full moon wo sagashite » the novel animé.

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chapter one: no matter what, I want to sing - part one

Full Moon wo Sagashite is my favourite animé and manga ever. I never thought I'd see something this great. In fact, I love it so much, that I've been stalking this fanfiction section for a while. 3 And finally I decided that it's time to make my own. But I don't want to have a one-shot. Or one that might last about ten chapters and then stop. I want to make a novel for the animé. I hope you enjoy it! I will try to update as often as I can, but I do have two other big fanfics to work on at the same time! I was going to do it in third person, but I decided that I wanted it to be seen from Mitsuki's point of view instead, so it's first person. 3 I'm going to split all of the chapters into two parts, because otherwise each one is just going to be too long. D And there will be a few additional scenes, but only just to make everything smoother.

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Chapter Notes: I'm cutting out all of the scenes that don't involve Mitsuki - obviously. It's in first person, so if you haven't seen the animé, then this will be a poor replacement.

Disclaimer: I do not own Full Moon wo Sagashite, or any of Tanemura Arina-sama's characters. Wish I did though, eh?

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Open! Open! Open!

Pulling frantically on the door, I glanced around to make sure nobody was coming. Open! Open! I thought desperatly - but the door wouldn't budge.

" Geez! Why won't it open! " I said in frustration, fed up with pulling. " Maybe there's a key around here or something... oh! " Suddenly I noticed something that made my heart leap. An open window! " I can get in through there! " A small gap might just be the thing that stood in between me getting in and keeping mine and Eichi-kun's promise or staying outside. " All right! I'll have to get up there then... " I nodded in determination and was about to go nearer to the high window when something caught my eye. Two plushies, a cat and a rabbit, just sitting at the foot of the pole! Suddenly I forgot about the window. " They're so cuuuute! What are these? I wonder if they're decorations! " I said to myself brightly, but I hadn't noticed them before. I giggled, and outstretched an arm. " They seem kind of out of place, though... ah! " Suddenly I felt my finger being clamped and my eyes widened. " Whaat? " Suddenly there was a huge poof of pink smoke and the two forgotten Shinigami stood in front of me, both of them clasping my arms tightly.

" Ahh! Shinigami-san! " I cried. I had been so close, I had forgotten completely about the Shinigami now that they had given me their message.

" It's troublesome for us when you go running off like this, " replied the pink-haired female, Meroko. " Now, be a good girl and come back to the house with us. "

" Yeah, " confirmed the brown-haired male, Takuto. I struggled against them, but they were soon flying off with me in tow, me waving my arms frantically.

" P-please, wait a minute! " I pleaded fruitlessly. " I want to go to the audition! I don't want to go home like this! "

" Then why were you trying to get in from there? " Meroko asked suspiciously.

" That's right. Why don't you just go through the front door? " Takuto questioned. My heart sank. If they knew the reason, then they'd definatly drag me home.

" I can't... because I don't look sixteen... " I replied quietly, looking down at the floor, still captive to their grips. " Um... do I look like I'm sixteen? " I asked Takuto hopefully.

" Well... no, you don't, " he replied simply. Suddenly, I lunged under his arm and ran back to below the window, trying desperatly to get up the drainpipe.

" So I should go up here, then! " I cried.

" Idiot, let's go! It's dangerous! " Takuto yelled, pulling on my arm, surprised. " What if you get hurt? "

" But... if I don't hurry, the audition will be over! " I retorted, facing him, still clutching the drainpipe. " I... have to become a singer! "

A- ow!

Pain seared through my throat and I fell backwards, clutching it automatically. My tumour was making my throat hurt again. The two Shinigami blinked in surprise, now letting go of me completely as I whimpered in pain.

" What happened? " Meroko asked quizzically.

" Talking... loudly... " I managed to stutter through the agony. " I can't... my throat... "

" Then... isn't it impossible for you to audition? " Meroko asked again.

" But... " I looked back at them, ignoring the fading pain. " Please. If I only have one year left to live... please, at least let me audition. " If I fail... I'll be a good girl and listen to you, " I added, looking down shamefully. " So... please! "

" You're serious about this, huh? " Takuto asked. I nodded. " I understand. "

Suddenly, we were surrounded by blue light. Meroko was gone, but Takuto was standing before me. He clapped his hands together, then released them - a golden aura surrounded his palms as an object appeared in between them. He lifted it up and held it up in front of me. " And then, whilst you're sixteen... I'll make your body healthy, too. " I gasped and watched him as he held up a finger to the object, which seemed to be a glowing golden dagger. Pressing his fore finger to the blade, a ball of red liquid suddenly appeared, hung in mid-air in between us. I gazed at it as it became a star shape. " Take that, " he ordered, and I reached out my hand to take it. " On my command... that will begin spreading inside of your body. " I gazed at it as he spoke, confused. " You'll feel weird, but... you'll just have to endure it. " I nodded, feeling faint, before placing it into my mouth. " Good girl... " he murmured, and then raised his fingers and snapped them in mid-air.

