A story based on...
Hanazakari no Kimitachi e
Hana Kimi story by: Hisaya Nakajo
Featured in: Hakusensha's Hana to Yume
This tale by: Hideki Kinomoto
ACT II The Birth of Mizuki Daaé?!
"I haven't fully made my decisions as to whom I wish to portray whom. But I do have a general idea..." murmured out Himejima, eyeing the class with a look often seen in the blank, cold eyes of a Great White shark about to feast. However, his eyes seemed to glimmer a bit at Mizuki. Himejima being one of the few to know her truth. "So, the candidates I have in mind will go with me to Saint Blossom's today for the conference we are to have regarding a few of the ladies there being in the play!"
Slowly, Mizuki's shoulders caved toward a bit of a slump. "The all girls school, huh? Even if he knows I'm a girl there's no way he'd chose me. Its too dangerous..." she thought. It was common knowledge Saint Blossom's had a refined Drama department. It wasn't totally a baseless fear for little Mizuki, but she always had a way of never being able to hide that look of being worried about something. Torn, once more, back into reality by the feel of warmth, she turned her head to the side a bit to see Sano's arm outstretched, giving her a little pet.
"Why that face? You look like you just had the wind knocked out of you..." he whispered, trying not to interrupt the others going-on's in the front of the class. But not wishing to simply wait till later to solve Mizuki's woe's.
"N-No reason...just..." with a sigh, that little depression seemed to have disappeared from her face. "I don't care what happens, you and I have to be in this play, Sano! Promise me that."
It was an outburst Sano hadn't expected. One worthy of making him suddenly break into a soft sweat. He wasn't known for being all that shy, but the idea of being in a musical play didn't seem to sway him the way that involved his participation. But that look in Mizuki's eyes was one that he couldn't precisely disobey. It was this understanding he had with this common expression of determination she wore, that put him in so many peculiar situations. Apparently, this would be no different...
"Well, if thats what you want." That was his only words towards it. She looked to overjoyed at the prospect for him to point out the dangers of if she got a female role. Another part of him felt it fine to agree, as what were the chances of two people out of all the ones that would no doubt audition, getting the part of anything in the lead?
"Ahem!" exclaimed Himejima as he mocked clearing his throat. "I'll now announce the–..." However, his feisty cat-like glare was to befall another intruder that turned many heads.
"Hokuto! I knew I'd find you if I looked hard enough!" beamed a voice near the doorway.
Of course, the good Dr. Umeda wasn't without knowledge that something like this might happen. Even then it was like he had a Sixth sense for these things. Whether it be his sister Io or his deranged stalker, Akiha Hara, there was only ever one answer to their presence! As the intruder exclaimed having found Umeda, all eyes shifted from Himejima to where Dr. Umeda was moments ago, only to be surprised to see him halfway out a window!
"Suicide is strictly forbidden!" exclaimed the intruder as he clung to Hokuto, tugging at him viciously to return back to the safe confides of the class room.
"Get away from me you crazy bastard!" roared Hokuto, placing his foot on the man's chest and trying to shove him off with all his might!
The war was short lived and didn't end in a victory for everyone's favorite school medic. Sitting once more at the teachers desk, arms crossed over his chest and eyes narrowed into the most stabbing of devilish glares. To his side, the dear intruder that marveled at how well he'd managed to save Dr. Umeda's life. Now the room was plus one.
"Aren't you going to introduce me to the class, Hokuto?" chimed the happy puppy of a man to his side.
"Kids, this abomination of existence is one, Akiha Hara..." hissed out Dr. Umeda.
The class wasn't silent for long! News of Akiha Hara was wide spread as Japan's most revered model photographer. Mizuki knew the guy and simply gave him waves which were returned. Sano was given waves that he opted to ignore by turning his head to the side. While Nakatsu offered waves that simply weren't returned, so he sulked and pretended Sano's waves were his own. The trio, with the inclusion of Nanba, had done some modeling for Akiha Hara not too terribly long ago and they'd all become rather close in their time together. Acknowledged by Nanba with a simple curt nod of the head, every reaction to his appearance was about to be blown away...
"THE Akiha Hara?!" squealed out Himejima, looking like a woman in love. Sprinting to Hara's side, a wonderful little grin having woven itself across his face. "Why, whatever brings the world-famous model photographer to the humble class 2-C?"
