I know this is soon, but it's just that I've been creative lately. xD

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I was joking about not knowing what AnE is, it's just that I make fun of disclaimers, so never take anything seriously. xD

Disclaimer: With such grammar, I can't possibly afford AnE, so it's not mine.

"Is he serious?" I kicked a chair.

Cody facepalmed himself and picked up the chair.

"Two hours late, and he's still not here!" I said angrily. "We have two weeks until our first performance!"

"Rin, you don't need to be so angry about it, he'll come." Matt said in a hurry. He was sitting behind his drums and hitting one of them constantly. As if Shima didn't irritate me enough.

"It's just that.. I wanted this opportunity, and he's making fun of me." I turned to Carter. "You guys too."

Carter nodded. He seemed to be the only one as angry as me. I shuffled trough the notes, holding my guitar, until someone barged in trough the door. Shima stared at us for a few seconds. Rage boiled in me. I dropped the guitar and walked up to him, with my fist ready for a single punch straight in his face. But then Matt and Carter grabbed the both of my hands and drew me away from Shima, who was smiling sarcastically.

"I TOLD YOU TO COME AT 12." I shouted at the top of my lungs, trying to make two guys release me.

"Well I clearly said I'll come after I'm done with my vocal lesson." He smirked and took a microphone in his hands. "No use wasting time now, your grace, let's just start with our practice, shall we?"

Matt and Carter let me go and I breathed in and out a few times until I felt better. All of us had practices in the mornings. I had guitar practice, Carter had piano class, Cody was in bassist class and Matt was hitting his drums all morning with Konekomaru and others. I took my guitar once again and glared at Shima. He was examining sheets with lyrics and snorted.

"I know this song already."

I arched my eyebrow.

"Good, then we can start right away." I hissed and brushed my fingers trough the strings. Cody and I were using electric guitars, so the sound in my ear was one of the sweetest I've ever heard.

I chose a song that was really dear to me, and I was pretty surprised that Shima knew it. Well, the band was not that well known, after all.

Matt hit a few drums and Cody started playing the intro. Quickly, I adjusted a second microphone near my mouth, so I could help Shima sing the chorus. Shima was moving along with music being played. He shook his head, following Cody's guitar and got hold of his microphone.

Feels like the walls are closing in on me
I'm suffocating, I can barely breathe
And you've got me right where you want me

I joined in with Cody and played my part, while Shima did a little pause before inhaling and singing again.

This is a side of you I've never seen
You're not the girl that you used to be
And you've got me right where you want me

I never heard Shima singing with such passion, adding a bit of himself to every word and every syllable. We reached the drop and I brushed the strings with all my strenght, not missing out a chord.

You always know how to bring me down
Let's just face it now
I'm never changing

You are my world
My everything
You stupid girl
Gonna be the death of me
So let me go
Just let me be
You stupid girl
Love the way you're killing me
(You're killing me)
You stupid girl

We practiced several times until every single one of us knew the song by heart. It was easy for me and Shima, because we knew every chord and word of the song, so Cody, Carter and Matt were the ones to learn it like us. I sang with Shima. We both sang from our hearts, understanding the meaning behind the lyrics. It was hard to admit, but this guy was professional all the way.

Finally, I put the guitar away and sighed.

"I'm pretty happy with the result, guys, nice job!" I smiled at them.

Shima pushed the microphone away and turned around to see me.

"It's not a good result. We need to practice more."

I liked his determination. I heard that he always works hard to reach perfection.

"We have whole two weeks until our first performance, Shima, it's going to be all right."

"No. You're not going to be alright. I've been listening to your voice, and it doesn't fit in with mine."

I looked at him, shocked.

"What do you mean?"

"If we want to be perfect, we need our voices to reach the same level. You practice with your guitar, instead of learning how to use your voice properly. Geez, Rin, and I thought you were smart."

He was right. My dream was to be scouted, and if I want to be a world-known guitarist – this was my chance. I thought for a few moments, and an idea came into my head. It was not a pleasant idea.

"I can't go to a vocal teacher, because that's against the rules. But.." I inhaled. "You.. can teach.. me." Somehow I managed to get the words out. Well, Shima was definitely amused by my idea.

"Now that we're in the same team, I guess I can accept." He smiled. "On one condition."

That's what I thought. Silly me.

"What condition?" I knew I would regret this.

"I get to choose songs for our final performance."

No. Not this. But if I wanted our band to become successful – this needed to be done.

After a long moment of silence, I finally gave in.

"Okay. But don't you dare fuck it up."

Shima pouted.

"I'm in the band, remember? If you guys fuck up, my reputation is fucked up, too."

I could see him acting. I knew he didn't care about his reputation. He actually thought about us, his band members. Was he thinking about me the same way?

"So.. tomorrow at 12 again?"

"Sure." Everyone answered and we parted our ways. I walked out of the practice room, but someone grabbed my shoulder. It was Shima.

"We're going to have practice today."

I groaned.

"Why today? I'm starving!"

Shima rolled his eyes.

"I don't believe in procrastrination."

He pulled my sleeve, making me follow back into the room.

I was breathing heavily and Shima passed me a bottle of water.

"Freshen up or else you'll lose your voice."

I nodded and gulped the water down my throat. It felt like heaven. Me and Shima were practicing every day without slacking off, and our first performance was not that far away.

"I'll skin you tomorrow if you're late for practice again." I said, laughing and remembering how he was late for every single practice this week. Shima looked at me and chuckled too. And then we were both laughing our butts off like some lunatics, catching breath and not understanding what just happened.

I was having a great time, until I realized with who I was having that time. Shima Renzou. A funny guy? Really?

Shima wiped a tear off and smiled at me.

"Why don't we end our stupid hatred and just.. get to know each other." He sat beside me, while I was examining the bottle.

"I guess we could try." I said unwillingly. The worst part was that I had to admit that being with this guy was actually kind of fun. Maybe he did change since last summer?

I passed him the bottle and watched him drink everything till the last drop.

I seriously hoped our band was good enough for the show business men.

"Rin, I should tell you something."

My body tensed up. What was so important, that he actually chose telling me?

"I had an affair with Cody and Carter last year." He giggled with a bit of guilt. My mouth was wide open.

"And you're telling me?" I asked.

"You've seen me being sucked off by Danny, so I guess it's safe to tell you." He inhaled. "And you're the leader, so."

I noticed his eyes, lingering on mine. Those eyes, slightly brown, so deep I could drown in them. I was gazing into them for a few minutes, trying to understand what was in those eyes that made me so calm. I was so dozed off, that I didn't notice us both leaning into each other, being inches apart. I kept looking into his eyes, not reading the message they had in them. I breathed his air, felt the hot exhales out of his mouth on my lips. Our faces were closer than I wanted them to be, but I couldn't keep away. Our noses touched, and I saw Shima's eyes closing, the brownness disappearing, leaving me alone, eyes wide open. I understood what I was doing. Quickly, I backed away, catching my breath, hotness never leaving my cheeks. Shima's eyes were open now, and he was questioning me with his expression.

"Even though you had affairs with them, there's no use trying to have one with me." I blurted out.

Shima nodded.

"You just can't stop hating me." He smiled sadly. "That may never change between us."

I gazed at him again and frowned.

"The point is, I want it to end."

What is he trying to tell me?

"Rin, I've liked you since the first time I met you."

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