Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Gravi.
Authors Notes: Nothing new... but I warn you for the next chapter.
Noriko's Story
Falling out, breaking up.
Can you ever truly fall out of love? Or is it that you unconsciously realize it was only lust and need and then you release one another? When the love, true love, is just in bloom, can you let go, so as to save yourself from the trials and tribulations that would lie ahead?
Are we all so stuck in the continual circle of love and hate and patching it all up, that we can no longer see what we want? Or are we put off by the looming threat of fixing and mending and putting the pieces back together again and again?
I still don't know the answers. I have found none. Or maybe it's just that I've found none I like. The tumultuous relationships that life had in store for me seemed only a small amount of pain compared to the weight of these questions. Less final.
I don't do well with final, so I start from the beginning… over and over and over again.
The First Leak, The First Patch
It was lunch time the day after our first performance. I knew Tohma and Ryuichi had the same lunch as me, so I felt it my duty to search them out. Patch things up. Something had happened last night between Ryuichi and Tohma and it was keeping us from being together.
I found Tohma outside under a tree, deep in thought, not touching his food, staring at his books. I wondered if he was always like this when something was on his mind.
"Tohma?" I asked quietly, moving to his front, biting my lip. "How are you?"
Should I mention Ryuichi? Was it a safe topic or not?
I hated not knowing.
"I'm great, Nori-chan," he said with a kind smile.
He removed his coat, laying it down next to him, offering it to me as a seat which I had gladly accepted.
"Sorry about running out yesterday… like I did. I didn't mean to just leave you there stranded," he apologized.
"That's okay," I told him, sitting down beside him, cross-legged. "You left your board there though... it's in my car. I hope you don't mind."
I went gone back to pick it up along with mine after finding Ryuichi. Everything felt broken now, and I wasn't like the feeling at all. The sharp memory of the music we had created last night tugged at my heart.
Somehow... being apart like this wasn't right.
"What happened last night?"
"Ryuichi and I got into a small fight," he said, stopping there. Apparently the details were private.
"I ended up saying horrible things, and he… left," Tohma said softly.
"Oh," I sighed quietly, looking over to Ryuichi spot. "Does this mean we can't play anymore?"
That thought broke my heart, but not more than seeing Ryuichi struggle with the papers, movements proving he was distracted or agitated.
Maybe it had all been a bad idea after all…
Tohma turned to stare at Ryuichi. "I don't know. If he can forgive me for saying the harsh things, perhaps we can play together again. With the way he ran away, I don't know if he will even let me approach him. I could try… but, I'm scared."
I gave him a faint smile and rested a hand on his.
"Want me to go over with you?" I offered, hoping that my last thought was wrong.
He gave me a pleading look. "Go over and ask him how mad he is at me."
"No problem," I said, getting up, brushing grass off my skirt.
I went over to Ryuichi, plopping down next to him, poking his side.
"Hey, Ryu!" I said, cheerfully. "What's going on?"
"Nothing and don't poke me please." he said, not looking up from the notepad where he was drawing little bunnies around the English version of Tohma's name.
"Sure," I answered, trying not to lose the cheerful attitude. "So... how mad are you at Tohma?"
Straight, blunt and to the point. Not the best way, perhaps, but it was my way. I hated people who would beat around the bush.
Ryuichi turned to stare at me before returning to his notepad, not saying anything.
I watched as he began to scribble a little more frantically.
"Ryuichi... are you even mad at him?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
To me, he seemed more nervous than mad. Maybe it was all some big misunderstanding.
He started stabbing the eyes on the bunnies, ripping through the paper.
"Ryu," I said sternly, stopping him from stabbing the paper. "Talk to me. Tohma is upset about what happened. He want's to say sorry, but he's afarid you're so mad, you won't give him the chance."
There, it was all out now. I had wanted to keep that part hidden, in case Tohma didn't want Ryuichi to know, but it was a little too late.
I squeezed his hand gently. "Are you mad at Tohma?"
"Considering I either want to shove him down and worship what I'm sure is a beautiful cock or ride him until we both pass out, I would guess that's a no." he snapped, glaring.
"Don't take that tone with me," I said frowning, snatching my hand away.
Why was he being so rude to me? I hadn't done anything wrong to him.
I sighed, looking apologetic. "So, will you let him apologize, and let all be right with the world again?"
