14... and now there's two

[singsingbluesilver]

Tohma is here! He's a nice guy and one my best friends from home. We played in a band together until I went to the States and he started his own company. Be nice to him, okay? Although he still gets up way too early. Evil evil cold feet.

Sorry about the surprise Tetsu! I didn't think it would be that bad.

Tohma! I wrote some songs! Shuichi, did you sing that one we made for Eiri? I wanna hear it!

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[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I can tell. Couldn't you have drawn that thing on the back? It's okay, though. You can still make it out.

[singsingbluesilver]

I remember them better when I hear them anyways. So not everything is lost.

OH! Where to preform is next, right? The high school's got the biggest safe space. It's not the best, but it's better than most.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

That makes sense, then. If there's some kind of auditorium or gymnasium, that would be excellent. If not, we'll improvise.

And, at the very least, it seems like a spot that would catch attention.

[singsingbluesilver]

There is one. The quality isn't the best, but what is here?

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

You're right.

...Ryuichi, can I ask a favor of you?

[singsingbluesilver]

What do you want, Tohma?

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

Are you in the mood to write a quick song or two for those auditioning as vocalists to sing?

[singsingbluesilver]

I could write a couple, but you could always make them hum a few bars.

[ A sly, sidelong glance at the little joke, even if it wasn't that much of a joke. ]

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[Oh, but Tohma is quite amused.]

Unfortunately, unlike certain "lyricists," I don't consider humming to be words. ♪

[singsingbluesilver]

That wasn't the point. I wanted him to do it on his own terms. We did, at one time. We still do.

[ Old news, really. He dismissed the reasons with a flick of his fingers and tears out a new page from his scetchpad. ]

One in English and one in Japanese?

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I suppose you're right.

And yes, since it seems the most common languages spoken here are English and Japanese, that should be sufficient enough.

If you... ah, would prefer to write the Japanese one out in kana, that's fine. I'll rewrite it as kanji later.

[singsingbluesilver]

Okay.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Ryuichi. I really appreciate it.

[singsingbluesilver]

It's not that much of a problem. [ Because he wasn't going to whip up something really special for this. These people might become competition after all. ]

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[He knew that it was silly for Ryuichi to come up with heart-stopping lyrics for something as unimportant as this, but that didn't mean it still wasn't extra work that Ryuichi was doing.]

Yes, but you could still be doing something else like coloring instead. It's nice of you to take the time to do this for me. ♪

[So, Tohma will be watching him with a patient, appreciative smile]

[singsingbluesilver]

Mm, but this is important too.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

...It is? I thought you didn't have much of an interest in music anymore.

[singsingbluesilver]

Oh, no, that's not why I left.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

Then... Why did you leave, Ryuichi?

[singsingbluesilver]

A number of things. Maybe because it doesn't hold any more surprises. Maybe because I felt time for a change. Maybe I wanted to see how far I could reach.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[He's silent for a bit.]

Well, it was never my right to chain you to Nittle Grasper. As long as you're off doing things that make you happy, I'm happy, too.

[singsingbluesilver]

It was never my intention to hurt you or Noriko when it came to the band.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I know, Ryuichi. ♪ We were all aware when we started Nittle Grasper that we couldn't stay together forever. There's no reason to feel any guilt about ending it when you did.

[One of those plastic smiles is gracing his face, though]

[singsingbluesilver]

I do. There's no reason why I should lie about it.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

Well, the important thing is that you moved on to something more entertaining; something that filled you with happiness just like Nittle Grasper used to.

Were you in the middle of making a movie when you came to this place?