Chapter 1

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Haruka's Pov

I let out a sigh of frustration I don't have any ideas on how to write this new song. I look over at the clock. 1:00pm! I have been working for almost seven hours! Maybe I should say hello and talk to the guys for a while.

I walk down the hall, down into the main lounge area and see all of the guys talking about and doing random other things. Ittoki-san was currently asking Cecil-san what it was like to be a real prince. Tokiya-san was listening to the two of them converse while drinking tea. Masato-san looked like he was trying to read but he seemed very annoyed because Ren-san kept talking to him about whatever it is they are talking about. Finally Syo was running away from the very energetic Natsuki-san who happened to be holding a bright pink bunny costume. I think Quartet Night is busy at this moment working but they should be back later. I leaned against the wall watching the boys interact when I got lost in my thoughts thinking about Aika. I wonder how she is doing? Is she getting better? I hope she is getting better? I still remember the day when she got back she looked...

" Haruka? Are you alright?" I jumped out of my thoughts and looked up to see Tokiya.

"Yeah, yeah I am just fine," I replied still in thought of her. I hope she is doing alright. Maybe I should call her. The others must have heard us and started to walk towards me.

" Hey, Tokiya-san I am going to make a phone call." He gave me a nod. I turn and I start towards the nearest empty room. 'Oh wait!' "Ah! Tokiya will you get my green composition book from my room? It is right on my desk by my lamp." He gave a quick word of agreement as I walk back down the hall and into one of the many music rooms. I pull out my phone from my pocket in my floral skirt and dial the number that I had engrained into my memory. I hear a warm voice answer and I smile and reply. "Oba-chan"

Tokiya's POV

I let out a sigh of annoyance as I walk to Haruka's room. Why? Probably because everyone wanted to come with me just to get Haruka's composition book.

"Guys it doesn't take seven people to get a composition book." I said to my friends that were following me like lost puppies. "We know it doesn't, but we all want to see Haruka she has been in her room all day" Natsuki replies gleefully. "Fine." Just as I said that we arrived and I opened the door to her dorm room.

I walk in with everyone stumbling in behind me, I frown at their actions. CRUNCH.... I freeze and look down to the floor littered with crumpled balls of paper. I grab one and unwrap it only to see that it was all music compositions. "She made all these?" Ren said in awe. "I think she did but none of them are completed." Masato replied in wonder. " SUGOI!" Three loud voices rang out startling the rest of us. "Quieter please." I reprimanded as Syo, Ittoki, and Cecil hung their heads. "Gomen, Tokiya." They said in shame.

I start towards the desk but I caught a glint in the corner of my eye. Curious, I head towards the glinting object. On the wall was a huge picture. 'How could I miss this it's huge.' The photo was black and white of a beautiful, petite girl wearing an over sized hoodie and leggings. She was leaning up against a window looking out at the rising or setting sun I couldn't tell. To be honest it was an amazing picture. "I wonder who she is? She looks so sad." Spoke my curly blonde headed friend. "Guys, Haruka and that girl are all over this room. Take a look at all of the photos." Syo said. I glance over his head. 'He was right she is in almost every picture.' "Minna I think I found Little Lamb's reason for writing music." We all scuttle towards him. He was looking up at the ceiling above Haruka's bed. There was two posters, on the left there was a picture of us all smiling and our fingers making a star. On the right was a poster form of that girl again, this time she was smiling but looked very ill. She had really hollow cheeks and looked very pale, overall she seemed happy. I couldn't help but notice her actual hair and eye color. Her hair was lavender and her eyes purple and green. What really stood out to me were the words above both posters in cut out letters that said 'Keep Them Smiling'. "She looks truly happy there, she looks as if she is about to cry out of joy." Ren spoke softly. 'I guess this poster hit a soft spot for him.'

Suddenly I felt guilty. We just snooped around Haruka's room for like 15 minutes. 'Hopefully she isn't off the phone yet.' "Hey, we have been in here for too long. Let's hope she isn't off the phone yet." I said seriously. I grabbed the composition book and immediately headed straight towards the music room. Shortly after I hear many footsteps stampeding towards me, and a curt sound of a door closing.

3rd Person POV

Meanwhile, as STARISH quickly sped down the halls, Haruka asked her Grandmother if she could speak to someone named Aika. STARISH stood outside the door only catching snippets of the conversation on the other side of the door.

STARISH POV

We all leaned towards the door desperately trying not to fall through. "How are you feeling?" Haruka said. "That's good! When are you going to visit me? I miss you." We leaned in closer who is she talking to? "The guys won't hurt you I promise I will keep them in check." Hearing this we all glanced at each other silently agreeing to be on our best behavior for whoever it is. We lean back towards the door again. "Yatta! So you are coming to visit?" "You have to? What does that mean?" "Really! Oh my goodness I am so excited!" She let out an excited squeal and we all smiled. "So when..... Oh! Ok I will mark it on my calendar." "Ya, love you bye."

We all scrambled away from the door and ran back down the hall a bit and turned around and came back pretending we never heard the conversation. Haruka came out of the room and we handed her the green composition book she asked for. We all sent a silent message as we gave a look that said 'We are definitely going to talk about this later'.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 23, 2017 ⏰

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