Final Riff

Chapter 10

WARNING: MENTAL WRITER AHEAD...Please excuse the sudden craziness (^^;)

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"The battles that count aren't the one with gold medals. The struggle within yourself – the invisible, inevitable battles inside all of us – that's where it's at.

-Jesse Owens

Sitting alone beside the large rocks where everything seemed to have started, Tamotsu looked at the sun setting beyond the horizon. He can feel the crisp chill blowing in from the nearby shore. The sense of tranquility is perfect. The calmness was somehow telling him that everything is okay.

The place was something where one can enjoy the panoramic view of the sea. Who wouldn't have thought that it was a place where Tamotsu experienced a tragic event in his life?

Taking the view in and watching as the waves roll to the shore, Tamotsu had decided to finally leave. Standing up, he brushed his pants clean and with a final look at the sea, he started walking away.

Tamotsu stopped after walking for a few feet and looked back to where he sat. For a moment, he thought he saw Mami looking at the sea just like he had remembered from before. Blinking away the tiredness in his eyes, the vision was lost and replaced by an empty space.

We're going home now, Tamotsu whispered to no one. With one last look, he walked away, looking down at his hands. A small smile plastered in his face.

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Haruna settled on one of the big amplifiers in the room with her lake placid blue guitar in her hand. She couldn't be bothered to look for a proper stool to sit on as her hands itch to play a song in her mind. Once the guitar's strap was safely put around her body, she started strumming and plucking the notes of some untitled song.

The song started out as a ballad one but the more Haruna strums her guitar, the more the chords turned heavy and a bit more complicated to become a ballad. Haruna didn't mind though and just let her hands roam around the neck of her guitar and just pausing once in a while when she thought the notes doesn't fit to the song.

"I think that'll do it," She whispered and started jotting down the notes to her song. It kept up for almost half an hour before Haruna looked at the progress of her work.

Sitting on an amplifier leaves her in an uncomfortable angle does her back started to sore. She stretched for a bit but didn't move and kept on writing what her mind tells her until a rough draft of the song was finally done. Haruna smiled at her work and playing it as a whole to find some places needed to be fixed before she could show it to anyone else.

Content enough, however, she put a sign on the top of the page, marking it as one of the potential songs she will be introducing with her band mates and manager. She had written a couple of songs already but Haruna only had two that she was confident enough to be heard and that includes her current work.

Composing and playing music has become a second nature to her, and she can't imagine ever being unable to hold a guitar and singing at her heart's content to the world she had created with music.

That thought was so abrupt and out of her that she stopped all of a sudden in strumming her guitar. She never meant to think about it but now that it is out on her consciousness, she can't help but dwell on the thought.

Haruna looked around her. The studio was as always as it like. Equipment and gears were all over the place. Guitars were on their respective racks and the drums just behind everything else and a lot of wirings on the floor that was neatly placed for them not to trip.