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On the outskirts of town lies an abandoned warehouse, once this building was used to store convinience store merchandise, it is now empty, exept for instrument cases, amplifiers, and currrently two people playing instruments. One was a girl who had brown hair in a pin up wore a white hoodie with a black shirt underneath, her sleeves were rolled up, blue jeans, black boots. She playeda blue Jazzmaster electric guitar. The other person there was a teen who was tall, had tousseled blonde hair, with blue eyes. he wore a denim jacket with a black hood, with a white shirt underneath, black jeans,black dusty combat boots, black fingerless gloves. He was playing a blackand blue set of drums. Currently thetwo were improving a melody between the two; often these improv sessions were how the band discovered melodies that eventually evolved into songs.
"Hold it!" the man yelled.
"What's up?" the woman asked. The man pointed to the side window where the sky had begun to turn into a rainbow color which continued to intensify
"What is that?" the woman asked as the guy came and put an arm around her waist.
"Up in the sky, a huge ice sculpture appeared all of a sudden five days ago. Now when the sun hits it just right, it makes this rainbow.'
"It does look pretty" she replied softly.
"I see it, as a sign of hope for the future." the man said with a huge smile.
"Need some nachos for all of that cheesy Yamiru?" the girl smirked. Yamiru nuzzled his head on the woman's who closed her eyes and smiled at the gesture.
"I mean it, Hisako. We've made it this far. We just need to wait a little longer and we'll be able to head to Tokyo and make it big!" Hisako suddenly shivered, there was some sort of, nostalgia that she felt with his words."Just gotta wait for Naoko and Ayumu to pass their JPLT" he smirked.
"They better do it soon, We can't keep living off these small gigs." Hisako replied "We gave everything up in America to move to Japan, homeless, penniless, barely passable skills in Japanese . . .but now look at us. We have near fluent skill in Japanese, showing promise in our gigs,making some money, but we're still using an abandoned warehouse as our home."
"WAHOO" two voices yelled as they entered the warehouse. A teen guy with brown hair, black eyes, a black jacket with a white hood, black slacks and shoes, a girl the same age, blonde hair, hazel eyes, wearing a red ankle length dress, red dressy jacket, black and scarlet red sandals. they shoved some paper work in the two other teens' hands and proceeded to hug each other as they bounced around yelling random sounds of joy.
"You finally passed the JPlT!"Yamiru yelled.
"Alright we're out of here!" Hisako yelled, pumping her fist in the air.
"How did your latest attempt go you too?" a teen with brown short layered hair, blue eyes, a black and white loli dress, black boots asked.
"We passed Hikari!" the two bouncing teens squealed sighed.
"Good, good" she said with a small smile. Well guys, why don't we go sign up for studio auditions. Now that you've all passed the JPlT, the record studios will take us seriously!" everyone cheered, packed up their instruments, then put them all in a hazel colored two seater pick up truck. Hikari and Yamiru went in the car, the other three were forced to sit in the back. They put ablue cover over themselves and Hikari drove off. the adrenaline was pumping ineveryone's veins now.
"Ooooh!" Naoko squealed, "This shall be the most epic-est, meaningful set of songs I play on my keyboard yet!"
"We won't fail!" Ayumu yelled. The two continued to chirp away, expressing their excitement. Hisako simply laid and gazed at the cover on top of them, really focusing on the image of the rainboow sky still in her head, aswell as the moment she'd shared with Yamiru. She contined to hold that instant in her mind, As she did, everything else faded away as she focused on just them and their future,playing together, , always holdng on to each other. Forever.
"Hisako . ." a voice whispered. a teen girl.
"Hisako!" this time a guy.
Hisako's eyes snapped open.
Something was not right.
"The truck is going too fast." Naoko whispered nervously. The truck was indeed traveling at an uncomfortable speed. Being in the middle, Hisako sat up from her half laying posistion and knocked on the truck's glass. She saw neither person turn their head. She then proceeded to open the back window door.
"We're going too fast." Hisako said calmly.
"That's perfect." Hikari said in a eery yet cheerful voice.
"You still haven't told me what the hell is going on" Yamiru said , loud, concerned.
"Why do you need to know? Just go with it!" she truck then went faster Yamiru took his seat belt off and tried to grab the steering wheel, mumbling "You've gotta be fucking kidding me" Suddenly hikari stuck her hand in Yamiru's face and pushed him into the passenger window.
"YAMIRU!" Hisako yelled. Yamiru did not respond. The truck then picked up more speed.
