Hey! Here's the third chapter! Here's a reviewer!
D-Yai - Sorry if I didn't get your name right, but thanks! I hope you like my fic! You won't be disappointed after reading the entire thing!
But thats the only reviwer. :-( oh well, non-reviewers'll be sorry! okay, here's chapter 3!
Disclaimer: Don't own Kodocha. And I don't own the songs featured in this chapter. Except for the one Sana sings at the club.
J-Rock-Japanese Rock Malice Mizer-A J-Rock band
********** Chapter 3 - The Singing Gig
"Wake up, Sana!" called Natsumi's soft yet loud voice. Sana looked up and saw her face looking down on her. "Boo!" she said playfully, as she got out of the way and let Sana get up. As she got out of her bed, she saw everyone else sitting at the breakfast table looking at her, except Hayama, who acted as if nothing had happened, eating his sausages and eggs, drinking his orange juice. A true American breakfast. He got up and went upstairs to change. All of them still had pajamas on. Sana looked at her Chickie Dance (A/N: It's not real, I hope) watch. "It's already 6 p.m.?!?! I way overslept! She turned to Natsumi. "Why didn't you wake me up sooner?!?" "It's 6 a.m.stupid." she answered. Everyone laughed.
Hayama made his way down the main stairs, dressed in going-out clothes. He sat down on the couch and turned on the television. "Ey, Natsumi?" he called. "Wha, Aki?" He turned to Natsumi. "Don't ever call me that again!!!!! Or else..." he said in an angry voice. He turned back to the television and asked (as if nothing had happened) "Do you have any Japanese channels?" "Press butto...." "I know how to change that channel, I'm just askin' if you've got any Japanese channels!" Natsumi answered in an annoyed voice, "300-310." She waited for a thank you from Hayama. "Your welcome, Aki." she finally said. She heard Hayama curse under her breath and throw the remote down to the floor. Sana turned to Mr. Hayama to see if he would stand up to stop the arguing. He just kept to himself and didn't stop talking to Rei about whatever they were talking about.
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"Dub-I-Dub I Diddi Dub Boop Boop, Dub-I-Dub I Diddi Yeahah!" Fuka and Aya sung and danced along to the song playing on the radio. (A/N: I know hearing Dub-I-Dub on the radio is very unlikely) They were driving on the freeway. Sana wasn't paying attention. She was looking at the script to her movie. Natsumi was reading the map for her father, who was driving. Hayama and Tsuyoshi were listening to J-Rock on their CD players. Sana could hear Malice Mizer through Tsuyoshi's. It reminded her of home. Tokyo. Japan. Asia. "Ah..." She sighed at the thought of Tokyo. She became calmed at this thought. She fell into another deep sleep.
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"Hold me...whatever lies beyond this morning...." a voice sang in Sana's dream. She loved this song. "Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight, it's hard tonight...." Sana sang along. Suddenly the flowing song turned into a soft lullaby. Sana felt young, helpless. She felt like she was being cradled by a mother's loving arms. But not Mariko's. "Mama....save me....from my misery......" she choked. "Mama! Don't leave!" She now felt alone and still. She broke down crying. She was in a dark violet void. It was swirling around her colapsed body. "Ma....ma.....NO!!!!"
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"SANA!"
"Sana, we're here!" Sana's eyes opened quickly. Hayama was on top of her, like when she had to wake her up at home. "The others are alredy at the set. They're all waiting for you. Why were you crying?" "Huh?!" Hayama touched her face and showed her his hand. It was glowing with the water of her tears. He gave her a napkin to blow her nose. "Are you sure you're alright?" he asked. Sana sat up. "Yeah.." she answered, now wiping off her face with her fists.Hayama didn't get off her, not even after she tried getting up.
'Bup bup bup bup..' Hayama leaned closer. 'Bup bup bup...' He pushed Sana forward to come closer. 'Bup...' Their lips touched. Sana didn't want to reject another kiss. She took this one...."Akito?!?!?" They seperated their lips and looked out the door. A confused Natsumi was standing there. "Oooohhh...Aki's got a girlfriend! Aki's got a girlfriend!" she chanted. Hayama got off Sana and they both ran off. Sana, torward the studio and Hayama, just into the street. Natsumi ran after him. Since she was about 16 now, she had longer legs and was able to catch up to and grab him before he went into the busy street. "What's wrong with you, Akito?" she asked loudly. She dragged him up to the studio.
