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Soul in Tune with a Wish (7/12)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
They each wondered why they hadn't spoken. It was undeniable that *Miki* confessed
her love to *Bobby*, yet it was frighteningly real.
And to add to the confusion, today was the day 1 of the on-screen kiss. Mylene's first kiss...
Mylene rose listlessy out of sleep's hush. Her eyes sketched the room, finally focusing on a
small clock.
6:15 am tuesday.
Her eyes dropped to the soft teal of her bedsheets. "Basara." she whispered to herself.
She sunk her head defetedly into the pillow. Guvava shrieked excitedly.
::Ring Ring::
"Who is that?"
Guvava jumped onto the remote control. Mylene continued to bury her head into the pillows.
"Mylene?"
Upon hearing the voice, Mylene rose abruptly. "Gamlin-san!"
She struggled with her disheveled hair.
"Sorry, Is this a bad time."
"No... I'm just sorry you had to see me this way."
Gamlin smiled at her. "I've always wondered what you look like first thing in the
morning." His eyes continued to bore at her.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Questioned Mylene.
Gamlin looked away. "Uh nothing. Today's the big day I hear."
"What?"
"Your first on-screen kiss."
Mylene's heart sank to the bottom of her stomach.
"Uh yes."
"I'm sure you will do great. I've seen you act before, you're awesome..."
His voice drifted off. All Mylene could hear was the crashing of guilt settling violently on
her brain. Gamlin hadn't even crossed her mind.
"... other than that i'm sure you'll do fine... Mylene?"
"huh."
"Well, I really called to ask you if you wanted to have lunch during the day."
Mylene looked at the screen.
"S-sure." Why was she stuttering?
"Good. I'll see you then."
"yeah."
When he hung up, Guvava lept onto Mylene's waiting shoulder.
"What are we going to do?"
***********
Mylene sauntered into the lounge. She felt nervous and excited, yet she felt so guilty,
afraid and unsure.
She inhaled deeply, releasing an audible sigh. She poured herself some coffee before heading
to the dressing room.
The scene was to begin at Miki's school. She wriggled into the dark uniform before heading to
stage 9.
**
"Mylene-san!"
Before she had the option of blinking, a familiar, and disturbingly eager face came into view.
"Joe-san..." She stated, feigning excitement.
"Where are you going, I was just coming to spy on you."
"Spy on me? Why's that?" she smiled uncomfortably.
"I wanted to make sure that you and your kissing coach get along."
"Kissing coach? Aren't we filming today??"
Joe chuckled. "Today you and Basara meet with your kissing coaches for your first lesson."
Mylene blushed... "Session... for kissing."
"Uh huh. My dad wants to make sure the chemistry is perfect... and he wants to make it seem
natural... seem... normal."
"..." Mylene was silent.
Joe marveled as her small eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration. He admired her a bit before
slipping a sly arm around her shoulder.
He leaned in and began whispering into her ear.
"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll do fine... and Mylene, if you are nervous about kissing, I'll
be delighted to give you a little..." he sighed deeply into her ear before giving a husky
whisper... "practice"
Mylene pushed Joe away before flashing a dazzling smile... "No thanks... I'm sure y--"
"Mylene-san is it?" A deep voice interjected.
Mylene turned towards the voice. "Yes, that's me."
"Come in."
Mylene followed the yellow-haired man into a dimly lit room."
"What's going on..." Mylene eyed her surroundings... there was a woman... and there was...
"Basara!"
"Mylene huh. What's with the outfit? Did you just get back from school?"
Mylene glanced down at her costume.
"ha ha! Very funny... I thought we were filming today."
The blond man chuckled deeply. "An honest mistake. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Ken
and that's Raina. We are your kissing coaches."
***********
Joe stalked defeatedly to the lounge area.
"I really messed up this time... But maybe she isn't really upset... She's probably playing
hard to get. I bet with a little friendly persuasion--"
"Sorry to bother you."
Joe's train of thought was instantly interrupted.
"Gamlin-san."
