were sweaty. Was this the right choice? Should she just visit another day? She loosely clenched her fist and knocked on the door a couple of times.

There was a suffocating silence for about five seconds before someone inside the room, replied, "It's open, you can enter!" The voice most likely belonged to Aine, it was soft, cheerful and energetic just like the last time she remembers. Taking a deep breath and pursing her lips together in tension, she turned the knob and opened the door shyly. Her eyes peeked on the door's gap and he smiled at her before she took the courage and entered.

"U-Umm," she could see that he was already recovering. The monitor attached to him yesterday was no longer present and the I.V. drips were removed. He was alone in his room, no one to keep him company, perhaps the Professor was busy and the nurses were the ones tending to him. She stared at him, her mind trying to process sentences. What should she say? What should she do? Should she introduce herself— But they met already yesterday. And they're childhood friends.

Aine blinked at her, noticing that she was nervous. His hands paused. He was peeling oranges for himself. How sad but he was bored… and tired, and he wanted to recover fast so oranges… yes, oranges. He still had a variety of fruits on the basket beside his bed though —preferably from Ringo. And did I mention that he was bored? Yes, twice. So that's why he grinned and then playfully frowned at the composer, "How dare you, Haruka." His voice was cold, harsh even. The composer stared, anxious. Did she do something wrong? Was her presence too uncomfortable for him?

"Ruka-chan, I'm supposed to be your osananajimi~!" The maiden blinked. Was Aine… whining? That Aine, Kisaragi Aine who was in coma, bedridden for four years, her childhood friend that she forgot, the one who tried to commit suicide, still had the energy to whine. Ohh, well, that means he's recovering fast and he's fine… she thinks. "And why didn't you visit earlier? Do you know how bored I was?" he popped an orange to his mouth and started to chew. Well at least he's not as depressed as last time. Yesterday, he almost had a panic attack when he found out that Haruka completely forgot about him.

"I'm bored, like really, really, bored,"

"I-I'm sorry," Haruka muttered, not exactly sure what to say as she took a seat on the chair beside his bed. It was only one in the afternoon and the male was bored already, the lady glanced at him while he continued on scolding her. Impulsive, energetic and warm… he was completely different to Mikaze Ai. It was kind of ironic to see how someone could look so similar to her upperclassman yet so different. It was as if staring to a reflection of a completely different someone.

He chuckled at her panicked reaction, "Kufufufu, do not worry about anything my dear. Tsukimiya-sensei had already informed us about your presence." He laughed like a vampire, using the 'royal we' to refer to himself. The composer sighed out of relief, thank goodness the teacher already informed Aine. She didn't really want to visit uninvited. "And Hakase-san had some business to attend to so he won't be able to accompany us today," then his usual, relaxed but still cheerful demeanor returned.

Aine looked at her, leaning on his elbow, his chin on his knuckles as he said, "It's just you and me, Ruka-chan~! Kufufufu, so what shall we do? Want to play with Aine-kun?" The said girl couldn't help but blush a pretty shade of carnation pink, obviously surprised at the male's actions. It was as if Ren and Reiji were in the same body, just with Ai's visuals. "You're the only one here so you need to talk to me non-stop, okay?" he was obviously teasing her because he enjoyed the reactions that she showed. It's as if he never fell into coma and Haruka never lost her memories- The idol frowned. He really didn't want to be reminded of that.

"When are you going to be released Kisaragi-san?" she softly asked and he stilled on his position like ice. It must have been his reflex that he hid it so quickly that the girl didn't even notice. "I-It's just that, it makes me curious and well, y-you don't need to tell me if you don't want to. I don't want to pry in your business or anything at all," the rosette continued with an excuse that didn't really bother Aine. It sounded acceptable and he was more focused on the first statement.

"In two weeks I'll be out of here I guess, or so that's what the doctor says," he replied, a bit cautious. Haruka tilted her head to the side, naïve as ever, not noticing that he was on his guard around her. Obviously, he was hiding something. He sighed, knowing that though as clueless as she was, she needed an answer. She's involved in this anyway, "I'm under suicide watch," he continued, slightly disappointed at himself. At this, the composer held her breath back. She was told that Aine got into an accident. She wasn't informed the details or the events behind that. All she knew was that suicide watch was for individuals who tried to commit suicide. Perhaps, his past was more complicated than she thought it was.