"Well, little Hokuto here let it slip that he was going to be orientating the class today, for which would be the lime-light of a recreation of the Phantom of the Opera! A talent such as mine could be useful in making this play topnotch and all plays need a good photographer to dish out publicity!" It was like he'd rehearsed it a thousand times. But the news couldn't have possibly been received any better.
"The great Akiha Hara...!? Helping me with my play!? To what do I owe you?" Himejima was of the mind he could probably drop dead on the floor this very moment and die the happiest man alive.
"Oh, nothing major! Just put me in the play." That much was clearly thought out and fully rehearsed.
"Consider it done!" exclaimed Himejima, looking positively enthralled.
"Not to interrupt this...odd love the two of you are sharing at the moment, but maybe you should enlighten the class as to just who is going to be going with you to Saint Blossom's?" interrupted Nanba, looking as though he'd been asleep through the past half-hour or so.
"Agreed, the whole scene is making me rather nauseated..." grumbled Dr. Umeda. An expression labeled simply as uncaring adorned his face.
"Fine, fine...you party pooper's." Holding up a list, Himejima made a few scribbles. No doubt working his now best friend, Akiha Hara, into the play. With a few corrections he spoke up again, finding most of the class eyeing him with extreme interest. "Nakatsu Shuichi, Ashiya Mizuki, Senri Nakao, and Sano Izumi! Would you all prepare to leave for Saint Blossom's, where we'll meet up with Megumi Tennoji! We've a busy few weeks ahead, so hustle up!"
Grinning widely, Nakatsu spun around in his seat and leapt towards Mizuki and Sano. When the play was even first mentioned he had envisioned Mizuki all dressed up like a girl, swooning over him as he sprang at her on stage in the Phantom's costume, belting out lines of love. Of course, that was all he knew of the particular play. That there was a guy and girl and love unrequited. It was enough to fuel him onward.
"The three of us got in! I thought they'd require rehearsal's but it really seems like Himejima has people in mind for particular roles. Aren't you guys excited?!" he exclaimed, eyeing Mizuki and Sano.
"I..." began Mizuki, looking down at the desk again. "I'm extremely excited! I never dreamt I'd get a chance at something like this. And to not even have had to rehearse..." Instantly, her eyes flashed to Himejima, as though trying to telepathically transmit her wishes to him.
"Oh Mizuki! You're so cute!" interjected Nakatsu before Sano could so much as say a grunt. Lunging at Mizuki to give her a huge hug, Mizuki coiled back a bit looking surprised but bracing for impact. It was at that moment Nakatsu didn't get shot down by just one person, but by two. Sano landed an elbow to his back to drive him to the ground and a jumbo stick of chalk had flown from Umeda's direction and laid waste to the back of his head. An effective take down, Sano and Umeda would agree with quiet nods of acknowledgment to each other.
After some time, the selected students to go with Himejima to Saint Blossom's had finally gathered their bags and coats and anything else Himejima required them to take. Handing them all notepads and pen's, he had instructed them to write down the character for which they felt they should play and why. Insisting above all else that they be absolutely honest in their reasoning. His second set of instructions was that during the visit to Saint Blossom's they were to help him select which ladies seemed like good choices and which they just didn't feel deserved a shot. However, everyone got a foreboding sense that he'd clearly already made his selections but simply wanted to keep idle hands at bay. The best thing of all was a promise Akiha made to them. As he had decided to go to Saint Blossom's with the group. He gave them all the promise that once they were done, he'd treat the whole group to lunch care of his generosity!
Upon their arrival, they were escorted towards the office of Hanayashiki Hibari, Himejima's rival. Whom everyone remembered as the well-endowed over-seer of all events within the walls of Saint Blossom's who helped organize the co-ed dance some time ago. Within her office was Tennoji, his pre-ordained fiancé Amagasaki Kana, and Hibari. Both Tennoji and Kana had taken to standing on either side of Hibari's desk and Hibari herself stood behind the desk, looking out the large window she had in the office. Upon seeing Mizuki, Tennoji stood a bit more rigid. For he was the one that had found out Mizuki when he saw her changing one day. Weeks later the man was still embarrassed and guilt ridden. There were just enough seats for everyone, with the exception of Akiha. This gave forth even greater the image that everything had already been organized and they were simply being lead along like a flock of sheep.
"Good morning, Hanayashiki. I come before you with the students from Class 2-C of Osaka High, for who I have selected." started Himejima, carrying a certain air of formality that this school nearly exuded due to their aristocratic like setting.
