DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN AIKATSU

Shouta's POV

I double checked, or more like quadruple checked, that I was on the right bus. Then, that I had to make sure that I had the right date. That I wasn't going to be late. Too earlier would make me seem really eager too, so I tried to refrain from that. I also didn't want to trouble the school so I decided to take the bus to the studio.

It was further away than King's studio so I wanted to make sure that I didn't have any facts wrong. Timing, date and location were all in check and I even had Momo give me reassurances that I was not misreading anything. I couldn't depend on her for everything but, it does ease me to know that she could still look over my small details that I wouldn't think of. Though I do feel that she has been more devoted to her goal of Takahashi Charlotte that she has been busy as of late.

That's why I'm taking the opportunity to learn about song writing and composing. It took a bit of time to arrange a proper meeting but I was on my way to meet up with the planner of my first audition. He was apparently a well known music producer so he let me to learn a bit more about composing.

It wasn't for free though as my song gained a lot of popularity from my audition. So in exchange for some lessons, I was going to give my song for copyright. This is where it became tricky. Since I was still a student, I didn't know everything that I needed to know about legal work. That's the major reason it took so long to work out a balance of benefits.

In the end, I get the creative control of who and how it was going to be made. But to do so I would need some official lessons in music creation. Since my brother only taught me guitar, theory wasn't in my forte. Mr. Suzukawa said that I had a natural music ear, that wasn't enough to release a song under my name though. Other legal work was under the producer's name that Headmistress Aoi had to work out and Momo had to explain in simple detail to me.

Now I was on my way to the studio and while I wanted Momo to come with me, she had to work on the gaming thing in a few days that I couldn't bother her. So I was alone. Going to work with a professional musician. On a song that I wrote. Working with real singers looking buy the demo to my song. No I am not okay.

My leg bounced up and down the entire bus ride that I probably gained some muscle from it. The bus intercom came on announcing the next stop. I stood up, forgetting that the bus was still running causing me to almost lose my footing if it wasn't for the above hand rails. I pushed the button for a request to stop, trying to play off my nerves.

When the bus stopped, I stepped off, thanking the driver. I walked a little further away from the bus stop to the studio that I memorized the directions to. I found it harder to breathe as I got closer. I peeked inside the building, knowing full well that this was the right location by the sign outside but still finding the need to be cautious in possibly walking into the wrong place. For all I knew the studio could have the sign in the wrong place.

A sectary sitting at the desk awkwardly looked at me slowly entering. They stood up bowing to me as I got closer. "You must be Higawari Shouta-san."

"Uh Y-yes that's me." 'I guess they must have been expecting me. Oh who was I kidding? Of course they were. Why else would they know me? They most likely described me as a shy boy that would come into the building at this time.'

"Great! Then I'll take you up." They stood up, gesturing for me to follow. I kept up as they went up a few floors up. The building wasn't too tall. Maybe three floors including a basement. From what I found on the internet, this was both a professional music studio on the upper floors and limited instrument teaching on the lower half.

We went up the last level where a few studios had been separated by walls. I could already hear the difference from the sound proof walls but still having a few muffled noises break through. The sectary left me alone in one of the studios as I was a little earlier than schedule. The moment they closed the door behind them I almost collapsed.

This place was completely high tech. Absolutely nothing like the kind that King gave me. Momo was right in suggesting that kind of room since this was too overwhelming. There was a large panel of buttons that I'm pretty sure that if I stretched my arm length, I would not reach the other end. They were even labelled with only abbreviation that I had no clue on. A keyboard on either side, several speakers around the room. The most intimidating thing being the large computer screen, that was only item that partially covered the glass screen to the recording booth. At least there was a normal computer keyboard in front of that.

'Why did I agree to come here by myself?! I should have waited a bit more before I decided to take lessons. Gosh I don't even know how to play the piano. What if he's going to slam me with a bunch of theory?! I barely handled it when Nii-san did it. Let alone an actual musician. Oh why didn't I listen to Momo and Nii-san during those times.'

I stood in the corner of the room like a child getting a time out. I couldn't look at the scene in front of me. I didn't hear the door open behind me, only wallowing in fear. "Um Higawari-san, are you okay?"

I turned around, pushing my back against the wall as far as I could. "F-fine- absolutely- total-yes- I-I'm fine."

"Right? Um if you'd like we can move to a different studio, if this makes you uncomfortable." I could feel the blush on my face.

