I see the audiences standing up, giving applause to the orchestra. All of us bow together with the conductor. I smile brightly as I stand among my fellow percussion member.
Oh! By the way, my name is Matsui Rena and I am a percussionist in the Tokyo Philharmonic Orchestra. Today, as usual was a concert night, I smile as I see how my friends are all greeted by their friends and family, secretly I felt a tiny bit of jealous. As I make my way to the exit, a girl that I have never seen before stand before me with a bouquet of flowers. She gave it to me with a cat-like grin and started using sign language to congratulate me. I was surprise, as I have never told anyone other than my orchestra members that I am deaf.
You must be wondering how a deaf person like me is able to play in an orchestra. Well, since I am deaf, all my other senses are more sensitive, so I uses vibration to detect the rhythm and my eyes to focus on my conductor signals. It takes 10 times the work for me compare to a normal person to achieve what I have today but I am glad because now I can tell people that nothing is impossible!
Back to the girl, she introduces herself that she has the same last name as me. Before I know, I am communicating with her almost every day via texts. She never fails to show up at my concert too, apparently she is a lawyer working in a law firm in Tokyo but she was born in US. When I asked her how she knows sign language, she told me it was her hobby to learn different communicating method. Time flies, and one day she finally confessed to me. Of course I gladly accepted her confession as I have felt the same way ever since… I cant even remember.
Today is our second anniversary, it has been two years since she confess to me, I decorate the table and even prepare her favourite food. As I place the plate on the dining table, I heard the bell ring and went to open the door. There she is, as charming as ever, my one and only Matsui Jurina.
After the pleasant dinner, she hand me an envelope and asked me to read it.
‘Jingumae Clinic
Dr Yoshiro Koseki
Appointment time: 12.30pm’
I know this is not a very romantic letter especially to be given on such an important date. But I really wish you would accept this offer and go together with me to this clinic. This doctor has a very high rate of success especially in Hearing Consultation. So please, would you go with me?
-Jurina~-After reading it, I raise my eyebrow, I have been to enough doctors ever since I was a kid but when I look up and I saw how Jurina was puppy-eyeing me, I knew I have already lost the battle. So I agreed to go with her.
After the check up, the doctor starts talking to Jurina, i tried my best to read their lips but they were talking too fast for me to catch up with their conversation. By the end of the conversation, I saw Jurina smile and a look of confusion spread across my face. That night, I brought Jurina over to my parents house and have dinner with them, seems like they love Jurina a lot, and my dad even joke that if I am to married her, I don’t even have to go through the trouble of changing my last name, which makes the both of us blushed like tomatoes. Jurina said something to them after dinner and both of them started crying, I quickly went over to them and quickly stare at Jurina who hands over another letter to me.
‘With great news that patient Matsui Rena’s condition can be overcome simply with a simple procedure. However, there will be some small risk when the surgery is taking place.’I felt tears filling up my eyes and soon my leg feels weak. It was weird, I felt so happy but yet I am crying. Jurina hugs me and stroke my hair. Both my parents look hopefully at both of us. That night when we got back to my place, we kissed passionately and as I started to strip off her clothes, she halted. She hesitated and asked if I am alright with doing it, I blush but nodded anyway. That night was the greatest night as I felt myself blend in together with her as one.
After a few weeks, it was finally the surgery day. My friends from the orchestra gave me flowers and wish me quick recovery. My parents came and talked with the doctor, and finally Jurina show up in her work attire, ‘Gosh, what did I ever do to deserve such an angel in my life?’ I silently thought as I stare at her in suit as charming as ever. Jurina held onto my hand before I was push away to the operation room, assuring me that she will be waiting for me.
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I felt groggy and my eyelids were heavy, and I felt someone pushing my bed and shaking me as if to wake me up. Soon, I began hearing something noisy. Waaaait! I HEARD something?! I widened my eyes and I saw Jurina and my parents were looking at me. I saw Jurina sign to me asking if I can hear anything. I heard her, I heard everything, for the first time in my life, I can identify noises, tears were pouring down my face and I started crying. My parents cried too, while hugging me and I bawl even louder because this is the first time I can hear them.
