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Subject: .Key.2.♥. Fri Feb 06, 2009 4:14 pm

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

My name's Kotone. It means harp sound, giving me the nickname 'Angel.' Angels, harps, they go together like sushi and rice, peanut butter and jelly, black and white, and all that jazz.

So anyway, harps make beautiful noise, right? Well I'm a singer, and that's exactly what I do. I make beautiful noise.

So here's my dilemma:

I'm trapped outside of my dressing room wearing nothing but a fluffy blue robe and matching slippers, waiting for that blockhead of a manager I have to show up with the spare key. Problem here? I go on in thirty minutes! Cutting it close much? I still needed to change clothes, get my hair and nails done, and finish my makeup. So not likely!

God, it's hard being famous. Every little thing stresses you out and you start to get these yucky little wrinkles under your eyes called bags, and you have to put iced cucumbers on them so the swelling goes down. Totally gross. And I don't even like cucumbers!

Anyway, that's not the point. The point is that I'm on in half an hour and I'm completely naked besides this tiny little robe, which by the way hardly covers much anyway. Wouldn't you be pissed too? I think so.

I impatiently stand outside of my dressing room, irritated by the fact that the staff had somehow managed to lose the key for the third time this week. I mean, c'mon? How hard is it to keep a key for Christs' sake? We really needed new workers around here.

After what seems like hours I finally hear footsteps coming toward me from behind, and I smile wickedly to myself. Finally someone I can totally chew out.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?" I snap, turning swiftly on my heel to face whoever it was that was standing behind me. "I go on in-" I suddenly stop mid-sentence and my jaw drops as I stand dumbfounded. Who was this guy? He wasn't my manager! Why was he backstage? Well whatever his reasonings were, they better be damn good because I am so not in the mood right now.

I give the stranger a dirty look and put my hands on my hips, my eyebrows raised impatiently as I waited for an explanation.

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Fri Feb 13, 2009 1:35 pm

"Geez lady- no need to shout." he said brushing past her with a set of keys. He slid one into the door and unlocked it. "Martie wont be here tonight." he said simply.

Martie- her mannager.

"Put your dress on and tie your hair back- youve got 10 minutes."

He had long black hair pinned at the base of his neck and light gray eyes. His skin was a lovely ivory and his fingers were long and bonie- like a piano player or painter. He wore a red, short sleved, button up shirt and black slacks with boots- though he didnt tuck his pants in- thaknfully.

He pushed the door open for her and handded her a steaming styrafoam cup. "Late- extra cream how you like it." he said simply.

He had a tattoo on the back of his hand reaching up to his elbow of a snake wrapping its body around a black and withering rose, red blood hilighting the green snake where the thorns pirced its scales. All in all very tastfully done for such a grotest tat.

"Throw on some blush and eye powder- the seats are far enough away form the stage noone will notice."

He looked at his watch. "9 Minutes."

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Wed Feb 18, 2009 4:45 am

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

You have got to be kidding me. Who the hell did this guy think he was anyway, talking to me like that?? Didn't he know who I was?? And what did he mean Martie wouldn't be here tonight?? Where else would he be? He hadn't informed me he would be absent, and I couldn't bring myself to imagine anything more important than my show tonight. Lousy, good for nothing...

I took the cup from his hands and took in the steamy scent of coffee, never taking me eyes off of the man as he spoke to me-and so boldly too. His dauntless attitude toward me only furthered to bring my blood to boil. My gaze immediately caught sight of the repulsive tattoo snaking its way up his arm, and I didn't bother hiding my expression of disgust as he gazed at me impatiently.

"9 minutes."

I scoffed in disbelief. "Just who the hell are you, anyway?" I snapped, placing a hand on my hip expectingly. How was I supposed to change with him standing in my doorway?? He was only succeeding to waste more and more of my precious time, and I was utterly beyond irritated.

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Wed Feb 18, 2009 2:39 pm

"Martie was in a car crash on the way here." he stated and scoffed at her attitude. "Im his son- so the sooner you finish you damn show the sooner I can see him in the hospital." he helpd up her dry cleaning and hung it on the door. "So get a move on." he nearly snapped at her, walking off withhis long hair floating behind him in his wake.

The smell of stale calogne lingered- her mannagers son appparently haveing been bussy from the early morning for it to have smelt like that. It wasnt unpleasent- but the way he walked and spoke so snippily with her made it clear he had more important things on his mind.

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Tue Mar 03, 2009 3:26 am

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

What a rude little prick. Who was he to talk to me that way. Didn't he know who I was?? I was Angel, only the biggest craze since-

"Wait a second...come again?" I blurted out in response to his words. I couldn't believe my ears, and I figured I must have heard him wrong. Martie in a car crash? That's absurd.

"What did you just say?" I repeated again, though this time my voice was laced with worry and fear. What if I had heard right and...

Oh my God.

"Is he okay?? What happened?? You better tell me right now or I'll..." I trailed off, unable to find the words I wanted to say. I could feel my skin begin to burn, my eyes begin to sting and my throat and chest begin to tighten as I fought the tears that threatened to make their way down my cheeks.

