Another day of boring-ness. Why can't we have more action in the group? I was expecting big battles, like the ones I see in my favorite mangas.
Walking past the band room, I heard some guitar. It sounded majestic. I had to peek in and see what Chiwa was up to.
When I looked inside, she was writing something on a music stand. She looked kind of troubled, but still seemed firm in what she was writing. Curious, I stepped inside the room.
"Chiwa?" She jumped up and readied her guitar to swing. Is that really how she greets people who come in her room from time to time?!
"You scared me! Don't do that!" She put her guitar down.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm writing music!..." She pouted.
"... You have no idea what you're writing, huh." I knew it.
"No! I'm just, having trouble coming up with lyrics."
"Well, let me help then..."
Time passed. Days passed, then weeks. I helped her every step of the way. She would sing the words I would write. It was so beautiful. One day, some NPCs came in and started cheering her on, unknown to the fact that class had started. Who was going to stop us? Otonashi? Haha, what a joke.
...Wait. He is the Student Council President after all. Maybe he will?! Maybe he'll send some teachers to stop Chiwa from playing? If that happens, I'll stop them. Because she needs to keep playing.
BAM! Right on cue. Teachers. Not sent from Otonashi, but ones who heard the noise outside the room.
"Hey, what are you kids doing? Get to class!" All the NPCs ran, but Chiwa and I stayed.
"You too, guitar girl! Don't think that you can just skip class and play with your music all day!" That sounded so odd, almost perverted for some reason. Ah, whatever.
The teachers tried reaching for the guitar, but I stopped them. Eventually, however, they pushed through and grabbed her guitar. She looked so shocked, as if she was about to break apart. Suddenly, I see her knee the teacher who took her guitar, and grabbed it. She jumped out the window and to the base floor. I was suprised she knew an escape route from this band room.
Pushing and turning, I gained control of myself after they grabbed me and jumped after her, landing on the floor and doing a roll to stop the pressure. So where'd she go? I thought. Maybe she went back to the Principal's Office? I have to check there first.
Running through the hallways, I passed Otonashi. Here we go.
"Kibo, there's no running in the hallways. I'll have to report this." He smiled.
"Ha ha, very funny. Is Chiwa around?" I was in a hurry to get to the Office to see if she was there.
"Why? Don't tell me you have a crush on her." He started laughing. I was ready to punch him in the face for making a crude joke. I would never stop...
"Ahh, shutup! Is she in the Principal's Office or not? She ran off after some teachers caught her."
"I didn't see her pass by-"
Suddenly, I hear a guitar. Where's it coming from? I need to find out.
"It's coming from the base floor." Otonashi switched into his serious mode. Amazing how he can just switch personalities in the blink of an eye.
We ran down the stairs, to the main floor. Class wasn't out yet, so I wasn't expecting anyone to be there besides Chiwa. To my surprise, I was wrong.
It was almost as if we were doing an Operation. There were students, so many students, cheering her on.
"Bawasa, are you seeing this from my room?" Otonashi called on the radio. Bawasa is in Otonashi's room? What, why?
"Indeed. I see it. Want me to start the fans?"
"Yes. If we do this again, we'll be set for another couple months for food."
The fans started going off, and tickets started flying everywhere as Chiwa ended her song. We thought it was over now, we coincidentally got more food tickets and were ready to tell Chiwa to stop. But she fell to her knees. She seemed, happy. Like nothing in the world could stop her. Not even the teachers that were coming to stop her... Wait, teachers?!
"Otonashi, the teachers! Help me get them off!"
"It's too late," he replied.
"What? If we don't help, she'll be-"
"We don't need to help."
I was wondering why, and ready to jump on the stage myself, when I realized something.
Chiwa was gone.
"We're down to nine, now." Otonashi called it on the radio.

Chiwa POV (Before Disappearance):

My song ended. I was done. The song, the lyrics, everything was done in my part. God had given me a reason to be here, and now I had no reason left to be here. ZAP!
When I was little, I had always dreamed of playing guitar and learning music, like the girls in that one band I used to listen to all the time. They introduced me to how beautiful music was and how it can change my life.
My mother died a couple days after giving birth to me. She wasn't recovering from giving birth, and the doctors realized she wasn't going to live through the next week. My father was devastated, and it scarred him for life when she left him too early. They were in their early 20s. Young lovers, split apart because of me.
Since then, my dad was very protective over me. He wouldn't let me go out to places other than school, he wouldn't let me join any extracurricular activities or have any friends who were specifically boys. It was like this from first grade to 9th grade. But eventually, my dad realized I was growing up, and needed to explore more parts of life. So he let me do whatever I wanted, from going to the arcades to hanging out with friends. Everything was okay, until I got my first boyfriend.
My father was so protective over me because of my boyfriend. He was scared I would get pregnant, or he would break my heart; or more scarily, break me. I tried assuring him that nothing was wrong, that he was a humble boy who didn't ever think of leud things.
I was wrong.
One night, when my dad refused to let me leave the house to hang out, I protested against him. That was my final straw, because he hadn't let me out of the house in 2 weeks. I snuck out after he had fallen asleep and met up with my boyfriend at the local park.
We talked at the park for awhile, and eventually went back to his house because it was getting cold. He tried so hard to get me into bed. He said I looked cold, so he gave me a blanket. Then he hugged me. And we kissed. My first kiss was amazing, something I never felt in my life before. I felt, complete.
Then he tried getting intimate with me. He tried ripping off my clothes, pushing me against the bed frame, bending me over. I didn't want this! I wanted him to be more gentle, if we were going to do something. But he seemed so forceful. So I told him off, but he wasn't too happy about that. He beat me, mercilessly, hitting me with almost any object he could find. Eventually, I passed out and woke up in a hospital, unable to move. Unable to think.
My father was devastated, upset that he would do such a thing to me. He became a drunkard, and rarely visited me. My boyfriend since left me, stranded in this hospital, where i eventually died. It was so unfair; I wanted to learn music, play music, and be in a big flashy band like how I always dreamed. However I wasn't able to... I guess that's why I ended up here.
Now that I've been able to play music, and learn music again, I feel happy again. Everyone here has been so nice to me, supportive. Playing this last song, my last song, I realized that my dream- my "regret", so to speak- was fulfilled. I was able to finally read music, and play guitar like the best in the world. I have everyone to thank. Especially Kibo for helping me get back on track of my music, and Otonashi for never giving up on me. You won't find boys like these in the real world...
...Well, my work here is done, Otonashi. I'm sorry I have to leave so soon, but I hope to see you all again one day. One day... We'll be together again.


Welcome back, avid readers! Matthew here, just dropping another chapter of my fanfiction to ya. Hope you enjoyed it! Review and favorite/follow if you like it!

May not be as tear-jerking as the original Angel Beats!, but hey at least I'm trying, right?

Next time (I'm doing these now?) : Kibo reveals his past!

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