[My Stage's Melody, Daiki X OC]
Title: My Stage's Melody
Author: supot
Rating: G
Pairing: Daiki X OC
Genre: Angst .XD
A/N: For mikanponchan 's request, a sequel for The First Note's Last stage.
Summary: Daiki's POV. :)
I look at the mirror infront of me. I’m almost ready, my hair is fixed, my clothes are perfect and I know just about everything about tonight’s concert. I’m expecting to see different faces; different smiles and expressions. How I wish I can hold each and everyone’s hands when they try to reach out to me as a ‘thank you’ for their unfading support for me-and for the group but I can’t. On stage, you can’t see everyone’s faces; you just wave at random people, blow them kisses and that would be all.
The crowd’s cheer came louder; almost deafening. I closed my eyes I let out a deep sigh-I’ll do my best today, just like everyday, just like the members. Because I’ve chosen this path myself, I have to face it alone.
“Hey, Dai-chan you alright?” Yama-chan, who stands beside me asked, he must’ve heard me sigh.
“Uh, yeah. Just a little bit nervous, I think.” I smiled weakly; just to show him I am fine.
“Where’s your necklace? I thought I saw that over the table where the bentos were. I thought you know that its there.” Yama-chan replied.
Then suddenly, I realized, it wasn’t on my neck so I rushed over to where it was as said by Yama-chan. And there it was-- my necklace with a teddy bear pendant.
I can still remember the reason why I have it; she was smiling happily; the wind playing with her long, soft hair.
We are sitting at the bay side, her hand on mine as we share the afternoon together.
“Ne,” I called out.
She turned her head towards my direction, “Hm?” That smile. I love that smile dearly; even if I close my eyes, a picture of it was drawn in the depths of my soul.
“Please sing for me.” I requested. I love her voice. The first time I’ve heard it was when my nephew was hospitalized; she sang for the children in that play room. That’s where I fell inlove with her.
“Hm, what can you do for me?” Her eyes turned into a crescent shape; as her smile widens more. I laughed at what she asked so I pulled out a gummy bear from my bag and showed her, ‘Jajaan~ For gummy bears; please sing for me!”
“Daiki, five minutes before we start, what are you doing?” Yabu-kun was standing beside the mirror, looking at me, “Let’s go.”
“O-ok.” I followed suit, wearing my necklace.
After forming a circle and yelling out loud, we are ready to go up the stage and make the fans; who love us dearly, happy.
We appeared on stage-waved, smiled, danced and sang. It was tiring but it was fun. Seeing the fans cheer for you, feeling their love, it’s what I have chosen. I should be happy with this.
Then 7’s corner came, we are left backstage again.
I changed into the next set of costume and noticed the necklace again. Memories poured back like a bucket of ice cold water on me.
I was left dumbfounded on that scene again.
“Let’s not see each other anymore.” I avoided her eyes; I avoided looking at her. I know I can’t continue on with what I’m gonna do if ever I take just even a glimpse of her.
I was expecting of rather radical feedbacks. She slapping me, or asking questions as to why I am letting her go, but the response I got make my tears weigh 4 tons, making them involuntarily fall down.
“Okay, I understand.” Her calm, gentle voice, which I really love, echoed through my ears. Its like being beaten up to death; hearing her accepting what I said-I mean, have you really loved me from the heart?
Next, I heard her footsteps, slowly walking away from me. I can’t even look at her. If I stopped her from going away, I won’t be able to go back to my life. But if I won’t stop her, I think I wont find my life a again.
“Daiki, the management already knows. Please stop that nonsense as early as possible.”
Those words got the better on me so I decided not to stop her. Making sure she wasn’t there anymore, I raised my head up, only to find a little red box where she’s previously standing minutes ago. I picked it up and saw the pendant and the necklace inside and a small note saying, ‘for this silver bear, I want Arioka Daiki to stay with me forever!’
Then a shoulder tapped me. It’s Inoo-chan, pointing at my undone clothes, “Why are you spacing out, Dai-chan? After a song, we’ll go onstage. Hurry and get ready!”
The show went on successfully. I am tired, but I am happy for making the fans happy.
Two days passed and I received a call from someone I’ve known for a very long time. She wants to meet me at a certain park. I am very shocked and at the same time, I wonder why she has called. How did she found me?
I went to the park and I saw her, “Auntie? How are you?” I bowed my head as soon as I saw her.
“I’m fine, how have you been?” She smiled, her smile is familiar, everything is familiar about her, “She wants to tell you something. Maybe about the concert two days ago.” She laughed, “She watched you.”
A smile appeared on my lips, “She should’ve told me.”