"Hello Joe. I hope I haven't disturbed you to greatly, but have you happened to see Mylene-san
anywhere."
Joe's eyes narrowed.
//What does *he* want with her.//
"No, I haven't seen her today... You should check her hotel room."
Gamlin glanced dubiously at the man. "I see. Thank you very much for your help. I do hope we
meet again."
"Sure thing pal." Joe flashed a crooked smile at the gray-haired man.
***********
"Do the lights have to be so dim?" Questioned Mylene with all the politeness she could muster.
Ken grinned. "Are they bothering you?"
"No... I just feel like i'm doing something wrong."
Raina chuckled "Why's that?"
"I don't know."
Raina turned to Basara. "How do you feel?"
Basara opened his eyes. "Like leaving."
Raina cleared her throat. She opened her mouth to speak.
"The dimmed lights help to create a more relaxed and intimate atmosphere. Should help
everyone unwind. I can tell that we'll be here for a while." She shot a quick glance at a
solemn Basara.
Ken continued. " I can see that you two already know eachother... I think it's safe to say
that we're ready for the first exercise..."
//Exercise?!?!//
Mylene inwardly panicked...
Raina smiled. "I think so too."
Ken started again. "We call this exercise... ~the stare~..."
Mylene listened tenatively.
"... what you do... is stare at eachother for five minutes."
Mylene sighed in relief.
//phew! I'm so relieved!//
Basara sighed as well...
Raina turned to Basara as if to say something. But Ken stopped her.
"How about you two start. Basara, is there a problem?"
"No."
"Alright. When I say 'begin' you two will start."
Mylene took a deep breath.
"And... begin."
Upon hearing the signal, Mylene looked up. She found herself helpless as Basara gaze meshed into hers, burning her insides. She blushed and looked away laughingly. "I can't do this!" She exlaimed burying her flushed face into her hands.
"See! It's harder than you think."
Ken pointed out.
"Try not to be so embarrassed. Looking isn't wrong."
//Easy for you to say... Basara you jerk!//
"Let's try again... okay Mylene?"
Ken's tone was encouraging, almost caring.
Mylene breathed deeply before nodding.
"And... begin."
Mylene looked up at Basara. His gaze consisted of the same intensity. The room was
blanketed with still anticipation. Her eyes became helplessly fixed on his feirce eyes.
They glinted intensely... slightly curiously... maybe it was the reflection of the candle
flickering weakly in the center of the room... or maybe it was emotion... Her face began
to burn... she probably was beet red at this point. This was too much! Her eyes began to
rove across his face. In the dim lighting, shadows danced across his chisled features. She
studied him carefully before noticing something she hadn't really dwelled on before... he
was really cute... *really* cute... Especailly with his mouth slightly ajar... she suddenly
wanted to be close to him...
//What am I thinking?//
Basara studied her... He looked at her eyes... facinating pools twinkling with a desirable
mixture of blue and green. Her cheeks were rosily stained... but it helped to complement
her petite face... He noted that her face was almost heart-shaped. Stray wisps of pink hair
framed her face. He had the sudden urge to brush some of those wisps away...
//What am I thinking?//
But amidst his muddled thoughts, he realized something... She was pretty cute... Gamlin
was lucky... he silently studied her lips... he would *have* to kiss those... but as he
watched her, he didn't mind too much... he didn't mind at all... if anything, he felt
guilty...
"And... stop."
Mylene was the first to look away.
Basara gasped silently before looking down.
"Anyone thirsty?"
Questioned Raina.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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NOTES:
1.This chapter was a long one to me! ^_^
2. Basara is probably OOC at this point... =:P... I have control of him now! Mu ha ha!
3. Raina and Ken aren't married! They're both single, and ready to mingle... Raina is one year
younger than Basara... think Rex with a brown, Hongo Yui(Fushigi Yuugi) hairstyle and red
lipstick (a small hint to keep in mind for future reference ^-_~^)
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Soul in Tune with a Wish (8/12)
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Rain began to pound against the roof of the studio. Michael Kirigoe studied
the neon green numbers of his digital rolex:
3:45.
