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PheonixFire here :P
And yes, I know this is seriously overdue, but I think you'll have to learn to understand that whenever I say 'a week', I pretty much mean 'about 2 months'
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Anyways, I'll shut up and let you move on. (btw, theres a little bit ot VERY minor swearing, so those who are seriously against it...yeah :P)
HERE IS THE LONG AWAITED (I hope ) CHAPTER 5!
Chapter 5
This is utterly pointless, thought a very irritated Akimitsu Takuto as he sat in the middle of a café surrounded by squealing fangirls.
"Akimitsu-sama, I always watch your shows-"
"Takuto-kun!"
"-I always listen to your songs!"
"I have 2 of each of your CDs!"
"I have 4!"
Takuto picked up his coffee nonchalantly, doing his best to block out the annoying sounds. He glared at his manager who sat at a safe distance away, smiling sheepishly. Takuto turned away to emphasize his anger, wrinkling his nose in disgust as the strong smell of perfume reached. Damn this…
He glared in her direction, some even hissing. She bit her shaking lip as Takuto turned into her vague direction, not really focusing on her peach-pink face. "P-Please sign this!" she hurriedly finished her sentence, bending down halfway and holding forward a white cardboard paper decorated with pink flowers. A red pen was held on the other hand. Takuto blinked, ever so slightly surprised. There was silence a few seconds. Then all hell broke loose.
"You bitch-"
"Takuto-kun belongs to all of us!"
"Don't even call him by his first name!" Despite the enormous rise in noise, Takuto was extremely relieved to have some of the attention off of him for a minute and he stood up silently, doing his best to keep the metal chair from scraping the rough tiled floor. His manager, seeing his movement stood up quickly as well, but much less gracefully. He bobbled along to Takuto's side, his smile dropping as soon as he saw Takuto's face.
Takuto cast a quick look backwards, catching a glance of the fighting crowd of well-dressed girls. Sighing, he hurried towards the door, his long legs covering the short distance swiftly.
"…Takuto-san?" said his manager tentatively, "is there anything you want to do now that you've deserted your…wonderful fans?"
Takuto's eyes narrowed dangerously for a second, and his manager prepared himself for one of his many temper breaks. Suddenly, his eyes turned thoughtful, losing all anger and an all-knowing smirk appeared on his face. "Actually, yes, I do have a place I want to go to."
Sano hurried along in the pouring rain, nearly slipping on a nearby tile. Swearing quickly, he rushed under the cover of a bus station, peering out into the dark rain. Sighing, he leaned against the damp walls of the bus station, peering out into the dark, constant rain. Mizuki...He had not recieved any phone calls from her ever since he told her about the cancelled practice, and that was definitely unusual. She has a rather impatient nature, one that Sano knows about very well, and not having any hurried or irritated calls from her that would end abruptly were quite worrying.
He took out his phone for the third time, flipping it open to see an empty screen. No missed calls. Where is she?
With his heart heavy and his mind full of thoughts, he waited, staring at the blank screen, willing a message or the vibration to start, and yet there was nothing.
Now discouraged, he leaned his back against the wall, waiting impatiently for the bus to come.
Mizuki....
"Takuto-san...why are we in this area? You're house is on the other side, and much nicer, I have to add." His manager stared with disgust at the dirt that gathered on the road. The rain had finally subsided, and a dark, clear sky littered with stars shone down upon the only two people on the quiet road. "Come on, Takuto, let's go home." His manager whined uncomfortably as the cold after-rain wind blew. Takuto ignored his whimpering and studied a small map. 22...24...26...27. Found it, he thought, walking slowly from one house to another. There was a slight light flickering in the window of the apartment he was looking for, but otherwise, he could see no other signs of life. He waited impatiently for a second, for the first time, having hesitations about his decisions. Damn this, I'm going in. Takuto walked up the steps confidently, ignoring the constant unelegant creaking that emitted with every step he took the metal staircase. He turned left, wincing as he nearly touched the dirty, wet wall.
"Takuto, really, you may not be in work right now, but I am still your manager! And as your manager, I think that we should..." his brave outburst slowly quieted down to a mutter at the icy gaze of Takuto landed on him. Sniggering at his cowardice, Takuto continued along the quiet corridor and ended up at his deesired apartment. He glanced at the nameplate, frowning at what he saw.
Sano Izumi
Ashiya Mizuki
Sano Izumi...he thought, a strange annoyance increasing in him. Who the hell's that? Irritated, he knocked on the door loudly, with no response. With his anger increasing with every knock, Takuto finally burst and tried the doorknob, which, much to his suprise, was open and unlocked. "Oi. Little singing chick. Where are you?" he walked right into the apartment, not even bothering to take off his shoes.
"Takuto!" his manager yelped in utter horror in his responsibility's failing manners. "We can't just enter a house without permission...we can be sued you know! You're entire career, everything! It'll all be over and you won't be able to do anything about it!" Although he greatly desired to shout it all out, he was careful not to raise his voice.
Takuto promptly ignored his manager for the third time that night and rounded about the corner, muttering about the little area within the apartment. Until he noticed a small figure bent over on the table filled with food and a candle just about to burn out.
"What the...Oi. Wake up." He reached out his hand and touched the young girl's face, sweeping back some hair. He twitched as he felt the immense heat radiating from her and immediately called for his manager. "Hey! Can you get an ambulance?" His manager, having just arrived at the doorway panting, looked up in surprise.
"Wha-?"
"Just call the stupid ambulance!" Takuto picked up the girl, almost dropping her in surprise to her lightness. He recognized her as the girl he met in the park the other day. Ashiya Mizuki. The girl with the good voice. Gritting his teeth in annoyance, he tore out the door and looked around for some help, peering through the darkness. His manager picked up a phone on the nearby counter in the apartment and called, speed-dailing the hospitals.
Shit, thought Takuto. Mizuki was drenched in sweat and her face was pink from the fever.
"Mizuki!" a male voice filled with anger and surprise echoed in the neighborhood. Takuto blinked and looked down at the black-haired, towering boy about his age, dressed in sports-wear and holding a sports bag on his shoulder, which was soon discarded on the ground. Suddenly, his memory clicked and an image of the exact same boy jumping over a great height in TV flashed in his mind.
Sano...Izumi?
Phew. Ok, the ending is a little crappy, I know, but it was seriously hard to figure out a way to put this =__=
anyways
hope you enjoyed chapter 5
you'll have to find out what happens later on...:D
and thanks all that have reviewed, especially SoulReaper Rukia (your comment was seriously encouraging, tho i dk y :P), Emo Naom (i'll definitely update more now :D), and Handwritten (coz you seriously helped me for this chapter :D and plus your review was the longest by far xDD)
To everyone else who commented, THANKS and please keep REVIEWING, coz that's what keeps me going :D
who knows.
I might even add your name up there too :P lolx.
KEEP WAITING HANA KIMI FANS :DDD
-PheonixFire166
(I'm seriously hyper right now, so you'll have to endure the retardedness at the end :))