He sighed, nodding. "He apologizes and the world moves on." he muttered, leaning back against the tree.
"Good," I said shortly, getting up and going back over to Tohma. "He said he isn't mad, but you should apologize anyway," I told him stiffly, leaning against his tree.
I wasn't going back over to Ryuichi. This was best left to them, and I didn't want to deal with that attitude again.
"Really?" he asked perked, though looking at me a little funny. Carefully shoving his books inside of his bag, he went Ryuichi. It was slow, his eyes staring at the boy as if he had all the confidence in the world.
I gave a snort, watching from the distance, trying not to glower, but unable to help it.
Watch, I told myself. Ryu's gonna get all bouncy, completely dropping the bastard act he pulled with me.
I watched, smiling slightly as I knew what was probably going to happen. Well, at least they were all together again. I turned away, heading back inside, wondering what was going to happen in music class today as I sat with a few other friends inside.
I saw them walk down a hallway from the cafeteria, the noise just an annoying buzz as my eyes followed them.
I guess all would be fine come, music class. One could only hope.
I was sitting at a desk in the back of music class, the teacher droning off on things I already knew. Rested my chin in hand, staring out the window as my other hand doodled aimlessly. I couldn't help but glance at the clock.
Late, late, late.
Tohma was never late, and suddenly with Ryu he was? I held back a giggle. I knew what happened.
Tohma winked at Ryuichi when they walked into the doorway, unclasping their hands since the two of them had to part to take their seats. Tohma slipped into the desk next to me, smiling.
Leaning over to me, he whispered, "We're going to play together again."
Ryuichi finally got assigned his seat which was on the other side of me. He waited until the teacher wasn't looking before throwing Kuma at me gently. He then turned his attention back to the teacher, looking innocent.
I flashed him a grin, happy about the decision and then bit my lip in trying to hold back a giggle as she watched Tohma squirm in his seat. I'd been right! I glanced at Ryuichi, after he tossed kuma at me. He looked pleased with himself.
I was happy for them. And, at least we'd all be together if nothing else.
"So... should we go again tonight then?" I whispered back.
Tohma leaned forward to gaze at Ryuichi, making the decision for the both of them.
"Yes!" he said with soft eagerness. He seemed to be addictive. "Tonight. You, me, and Ryu. I need out of the house more. Business law is boring me to death."
"Then give it up," Ryuichi said, shrugging.
I had to agree.
I could barely contain herself from cheering. I didn't think today could get any better.
"Alright, same thing as yesterday, my car, blah, blah," I joked with him as the teacher ordered them all to go practice.
I rose from my desk.
"We need a name, and some songs," I told them, no longer whispering.
"I never thought I would have to think of a name... never thought I'd be in a group," Tohma mused, putting his cheek in his hand and watching me. "Well, nothing stupid like Echo and the Bunnymen, no offense, Ryu."
I laughed, scooping Kuma up off the floor. "Sorry Kuma-chan, looks like you're out of job!"
I held the bunny like Ryuichi would and leaned against a desk.
"I never thought I'd have a group either! But it's fun, even if we never do anything with it."
Ryuichi stuck his tounge out at Tohma before smirking at me. "How about Nipple Twister?" he asked, smiling, retriving Kuma from my arms. "Has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"
"Yuck," I drawled, making a face. "Play and business separate please!"
I made my way over to a piano, playing with the keys lightly. "Have you tried a song yet, Ryu?"
"Ryuichi has been too obsessed with me to focus on music," Tohma said in a serious tone, casting Ryuichi a teasing glance. "But, now that it's all settled, I think he'll be able to manage the music again."
"Not if you keep sitting so close to me. I might want to make you move over and sit on my lap." he said, doodling on his notebook. "I have a song or two but I doubt they're any good. Just a bunch of crap really."
"Give 'em here," Noriko demanded, smiling at them.
Was I jealous at their cozy attitude? Definitely. Was I mad? No. I knew I would have to be supportive. They'd most likely go through a few rough times together, and I would be there for them, trying not to let my personal feelings get in the way. I knew it would be hard, but I think I knew that from the beginning.
"I don't believe that they're going to be crap, so why don't you let us read them. That way Nori and I can get a feel for the song, it's tone and meaning... how it should sound. And we can create something off of that," Tohma explained, smiling patiently.