"What the hell Hikari?!" Hisako yelled
"Don't you see Hisako? it's hopeless. No Americans ever make it here. I already submitted applications to these record companies. most of them turned us down because we were American, gaijin. These people are too fucking into their own people to give two shits about us."
"DON'T JUST GIVE UP ON US LIKE THIS! DON'T THROW AWAY ALL OF OUR STRUGGLING! WE KNOW THERE'S STILL HOPE! YOU'RE THE LEADER! YOU SHOULD BE PUSHING FOR THAT! DON'T THROW EVERYTHING AWAY, NO-"
Hisako met a hand slamming into her face, knocking her down and out.
That's when she remembered, the afterlife. It's funny, how you gotta be this close to death to remember this stuff. Having helped start a band, dedicating eevry waking moment in it, admiring the leader to the point of hiding a secret crush on her, even if such feelings don't catch on to her heart now. having tokeep the band from falling apart when times got rough and desperate. then, finally reaching satisfaction with how far everything went, and passing on, to start it all over.
"Otonashii helped everyone pass on right? He promised . . .Well then, either I'll wake up there alone, with a bunch of strangers, or maybe,
I'll see them again" she thought. Police cars and ambulances were on their tail. This was it. The truck was going as fast as it probably could. Hisako began to cry, because, either way, she was going back to that place to damn early, and she could not reach happiness here. Naoko and Ayumu were hugging each other tightly. They couldn't jump out, the truck was going too fast, Hisako put her arms around the two hugging. All three of them were bawling now.
The truck then stopped abruptly. Hearing the police cars, Hikari got out and ran, only to be stopped quickly and hand cuffed. after looking around for a minute, and letting what'd just happened sink in, Ayumu and Naoko cheered happily and got out the truck. Hisako got out too and went to the truck's driver side, and got in.
"Yamiru . . " Hisako whispered. Shethen saw his bloody face, she felt like she was going to drown in tears, finally, as if being saved from the drowning, a set of arms wrapped around her, pulling her in.
"I'll be fine." Yamiru whispered, "It's just a bad concussion at the worst. besides, heh, you look just as bad, in case you haven't noticed." Hisako looked up at Yamiru , through the blood and tears, she saw his confident smile. Hisako never thought this would happen, never thought she do this, never cared to, until this moment. She wrapped her arms around Yamiru and put her lips on his, she had no idea what she was doing, and so she just stayed like that, shyly. He responded by kissing her back passionately. It only lasted a couple of seconds, before Yamiru stopped, putting his head on Hisako's shoulder, a big smile on his face. The passenger door suddenly opened. They took Yamiru while reporting his condition then saying there was a girl there who looked just as bad.
An ambulance quickly arrived for Hisako.
"Be quixk, but be careful. a police car will follow you, sit with her in the back have her lie down."Naoko put Hisako's arm over her shoulder and slowly dragged her to the back as police were interrogating an exhausted Ayumu. Half way there, she felt some of the weight be taken off her as a girl with blonde spikey hair that reach down her back helped her out. Her hands and forearms were bloody and burnt.
"Were, were you the one who saved us?" Naoko asked, Sekine shrugged.
"I just slammed a pole in the car. I, just, needed to save someone, after what I did."
"Sekine, it's, gonna be Ok." Hisako said before fainting. They got in the ambulance and the door was shut. Sekine looked around at all of the medical equipment and then at Hisako who was unconcious on the bed. She looked like Iwasawa did that night. Sekine hated that. Another friend, injured, there was nothing she could do. She just kept crying and cursing fate. Naoko looked at her quietly.
"I don't, I hate this. I hate it so much! Why is life so cruel? The Afterlife was so much better than this."
"Maybe." Naoko replied softly, but in the After Life, nothing you do really meant anything right? You accomplished things, but in the end, you just lost it all, you have nothing to show for it now, right? Well, you have a chance now. a chance to say, Screw The Hell. I'm going to change it. Like Hell I'm Dead! Like Hell it's over! What I do here can change things! Forever! It won't fade away like it did in the After Life. You have a playingfield that will always exsist, to mold, you can do it! You can make things great! All you have to do is look for the oppurtunities!" Sekine lookedat Naoko, blinked several times.
"Thank you, odd ball person." she mumbled, Naoko giggled.
They rode in silence for a few more minutes, when the truck came to an abruupt stop. The driver quickly picked up their walky talky.
"Sir, I've just spotted the crows at a house." Sekine immediately sprung up, leaped to the passenger seat of the ambulance which was luckily empty, opened the door, and ran to the house the ambulance was at. In front of the Victorian house was a car witha mysterious, unique sign.
She knew all too well.
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