“Wait here, I’ll go get her.”
Then she walked away. That moment, a bunch of butterflies played inside my stomach; and not just pure play-hyper play. I don’t know how to react. Awkward? Yes. I don’t know, what would I tell her, ‘hi I’m sorry I broke up with you’? ‘Hello, how are you after that thing happened’? ‘Or be honest like, ‘you know what, I still love you.’? I don’t know. In the midst of my moment, she appeared before my eyes.
I don’t know if it’s just me or I saw plain sadness in her eyes. I am expecting for that warm smile, her laughter or her jolly self. Her hair was previously long, but she already cut it short-it’s nice on her. She looked beautiful as ever. But what caught my attention were her sad eyes and her faint smile.
With all the courage left inside me, I managed to say a thing. “So…” I started, “I heard you watched me, how was it?” I smiled, hoping that she’ll smile like before, but she didn’t. That broke my heart a hundred times stronger. She smiled, yes but the sadness I saw earlier never left her. Was that because of me?
Trying to act normal, with almost all the energy left inside me, I tried to act normal once again, “are you crying? Is it the end of the world? Are you okay?” I know I looked worried; but that may do.
She didn’t answer; instead, she took my hand and wrote something on my palm using her finger. That warmth-I longed for that for a long time already; I didn’t even realize that I am missing it a lot. By a lot, I mean A LOT.
The letters were clear; just like the waters on the beach. ‘sa-yo-na-ra’? Eh? Eh? Goodbye? I know we are done, why are you telling me goodbye in a really weird way, and with that look in your eyes? I can’t comprehend!
Before my mouth opens, she wrote another set of letters on my palm. Looking at our hands, I read the message, ‘a-ri-ga-tou’? Ha? This is weird. Really weird. But I chose to be in silence, just like before. I looked at her face; she is crying and it broke my heart seeing her like that. Then she let go of my hand then she slowly walked out.
Her back faced me and that’s when tears flow down from my eyes. I don’t know a single detail on what’s happening but one thing is for sure; the ‘goodbye’ is permanent.
I remembered the day when we broke up. She walked away from me silently, like this. And me, I stood quietly on that spot, arguing whether I should stop her or not. For the second and the last time, I chose to be silent and not to stop her from going far from me.
I realized, some words that are left unspoken are those words that will change everything but those words, at the same time, are those who hurt the most.
Author: supot
Rating: G
Pairing: Daiki X OC
Genre: Angst .XD
A/N: For mikanponchan 's request, a sequel for The First Note's Last stage.
Summary: Daiki's POV. :)
I look at the mirror infront of me. I’m almost ready, my hair is fixed, my clothes are perfect and I know just about everything about tonight’s concert. I’m expecting to see different faces; different smiles and expressions. How I wish I can hold each and everyone’s hands when they try to reach out to me as a ‘thank you’ for their unfading support for me-and for the group but I can’t. On stage, you can’t see everyone’s faces; you just wave at random people, blow them kisses and that would be all.
The crowd’s cheer came louder; almost deafening. I closed my eyes I let out a deep sigh-I’ll do my best today, just like everyday, just like the members. Because I’ve chosen this path myself, I have to face it alone.
“Hey, Dai-chan you alright?” Yama-chan, who stands beside me asked, he must’ve heard me sigh.
“Uh, yeah. Just a little bit nervous, I think.” I smiled weakly; just to show him I am fine.
“Where’s your necklace? I thought I saw that over the table where the bentos were. I thought you know that its there.” Yama-chan replied.
Then suddenly, I realized, it wasn’t on my neck so I rushed over to where it was as said by Yama-chan. And there it was-- my necklace with a teddy bear pendant.
I can still remember the reason why I have it; she was smiling happily; the wind playing with her long, soft hair.
We are sitting at the bay side, her hand on mine as we share the afternoon together.
“Ne,” I called out.
She turned her head towards my direction, “Hm?” That smile. I love that smile dearly; even if I close my eyes, a picture of it was drawn in the depths of my soul.
“Please sing for me.” I requested. I love her voice. The first time I’ve heard it was when my nephew was hospitalized; she sang for the children in that play room. That’s where I fell inlove with her.
“Hm, what can you do for me?” Her eyes turned into a crescent shape; as her smile widens more. I laughed at what she asked so I pulled out a gummy bear from my bag and showed her, ‘Jajaan~ For gummy bears; please sing for me!”
“Daiki, five minutes before we start, what are you doing?” Yabu-kun was standing beside the mirror, looking at me, “Let’s go.”
“O-ok.” I followed suit, wearing my necklace.