"I can't perform...not with this and-" I stopped mid-sentence again, bringing my hands up to hide the horror on my face.

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Tue Mar 03, 2009 12:05 pm

He turned to face her already half way down the short hall. "Just get dressed. Hell be fine- but youll piss off your fans if you dont go out- theyre waiting as it is." he looked at his watch. "Sning three short songs, ill come out and cut the show short- Ill take the heat for you. Ill even drive you to the ER with me to see him." he promiced.

He looked back up at her and frowned. "your on in 5." he added.

What a heartless prick. How could he not care how she felt?

Easily. His father was in a crash on the way to HER show. martie loved her voice more than his own wife's, and that didnt fly well with him to begin with. As far as he was concirned, if martie died it was her fault. and he wouldnt be gental in telling her so.

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Tue Mar 10, 2009 12:33 am

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

"I-uh-" I stuttered, unable to find the right words. He was right, I couldn't just cancel on my fans. It would cause a riot. I fought back the tears and simply nodded, forcing myself into my room to get ready for the show.

--After the show

I hurried to change out of my costume and removed the fake feathered wings from my back, hopping around my room as I slipped on some jeans and searched for my shoes. I threw my hair up in a bun and removed all of my jewlery, then snatched my purse from the table in my dressing room and rushed outside.

"Uhm, I'm ready," I spoke up, my voice trembling as I took a step closer to the man. So this was Martie's son? I never caught his name...

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Tue Mar 10, 2009 1:26 pm

"Come on then." he said,a set of keys already in his hands. he had kept his word and cut the show short- getting booed and called other obsenities. none of which seemed to really phase him much.

He lead her out to a red cobra and opened the door for her before walking around to the drivers side. he got in and started the engin, barly sparing her a second glance to make sure she was in before pulling out. "Im suprised you havnt asked my name." he comented. "Im pretty sure my father hasnt told you about me." he said as he put on his signel, cutting off a pick-up truck to get out of the ampitheater and beat the crowd.

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Tue Apr 28, 2009 10:04 pm

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

"Well," I began, but my throat mercilessly grabbed a hold of the words that wanted to escape and refused to let go. Instead I simply shook my head in response. No, he had never mentioned havinga son to me, and seeing someone who resembled him so much almost made me uncomfortable.

They shared the same piercing eyes, though Martie's were usualy sparkling with amusement. He always poked fun at every situation he was in, even when the situation called for all seriousness. The eyes that belonged to the man sitting next to me, however, were far from merry. They were cold, distant, and angry even. I gazed over at him for a moment, taking in his features before turning away so I wouldn't have to make eye contact with him.

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Tue Apr 28, 2009 10:54 pm

He drove silently for a few miles before pushing on the radio. the dash lit up and the speakers began to let out a low note, soon after accompanited by metholical tapps and charms.

Simple Piano music. It was almost breezy as the notes rang clearly from the speakers. If you haddnt known better yo would think a grand piano was in the back seat.

He glanced in the rear view mirror and swapped lanes, his tingers lightly drumbing on the steering wheel in time with the musical score dancing around their ears.

"I know you prefer harp music but all I have is piano." he said after a long silence between the two- only the ivory petals to ease the tension.

His eyes constantly looked around as he drove, slowing to get off on their ramp. The hospital was only a few miles away.

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Wed Apr 29, 2009 2:41 pm

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

I felt my entire body relax at the melodic sounds coming from the speakers behind me, and I closed my eyes as I laid my head back against the seat. It was nothing like the almost angelic music of a harp, but the piano had a certain mystery to it--its notes alluring and almost haunting at times. I soon found myself lost in the music, only to be sent hurling back into reality at the sound of a voice beside me.

"Oh no," I replied with a small smile, though I couldn't hide the startled expression on my face as I gazed over at him. He had caught me off guard. "Piano is beautiful on its own."

I turned my attentions back toward the road, noting my surroundings before watching as we exited on the off ramp toward the hospital. We would be there in a matter of minutes.

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Thu Apr 30, 2009 11:57 am

"You like the score then?" he asked, sounding almost amused as he drove.

the music was momentarily inturpted by a off beat metranome of his turn signel. "Its called 'A waking dream'." he said. "I composed it about a year ago now."

"You should be happy." he leaned forward tosee past her and made the turn. "My father had yet to pick up the will call tickets I leave for him. He woudl always rather be at your concerts." He informed her, looking left and qwuickly turning right- into the hospital parking building.

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Sun May 10, 2009 7:50 pm

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

"You composed this?"

I immediately chided myself as soon as the words had come out of my mouth. I hadn't meant to sound as if I didn't believe him, like I doubted his abilities. I just found myself in awe at the fact that the fictitious man in my head whom I imagined as the creator of this masterpiece was rather different than the young man sitting next to me. I never would have guessed in a million years.

"I mean, it's amazing. Beautiful, really. I don't see why your father wouldn't make an effort to attend one of your concerts. Maybe when he gets out of the hospital," I paused for a moment, praying that his injuries weren't serious and that he would be back on his feet and as lively as he usually was in no time.

"Maybe...maybe he can drag me along with him next time another performance comes along."

