1/?
Pairing:OC x Tsuyoshi Domoto
Rating: PG 13 for some cusing
Theme: SO Im working off of a dream I had...
If people like this Ill continue 
Angsty, kind of, later on,and tsuyoshi doesnt come in for awhile
Word count :1,616
Is that short or medium?? Enjoy
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The waves crashing against the beach. The only thing that has ever calmed me down in the crap of a life I have. The music and the waves, together nothing could make me angry. When my mom brought home another guy when my dad died, when I failed another test even though I'd studied harder than anyone , when my teacher told me he'd raise my grade if I did him a favor, I would run there. The only place where noone could ever touch me. My haven when I can be myself and sing out as loud as I want and noone would ever tell me to stop. Play my guitar untill my fingers were numb in the winter and untill the sun set in the summer.
Miss me , leave me, You dont know me
Strength to find me, lest you mind me
Forget me , I see you'll leave me too
Just another one for your collection
MY trust , you never had.
"Shit!" I yelled out pressing my legs on , even though they were throbbing.
" One more lap rookie!" yelled the track coach " You cant expect to get anywhere running that slow!"
He shook his head and focused on the other runners.Finally I slowed and collapsed in the middle of the feild staring up at the sky.
" Whatever, I dont care." I closed my eyes. I cant do anything any ways, I suck at everything, and Im gonna be a nobody. I know , Ill probobly end up working at a fast food place . I don't care, I give.
" Anya!"
" eh?" I opened my eyes, shrunching them in the bright sunlight to see Hiro, my best friend running over from the other side of the track field.I sat up pulling my knees to my chest pouting slightly at the lecture I was about to recieve.
" What are you doing!? Get up , you gotta stop being so lazy all the time! " He yelled at me pointing a finger in my face and pressing it to my nose. I looked up at him, ready to give him the nastiest glare ever, but then just ended up staring into his light brown eyes followed by a sweet , wicked , smile.
" What am I that handsome?" he said standing with a triumphant pose and a concieted smile.
" No way!" I said pushing myself up and turning my back to him " BAAAkA!" I yelled back to him over my shoulder before walking back to the changing room.
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" Matte, Anya." he said as I was walking out of the classroom. I turned to see my horrible Lecherous teacher Mikaye sensei staring at me with those eyes again. I looked down to the floor a look of disgust on my face.
" What?" I grumbled under my breath. He stood up and walked up to me softly picking up a strand of my hair and leaning towards my ear. I shrinked away. He laughed.
" No need to be shy Anya-chan." he smiled using the pet name he knew my father used to call me ." Itll be ok, I wont hurt you."
Ack, disgusting, lecherous man! Just leave me alone!! Stop this, I dont want this! Dont touch me!
Before I knew it , the tears were falling as he place his disguting grimy hand on me and it started all over again.
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The tears wouldnt stop falling , no matter how fast I ran, No matter how much I tried, the tears fell down my face like a river. I opened the door and was about to take my shoes off when I hear a soft giggle.
" Oh stop it Narumi!" said my mom in a tone that just made my stomach rench more.Before I could hear anymore I slipped my shoes back on and grabbed my guitar from the spot beside the hallway where I always keep it, right by the door. I threw the strap over my shoulder and slammed the door behind me taking off again.
I felt like I was going to throw up. Is that all people think about in this world? Sex ? Feeling pleasure within themselfs for one moment to make them feel like theyre not alone!?! It doesnt do anything for me! Im like a doll, I still feel lonely, Im still hurt! Its disgusting , I passed faces of couples in love , and Familys who need each other. In the busy streets of tokyo I can run and run and Im just a moment , a thing, and someone thats not needed.
I pass the Hostels and the Bars and Strip clubs. Its disgusting what this society is built on.
I hate it!
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I opened the case , and took out the guitar and turned to watch the waves splashing softly on the shore. Calm ,beautiful, and pure under the orange sunset.
I plucked at a string and began to play , closing my eyes. I dont know why, but I started to sing a song my Dad wrote for my mom when he was alive.
No matter the time , No matter the place
Just call out to me, Just call out my name
Crossing miles and the seas
Theres so much we can be
Just put your trust in me
Listen to the Melody
Singin' La La, LA LA LA
Sing it La la la la la la
Undeciphered words
with all of our hearts
potential to be
But we havent even started singin;
La la la la love
singin' la la la la love
I pulled the guitar to my chest and cried . Remembering the gentle Father I had, the smile mom used to have. The school where teachers actually cared about me as a person, not as an object. Suddenly I heard a cough
My breath hitched. No..someone's here. In my spot,I jumped up and turned around to see..
The most beautiful man I had ever seen.
His slightly chubby cheeks , round dark eyes, shy smile forming on his lips, pitch black hair, round glasses.
He was wearing a small jacket for this time of the year, fit jeans, and a grey t- shirt with the word " Rock" written on it.
" Ano..." He started looking down at the ground " I didnt mean to listen, uh.. just happened " he giggled slightly and looked up at me with a serious expression " But.. did you write that?"
I shouldnt talk to him.. Hes probobly some creep.. But..
" ..N..No....my..Dad wrote it..." I said softly looking down at the guitar.
" Ah ..sou ka?" he said leaning against the railing beside him. He then looked like he was consentraing on something..contemplating. I didnt feel akward though.. this silence...
" And the others?" he said softly turning up to me again.
" Eh?... Others?" I said tilting my head slightly.
" Um... Ive always been coming here sing I was a kid, and one day I happened to be here when you came. Ive heard alot of your stuff.." He looked up to see me, I probobly had a look of angry , shock , betrayal, or a mix of all three because he quickly added " Im sorry, I know I shouldnt have listened , but the music was so sad.. and so beautiful" he said lowering his head and biting his bottom lip nervously.
I sighed seeing this guy like this. I cant be mad. He was really sorry. Not just saying sorry to make me feel better.
"its.. okay... its just ... its kind of like a singing diary, thats never recorded. Sort of just getting pent up things out and singing helps me feel better " I said turning back to look at the waves. " The waves and the music are the only thing that calm me down." I smiled a little as I walked down to put my guitar in the case. I slung the strap over my shoulder. I turned back to see him staring at the waves with a really peaceful smile.
" Well Im gonna go home now." I said bowing slightly and walking towards the path behind him.
" Eh?" he said. " Matte"
I stopped in front of him a inquiring look on my face.
" Do you think I could come again? To hear your music..." he shifted a little eyes swimming aroudn again, not looking me in the face."instead of just confiding with the waves , you can confide in a person as well." He said ,his voice showing his nervousness..
I smiled.
" I guess, its nothing really though."
" No , its amazing!"
" Thanks." I said blushing slightly " Oh Im Anya by the way.. and you?"
" Um..Tsuyoshi.. Tsuyoshi Domoto" he said quietly looking slightly nervous as if he was expecting something .
" Ah , nice to meet you" I said bowing slightly. His face went from nervous to a small semi smile.
"ah, same, Well um, see you again then?" he said his round eyes lit perfectly by the setting sun behind me.
" Mm.. Sure, See you again."
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I walked past him down the street. I thought about the name.. I didnt realize it till I got home .
Domoto Tsuyoshi.. THE Domoto Tsuyoshi.
I really am an Idiot! What have I gotten myself into??