Like a kid, I need to learn how to read words, and pronounce words. But what surprises me even more was the sound of music, I never knew how loud each and every percussion instrument was. I was happier than ever as I have finally understands the pleasure of sound and music. However, ever since the surgery, the distance between me and Jurina has began to become further and further. She was always busy with her work and rarely comes to pick me up.
Today, I went to the rehearsals as usual and my percussion team mate suddenly pulls me to the hall. Apparently there was a new member when I was being hospitalized, her name is Kashiwagi Yuki, a violinist that has just join us. She is a really beautiful girl, with her raven black hair and fair skin, she definitely gave off a very princess-like aura. Soon we became best friend and often talks about silly stuff, the time I spent with Yuki was more than Jurina now who is always indulge in her work. Before I know, I have step into the circle of love with Yuki and I finally mustered enough of courage and confess my feeling for her. To my
surprise, she accepted me as I have never thought our feeling was mutual.
Jurina invited me to dinner today at a French restaurant, and I knew I have to break up with her before I hurt her even more. ‘Ne.. Jurina, there’s something that I need to tell you..’
Jurina looks at me and she looks down, ‘Have we really come to this stage?’ she asked silently, it seems she knows what I was going to ask. I saw her body shake and tears were rolling down her face. None of us spoke a word during dinner, and when she was driving me home, she told me she will pack all her stuff from my house.
‘Jurina.. I just want you to know that I really really did love you but it’s just recently we have not been seeing each other that much and I start to wonder if we are compatible with one another. I just want to let you know, is that I will always be here for you, as your friend.’
‘I know, and I am gonna miss you so much, Rena.’ Jurina looks down on the ground with her box of stuff in her arm.
‘I heard from my parents that you were the one that pay for my medical fee so I will try my best and pay you as soon as I can.’
‘No, you don’t have to, just take it as a present from me, ok?’
I quietly nodded and went forward and hug her for one last time. She hugs me back and silently whispers to me that she will always love me.
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It has been three months since Jurina and I broke up, my parents were angry at first, saying that I was ungrateful but soon tried to understand my situation. I have only receive one mail from Jurina after all these time and it was a very short mail which I did not reply to, as I have no idea what she meant.
To: M.Rena
From: M.Jurina
Hi Rena,
This is Jurina, can I ask… did you by any chance find something of mine in your house? I kind of lost it and I am desperately trying to look for it. So if you found it, please contact me. Thanks!
-Jurina-To be honest though, my relationship with Yuki wasn’t that great, we often fight over small matters and she always tends to miss most of our dates. Finally one day as I was walking around Shibuya, I saw someone that looks a lot like Yuki and started following her. It was indeed Yuki, and she is meeting with a girl in a café, I silently told myself they are just friend and sat at the table behind them.
‘Yukirin.. why don’t you just break up with that stupid girlfriend of yours?’
‘Well, I want to… but you know she was deaf, and she seems so in love with me, it’s good isn’t it? I get to have someone to pamper over me?’
‘Does that mean I am not pampering you enough??? Come on… promise you will break up with that love toy of yours..’
‘Alright alright, as princess Mayu has commanded, I will break up with her soon enough.’
I felt my heart breaking into pieces, and I felt like taking the cup of coffee and splash it onto Yuki’s face. But I swallowed the pain and decided not to do it. That night, I couldn’t stop crying and before I know, I was trying to call Jurina’s cell phone. It seems Jurina has cut off her phone line as the server mention that the phone number is not in service. The next day, I went to rehearsal as usual and confronted Yuki. She admitted about having another girlfriend and that when she accepted me, it was just due to pity. I slapped her across the face and went straight home. I began taking sick leave to avoid Yuki and start my search for Jurina.
I mailed her a message but the message was sent back as her email address seems to stop working too. It was as if Jurina did not even exist in this world, I had no choice but to finally visit her workplace to ask about her. As I desperately asked the receptionist to let me gain access to meet the boss, a short girl stop me.
