A/N: Well… I said it would take 7 days, right? They passed and so here am I, publishing the rewritten version. Hope you enjoy it. I have made some changes, as you can read in the summary. Haruka will be here too (Ayame felt alone, poor little one x'D) but she will bring some fujoshi action, along with Ayame. Enough rambling, enjoy your reading, my dear fojoshis and fundashis~~
Chapter 1: The future encounter
While a blue river allows an old white bridge to be above it, birds fly freely though the lulling wind into a bright blue sky, one of them lands on the water entrapping a silver fish in its beak. Both margins of the small river are carefully painted with a vivid green. The cherry blossoms exploding with pink, petals blanketing the floor in a soft, carnation-pink. A bicycle passes through an earthen walkway, petals fluttering in its wake. One of them, spinning, reaches a bank where two people are seated, chatting.
One of them is a middle-aged woman. Her long blond hair adorns her rosy face and green eyes, glittering in the sun. Her beige classic suit showed a white shirt that demanded for attention, in her ears two fake pearls shone proud of themselves. Beside her russet-brown hair blows, two, also russet-brown, eyes reflected a youthful 15 year old girl, on her nose pink glasses rested. Her red t-shirt screamed to the world around it as if it was saying "Hey, I'm here!" while her dark blue jeans and red sneakers kept quiet, listening to the conversation attentively. A silver cross pendant embraces her white neck affectionately.
- I miss him so much! He's always been so cheerful and bright, like a child of the sun. His name's Ittoki Otoya but I call him Oto-kun. - The girl looked up to the lively blue.
Otoya and the brown-eyed girl have been best friends since they were little. At the orphanage, he was her secret keeper and she was his. One day, he confessed to her his dream of being a singer someday, somehow. She always supported and cheered up for the red-head.
Sometimes it even seemed like they are brother and sister, since they have really similar personalities, although the girl tends to be shy and quiet when she hasn't opened herself to someone, and she is not as innocent and oblivious as he is, at least that is what she thinks.
- Seems to be a good friend of yours judging by the way you speak of him, Ayame-chan. – The older female's red lips showed her white teeth.
- Yes aunt Isamu! He's my best friend, he has such a big heart!
She also smiled widely to the sister of her adoptive mother, while remembering Otoya. Ayame first met her "aunt" a week ago because the middle-aged woman was now taking a vacation in Japan with her family although she works in Europe.
Europe was also the continent where the 15 year old girl was born, being her home country Scotland. She was now in Japan because she was abandoned, when a little baby, in a Japanese orphanage. There, they gave her the name Ayame due to the beauty and special glow of the russet eyes.
When she was nine, received a letter from a member of her family who knew about her situation although the girl never knew what this person was to her. The unknown person wrote that no one in the family could keep Ayame, she never knew what was the motive though. The individual also wrote in the letter that a friend in Japan could take care of her. The person mentioned in the letter, Sakura Hana, came to take Ayame to her new home a year later.
From that moment on, she had an adoptive mother and a new family who took care of her. The little girl was loved and happy, although she never met her biological mother.
At the orphanage, the one who rescued the small girl from her sadness was Otoya, who gave her the most beautiful and enchanting smile she'd ever seen before. Even when she was adopted, she visited her friend several times. One year later, when he was also gifted with a loving family, they kept seeing each other, not as often though.
- Tell me more about him. What is he studying?
- Music! Oto-kun wants to be a singer. He enrolled in Saotome Academy, a performing arts school. I'm so glad for him, he is pursuing his dream after all…. and so am I! – The girl grinned gladly. - In a week I'm moving to Saotome as well. I love to compose and sing bur my voice isn't something special, so I only compose. – The blue jeans started to move back and forth. - Otto-kun said he was anxious and all fired up with the idea of me going to his school. He said everything there is amazing and crazy at the same time, I'm so excited! Finally I can fulfil my dream of composing! And with a bonus, with my best friend by my side!
In Saotome Academy, several rooms still had their lights on. One of them was Otoya's.
Otoya, like Ayame described, was a cheerful boy with a golden heart who was on the idol's course, being in the A class. He loved music since he was little, the guitar being his most beloved instrument. Otoya was a social butterfly, making friends easily. Right now he had a very important task on his hands, apart from debuting, to make his roommate, Ichinose Tokiya, his friend. But he was like an impenetrable rock, as much as he tried, as much as he was friendly to him he would always get a cold look or few words in response. That could impel the red-headed guy to give up but the word "desist" wasn't on his dictionary yet.
Tokiya, who was at his desk, studying, was a cold perfectionist. He was never satisfied with his results, with his voice. He needed to sing better, to dance better, to do everything better. His biggest love was music although he had a problem, the lack of heart in the songs he sang, as much as he tried, people would always say that to him, making him angry about himself. He had a very busy life having little time left to socialize with people being often seen apart from others. Reading books was his favourite hobby; his shelves were full of them, passing most of the time reading after doing homework.