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"Places people!" the director said in english. Sana understood this and took her seat on the set. "Aaaanddd! Action!" All the boys that were sitting down now got up, some stood on their desks, others started to throw random things around. "E--ver---y--one!" exclaimed the teacher. "STOP! Keiko, you're the only one not doing anything, make them stop!" "What? No, I can't. I'm doing my homework." Sana answered in Japanese. "English!" said the teacher. "English!" said Sana in english. One of the boys sniggered and threw a paper airplane in Sana's direction. He shouted "Timber!". This was Sana's que (A/N: dunno the spelling) She grabbed it in midair and crushed it. "AAAANNNDDD CUT!" the director exclaimed. "Great job people!"
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"Don't you have a singing gig later, Sana?" Rei asked. "Mmmhhhmmm..." Sana hummed. They were sitting in the van, going back to Los Angeles. Natsumi was completely quiet, nodding her head to the music, humming the tune to herself. Aya and Fuka were fast asleep while Hayama and Tsuyoshi were reading some manga. "We're here!" said Mr. Hayama as he stopped and got out of the car. No one moved. "Come on guys, or I'll lock you in." Everyone rushed out the door. Mr. Hayama gave a little laugh and went to unlock the door of the house. "When is your 'gig', Sana?" Mr. Hayama asked while unlocking the door, putting his hands up and moving his fingers to create an emphasis-thing on the word gig. "Rei!" Sana called. "Wha?!" "When's my gig?" "Tonight at 7!" "Kai!" Rei got back to taking some things out of the van, while everyone else got inside the house.
"Do you guys wanna take a nap or somethin'?" asked Natsumi boredly. "I'm going out. With some friends." "We wanna go to Disneyland!" exclaimed Aya, Fuka and Sana excitedly. "You have a gig later." said Mr. Hayama. "And you're friends have to fo your makeup and stuff." "Aw..." the groaned together. They got excited again. "Can we go tomorrow?" Mr. Hayama laughed. "For 13 year old girls," he said. "You're very excited about Disneyland. Oh, I guess we could go." "YAY!" the shouted. "Owww...." groaned a voice. They had forgotten that Hisae had an ear infection and they couldn't yell in the house. "Well, I guess we sleep.....?" suggested Aya. They all agreed and went onto their cots.
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"If...."
Sana was singing on the stage of the Namuri Club (A/N: dunno if there's such a place) singing. She wore a sparkling white turtleneck shirt with a cream white long skirt that had a leaf printed on it in light purple. She wore a beutiful white ribbon around the bun in her hair. She sang in Japanese, since it was a Japanese club. There was a large crowd of homesick Japanese people outside just wanting to see Sana.
"I coud make up for the times I made you sad...."
Her escort was sitting in the front. Aya and Fuka were dreamily listening, looking like they would doze off any minute. Tsuyoshi was alert and looking around for any suspisous activity, since he was Sana's bodyguard. Hayama was looking like he'd fall asleep, but his eyes were wide open on Sana. Rei and Mr. Hayama were smiling and giving her thumbs up. Hisae, who had partly recovered was smiling, but had her hands cupped on her ears to hear better. Natsumi was acting much like Rei and her father.
"If...."
The only sound other than Sana's singing was people ordering drinks.
"Time could slow down, I would make you happy...."
The tension in the club got higher and higher...
"And if....."
Someone lifted up their hand, and in it was what looked like a gun.
"You could help me take my life back....."
A shot fired.
"Take me away....."
People panicked.
"Try to explain...."
Sana ducked. But she got back up.
"Why I'm like...."
"Ugh..." She jerked.
"This...."
"This is my...." she choked in to get this last word, "Destiny...."
"SANA!" Rei shouted in a panicked voice. He ran up onto the stage and took Sana's unconsious body. Everyone else went to see what had happened. "Sana...." muttered Hayama sadly.
"Rush her to the hospital!" people shouted. In a flash an ambulance was at the scene. "Hurry!"
There was a rush of panic. People screamed more. The ambulance left to leave the police to finding out who shot her.
