A Song from the Silence
As narrated by Mimete
I love being an idol, I really do. Ever since I was small, it was all I wanted. It's so wonderful to be adored and worshipped by thousands of otaku. Now if those pesky pretty soldiers would just stop interfering.
Sadly, I can't tell all my wonderful fans about the real me. They know me only as Mimi Hanyu, the perfect darling idol. The real me is much different than the sweet, mild-mannered girl you'll see on TV.
I am the third girl to be inducted into the Witches 5, and the first girl Eudial ever had to complain about training (the title is honorary, Tellu was the first to say it). Although the others tease me about my low level, I think I have the most important and best job. More on that later.
Sixteen years ago, I was born into a fairy tale life. I had rich parents who made sure I never had to want for anything. I had everything that I could, and my life was I happy dream until I was nine years old.
(Hey, that sounds like a great idea for a song!)
Ever since I could read and write I've making up rhymes and poems that I later turn into songs. I keep them all in a shabby, thick little notebook that I've had for about five years. The time I really started writing down more than just couplets was when my parents began to fight.
I don't really remember just what they were fighting over, but it certainly had an adverse effect on me. Instead of doing my work at school, I was jotting down songs on spare notebook paper. I didn't answer my teachers in class. Soon, the principal brought this to the attention of my parents.
Now they began to blame each other for my difficulties at school. To escape their bickering, I was almost always in my room, furiously scribbling in my notebook or drowning out their yelling with the TV, music, or mangas I bought. Whenever I was feeling particularly depressed, I would talk out my problems with an actor or character.
My parents divorced, and my mother was given custody of me. He soon started a living Takara Jenny who was about twenty years younger than my mother. If Viluy thinks that I'm a flake, she should have met her. After a few months, they broke up, and the second bitch waltzed in.
My mother had moved away to Yokohama, but things weren't much better when I visited her each month. She had remarried another divorcee, a television producer with two screaming brats who some how became my responsibility.
One day when I had just taken the long, bored-out-of-your-skull trip to my mother's house, I arrived to find my mother and stepfather heading out for a "romantic evening", leaving me to watch the twins.
I'd had about as much crap from my parents as I could take, taking only my credit cards, my favorite manga, and (of course) my notebook, I caught a bus to the downtown retail district. I wandered around for a few hours, then stopped and wondered if I should go back to the house.
Instead of going home, I went shopping. When I first arrived at the stores, I considered dying my hair a different color, but was soon sidetracked by a new manga written by my favorite author.
I bought that, along with this cute little bag to hold all my stuff and an adorable pair of sunglasses. I also sighted a gorgeous little skirt in a store window and went in to inquire about the price, when a poem came to me.
I walked as I wrote, and soon the poem became a full-fledged song. By the time I reached the fancy dresses section, I had almost three pages of lyrics.
Across the aisle from me, I saw a frail little girl with a woman who had the kind of cleavage I'd always dreamed of having. They were bickering over what gown to buy the girl.
I didn't really think much of them right then, so I went back to humming possible tunes for my song. When I settled on one, I began to sing it out loud. The woman immediately turned her attention to me.
She walked over and introduced herself as Kaori, assistant to Professor Tomoe of Mugen Gakuen and caretaker of his daughter. She also complemented my voice and the song.
Her introduction caught me off guard. I'd heard a lot about Tomoe and his school in magazines. I knew that it was a school for geniuses and the incredibly talented. I also wondered why she cared, and asked her as much.
"Kaori" (who I now call Kaolinite) complimented me on my voice again, and asked if I wanted to do something with it.
Well, there it was, my loyal worshippers, the chance I had always dreamed of. How could I have said no?
I don't remember much of our trip to Professor Tomoe's labs, as I was so excited. Actually, the idea of making me into an idol belonged to the professor, as Kaolinite only recognized my power potential.
Of course, I had the experience with the 'pool that all of us seemed to have. Soon after that, Kaolinite began training me to use my voice. Yes, that's where my powers lie. I'm not as strong as Eudial or Tellu, but I work in more subtle ways. The songs I sing can depress, uplift, control, bring together and even kill. No wonder everyone loves me.
When I finished my voice instruction, I met Eudial. We trained together, and were good friends, but, that was before our little "snail" incident. It was her fault entirely, and I can't see why she got so upset. Now I just wish she would bite the dust so I can take over.
But that's not important to me.
The next witch to join was Viluy, who has nothing but disdain for me. I don't exactly hold a very high opinion of her, either. She's workaholic and destructive, not to mention her bitchy temper.
After her came Tellu, the human Miracle-Gro. She's about the best company around, when I'm not off and socializing with my equals (other celebrities and such). She tells me all sorts of gossip, and I give her all the rumors I know. If anything, she has kept me sane through all the anger and hatred inside.
Tellu is also very funny. Not in the comedian sense, but in her actions. I'm sure she has this crush major on Viluy, but never does or says anything about it. I just guess she isn't willing to risk the other witch's aforementioned temper.
Yet another wonderful idea for a song! I'll just have to make some minor changes, and it can go on my next album.
I'm sure you'll all simply love it.
And that's what matters to me.
Being adored.