Sorry for not updating sooner!
May: Ya, because you're lazy
....... Um...Thanks for reviewing!
May: Yup, and now, we have a few words to say about this story.
::nods:: I couldn't update sooner because I had to write lyrics for the song 'Stargazing'. I have finally finished it =D but now my brain hurts A LOT.
May: The song 'Stargazing' is going to be sang to the music of '1000 No Kotoba' by Koda Kumi and Square Soft, A.K.A. '1000 Words' by Jade from Sweet Box and Square Enix.
And please don't mind how bad the lyrics are, it's my first time writing lyrics and they took me forever. Plus, it's hurting my head.
May: ...okay....
And I was working on this chapter and the lyrics and ya... I couldn't write another chapter for the other story...
May: Now, our ever so naïve Icy-chan has more questions.
Yup, please answer the following:
What is OOC? (Is it 'Out Of Character'?) What is OT?
May: ::nods:: now onto the story. ::reads disclaimer Icy-chan wrote::
Disclaimer: Icy-chan does not own Pokemon. . If she did, this fic would be an anime also. Duh! What is the point in writing the fic if you can draw it and put it on TV?
May: Hey! Good point!
::Nods happily::
May: The second disclaimer!
Disclaimer: Icy-chan does not own '1000 No Kotoba' by Koda Kumi and Square Soft, A.K.A. '1000 Words' by Jade from Sweet Box and Square Enix, either.
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"I sentence you to two hundred hours of community service, case closed!" The judge said.
::THUD:: The judge made the sentence official.
"All rise as the honorable judge leaves."
The judge stood up and walked away while the rest of the court stood there waiting for him to disappear.
Brendan looked at the two female lawyers opposing. They smiled at each other for winning the case.
'Why can't the judge be female and those lawyers be less 'job-centered'?' He asked himself, 'Last time, they let me go, why can't they do that this time?' He thought.
The two opposing lawyers walked over to Brendan. "Guess you didn't get off easy this time, eh?" They mocked.
Brendan smirked, "Maybe it was you ladies that didn't go so easy." He said calmly.
"Hmm, how about lunch together?" They asked.
"Sure, ladies first." Brendan agreed and gestured them to go through the door first.
'Ugh, stupid community hours! They think that they aren't going easy on me, eh? I'll show them...' He thought as he followed the two lawyers.
============== Weeks Later ==============
"Would you like a drink ma'am?" Brendan asked a nicely dressed woman.
Brendan was serving his sentence as a waiter at a charity concert dinner. He was in a room filled with elegantly dressed people. If you walked in straight into the room from the entrance, you would be on a scarlet carpet with golden designs along the sides. Midway between the stage and entrance, the carpet widened and became a large rectangular dance floor. As the carpet got closer to the stage, it narrowed and climbed the stairs. As soon as it reached the top step, it was cut off. Where the carpet ended leads you on to a stage with radiant lights shinning in the middle, where the announcer stood, welcoming people.
If you stepped off the humongous dance floor, there were dinning tables spread out with matching chairs. The tables each had it's own crimson table cloth with golden edges. On top of the table, matching roses stood in the center with silver cutlery, white napkins and transparent wine glasses laid around it. If you stepped even farther away to the matching red and gold curtains on top of a translucent layer and lifted that away and peered through the window, you would see a wondrous scene. Little specs of yellow light decorated the city, other colors such as red (A/N: from cars) loosely scattered in the view among the dark sky. Lifted on one of the highest buildings in the city, standing there, amazed by the sight of the lights.
'The faster I finish the hours, the better.' He thought.
"Yes, please" She answered as she traded a drink with money.
Brendan sighed. 'When will this stupid concert end? Its boring me to death...' He thought.
"Please respect the performers and keep quiet for the whole concert." The announcer said. "The food and refreshments will come every now and then."
The audience quiet down and sat at their tables waiting for their dinner they ordered and the performances.
"Please rise for our national anthem by, the Carlson family, Miss. Cindy Carlson- trumpet, Miss. Clara Carlson- French horn, Mr. Chris Carlson- trombone, Mr. Colin Carlson- tuba."
The four people came out behind the curtains into the center, where the light was shinning at them fiercely and started playing their piece.
"Now, we have Mr. David Turnbull- violin, John Godfrey-viola, and Debi Alleway- cello up, playing Greensleves for us." The announcer said.