"Splendid!" she retorted, pivoting on a heel to turn about and study everyone who'd been gathered. When her eyes met with Nakatsu's she gave a soft glare. Apparently she didn't feel as strongly about Nakatsu being included as Himejima did. But every one else looked like a good choice. Of course, there was the surprise inclusion of Akiha Hara, who she was now giving the stare down. "Hey, hot guy right there. Who are you?" And the formal air was shattered...
"Me?" squeaked out Hara, sounding quite surprised to be called out. Yet alone given the off the bat title of "hot guy right there". "My name is Akiha Hara, world famous model photographer! Most humbled to be at your service." With a bow, he concluded his somewhat over the top introduction.
"Himejima! How did you get Akiha Hara in on this play!? You totally didn't warn me you'd be bringing him! Kana, go fetch the man a chair! Until then, Nakatsu Shuichi, you stay standing!" Giving a soft clear of her voice, she regained her composure after that very odd outburst and offered a little curtsey and a sweet smile. "My guests, please have a seat."
Everyone took to their seat rather readily. For some reason or another she definitely was viewed as a woman to be feared. Not even Nakatsu leaked a complaint about having to wait for Kana to get him a chair to sit in. Instead, taking to standing like a soldier in the military. Great posture and salute included! Though it only took mere moments for Kana to return and place his seat, the two of them exchanging a happy smile before the room returned to silence. Though, the little smile they had didn't go un-noticed by Tennoji who gave Nakatsu quite possibly the most frightening glare ever, leaving him rather pale.
"As you all know, you're here for us to discuss your roles in the reproduction of Phantom of the Opera, in a joint merger project between our school and yours! Each of you have been selected due to a certain way we see you or could possibly see you..." Shooting Nakatsu a stare, Hibari sighed. "Then again, some of us are still wondering what qualities some of the collected supposedly have."
"Allow me, dear Hanayashiki!" Piped in Himejima, springing from his seat and taking to standing beside her, ready to list off things. So, it was true. The characters for the most part had been selected and kept secret from the little group so far. But, they were about to learn just what their places were. "I'll begin with the one for which I house no doubt you are the most curious as to his selection. That would be Nakatsu Shuichi. Please stand, Shuichi!"
Instantly, Nakatsu didn't think to jump on the defensive. Instead he began to sweat profusely as nervousness over-powered his sense of self justice towards others giving his good name the wrong doing! Sitting up in his chair a bit before rising to his feet, fist clenched to his sides as though he were restraining some epic and explosive force within him. "Yes sir!" he finally croaked out, voice a bit shaky.
"Actually!" interrupted Hibari. "I want to do a little something here as well." While she spoke, her eyes were resting intently on Sano, who had noticed and decided to look the other way. "Why not have Sano and Nakatsu do this part. After all, we're seeing how well they work with this part together, are we not?" With a little tilt of her head, she studied Himejima.
"You do make an amazing point. Very well then!" Retrieving two sheets of paper from a little clipboard he'd been keeping to himself, he strolled over to Sano first, whispering a little something. Then onto Nakatsu whom looked absolutely livid once he realized what he had to do. "Alright then! Sano, if you'll please stand as well. The two of you, come stand in front of this window! I do believe it will emit quite the air of drama."
"Remember you two, play the roles as though you were the character. Put your soul into them, as though they are very much an extension of yourself. Only then will we be satisfied!" finished Hibari, who nodded in unison with Himejima.
As the two left their bags at their seats, Nakatsu taking off his jacket as well, Mizuki studied Sano. He looked oddly calm considering being put on the spot like this. For someone who looked like they weren't interested in the play in the beginning, he was pretty accepting of the situation. But it was just because of her that he was doing any of this. The excitement she had towards the play and the fact that he knew it would make her happy if he did it. Unlike Nakatsu, he'd left his jacket on but unbuttoned it. It was a little something that made Hibari and Himejima grin, perfect use of objects around him. Nervously, everyone stared at the two, who in the glowing sunlight from the window, appeared as two silhouettes. Both nodding to each other, it was time they began.
Turning his back on Nakatsu, Sano stood in preparation. Staring down the wall opposing him, he tried to think of the best way to deliver the opening, for it was his lines to be uttered first. Studying the paper, he decided to memorize his lines so that he could fill them with the emotion they required simply on the fly. On the page existed three sets of lines. A segment for The Phantom, Christine, and Raoul. The lines for Christine had been etched out with a permanent marker. Raoul's lines had been once marked through with a pen. And his...The Phantom's, had arrows pointing to them. It was his role to play The Phantom.