Their bedroom was clearly divided in two parts, not because one wall was black and the other white but because the right half was a mess and the left was perfectly organized.
A pale, snowy blanket wrapped itself majestically around the single bed placed on the left side of the room. The shelves, leaning against the dark wall felt envy of its darkness enrolling in a fight, pushing it angrily, the colourful books almost lose their original colours in fear of falling on the wicked ground. The desk and its owner were the only elements in that half that managed to ease the atmosphere of a silent war of darkness erased by the gracious light of a table lamp, spreading itself over Tokiya's hands. There was a romantic ambience in the bedroom as well, a painting and a jar of conceited flowers were trying their best to make eye-contact with the flowers and paintings on the other side.
Silent music could be heard as well, not from a pair of headphones that held firmly a red-head but from the melodious guitars and insane vinyl records hanged on the sallow wall. The blanket below them was enjoying it, its stripes danced happily a boogie dance of white and blue. Colourful post-it notes wanted to join the party but they were grabbled by a stubborn cork scoreboard above the tanned cupboard. Maybe it told the scoreboard to not to let them go... or maybe was the stereo, it sounded suspicious as well. One thing was certain, the blue floor pillow was completely innocent, holding tenderly a red-head who was cheerfully listening to his music, unaware of the crazy battle on his side of the room.
Meanwhile in the middle of the room, two curious chairs were having a parallel chat about their owners when the table, between them, tried to intervene but was politely told to shut up. Obediently it listened to its sisters and turned to the red couch some meters ahead, seeking for some company for the night. An indignant TV was grumbling and nagging the poor cupboard below it about how no one gave it attention.
Otoya was seated on the floor-pillow. On his headphones an upbeat rhythm sounded, his hair was bobbing up and down repeatedly, his hands holding them. On his left wrist, an orange wristband. He still had his school uniform on, a white polo t-shirt and a pair of brown trousers.
- I'm so anxious! I just can't believe she'll be here soon! – Two tanned hands took off a pair of red-headphones, letting the trapped music flow. – Haven't seen her in a long time! Waaaa! I just can't wait!
Tokiya, feeling exhausted of the overflowing energy that was radiating from his roommate in the last couple of days, turned his body on the black chair and looked to the red-head.
- Otoya, could you please be quiet? I can't concentrate myself.
- Sorry Tokiya. But…I can't wait to see her again!
Otoya stood up, gabbed the guitar that was on the floor and sat on his bed, his lips started humming a soothing song while he played it.
The bluenet first met him a few days ago but never saw him acting that cheerful while mentioning someone. Curiosity started nagging at his mind.
- Is it a girlfriend? - Eyebrow arched.
- Nah, It's my best friend, Ayame-chan…
Otoya stopped moving his hands, looking away, lost in his childhood memories.
Flashback (9 years ago, orphanage's garden)
On a sunny day, a small boy runs away from a little girl around an old tree. His red hair flies with the blowing wind. His skin was slightly tanned, contrasting with his dark green overalls and his red and white stripped t-shirt. His ruby eyes showed the typical childishness of a 6 year old boy. The girl who was unsuccessfully chasing him had a pair of russet-brown eyes and hair ornamenting her round white face. A pair of glasses magnified the happiness reflected in those russet eyes. A sunny-yellow rounded dress covered her white smooth skin.
After running like that for a while they stopped, leaning their tired bodies against a blooming cherry blossom. Their laughs and pants could be heard in the garden.
- Ayame-chan, it'll be so much fun! Look! – The boy grabbed a stick and pretended he was singing, the rock under his feet transformed into a stage. – I'll sing and ya'll do music for me. – The stick pointed to her. - We're gonna show our songs to the whooole world!
A big smile formed in the small girl's face.
-Yeah! – She jumped happily. –We're gonna be stars, like those! – Her index aimed to the azure-blue expanse above the two.
Their smiles grew even larger as they raised their right hands showing each other a big peace sign.
- …We're friends since we were little.
- Hum… – His head nodded. – is she enrolling here?
-Yeah, she arrives tomorrow!
-Well, let me do my homework. Don't disturb me. At least try to be quieter. – He turned to face the papers in front of him. Incomplete lyrics.
-Yup! – The red-head nodded happily.
He was so anxious to meet his friend he just couldn't wait for the next day to come. The years they'd spent apart felt like an eternity.
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A/N 2: Soooo… what do you think? Let me know onegai! ^_^ Don't be shy, write a review. See you on the next chappy! Oh and btw, thanks for waiting. Love you all!