AUTHOR'S NOTE: Amaya: Hello everyone and welcome back for another chapter of super fluffy insanity!
Shiro: By the way, if we have any Ren fangirls reading this, just know that we love Ren, but we also love to mess with Ren...a lot!
Amaya: Indeed we do. Plus, you can't say he didn't get what was coming to him.
Shiro: And what is coming to him!
Amaya: No spoilers Shiro! Although I will admit that some parts of this chapter will make you say "Awww" a lot.
Shiro: Or make you laugh your ass off!
Amaya: As it should!
Disclaimer: We do not own Uta Pri. Shiro: *whine* I want Masato-sama~.
Chapter 5
"Oh God, oh God, I can't believe I did that. I can't believe I did that," Amaya chanted to herself for perhaps the hundredth time since she had ran back into class that morning. Her and Shiro walked side by side to the lunch room, looking like a pair of zombies. "I can't believe I did that...,"
"Would you calm down?" Shiro murmured. "If Ren did the same thing, I'm sure you won't get in trouble either."
"That's not what I'm worried about!" Amaya exclaimed. They entered the lunch room about then, Amaya's gaze seemed drawn to Syo almost instantly despite being so far across the room as always. Her heart was in her throat. "I can't do this," she whispered.
"Eh?" Shiro questioned tiredly.
"I. Can't. Do. This!" Amaya exclaimed in panic, more nervous energy buzzing within her than ever. The song may have been good, but he definitely thinks I'm some kind of obsessed crazed stalker now, or something! All that talk of love, and I've never said more than a few words to him! Amaya, you idiot! She took a few steps back, intent on making a hasty exit. "S-Shiro, if anyone asked where I am, tell them I uhh...went to feed the ducks!" Amaya turned and tore down the hallway, silently cursing herself for the lame excuse but not bothering to go back and correct it.
Shiro, for once too delusional with exhaustion to be bothered by her friend leaving her alone, simply stared off after her and sweatdropped. "Oooookay." Shiro took her usual spot in the lunch room without grabbing any food, opened up a small, rectangular sterling silver case and produced a shiny harmonica from it. She pulled out her completed sheet music, shuffled them in the right order and began to play a lilting, jazzy tune.
A dim shadow fell over her paper as someone approached from behind. Shiro closed her eyes and breathed deeply, silently praying, Please don't let it be Ren. But upon turning around she saw Syo Kurusu instead, appearing confident and determined.
"Can I help you with something?" Shiro asked tiredly.
His bold expression faltered the more he spoke, "Have you seen...uhh...umm..."
"You're looking for Amaya, right?" Shiro yawned.
Syo's large eyes grew even larger at the sound of her name, turning away in embarrassment as he blushed.
"If I remember correctly...," Shiro began as she tapped her harmonica to her chin, "she told me she was...going to feed ducks?" She raised her eyebrow as she thought, That is a terrible lie.
"Ducks?..." Syo paused for a moment and then brightened with an epiphany. "The lake!" With that, he bolted from the cafeteria, leaving Shiro to shrug and continue where she left off.
When Syo reached the shore of the lake, he looked around in all directions. But Amaya was out of sight. He cupped his hands around his mouth and began to shout, "Amaya? ….Amaya!"
At that moment, a small duck waddled onto the shore nearby, shaking the water from its feathers.
Upon noticing the creature, Syo pointed as if he were about to begin interrogating it. "You! You're a duck! Amaya's supposed to be feeding you! Have you seen her?!"
"...Quack?" the water fowl responded.
Syo's arm lowered slowly in realization. "I'm...talking...to a duck!" he exclaimed in disbelief. He clasped his hat and pulled it over his face as he sank to his knees in mortification. I really hope Amaya wasn't around to see that, he thought as his face reddened.
Fortunately for him, she wasn't.