In the middle of his piece, Brendan and other volunteered waiters came out with the food the audience ordered. The audience started eating, ever so often, they stopped to applaud and such.
'This is so boring.' Brendan thought.
============== Hours Later ==============
"Next, we have Miss. May Maple performing Stargazing as a solo on the flute." The announcer said.
The title 'Stargazing' rang a bell in Brendan's head. 'S-stargazing... Where have I heard it before? It sounds so familiar...' He tried to remember.
A girl with chestnut brown hair and shy blue eyes came on the stage. Her hair was split into three parts, two on the side and one on the back, which was put up, and there was a star shaped hairpin stuck into it. She looked around 14 or so and wore a white blouse and black skirt like many of the other performers. The girl was pretty: her shy but clear and friendly blue eyes, high cheekbones, light pink lips, nice figure... One thing disturbed Brendan's thought about her appearance though. She did not wear any makeup, unlike many other girls he knew.
She help up her silver flute and started playing. After several measures of music, she stopped.
"When the exhausting day Is over- when people returned To homes with family You and I meet, all alone, Together, we meet."
She sang. Here soft angelic voice became heavenly, reaching different pitches. Then, she picked up her instrument again and started playing some more.
'Where have I heard it before?' Brendan thought.
"We sat down and admired The sun setting, the many colors Surrounding it, blinding Our vision, but not our love. Admiring."
She continued singing playing.
A boy carrying a violin walked by him, accidentally bumping into him doing so.
"I'm sorry," He said as he helped Brendan up.
"Excuse me, would you mind lending me your violin?" Brendan absentmindedly asked.
"Um... sure, just be careful with it give it back to me later. I'll be sitting at table 17." The boy answered and left.
Brendan thanked the boy and opened the case. Flashbacks came to him of his parents, him playing the instrument, the violin.
As though he was hypnotized, he picked the violin up, closed his eyes and started playing by heart. He had the notes somewhere in his head, he didn't know how he still knew the song and all but he kept on playing. His vision blurred and more flashbacks came to him.
Meanwhile Brendan was playing his violin, the audience turned to him. 'Isn't this supposed to only be a solo by that girl?' The wondered what he was doing.
The brunette on the stage continued playing and singing, ignoring the fact that it was supposed to be her solo. After all, the boy was playing really well.
When she finished playing and singing, the audience was really impressed by her performance. They stood to applaud, hooted and even called encore.
Suddenly, the girl murmured something. The announcer, now on the stage with her, was the only one that heard her. "Miss Maple said that she thinks that the boy who played the violin that played her should get up on the stage too! He deserves our applause." He projected and led Brendan up on the stage with the girl.
Once again, the audience applauded their appreciation.
This time, Brendan joined the brunette bowing. When the audience finally finished their applauding, the two got off the stage.
"Hi, my name is Brendan." Brendan introduced himself while still holding the violin in hand.
The girl smiled back, avoiding eye contact with him.
"You are May Maple right?" He asked.
She nodded while starring at her shoes.
"Um... I would just like to know, how did you know that song... That song was my parent's love song and I know it's not a very popular song..." he asked.
"I'm sorry I need to go, my parents are waiting outside." She murmured. It was so soft that even Brendan, who was standing in front of her, couldn't really hear what she said. All he heard was "Sorry, I ...to...parents..."
Then, she turned and left, Brendan heard a small 'clink'.
Brendan crooked an eyebrow, "Hot babe... but what a shy girl." He said and shrugged. Accidentally, he dropped his bow (A/N: for people that don't know about violins, the bow I'm talking about isn't the ones that are necktie bow thingies, it's the stick-y thing people play the violin with.). He bent down to pick up his bow. Something shinny caught his eye, he picked up the silver object and put it in his pocket. Her star-shaped hairpin.
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X.x so tired.... Oh yeah, about the sentence/punishment thingie, I don't really know about it, I just... kinda... made it up........
May: ...
Um...and the performers' names are mostly from signs outside for election thingie or ads from junk mail thingies so DON'T SUE ME FOR THE NAMES, THEY DO NO WRONG!
May:...O.o
Um... and for the song, I know it is bad, please don't flame me because of that, and the rest off the song will be sung/posted in later chapters.
May: Anyways, review!