Deep inside my stomach, something was spreading - the blood ball I had eaten. It reached to the very corners of my body, and I felt something odd happening inside - my muscles were growing! My hair pulled and suddenly feeled heavier, flying out behind me in the wind. My arms and legs were all swallowed by the golden light - I closed my eyes tightly to brace for whatever was about to happen. Suddenly, I was embraced by a huge puff of pink smoke - similiar to the one that had happened when the Shinigami had changed from plushie-form to Shinigami-form - and felt the wind subside. In front of me, Takuto watched me, his face unreadable, but he seemed to look grim and his eyes were narrowed. Meroko, on the other hand, was holding her face and gaping wide. Blinking, I raised a hand in front of my face. The fingers were longer... the shape of my palm and wrist more prominant.

" You can feel the difference? " Takuto asked, his arms folded. I nodded slowly.

" Yeah... " I replied shakily. My body felt like it had been stretched.

" Check yourself out over there then, " he suggested, indicating towards a car, the side mirrior sparkling in the sun. I stepped nervously towards it, and put my face in front of it, blinking.

" Wowww! " I cried. A tall sixteen-year old girl beamed out at me, dark grey-brown eyes wide and surprised, long wavy brown hair which I recognised to be much longer. My pjamas were gone - I suddenly realised that I had been walking through town in them - and I was wearing one of my plain dresses from home, but it was larger. Wow! I'm... I'm really sixteen years old! I thought. I lunged towards Takuto and hugged him hard. " Thank youuuu, Shinigami-sannnn! " I cried.

" No, no... it was nothing... " he insisted, laughing. " No problem at all... "

" Heyyy! Get away from Takuto! " Meroko screeched, but I didn't hear her.

" Are you satisfied? " Takuto laughed.

" Well... I want to try dying my hair, too... " I replied, blushing. Grandmother would never ever let me dye it at home, maybe not even if I /was/ sixteen.

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After asking the reception the directions to the audition and showing her my notification, I had headed up the stairs, and peeked through the door. There were tons of other girls inside, all chattering and fixing their hair and applying make-up. They were all really beautiful... Wow... only really cute girls are here... I thought, my heart sinking. I wonder if I look too plain... Takuto had helped me fix my hair by snapping his fingers in the same way, but there was nothing else I could do. All of the girls in front of me seemed to be around the same age. Opening the door cautiously, I stepped inside, blinking and looking around anxiously. Suddenly, they all stopped talking to face me, eying me closely. Trying to ignore their glares and mystified gazes, I continued through the crowd to the wall, looking down and blushing bashfully. I must look really horrible... Hearing many whispers, I sat down on one of the chairs and looked at my knees, swallowing. It felt weird to be taller and have to sit further back on the chair with my feet completely on the floor. Sneaking a glance upwards, I realised that all of the girls were either watching me or glancing at me too out of the corners of their eyes. I blushed furiously, and turned my gaze back to my knees immediatly. Everyone's staring at me... I wonder if I look really strange... maybe I'm out of fashion...

" Can I... sit next to you? " a sharp voice pulled my senses back to reality and I looked up, surprised. A tall girl with shoulder-length dark reddish hair was grinning at me, obviously observing me.

" Uh... sure... " I replied. The girl smirked and sat down on the chair next to me. Feeling uncomfortable, I turned away.

" You... what agency are you from? " she asked innocently. I looked back at her, confused.

" A...gency? " I repeated, blinking. What's an agency?

" You're not part of a theatrical group or a recording agency? " she asked, startled.

" No... " I replied, shaking my head. She smirked again, her dark eyes watching me closely, her eyebrows narrowed.

" It couldn't be that if I'm not part of an agency... I won't be able to make it? " I asked fearfully, my heart sinking.

" Unfortunately... it's probably impossible for you, " she replied, grinning. Suddenly, she put her mouth next to me.

" This is just between us, " she whispered. " ...they've already decided on who they're selecting. "

" What! " I yelled, forgetting to whisper. " Then why are we auditioning! "

" Shhh! " she hissed, pressing a finger to her lips. Looking up, I realised that everyone else was looking at me again after my outburst. I got up and bowed towards them, fumbling with my dress.