Ryuichi sighed and tore two pages from his note book, handing over the messily scrawled songs which were written in a bad mix of Japanese and English. He pulled headphones from his back, turning on some music to ignore us.
I got up and knicked one from Tohma, leaving him with the other. I read the words, having no trouble with the English.
"Ryu... this is... amazing..." I said softly, taking my seat again at the piano.
One song was about falling into insanity, the other was abut watching a lover.
Tohma got up, leaning over my shoulder to read what was on the paper.
"These are good," he told me, not bothering to tell Ryuichi since he was ignoring us.
Reaching over, he pointed to the one about insanity. "Have you ever heard Schwarz Stein's Perfect Garden... the SK 0520 Mix?"
I looked at him. "No. Why, is it like this?"
"It's hard to explain. It's obvious that we make electronic music. We're both synth players," he said with a laugh. "There are no real instruments. So, you have to come over sometime so we can share our favorite bands... know each others favorite styles."
"Alright! We can do that," I said, looking at the other song. "I wonder if these have titles..."
"If not, we can give them titles when we give them sound," he said, slipping away from my hand the poem about the lover. "If Ryu doesn't want to name them, since they're his creations."
"Sure," I agreed. "Wanna see if we can make some noise?"
I got up, pulling the headphones off Ryuichi's ears. "Take these," I pushed the lyrics at him. "And if something sounds right, sing."
I went back to the piano, seating myself, looking expectantly at Tohma. Ryuichi stuck his tongue out at me, rolling his eyes before looking at the lyrics, waiting.
Tohma could take his time, I was itching to play. I started out soft, fluttering, leading into a more upbeat tempo, that still had a light quality to it. I looked at Ryuichi, whishing he wasn't wear the sunglasses... I loved his eyes.
Tohma decided to fuck the world for a moment (he was Seguchi Tohma!) and reached over with a needy hand. Pushing his fingers through the front of Ryuichi's hair, he gave a long sliding pull from front to back. Grabbing, he gave a gentle pull before letting go and walked towards me, slipping to sit down next to me and watch my fingers. He put his hands down on the lower keys, pushing them for a deeper mixture to accompany mine, though not overwhelming the rhythm I already had going. Tohma gave me an innocent look before leaning in. He didn't need to concentrate to play, it came as natural as breathing.
"Nice," I murmured softly, watching his hands flutter along with mine. "So… how'd 'making up' go?"
"It was amazing, actually. We made up with as little talk possible."
"Hnh," I breathed, giving a half-hearted smile. "Don't tell me... bathroom?"
It was the only place in a school you could probably get away with it. Guys most likely didn't go to the bathrooms as much as girls, it seemed logical.
"The bathroom," he said with a nod, making a pained face. "I never thought the first time would be in the place like that. I rather always imagined my bed. Not that I would take a second of it back... I wouldn't. I'm glad it happened... but still. The bathroom."
"I always found public places to be more of a turn on," I said off handedly. "The risk of getting caught can really give it all a huge kick."
Aw, that was so cute! Tohma had wanted his first time in a bed. Well, that really WAS every virgin's dream wasn't it? Something romantic, meaningful in a visible sense. When you think fucking in a stall, you really don't think love.
Wait… did I just tell Seguchi Tohma that I ENJOY sex in public places!
I'm such a fucking idiot… why don't my mouth and brain ever converse before speaking?
"So, where do you guys from here?"
"You think so?" he mused, more to himself. "The last thing I need is for the entire school to know my sexual preference. My father would KILL me," he said.
"Screw that. I THINK we're..." Tohma said with a small shake of his head. "I think he's my boyfriend."
My fingers picked up the pace, notes growing slightly louder.
"Don't be so unsure. If YOU don't want it that way, I'm sure a different arrangement could be made," I said, a little shrug. "If that's how you want it, be happy about it. How's your dad going to find out anyway?"
Unless there were spies reporting back to his father about his school activity, I doubted it would ever be found out. Then again... He WAS a Seguchi, you never really knew with a family that prestigious.
Could there be spies watching Tohma? Would that mean we were being watched too?
I have to stop watching TV… I'm getting myself paranoid over nothing. Maybe it wasn't nothing though… stop. Just stop.
"What if a kid tells their dad and goes on until my dad hears? You know, it just travels along the wires until it finally reaches his ears?"
