Being onstage is not as easy as it looks.
Even Akashi - who was well known for his intelligence and look - had his own struggle to get his dream of being an actor.
However, as he was drowning in the world he had been dreaming of too far, he just rea...
"The performance is about to start in 10 minutes, Akashi-san," a figurant told him.
Akashi said nothing but nodded. It seemed like he was reading something.
"Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm good," without even looking at the figurant, Akashi waved his hand. "I need to be alone."
Fully knowing what he meant, the figurant bowed and left.
"He's getting weirder, isn't he?"
"You mean Akashi-san?"
His friend nodded. "It was only a month when he started joining the theater, and yet there's something strange about him."
"I know," he sighed. "Anyway, he never likes reading poems, right?"
"I guess."
"But this is the first time I saw him reading a collection of Kobayashi Issa's haikus."
***
Even with insects-- some can sing, some can't.
He felt happy.
How could he not? Being a well-known star was his dream, and now he had already become one. Being onstage was thrilling. Being under the spotlight was somehow able to make him shine even more.
There were times when Akashi felt a sudden pain on his face. Especially his left eye. It hurt so much that it felt like burning.
It must be from the fight, was his thought on this whole time.
However, after the incident with Kise, he felt no more pain. He remembered the first time he felt the pain was when he met the former actor, on the day he failed his first audition.
A knock on the door woke him up from his thoughts.
"Akashi-san, the show's about to start."
Oh well, better concentrating on the play than thinking about the stupid possibilities.
"I'm ready."
***
The audience were unable to set their eyes off the stage, for they were witnesses of what they could call a miracle.
This boy – Akashi Seijuuro – had anything that anyone could ever imagine: wealth, beauty, talent... and of all things: pride.
The moment Akashi said his monologue, the audience were enchanted by the words. It felt like he turned into someone different. The way he acted, the way he spoke...
It felt like he was asking the audience to participate in the stage where he – and he alone – was standing at.
The performance ended with a loud applause from the whole audience.
Even the crews were praising the young redhead once the theater curtains had been set down.
"You're doing good!"
"Oh my, how could you be so great in it?"
"You must be practicing a lot!"
Akashi could only smile in response, since he knew the truth of his ability.
He never practiced. He never did.
All he was doing is just staring at the script, memorizing it, and he could feel that something else was moving him.
He didn't know how, but he knew one thing:
It was not him who was performing on the stage.
***
The audience was still mumbling about how great the young actor was.
"He was amazing, wasn't he?"
"I was drawn into his performance. What a prodigy!"
"I wonder if there's something that he can't do."
Between the seats, a lone person was just sitting, without even joining the conversation of the crowd.
However, he was smiling. A smile so wide it could reach his ears.
"I'm so proud of you," he mumbled.
"Akashicchi, I wish to have those talents you've got."
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THE END
So that's the end of my chapter! I feel that it was kind of lame to end it this way, but... I hope you'd appreciate my work anyways.
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