Uta no Prince sama x Reader

Chapter 9

The three of us stood by the riverbank, near where Haruka and I were before. It was silent, apart from the wind rustling the leaves quietly.

"Are you okay?"

Haruka looked to where Hijirikawa-san was standing, giving him a surprised look.

"Yes."

Haruka's voice came out squeaky, making me try to stifle a laugh. She glared at me, before turning her attention back to her classmates. "It's tough, isn't it?" I gave Hijirikawa-san a questioning look, as he directed his attention to the water in from the of us.

"Even if you're told not to let it get to you, it's impossible."

"I was naive..."

Hijirikawa-san turned at Haruka's statement, eyes focused to the side. "Everyone else here has been studying all this time... But I came here just because I love music..." I was going to object to her words, but she put her hand up to me. "No (Y/n)-san... I've got to get going! Excuse me!"

Without so much as a hug, Haruka-san ran off in a different direction. I gawked at her, seeing as I had just spent so much time trying to make her feel happy, only for it to all come crumbling down in a few seconds. "Dammit..." Whispering to myself, I started walking away from my current position. It wasn't until a hand grabbed my wrist, that I stopped.

"Wait. You can't keep chasing after her, trying to make her feel better. It way work for a while, but when you're not there to help her, she'll come tumbling down further than she is now. You need to let her be. Help only when necessary, otherwise you'll find it bringing your down too. Just... Assist with her education, let her figure everything else out on her own."

With more wise words, Hijirikawa-san left me alone to think it over. I knew he was right, but how am I meant to just let Haruka be if she needs help. I don't want her to get hurt, but I don't want to let her down in the end. "I guess I'll just let her be then..." I strolled off to where Haruka and I were last, sitting myself upon the grass again. I decided to call out for Kuppuru, to see if he was still around.

"Kuppuru! Kuppuru!"

There was no sight of him, not even a meow. I sighed, hugging my knees right to my chest. After all this running and falling, I realised my tights were ripped and scattered with ladders, and my clothes were damp in some paces, where I had hit the wet grass. Huffing, my ears caught sound of a saxophones in the distance. Curious, I let myself listen a little longer, before heading back to my shared room with Haruka and Tomo-chan.

I lay down on my bed once I got there, Haruka-san and Tomo-chan nowhere to be seen. No offence to them, as I love their company, but it was nice for the peace and quiet. Since I still had some free time, I brought out a book I kept with me from the inside of my desk. It was an old scrapbook, filled with pictures and entries from myself and others. I remember there even being a few from Ryuya-kun, even though he only ever wrote what I told him to. It was one of the best gifts I received in my childhood, getting it for my tenth birthday from Ryuya-sensei and Yamato-sama. Flipping through the pages, I found an old music sheet filled with a composition Yamato-sama and I had written together. It was our first one, and we both really enjoyed it. Smiling at the memory, I took the sheet and headed over to the piano Haruka and I shared in the room. Sitting down, I played the song. It was calming, almost melodic if it weren't for the fact we were kids and some of the notes just didn't sound right. I laughed at how it became worse and worse towards the end, almost ending up sounding like I was playing a completely different instrument from the variation of the notes.

As I finished the piece, I couldn't help but remember everything that was written on the board about Haruka-san. It was awful. It was cruel. It was unnecessary. It was a lie. I hated the fact they treated her like this, just because she was a little bit different. Couldn't they just be nice? Couldn't they be kinder? More thoughtful? I clenched my fists up, laying my head on the open piano, my head clouded with nasty thoughts. And then there was S-Class. The only people that seemed relatively nice were Kurusu-san, Jinguji-san and Ichinose-san, though I'm sure they'll soon find me annoying after a week or so. They won't want to be associated with me I'm sure. Maybe even Otoya will leave me. Haruka-san will be better than I ever was at composing and she'll forget about me. I sniffled, trying so hard to forget about what was happening at the moment. Maybe just ignoring it will help... Yeah... That just might work...