Okay, sooo…Tohma was thinking along obviously different lines than I was…
"I'm just being paranoid. I don't want to HIDE. I suppose my father will just have to deal with it... I am still studying what he wants, and marrying who he wants, so... this should be easily overlooked!"
"There ya go! That sounds much better," I told him cheerfully, moving the tempo up a bit.
I watched our hands for a moment, seeing how both pairs moved with fluid ease, in perfect balance without a word to each other.
"Kinda weird isn't it?"
Tohma looked as though he was enjoying our playing together.
"What's weird?" he asked curiously.
"Just this," I said, motioning with my chin towards our hands. "I've never been able to do this with someone before. When I tried it once, we needed cues for each other and planning ahead of time."
I couldn't help but grin, adding a little flourish to the tune. "I like this way much better."
It was less hassle, and everything sounded good, no matter what it was. It was interesting, and it made me wonder why we hadn't played together before. I looked back up at Ryuichi, still sitting there silently.
It was him.
That was the only real reason I could come to. Since he'd been in school, Tohma had instantly come out of his shell, we'd all become friends and the music class worshiped us. If it wasn't Ryuichi, I had no idea what it was.
"We've got a lot of work to do on him," Tohma informed me, "He has it in him to be the most amazing frontman Japan has ever seen. And he needs to be. So, we can't give up on him."
"I don't plan on it," I said quietly, giving a small smile, remembering my silent vows from the other night.
Shaking off the feelings that just had came over me, I looked at Tohma, eyebrow raised.
"Does this mean that you'd like to turn this into something bigger?"
It had crossed my mind before. I had no doubt that I'd be good in performing. And, truth be told, my grades sucked, so it wasn't like I wanted to do anything else with my life. I got excited at the thought of them taking this seriously.
"We love music, we're good at it, we play like we have the same brain, and we've found the most amazing singer I've ever heard," Tohma listed, smiling with teeth this time. "I think it would be stupid of us not to make the most out of this. You have connections, I have money, and we have Ryuichi. With all of that together, we can't fail."
I had to admit…one thing Tohma had was confidence.
"This is gonna be so much fun," I told him, giving a little laugh.
"I just hope you guys can handle me," I teased, looking over at Ryuichi again. "Bunny Boy, are you gonna sing yet or what? At least give us some warm ups here."
I flashed Tohma a grin as I ducked my head down again. They would have to find out how bossy I was eventually.
"I will when you give me something to sing to instead of light melody that plays background to you two discussing my sex life." he said, looking at them over the rim of his sunglasses.
He then smirked at Tohma and opened his mouth to sing. It wasn't what was written on the papers, but I guess he was just inspired.
"I was supposed to have been a Jesuit priest or a Naval Academy grad. That was the way that my parents perceived me, those were the plans that they had. But I couldn't fit the part too dumb or too smart. Ain't it funny how we all turned out? I guess we are the people our parents warned us about."
"Oh, someone has an attitude, don't they?"I threw at him with a smirk.
He wanted something to sing to, fine, I'd give him something. I nodded to Tohma.
"Here we go Ryu," I said, interrupting his song, moving over Tohma's hands to press at the keys, making a dramatic sound.
"Go for it."
I played fast, keeping up a pace on the higher keys while leaving the lower ones back to Tohma. I listened for a moment, hearing Ryuichi pause, soaking in the beat until new words poured out of his mouth.
"Baby we can talk all night, but that ain't getting us nowhere. I told you everything I possibly can, there's nothing left inside of here. And maybe you can cry all night, but that'll never change the way that I feel. " he sung softly, voice melding in and out of the notes, caressing the words with a soft, sad sound.
I raised an eyebrow, looking at Tohma. Ryuichi always made you think twice when he sung. I kept the pace, listening to the words. He was so good and he didn't even believe it. I couldn't understand that.
"I poured it on and I poured it out. I tried to show you just how much I care. I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout. But you've been cold to me so long, I'm crying icicles instead of tears." he sang, voice getting louder, more emotion flowing through the words, emotions of loss and heartache, where you're standing at the end of everything.
"And all I can do is keep on telling you...I want you, I need you, but, there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you. Now don't be sad 'cause two out of three ain't bad. Now don't be sad, 'cause two out of three ain't bad."
