Book of Stars- Drops of Jupiter
By: BlackArmoria
Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah, blah, nothing's mine…and that sucks!!!
Author's note: Thank you reviewers. I am updating now because of your reviews, hope for more.
Phoebe: Its not ballet that she dances during the first chapter, so that is why there are flips. Sorry about the misunderstanding.
Sarah: About why he says "Jupiter", I think you'll find out in this chapter.
Myzee, viv, jenny, and Stinky-chan, thank you for reviewing and for reading.
Tsukasa trudged through the crowded streets, his mind far away, from where he was right now. He had finally found her again after so long, he had finally saw her face after the many months of endless longing, he had finally met her, this time, the second time around.
Jupiter. Her stage name, maybe that is why she had a stage name, to stay away from him, maybe even after the accident, she still wanted to run away from him. Even, yes, even if she didn't know who he was anymore.
She had grown even more beautiful, the way she carried herself, the way she walk, the way she talked, it was all the same. She was there, so near and yet he could never be able to reach her.
The sounds of giggles coming from the girls who walked passed him, mixed with the ever so familiar whispers of 'he's so handsome' or 'wow, look at him' rang through the air pulling Tsukasa from his reverie as he glared at the stupid girls looking at him, they scampered off after that.
He continued on his way, returning to the thoughts that had haunted him for days, the days that followed their "first" meeting. What if even after the accident and the amnesia, she had still wanted to run away from him? What if that is that, why she had a stage name?
He stopped under a five-story building where a crowd had gathered, he looked up towards the source the others were looking at. It was her; she was sitting against the edge like a suicidal psycho. He wanted to scream her name but found his voice caught in his throat when he heard the beautiful melody and the soft, comforting voice he had longed to hear. She was playing a guitar and singing, not a care in the world, it didn't matter who was listening or who was looking, none of that mattered. She was singing her heart out and that's the only thing that mattered.
The song continued, awing her silent audience, who stared at the beautiful girl on the roof as if she was an angel. She wore ripped jeans and a sleeveless tank, her hair blowing in the wind, her eyes closed, her fingers strumming the guitar, and her lips moving ever so slightly.
She continued strumming the guitar, letting the music slowly fade out. Her eyes opened and for the first time, she noticed her audience. The crowd clapped and whistled, asking her to sing another song, praising her and she smiled and got off the edge.
"She does that every night, and always ends with that song." Someone next to him said, looking up towards Tsukushi.
He stared at her retreating back, blinking as reality hit him. That was their song. He made his way towards the building and stood in front of the door, raising his hand to press the intercom button on the right wall when suddenly…
SLAM
"What the fuck?" Tsukasa yelled, cupping his face with his hand.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry."
He looked up realizing who had hit him in the face and his features softened, a smile once again graced his face. He wanted to stay with her longer so he had to think of an excuse, anything to drag the time.
"Shit, I have a bloody nose."
"I'm sorry, how about you come with me and we'll get something for your nose." She said, blinking her eyes and making her way towards him.
'Bingo, there's my ticket.' He thought silently, trying to fight the smile that was surfacing once again.
"Fine." he said in a mock-aggravated tone and walked ahead of her.
"Hey, can you hold on? You are much taller, so your strides are longer, I can hardly keep up. And how come you're walking ahead of me when you don't even know where we are going?" she said running towards him.
He stopped abruptly making her run into his back. "Then maybe you should hurry up. God! You walk as slow as a turtle."
"I'm sorry, but I am the one taking you to help your nose."
"Well, you're the one that hit me in the face with the door anyways."
"I already said sorry, what do you want and now I am even taking care of your precious nose." She yelled back at him.
'This brings back memories.' He thought as he stared at her.
"Well if sorry was enough, what's the use of the police?" There is was the old, familiar phrase. Maybe this would bring up some memories.
She stared dumbly at him, her eyebrows knitted together in confusion. This was her thinking face. Maybe she remembered something, maybe she remembered him.
Tsukasa stared at her expectantly, hoping she would somehow magically get back her memories in an instant. Hoping she would wrap her arms around him, hoping that she would kiss him like how she used to. Hoping for so many things.
She stared at him for a while, and then realization dawned on her. He held his breathe when she opened her mouth, waiting for the words "Tsukasa" to emerge from her lips.
"I know you! You're the guy from the other day, seriously, are you following me? What the fuck is wrong with you?"
His expectant smile turned into a frown at her words and his eyes became dark, cold, empty orbs once more. That was Tsukushi, she would let him have so much, she would give him everything he ever wanted, but before he could ever grasp it, she would let it go, letting it fall out of her hands and killing all his hopes and dreams before he could ever reach them.
She could give him so much and yet, at the same time, she could take everything away from him. That was Tsukushi, he always reach out for her, try to make her love him, but she would always push him away. She would always run away from him, she would always break his heart.
But Tsukushi had her moments too, she could take his miseries away and she could brighten his day at the sight of her. She could fill his empty heart and love him in a way no other human being can. She was his everything and he was hers.
He had always told her that they were meant to be together, that they would go through hell and back, that he would move mountains for her, and that he would go to the end of the earth for her.
She meant everything to him and more, he would give up forever to be with her. She had made him the person he was today; she was the person who changed him. She was the one who showed him he could be more than just Doumyouji Tsukasa; she showed him he could be more than just the heir to the Doumyouji Corp. She showed him what it was like to live and what it was like to love.
And he would always love her for that. If kisses were water, he would give her the sea, if hugs were leaves, he would give her a tree and if spaces were love, he would give her eternity. He would give her his very being if it could make her happy. If that was what having her back meant. He would give the world for her to love him once again.
Tsukushi stared dumbly at the man in front of her, 'crap, it's another one of those weirdoes.' She waved a hand in front of his face, apparently he had forgotten about his damaged nose. She shook his shoulders trying to bring him back to the real world; it seems he's lost in his thoughts.
Tsukushi gasped as he pulled her into a hug, his arms tightened around her waist protectively. This felt right for some reason, this guy, she couldn't recall his name but somehow, this felt right. She didn't struggle but she didn't hug him back, she just stood there, she too was lost in her own thoughts. 'Why did this feel so right?'
He breathed in the smell of her hair, the familiar smell of lavender in her hair. This was all too familiar, he could never let her go now and before he knew it, he felt tears roll down his cheeks. He lifted her chin up, moving his face closer to hers for a kiss; she stared at his lips, moving closer and closer towards her.
She snapped out of her reverie as he was just at her lips, she pushed him away and held her head. 'What was wrong with her? She didn't even know who this guy is but she had almost let him kiss her? But why did it feel so natural? Why was it so familiar?'
She looked at him in horror as he moved towards her and before she could stop herself, Tsukushi had kicked Tsukasa in his "happy" place and ran off. She wanted to get away from him, she lost all self-control around him, she couldn't think. This was too much. She had to get away.
So, how is this chapter? Please review. Tell me what you think, I still don't know the pairings but it seems like Tsukasa has the upper hand right now. Anyways, thanks for reading.