~~~~~~~~~~In the girls' dorm~~~~~~~~~~
A bluesy melody filled the dorm room as Shiro continued her practice on the harmonica. She wanted to get it perfect before she recorded the music overlay. A soft rustling of a key entering the lock in the door interrupted her playing. Amaya, looking even more bedraggled than she had in class that afternoon, shuffled into the room. After the morning class, she had disappeared to God knows where, missing lunch and even skipping out on her afternoon class. "I'm back," she reported sleepily.
"Where have you been all day?" Shiro asked before continuing her tune.
"...Places," Amaya answered. "I am convinced, I am the stupidest person alive."
"I was convinced of that on our first meeting," Shiro stated flatly. "What finally made you realize that?"
"BECAUSE I STILL FREAKING AVOIDED HIM ALL DAY!" Amaya cried in frustration. "I thought if I put everything out into the open it would make it easier, but if anything it only made it a hell of a lot harder!"
"Well, of course it did, you poured out your heart to the guy you like," Shiro pointed out. "In front of the whole school, no less."
"What are you implying?! That song was great!" Amaya shouted in defense. But then her self-esteem dropped like a ton of lead weights. "Oh god, it was awful wasn't it?! I suck at everything!"
"That's not what I was saying," Shiro assured her. "I'm just saying you sang to the guy you like, anyone would be embarrassed to a certain degree."
"Yea, except for just about every famous idol that ever lived," Amaya muttered almost inaudibly. "So why did I think that would be a good idea again?" Amaya groaned with a cringe-worthy facepalm.
"Because Ren, the most confident guy in school, did it."
"All the more reason I should have known it was a bad idea! Ren is freaking creepy!" She plopped down on her bed and began to pummel her pillow. "I didn't win his heart at all! I just humiliated him! He'll never want to speak to me now!"
"Yea." Shiro went back to practicing for a short minute more. Though it felt like an eternity to Amaya as she added, "Oh by the way, Syo was looking for you at lunch today."
"He was..." Amaya whispered into her bed sheets. She sprang from her bed, heart beating at a million miles an hour. "HE WAS?!"
"Well of course he was, you wrote a song about him."
"Oh my god," Amaya gasped, hugging herself in rapture. But she dropped back down to earth as a realization came to her. "Wait...why didn't you tell me this before I spiraled into a depression?!"
"Cause it was funny."
"I'm going to kill you," Amaya growled.
"I told him that you went to go feed ducks."
Amaya's face screwed up in confusion. "Why would you tell him that?"
Shiro slowly looked up at her with an exasperated expression. "Because you told me to tell anyone that if they asked."
"Oh right," Amaya said. She facepalmed again and groaned. "It was just so stupid that I forgot I said it. I really couldn't come up with anything better?"
"Guess not," Shiro responded. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go practice my electric cello." The white-haired idol-composer casually walked out onto their balcony with her cello and sheet music in hand, leaving Amaya with her boiling mixed stew of thoughts.
"He was looking for me," Amaya whispered to herself. She began to dance half-drunkenly with joy, singing to herself with each slow twirl. She stopped suddenly, arms out wide and facing skyward as if a warm light were shining upon her. "I'm right here, Syo-kun!"
~~~~~~~~~~That next morning~~~~~~~~~~
The two girls headed out of their dorms one their way to the courtyard, Amaya carrying a folded chair and Shiro carrying her cello case.
"So what do you think he wanted to tell me?" Amaya asked for perhaps the fifth time that morning.
"For the last time, Amaya, I don't know!" Shiro answered in exasperation.
"Oh come on, we can at least guess!"
"Fine, he wanted to admit his undying love for you," Shiro grumbled.
"You make it sound so romantic," Amaya responded with a roll of her eyes.
"You have to remember, Amaya, I'm running on five hours of sleep...for the entire week!"
"Yea, good point," she sighed. "Sorry."
Shiro tilted her head to the side in exhaustion, not having enough energy to offer a response.
"I probably won't find out until Monday anyway," Amaya lamented, locking eyes with the ground. "Since it's the weekend after all."
