(( Author's Notes : Hi there ! This is my first fanfic so forgive me if I'm not good . . . Enjoy ! ))
Chapter 1 : Amethyst Eyes
Fujisaki's POV
She was just any ordinary street girl . Living with only herself and a small black bag-pack with a few clothes and wires . Wires you ask ? Well , she sings for money to survive . Often , I see her on my way to the NG building , where my almost look-alike cousin worked together with my band-mates from Bad Luck . I can't quite catch how she did it . All I could see was she opened a small door somewhere at the base of the said lamp post and without hesitation , she starts to connect those red , blue and yellow cords attached to the microphone with no problem at all . After it is set , she would take a deep breath and started singing with all her heart . Her amethyst eyes sparkled and were full of enthusiasm and hope . Her sweet , angelic voice echoed throughout the place . Truly , you can see that she is enjoying what she has been doing for a long time . Her black , ebony hair swayed from side to side and back and forth from her movements . I noticed that she wore that same outfit over and over . It was probably the best she has . She wore an elegant , pearly-white , ankle-lengthed skirt with a slit that reached a few inches above her knees . She also wore a white tank top and over it is a baby blue colored poncho . To be honest , she looked pretty with those on . Poor girl , even if she worked with all she had , she would only get little money . All she gets is only enough for one day's allowance . I'm such a kid . Allowance ? My god , I can't believe I just said that . But then I thought , she did look young . She didn't look like she was at the same age as Shindou-san . She was probably my age or maybe even a few years younger . I don't know , but one thing is for sure . . . the next time I see her . . . I'll make them see what she is made of .
"Fujisaki-san , why are you late for today's rehearsal ? Is something the matter ? You have never EVER been late ." my look-alike cousin asked , seated comfortably in his huge leather chair but with a hint of concern in his eyes .
I didn't know what to answer . He was right , I was never late . I can't just say 'hey , you know what , I found a very pretty girl in the streets singing with all her heart' . That would make him ask more questions that I will most probably hesitate to answer . "I just saw someone sing in the streets" I said as calmly as I can .
"On the streets ? Hmm . . . strange though . . . you never paid much attention to other people . You do but you still come here on time ." my cousin said , a smile forming on his face . "Anyway , you better go now . Bad Luck is waiting ."
I bowed in respect and quickly left the huge , spacious room filled with Nittle Grasper's awards around the walls . I have the feeling that my somewhat mischievous cousin has something up his sleeves . But what ?
I shook my head to forget about the question I just thought of as I closed the maple door behind me . Then after a brief moment of silence , I felt something like cold metal pointed at my head . As I suspected , it was Mister K . "What is it , K-san ?" I asked , with a bit of annoyance in my voice
"Why are you late ?" he asked , the weapon still aimed at my head
"Why do you care ?"
"Because I am Bad Luck's manager ."
"So what if you are ? You don't have to intrude everyone's privacy . One good example is when you played around with Shindou-san's and Eiri-san's relationship ."
I felt him put his weapon back to it's place as he spoke "But I did help them out with my connections , didn't I ?" he bragged
"Whatever . . ." I mumbled as I walked to the room we were assigned in .
It seemed forever until the practice was over . I missed a couple of keys , which was , to me , unforgivable . Hiro and Shindou-san didn't mind it , but I did . It is so unusual of me to be acting like this . What's happening to me ? I never ever missed a key . Why can't I stop thinking about that girl ? Why can't I stop worrying about if she was alright ? Or if she has eaten ? What the hell is going on !
"Fujisaki ! Fujisaki !" a man of about twenty with maroon-colored hair shook me by the shoulder , his guitar still strapped around him .
"Huh ? What ?" I snapped back to the real world .
"Aren't you going home yet ?" Hiro asked , his firm hand letting go of my shoulder .
"Oh , uh yeah . In a while , I will ."
"Do you need a ride home ?"
"No , I'll be fine ." I assured him with a smile
"Okay then . See you tomorrow ." he said , leaving to room .
I gave out a sigh and packed my portable , battery-powered keyboard to it's nifty bag . I wonder if she was still there , might as well check if she is . As I finished packing the adaptor and my personal belongings , I went straight out the door and went to the place I last saw her .
Carrying my portable keyboard , I walked towards that place she always stayed . But who are these men with blue uniform ? Don't tell me . . . the police !
I ran , still my portable keyboard in hand , to where I saw the police were . Breathing heavily , I was about to ask them what was going on but I was interrupted when I saw beating up the poor girl with their clubs . "Hey ! What do you think you are doing !" I shouted pushing the two men away from the girl .
"Stay out of this , boy ! She is stealing electricity ! It's against the law ! She has to pay up ! So move !" They shouted and I stood in front of her , my right arm spread as I carried the keyboard with my left .
"How much . I'll pay for it ." I said , still not moving from my spot .
They gave me a yellow piece paper with the amount they were asking from her . It was the exact amount that I had in my pocket . I hesitated at first but I decided to give them my money anyways . "Here ! Take it and leave ." I said handing them over the money I had for the whole week .