"Wait, I think my dear! We have a guest!" he began, spinning about on his heel's to face Nakatsu. His coat which he'd unbuttoned flowing momentarily as though a cape. "This is indeed, an unparalleled delight! I had rather hoped you would come." He kept his head down low, allowing a few stray bangs to shield his face. "And now, my wish comes true. You have joined and made my night!"
"Free her!" exclaimed Nakatsu. A part of him was disappointed but he opted not to carry it in his voice. Apparently, they had selected Sano as the likely successor to The Phantom. But it wouldn't stop him... "Do what you like only free her! Have you no pity!?" He roared, clenching his fist and holding it before him. Expressing an anger he felt Raoul might feel towards The Phantom.
"Your lover makes a passionate plea!" cackled Sano, sounding also as though bitterly mocking someone. He had placed a hand over half of his face, the tips of his fingers teasing at his hair line as he prepared to make with a greater scene of drama.
"I love her! Does that mean nothing, I love her!" he exclaimed, clenching both fist angrily to his side which sent the sheet of lines flying from his hand and to the ground. For he too had memorized his lines, sharing Sano's silent wish to make this as impressive as he could. "Show some compassion!"
"The world showed no compassion to me!" Sano shouted in retort. While at the same time quickly slipping his hand up his face, clutching hair in his hand and opening vision to the other side of his face. Obviously, not being disfigured, but making an attempt to be in character as deeply as possible.
"Christine, Christine! Let me see her!" he spat back, taking a step forward, brow furrowed in anger.
"...be my guest." replied Sano in a dark tone, slowly lowering his head to hide a smirk.
The two stood there a moment, the room in utter silence as everyone waited in awe to see what the two were going to do next. Then suddenly the tension found it had no place, as the two bowed to the room before standing readily for being critiqued by both Himejima and Hibari. But instead, they were met with looks of utter delight! Hara began applauding and soon the entire room, for its few people within it, were in an uproar of clapping, laughter, and cheers. It kind of caught the two of them off-guard, as they knew they tried their best but wasn't sure of the turn out. Out of everyone though, it was Mizuki who was displaying the most peculiar of reactions. She was staring at Sano, as though entranced by his acting. To her, he was the perfect vision of The Phantom. The tone he used with his voice, the way he acted out his movements. She absolutely had to be Christine just to share moments with him. Blush riddled her face and it hadn't dawned on her that it had. Another fact she didn't calculate in was that if her wish to be Christine came true, she'd be acting out a love triangle. Which oddly enough, was her every day life.
"Excellent work, Sano and Nakatsu. We had hoped you'd fill the roles quite well and we were far from disappointed." commented Hibari after everything had calmed down. Apparently she was no longer cross with Himejima for selecting Nakatsu.
"Agreed, entirely! Sano Izumi, you have sealed the role of The Phantom! And Nakatsu Shuichi, you have concreted the role of Raoul, Viconte de Chagny! Now, if you will. Take your seats and just relax, you've done more than your parts for the day." Himejima was over-joyed to see how well the two had done. It was no secret to a certain few that there was an air of rivalry between Sano and Nakatsu for something. However, he was one of the few aware of what that something was. It was this knowledge that led him towards his decision.
"Now, the next part we thought to actually cast a girl, however we couldn't locate one of simple beauty and just so happened to be easy to listen to. Himejima left it to us to locate a Christine and have her selected by today's meeting. Upon realizing we could not find one, sadly, among our flock. We chose–..." Hibari wouldn't get to finish this thought just yet.
"I refuse! If Nanba-sempai is not The Phantom, I refuse to play the role of Christine. Absolutely, one-hundred percent, refuse! No offense, Sano..." roared out a very interruptive Nakao. Nose to the air and arms crossed over his chest in refusal.
"As I was saying!" continued Hibari, pretending Nakao hadn't even opened his mouth. "Himejima selected one of you for the role and concluded the best pick from simply browsing about his classmen would be you! Ashiya Mizuki!" with a hand outstretched and pointed at Mizuki, she wore a pleased smile. During the dance, it was Mizuki's soft appearance to the eyes that suddenly came to mind. Though delighted, she hadn't a clue about the little secret.
"M-Me!? I...I mean, you're..." she was too flustered for words. How had she been chosen over a school full of girls for the leading female position? Well, that might have been obvious to her if she really thought it out. Himejima had made the selection, after all. Sound good singing or not, it certainly seemed a better choice to use a Saint Blossom's girl instead of her, simply for safety's sake.