Shiro came to a sudden stop. "I wouldn't say that," she said as she pointed ahead.
"Huh?" Amaya looked up to see Syo waiting anxiously right outside the entrance of the dorm. She gasped, nearly letting the chair fall from her grasp.
But Shiro took it from her before that could happen. "IIII'm just gonna take that and go over here," she said as she walked away.
"Okay," Amaya squeaked absently, never taking her eyes off Syo.
As soon as Shiro was out of sight, Syo began walking cautiously towards Amaya. He seemed to approach her in the same way someone would approach a wild rabbit. And for good reason, Amaya realized.
Amaya directed her gaze to the ground as she listened to his soft footsteps. Don't run. Don't run. Don't run! she chanted over and over in her head. I will never forgive myself if I run this time! I swear, if I am not still standing here by the time he-
"Amaya?"
With a startled gasp, Amaya looked up to see Syo standing before her, barely three feet apart. She had not even been this close to him on the first day of school. She grasped her wrist firmly as if to hold it in place. No hat stealing, not this time! "Hi," she managed to squeak back. She took in a deep breath and words began falling out of her mouth as rapidly as a raging river, "LookI'vebeenmeaningtosayI'msosorrythatIalmoststol eyourhatonthefirstdayIreallydidn'tmeantoIswe-!"
"It's okay!" Syo interrupted as he grasped her shoulders reassuringly. It seemed as if a bolt of electricity shot through him as he felt Amaya's skin against his hand. After a heart-stopping pause, he let go and shoved his hands deep in his pockets, the metal bangles around his wrist rattling as he did so. "I...I just wanted to say...your song..."
Amaya clenched her wrist even tighter now, feeling as if she had cut off the circulation. Blood rushed to her face as she tried to provoke him to go on. "Y-yes? Did you...like it?"
"I..." The short blonde idol gathered his courage and forced his eyes to meet hers. "Even after you finished singing it…the words and melody...they wouldn't leave my head," he admitted shyly. "Natsuki said that he even caught me humming it to myself last night."
"Really?" Amaya whispered, hope shining like beacon within her. "Really?!"
Syo chuckled slightly and as he turned even redder. "Yea, really."
"Syo-kun," Amaya breathed, eyes glistening with sheer joy. "You don't know how happy it makes me to hear you say that!"
"Believe me, I think I do," Syo insisted as he smiled sweetly.
An ecstatic shudder wracked Amaya's body. He's so adorable, I think I'm going to die! ...But in a good way! But her mirth-filled smile faltered a bit as she spotted many whispering eavesdroppers scattered about nearby. Heads turned away as she looked their direction, and hands hid whispering lips close to their companion's ears.
She saw a frown crease Syo's face as he too noticed the furtive witnesses. But the tiny idol's face suddenly brightened as an solution occurred to him. "Maybe we could meet up somewhere more private...tonight!" he suggested hopefully as his smile returned. His face flushed, immediately seeing how his simple words could be seen as a misconception. "N-not that private ya know! I-I meant-"
Too elated to acknowledge his abashment, Amaya intervened eagerly, "Yes! Yes we should!" A location came to mind almost instantly, butterflies flitting her chest as she imagined the magical forthcoming scene. "I know the perfect place too! Meet me at the highest point of the main building tonight at sun-down, alright?"
"I will!" Syo promised with a determined smile. But his confidence vanished as quickly as it had returned, Wait, the what point?!
"Great, I'll be waiting!" Amaya promised in return. She gave him a gleaming smile and waved back to him as she skipped off. "Don't be late, Syo-kun~!" she called back playfully.
Syo was frozen in thought for a few moments, thinking of the courtyard far below him. Much too far below him! "Amaya, wait!" He called back in panic, reaching out to her. But she was already too far (or too excited) to hear him. Syo's reaching hand trembled nervously. Crap, he thought meekly. Problem.