"And you don't remember anything about that," Aine huffed with a crestfallen smile that looked almost a bit apologetic. He glanced at her and grinned as if to assure her that it was fine, that he didn't mind at all. "It's not that important, it's all in the past. Your amnesia is the effect of me being careless anyway. Other than that, Ruka! Let's hang out again when I get released in the hospital. Let's go visit your grandmother!" he held both of her hands in his, looking blissful and excited.

"I wonder what she's doing right now? Ahh! I bet she's playing with Usa-chan! What do you say Ruka? Let's go see her!"

She blinked at him before laughing, "Yes, I would like to."

Aine smiled back at her before flopping back to his bed and complaining, "This sucks! You forgot everything, that's no fun. Which memories did you forget? You don't even remember a little bit? Not even a teeny tiny bit of your past?" He made signs with his hands and she shook her head with a frown. "Well, you forgot your memories. You're... not scared of me at all? Tell me everything that happened to you these past four years, I need to catch up! D-Do you have a boyfriend now? Please tell me that you don't," it was obvious how he tried to change the subject. From how he was hospitalized to those which were completely different. Haruka noticed but decided to leave it at that.

"E-Ehh?"

He inched a bit closer and mustered the most serious expression he could, "Are. You. Dating. Someone?"

Haruka's cheeks turned pink before she hurriedly shook her head, "N-No, work comes first. I wouldn't be able to create decent songs if my head is filled with o-other things. No one likes me anyway. I never received a confession before." Aine's eyes silently twitched a bit when he saw her shyly fidgeting on her seat. This girl, yes, she was definitely popular. He even bets his whole fruit basket that she has a dozen of guys tailing behind her. That obliviousness, that visual, that talent and personality, who would dare to defile and confess? "A-And… dating in the company is not allowed," she added on.

Aine blinked, "You're working?"

"Y-Yes, I'm in Shining Entertainment composing for STARISH. Was Ringo-sensei unable to inform Kisaragi-san?" she was unable to see how grim his eyes turned. The male silently clenched his fists as he listened to her explain. Idols? Continuing the academy? UtaPri award? "Ohh and I'm here to know you better. I have to know your personality and such so that I can compose a song which is suitable for you— that is if it's not too much trouble. I-I'm really sorry if I'm bothering you," she was genuinely flustered and Aine gritted his teeth.

"Haruka you're still in Shining?"

She blinked at that, "Isn't Kisaragi-san also in the same company? Shining-san assigned me to create a song for your comeback." His eyes slightly widened at her statement. Yes, he was not able to resign or quit but he was on hiatus for years. The two of them were separated because of the company. The original plan was to debut together. They were the ones who refused to let her see him which led to her amnesia case. They were also the ones who pushed him to the brink of suicide. All this time, he thought that Ringo and Haruka were visiting him because they were good friends. His heart thumped grimly at the thought.

"M-My comeback?"

"Yes, aren't you going to go back on stage?"

Aine's eyes opened to speak but he closed them into a thin line and his eyes darkened before he said, "No, I'm not going back to the stage for Shining. I'm going to quit that company and I don't want to be an idol anymore." The composer's eyes widened and turned to him to ask why. The male simply narrowed his eyes at her while saying, "Don't you remember what they did to us, Haruka? They're the reason why I'm here! They're the reason why you don't remember me! They're the ones who got us in this mess."

"B-But… ano… I think that they didn't really want that to happen to us. Shining-san cares for the company's idols very well—"

"And what about you? If I remember clearly, four years ago he cut you off from his own company. Haruka, we were supposed to debut together! Doesn't that say something? He just wants us back because were the only good choices left,"

"K-Kisaragi-san, Shining-san is not like that—"

"No, I'm not going back to the company and I'm not singing. You're composing for other guys, aren't you? Shining is not the only problem here, it's you, Haruka," he looked at her with cyan orbs that almost brimmed with tears. She could feel her chest throb in pain as she stared at Aine's expression. Was that hate? Disappointment? Regret? She doesn't know anything at all. "I won't go back. Being an idol is not my dream anymore," he turned his head and avoided her gaze. The composer looked down at his silhouette and tried to swallow her upcoming tears.

"Ai-kun! What did you write on your essay? What did you want to become?" a young Haruka asked as she turned around from her seat to face him. The boy simply groaned as he stared at the blank piece of essay paper on his table. Seven year olds were supposed to be filled with dreams and ambitions, not barren and deserted so when she saw that he hasn't written anything yet, she panicked. "T-The deadline is tomorrow, Ai-kun. S-Sensei asked us to prepare because we're going to read it in front of the whole class right?"

