(This is a fan fic based on the "public images" of various Hello!Project artists and is no way, shape or form trying to imply anything about the personal lives of the real people behind the public images.)
An Annoying Paradise Part 25 ("serialized in Shounen Jump")
Kiraki walks to the Jeneral Entertainment building with a spring in his step. Wow. Last night I got to deliver the news to the crap twins that they were fired and today Aika had paid me hush money just because I peeped her shoot. Could things get any better?
Kiraki walks into the lobby and runs into Seiji who slaps him high five.
"I heard what went down last night. I'm sad only because I wasn't the one to throw those two out."
Kiraki nods. "Do you think they're still going to go to our school?"
"I supposedly share a class with them, but they've only shown up three times so far this year. Without JE backing them up I'm sure the school will terminate them, that is, if they ever show up to find out."
"Well, they're not my problem anymore."
"Indeed. Oh, almost time for vocal practice. Got to run!"
Kiraki looks up at the clock. He would have to run as well.
Kiraki takes the stairs so that he wouldn't have to wait for the elevator. Halfway up he almost runs by Hiro.
"Yo, Hiro!"
Hiro looks down, mumbling to himself. He looks awful.
"Hiro, what's wrong?"
Hiro looks up and down the stairs. "Look, promise me you won't tell Seiji or Josephine. I don't want them to worry."
Kiraki nods.
"I think that someone is following me. Several times this week I have felt that someone was looking at me from behind, but when I turned there was no one there, but there seemed to be some evidence that I just missed seeing someone, you know, like a moving tree branch or something."
"Maybe it's the magazine photographers?"
"Yeah, maybe. Maybe they want the scoop on the next big star? This stinks. I hate being followed."
"Do you best, Hiro."
Hiro manages a half hearted smile. "Thanks. Maybe with your help I'll be able to?"
Kiraki blushes and then panics. "Vocal practice!" Kiraki runs off.
Kiraki makes it to his practice room and his instructor is only slightly annoyed at him being late.
"Ready to try again?"
Kiraki nods.
"Okay, let's start with a C-major chord." The instructor plays on the piano and sings. "C E G."
"~C~ ~E~ ~G~!"
The instructor shakes his head. "Kiraki, Kiraki, you need to concentrate."
Kiraki nods.
The instructor goes into a deep think. Finally, he comes out of it. "Kiraki, when is the time you have felt the most focused?"
"Fighting, in martial arts."
"Really?" The instructor gets a sly grin. "Wait here."
Five minutes later the instructor returns with Josephine. "Boss has some ideas for you."
Kiraki nods.
Josephine takes a seat in the cramped practice room. "Kiraki, I would like you to demonstrate for me some of your favorite fighting moves, that is if you can refrain from hitting me with them."
"Okay, one of my favorites is drawing a five sided star in front of me as if I was holding a weapon."
"Okay, do that while he plays a C."
Kiraki does.
"Now, trying singing C while doing this."
"~~C~~, ~C~, ~C~, C."
Josephine smiles. "There we go. Because you were doing the move you were not thinking about the note so the pitch came naturally."
Kiraki's eyes double in size. "Sugoi!"
"What is another move you like?"
"Pummeling fists."
"Okay, give me pummeling fists and singing while he plays E."
"~E~, ~E~, ~E~, E."
"Wonderful!"
Kiraki bushes. "I knew you were going to me my martial arts master someday."
"Don't get you hopes up too high, kid. What else do you like?"
"Well, there's the Russian folk dance kick."
"Great. Do that to G."
"~G~, ~G~, ~G~, G. Hai!"
Josephine gets up. "There you have it Kiraki. You can sing. It's just a matter of distracting your mind enough to allow the notes to come naturally."
Kiraki bows low to Josephine. "Thank you, sensei."
Josephine nodes.
"Would you suggest any moves."
"Well, if you had one for B flat then you could do a dominant seventh. How about this?" Josephine demonstrates a hip check. "It's called the butt of destiny."
Kiraki tries it out. "I think I have it."
"Great, now with B flat."
"~B flat~, ~B flat~, ~B flat~, B flat."
"Superb. Now use those to do dominant sevenths and I think you'll be on your way."
Suddenly a look of worry comes over Kiraki's face. "You're not going to make me dress up in a sailor fuku to learn martial arts, are you?"
Josephine giggles. "No, no, no. No chance of that."
Kiraki breathes a sigh of relief.
"I prefer my martial arts students to wear tutus."
Kiraki face plants.
Later on that evening Kiraki is exhausted in dance practice, but he doesn't mind. Not only had he learned dominant seventh, but he also learned the suspended fourth.
It was indeed a good day for him, but he could still tell that Hiro wasn't himself in dance practice. Oh, well, he'll get over it.
After practice, Seiji walks him to the train station.
"Kiraki, did you notice anything wrong with Hiro?"
"I ..." Kiraki remembers his promise to Hiro. "I don't know."
"Well, it's probably nothing. Maybe he's stressed about tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah, Valentine's day. Maybe he's worried about not receiving enough chocolate?"
Kiraki laughs. "Well, I don't think I'll be getting any."
Seiji smiles warmly. "That can be a good thing. It will let you concentrate on your singing. After all, eventually, you'll want to debut."
Sooner than you think, Seiji. Kiraki smiles.
To Be Continued