He took a swig of his vodka. In a matter of hours, the programmed skies
seemed to burst open. It was unseasonably bad weather.
::at an unreasonable time:: he thought to himself.
He muttered a few cuss words as he rose from the couch in his office.
He debated whether or not he should call the photographer.
::Today would be the perfect day to shoot posters.::
********
Mylene paced across the west lobby. She knew she was forgetting something.
Her mind had long since stopped functioning properly. Maybe it was the rain...
or maybe it was the memory of Basara's golden eyes.
She sighed before glancing at a nearby window. Thunder rumbled as a lonely
raindrop streaked down the glass onto the window pane.
"The weather was so nice this afternoon..."
********
"May I take your order?"
Gamlin rested his cup on the waiting saucer.
"Oh no. I'm waiting for someone."
He smiled uneasily.
The waitress nodded before walking away.
*********
"So what do you make of those two?"
Ken adjusted his reading glasses.
"Well today was only the first session. They'll learn to work together."
Ken flipped through his planner.
"It'll be hard to get Basara to open up... "
Raina grinned.
"I hope I get to know him better."
Ken removed his glasses.
"I saw that... The way you were looking at him... It's a dangerous thing."
Raina rolled her eyes.
"Since when is attraction dangerous?"
Ken raised a finger.
"It's dangerous to mix business with pleasure."
"It is dangerous..."
*********
Basara pushed the doors of the west lobby. He needed to get out of that cramped
studio. The walls seemed to be closing in.
!!Thump!!
"Ooops."
Basara released the handle and waited a few seconds. The next time he opened
the door, he found Mylene plastered onto the floor.
"I should have known it was you." He reached a hand to help her up.
When Mylene placed her hand in his, he cursed himself for parking in the
west parking lot.
"Are you okay?"
Mylene nodded, suddenly at a loss of words.
"Well, i'm going back to the hotel... Would you like a ride?"
Mylene nodded.
***
Mylene touched a hand to the rolled up windows.
"It was so nice this afternoon."
Basara sensed the strange aura he always felt when he was in her presence. It
relaxed him as he eased some weight off the accelerator.
"Now it's raining."
Basara rested his glasses on the dash board. He had the sudden urge to get wet.
To have his senses washed by the rythm of falling droplets. Mylene watched as he
opened the sunroof.
"What are you doing?"
She questioned. "We'll get wet."
Basara leaned his head back allowing the rainwater to dance across his face
and the interior of the car.
"We'll get sick again."
Mylene protested against distant thundering.
"Who cares."
Basara stopped the car and closed his eyes.
"..."
Mylene watched him.
::Basara.::
Lightening flashed brightly. Thunder rumbled and before long she too outstretched
her hands. It was strange feeling the soft, cold patter on her palms. She too
leaned back joining Basara in bliss. "Who cares!" She yelled eliciting warm
laughter from him.
Sheer pleasure as the cold rain beat against their skin... But when
Mylene's laughter turned to sneezing, Basara closed the roof of the car.
"What's wrong?"
She questioned.
"It's time to get you inside."
***
"Here you go, it's on the house."
Gamlin accepted. "Thank you."
The waitress smiled.
::Poor guy... who would stand him up?::
***
"Here."
A white blouse landed on Mylene's head.
"Put those wet clothes over there. I'll dry them."
Basara moved to the kitchen.
Mylene yelled after him.
"We're going to get sick again."
Basara pulled out a kettle.
"Michael is gonna flip."
Mylene grinned as she removed her top.
"I can just imagine him... WHERE ARE THOSE--"
** same time in the studio **
"WHERE ARE THOSE IDIOTS!"
Raina sweatdropped.
"They went home. I told them they were done for today."
"You what???"
Michael began to rub his temples. "I called the photographer and he's
ready to shoot. I pay him by the minute! What do you mean they're gone."
Raina sighed.
"It was their first day working with us and they worked very hard. You should cut
them some slack."
Michael reached into his pocket for his canteen.
"Don't tell me--"
**same time in Basara's hotel room **
"Don't tell me how to run my movie."