Aine crossed his arms above his chest and glared at the piece of paper before turning towards the girl with a smile on his face and saying, "Ruka, its fine. I'm just going to have to copy something from google later." Ahh, the perks of having a professor as your uncle, Haruka wasn't really sure about that so she sweat dropped at the idea. "What did you write anyway?" he asked her and she lit up like Christmas just came early. Haruka immediately grabbed her paper from her desk and placed it on his to explain.

"I want to be a composer! O-One day, Hayato-sama might sing the songs that I make," she exclaimed in a rather excited manner. Aine stared at the paper and raised a brow. Composer? She was planning to composer for that child star actor turning into an idol person? Well Hayato acted good in 'Prince Chronicles' and is good looking and sings good and is basically perfect and is popular and is talented— Aine scoffed at how Haruka's essay was filled with remarks about how good Hayato was.

"I'm completely better than him," well Aine was not half bad too. He received a couple of confession letters from girls each month which he would gladly show to Haruka to make her jealous but it would backfire because she would just congratulate him. He was also smart. He was on the top of their class and leaded with a two point mark from second place. He also sang and acted well, he was in the Dramatics Club in Kindergarten for Kami's sake. Well it was not really a club. It was more of a playground group for children who were usually bored kids like him and Haruka who just tags along.

"I made up my mind. I want to become an idol,"

—Better, completely better than him.

Haruka's head throbbed and Aine looked at her worriedly before he placed a hand on her shoulder, "R-Ruka, are you okay? Do you want me to call someone?" Silly, he was the one sitting on the hospital bed. He was the patient, not her. But she has always been sickly before so it kind of worried him. "You look pale and your hands are cold," he commented when his hands came in contact with hers. Haruka shook her head and smiled at her to show that she was okay.

"Haruka, I wanted to become one just to follow you,"

"You can't quit being an idol, Kisaragi-san. W-What about your fans?" she looked up at him with pleading eyes and he stared at her with shock. Haruka has never been confident in speaking before, especially to him who was just a stranger in her eyes now that she had forgotten her memories. "You can't quit just because of Shining-san. There are people who want to hear you sing again!" she exclaimed and Aine's gaze remained at her, astonished by her remarks. But you know he wasn't going to give in.

"No, I'm not going back," his hands turned into fists that curled the blankets on his hospital bed. "I'm not going to go back just to sing. Not in that company. Not with Shining and those guys you're talking about!" Haruka's eyes widened and she unconsciously twitched. Aine was being scary right now with the way he talked. Was that hate? Jealousy? It wasn't the first time she saw those expressions before but his was definitely genuine.

"You promised me Haruka, you freaking promised!" the composer was able to see how tears rolled from his eyes to his cheeks and chin. Perhaps being asleep for four years and waking up to see that everything was different was too much to handle for someone even as strong as Aine. "Seeing you move on and forget things just prove that you don't care," he was baffled by his own words. He knew that it couldn't be helped because she had amnesia and no one bothered to tell her. It was still painful though. To see that he was the only one suffering and that after one incident she already recovered.

Haruka looked at him in silence with her eyes also slightly circled in tears, "One of… one of the idols I compose for are coming here to visit you next week." Aine scoffed at that while he wiped his tears away with his elbows. That was the last visit he wanted to receive. Kami, he hated the guys Haruka composed for. "What was the promise about?" Aine's heart dropped but he gave a rather sarcastic grin. Kami, he was acting like an insensitive jerk.

"Ai-kun, you're not allowed to sing for anyone else just like how I can't compose for others," Haruka smiled at him from the playground and he laughed at her while nodding. They were still children, twelve years old and perhaps next year they'd be entering Shining Academy as child stars and composers. "You can't break the promise okay? " She was the one to initiate everything and to see her forget, it was heart breaking.

"That you won't compose for others and that I won't sing songs that are composed by anyone but you,"

"Do you want me to keep it then?" Aine paused at her question and he frowned at himself. Kami, he's insensitive and add greedy to that. But he didn't care, he was first on line and STARISH were just second comers so yes, he nodded. Was it wrong to keep Haruka all to himself? He knew that she wanted to keep her promises. He knew that she was kind, too kind. But he's not and he wants her to look at only him.

Haruka nodded rather hesitantly before saying, "I-I'll call Shining and tell him."