"But of course, dear Mizuki! Remember that dance we had? I simply couldn't ignore how elegant you look in a dress when it comes to the part of Christine. On top of that, you, Sano and Nakatsu have amazing chemistry as friends which will undeniably lead to very compelling performances!" Nodding, quite certain of himself, and a devilish grin across his face. Himejima stood up and walked towards Mizuki, a single sheet of paper loosening itself from the clip board and finding it in her hands. "However, it is our wish to still hear you rehearse this simple, but very memorable line from the play. You'll be doing this by yourself, unlike Nakatsu and Sano." bowing out of the way, he motions with a hand for her to step up to the window. Before she could rise though, he leaned in and whispered something into her ear.
Sheer nervousness. If Nakatsu had felt nervous to be singing out lines which housed anger, for the most part, to sing one of the more memorable lines was going to shake the legs out from under her, or so she thought. Looking back as she approached the window, she saw Sano giving her one of his reassuring smiles. It seemed to melt everything away and instill her with courage. This was, after all, just what she wanted. Scene's of the play filled her mind, the beat of the music for the scene fresh in her mind. She would do justice to this play or risk her right of claiming it to be one of her favorites. Upon looking over the crowd, Sano wasn't the only one giving her a reassuring look. The entire room was, they also were eager for her to do her best. It was time to follow Himejima's advice. And so...she had to.
"In sleep, he sang to me. In dreams, he came..." eyes closed, her head titled softly to the side. If not for her scarf, the side of her neck would have been bared. Delicately, tender strands of hair dance past her closed eyes. "That voice which calls to me and speaks my name! And do I dream again?" Her arms went out to her side, and as though she were not trying to hide her very much not male status, she sang more brilliantly than before. "For now, I find. The Phantom of the Opera is there...inside my mind!" She carried the notes in all the right places and in the end, let her voice fall slowly and arms cross over her chest, head drooping downward.
Neither Sano and Nakatsu's performance, or her's were obviously going to be as good as the original. But they had all three done a marvelous job of putting themselves into the character, making it seem and feel as though they were meant to be the characters they portrayed. Though, there wasn't applause at the end of Mizuki's rehearsal. Instead, everyone stared. She'd sounded too female to be over-looked by those who didn't know the secret, was the only thought that ran through Sano's mind.Despite the thought, he was the first to clap. Everyone followed suit without a seconds hesitation. As though just waiting for someone to break that ice somehow. Hara had left the room and was standing outside the door, a grin across his face.
"So, our little diamond in the rough just did the rehearsal for the part of Christine." he spoke into the cell phone, sounding bemused.
"Is that so? She's definitely not making things easy on herself. That idiot..." retorted Umeda, sounding just as "happy" as always.
"Come now, Umi-san! You say such things, but its obvious you very much care what happens to the girl. You just so happen to leave the protecting up to Sano, even though you forget the poor guy probably doesn't know her secret. So, why oh why would he be compelled to protect her?" Brow quirked, Hara waited patiently for Umeda's response. Umeda had been quite good at keeping the fact she was found out by the Dorm Head's and Sano a good secret from Hara, a fact that delighted the good doctor.
"Don't be so blind. Its quite clear Sano knows, least to those who also know. To the others, it might come off that Sano likes another guy. But long as he has the knowledge, he justifies it within. Anyway, there are several instances in which he's protected that girl. He might just be humoring that moron by letting her do as she pleases. I have work to get back to, call me when its important..."
"Hah, so you've already figured that much, huh?" Hara spoke to himself, closing his flip phone and heading back into the room. Which only recently, exploded into applause for Mizuki's acting at the rehearsal.
Bowing a few times, blush absolutely devouring her smiling face, she steadied herself for Hibari and Himejima's response to her rehearsal. The two had been leaned near each other and whispering adamantly. So, slowly her eyes focused on Sano, who was staring in a way that didn't help her blush at all. A shy grin spread across her face and eyes focused heavily on the ground. Then it hit her! Had she been to feminine in her rehearsal to even pass as a guy now? Was her secret soon to be let out to the remainder of not only Osaka High, but now Saint Blossom's? Now her look of happiness was waning and Sano was perceiving it the most. However, before he could make movements to ease her worries, Hibari and Himejima had ended their conference.
"It was splendid! We stand resolute that we didn't make a bad choice in not casting one of our ladies, Mizuki. You've definitely made us sigh relief. So...you can go sit down now!" As Hibari spoke, she'd began to usher Mizuki back to her seat so she could stand once more, behind her desk. "Himejima! The floor is once more yours."