I watched as he stood up, eyes closed, lost in the music, voice rising, not remembering they were in the middle of music class, that they were just jamming around. It seemed he was buried into the song, seeing the moment, feeling everything that the person in the moment would feel, emotions of love, lust, loss and pain churning through him, spilling out into the song.
"You'll never find your gold on a sandy beach, you'll never drill for oil on a city street. I know you're looking for a ruby in a mountain of rocks, but there ain't no Coupe de Ville hiding at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box." he clutched his hands to his side as he put even more force into his song, causing a few girls to move away from the window, staring at him.
"I can't lie, I can't tell you that I'm something I'm not. No matter how I try, I'll never be able to give you something, something that I just haven't got!"
The vase he had sent rocking yesterday finally caved to his voice and shattered, causing several people to scream and the teacher to duck as shards went flying.
And still he sang.
"There's only one girl that I will ever love, and that was so many years ago. And though I know I'll never get her out of my heart, she never loved me back. Ooh I know, I remember how she left me on a stormy night. She kissed me and got out of our bed, and though I pleaded and I begged her not to walk out that door. She packed her bags and turned right away."
I heard his voice started falling, tears slipping down his cheeks, voice wavering, but not from use, the tears now making it thick and slippery.
"And she kept on telling me, she kept on telling me. She. Kept. On. Telling. Me. I want you, I need you, but there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you. Now don't be sad 'cause two out of three ain't bad." His voice started lowering again, almost at normal human levels before slipping even further down into a whisper. "Baby we can talk all night, but that ain't getting us nowhere..."
He sunk into his chair, cheeks wet with tears, chest heaving from his breathing, panting slightly. He slowly opened his eyes, blinking. He glanced around and grew confused as to why everyone was staring at him. "What?"
I stopped, fingers poised above the keys, looking at him, tears welling up in my eyes, but I would not let them fall.
I took a deep breath, calming back my tears. "Ryu, that was great!"
Didn't he know how much his voice and words affected everyone around him? Couldn't he see?
"Everyone is staring at you because that was amazing," Tohma told him in a sweet matter of fact tone. "So much passion, too. One would almost think that some girl had broken your heart before."
It was hard to imagine, but with Ryuichi, you couldn't really tell. He had so many different sides to him, maybe he HAD dated girls once.
"Is there a story behind the song?" I asked quietly, wondering why he'd get so emotional if there wasn't one.
Then again, maybe he was just that into the music.
"Boy, Tohma. I don't date girls. Ever." he said, not caring that everyone was still staring and now whispering intently at that comment. "So, what's next?" he said, smiling at them.
"Ah," Tohma said upon correction.
"Will you write ME a love song?" he asked sweetly.
I wasn't shocked at their little 'coming out', but apparently the rest of the class was. The tittering throughout the class was growing louder, and I feared slightly for their reputation. Did they know what they had both gotten to themselves into?
"Anytime you want me too," Ryuichi said, smiling at Tohma, going over to him to brush his fingers against the blondes cheek. "I would capture the stars individually if you asked it of me." he said.
"That would take a long time," Tohma mused, seeming to be utterly charmed at the thought. "Maybe you can make the stars of me. Like Orion. Put me there forever so you'll never have to forget me."
Didn't they realize the stares they were getting?
"But then you would too, too far away to hold in my arms and whisper how much I adore you." Ryuichi said, grinning more. "How much I love your hair, or your skin, or your lips...or your..." he glanced down before just smirking.
"Hm, I can just imagine," Tohma breathed, "You know it's yours. All of that and more." Ryuichi was, after all, his boyfriend. "Sooooo, much more."
I rested an elbow on the piano gently, smiling as I listened to their talking.
"Kiddies, class is almost up, shall we meet again out front?" I asked, interrupting. "We don't need a name at the moment, but we should keep working on it."
I rose from the bench to get my things at my desk, watching the clock before the bell rang.
"Be good you two, and don't be late, I'll try not to be!"
I blew them both a kiss before walking out.
I was walking slowly through the hallway, stopping at my locker nearby. I was humming the tune from earlier, smiling to myself. I had my locker open when Ryuichi pounced on me, poking me in a barrage of hard fingers.
"ACK!" I screamed. And saw Ryuichi between squinted eyes.
"What the hell-!" I was cut off as he poked my side, giggling. I tried backing away, hands up in a weak defense, pinning myself against the lockers.