Mylene finished.
Basara entered the room with two piping cups.
Mylene rolled the sleeves of the the over-sized blouse.
"Is that hot chocalate??"
Basara nodded.
"Don't get all excited and spill it."
Basara handed her a cup.
Mylene's eyes glistened.
"It's got marshmellows..."
Basara sat besides her.
"Now drink up."
The room fell silent.
::She shouldn't be here.:: echoed a voice in Basara's head.
Mylene sipped.
"It's nice and warm."
Basara rested his empty cup on the carpeted floor.
Mylene leaned back against the pillow braced on the wall.
"You know that song I have to write for the movie..."
Basara leaned back as well.
"Yeah."
"This may sound weird, but this afternoon, I wrote some of it in my head."
Basara smiled.
"How does it go."
"I know some of the chorus."
Mylene cleared her throat.
"/ oooo I hear laughter in the rain. \"
she stopped suddenly.
Basara closed his eyes.
"That sounds good. You got anymore."
Mylene nodded.
"/ walking hand in hand with the one I love \"
Basara opened his eyes.
Mylene continued.
"/ oooo how I love the rainy days and the happy way \"
"/ I feel inside \"
Mylene stopped.
"That's all."
Basara remained seated.
"I've got a song too."
Mylene closed her eyes. It thundered outside.
"What does it sound like."
Basara leaned against her.
"I'm still working on it. But when it's finished, you'll be the first to
hear it."
*********
The storm outside became violent. Gamlin collapsed onto his bed. He closed
his eyes blocking out the thunder. The storm outside was nothing compared
to the storm that raged in his heart.
To Be Continued
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NOTES:
1. The song Mylene is singing/ writing was sung/written by a guy named
Niel Sendaka. It's called 'Laughter In The Rain'... I *love* that
song and I *really* wish I had the japanese translation... ;_;...
Oh well... =:D
2. This is just a transition chapter... I love rain! ^.~
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~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
They each wondered why they hadn't spoken. It was undeniable that *Miki* confessed
her love to *Bobby*, yet it was frighteningly real.
And to add to the confusion, today was the day 1 of the on-screen kiss. Mylene's first kiss...
Mylene rose listlessy out of sleep's hush. Her eyes sketched the room, finally focusing on a
small clock.
6:15 am tuesday.
Her eyes dropped to the soft teal of her bedsheets. "Basara." she whispered to herself.
She sunk her head defetedly into the pillow. Guvava shrieked excitedly.
::Ring Ring::
"Who is that?"
Guvava jumped onto the remote control. Mylene continued to bury her head into the pillows.
"Mylene?"
Upon hearing the voice, Mylene rose abruptly. "Gamlin-san!"
She struggled with her disheveled hair.
"Sorry, Is this a bad time."
"No... I'm just sorry you had to see me this way."
Gamlin smiled at her. "I've always wondered what you look like first thing in the
morning." His eyes continued to bore at her.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Questioned Mylene.
Gamlin looked away. "Uh nothing. Today's the big day I hear."
"What?"
"Your first on-screen kiss."
Mylene's heart sank to the bottom of her stomach.
"Uh yes."
"I'm sure you will do great. I've seen you act before, you're awesome..."
His voice drifted off. All Mylene could hear was the crashing of guilt settling violently on
her brain. Gamlin hadn't even crossed her mind.
"... other than that i'm sure you'll do fine... Mylene?"
"huh."
"Well, I really called to ask you if you wanted to have lunch during the day."
Mylene looked at the screen.
"S-sure." Why was she stuttering?
"Good. I'll see you then."
"yeah."
When he hung up, Guvava lept onto Mylene's waiting shoulder.
"What are we going to do?"
***********
Mylene sauntered into the lounge. She felt nervous and excited, yet she felt so guilty,
afraid and unsure.
She inhaled deeply, releasing an audible sigh. She poured herself some coffee before heading
to the dressing room.
The scene was to begin at Miki's school. She wriggled into the dark uniform before heading to
stage 9.
**
"Mylene-san!"