D-Yai - Sorry if I didn't get your name right, but thanks! I hope you like my fic! You won't be disappointed after reading the entire thing!
But thats the only reviwer. :-( oh well, non-reviewers'll be sorry! okay, here's chapter 3!
Disclaimer: Don't own Kodocha. And I don't own the songs featured in this chapter. Except for the one Sana sings at the club.
J-Rock-Japanese Rock Malice Mizer-A J-Rock band
********** Chapter 3 - The Singing Gig
"Wake up, Sana!" called Natsumi's soft yet loud voice. Sana looked up and saw her face looking down on her. "Boo!" she said playfully, as she got out of the way and let Sana get up. As she got out of her bed, she saw everyone else sitting at the breakfast table looking at her, except Hayama, who acted as if nothing had happened, eating his sausages and eggs, drinking his orange juice. A true American breakfast. He got up and went upstairs to change. All of them still had pajamas on. Sana looked at her Chickie Dance (A/N: It's not real, I hope) watch. "It's already 6 p.m.?!?! I way overslept! She turned to Natsumi. "Why didn't you wake me up sooner?!?" "It's 6 a.m.stupid." she answered. Everyone laughed.
Hayama made his way down the main stairs, dressed in going-out clothes. He sat down on the couch and turned on the television. "Ey, Natsumi?" he called. "Wha, Aki?" He turned to Natsumi. "Don't ever call me that again!!!!! Or else..." he said in an angry voice. He turned back to the television and asked (as if nothing had happened) "Do you have any Japanese channels?" "Press butto...." "I know how to change that channel, I'm just askin' if you've got any Japanese channels!" Natsumi answered in an annoyed voice, "300-310." She waited for a thank you from Hayama. "Your welcome, Aki." she finally said. She heard Hayama curse under her breath and throw the remote down to the floor. Sana turned to Mr. Hayama to see if he would stand up to stop the arguing. He just kept to himself and didn't stop talking to Rei about whatever they were talking about.
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"Dub-I-Dub I Diddi Dub Boop Boop, Dub-I-Dub I Diddi Yeahah!" Fuka and Aya sung and danced along to the song playing on the radio. (A/N: I know hearing Dub-I-Dub on the radio is very unlikely) They were driving on the freeway. Sana wasn't paying attention. She was looking at the script to her movie. Natsumi was reading the map for her father, who was driving. Hayama and Tsuyoshi were listening to J-Rock on their CD players. Sana could hear Malice Mizer through Tsuyoshi's. It reminded her of home. Tokyo. Japan. Asia. "Ah..." She sighed at the thought of Tokyo. She became calmed at this thought. She fell into another deep sleep.
**********
"Hold me...whatever lies beyond this morning...." a voice sang in Sana's dream. She loved this song. "Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight, it's hard tonight...." Sana sang along. Suddenly the flowing song turned into a soft lullaby. Sana felt young, helpless. She felt like she was being cradled by a mother's loving arms. But not Mariko's. "Mama....save me....from my misery......" she choked. "Mama! Don't leave!" She now felt alone and still. She broke down crying. She was in a dark violet void. It was swirling around her colapsed body. "Ma....ma.....NO!!!!"
**********
"SANA!"
"Sana, we're here!" Sana's eyes opened quickly. Hayama was on top of her, like when she had to wake her up at home. "The others are alredy at the set. They're all waiting for you. Why were you crying?" "Huh?!" Hayama touched her face and showed her his hand. It was glowing with the water of her tears. He gave her a napkin to blow her nose. "Are you sure you're alright?" he asked. Sana sat up. "Yeah.." she answered, now wiping off her face with her fists.Hayama didn't get off her, not even after she tried getting up.
'Bup bup bup bup..' Hayama leaned closer. 'Bup bup bup...' He pushed Sana forward to come closer. 'Bup...' Their lips touched. Sana didn't want to reject another kiss. She took this one...."Akito?!?!?" They seperated their lips and looked out the door. A confused Natsumi was standing there. "Oooohhh...Aki's got a girlfriend! Aki's got a girlfriend!" she chanted. Hayama got off Sana and they both ran off. Sana, torward the studio and Hayama, just into the street. Natsumi ran after him. Since she was about 16 now, she had longer legs and was able to catch up to and grab him before he went into the busy street. "What's wrong with you, Akito?" she asked loudly. She dragged him up to the studio.
