
"Your baby is still holding my mind, my heart is still controlled by you. It's my last attempt, releasing you with a song lyric."
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Aihara refuses to be driven home by Akihiko, saying she will go somewhere before returning home. Akihiko actually insisted on accompanying her away but again Aihara refused. And now here Aihara was, standing on the sand footing while staring at the wadding waves that were rolling over at her feet.
Beach, the first place he visited with his girlfriend first. The high seas, the gentle winds, the tumbling waves, and the froth were witnesses where a promise bound the lovers.
The promise that contains, someone who is left will remain faithful and wait for him to return. It was a promise that Aihara never took from her mind for a second. A promise that until this moment binds him, becomes the cause of his difficulty to accept the presence of Akihiko.
And now he was there, not to remember his presence but to say sorry that Aihara had overstepped that promise. He was fully willing to make peace with his past. Because he knew Roki Furukawa would never return. The promise would continue to torment him if he continued to act on the rope wrapped around his neck, he would not be able to live if he did not give up the promise. Let him bear a greater sin, if it can make him go back to living his life freely and correcting all that he has done wrong in the same past. Let the departure of Roki be a lesson for him, that Love does not need Obsession or posessiveness, if it is true love then there is no need to prevent him from leaving because true love will not escape.
The wind is getting stronger. Aihara pulled the corner of her lips, smiling slightly at the stretch of sand. "Rockey, I'm sorry. I hope you're not angry if I have a lover other than you right now. That promise, I'm sorry I denied it, but didn't you also run away from me? So what if we forget that promise now?" No more tears, Aihara has fully accepted. "All right, I have to go now. Thank you and see you."
He turned his body and left from there. True, if at this time he no longer shed tears, but believe me his chest still feels so tight.
I don't know maybe his mind is still on Roki until he can listen to sayup sayup someone called him, what is certain is not Roki or his delusion, therefore Aihara spread his gaze until the spotlight stopped on a girl who was smiling when she looked at him. Deva.
"It turns out it's you!" Seta approached him with a crackle containing nothing.
"Dear?"
Seta glanced towards the beach before he returned to Aihara. Clearly Seta knew what Aihara was doing. "Are we talking for a minute? I'm so tired of carrying this weight in my hand, will you accompany me for a cup of coffee?" His request is hopeful.
"I don't think so, I have to go now."
"Come a minute." Seta clasped Aihara's arm asking her not to leave. And it worked, Aihara finally gave her invitation after sighing heavily.
Finally they really sipped a cup of coffee together in a coffee shop not far from the beach.
"Tonight Keki and his Band will be training together. You're not coming?" Still looking for other topics before he headed to the topic he was about to discuss seriously with Aihara.
"No."
Seta nodded his head while tightly grasping the coffee cup in search of warmth. "Aihara, sorry about Hanna. I thought he was your best friend, so I presumptuously told him about your past. Sorry if-"
"Easy! I've forgiven you for that."
She nodded back, "Oh yes, congratulations on officially becoming Akihiko's lover. Previously I thought you guys had been in a relationship since the beginning, it turned out to be just declared yesterday." He chuckled softly, while Aihara just smiled a little.
"Then how can you and Kekai be lovers? You're different schools, right." It seemed that Aihara was already comfortable with the chat.
"Ah that, Eung.. Do you know how Roki got the guitar? He was a food courier for a while, and I occasionally worked with him until one day Kekai became a customer and I delivered his food. Every day she orders food online, and I'm her courier. That's where we know each other, and yeah we like each other." He chuckles in embarrassment at the end of the story, not paying attention to Aihara's reaction in front of him.
The girl stared blankly at Seta, "Rockey being a food courier?"
"Yeah for a while, until he can buy a guitar. After that he stopped working and focused on our band."
Wait, Seta raised his gaze then found Aihara down while smiling blandly. The reflex he closed his eyes tightly, he had already wrongly picked up the topic of conversation!
"Ah yes, Aihara. What are you doing here?"
"Just walk around." Aihara stopped looking down, she grabbed her coffee cup and then she sipped the contents.
"I see," His two fingers were grumbling against each other, Seta was confused to continue their conversation. "I know, Akihiko and Roki they're both the band's chairman and the guitarist's part too"
"What do you mean?"
Seta sighed softly, "I mean, you already have Akihiko. I believe, you must love Akihiko as herself and not as someone else."
Aihara's grasp tightened on her coffee cup, her chest had rumbled violently holding back the anger. Seta's words seemed to touch him completely, from the beginning Aihara did see Akihiko as if he was Roki but he had just released Roki and started accepting Akihiko. He was just about to change his gaze, then why should he be reminded again?!
Aihara roused her body, "You don't know anything, don't comment on anything you don't know the truth. It's almost night, I'm gone." He had risen from his seat prepared to leave before Seta, but again the girl held him back.
"Just a second! Come visit our school once, Karoi has cleared your name"
No matter, Aihara ignored him. He really rushed to the car.
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If only I could throw everything away..
Will living with a smile be easier?
Aihara walked slowly with one hand down the fence. Seta's words were very imprecise and he admitted that all this time he had not really loved Akihiko, but made it as an outlet. Roki, why is it so hard to let go of you, that Aihara had unknowingly hurt Akihiko several times.
Hey, if I could just forget everything..
Would life without tears be easier?
No, crying hurts too much. Holding back the cry every time he remembered it, also severely tortured him. But now and then Aihara is trying to endure the pain in order to keep the one heart that has now been entrusted to her.
Aihara's steps stopped in a park where there was a small bench, he approached the bench and then settled himself there. He opened his guitar bag and put it next to him, then he opened the school bag and took out a pen and paper inside.
A beach breeze still Aihara remembered how it stroked his cheek, whispering a story that had worn out at some time but never melted from the girl's mind. The inquirer began to dance on the paper, the dark ink successfully staining the white. The verse temple that represents the heart, is listed neatly there. Makes a tight even for a moment.
You, let the memories with you imprint on a piece of writing or maybe some kind of song sung? Let the rhythm of music that sends this love away from its nest, let our love story end with the roar of your last breath.
Mou ii yo's...
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