After forming a circle and yelling out loud, we are ready to go up the stage and make the fans; who love us dearly, happy.
We appeared on stage-waved, smiled, danced and sang. It was tiring but it was fun. Seeing the fans cheer for you, feeling their love, it’s what I have chosen. I should be happy with this.
Then 7’s corner came, we are left backstage again.
I changed into the next set of costume and noticed the necklace again. Memories poured back like a bucket of ice cold water on me.
I was left dumbfounded on that scene again.
“Let’s not see each other anymore.” I avoided her eyes; I avoided looking at her. I know I can’t continue on with what I’m gonna do if ever I take just even a glimpse of her.
I was expecting of rather radical feedbacks. She slapping me, or asking questions as to why I am letting her go, but the response I got make my tears weigh 4 tons, making them involuntarily fall down.
“Okay, I understand.” Her calm, gentle voice, which I really love, echoed through my ears. Its like being beaten up to death; hearing her accepting what I said-I mean, have you really loved me from the heart?
Next, I heard her footsteps, slowly walking away from me. I can’t even look at her. If I stopped her from going away, I won’t be able to go back to my life. But if I won’t stop her, I think I wont find my life a again.
“Daiki, the management already knows. Please stop that nonsense as early as possible.”
Those words got the better on me so I decided not to stop her. Making sure she wasn’t there anymore, I raised my head up, only to find a little red box where she’s previously standing minutes ago. I picked it up and saw the pendant and the necklace inside and a small note saying, ‘for this silver bear, I want Arioka Daiki to stay with me forever!’
Then a shoulder tapped me. It’s Inoo-chan, pointing at my undone clothes, “Why are you spacing out, Dai-chan? After a song, we’ll go onstage. Hurry and get ready!”
The show went on successfully. I am tired, but I am happy for making the fans happy.
Two days passed and I received a call from someone I’ve known for a very long time. She wants to meet me at a certain park. I am very shocked and at the same time, I wonder why she has called. How did she found me?
I went to the park and I saw her, “Auntie? How are you?” I bowed my head as soon as I saw her.
“I’m fine, how have you been?” She smiled, her smile is familiar, everything is familiar about her, “She wants to tell you something. Maybe about the concert two days ago.” She laughed, “She watched you.”
A smile appeared on my lips, “She should’ve told me.”
“Wait here, I’ll go get her.”
Then she walked away. That moment, a bunch of butterflies played inside my stomach; and not just pure play-hyper play. I don’t know how to react. Awkward? Yes. I don’t know, what would I tell her, ‘hi I’m sorry I broke up with you’? ‘Hello, how are you after that thing happened’? ‘Or be honest like, ‘you know what, I still love you.’? I don’t know. In the midst of my moment, she appeared before my eyes.
I don’t know if it’s just me or I saw plain sadness in her eyes. I am expecting for that warm smile, her laughter or her jolly self. Her hair was previously long, but she already cut it short-it’s nice on her. She looked beautiful as ever. But what caught my attention were her sad eyes and her faint smile.
With all the courage left inside me, I managed to say a thing. “So…” I started, “I heard you watched me, how was it?” I smiled, hoping that she’ll smile like before, but she didn’t. That broke my heart a hundred times stronger. She smiled, yes but the sadness I saw earlier never left her. Was that because of me?
Trying to act normal, with almost all the energy left inside me, I tried to act normal once again, “are you crying? Is it the end of the world? Are you okay?” I know I looked worried; but that may do.
She didn’t answer; instead, she took my hand and wrote something on my palm using her finger. That warmth-I longed for that for a long time already; I didn’t even realize that I am missing it a lot. By a lot, I mean A LOT.
The letters were clear; just like the waters on the beach. ‘sa-yo-na-ra’? Eh? Eh? Goodbye? I know we are done, why are you telling me goodbye in a really weird way, and with that look in your eyes? I can’t comprehend!
Before my mouth opens, she wrote another set of letters on my palm. Looking at our hands, I read the message, ‘a-ri-ga-tou’? Ha? This is weird. Really weird. But I chose to be in silence, just like before. I looked at her face; she is crying and it broke my heart seeing her like that. Then she let go of my hand then she slowly walked out.
Her back faced me and that’s when tears flow down from my eyes. I don’t know a single detail on what’s happening but one thing is for sure; the ‘goodbye’ is permanent.
I remembered the day when we broke up. She walked away from me silently, like this. And me, I stood quietly on that spot, arguing whether I should stop her or not. For the second and the last time, I chose to be silent and not to stop her from going far from me.
I realized, some words that are left unspoken are those words that will change everything but those words, at the same time, are those who hurt the most.