"Excellent job on living up to the expectations of the three lead roles. Oh, how it fills my heart with unsung joy!" Delightedly, he riffled through some more papers and took a slight seat against the front side of Hibari's desk. "A few changes have been made here and there. At the request of Akiha, he will be performing the role of Monsieur Firmin Richard. It was also one of his stipulations regarding photographing the play and doing our make-up that Hokuto Umeda play the role of Monsieur Andre Moncharmin. Simply because its funny, I've decided to give you a little role, Tennoji!" A devilish grin spread across his lips. "You can thank me later, Piangi. And since its obvious Nakao has his heart set on a female role, what with his exclamation of not wanting to be Christine if Nanba wasn't present, he gets the role of Meg Giry. Carlotta has been taken for some time by Hanayashiki here, in exchange for using some of her students for extra's and assistants to make the play as best we can!As for Madame Giry and Buquet, I'm still searching. Though I believe Taiki Kayashima told me he'd fill in for Buquet if we were not successful inlocatinga good one, so we'll go with that!" Upon seeing the faces of the others, he couldn't help but clear his throat. He had rather gone on a tangent and not really given anyone room to speak else wise.
"When did you up and decide I had to be in this play, Himejima!?" growled out Tennoji, shattering the silence.
"Oh, come now! Its not such a big deal. Kana thought it was a good idea! She wants a chance to see you on stage." hissed Hibari, with a snake like grin. Knowing that Tennoji would never say no if it was Kana's idea.
"Plus, it has few lines! So get over it you big baby!" added Himejima, looking rather matter-of-factly as he straightened some papers against his clipboard. "Tomorrow I will give you all your scripts so that we may begin orientating ourselves with scene's after dinner. As for now, consider yourself dismissed to the care of Akiha Hara."
"Aren't ya coming too, Himejima?" asked Hara, raising his brows in curiosity.
"As much as I would love to, good sir! I must attend to some matters regarding the play. The school expects you to take good care our students while they are out, blah, blah, blah..." Grinning, he stood from his seat and motioned for everyone else to do so.
The day had progressed amazingly well! And before they knew it, the opening rehearsal was complete and most of the roles already filled in. Nakao whined all the way to the restaurant about his role and the absence of Nanba. But he seemed to be the only one to complain. Mizuki wore quite possibly the happiest little grin she'd worn in a while. Nakatsu was reading a copy of The Phantom of the Opera that Hibari let him borrow to familiarize himself with just who Raoul was. Sano was rather calm, it wasn't anything major for him. Though, he was naturally nervous that he had to be in any play. Along the way, Mizuki gave him little looks of curiosity, often finding herself thinking of what he was going to look like dressed as The Phantom.
The meal Hara bought for them was pleasing but he had to call that enough was enough when Nakatsu was having "thirds". It was during this meal that Mizuki decided to ask Sano how he felt about being in the play, hoping that he wasn't too displeased as he hadn't shown any positive signs yet.
"So..." she began, as she often did. Almost second guessing talking to him about it. "...you aren't upset that you were chosen for one of the lead roles, are you Sano?"
"Upset? What would I have to be upset for?" he asked, studying her curiously. She was being shy again, but most of all, she was worried about him. And he hated that he made her worry about him so much.
"Its just...you don't seem too happy about it. I'd hate if you, you know, did something you didn't want just because I made you promise." And again, that warmth. She didn't even have to look up to know Sano had his hand on her head. But it would have been a better idea to. Because this time he had leaned in and placed a kiss to her forhead.
"You just worry about doing your part and I'll worry about doing mine. We're both going to do just fine. I'm happy to be in the play with you, Mizuki..." Then, that warm smile of his that he seemed to only want to share with her as he leaned back from the glowing red face of Mizuki's.
Looking on, Hara simply allowed a smile to spread across his face. Thinking that Hokuto was right. Sano really was trying to protect Mizuki. Whether it be from other people, from the world, or from herself. Sano was always there to make sure that special glow Mizuki had about her was never extinguished.
Here's hoping this chapter of the fanfiction was everything it was anticipated to be! Feel free to comment and let me know my area's of weakness and strength. This is a work of fiction. No characters from Hana Kimi are mine. No rights to The Phantom of the Opera are mine. But the idea to mingle both into an art of fanfiction IS mine, mwah-haha. Thank you for your time! Hope you enjoyed!