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Sun May 10, 2009 8:20 pm

He looked over at her. "He doesnt like the Piano." he said. "He thinks its an instument only lesser able musicians play- or stick with." he said. "He wanted me to play guitar or something lead- more bold. But Ill be sure to leave two tickets next time." he said, holding the door for her.

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Wed Jul 15, 2009 2:54 pm

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

"Lesser talent?" I gazed at him with mild shock. "As an artist myself I know many musicians-though I must say your talents exceed the majority of them."

I smiled and nodded in thanks as he opened the door for me, and I carefully stepped out of the car. "You're very lucky, you know," I spoke up again, turning around to face him with another, more wistful smile. "I've always wanted to learn how to play the piano. The harp is beautiful, there's no doubt about that, but there is a certain type of beauty that is found in the sound a piano makes--a different type of beauty."

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:41 pm

He chukled. "Ill make sure to scheule a lesson." he said leading the way into the ER. he fell silent once they passed the entrance doors- hating hospitals something horrible.

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Wed Jul 15, 2009 6:43 pm

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

The hospital was cold and bright, and I blinked the purple spots I was seeing away as my eyes attempted to adjust to the new lighting and turned toward him. "Do you know what floor he's on?" I asked, biting my lip nervously. I hoped everything was okay. I had blown it big time during my concert because I couldn't stop worrying about him.

That didn't matter to me, though. I could deal with bad press, unhappy fans...I couldn't deal with Martie getting hurt though. Not when he was on his way to come see me perform.

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:24 am

"Last i heard he is in the ICU." he stated, looking around before headded to the elevator. "The other driver died on impact- head on." he explained with a frown. "I wouldnt be suprised if he died in here tonight honestly.."

He spoke to stoicly- as though he were upset and refused to show it. Perhaps he was just angry with his father- or maybe he was upset with her. Afterall it had been her concert he was driving to, not his.

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Mon Aug 10, 2009 2:09 pm

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

"How could you say that?" I snapped, though I immediately regretted the action. As upset as I was, Martie was HIS father--I could only imagine just how badly he was hurting beneath the act he put on.

"I'm sorry, that was unneccesary. I know you must be worried sick about your father..." I apologized, bowing my head in respect. "But thinking that way...we should hope for the best, not expect the worst. You know?"

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Mon Aug 10, 2009 2:53 pm

"Hes your mannager. if he dies, youll get another and eventualy get over it. Hes my father." he looked to her. "And with as much as my life as hes missed i cant honestly say i would miss him more than you... So for that reason, I hope for the best." he checked his phone. "But have learned to always exspect the worst..." he sighed. "Ill meet you in his room... My mother has just arrived."

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Tue Aug 11, 2009 4:57 am

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

I looked away, ashamed of myself. "I-Yes, I'll meet you there," I managed to spit out before turning on my heel and walking further down the hall--away from where he stood in await to greet his mother. Halfway down the hall I remembered I had forgotten to ask where exactly his room was, but I was reluctant to turn back and face him once again.

"He did say he was in ICU," I mumbled to myself under my breath. "So I'm at least going the right way. I'll just ask someone at the desk once I get to the right floor."

I let out a long sigh and headed toward the elevator, adjusting my sunglasses and huddling further into my coat. Wearing such disguises whenever I stepped outside into the real world was frustrating from time to time, but it was necessary for her own safety. I had no body guards with me--I hated being followed when going out. But after what happened last year...I didn't want to take any more chances.

As the doors opened I stepped in to find myself face to face with a small girl. She was standing alone within the elevator, which was odd. Such a young child should not be by herself in such a large place.

"Where is your mother, sweetheart?" I asked, offering a friendly smile her way so I wouldn't scare her. "Are you lost?"

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Tue Aug 11, 2009 5:02 am

"Upstairs." the little girl replied, holding in her hands some spare change and a crinkled up dollar, as well as a small vase with a singel rose in it.

The pianist turned around greeting a tall woman who came hurring in. His greeting in return was a slap across the face and a harsh shouting at. A thousand more 'I told you So's later and he sigh, the woman apparently having calmed for the most part. "Come on mom." he said taking her arm. "I'm sure dad misses you too..."

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Tue Aug 11, 2009 5:17 am

Love's a beautiful thing...until it comes to an end.

"Ah," I nodded in response, smiling at the vase she was holding tightly to her chest. The rose it contained looked freshly cut, its petals a deep ruby red, and thorns still adorned its long stem. "Well I'm going up there as well. I'll walk you."

The doors to the elevator opened once more and we carefully stepped out onto our intended floor--ICU. "Let me just ask the woman at the front desk one question and we'll be off, okay?" I smiled once more before making my way over to the counter. Charlie's room shouldn't be too far from here...

Your guardian Angel

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Tue Aug 11, 2009 5:58 pm

The girl followed her quietly, carring the rose around like a doll rather than a flower. She seemed rather meek and shy, her pigtails curling behind her.

The nurse looked up and blinked. "Yes, can I help you?" she asked blinking. She dropped her pen. "Y-your!! Ann!" she called for another nurse, apparently recognizing the star.

Subject: Re: .Key.2.♥. Wed Oct 06, 2010 9:52 am

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