Before she had the option of blinking, a familiar, and disturbingly eager face came into view.
"Joe-san..." She stated, feigning excitement.
"Where are you going, I was just coming to spy on you."
"Spy on me? Why's that?" she smiled uncomfortably.
"I wanted to make sure that you and your kissing coach get along."
"Kissing coach? Aren't we filming today??"
Joe chuckled. "Today you and Basara meet with your kissing coaches for your first lesson."
Mylene blushed... "Session... for kissing."
"Uh huh. My dad wants to make sure the chemistry is perfect... and he wants to make it seem
natural... seem... normal."
"..." Mylene was silent.
Joe marveled as her small eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration. He admired her a bit before
slipping a sly arm around her shoulder.
He leaned in and began whispering into her ear.
"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll do fine... and Mylene, if you are nervous about kissing, I'll
be delighted to give you a little..." he sighed deeply into her ear before giving a husky
whisper... "practice"
Mylene pushed Joe away before flashing a dazzling smile... "No thanks... I'm sure y--"
"Mylene-san is it?" A deep voice interjected.
Mylene turned towards the voice. "Yes, that's me."
"Come in."
Mylene followed the yellow-haired man into a dimly lit room."
"What's going on..." Mylene eyed her surroundings... there was a woman... and there was...
"Basara!"
"Mylene huh. What's with the outfit? Did you just get back from school?"
Mylene glanced down at her costume.
"ha ha! Very funny... I thought we were filming today."
The blond man chuckled deeply. "An honest mistake. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Ken
and that's Raina. We are your kissing coaches."
***********
Joe stalked defeatedly to the lounge area.
"I really messed up this time... But maybe she isn't really upset... She's probably playing
hard to get. I bet with a little friendly persuasion--"
"Sorry to bother you."
Joe's train of thought was instantly interrupted.
"Gamlin-san."
"Hello Joe. I hope I haven't disturbed you to greatly, but have you happened to see Mylene-san
anywhere."
Joe's eyes narrowed.
//What does *he* want with her.//
"No, I haven't seen her today... You should check her hotel room."
Gamlin glanced dubiously at the man. "I see. Thank you very much for your help. I do hope we
meet again."
"Sure thing pal." Joe flashed a crooked smile at the gray-haired man.
***********
"Do the lights have to be so dim?" Questioned Mylene with all the politeness she could muster.
Ken grinned. "Are they bothering you?"
"No... I just feel like i'm doing something wrong."
Raina chuckled "Why's that?"
"I don't know."
Raina turned to Basara. "How do you feel?"
Basara opened his eyes. "Like leaving."
Raina cleared her throat. She opened her mouth to speak.
"The dimmed lights help to create a more relaxed and intimate atmosphere. Should help
everyone unwind. I can tell that we'll be here for a while." She shot a quick glance at a
solemn Basara.
Ken continued. " I can see that you two already know eachother... I think it's safe to say
that we're ready for the first exercise..."
//Exercise?!?!//
Mylene inwardly panicked...
Raina smiled. "I think so too."
Ken started again. "We call this exercise... ~the stare~..."
Mylene listened tenatively.
"... what you do... is stare at eachother for five minutes."
Mylene sighed in relief.
//phew! I'm so relieved!//
Basara sighed as well...
Raina turned to Basara as if to say something. But Ken stopped her.
"How about you two start. Basara, is there a problem?"
"No."
"Alright. When I say 'begin' you two will start."
Mylene took a deep breath.
"And... begin."
Upon hearing the signal, Mylene looked up. She found herself helpless as Basara gaze meshed into hers, burning her insides. She blushed and looked away laughingly. "I can't do this!" She exlaimed burying her flushed face into her hands.
"See! It's harder than you think."
Ken pointed out.
"Try not to be so embarrassed. Looking isn't wrong."
//Easy for you to say... Basara you jerk!//
"Let's try again... okay Mylene?"
Ken's tone was encouraging, almost caring.
Mylene breathed deeply before nodding.
"And... begin."