"I-if you wouldn't mind." He chuckled at me, opening the door for me to leave first. I quickly-but in a not too desperately- rushed out of the room. We walked a little away from it when he struck up a conversation.

"So I assume from your audition song guide that you have some familiarity with recording. If this one was too extreme, then what kind of tier have you worked in? Are you more project, home, mid-tier, something in between? Whatever makes you most comfortable."

"T-tier? I-I'm sorry I don't really know what that means. The tier part. Not the comfortable part. I understand that. I mean- I have basic comprehension skills. I'm not too sure on the types though." Was there some sort of rating system for level of professionalism involved? All I knew was the room that King set up for me and there was only a small set up.

He stopped walking for a second. "I know that we set this up so you can have some professional training but you do have some experience or knowledge in recording, right?"

I shook my head. He gave a sigh. Silence filled the hall as he thought about what we could do. "You know what? We have home tier studios and that just means that it isn't as advanced as the last one. We'll get started with the basics and work our way up. Sound good?"

"Yes, thank you. I'm sorry about that." He shook his head as we went back into the elevator, going down a floor. This new room was a bit less nerve wrecking. It was slightly smaller as there wasn't much equipment inside. There was still a control panel hooked up to a computer but there wasn't as much switches and dials. There wasn't a recording booth in this one that I think we'll eventually have to go back there after a while but for the basics this was a better option.

"Are you okay with this?" He asked first. I nodded following him as he took a seat in one of the two chairs. I sat in the one beside him, shuffling a little so that I wouldn't be in his personal bubble.

"So how exactly inexperienced are you? Just to set a basis." I fidgeted with the handle on my bag.

"Um I know how to record with a mic. That's basically it. Since it was on such a short notice, King-san did most of the work. I kind of wrote the melody and King-san put it into a track. The song guide was rough around the edges because I unknowingly made the key pretty high. I was lucky that Momo-san was the singer to take it. That and that she had previous training before going to Starlight. But then again it was meant to be for an upper year so they should have more range than me. I don't, really, think that the song would have received such high praise if it wasn't her."

"Well the song was made in her image was it not? With those types of songs there is a certain emotion that wants to be poked. For Suzukawa-san to pull it off was impressive. The two of you are a very unique pair if I've ever seen it."

"That wouldn't be the first time that we've heard that." I embarrassingly rubbed the back of my neck.

"I don't doubt that. After your audition I made the effort to check out your enrollment in Starlight. An idol aura was it called? You were the only person to show it off at the time. I knew it looked familiar as you could see it in the clip of Suzukawa-san singing your song as well. Once we work out the details, everyone that buys this recording will feel that essence of Higawari Shouta."

"E-essence? Doesn't that sound a bit excessive. I-I'm only a beginner."

"Nonsense! I know talent and you have it in song writing. Learning to moderate a mixer can be taught but natural talent to compose is rare. Embrace that." I could feel my heart race at all the compliments.

Yes, others have told me that my song writing was nice. That was even the reason why Momo scouted me in the first place. After our first audition, classmates started to talk to me to find out my process. But this was completely different. An actual composer, mixer, song writer was telling me that I was good. Not just good. Talented. 'Oh I really hope I don't mess this up.'

I kept plucking the strings of the borrowed guitar tapping my foot on the floor. I flinched as I heard the recording speakers come back on for the 13th time. I wanted to re-record my guitar riff for the bridge of the song since that wasn't something I wanted to create electronically.

However, it seems that I forgot to mention that I was also a beginner at guitar as well. So while I knew the chords and the fingering for everything, there was a lacking of fluidity. I didn't even realize it before. Now, in a real recording session, each time I switched notes there was a clear break between notes and you could hear my fingers moving to get into the right position each time. It didn't help that the producer was sitting in a few feet away from me.

"Would you like a break Higawari-san? You've been at it for around 2 hours. We can go back to reviewing the board panel if you'd like." I gave out a sigh putting the guitar back onto the stand. I went back into my chair next to him looking over the panel.

There wasn't much to do though. I was overwhelmed at first but it was along the lines of ear training. All the buttons still confuse me, the computer sound waves and layering even more, but I had an idea of what the song should sound like. It wasn't a very good method to figure things out by trial and error making it a very slow process. It was a good way in teaching though as I could work with the differences to learn the effects that each switch did.

"Um would you mind playing the recording again? The part after the first chorus." He moved the mouse to the right bar, pressing the space bar to play it a little. "I wanted to lower the sound of the drums a little so that I could hear the piano a bit more. Only the main notes though to fill in the spaces."