"Thank you . And you girl , we don't want to see you here anymore ! Got that ! Thanks to that boy , you're not going to the cellars !" They warned her and left .
"Idiots . . ." I mumbled , then I heard someone sobbing at my back . I crouched a bit and looked at the girl looking at the ground .
Before I could say a word , she leaped and clutched my shirt and started crying , making me sit flat on the floor and let go of the keyboard .
"Hey , don't cry now . . ." I said , feeling nervous . I didn't know what to do . Should I just sit there ? Should I hug her ? Darn what should I do ! What can I do to make her feel better . . .
"I'm sorry . . . You were dragged in this mess . . . They took my bag . . . and . . . my microphone . . . I don't know what to do anymore . . ." she said softly between sobs . She clutched my shirt tighter and I started to pat her head gently .
"Everything will be okay . Don't worry ." I comforted her . Then it hit me , since my keyboard comes with a microphone . And Shindou-san seldom uses that microphone , might as well let her try it . "Umm . . . miss ? You love to sing , correct ?"
She looked up at me , her once enthusiastic amethyst now looked like were pained . "Yes , I love singing ."
"Then sing . I brought my keyboard and microphone . They are battery powered so we don't need electricity to make it work . So , shall we ?" I said , as I stood and helped her back on her feet
She looked at me now a smile forming on her face . "Thank you . . . you're so kind . . ." she thanked me as I handed her the microphone connected to my keyboard .
She held it and placed it a few centimeter away from her lips . "Do you happen to know the song 'Heaven Knows'?'" she asks
"Yes , in fact I do . Is that what you want to sing ?" I asked her just to make sure . Knowing the lyrics of the song , I started to feel sort of nervous
"I'll be okay but are you fine if I sing ? Is it a nuisance ?"
"No not at all . Please sing , not for me , but for the others ."
We waited until more people were in the vicinity , and she started speaking , her enthusiasm coming back little by little "Hey , everyone ! I'm dedicating this song to all you guys out there looking for the one you love ! I hope you all enjoy this song !" then people started walking towards our direction . She signaled me to start and I did so , later , she followed .
She's always on my mind . . .
From the time I wake up 'till I close my eyes . . .
She's everywhere I go . . . she's all I know . . .
Though she's so far away . . .
It's just keeps getting stronger . . . everyday . . .
And even now she's gone . . . I'm still holdin' on . . .
"Aaaaahhhhh ! It's Fujisaki-kun !" some girls shrieked , pushing each other and arguing who gets to talk to me first . I didn't give a damn . As long as this girl was happy , I'm happy . . . Oh shit . . . What the hell am I saying . . .
So tell me where do I start . . .
'Cause it's breakin' my heart . . .
Don't wanna let her go . . .
Why is this song affecting me so much . . . It's not like I know her well . . . But what is this feeling . . . It's like my heart is being squeezed . . .
Maybe my love will come back someday . . .
Only heaven knows . . .
And maybe our hearts will find their way . . .
Only heaven knows . . .
And all I can do is hope and pray . . .
'Cause heaven knows . . .
Her voice . . . Full of emotion . . . Is it dedicated to someone ? Who was it ? Where is he ? Is he alive ? Or dead ? Damn . . . I'm thinking too much . . . But I can still manage to press the keys on my keyboard . . .
My friends keep telling me . . .
That if you really love her you've gotta set her free . . .
And even if she returns in kind . . . I'll know she's mine . . .
I wonder . . . Did Shindou-san and Hiro notice something wrong with me . . . ? I mean , I've been doing mistakes recently . . . I hope they don't find out about this . . . They'll be curious and ask a lot of questions . . . That's the last thing I want to happen . . .
But tell me where do I start . . .
'Cause it's breakin' my heart . . .
Don't wanna let her go . . .
Maybe my love will come back someday . . .
Only heaven knows . . .
And maybe our hearts will find their way . . .
But only heaven knows . . .
And all I can do is hope and pray . . .
'Cause heaven knows . . .
Why I live in despair . . .
'Cause why do I awake up dreaming . . .
I know she's never there . . .
And all this time I act so brave . . .
I'm shaking inside . . . why does it hurt me so ?
Maybe my love will come back someday . . .
Only heaven knows . . .
And maybe our hearts will find their way . . .
But only heaven knows . . .
And all I can do is hope and pray . . .
'Cause heaven knows . . .
Heaven knows . . .
Heaven knows . . .
The audience applauded , they screamed . I can see the expression in their faces that they were fascinated by her voice . She ran to me and wrapped an arm around my neck loosely and said "And also , please put your hands together for Fujisaki-san !"
"Wait . . . how come you know me ? I didn't even tell you my name yet ." I asked her , surprised that she already knew my identity .
"I sorta heard some girls scream your name ." she explained , as people handed her some cash . Some were coins , some were bills , but still they were money . I can see the overwhelming bliss in her eyes .
I looked at her as she waved to her new founded fans and thought 'I didn't know she looked prettier up close . . .'
(( Author's Notes : Please read and review . Please be honest in your reviews . If I'm not good , tell me . Honesty is the best policy ! feels sooooo old school Anyway , see you next chapter ! ))