02 Melodious Homage: #2: Flavor Of The Week
Authors note: #2 In the series, this one is Takeru (T.k.) 'S, and I really like the song, it's American Hi-Fi's "Flavor Of The Week." By the by, "mmmm" is my little kiss noise. =D
Rain pounds downtown Tokyo, and the buildings slide past the camera until one remains in the center, we zoom in on Kari as the guitars start going. She's in the bathroom.
(She paints her nails, and she don't know, he's got her best friend on the phone.)
She walks out with a towel wrapped around her head, as she rounds the corner to her room she trips and falls on a pile of clothes.
(She'll wash her hair. His dirty clothes, are all he gives to her.)
She picks them up and dumps the on his bed, then she looks at the walls and sighs as she leaves.
(And he's got posters on the wall, of all the girls he wish she was, and he means everything to her.)
We switch to a club where we see a young man dancing with a few girls. Meet, Yashiro, Kari's boyfriend.
(Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything, about her.)
Enter Takeru, he sighs as he watches the drugs passed around to Yashiro, which he gleefully accepts.
(He's too stoned. Nintendo. I wish that I could make her see. She's just the flavor of the week.)
As Takeru walks through the door, it changes into the door of Yashiro's apartment, which Kari is waiting by, tapping her watch. He walks through and sits on the couch. Turns the T.V. on. " . . .What are you all dressed up for?"
(It's Friday night. She's all alone. He's a million miles away.)
Kari moves over to the mirror to inspect her dress once more. "We have a date remember?"
(She's dressed to kill, but the T.V.'s on. He's connected to the sound.)
"Yashiro!"
"Uh yeah . . . I don't feel good, why don't we stay in okay?"
Angrily she storms off, slamming the door shut on his room as she goes by.
(And he's got pictures on the wall, of all the girls he's loved before.)
As she does, a mountain of CDs falls over.
(And she knows all his favorite songs.)
She sits on her bed and cries.
(Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything about her. He's too stoned. Nintendo.)
Takeru sees her in school the next day, he can tell she's been crying, it feels like a knife in his heart.
(I wish that I could make her see. She's just the flavor of the week.)
He wants to talk to her, but something is holding him back. What is it? He loves her . . . so . . . why can't he say something?
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Kari walks down the halls of the school and sees Yashiro making out with another girl, right in-front of her. She barely even hears his kiss muffled speech as she runs down the hall crying. "Heh heh, yeah, Kari, mmmm, I think we should see . . . mmm, other mmm people!"
(Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything about her.)
Takeru comes to comfort her. A shoulder to cry on.
(He's too stoned.)
(He's too stoned.)
(He's too stoned.)
(He's too stoned.)
(Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything, about her. He's too stoned. Nintendo. I wish that I could make her see. She's just the flavor of the week.)
Takeru lifts up her chin, her tear-filled eyes are puzzled.
(Yeah she's the flavor of the week.)
He smiles and kisses her.
(She makes me weak . . .)
Well, I tried my hardest, so I wanna hear your guys's death threats to Yashiro! (I honestly make these names up on the spot.) The next one is . . .uh . . .a . . .surprise, but I give you a hint! His name rhymes with "Daisuke." =P
