Broken Artists

Chapter 5

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I woke up quickly sliding out of Usagi-san's arms quickly looking back to check if he was still sleeping, just like usual I had no luck and he was looking up at me from the white covers of the bed. "Morning." I whispered walking to the closet taking out my outfit for my meeting with the Author. Something clicked in my mind and I remembered I haven't told Usagi-san about my meeting, that is exactly what I did next, " Usagi-san I have to go to work today and meet someone who needs my assistance." Usagi nodded sliding off the bed. "I have to go with Aikawa to do something to." I took off my oversized nightshirt and headed for the shower. "What do you want for breakfast?" I asked from the steam filled bathroom, he chuckled and stood behind me in the mirror, "You. For Breakfast. Lunch. Dinner. & for Snack." I instantly heated up Thinking of a quick remark, "BakaUsagi!" He chuckled stripping himself of his night attire and hopping in the shower. "Hurry up and join me Mi~sa~ki." I groaned stripping myself of my boxers and stepped in facing the Large Usagi. "Lets just hurry up." I mumbled squeezing some of the Shampoo into my hand and plopping it down on Usagi-san's head lathering it deep into his scalp lightly. "Misaki," he breathed out causing me to jump a bit sending him a foot back into the running water. The soapy water ran down his neck and slid down his broad chest smoothly. I felt a large hand run through my hair with cold shampoo, I relaxed under the touch letting the latter rub the shampoo evenly. After washing off I got out grabbing a white towel with ducks on it ; wrapping it around it my body and throwing a yellow towel with rabbits on it to Usagi-San. I felt arm encircle my waist as I looked through my closet. "Oh dear. It's a time for us to leave. Lets hurry and get dressed." I grumbled annoyed at the loss of extra minutes. "Okay anything for you Misaki." He said grabbing his usual outfit. A light lavender dress shirt that complements his eyes, dark grey vest and slacks, and to complete the outfit he wore a yellow tie. I sighed taking out the outfit I had chosen earlier, which included a pair of loose black skinny slacks, a white dress shirt, a green tie -to bring out my eyes, and a black Vest.

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I looked at Usagi-san shyly, "Usagi-San... Can you tie my tie p-please?" I asked embarrassed that I could not tie a simple knot out of this piece of fabric. He looked shocked but chuckled before retying the tie and tucking it behind the vest. I lead us out of the room after grabbing our jackets and Phones. "Lets go." Akihiko whispered in my ear huskily. "O-okay." I stuttered out.

"Bye Usagi-San!" I shouted out waving, he waved back and sped off into the distance. I hope he hasn't figured out about my secret... I swear all hell will break loose if that happens, I mean...Me, Me! Plain, Old, Boring Misaki. Having Musical talent... That won't go well... Since I still won't be good enough... "Misaki!" I turned back to see Kurosu. "Hey, You ready?" I asked smiling, "Hey... The Author/ Mangaka wants to duet with you for his anime opening in front of the studio, behind this glass ; in front of Every one." To emphasize his point he pointed at the area of glass next to the doorway of the studio, there stood two microphones with the thin layer of the pop filter, the two sets of head phones, and two cold looking water bottles. I sighed nervously, "It can't be helped..." I whispered to no one in particular. Taking a breath, I headed inside with Kurosu trailing right behind me, once inside I saw a man and a woman, both were laid back looking -Which calmed my nerves a tad bit- "Hello, You must be Takahashi Misaki. I'm Hiroshi Asami and this is Ijuuin Kyo, he will be the one recording with you today with your song Only Human. Do you have any objections, advice, questions, or concerns?" She held out her hand for me to shake with a kind smile on her face. I nervously took her hand and shook it, "It's nice to meet you Hiroshi-sama and Ijuuin-sama and also, I have no objections to the duet, nor do I have any advice or Concerns. But Ijuuin-sama, with all do respect, Why do you want to sing a duet with me?" Ijuuin-sama smiled before speaking, "You can call me Kyo if you wish there is no need for honorifics, were both artists here." He paused slightly, "Id like to sing with you because, I always hear your songs and they always sound so passionate and emotion-filled. If you don't mind, I'd like to hear you live with the privilege to sing with you." I blushed at his compliment, "Um T-thank you, Would you like to start now?" He nodded walking over to the taller Mic. I followed him talking the shorter of the two microphones, i grabbed the water bottle and slowly drunk half of it. "You should drink some to Ijuu- I mean Kyo-San." He chuckled and pointed at a pile of water bottles "I think I've had enough. i spent all last night preparing for this." I blushed and quickly put on my headphones, leaving one out on my neck - which I held in place, Kyo-San followed my actions and the door closed, Whoever constructed this actually made the area a soundproof room. "You can start Kurosu." I said nervously looking at Ijuuin. He smiled back at me, I could tell he was a bit nervous by his facial expression. Given the signal, the music started and I with it. I let the lyrics roll out of my mouth smoothly, reminiscing about the time I wrote this song. Soon Kyo-kun joined in, I was surprised as his voice harmonized well with mine and how gentle it sounded. I nodded in his direction, he took the signal and took the Melody lyrics, while I took the harmony. I was awestruck at how much emotion he put into his voice. He opeNed his eyes and stared at me, I instantly blushed at his stare. We continued to sing in harmony, almost like our voices just harmonized naturally. After a few more verses I felt an intense stare, looking around and not finding anyone suspicious I brushed it off as nervousness or paranoia. We continued to sing in sync and soon enough we finished.

Little did Misaki know, a pair of violet eyes were looking at him furiously, yet sadly at the same time.