May: Ya, because you're lazy
....... Um...Thanks for reviewing!
May: Yup, and now, we have a few words to say about this story.
::nods:: I couldn't update sooner because I had to write lyrics for the song 'Stargazing'. I have finally finished it =D but now my brain hurts A LOT.
May: The song 'Stargazing' is going to be sang to the music of '1000 No Kotoba' by Koda Kumi and Square Soft, A.K.A. '1000 Words' by Jade from Sweet Box and Square Enix.
And please don't mind how bad the lyrics are, it's my first time writing lyrics and they took me forever. Plus, it's hurting my head.
May: ...okay....
And I was working on this chapter and the lyrics and ya... I couldn't write another chapter for the other story...
May: Now, our ever so naïve Icy-chan has more questions.
Yup, please answer the following:
What is OOC? (Is it 'Out Of Character'?) What is OT?
May: ::nods:: now onto the story. ::reads disclaimer Icy-chan wrote::
Disclaimer: Icy-chan does not own Pokemon. . If she did, this fic would be an anime also. Duh! What is the point in writing the fic if you can draw it and put it on TV?
May: Hey! Good point!
::Nods happily::
May: The second disclaimer!
Disclaimer: Icy-chan does not own '1000 No Kotoba' by Koda Kumi and Square Soft, A.K.A. '1000 Words' by Jade from Sweet Box and Square Enix, either.
---------------------------------------------------Prologue Part II--------- ------------------------------------------
"I sentence you to two hundred hours of community service, case closed!" The judge said.
::THUD:: The judge made the sentence official.
"All rise as the honorable judge leaves."
The judge stood up and walked away while the rest of the court stood there waiting for him to disappear.
Brendan looked at the two female lawyers opposing. They smiled at each other for winning the case.
'Why can't the judge be female and those lawyers be less 'job-centered'?' He asked himself, 'Last time, they let me go, why can't they do that this time?' He thought.
The two opposing lawyers walked over to Brendan. "Guess you didn't get off easy this time, eh?" They mocked.
Brendan smirked, "Maybe it was you ladies that didn't go so easy." He said calmly.
"Hmm, how about lunch together?" They asked.
"Sure, ladies first." Brendan agreed and gestured them to go through the door first.
'Ugh, stupid community hours! They think that they aren't going easy on me, eh? I'll show them...' He thought as he followed the two lawyers.
============== Weeks Later ==============
"Would you like a drink ma'am?" Brendan asked a nicely dressed woman.
Brendan was serving his sentence as a waiter at a charity concert dinner. He was in a room filled with elegantly dressed people. If you walked in straight into the room from the entrance, you would be on a scarlet carpet with golden designs along the sides. Midway between the stage and entrance, the carpet widened and became a large rectangular dance floor. As the carpet got closer to the stage, it narrowed and climbed the stairs. As soon as it reached the top step, it was cut off. Where the carpet ended leads you on to a stage with radiant lights shinning in the middle, where the announcer stood, welcoming people.
If you stepped off the humongous dance floor, there were dinning tables spread out with matching chairs. The tables each had it's own crimson table cloth with golden edges. On top of the table, matching roses stood in the center with silver cutlery, white napkins and transparent wine glasses laid around it. If you stepped even farther away to the matching red and gold curtains on top of a translucent layer and lifted that away and peered through the window, you would see a wondrous scene. Little specs of yellow light decorated the city, other colors such as red (A/N: from cars) loosely scattered in the view among the dark sky. Lifted on one of the highest buildings in the city, standing there, amazed by the sight of the lights.
'The faster I finish the hours, the better.' He thought.
"Yes, please" She answered as she traded a drink with money.
Brendan sighed. 'When will this stupid concert end? Its boring me to death...' He thought.
"Please respect the performers and keep quiet for the whole concert." The announcer said. "The food and refreshments will come every now and then."
The audience quiet down and sat at their tables waiting for their dinner they ordered and the performances.
"Please rise for our national anthem by, the Carlson family, Miss. Cindy Carlson- trumpet, Miss. Clara Carlson- French horn, Mr. Chris Carlson- trombone, Mr. Colin Carlson- tuba."
The four people came out behind the curtains into the center, where the light was shinning at them fiercely and started playing their piece.
"Now, we have Mr. David Turnbull- violin, John Godfrey-viola, and Debi Alleway- cello up, playing Greensleves for us." The announcer said.