My hand hesitated over the panel as I was searching for the right dial. With my left hand on the right dial, I used my right hand to select the right section. Once I was sure that I had the right timing for it I adjusted the dial by the smallest turn until I was satisfied. Then I had to change the piano part as well. "Uh I think I need a new recording for the middle C chord followed by the A minor, in eighth notes."

When the producer didn't say anything I raised my head at him. "You learn fast. Didn't really expect that seeing from the way you hid in the corner earlier. I guess it wasn't wrong for me to teach you. Question before I play though."

"G-go ahead." He pulled his chair closer to the piano, wiggling his fingers a little.

"I understand a writer's wanting to make everything perfect. What I don't understand is why this part is the hardest for you. Once you got the concept you polished the rest of the song with little to no problem. Why is this part any different?"

I slowly pulled my hands back. I replay the fixes that I made in my head. Everything was coming along easily. I had the set plan for what I wanted to happen. The only part was that I no idea on what to do with my parts around my guitar playing. It wasn't going how I wanted it to be but not to my satisfaction.

There was a missing part that was going to make it work. There was a soft bell ringing in my mind looking at the blue flickering light.

"A voice." I whispered.

"What was that?" He questioned me.

"A voice. I need a voice that could sing for the track. I know that it's still in it's rough patches but I think that a voice is exactly what it needs. This was meant to be the peak of the song that captures everyone with a soft, undertone sadness. I need to hear a singer's emotions to fully complete it and clearly my voice isn't the right choice."

He smiled at me. "Well how about Suzukawa-san? Perfect choice if you ask me."

"That's exactl-" I cut myself off remembering Momo in class 2 weeks ago. The way she looked at me to understand her when Fumiko was calling her crazy for wanting to do a duet with Charlotte. The flame that was there.

Right now wasn't the time to be bothering her. She had her own goal to achieve that I couldn't distract her from.

"Actually, is it possible to get someone else? I wouldn't want to bother her for this." He was confused at first.

"I guess it's not that big of a problem. There are a couple of people that have come up to me to ask for your song. I'm sure that one of them would be able to fill in for Suzukawa-san." He left the piano's side to pull up his email on the computer. Some were dealing with his business here but the subject heading kept having the same title in them.

'Blue Moon's release? Possible demo recorders for Blue Moon. Offers for Blue Moon.' The list kept going on with that common topic. I skimmed over all of them as some were of fans wondering for a studio version. Even a few other entertainment companies were wondering how they could sign for authorization over it.

"All of this is because of my song?" I turned to him with my finger shakily pointing to the screen.

"I told you that I knew talent. It seems that I wasn't the only one. It's not just from Blue Moon either. Lots of people are seeing if you have any past or present work as well. Of course, I couldn't answer that as I have no idea about that either. I'm sure that they are just as good as this one though."

Suddenly the 100-yen store notebook in my bag felt valuable. My stomach was performing multiple flips as I saw the number of unread. 'Over 100 people are waiting for this.'

"Hey, you okay? You look a little pale."

"Y-yes I-I um I think I should be g-getting back to school now."

"Of course, you've been cooped up in here all day. I can call a taxi for you." We stood up at the same time. I rushed to pick my bag off the table, holding it close to me.

"N-no thank you. The bus is fine."

"Nonsense, this is nothing. Besides it's late and buses don't run all night." He smiled at me that made me want to hide away. I couldn't turn down the nice offer from him that I just listened to him.

I, quietly, opened the door to my room relieved to find the lights still on. I walked in, tossing my bag by my desk leg before lying down on my bed. "Hey, it's almost 9pm. Were you at the studio from the end of class until now?"

"No I left the studio around 7. I spent the rest of the time jogging and walking around campus. I needed the fresh air and space to think. Plus, Momo-san would be disappointed if I start slacking in my training while she's busy." I could hear Hayate move in his chair.

"Was the teaching that bad?"

"It actually went really well. Apparently I picked it up faster than he thought I would so that's a bonus. Um can I ask you something? Unless you're busy. Then I understand."

"No I was just flipping through a few magazines for next season's look. What's going on?" He got off his chair, sitting on his bed with his back against the wall so that he could look at me. I sat up and copied his position.

"You've listened to Blue Moon. What do you think about it?"

"What do you mean? Everyone I talked to in my class loved it. They knew that you were a songwriter but to start your career with that was a powerhouse move. Once you announce that a studio version will come out people would download it on the spot." I groaned pulling myself into a ball.