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"Places people!" the director said in english. Sana understood this and took her seat on the set. "Aaaanddd! Action!" All the boys that were sitting down now got up, some stood on their desks, others started to throw random things around. "E--ver---y--one!" exclaimed the teacher. "STOP! Keiko, you're the only one not doing anything, make them stop!" "What? No, I can't. I'm doing my homework." Sana answered in Japanese. "English!" said the teacher. "English!" said Sana in english. One of the boys sniggered and threw a paper airplane in Sana's direction. He shouted "Timber!". This was Sana's que (A/N: dunno the spelling) She grabbed it in midair and crushed it. "AAAANNNDDD CUT!" the director exclaimed. "Great job people!"
**********
"Don't you have a singing gig later, Sana?" Rei asked. "Mmmhhhmmm..." Sana hummed. They were sitting in the van, going back to Los Angeles. Natsumi was completely quiet, nodding her head to the music, humming the tune to herself. Aya and Fuka were fast asleep while Hayama and Tsuyoshi were reading some manga. "We're here!" said Mr. Hayama as he stopped and got out of the car. No one moved. "Come on guys, or I'll lock you in." Everyone rushed out the door. Mr. Hayama gave a little laugh and went to unlock the door of the house. "When is your 'gig', Sana?" Mr. Hayama asked while unlocking the door, putting his hands up and moving his fingers to create an emphasis-thing on the word gig. "Rei!" Sana called. "Wha?!" "When's my gig?" "Tonight at 7!" "Kai!" Rei got back to taking some things out of the van, while everyone else got inside the house.
"Do you guys wanna take a nap or somethin'?" asked Natsumi boredly. "I'm going out. With some friends." "We wanna go to Disneyland!" exclaimed Aya, Fuka and Sana excitedly. "You have a gig later." said Mr. Hayama. "And you're friends have to fo your makeup and stuff." "Aw..." the groaned together. They got excited again. "Can we go tomorrow?" Mr. Hayama laughed. "For 13 year old girls," he said. "You're very excited about Disneyland. Oh, I guess we could go." "YAY!" the shouted. "Owww...." groaned a voice. They had forgotten that Hisae had an ear infection and they couldn't yell in the house. "Well, I guess we sleep.....?" suggested Aya. They all agreed and went onto their cots.
**********
"If...."
Sana was singing on the stage of the Namuri Club (A/N: dunno if there's such a place) singing. She wore a sparkling white turtleneck shirt with a cream white long skirt that had a leaf printed on it in light purple. She wore a beutiful white ribbon around the bun in her hair. She sang in Japanese, since it was a Japanese club. There was a large crowd of homesick Japanese people outside just wanting to see Sana.
"I coud make up for the times I made you sad...."
Her escort was sitting in the front. Aya and Fuka were dreamily listening, looking like they would doze off any minute. Tsuyoshi was alert and looking around for any suspisous activity, since he was Sana's bodyguard. Hayama was looking like he'd fall asleep, but his eyes were wide open on Sana. Rei and Mr. Hayama were smiling and giving her thumbs up. Hisae, who had partly recovered was smiling, but had her hands cupped on her ears to hear better. Natsumi was acting much like Rei and her father.
"If...."
The only sound other than Sana's singing was people ordering drinks.
"Time could slow down, I would make you happy...."
The tension in the club got higher and higher...
"And if....."
Someone lifted up their hand, and in it was what looked like a gun.
"You could help me take my life back....."
A shot fired.
"Take me away....."
People panicked.
"Try to explain...."
Sana ducked. But she got back up.
"Why I'm like...."
"Ugh..." She jerked.
"This...."
"This is my...." she choked in to get this last word, "Destiny...."
"SANA!" Rei shouted in a panicked voice. He ran up onto the stage and took Sana's unconsious body. Everyone else went to see what had happened. "Sana...." muttered Hayama sadly.
"Rush her to the hospital!" people shouted. In a flash an ambulance was at the scene. "Hurry!"
There was a rush of panic. People screamed more. The ambulance left to leave the police to finding out who shot her.