~~~~~~~~~~On the opposite side of campus~~~~~~~~~~
Ren sat contently on his balcony, letting the early rays of the sun warm his body. Sweet, soft cello music began to mingle with the silence in the air, catching his attention. He spotted the white-haired songstress gently sliding the bow across the strings. The tune remained silvery for some time before it began to slip into a more jazzy tempo, even at some points abandoning the bow to pluck at the strings.
Masato, who had remained inside to meditate, suddenly directed his attention to the window. He rose from where he sat and made his way to the balcony, not even caring that he was so close to Ren. What is she doing down there? He thought. Does she know this side is the boy's dorm?
"Well," Ren spoke up smoothly. "It seems my Little Mouse has come to serenade me."
Masato gripped the banister so hard that it felt as if it may break off in his hand.
Shiro began rapidly stroking the strings in short bursts, creating a rock-like beat.
Somewhere in the depths of his mind, Masato hoped that her strings would break. Just like his heart.
"I knew she was talented with her fingers," Ren commented slyly.
Masato's eyes locked on Ren, pure hatred burning within them. But it burned him up even more that it seemed Ren did not care. But instead of lashing out like he desperately wanted to, he took a calming breath and walked back inside without a word.
"Hmm, I think I upset him," Ren murmured smugly to himself.
Click.
"Huh?" Ren turned to see Masato with his hand still on the inside lock, smiling with bitter victory. The womanizer stood up and attempted to open the door, but sure enough it didn't budge. "This isn't funny, let me in!"
Completely ignoring Ren's warning, Masato simply reached up and pulled the curtains to. Stubbornly, for the next half hour or so, Ren tried again and again to get the door open, but to no avail.
With a sigh of defeat, Ren slumped back against the railing of the balcony, pondering some other way to get himself down. Hesitantly, he looked over his shoulder at the ground below. It was only a second-floor drop, it shouldn't hurt...much. Cautiously, he climbed over the railing and tried to concentrate on the bushes below, hoping to at least land on something soft. He jumped...and missed. He landed safely on his feet for about a split second before stumbling and falling on his face. "Ow, my nose!" he grunted, his nose still a bit sore from its encounter with Masato's fist a while ago.
Shiro halted in her playing long enough to see Ren come crashing to the ground. Was Ren trying to commit suicide? She wondered. Oh well. Without a second thought, she continued to play.
Syo, having seen the whole thing transpire, cringed at Ren's impact with the ground. That's gonna be me! He thought nervously. Only from higher up!
All the while, Masato chose to ignore the near unrelenting rattling, drinking his traditional green tea and writing in calligraphy. He hung one particular scroll upon his wall, which read: "Unrequited Love". He kept his thoughtful eyes on the script as he thought, Why couldn't it have been me?
~~~~~~~~~~Later that night, atop Saotome Academy~~~~~~~~~~
Syo carefully climbed the stairs to the main Saotome building, slowly but surely making his way to the roof. He forced himself to keep his eyes straight ahead, for windows crept along at his side, revealing the far-away ground. His expression was stubbornly determined as always even as his legs shook nervously beneath him. Just tell her, he thought to himself. If anyone will understand, its her. At last, Syo reached the door which was marked "Roof". He gripped the knob tightly and thrust it open before he could change his mind, revealing a large, flat surface that was tiled not unlike the Saotome halls, but with the open skies above it instead of the ornate ceiling.
Amaya stood leaning against the carved stone railing, looking out over the horizon which was painted in a myriad of warm and dark colors. She turned around at the sound of the door creaking open, the near-gone rays of the sun casting a gentle glow on her face as she smiled at him.
Syo's heart skipped a beat. Just tell her.
"Syo-kun!" Amaya exclaimed happily as she rushed towards him. "You did come!"
"Of course," Syo responded with a nervous chuckle. His voice was unusually quiet as he tried to speak out."Listen Amaya-"
"I knew I couldn't doubt you," she went on blissfully. Amaya looked out over the horizon thoughtfully for a second time. "This is one of my favorite places to be in the whole school," she claimed peacefully. "Whenever I'm up here, I forget everything that troubles me. And...it just makes me so happy that I can share something like this with you!"