A lot really is at stake with this song. "Uh Dobu-kun? You know that was a compliment, right?"

I propped my head on top of my knees. I didn't meet his eyes just staring down at my socks. "I know. Thanks. It makes me happy that you like my song."

With my exhausted self, I barely reacted as my phone buzzed a few times in my pocket. I drugging took it out looking at the unfamiliar number sending new messages.

'Good afternoon Higawari-san, I hope that you made it back safety.' I pieced together that it was the producer from the context. 'I was looking through the candidates for potential singers that could take on the song guide in place of Suzukawa-san.'

'Already? Why didn't you wait until I was actually confident is the instrumental track first? I guess I did say that I would like to include a voice at this point.' I gave out a sigh. I scrolled through the rest of the messages.

'There's one that particularly stands out that has a tone similarly to Suzukawa-san, but I know that she's busy most of the time. When I offered her the position she said that she would be ecstatic to help out but only on the Sunday afternoon. So we can continue to work on compensation and lessons over the next two days if you'd like.'

I saw my thumb stopped moving as I took in everything. This must be some singer if they can only come in on one day. What would I know about song making too? If the producer says that she's the best candidate, then I couldn't have any problems with at least hearing her out.

I typed back a short message. 'That is fine with me.'

I brought my hand up to the door then dropping it again. Then raised it again. Repeat. I caught the looks of my fellow students going to their next class as I kept hesitating to actually knock on the door. I jumped back when the door slid open. Mr. Suzukawa came out, shocked at how close I was to the door. "Higawari, how long were you standing there?"

"I'm not sure. How long has it been since the break started?" He looked at the watch on the wrist choosing not to say anything about the time passed. It was probably longer than I imagined.

"I have about 5 minutes to my next class. We can talk on the way there if you needed something." I stepped to the side so that he could walk ahead of me. I was worried about walking next to him that I may have lag a bit. To which he slowed down his pace to match mine.

"So Suzukawa-sensei, as a musician- not really as a student- but um- you're okay with speaking as a musician, right? I wouldn't want to intrude in your personal life and I would understand if you want to remain as a student-teacher relationship- as being a musician is in your past- not that you are any less credible than before!" He kept walking, not at all annoyed at me going over the boundary.

"I think we past student- teacher relationship when you came over for dinner during your training period. Besides it's my job as a teacher to provide some guidance to you, whatever the subject. Does this have to do with the lessons that Aoi had set up for you?" I nodded.

"I wanted to ask, how do you deal with everything? The producer, Momo-san, Hayate-san, from what I hear the entire population of our grade, and bunch of other people that I have no idea who, are waiting for me to release my song. Just thinking about it makes me more nervous than I always am. Is it just me that feels this way? This looks so natural for everyone that I feel that I'm just overreacting as usual."

"You are overreacting but at the same time you're not." I looked at him. "No one besides the composer knows how it is to create a piece of work."

He gave out a sigh. "There was a time when More Than True almost broke up over creative differences. We were starting to get attention and the company that offered us a position wanted to change up our image to attract more. I was against it as the songwriter but as the leader and friend of them, I put up with it."

He cracked a small smile. "I think that if it wasn't for Ichigo talking to us that day we would have disbanded. That would have been the biggest regret of my life."

He turned to me. "Listen Higawari. Your song is yours's. Even if people want it to be this way or another, it's something that you own. Someone out there will listen to it. My daughter will defiantly listen to anything you create. Even Ichigo was crying when she saw the performance. Idol auras come out when the idol is truest to themselves. And though you couldn't see it, it was there."

"Thank you Suzukawa-sensei."

Today was Sunday. The day that I had to the voice recording for Blue Moon. I was more, not really but to a certain degree, confident in my skills now. Though we worked more on producing and my vocals than guitar. He had no reason to work on my song writing since it looked like I had a good idea of my works. Guitar was, also, not something I could work on here as it was just the lack of practice that made the difference.

After my talk with Mr. Suzukawa I felt some weight taken off my shoulders. I knew that people were waiting. I have to take that into account. But that shouldn't change what I should do. I was going to hear out this singer and try my best to direct her to bring out the most.

My heart nearly popped out of my chest when I heard the studio phone ring. The producer went to pick up having short words to say. "She's here. You can wait here as I go get her."

"Alright then. Oh wait, you never told me her name."

"Ah yes that must have slipped my mind when we were practicing. She's actually an idol like you. Inoue Kikyo if that sounds familiar." With that he left the room. I brought my phone so that I could look up the name. Unfortunately, there were only articles about her that I didn't really have time to read through. There was a lot though.

