Your Song (Sailor Moon; Seiya/Usagi; #17)
Title: Your Song
Author: seikochan
Pairing: Tsukino Usagi (Sailor Moon) x Seiya Kou (Sailor Star Fighter)
Fandom: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon
Theme: #17. kHz (kilohertz)
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Tsukino Usagi, Seiya Kou, and any of the other characters that appear in this drabble do not belong to me, but to the unbelievable Naoko Takeuchi. This is not based off anything that happened in the actual series, no matter how much I like to pretend it does. Neither do I hold any claim over the musicals, or any of the songs that came from them. C'est la vie. Other Kisses for this pairing.
He leads her towards the studio, arm firmly wrapped around her shoulders to keep her from straying off any further. It was rather embarrassing to actually have gotten lost inside the large building - after a few minutes of silent debate, she had approached an unoccupied employee for directions to the recording area, and upon realizing that the young woman possessed no guest pass on her person, the aide had contacted security to escort her out of the building.
Luckily, Seiya had heard the announcement and managed to get to her before any burly men could. Dashing off a quick explanation to the confused aide and a disgruntled pair of security guards, the idol had then steered the stunned blonde towards the recording studios, all the while scolding her for being too distracted by the kissing scene of that soap opera and telling her how grateful she should be that he had rescued her from such a nasty fate.
Which probably wouldn't be much more than a firm push outside the building, but Usagi doesn't bother to correct him. She is far too relieved to be with a familiar face and decides to let him have his moment of glory this time (though she resents that distracted comment - it was the buffet table, not the soap opera).
They reach the recording studio, and Seiya guides her into a cozy room filled with a manner of sophisticated equipment and a few people that seem to know how to operate them. In the middle of the room bends a glass wall, through which she spots Taiki flipping through sheets of music and Yaten adjusting the headphones that sit atop his head.
She waves energetically, albeit a bit reserved, and Yaten spots her first. He grins amusedly and nudges Taiki to look past the glass. The taller boy looks up from the papers and sees her. A relieved smile spreads over his face, and he nods at her in acknowledgment.
Usagi focuses her attention back on Seiya, and she finds him talking to one of the recording people. Her classmate speaks in low tones so she cannot catch what they are saying - instead of trying to figure it out, she turns to the nearest machine instead. A number of dials, switches, number displays and the like meet her eye, and she reaches out a finger to trace over them. The trembling digit does not touch the sensitive equipment, but merely ghosts over the surface, wide blue eyes taking in the various readings with the fascination of a child.
"So you like the sound system?" a cheerful voice pipes up beside her, and she looks up to see the recording person Seiya was talking to earlier with a grin on his face. She spots a red-clad figure out of the corner of her eye, and realizes that Seiya must have gone on inside while she was looking at the equipment.
"It's very interesting, but I have no idea how it all works," she answers truthfully.
The man's grin seems to grow wider, and he starts pointing at various parts of the system excitedly, explaining the purpose of each part. Apparently, the display she had been looking at was one of the frequency meters, which basically monitor the quality of the song based on the kilohertz measurement - the higher, the better. The dials and switches surrounding it are supposed to adjust all sorts of values which she doesn't quite catch: the man is talking too fast and she can't really comprehend what it has to do with rotating discs and cycles per second and -
The sound of electronic keyboards suddenly fills the room, and Usagi jumps in her seat. She swivels frantically to see the Three Lights nodding along in time to the music, swaying as an electronic guitar adds its tune. She doesn't know the song, but something about the music makes her heart soar, and she moves closer, hypnotized by the trio.
"Our hearts that are slowly ripening now seem to overflow," sing Taiki, Yaten and Seiya, their three voices melding powerfully and sending a thrill down the girl's spine. "We're always hiding it from each other, but let's stop that from here on."
"If someone mentions 'love' at all, my heart winces for a moment in time," Taiki croons in his mellow baritone, the brunette placing a hand over his heart.
"Suddenly, dawn pushes open the door, invites a sea breeze so sublime," Yaten's strong tenor chimes in, the boy making a playful motion with his hands.
"See me!" the three sing.
"Feel my heartbeat," Seiya mimics Taiki's earlier movement.
"Hear me!"
"If you send out a signal," the red-clad boy suddenly catches Usagi's gaze with his own.
"Touch me!"
"A new power would rise, filling me," he sings energetically, breaking eye contact to close his eyes from the force of the song.