Great, Syo thought in defeat as warmth arose in his face. Now there's no way I can tell her. Tenaciously, he tried to push the horrifying thoughts of the far-below ground away.
"Come on, see for yourself!" Amaya insisted as she grabbed Syo's wrist, pulling him away from the sanctuary of the doorway. She let go halfway to the edge, looking as if she were about to vault over the roof as she jumped up and stood atop the flat stone railing.
The sight made Syo pale.
"It's amazing up here, isn't it? It's almost like I'm flying!" she proclaimed, spreading her arms out wide. "What do you think, Syo-kun?" Amaya turned to regard him to the side, but she only caught the sight of empty space. "Syo-kun?" She looked back to see that Syo was still standing at the center of the roof, seeming to stay as far from the railing (or as she saw it, her) as possible. "Syo-kun, did...did I do something wrong?" she asked timidly, eyes downcast. "I'm sorry, I know I can get too excited an-"
"No! It's not that!" Syo called out to her, though not daring to take a step closer. "It's just um...you can see everything from here too! Even better, I'd say!" And you can't see the ground from here. He smiled his acclaimed confident smile, but his words sounded hollow even to him.
There has to be something wrong here, I can see it in his eyes, Amaya thought, her heart heavy with concern. But if it's not me then... Her downcast eyes had been turned towards the ground below her for a full minute now, but only in that moment did she start to realize just how small everything seemed from up here. To her it was a charming sight, but to him perhaps... "Syo-kun?" she said again as she jumped back down on the flat surface of the roof. "Are you...afraid of heights?"
Syo staggered back a step in shock. Momentarily, every bit of his fear was pushed aside and prideful valor swelled within him. "No! Of course not! Don't be ridiculous!" he insisted forcefully. "Just watch!" He dashed forward, adrenaline pumping in his veins. He grabbed hold of the stone railing and leaned forward, looking straight down.
Straight down...
His courage and vitality evaporated as the ground seemed to get farther and farther away the longer he looked. "So high...," he whimpered. Dizziness overwhelmed him as he lost grip on the railing, starting to fall back.
Luckily Amaya managed to catch him in his fall before his head hit the hard roof. "Syo-kun! Syo-kun!" she cried urgently, trying to get Syo out of his stupor.
Syo shook his muddled head and looked up at her, his face a mask of sheer disgrace. "Alright...so maybe heights make me...a little uneasy," he admitted haltingly as he leaned against the railing, wisely facing away from the horizon.
Amaya offered him a considerate smile. "It's okay, Syo-kun," she assured him. "We can go somewhere else."
"No," Syo answered before Amaya could finish her last word. "You said this was your favorite place in the school, right? I...I can handle it. For you."
Amaya held her breath, placing a hand over her mouth as her eyes glistened joyously. "Oh Syo-kun!" she cried graciously as she wrapped him in a tight embrace, tilting them both back against the railing in the process.
Terror amplified within Syo again as the ground came into view over his shoulder. "Amaya! Amaya! Amaya!"
"Oh...sorry," Amaya apologized with an awkward laugh as she released him safely. Keep it together, you idiot, she scolded herself. She took the rapidly breathing Syo in her arms again, more gently this time. "Don't worry, Syo-kun," she whispered comfortingly. "Everything will be okay."
I'm the one who should be saying that, Syo thought with wounded pride as he too scolded himself. I'm the man here, damnit!
"Hmm...," Amaya looked at the flat surface of the roof in contemplation, an idea formulating in her mind. "I know!" she exclaimed. She released Syo once more and took a few steps away from the railing. She lowered herself and sat down, looking back up at Syo. She smiled and patted the spot next to her.
Syo followed through and took his place beside her.
Amaya lie back, her head resting on her hands as she stared into the vastness of the sky. "It doesn't seem quite so high, as long as you keep looking up," she said.