" S-sorry! " I mumbled, and sat back down, thinking. Eichi-kun... " Why... is that? "

" This audition gets lots of coverage on the morning news and talk shows, " she explained. Her voice seemed to be mocking. " With all the attention she'll recieve from those watching her on television... she'll become famous.

" Oh... " I replied quietly. " You already knew that... " She laughed nervously.

" Sorry. "

" Now, what you've all been waiting for, the judging, is about to begin! "

I looked up, startled. It was the announcer. The other girl got to her feet.

" Goodbye, then, " she replied cheerfully, and walked away.

" Please come in when your number is called. To start, please will number 1 come in. "

Hearing one of the girls walk out of the room, I didn't look up. I see... that's how it is. I feel kind of... let down. I thought this was a world based more on talent than anything else. Grandmother always discouraged me... Wakaouji-sensei tried to stop me too. You have one more year to live... one more year... The voice of the Shinigami echoed in my mind. I... why am I here? ...Eichi-kun...

" Number 21... number 21, please come in...! "

I looked down at my dress again. The card that the receptionist had given me before entering lay there - it read the same number, 21. Getting up shakily, I made my way through the mostly empty room - I was one of the last. Opening the door, I took a deep breath before going out.

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" I'm number 21, Mitsuki Kouyama... pleased to meet you, " I said to the row of judges that stood before me in the room.

" What genre of music do you like? " one of them asked.

" I like... Japanese... pop, " I replied.

" If you become a singer... is there anything in particular you want to try? "

" Well... I'd just want to sing... seeing as I like singing... " I replied stupidly, trying to think of better answers. The judges nodded.

" Go ahead and show us. Cue the music. "

Stepping back to the podium, I picked up the microphone from the stand, looking out through the window and into the deep blue sky, not noticing the two plushies watching on the other side...

" Tatta hitotsu... kawaranai mono... zutto egaiteta yu - "

" Huh? "

" Wait, stop for a second! Your voice is far too soft. "

" Sing with a louder voice, much louder! "

" Eh? Louder? " I repeated, placing my hand on my throat.

" Is something wrong with your throat? " one of them asked, seeing me do it. " ...does it hurt? " I didn't reply.

" I guess it's impossible for you to sing, then! "

" Impossible... " I murmured to myself. " I guess... it really was impossible, after all... please excuse me! " I cried, turning and running back to the door.

" You're going to run away? " a deep voice said. I looked up, startled - Takuto was standing there, arms folded. I blinked in surprise.

" Shinigami-san! "

" Your throat is fine. Sing, " he commanded. I faltered, not replying. " You like to sing, right? "

" You really like to sing, huh, Mitsuki? Me too... I love to hear you sing! "

I smiled as I remembered Eichi-kun telling me that. Takuto nodded. I turned back to the bewildered audience.

" I'm very sorry! " I apologised, bowing. " Could you please let me try again one more time? "

" Uh... sure. "

" Cue the music! "

I smiled and held my hand to my chest. It's fine if it's painful... no matter how much it hurts inside... whether it's pain... or love... they're all part of my dream!

" Tatta hitotsu, kawaranai mono, zutto egaiteta yume...

Ima no jibun wa dou atsura no, ano koro no chiisana hitomi ni...

Nee... miagete... konna ni hiroi yozora dakara, sou sugu ni wakara youni,

Seiippai kagayaku kara hayaku!

Full moon wo Sagashite!

Let's... sing... a song,

Itsudemo issho kimi no tame ima no watashi ni dekiru subete!

Day by day...

Kyou made no unmei ashita kara no kibou kano mune ni kakate!

Lets... sing... a song!

Itsudemo issho kimi to nara tsurai koto norikoerareru yo!

More... and... more...

Motto motto motto chikazukitai ima koko ni ite kurete...

Many thanks for you! "

Beaming, I stopped singing and faced the audience, placing both of my hands by my side with the microphone. " Um... I'm done now, " I said, swallowing. Suddenly, all of the judges got to their feet and I yelped out in surprise, stepping backwards.

" Call Miya! Get Ishikawa, too! "

" Okay! "

" Nishida! Send everyone else back! " I blinked, confused. What were they talking about?

" We've decided on number 21! " What? I looked down at my number card, 21. Whaaaaaat! I've been chosen!

" Number 21! " I rushed over to the judges, who began asking me all sorts of questions, and telling me things to do. I nodded shakily, blinking, terrified. What... Eichi-kun! W-what should I do, Eichi-kun? Then I was filled with sudden happiness and pride. I... I did it!

I did it, Eichi-kun!

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That's the first chapter over, both parts! -sighs with relief- That was fun to do. nn But it's extremely hard to write, because not every scene has Mitsuki in it, which means I had to delete and change and all sorts. xx Anyway, please review!