Celestial Notes
What's up everyone? I just published this story, and already I am at chapter 4! I just can't stop cranking chapters out! I don't update based on the reviews I get, I update whenever I want. Look at me. It's all about the "I" today. I need to go and calm down…. Anywho, on with the chappie! Oh, by the way () indicate Yai's thoughts.
Yai walked inside Hiro's apartment, looking around. It was considerably small, but cozy. There was a guitar sitting near the couch, and a whole mess of paper sitting on the table. "You can put your stuff anywhere. It doesn't matter." Hiro said, clearing off the table. The papers clearly had words and musical notes written on them. "I didn't know you wrote songs." Yai said, looking at the paper. Hiro blushed a little as he put the papers in a neat stack. "Well, we mainly leave that to Shuichi, but sometimes I try to write some lyrics." Yai read the papers. "These aren't bad. Have you ever gotten Shindou-san to sing these?" Hiro looked at her. "Not really… I sometimes bring them to practice, but I never let anyone see them." Yai put the papers back in the stack, then continued looking around. "Where did you come from?" Hiro asked, putting her bags in the corner of the room. "Springfield, Illinois. It's the capital, but it's nowhere as big a Chicago." Yai murmured. Hiro walked over to her and her drumsticks. "How old are you anyway? You don't look 18." "I'm 17. My birthday was in September." Hiro smiled at her. (God… he had a cute smile…)"Well, you can stay as long as you want. By the way, are you hungry?" Yai sat down, staring at her drumsticks. "Yai, did you hear me?" Still no answer. "Yai, what's wrong?" Hiro came and sat down next to her. "Well, for my 16th birthday last year, my best friend Lisa gave me these drumsticks. You see 3 of my best friends and me started Fallen Angel because we loved music, and we promised that we would always be there for each other. However, it started falling apart, around 2 years ago." Hiro put his arm around her. "You can tell me whatever you want." Yai looked at him and started to talk. "My friend Toni moved to New York because her dad got a job transfer. She was the lead singer and founder of the group. We kept up a long distance friendship, but eventually, we lost touch. Last year, she moved back, and she was different. She seemed far away." Hiro nodded. "How was she different?" Yai sighed. "Well, she didn't seem to want to sing. As it turned out, something happened with her voice and she could never sing again. We were devastated Anyway, my friend Lisa took over as lead singer, and that worked fine for a while." Hiro was still listening. "What happened with Lisa?" Yai continued talking. " I used to play the flute for the group, but Lisa wanted me to play drums. I tried it, and liked it, and Lisa made me the drummer. She became very bossy, and mean all the time. We stopped practicing for about 2 months." Hiro got up. "You want something to drink?" "I hope I'm not just babbling on and on…" Hiro handed her a Coke. "No, this is interesting." He said, opening his drink. "Keep going." "We disbanded for a year. There was just too much tension between everyone. Anyway on my 16th birthday, Lisa, Toni, and the guitarist, Fiona gave me a pair of drumsticks. We started the band up again. It was great. I guess we needed time away from each other." Hiro put his arm around Yai again. "Why is this sad then?" Yai got tears in her eyes. "Well, just when we were getting our old style back, I decided to come here. I wanted to play in a J-pop group. My friends understood, but I feel, as if I've let them down." "Are they still together?" Hiro inquired softly. "I don't know, all I know is I feel so guilty about leaving them." Yai started to cry. "It's just like it was a few years ago." Hiro hugged her tightly. "Yai, have you ever had a boyfriend?" Yai looked up in alarm. "No, I've been too busy with Fallen Angel, and besides, I'm too introverted for that." "Well, Yai, it's just that.. I.." "Hiroshi, what's up with your face?" Yai looked nervous. "I really like you. I mean, I know that we just met, but…" Yai spit out her drink in shock. "I know. It's kind of crazy." Hiro went to clean up the mess. "Yai, what I'm trying to ask you is if you would consider going out with me. I know it would be strange, considering we're band mates and all, but I really think you and I would go well together." "It's just that.. I've never had a boyfriend before. I mean, I know that's weird, considering my age but it's true." Hiro hugged her again. "I'm not asking you that just yet, although I really would like that." Yai pulled away from him. "Okay, fine. I guess it would be okay…" He smiled. "Anyway, are you hungry?" Yai smiled and nodded. "Hell yeah. That airline food sucked." (Oh crap! I really like Hiroshi too, but I can't let him know how I feel. It might screw up my performance.) 'Oh, by the way, don't let Fallen Angel bother you. Just be happy with what you have now." That did it. He was so kind. Yai walked over to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks for listening." Hiro leaned over and rufflled her hair. "You're welcome."
"When do we get to meet Yai?" Ryuichi was bouncing off the wall. "Soon. Whenever Bad Luck rehearses again." Tohma said calmly. "Yay! I can't wait!"
Celestial Conclusion:
WHEW! I think I did pretty damn well this time. I had no idea I was going to get so involved with Yai-chan's background, I didn't get to incorporate Nittle Grasper as much as I had initially wanted to. But I promise that next chapter, I will get them in the picture. I SWEAR!!!!! Good-bye for now!