Again, Syo followed her lead, setting his hat to the side as he leaned his head back on his hands as well. "Yea, I guess you're right," he agreed, now smiling contently.
A silence descended upon them as they let the warmth of the moment sink in.
Amaya's fingers clasped apprehensively against the back of her skull. Here we are, at long last. But still...what can I possibly say? I'll never forgive myself if I say something to ruin this...
"I wish..."
"Hmm?" Syo turned his head to her in curiosity at her sudden whisper.
Was that out loud? Amaya wondered with a blush. Nonetheless, she continued. "I wish...I wish I could be brave like you, Syo-kun."
Syo's brow raised in confusion. "Haha. Very funny," he muttered sarcastically as he played back his own frantic behavior in his mind.
"No, really!" Amaya insisted. "Despite your fear, you came to see me up here tonight. But...it took me so long just be able to do this. To speak to you. I couldn't push aside my fear for one second over the month just to say 'hello'." A gentle smile curved the corners of her lips, but there was shame in her eyes. "But I guess that's the way I've always been. Sorry, isn't it?"
"Not at all," Syo answered genuinely.
"What?"
"That song that you wrote," Syo began. "Singing it to the whole school like that, that took bravery. And not only that, but hard work and commitment too. Even risk, considering this school." He paused to turn over on his side to face her completely, his temple resting on curled fingers. "Don't sell yourself short, Amaya."
Amaya gazed deep into his large, alluring, pale blue eyes, feeling as though her very soul had been wrapped in up in warmth. "I won't," she promised him. "Not anymore."
Syo's thoughtful smile grew even as he looked away. "The stars are starting to come out," he observed, regarding the darkening sky. "It reminds me of your song."
This whole night reminds me of it, Amaya thought gleefully. Only it's even better than perfect.
"Amaya?"
"Hmm?"
"Would you...," Syo hesitated as his crimson hue returned. "Would you...sing it to me?"
"Right now?" Amaya breathed in surprise. "But I don't have my guitar, and I don't know if I can remember all of the words exact-"
"Please," Syo insisted, turning his gaze back to her. "I want to hear you sing again. That is all."
It was impossible now. Amaya couldn't say no to those eyes if her life depended on it. "Alright," she surrendered with a sweet laugh. She sat up cross-legged, Syo joining her of course, and cleared her throat. After gathering the lyrics in her head, she at last began to sing.
Halfway through the first chorus, Amaya was surprised to a halt by the sudden harmony in the air. Syo's own voice stumbled to a stop a moment later as well. He had been singing with her. "Sorry," he murmured shyly.
"No." Amaya grasped his hands gingerly, metal bangles clinking together softly as she did so. "Sing with me, Syo-kun."
A pause lingered between them as their eyes fixated on one another. But at last Syo returned her grasp twofold as he leaned closer to her. "From the beginning," he said.
The harmony of their voices mingled perfectly with the soft cadence of the descending night.
Perfection...
~~~~~~~~~~~Monday morning~~~~~~~~~~
Ringo-sensei sighed in exasperation as he looked upon the empty desk next to Amaya at the back of the class. Either she's sick, or we're about to have a repeat of last week, he predetermined. Despite his already present suspicion, he walked to the back of the class to speak with Amaya, who seemed fairly...distracted. "Amaya-chan?"
The purple-haired girl did not respond as she continued to stare dreamily out the window, a longing smile on her face.
"Amaya-chan!"
"Huh?"
"Have you seen Shiro-chan?"
"Who's Shiro-chan?" Amaya asked deliriously, doodling chibi Syos all over her notebook.
Ringo sweatdropped. "Your...roommate?"
"Never heard of her," Amaya sighed contently.
"O...kay then."
Off to the side, Masato chewed his lip in thought. Hopefully, wherever she is, she's not...with him. His pencil snapped in two in his hand at that last thought.
