Chapter 3: CJ's weird idea
"We should go inside again." CJ suggested after Michiru had stopped crying. "Jerry will think that we killed each other." Michiru giggled. "Yeah, probably. Let's go." The two of them headed back into the office where Jerry was running around in circles. "There you are!" he called out when the two women entered the room. "I already thought..." "That we killed each other." CJ completed the sentence. "Come on, dumbhead, let's go on." Michiru just grinned, although she still minded a little that CJ called her dumbhead all the time, and answered: "Let's rock!"
"What about It's raining men?" Michiru suggested after two hours of senseless talking about the right song. "That's a good idea!" CJ agreed. "There's a part for the violin and one for e-guitar." "And you can sing." Jerry told CJ. Suddenly a heavy sweatdrop appeared over the blonde's head. "Waitaminute. Sing? Me? I can't sing. I'm an e-guitar player, but I can't sing." CJ freaked out. "Hey, I have an idea." Michiru called out. "Why don't we make an instrumental version? I could play the usual tune with my violin, and CJ plays the melody of the text with her e-guitar." "Yeah, that's a very good idea." CJ agreed, and Jerry also found that it was good. "We'll try tomorrow. Now let's go home." "Excuse me!" CJ asked. "Could I just take one call before I go?" "Sure." Jerry agreed, and CJ skipped over to the phone. She quickly dialled, and after a few seconds, a pleased grin appeared on her face. "Hello? This is CJ Harris speaking...yes, the musician CJ Harris. Listen...."
"Whom did you call?" Michiru asked when CJ came out of the office. CJ jumped; she didn't think that Michiru would have waited for her. "Erm, nobody. Let's go!" She quickly shooed the violinist out of the concert hall, a mischief grin on her face. "Now tell me." Michiru demanded. "What are you up to?" "Me? Nothing. Look at my innocent face, I'm an angel." CJ answered while a holy shine appeared over her head. "Yeah right." Michiru answered. "See you tomorrow, CJ." "Yeah, see you." CJ jumped into her car and sped off, leaving Michiru wandering what she had planned.
The next morning, CJ, Michiru and Jerry met in the studio to try their first song together. "Okay, here are the notes. CJ, yours are the one on the upper line, Michiru, you play those below. Everything clear?" "Yep. You ready, Michiru?" CJ asked. "Ready when you are." "Okay." Jerry left the room and took a seat outside, watching his two musicians through the glas window. "One...two...three!" CJ counted, and Michiru started to play. The noted flowed through the room like the waves of the sea, and when CJ joined her with the e-guitar, it was as if Haruka stood next to her. They both got lost in the song, both playing their best. When they finished, Jerry was gobsmacked. "That...that was perfect! Unbelieveable!" CJ wiped the sweat from her brow. "Thanks, boss." "Michiru is playing tonight." Jerry remembered. "Why don't you play that song, too?" "Yeah, why not." Michiru answered. CJ just nodded. "Okay. But, I gotta go now." she stated. Jerry gave his permission, and CJ quickly left. "She's up to something." Jerry mused. "I know her long enough to know that." "Yeah, I had this feeling yesterday." Michiru answered. "She had this weird grin on her face." Both sat there, just staring at each other and wondering what CJ planned.
The same time, CJ sat in her apartment, talking on the phone – to no one else than Haruka Tenou herself. "Dammit, Haruka, I just want you to watch her concert on TV!" CJ yelled into the phone. When Haruka yelled back, she held the receiver away from her ear. "Don't you yell at me!" she demanded after Haruka was finished. "But you are yelling too!" Haruka pouted. "I'm not, dork. Now listen to me. All I want you to do is watch Michiru's concert on TV! That's not that much, isn't it?" "You don't understand." Haruka answered softly. "I miss her so much, I can't stand watching her, even if it's just on TV." "Then come here and talk to her!" CJ grinned from ear to ear; her plan worked out well. She had pretended not to know Haruka when Michiru had told her the whole story, but in fact they knew each other really well. "I can't!" Haruka answered, freaking out. "What if she doesn't want to see me? What if she kicks me out? What if..." "What if a meteor comes down and falls on your head." CJ taunted her. "Haruka, the girl loves you. She was practically swooning over me...until she realised that I'm not you. You should've seen the look on her face. I thought that she was going to cry." "Really?" Haruka asked, a hint of hope in her voice. "Yeah. Come on, Haru-chan. Get your ass into the next plane and come here." "No." Haruka answered. "I can't. I'm sorry, CJ. Thanks for trying." And she hung up the phone. "Dammit!" CJ shouted, grabbing her phone and throwing it through the living room. "Okay." she tried to calm herself down. "So plan A didn't work. Let's try plan B, then." She left her apartment and headed in the direction of Seattle's biggest radio station.
Haruka put down her phone, staring at it for a very long time. "The girl loves you." CJ's voice echoed in her mind. "Could it be?" she asked herself out loud. "I want Michiru more than anything...could it be that she still loves me?" Suddenly Haruka made her decision, and she called at the travel agency. "Hello? This is Haruka Tenou speaking...I want to know when the next flight to Seattle is available."