GOING HOME...

Hi guys, my English is not good really, hope you can understand my fanfiction.

Has finished one day-long work, NANA returns to the residence exhaustedly. Open the door; she sees that is only a soundless and dark room. There is no warm lighting, no cake and food, and no blessing. In her 21st birthday night, only loneliness and solitude accompanies her. Closes the door, has isolated the corridor bright, places herself in the dark, and sees the lights of outside the window. She walks to the window, looks at the noisy and brilliant city under the night sky. She feels the boundless lonely only. Now her friend and lover who is the most intimate all have more precious things than her.

“NANA, I am so sorry! I cannot go to celebrate your birthday. Takumi is very sad. I do not know what happened, but I can not leave him alone now.” Hachi

We have the same name- NANA. I once thought that she likes another me in this world, but now I understand she is not another me always no matter how we close. She has other life, friends and more important person than me.

I am scared loneliness, afraid of being left. This fear stab whole body. Therefore I even more aspire for succeeding. I would like to stand on stage, so that everyone can see me and remember me.

Ren, I join the band for follow you. Then we gave up our love ever in order to achieve respective dream. Now I do not want to look at your back again, I will stand with you on the stage. Wait for me, not be too long, I promise…

“Ling~~~~~~~~~” the sharp phone ring across the quiet.
“Hi, NANA speaking.”
“NANA…Ren, he…”
“Hachi? What’s going on? Don’t cry, tell me!”
“Ren, he had the traffic accident, now he is escorted to the XXX hospital.”
The phone falls down from my hand, in brain a blank…
“NANA? Are you ok? You come quickly! NANA?!”
I dash out the residence and rush to the hospital…

At the end of the corridor in the hospital, Hachi sob in the corner. She sees me, but has not spoken anything. She shakes her head lightly, lifts the hand and point to a opposite room.
I gently open the door, move step slowly to the bedside and lift the white sheet that is covering on his face. He lies down in there, just like a sleeping child. My line of sight blurred instantaneously. I carry him in my arms and stroke his face, the ice-cold tactility tear my heart and that tell me him departing.
“My mother had abandoned me when I was a little girl. I still do not know why and also do not want to know… ”
“I do not have the hometown to go back, but, hope one day… you and me can return to the warehouse street of that harbo…r”
“But why you abandon me also? … Abandon me… absolutely…Why?”
“You were not had said, certainly bring me with you when you died… I do not want to drop out by you… ”

A week later, Ren is cremated. I brought the bone ash to get our home.
“If you have not left for a better development three years ago…”
“If I abandoned my stubborn and leave with you at that time...”
“If we discover the more important and precious thing than dream earlier…”
“Whether you would not leave me?!”
“Maybe we already had a warm home and ordinary life…”
“Maybe we already returned to the warehouse of that harbor… why we like this?”
Look his photo, I ask and suppose foretime unceasingly. Nobody replies, also nobody can reply.

Two month later, BLAST and TRAPNEST have held the vocal concert for mourning Ren’s departing in Tokyo.
“Ren! Ren! Ren! Ren! Ren~~~~~~~” over ten thousand fans battle cry.
Can you hear that, Ren? Can you see me? I am NANA!
“I stand in here sing for you, only for you! Can you hear me, Ren… my lover…”
The concert has ended in the sob sound. We support by the arm mutually to walk up to the backstage, the sadness difficult to suppress. In the midst of chaos I wear the Ren’s hat and scarf, hold a corner knapsack in the bosom and go out the fire escape.
“Goodbye, my friends, my whole fans, and, my stage…”
“Ren, I take you to home, to return our original place, that warehouse of the harbor…”