"I won't overlook it, I won't ever give up, till we reach the dreams we both have! So, very soon, it'll be there - the era just for you and me," the Three Lights chorus, rocking and swaying in perfect unison.
"Not yesterday, nor tomorrow; holding onto this very moment ... Yes! Because sadness is also a part of happiness," they finish, their voices blending perfectly up until the very last note.
The song fades out to wild clapping and whistling from the crew. Usagi vaguely notices the recording person from earlier raving about a great run before registering the wetness on her cheeks. She flushes and wipes away at the tears quickly, amazed that a song would have such impact on her.
The Three Lights bow from behind the glass and head out into the corridor. Someone offers a tray of bottled water, and the trio gratefully take the proffered beverages. Immediately, they are swarmed by numerous crew members and executives, some holding towels, others holding pieces of paper, and a few giving loud comments and suggestions.
Taiki moves over to one of the producers, looking over at the lyrics and throwing around ideas on blending. Yaten accepts one of the towels and sips from the bottle as if it were a champagne glass. Seiya takes the opportunity to snag a bottle and rushes around into the studio, slowing down just a short distance away from Usagi.
The idol flashes her a smile, and if he notices remnants of the wet trails along her cheeks, he does not say a word.
"So? How'd you like it?" he asks, setting the bottle down to shove his hands into his pockets.
"It was okay," Usagi shrugs noncommittally, but the shine in her eyes is more than enough to convince Seiya otherwise.
"Ne, ne, Odango ... I helped write that song, y'know?" he says, his face completely serious.
"Mm?" Usagi hums interestedly, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
"Yep! And I dedicate it to all the odango-haired high school girls out there, pining for their Seiya-sama. Don't you feel honored?" he quips, a mischievous grin breaking out onto his face. With quick reflexes, he ducks her swipe and laughs heartily.
"Haha, no need to get all flustered now! C'mon, let's go snag some snacks from the meal table. I think I saw some cream puffs, but they were running out pretty quickly ..." the dark-haired boy trails off, prompting the girl to shove him out the door quickly, demanding him to take her to the desserts before anyone else had the chance to take them.
On the way, she decides that it's okay even if she doesn't understand the machinery and the equipment involved, what frequency has to do with recording, or any of the technical terms and concepts. It's the message of the song that matters, after all.
Author: seikochan
Pairing: Tsukino Usagi (Sailor Moon) x Seiya Kou (Sailor Star Fighter)
Fandom: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon
Theme: #17. kHz (kilohertz)
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Tsukino Usagi, Seiya Kou, and any of the other characters that appear in this drabble do not belong to me, but to the unbelievable Naoko Takeuchi. This is not based off anything that happened in the actual series, no matter how much I like to pretend it does. Neither do I hold any claim over the musicals, or any of the songs that came from them. C'est la vie. Other Kisses for this pairing.
He leads her towards the studio, arm firmly wrapped around her shoulders to keep her from straying off any further. It was rather embarrassing to actually have gotten lost inside the large building - after a few minutes of silent debate, she had approached an unoccupied employee for directions to the recording area, and upon realizing that the young woman possessed no guest pass on her person, the aide had contacted security to escort her out of the building.
Luckily, Seiya had heard the announcement and managed to get to her before any burly men could. Dashing off a quick explanation to the confused aide and a disgruntled pair of security guards, the idol had then steered the stunned blonde towards the recording studios, all the while scolding her for being too distracted by the kissing scene of that soap opera and telling her how grateful she should be that he had rescued her from such a nasty fate.
Which probably wouldn't be much more than a firm push outside the building, but Usagi doesn't bother to correct him. She is far too relieved to be with a familiar face and decides to let him have his moment of glory this time (though she resents that distracted comment - it was the buffet table, not the soap opera).
They reach the recording studio, and Seiya guides her into a cozy room filled with a manner of sophisticated equipment and a few people that seem to know how to operate them. In the middle of the room bends a glass wall, through which she spots Taiki flipping through sheets of music and Yaten adjusting the headphones that sit atop his head.
She waves energetically, albeit a bit reserved, and Yaten spots her first. He grins amusedly and nudges Taiki to look past the glass. The taller boy looks up from the papers and sees her. A relieved smile spreads over his face, and he nods at her in acknowledgment.