Her name was Takahashi Minami.
‘I heard that you are looking for Matsui Jurina?’
‘Yea… do you know her? Do you know where she is now?’
‘Umm… well Jurina asked me not to tell anyone but she is now back in US as she has requested a transfer last month. Let me guess, you must be Matsui Rena. The girl that turns our naughty, playboy-ish puppy into a good pup right?’
I nodded with a blush.
‘Well, I do not know what happen between you both but she fell into depression three months ago and told me that she was homesick. So as her senior, I persuade the CEO to transfer her back to US, and so she did.’
I listen with a heavy heart. The happy puppy that is always cheerful and silly was deeply hurt by me. I thanks Takamina-san and left the office place. I went straight home and began packing my stuff. I knew the only way to find Matsui Jurina is to look for her in US. As I was packing, a book fell out of my clothes. It was a diary, and on it was Jurina’s name. I knew I shouldn’t read a diary that does not belongs to me but I couldn’t hold back and started reading.
In the diary, Jurina describe all sort of events that she encounter ever since she was transfer to Tokyo, how her everyday life was, what type of food she tasted and places that she love most. I finally come to the page where she mentions she met an angel, and soon realize the angel that she mentioned was me. I was her angel. I began to cry like a baby as I could feel her love for me. When I finally reach the last few pages, I was horrified for what I have done. I finally realise the reason why Jurina was always busy after my surgery. It seems she was working a double job, as a lawyer and as a translator in order to pay my medical bill. That night, I felt as if I have died, everything that I have was perfect, not until I crush it with my own hand.
I told my parents that I will go and find Jurina the next day. They smile with a sad smile and say they are glad I finally realise what is important in my life. As I walk towards the departure gate, my dad ran up and gave me a hug and told me to ‘get his favourite daughter in law back!’
I laugh shyly, and waves good bye to them. Just wait, Matsui Jurina! I, Matsui Rena will definitely find you and get you back!
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It has been two months since I arrive in New York, it was so beautiful and I was lucky enough to get a job at a local Mexican restaurant, Chipotle. Today as usual, after my shift, I went and take a stroll in the Central Park, and I saw a lady sitting on the bench almost falling asleep. A guy who was walking suspiciously around her suddenly stop and began pickpocketing her handbag, I quickly shouted and ran towards the lady. The man ran away and the lady woke up with a jerk.
I wonder if this is what they call ‘fate’ or I am just lucky, the lady thanked me and offer me dinner at her house. She was so persistent that I have to accept her offer. I learned that she was from Japan too, but move to US 5 years ago, and her name is Mariko. As I was setting up the table, I heard the door bell ring. I went to the door and to my surprise, Jurina was standing there. We stare at each other for almost two minute.
‘Jurina-chan, you are back, look this young lady here help me today. I was nearly rob if it’s not for her. So I offer her dinner, do you know she is from Japan.’
‘Rena… what are you doing here?’ Jurina was shock.
‘Oh… you both know each other?? Look at how small the world is.. hohoho…’
I blushed slightly and look at Jurina, she has not change, the same hairstyle and the same perfume as usual.
‘Jurina… I… I… have come to… return you this!’ I took the diary out of my back and hand it over to her.
‘Eh?! That’s all? You came all the way from Tokyo to New York just to return me my diary?? Um… Thanks then.’
‘Nooooow…. Can someone please explain why do I feel a weird aura coming from the both of you??? Suspicccioous..’
‘Ehhhh… Mariko-sama go away!!!’ Jurina pushes her trolling ‘aunty’ away but Mariko was imitating some kissing face.
‘Ummm… Mariko.. sama?’ I asked confused.
‘Oooh… you see Mariko here is my aunty, my mum’s sister actually but since she doesn’t want me to call her aunty, she insist that I am only allowed to call her
Mariko, or Mariko-sama’ Jurina giggle as she explain. ‘RIGHT AUNTY?!?!’ she suddenly shouted.
