A 2nd Chance In September | Kousei x Kaori + Sequel FF

Chapter 5- Different Among the Rest

A/N: Dedicated to one of my supporters who flooded votes, AxNath :) thank you so much!

Okay, so this chapter will be longer than you expected, because in my previews chapters, I learned that it's too short, so for all you to enjoy the fanfic, there must be 1 long chapter to be updated! ^_^

Chapter 5- Different Among the Rest....

she looked at me, and i quickly recognized who she is.

she's the only blonde girl in the frames, and the most different girl of the family.

I took a glance on her. Like i was looking to a goddess. She have these blue, watery orbs, and a short, blonde hair with its tip that brushes her neck, and her bangs all messed up, making her look like a maiden.

Wait. Are those. Tears in her eyes?

"I'll stand forever Wondering if you knew. that i was enchanted to meet you.
-Adam Young"

I didn't really know what did she said that for, but, right now, i don't know how will I react.

"Um. Eto." I quickly bowed after her.

"SUMIMASEN!!! IT'S MY FAULT FOR BARGING IN!!!" I was about to run away, but then she suddenly pulled my sleeves, a reason for me to stop.

"Please, don't go. I need a friend."

'Friend A."
A voice of hers are echoing through my thoughts. I kept on remembering her.

STOP IT, KOUSEI!!!

"Aah, gomenasai, but. I'm going to finish my work first." I gave her a fake smile, and i can't believe that i'm already sweating.

"Aah, gomenasai, but. I'm really scared. Please, stay." She pulled me hard with her words. I have no other choice, but to say with her.

"Um. May I know your name?" I settled my first question.

It took her like 20 seconds before she answered.

"Haruka. Misaki Haruka."

And then I started wondering. She's not an Imaroshi. Does it mean.

"Um, may I know your relationship with Kuroma-san?" I asked. She smiled as a reply. "I'm her sister."

It took me a moment to think of what'll be my next response. Somehow, this conversation makes me nervous for certain reasons.

"Hmm. About our names?" She looked at the scenery outside the window.

"They told me that i'm only adapted, and that I was found here in Japan last 3 years."

"Ooh, um. Sorry about that stupid question from me. Aah! By the way, i'm."

"Arima Kousei, isn't it?"

"H-how did you know?" She smiled once again, giving me a signal of her reply. "You're famous, you know. You are known as a boy, bringing inspiration to others with his music. They told me that you were also famous when I was still a child. But sad to say, I no longer remember those times."

"No longer, Remember? Why?" And there was a sudden silence after that, which made me more nervous.

"I have an Amnesia." I was shocked as she stated her last sentence. Amnesia isn't really peculiar nowadays, but come to think of it. It's my first time meeting a person having one.

"Is that So? Um." Come one, Kousei, think of an answer!

"The truth is. I've been listening to your pieces lately, and it felt wonderful watching you perform, even if it's just a clip or on tv."