Truth [Drabble]

[h_itoshi]

....And some anti-an-cafe ^^


Title: Truth
Author: h_itoshi
Fandom: LM.C, An Café
Pairing: None
Rating:
Status: Oneshot
Warnings: My thoughts on updated An Café
Disclaimer: If I owned them Antikku would still do their Kagerou-wannabe music.
Summary: My wishes. Wrote this while hearing “My heart leaps for C.” And I didn’t like it.
Notes: Yeah. I really wish this could happen. Doesn’t have to be Maya, just someone please DO IT!!

Great. Kanon had gotten stuck with the music this afternoon, and that resulted in a depressed bassist. And need for manga and a little vodka to cheer him up. And hey, why not buy some cream bread at the same time? Since neither Teruki nor Yuuki wanted to go, and Takuya was nowhere to be found, it was Miku who got to go. Just because he wanted to get finished with this new album as soon as possible! He thought about what kind of text he should write for this song… It was kinda pop-ish, but still not… Unanswered love? Nah, to boring. Friendship? Probably… He looked through the different manga series to find one that he knew Kanon was actually reading, wanting to go fetch some cream bread.
“Hey!”
Miku jumped as someone laid a hand on his shoulder and he quickly turned around.
“You’re Miku right?” The blonde stranger asked, loud enough for some others in the small shop to hear it. Miku looked at him suspiciously. Thick, long, blonde hair. And tall as hell. The stranger slowly removed his sunglasses, and stared down at Miku with chocolate orbs, tapping his own chin with a lollipop.
“I’m Maya.” He said simply. “From LM.C, if you’ve heard about it.”
Heh, no way? Who in Japan could possibly have MISSED LM.C’s existence? Miku raised an eyebrow at him. “Yes?”
“I thought I should maybe give you a good advice for your beloved Antikku?” Maya smiled joylessly with full lips.
“...What?”
“I guess I should tell my sources first? I’ve got a very nice, but crazy friend, who knows the blackhaired-slowly-turning-blondie of you guys.” Maya said simply, and Miku quickly got the connection Kanon, Miyavi, Maya in his head. “Do I remember it right if I think you’ve said not too long ago that you want to become a unique band?”
“Uh… Yeah, I’ve said that.” Miku said, a little confused.
“You meant it?” Maya raised an eyebrow.
“Of course!” Miku snapped, feeling offended.
“OK, then listen carefully to this;” Maya said, raising a finger to look like a teacher. “Stop being a media-whore to fit in the mainstream and start to make good music again instead.”
“… Excuse me, what?!” Miku stared at him in pure horror. What the fuck was he saying?!
“If you do that you can be a unique band. Right now you’re just an overly bleached-blonde Barbie-doll with meaningless texts. If you want to be remembered you have to be… unique. And you guys are NOT. So write texts about something else than how in love you are or how good friends you have. There are other emotions in a human body y’know. So please stop being such a bimbo!” Maya patted his shoulder once at put his sunglasses back on as he smiled. “Thank you for listening.”
Then he was suddenly gone.
Miku stared at the door where he’d disappeared. Overly bleached-blonde Barbie-doll with meaningless texts?!

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C&C?

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[h-itoshi.livejournal.com]

everyone seems to like this one x'D I write the best when I'm pissed off it seems >_>

..... keep listen to SuG and such and DO NOT listen to an cafe -_____-'