‘JURINA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU BETTER BECAREFUL! I AM THE ONE PREPARING THE DINNER TONIGHT!’ Mariko-san yelled from the kitchen.
‘Well… so let’s cut the chase, why are you really here? Moreover how did you even find me?!’
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‘Jurina… I… I have came to beg you to come back to Tokyo with me and … be… m..my..girlfriend..’
‘Huh? What? But… why should I go back? Japan is just so sad and filled with so much sorrow…’ Jurina looked at the couch as she answered me.
‘I… I am sorry… really really really sorry! Please forgive me! I was wrong and ungrateful but please I really really still…’ I felt as if there was a lump in my throat and I couldn’t speak up, soon I felt tears in my eyes again. ‘…Jurina… I still love you… I really do. So please… will you be my girlfriend again? And please don’t walk away from me anymore…’
There was a moment of silence as I stare at the ground for I did not dare to look at Jurina in the eyes.
All of sudden, Jurina hugs me and I sobs even more.
‘I can’t believe that you are still such a crybaby… Rena, as I have promise, I will and still am in love you, just promise me too, that you will never leave me again,’
Jurina asked with tears starting to build up in her eyes too.
‘I…*hic* promise.. *hic*…’
*Clap clap clap* ‘That was such a marvelous confession!!!!! Jurina chan! I never knew you were such a romantic little kid,’ Mariko-san suddenly came out of nowhere and was crying and hugging us a like mama bear.
‘Ano… Mariko-aunt… can you release your hug now? Rena must be suffocating…’ Jurina cheekily say.
‘WHO DID YOU CALL AUNT!? YOU CHEEKY LITTLE….’
‘Ar…no no no… no bad mouthing when there’s a guest,’ Jurina tease back.
I couldn’t help but giggle at both of them.
‘Well, let’s get to dinner shall we? I have prepare some awesome food today!’ Mariko-san said as she leads us to the table.
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That night, I slept over at Mariko-san’s house in Jurina’s room. Her room was decorated just almost like the one she had in Japan. She then told me, Mariko-sama is a fashion designer and that all the design in her room were all ‘specifically’ hand pick by Mariko-sama just like everything in the house. That night I told her about everything that happen and also confessed that I have read her diary without her permission.
‘Mou… Rena-chan I didn’t know you were so dishonest…’
‘I… I am really sorry…’
‘I missed looking at your shy face so much, Rena-chan…’ Jurina teased me and gave me a kiss on the lips. I blushed so badly and realise how much I have missed
her and her kisses.
‘LOVEBIRDS~~ BREAKFAST IS SERVED AT 9.00 TOMORROW!!!’ Mariko-san yelled from her bedroom.
Jurina then opens up her bedroom door and shouted, ‘WAY TO SPOIL THE MOOD! GO FIND YOUR GIRLFRIEND IF YOU ARE JEALOUS!!!’
‘YOU CHEEKY LITTLE…..!’
‘NO BADMOUTHING!’
I once again laugh at them both.
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The plane finally touch down as I walks toward the arrival gate, I saw my parents both waving at me wildly. After all, it has been five months since I last saw them.
My parents were so happy when they saw Jurina and were hugging Jurina and crying and wishing her ‘welcome back’.
‘Well… don’t you think that’s enough? You guys didn’t even hug me that much, why does Jurina gets more hugs than I did?’ I pretend to pout.
‘Well… looks like our little baby is pouting again, well, it’s ok, we will hug you all you want even when you sleep too…’ my dad joke.
‘Arg.. that’s ok.. I am joking, I am joking.’ And we burst into laughter.
I have promise myself now that I have Jurina by my side again, I will never let her leave again! I will treasure her like the rarest melonpan in the world!
The End
Sorry for not posting after such long infinite months!!
I have this huge crazy exam which finally ended.
So... this is my first wmatsui try.. i hope you guys like it~
I am planning to write another wmatsui of the same version but in the POV of Jurina by using her diary... what do you guys think?? Any comment is highly appreciated!!
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