Mylene looked up at Basara. His gaze consisted of the same intensity. The room was
blanketed with still anticipation. Her eyes became helplessly fixed on his feirce eyes.
They glinted intensely... slightly curiously... maybe it was the reflection of the candle
flickering weakly in the center of the room... or maybe it was emotion... Her face began
to burn... she probably was beet red at this point. This was too much! Her eyes began to
rove across his face. In the dim lighting, shadows danced across his chisled features. She
studied him carefully before noticing something she hadn't really dwelled on before... he
was really cute... *really* cute... Especailly with his mouth slightly ajar... she suddenly
wanted to be close to him...
//What am I thinking?//
Basara studied her... He looked at her eyes... facinating pools twinkling with a desirable
mixture of blue and green. Her cheeks were rosily stained... but it helped to complement
her petite face... He noted that her face was almost heart-shaped. Stray wisps of pink hair
framed her face. He had the sudden urge to brush some of those wisps away...
//What am I thinking?//
But amidst his muddled thoughts, he realized something... She was pretty cute... Gamlin
was lucky... he silently studied her lips... he would *have* to kiss those... but as he
watched her, he didn't mind too much... he didn't mind at all... if anything, he felt
guilty...
"And... stop."
Mylene was the first to look away.
Basara gasped silently before looking down.
"Anyone thirsty?"
Questioned Raina.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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NOTES:
1.This chapter was a long one to me! ^_^
2. Basara is probably OOC at this point... =:P... I have control of him now! Mu ha ha!
3. Raina and Ken aren't married! They're both single, and ready to mingle... Raina is one year
younger than Basara... think Rex with a brown, Hongo Yui(Fushigi Yuugi) hairstyle and red
lipstick (a small hint to keep in mind for future reference ^-_~^)
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Macross 7 fanfic:
Disclaimer: I didn't make Macross 7. I'm just a fan... possibly the most
obsessed... *sniff* Standard Disclaimers apply.
__________________________________________________________________
::...:: Denotes thoughts
"/...\" Denotes singing
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Soul in Tune with a Wish (8/12)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Rain began to pound against the roof of the studio. Michael Kirigoe studied
the neon green numbers of his digital rolex:
3:45.
He took a swig of his vodka. In a matter of hours, the programmed skies
seemed to burst open. It was unseasonably bad weather.
::at an unreasonable time:: he thought to himself.
He muttered a few cuss words as he rose from the couch in his office.
He debated whether or not he should call the photographer.
::Today would be the perfect day to shoot posters.::
********
Mylene paced across the west lobby. She knew she was forgetting something.
Her mind had long since stopped functioning properly. Maybe it was the rain...
or maybe it was the memory of Basara's golden eyes.
She sighed before glancing at a nearby window. Thunder rumbled as a lonely
raindrop streaked down the glass onto the window pane.
"The weather was so nice this afternoon..."
********
"May I take your order?"
Gamlin rested his cup on the waiting saucer.
"Oh no. I'm waiting for someone."
He smiled uneasily.
The waitress nodded before walking away.
*********
"So what do you make of those two?"
Ken adjusted his reading glasses.
"Well today was only the first session. They'll learn to work together."
Ken flipped through his planner.
"It'll be hard to get Basara to open up... "
Raina grinned.
"I hope I get to know him better."
Ken removed his glasses.
"I saw that... The way you were looking at him... It's a dangerous thing."
Raina rolled her eyes.
"Since when is attraction dangerous?"
Ken raised a finger.
"It's dangerous to mix business with pleasure."
"It is dangerous..."
*********
Basara pushed the doors of the west lobby. He needed to get out of that cramped
studio. The walls seemed to be closing in.
!!Thump!!
"Ooops."
Basara released the handle and waited a few seconds. The next time he opened
the door, he found Mylene plastered onto the floor.
"I should have known it was you." He reached a hand to help her up.
When Mylene placed her hand in his, he cursed himself for parking in the
west parking lot.
"Are you okay?"
Mylene nodded, suddenly at a loss of words.
"Well, i'm going back to the hotel... Would you like a ride?"
Mylene nodded.