But then, just as Ringo-sensei had predicted, the sound of a mic tuning up echoed through the halls. "Hello everyone," a stoic female voice said.
Amaya snapped out of her delirium for the time being as she heard the familiar voice. Oh right, she thought, that Shiro.
"This is a song for someone very close to my heart," Shiro stated.
Masato's heart cracked wide open. She really is going to serenade him.
"Hopefully after this, all doubts will at last be cleared." The sophisticated tone of a cello began to flow from the speakers. "This is 'Song From the Soul'." The cello morphed into a jazzy tune.
Looks like I'm not getting that much sleep,
Until you make an honest girl of me.
Honey, quit wasting time.
Masato's eyes widened. Not sleeping? What is she implying?!
It's too hard to,
I don't want to
Let this moment go.
It just feels right.
Been up all night,
Just to tell you so,
Cant you hear the words that I'm saying to you? (oh)
You seem like you're troubled so I'll give you a clue (whoa)
Baby, I Wanna make you mine~!
Masato clenched his fists hard and stared down at his desk in near tears. Please let this torment end soon.
Hello, Prince Charming,
Can you hear me now~?
Masato nearly gasped at the last line. "Prince...Charming?" he whispered.
I care more than
Words will allow~
It's too hard to,
I don't want to
Let this moment go.
It just feels right.
Been up all night,
Just to tell you so,
It's too hard to,
I don't want to
let this moment go.
It just feels right.
Been up all night,
Just to tell you, oh...
I adore you So~!
When the music at last faded, Shiro's calm voice spoke up again, "I hope you enjoyed the song, and I hope that any misunderstandings that existed beforehand have been cleared. Thank you."
And then the system went silent.
Shiro exited the room, her demeanor calm even as her heart pounded harder than it ever had before. Upon opening the door, she came face to face with Shining Saotome himself. Shiro froze where she stood, as if the world would crumble beneath her feet. "Um...h-hello principal Shining...sir," Shiro stammered nervously.
"Shiro," Shining rumbled threateningly. "Get to class."
"Yessir!" Shiro squeaked as she ran like a bat out of hell. As a result, her plan to walk calmly back into class did not go accordingly. "Amaya!" she exclaimed urgently as she spotted her friend, "He knows!"
"Of course he does, you just sang it to him!" Amaya said cheerfully. "That was a great song by the way."
"Maybe...but it just cost me my life!"
"What are you talking about?"
At that moment, the mic tuned on yet again. But this time, it was activated by an authorized personnel. Shining himself. "Shiro..." he repeated in that same threatening tone.
"That's what I'm talking about," Shiro whimpered nervously.
"Oh," Amaya breathed in shock. Well at least he didn't catch m-
"...and Amaya," he continued menacingly.
"Oh...crap," Amaya whispered timidly.
"Here at the Saotome Academy, we have one important rule," Shining went on. "And the two of you are no exception."
Syo glared up at the intercom as if he wanted to rip it out of the ceiling. You can't take her away from me, he thought bitterly. Images of that wonderful night flashed in his mind. Please, you can't... "Amaya..."
Masato's eyes were drawn to Shiro in panic. She can't leave yet!
Amaya's eyes began to burn with unshed tears. But it's too soon. I don't want this to end, no matter the risk. Her heart thudded painfully as images of Syo flashed in her mind. Goodbye, Syo-kun.
I haven't even gotten to speak to Hiji- ….Masato-sama yet, Shiro mourned, actually crying. Damnit! It can't end like this!
END AUTHOR'S NOTE: Amaya: THE END! Trolololol
Shiro: Amaya, don't scare the readers! This isn't the end...I don't think.
Amaya: It's not! But just let me have my fun. My sick, sick fun.
Shiro: Sick is right!
Amaya: You're just as messed up!
Shiro: ...Yep! Ain't denying it!
Amaya: Precisely. Anyway, stick around for the next chapter, which will hopefully be soon!
Shiro: If not, we'll at least come up with a goofy filler chapter or something. Bye!