Usagi focuses her attention back on Seiya, and she finds him talking to one of the recording people. Her classmate speaks in low tones so she cannot catch what they are saying - instead of trying to figure it out, she turns to the nearest machine instead. A number of dials, switches, number displays and the like meet her eye, and she reaches out a finger to trace over them. The trembling digit does not touch the sensitive equipment, but merely ghosts over the surface, wide blue eyes taking in the various readings with the fascination of a child.
"So you like the sound system?" a cheerful voice pipes up beside her, and she looks up to see the recording person Seiya was talking to earlier with a grin on his face. She spots a red-clad figure out of the corner of her eye, and realizes that Seiya must have gone on inside while she was looking at the equipment.
"It's very interesting, but I have no idea how it all works," she answers truthfully.
The man's grin seems to grow wider, and he starts pointing at various parts of the system excitedly, explaining the purpose of each part. Apparently, the display she had been looking at was one of the frequency meters, which basically monitor the quality of the song based on the kilohertz measurement - the higher, the better. The dials and switches surrounding it are supposed to adjust all sorts of values which she doesn't quite catch: the man is talking too fast and she can't really comprehend what it has to do with rotating discs and cycles per second and -
The sound of electronic keyboards suddenly fills the room, and Usagi jumps in her seat. She swivels frantically to see the Three Lights nodding along in time to the music, swaying as an electronic guitar adds its tune. She doesn't know the song, but something about the music makes her heart soar, and she moves closer, hypnotized by the trio.
"Our hearts that are slowly ripening now seem to overflow," sing Taiki, Yaten and Seiya, their three voices melding powerfully and sending a thrill down the girl's spine. "We're always hiding it from each other, but let's stop that from here on."
"If someone mentions 'love' at all, my heart winces for a moment in time," Taiki croons in his mellow baritone, the brunette placing a hand over his heart.
"Suddenly, dawn pushes open the door, invites a sea breeze so sublime," Yaten's strong tenor chimes in, the boy making a playful motion with his hands.
"See me!" the three sing.
"Feel my heartbeat," Seiya mimics Taiki's earlier movement.
"Hear me!"
"If you send out a signal," the red-clad boy suddenly catches Usagi's gaze with his own.
"Touch me!"
"A new power would rise, filling me," he sings energetically, breaking eye contact to close his eyes from the force of the song.
"I won't overlook it, I won't ever give up, till we reach the dreams we both have! So, very soon, it'll be there - the era just for you and me," the Three Lights chorus, rocking and swaying in perfect unison.
"Not yesterday, nor tomorrow; holding onto this very moment ... Yes! Because sadness is also a part of happiness," they finish, their voices blending perfectly up until the very last note.
The song fades out to wild clapping and whistling from the crew. Usagi vaguely notices the recording person from earlier raving about a great run before registering the wetness on her cheeks. She flushes and wipes away at the tears quickly, amazed that a song would have such impact on her.
The Three Lights bow from behind the glass and head out into the corridor. Someone offers a tray of bottled water, and the trio gratefully take the proffered beverages. Immediately, they are swarmed by numerous crew members and executives, some holding towels, others holding pieces of paper, and a few giving loud comments and suggestions.
Taiki moves over to one of the producers, looking over at the lyrics and throwing around ideas on blending. Yaten accepts one of the towels and sips from the bottle as if it were a champagne glass. Seiya takes the opportunity to snag a bottle and rushes around into the studio, slowing down just a short distance away from Usagi.
The idol flashes her a smile, and if he notices remnants of the wet trails along her cheeks, he does not say a word.
"So? How'd you like it?" he asks, setting the bottle down to shove his hands into his pockets.
"It was okay," Usagi shrugs noncommittally, but the shine in her eyes is more than enough to convince Seiya otherwise.
"Ne, ne, Odango ... I helped write that song, y'know?" he says, his face completely serious.
"Mm?" Usagi hums interestedly, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
"Yep! And I dedicate it to all the odango-haired high school girls out there, pining for their Seiya-sama. Don't you feel honored?" he quips, a mischievous grin breaking out onto his face. With quick reflexes, he ducks her swipe and laughs heartily.
"Haha, no need to get all flustered now! C'mon, let's go snag some snacks from the meal table. I think I saw some cream puffs, but they were running out pretty quickly ..." the dark-haired boy trails off, prompting the girl to shove him out the door quickly, demanding him to take her to the desserts before anyone else had the chance to take them.
On the way, she decides that it's okay even if she doesn't understand the machinery and the equipment involved, what frequency has to do with recording, or any of the technical terms and concepts. It's the message of the song that matters, after all.