Chapter # 3: Bad Luck
Finally Shuichi was up to mic. I really hoped he was as good as Suguru claimed him to be. If he was, he might just become the next big thing at N-G. I looked to my cousin and he was standing at the keyboard, anticipation written clearly on his face. I looked at the guitarist who looked like he was full-out ready for anything. Then my eyes fell upon Shuichi. He looked like all he wanted to do was sing. Little did I know, that soon I would be hearing his passion for singing in his voice.
The beat started up. Hiro was an awesome guitarist, Suguru was an amazing keyboardist. He should be, I taught him myself. I'm known across Japan for my keyboardist talents. The intro took a minute, or so and finally Shuichi opened his mouth. The words spilled out in soft and beautiful tune. He'd memorized his song very well and he sang it like an angel. My jaw dropped in amazement. He was an amazing singer by far, better then any other rookie I had heard.
"No…Way…" He hit every pitch, perfectly. Every single note. The words flowed from his mouth, yet they came from his heart. He poured his soul into the song. His every sad emotion flowed out of him and into words. I was amazed by this. Never had I heard this before, not since Ryuichi had sung. But still, this amazed me. I thought no one would ever come close to beating him. I had been wrong. Very wrong. Shuichi's voice was…Magical.
"Wow." I said in all my amazement.