The idea popped into my head to call Momo as my idol expert. She must have heard that name before. I dialed the number waiting for it to ring a little. Though I had to cut off the connection when I could hear some voices coming down the hall. I put my phone away, standing up to greet them.

The producer opened the door, being a gentleman, letting her enter first. The first thing I noticed about her was her uniform. Contrast to my blue and white one was her black and red Dream Academy uniform. I looked at her long brown hair that matched her caramel eyes shinning in the low light of the room, slightly covered by her skinny rimmed scarlet red glasses. 'Wow, she's really pretty.'

"Higawari Shouta-kun? I'm Inoue Kikyo and can I say that it's an honour to actually be working with you." I lost my breath hearing her speak. It was so smooth with a clear control of range and comfort.

"T-the um- honour-privilege-everything- is all mine. I-I'm still inexperienced but -I- really wa-" She chuckled at me having her small laugh echo in my ears.

"Please do not feel too nervous around me. I probably replayed your song a hundred times at this point so being the first person to officially record it is already a dream come true. I hope that everything works out today. I'll be relying on you to properly guide me."

I looked as the producer was happily smiling next to her. I tilted my head taking a closer look at the way she held herself. Somehow, even beyond her trained idol smile, it looked like she was faking it too much. I might have been caught off guard by her presence but at this point I was more confused than anything.

"Okay so we have the recording of the instrumental all ready but since we're going to be recording we might as well listen to it in recording studio then." The producer said first. We both nodded, following him to one of the recording booths.

We got inside taking a seat as he was pulling everything up onto the machines. The plan was to listen to my version so that she could have a feel for how it would go. Though she said that she's heard the song before, its better to hear everything in a studio version.

We listened to it once and her facial expressions didn't help in me in determining what she thought. The song ended as I bit my lip nervously. Inoue opened her mouth to say something when my phone started to vibrate in my pocket. I rushed to take it out, giving apologetic little bows. "It's fine Higawari-san. Feel free to pick answer it."

I took a peak at the caller id, standing up. "This will be really quick." I dashed out of the room, picking up the call.

"Hey, I saw that you called me a little while ago. Weren't you suppose to be at the studio today?" I held the phone at some distance as her place was a lot louder than here.

"Yeah I still am. I just needed your help on something. It won't take long, I promise."

"It seems that whenever I have a separation promotion from you, you always need my advice. Ah well. Go ahead." I felt a bit better hearing her support me even during her own schedule.

"Well I'm working with this idol named Inoue Kikyo-san. Have you ever heard of her or what's your impression on her?" I flinched as I heard loud, unclear, shouting in the background on her side.

"Uh Inoue Kikyo. First year, enrolled in Dream academy's idol course. Inoue Ayano's younger sister, one of the muses for Chameleon's Skin. Guitar, piano, violin and flute. Ah but if she's your singer then you'll be fine as she's received vocal training since she was 6. Fair warning, though not vocal about it, there are times that I've noticed of her being irascible. I have to go now. Good luck!"

I looked at my phone seeing that she had ended the call. It must have been due to the shouting that I heard. I went back into the studio, bowing to them for taking the call.

"Everything okay? Inoue questioned from her seat.

"Yes, but do you guys know what irascible means?" They looked at each other, shaking their heads. "It's okay then. Um so what did you think of it so far?"

She hummed a bit. "I can understand why you would want a voice added in. Though not common, it is very much possible to work the back track to match the particular singer's skills. It can make things a bit harder to form on but in terms of overall work, it does make the song unique. It's kind of like saying that this is the only singer that could fully bring out the potential."

"Does that mean you'll be the singer?" The producer asked. She nodded giving another fake smile. I wonder why she would agree with such a smile. She could have disagreed and we would have gone our separate ways. I just couldn't understand why go through such an effort.

I pressed the button that leads to the speakers in the booth. "Can you try to lower the last note of the bar a semi-tone?"

"Not to complain but you just told me to raise it a semi-tone. Before that was to hold it longer then shortening it. It seems that you yourself are not fully aware of what to do." I bowed my head, taking my finger off the speaker. The producer pressed his own button.

"Inoue-san, we've been recording for quite a while. We've gotten almost half of it done that you deserve a short breather." She nodded, taking off her headphones. She left the booth and the room a together pretty fast. The producer sighed, turning his chair to me.

