Earphones: Ajia no Yoru
“Otsukare!”
“Good job everyone!”
“Hey that’s my towel!” someone shouted at someone for getting his property. I didn’t mind them. A dressing room packed with ten boys just off from a concert, plus the several staff and assistants would really mean chaos. The whole place was noisy. I hurriedly took my wet shirt off and wiped my body with a towel. A flash and a shutter made me look at Yuri, who was grinning as he held his phone cam.
“I’ll get you later, you midget.” I mouthed the words at him.
I continued changing my shirt, leaving my pants the same. I dashed out of the dressing room with one thing on mind. Adrenalin rushed through my body as I turned from one corner to another, pushing my legs harder as I raced against time. My heart was beating so fast that it was racing with my feet.
I need to find her. I could’ve sworn that I saw her, cheering for us. She was smiling the whole time and I couldn’t help but smile each time I noticed. Awkward as it was, I saw her first when I was doing my solo performance of Ajia no Yoru. Kimi wa maboroshi no lady… Right, I just said that to her on stage.
I went to the backstage which, I might add, was large. I scanned the place, looking for those familiar beady-eyes. A minute passed but there was no sign of her. I hunched my back and turned, my head hanging low.
“Looking for someone?” a soft voice spoke.
My mood lit up as I found her grinning a few feet away. She was in a black shirt and blue jeans as she clutched on her shoulder bag.
“Mirai-chan!” I announced, bowing a bit.
She did the same as she called out my name. “Are you looking for someone, Yama-chan?”
“Eh? Ah… Ano…” I mumbled.
“Who?” her lips twitched as her eyebrows furrowed.
“I saw you at the audience earlier so I guess you were still here…” I managed to say without even stuttering.
She grinned even harder and came closer to me. “You did quite a good job. Congratulations.”
My face flushed and I bowed, so she wouldn’t notice. “Thanks.”
Silence.
“Yama-chan, you can raise your head now.” She said as I remained bowing before her.
“Sorry.” We both chuckled.
“So why are you looking for me anyway?”
“Eh? I - I was thinking, since you came… there must be a reason…” Stupid! Really stupid thing to say. Nice going Ryosuke.
“Hmm. Can’t a fan girl watch her idols perform?” she cackled and I could just imagine half of my life listening to that sweet sound.
“Fan girl? You? Right…” I scoffed.
She pouted and once more in my life, I gasped at the expression.
“Well, since you’re here. I was thinking, do you want to, you know…”
“What? We are minors Yama-chan!” she cried out.
“You’re kidding, right?” I checked.
She guffawed. “Yes. Sorry. You were saying?”
“Will you eat dinner with me?”
She thought of it for a while before she agreed. “Sure.”
Yatta! “Let’s go.” I hurriedly said.
“Yama-chan, wait. You aren’t going out in those pants right?” she pointed at my costume.
“Oh, right. Sorry. I’ll just get changed.”
I hurried to the dressing room, changed my pants, packed my things and greeted the others good night. Then I slammed the door closed.
She was standing at a corner and smiled when she saw me.
“Let’s go.”
I took her hand and we walked together. The night was young and we had it all to ourselves.