***
Mylene touched a hand to the rolled up windows.
"It was so nice this afternoon."
Basara sensed the strange aura he always felt when he was in her presence. It
relaxed him as he eased some weight off the accelerator.
"Now it's raining."
Basara rested his glasses on the dash board. He had the sudden urge to get wet.
To have his senses washed by the rythm of falling droplets. Mylene watched as he
opened the sunroof.
"What are you doing?"
She questioned. "We'll get wet."
Basara leaned his head back allowing the rainwater to dance across his face
and the interior of the car.
"We'll get sick again."
Mylene protested against distant thundering.
"Who cares."
Basara stopped the car and closed his eyes.
"..."
Mylene watched him.
::Basara.::
Lightening flashed brightly. Thunder rumbled and before long she too outstretched
her hands. It was strange feeling the soft, cold patter on her palms. She too
leaned back joining Basara in bliss. "Who cares!" She yelled eliciting warm
laughter from him.
Sheer pleasure as the cold rain beat against their skin... But when
Mylene's laughter turned to sneezing, Basara closed the roof of the car.
"What's wrong?"
She questioned.
"It's time to get you inside."
***
"Here you go, it's on the house."
Gamlin accepted. "Thank you."
The waitress smiled.
::Poor guy... who would stand him up?::
***
"Here."
A white blouse landed on Mylene's head.
"Put those wet clothes over there. I'll dry them."
Basara moved to the kitchen.
Mylene yelled after him.
"We're going to get sick again."
Basara pulled out a kettle.
"Michael is gonna flip."
Mylene grinned as she removed her top.
"I can just imagine him... WHERE ARE THOSE--"
** same time in the studio **
"WHERE ARE THOSE IDIOTS!"
Raina sweatdropped.
"They went home. I told them they were done for today."
"You what???"
Michael began to rub his temples. "I called the photographer and he's
ready to shoot. I pay him by the minute! What do you mean they're gone."
Raina sighed.
"It was their first day working with us and they worked very hard. You should cut
them some slack."
Michael reached into his pocket for his canteen.
"Don't tell me--"
**same time in Basara's hotel room **
"Don't tell me how to run my movie."
Mylene finished.
Basara entered the room with two piping cups.
Mylene rolled the sleeves of the the over-sized blouse.
"Is that hot chocalate??"
Basara nodded.
"Don't get all excited and spill it."
Basara handed her a cup.
Mylene's eyes glistened.
"It's got marshmellows..."
Basara sat besides her.
"Now drink up."
The room fell silent.
::She shouldn't be here.:: echoed a voice in Basara's head.
Mylene sipped.
"It's nice and warm."
Basara rested his empty cup on the carpeted floor.
Mylene leaned back against the pillow braced on the wall.
"You know that song I have to write for the movie..."
Basara leaned back as well.
"Yeah."
"This may sound weird, but this afternoon, I wrote some of it in my head."
Basara smiled.
"How does it go."
"I know some of the chorus."
Mylene cleared her throat.
"/ oooo I hear laughter in the rain. \"
she stopped suddenly.
Basara closed his eyes.
"That sounds good. You got anymore."
Mylene nodded.
"/ walking hand in hand with the one I love \"
Basara opened his eyes.
Mylene continued.
"/ oooo how I love the rainy days and the happy way \"
"/ I feel inside \"
Mylene stopped.
"That's all."
Basara remained seated.
"I've got a song too."
Mylene closed her eyes. It thundered outside.
"What does it sound like."
Basara leaned against her.
"I'm still working on it. But when it's finished, you'll be the first to
hear it."
*********
The storm outside became violent. Gamlin collapsed onto his bed. He closed
his eyes blocking out the thunder. The storm outside was nothing compared
to the storm that raged in his heart.
To Be Continued
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NOTES:
1. The song Mylene is singing/ writing was sung/written by a guy named
Niel Sendaka. It's called 'Laughter In The Rain'... I *love* that
song and I *really* wish I had the japanese translation... ;_;...
Oh well... =:D
2. This is just a transition chapter... I love rain! ^.~
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