FOOLS WEAR THEIR HEARTS ON THEIR SLEEVES

N.B. Hey you guys, I finally got motivated to write again. To be honest, I actually only started writing this fan fiction because I was waiting for the anime to come out. I only ever bought the books, and never read the manga online. I don't even really like reading it online, so I wait for the books, and get bored. I'll try my best to continue this. I'm so happy people still read my work! Thanks so much to juleenademonemir and thinking-about-it for reviewing :)

Takumi leant on the wooden railing of his balcony, sniffing the fresh sharp tang of sea air. Cries of seagulls rang out over the sound of the waves crashing on the beach, the people splashing and having fun on the beach. Takumi was always damaged. He knew that. He was screwed up, bad news; an asshole. He was a player, he used women and he was selfish. Career would always come first. Without music, what would he be? Nothing, he thought to himself. You'll be nothing.

For once in his life, Takumi wanted to do something for himself. When she stepped into her life, this immature childish girl, Nana, one who everyone loved, he fell in love too. Love is not the answer to this pain I feel, he stubbornly tried to reason with himself. Then what is? He demanded of himself. He probed further, stirring up feelings which were long buried away. Will I just let her go? The one thing that has made me change, that has made me love. That has given me a child, who is nothing like I was. Everything I should've been.

Takumi looked up, his sunglasses shading his eyes as usual. He stared up at the sun, looked at it hard for as long as he could, and felt the pain in his eyes. He looked down and when he looked out to the beach once more, he saw bright blinding spots in front of him, like miniscule suns. He blinked hard, and felt something fall onto his arm. A tear.

"So… Nobu is your boyfriend?" Satsuki's head was tilted to one side, eyes wide.

"Well, would you be alright with that?" Nobu asked awkwardly. He rubbed his spiky hairdo, and then looked to Nana K. for support.

"Satsuki, do you understand what we're trying to say here?" Nana asked desperately. It was vital she understood, but talking to a six year old about divorce was definitely complicated. "What I'm trying to say is, I can't live with your father anymore." Satsuki looked at her mother worriedly.

"What's wrong? Is it because he's never around?"

"It's more than that Satsuki. But would you be alright with that? We'd move, and we would live with Nobu instead. Do you understand? You can tell me what you want," Nana tried explaining as simply as possible. Nana O. laid a hand on her shoulder.

"Satsuki, your mother is leaving your father. You will not live with him, but you will still see him as often as you like. Nobu will be your new daddy. That's what mommy's trying to say. How do you feel about this?" Nana O. knelt in front of her god-daughter and peered into her face. "Hmm?"

Satsuki stood still and looked at all three of them individually. They all held their breath, meeting her gaze steadily. She looked at her mother the longest and the last, and Nana K. gave her a small smile, face pinched with worry. Then Satsuki gave a big smile.

"If it makes you happy mommy, then I'll be happy too!" She exclaimed, and hugged her mother. Nana K. felt a huge weight roll off her chest. She embraced her daughter tightly, and breathed in the warm scent of her child's head. Nobu's arm was around her tightly, cradling both of them while Nana O. watched on smiling.

Reira blinked in the soft sunlight streaming through the shears. Her eyes gradually adjusted to the light, and she lay still, aware of the still sleeping form beneath her. She raised her hand to the sunlight, and looked at the sudden reddish glow of her hand. Blood running through her veins, her heart pumping oxygen to her brain, her chest rising up and down. Just like Shin's. She traced a lazy pattern on his chest, the sunlight still causing her hand to glow bright. Then she propped herself up slowly to watch him sleep. His hair was messily stylish, the blond locks falling artistically into his eyes. Reira smiled and tapped his nose lightly with her index finger, causing him to squint his eyes a little then breathe out heavily.

Reira enjoyed his company while she could. She had never forgotten him. Was it possible that they could still be together? The time was never better now. They had waited long enough. He can only hold me back for so long.

She got up quietly and dressed quickly for breakfast, then exited the room softly. Shin opened his eyes. He stayed in bed a while, breathing in the scent of Reira's skin on her pillow. The smell of her hair. He breathed in deeply. It had been a while. Shin looked out of the window at the blue, blue sky. Eventually, he too got up, and got dressed for breakfast.

Yasu stood on the deck, smoking. He wore comfortable clothes, a loose shirt, cargo pants, so different from the high powered lawyer image he always seemed to be. Sunglasses still covered his eyes, and his many piercings glittered in the sun.

"What do you think is going to happen?" Ren asked, staring out at the sea. Yasu did not turn his head to answer, but stared ahead as well.