In the middle of his piece, Brendan and other volunteered waiters came out with the food the audience ordered. The audience started eating, ever so often, they stopped to applaud and such.
'This is so boring.' Brendan thought.
============== Hours Later ==============
"Next, we have Miss. May Maple performing Stargazing as a solo on the flute." The announcer said.
The title 'Stargazing' rang a bell in Brendan's head. 'S-stargazing... Where have I heard it before? It sounds so familiar...' He tried to remember.
A girl with chestnut brown hair and shy blue eyes came on the stage. Her hair was split into three parts, two on the side and one on the back, which was put up, and there was a star shaped hairpin stuck into it. She looked around 14 or so and wore a white blouse and black skirt like many of the other performers. The girl was pretty: her shy but clear and friendly blue eyes, high cheekbones, light pink lips, nice figure... One thing disturbed Brendan's thought about her appearance though. She did not wear any makeup, unlike many other girls he knew.
She help up her silver flute and started playing. After several measures of music, she stopped.
"When the exhausting day Is over- when people returned To homes with family You and I meet, all alone, Together, we meet."
She sang. Here soft angelic voice became heavenly, reaching different pitches. Then, she picked up her instrument again and started playing some more.
'Where have I heard it before?' Brendan thought.
"We sat down and admired The sun setting, the many colors Surrounding it, blinding Our vision, but not our love. Admiring."
She continued singing playing.
A boy carrying a violin walked by him, accidentally bumping into him doing so.
"I'm sorry," He said as he helped Brendan up.
"Excuse me, would you mind lending me your violin?" Brendan absentmindedly asked.
"Um... sure, just be careful with it give it back to me later. I'll be sitting at table 17." The boy answered and left.
Brendan thanked the boy and opened the case. Flashbacks came to him of his parents, him playing the instrument, the violin.
As though he was hypnotized, he picked the violin up, closed his eyes and started playing by heart. He had the notes somewhere in his head, he didn't know how he still knew the song and all but he kept on playing. His vision blurred and more flashbacks came to him.
Meanwhile Brendan was playing his violin, the audience turned to him. 'Isn't this supposed to only be a solo by that girl?' The wondered what he was doing.
The brunette on the stage continued playing and singing, ignoring the fact that it was supposed to be her solo. After all, the boy was playing really well.
When she finished playing and singing, the audience was really impressed by her performance. They stood to applaud, hooted and even called encore.
Suddenly, the girl murmured something. The announcer, now on the stage with her, was the only one that heard her. "Miss Maple said that she thinks that the boy who played the violin that played her should get up on the stage too! He deserves our applause." He projected and led Brendan up on the stage with the girl.
Once again, the audience applauded their appreciation.
This time, Brendan joined the brunette bowing. When the audience finally finished their applauding, the two got off the stage.
"Hi, my name is Brendan." Brendan introduced himself while still holding the violin in hand.
The girl smiled back, avoiding eye contact with him.
"You are May Maple right?" He asked.
She nodded while starring at her shoes.
"Um... I would just like to know, how did you know that song... That song was my parent's love song and I know it's not a very popular song..." he asked.
"I'm sorry I need to go, my parents are waiting outside." She murmured. It was so soft that even Brendan, who was standing in front of her, couldn't really hear what she said. All he heard was "Sorry, I ...to...parents..."
Then, she turned and left, Brendan heard a small 'clink'.
Brendan crooked an eyebrow, "Hot babe... but what a shy girl." He said and shrugged. Accidentally, he dropped his bow (A/N: for people that don't know about violins, the bow I'm talking about isn't the ones that are necktie bow thingies, it's the stick-y thing people play the violin with.). He bent down to pick up his bow. Something shinny caught his eye, he picked up the silver object and put it in his pocket. Her star-shaped hairpin.
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X.x so tired.... Oh yeah, about the sentence/punishment thingie, I don't really know about it, I just... kinda... made it up........
May: ...
Um...and the performers' names are mostly from signs outside for election thingie or ads from junk mail thingies so DON'T SUE ME FOR THE NAMES, THEY DO NO WRONG!
May:...O.o
Um... and for the song, I know it is bad, please don't flame me because of that, and the rest off the song will be sung/posted in later chapters.
May: Anyways, review!