Ryuichi continued to poke me, occasionally tickling, torturing every bit of flesh he could find to torture, giggling manically.
"Ryu!" I cried at him, trying to swat his hands away. "Bad!"
I doubled over laughing, jerking up with a loud snort. Oh no… they heard me snort… evil snort…
"This was all his idea," Tohma said, pointing to Ryuichi. Tohma, as everyone knew, wasn't a big toucher. He didn't like to touch or be touched, so he stood a foot away and watched.
"Make him," I snorted again. "Stop!"
I fell to the floor, laughing, still trying to fend Ryuichi off.
Tohma slipped his arms around Ryuichi's waist, though it was to start poking the man in the chest and stomach, giving back to him what he was doing to me.
Ryuichi yelped, trying to get away from Tohma, laughing. "Lemme go you big meanie!"
"And now you know how poor little Nori feels," Tohma said, laughing against Ryuichi's shoulder as he attacked his side. "Are you going to be nice to her now?"
I rested for a moment, breathing hard, little giggles erupting every now and then before getting to my feet.
"You should be sorry... cause I always get payback!" I told her struggling friend, before poucing on him, tickling him back.
Tohma laughed and let go of Ryuichi the moment I attacked him. "That's your punishment, Ryuichi. Don't fight it."
Ryuichi seemed to completely ignore what Tohma said, fighting me, tickling and poking me as much as I did to him, trying to get away, his laughter ringing up and down the halls.
"Wait! WAIT!" I pleaded, halting him. I flashed Ryuichi an evil grin, motioning with my eyes towards Tohma.
I turned towards the blonde.
Tohma held up a finger, shaking his head. "This is a fight between you and him. Don't bring me into it. I will have you both murdered in your sleep.
"Try it," I growled, smirking and I pounced, fingers squeezing his sides, trying to get him to laugh. "It'll take more than a threat to get rid of me, Tohma."
I laughed, watching the blonde squirm in my grasp.
Tohma held in the squeaking noise and laughed, sliding an arm around me to tickle my side back.
"You won't be so confident when you have a man in black pressing a pillow to your face tonight."
Ryuichi started walking away from the pair, smirking to himself, whistling softly.
"I can handle anyone!" I challenged, spazing under his touch. I noticed Ryuichi walking away.
"HEY! You started this!
"At least kiss your boyfriend goodbye," Tohma called. Amazing how a person could yell and still manager to keep their voice soft at the same time.
"Yeah, if you neglect him, someone may just come in and sweep him off his feet," I told Ryuichi, draping an arm over Tohma's shoulders.
"If only, Nori. We're both madly in love with him, no one can sweep us off our feet and take us from Ryuichi," Tohma said in mock sadness.
"Too true," I agreed in the same tone. "C'mon, lets go get him."
I picked up my books and shut my locker.
Ryuichi shook his head, walking faster. Tohma ran, fast for a small guy. But, instead of attacking Ryuichi with tickles and pokes, he hugged him around the waist tightly. His cheek pressed into Ryuichi's back. Tohma slipped his arms around the waist that he was given access to. Snuggling his nose into Ryuichi's arm, he gave a playful bite to his shirt. And, since he had such a clear shot of the stomach, he instantly attacked with tickles.
I walked behind them, smiling as I watched their antics. It felt nice having them around. Kind of... like a family almost. Nice having people to take care of, to care for.
I looked out a window as I caught up with them, not taking part. It was soooo nice out...
"Hey guys... let's go now," I said abruptly.
Ryuichi would have replied to me, but he was too busy trying to fend off Tohma's attack, giggling madly, struggling against his boyfriend. "NONONNONO!"
"Yes, yes, yes, you know you like it," Tohma said, running his hands over Ryuichi's ribs and pushing against him harder. "You should be a good boy from now on, Ryu. Come outside with us."
"Not just outside boys, we're done with school for the day!" I cried excitedly, more then willing to miss my academics to have fun.
It took some coaxing, but I finally convinced them to ditch the rest of the day. Together we left, going wherever we wanted as something new. Something amazingly complete and whole.
As a band.
I get sentimental writing this... I'm not sure why. The words written before the chapters are Noriko in the Present being introspective. But mostly... they're me. They are my thoughts on it really. Since I play Nori, she can't help but have my thoughts. Every thought written is what I believe if it were my in these situations.
SL