"Who knows? Only Takumi can say. From what you tell me, it doesn't seem as if she was just another woman to him," Yasu replied, exhaling. Ren nodded, his ripped shirt fluttering in the wind. He looked to the right, where the hotel balconies could be seen and spotted a lone figure with dark sunglasses staring out into the sea. He nodded in that direction and Yasu paused from taking a puff, and turned to look as well.

They watched as the tiny figure smoked and drank, despite the earliness of the morning. Then he went back inside. Yasu turned and looked at Ren, who looked at him in turn.

"This is not going to be good," he said.

The cab screeched to a halt outside an apartment building, and Nana Komatsu hurried up the stairs. She rang the doorbell for one of the apartments, and the door buzzed open.

"You're looking good," Jun said as she opened the door. "So what is this urgent news?" Nana sat down and accepted the cup of tea that Kyosuke had poured for her. She took a hesitant sip, minding the heat, and then set it back down again, still playing with it. Jun and Kyosuke exchanged glances. Fidgets never bade well for Nana. They steeled themselves.

"What is it Nana?" Kyosuke tried gently. Nana's eyes filled up, and she exclaimed, "Takumi's not going to go through with it!" Jun was startled.

"Why not?" She demanded, leaning forward with a frown. Nana shook her head helplessly. "When did he say this?"

"He didn't. He left a note, this morning. I saw it when I sent Satsuki off to school. He said he wasn't going to divorce. And he wants to talk about it. Tonight. After their recording. What do I do Jun?!" Nana burst into a fresh flood of tears. Kyosuke grabbed their handy box of tissues.

"I'm sure he just wants to talk about the custody of Satsuki," he started but Jun interrupted.

"Why would he want to take care of her? He has a tough, demanding job, and although he can provide, only Nana can take care of her the way she's been doing. She's a great mother," Jun argued reasonably. She shook her head, thinking. "There's something else to this. You've been with Takumi for so long; did you really think that he'd never get attached to you?" She asked Nana.

Nana blew her nose and looked up at Jun. "He does treat me well. I don't deny that. And I was happy. Sometimes. But what are you saying Jun?" Jun shook her head at her clueless friend.

"I'm SAYING he's in LOVE with you. Did you really think it wasn't possible?" Jun said, looking up to the heavens as if to ask for divine help in explaining the obvious to her blur friend. Kyosuke lit a cigarette, and then tapped the ash into the ashtray absent mindedly. Nana's nose had stopped running, then she looked at Jun.

"Takumi only ever married me because of Satsuki. Because I got pregnant. That's all it's ever been to me. To be honest, I did it because it was my responsibility. You know that." Nana took a sip of tea. Jun watched her.

"Nana, do you really think that's all?" Nana set down her cup again slowly, and met the eyes of friend.

"He's a player Jun. He could never really love me."

Takumi paced around the smoking room of the studio, alone. His short locks hung in his eyes, and he rubbed his head frustrated, while taking long puffs from his cigarette. Passing by the glass window, he saw his reflection in the sun's light: tall, too pale and slightly haggard. His hair no longer veiled his face like in the old days, during Trapnest's early days. The studio producers had finally agreed in allowing him to cut his hair. He was sick of it long anyways. But this hairstyle gave him a strange nostalgia; it was how he had worn it in high school.

He extinguished the now short stick of tobacco in the crystal ashtray, then sat down heavily on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling. The door suddenly opened and Ren stalked in, lighting up. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Takumi, recovered, then closed the door and sat down on the other sofa, smoking noiselessly.

"I heard Hachiko wants a divorce," Ren said into the silence. Takumi looked up and sighed.

"Yes, she does. Your Nobu proposed to her. She's married for God's sake. To me! This is the same thing again, as it was years ago," Takumi let out. He dropped his head back onto the sofa. "This is just irritating," he murmured. Ren tapped his cigarette's ash out carefully.

"So what are you planning on doing?" Ren took another puff. "You can let her go now. You can do whatever you want, our image won't take a hit. We're stable. Nobody is forcing you to take her back." Takumi sat up, ran his hands through his hair, then stood up.

"We should get back, they'll be waiting for us," he answered.

"Takumi," Ren started, but was cut off. Takumi had paused at the door, and looked back at Ren.

"I have no intention of letting Nana go. If Nobu wants her, he can come and get her. But I will not let her go without a fight." Ren nodded wordlessly and Takumi walked out of the room, closing the door behind him with a sharp snap.

N.B. Hope you guys enjoyed that :) Tried to make it longer, since I hadn't posted up anything in ages. I saw Nana book 9 today! Am so happy, will buy it tomorrow. It was way thicker than any of the other books. Thanks for reading :)

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