"Okay Higawari-san. What is the problem? You've been heckling her for every little detail that even I don't find any issues with. Even with her caliber of vocal abilities, there is a limit to how much she can do without proper instructions." I ran my hand through my hair, resting my head on the table.

"I don't know. There's something off with the way she's singing that doesn't fit what I had in mind." I was glad that she was out of the room so that I could take my own break.

"Off in what way?"

"Like... When I created the song I just... I just wrote it in a way that expressed what I was feeling at the time. Yet when Inoue-san sings it, I feel like she's trying so hard to overtake it that-" I raised my head looking at the solo mic stand inside the recording booth. My eyes widen at the blue sparkles around the mic. I stared at the item hearing the clear melody in my head.

"You created Blue Moon for Suzukawa-san. Perhaps there's a difference in how the two of you view the song." I shook my head clearing my mind of it. Mr. Suzukawa's words bounced in my head.

"I know that I am pretty clueless against all of the legal things but I have the creative saying in the song right?" He was shocked but nodded. At that moment Inoue walked back into the room. I stood up, holding my hands together tightly.

"I'm sorry that you had to waste all of this time trying to work on this song." She took in a deep breath as she put her hand on the recording booth door.

"It's fine. I was being unprofessional by complaining. I know that you're new to this so I shouldn't be too critical."

"No it's understandable especially because..." I took in a deep breath knowing that I was going to get a lot of angry feedback. "I've decided that you're unfit to be the singer for this song."

Both of their mouths dropped open. She clutched her fist, clearly holding herself back from out bursting. "Might I know why?"

I saw how she was biting the inside of her cheek. "When you sing the song it's almost as if I could hear anger. I don't know why but there's something underlying in the way you hold yourself that is throwing the song off. And because I know you've listened to the song before, you should know that anger is not the emotion I was trying to convey."

She scoffed at me, putting her hands on her hips. "That's right. I'm angry at the song. 'The moon that I viewed from the ground'?"

I recognized that as how I described the song after I had won. "You and Suzukawa Momo are nothing but jokes that are riding on the coat tails of some attention from your debuts. The message this song delivers is but a way of admitting defeat that you could never reach your goal. Yet that's all that Suzukawa blabs on about. For you to create a song that praises that is ridiculous."

She picked up her bag, throwing it over her shoulder. She stopped at the door. "You, maybe. But I will never accept Suzukawa Momo as an idol."

She slammed the door behind her with that being her last statement. I lost the feeling in my legs, falling to the ground. Somehow I figured what irascible meant and why Momo warned me about it.

"Higawari-san do you realize that you just angered one of the newest, upcoming vocals?" I didn't put in the effort to get up. Instead I got on my knees to bow to the producer.

"I'm sorry to you as well. You've wasted all this time on me and I don't think your relationship with Inoue-san will be well enough for you to offer her another job for a while too. That's my fault." I slowly raised my head when I didn't hear a response.

"That was bold of you. I have to respect an artist that is proud of his work. But do you understand that you breached our contract? I have a lot of other deals that I could have been meeting with. With this I have more losses than gains. I hope you take that into consideration. I can't keep giving you lessons at this point with no song in return." I pushed myself up.

"I can accept that. But about the song, would you mind waiting a little?"

"What?"

"The song isn't ready. Honestly speaking, I wasn't ready. My guitar skills are lacking, and though I know how the song should sound it doesn't mean I know how to direct someone." I looked at the recording booth. "More importantly, I can only picture one person singing Blue Moon."

"Suzukawa Momo-san?" I nodded.

"Despite what Inoue-san says, that song was meant for the two of us. You said that once it finishes, people will be able to hear and understand me. That's not possible because Momo-san's influence is already here. Even having the best vocals would not reach the potential you want it to be without her. Can you wait for the two of us?" He looked at me dead in the eyes.

"I know that the two of were daring after my audition but this?" Leaning back in his chair he gave a heavy sigh. "Fine then. Technically the contract never had a date set and you do the creative control over it. We'll wait until the two of you have been properly taught in your fields."

"Thank you very much!" I bowed a full 90 degrees.

"Our lessons are actually stopping though. I don't have time to be teaching you all the time so you'll have to work on that by yourself."

"I understand that. Thank you very much."

"You, also, need to learn to stop saying thank you so much. I get it."

Trivia: Fumiko has 4 siblings, her being the youngest. It goes in alternating order of eldest sister, 2 brothers, another sister, then her. Rin, Kyo, Hiro and Kagura in respected order. All of them being names after a character from the anime/ manga Fruits Basket (all of them are related in the show).