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Realistic or Modern The Daily Lives of Toyko Teens

Mahiro waved goodbye to Haruka and then turned to Haru, "Sure," he said with smile as he wrote down his notebook and tore out the page for her. "See you tonight Haru," he said as he walked out of the classroom soon exiting the school and walking the trek home.


Once home, Mahiro greeted his mother before heading to his room to get ready. After about an hour, he found himself in front of his bathroom mirror dressed in his suit, trying in vain to make his hair look decent. "Whatever then." He muttered with a pout. He was out the door soon enough, arriving to the Dome 30 minutes before six.


Mahiro made his way to front as people entered the large building, after being granted entrance from the list, he wondered around inside. "I should look for my seat." He told himself as he walked through a crowd.
 
Hana went to the parking lot and got on her bike. She was still thinking on wether or not she wanted to go to the concert. She rode her bike all the way home and sat on her bed. "I'm so tired..." Hana started to yawn and fell asleep on her bed.
 
Haru had finally gotten home and was now searching through her closet for some formal attire. She had a Pocky stick in a mouth, which was getting shorter by the second, while she slipped through her clothes. "I don't think I have a dress," she mumbled, reaching the end of her closet. "I have to buy one?" she wondered aloud.


Then she remembered a dress her mother had given to her when she was younger. She quickly reached under her bed and pulled out that very box. It was a dress, Haru recalled, one that her mother made for her before she died. It was too big for Haru when her mother had given it to her, but there was a chance it would fit now.


(Sorry for the late post. :P )
 
After many rehearsals all that was left was for Haruka to get ready. He already had on his suit and styled his hair in a way which made it look more tame yet still recognisable as him. He stared in the mirror for a while placing his forehead and palm on the cool surface. This was it for him.


"What do I say?" He murmured to himself as he furrowed his eyebrows. Would he just play and go or would he stick around and talk?


"Damn" He cursed as he leaned his head back and looked upwards. He took deep breaths before he was fine.


"Haruka, you're on soon" a woman dressed in a black dress told him. He smiled before he gave her a kiss on the cheek and told her to go sit with everyone else. He tapped his fingers on his dresser before calming down.
 
Haru pulled the dress out of the box, its soft material rippling under her fingers. There was a number of dresses, four, by count, but she pulled out the simplest. She wasn't sure if she wore it the right way; she hadn't worn a dress in...a long time. She tied her hair up into a high ponytail--the only other hairstyle she knows how to do.


She finally made it to the concert hall Haruka was performing in, and stated her name to the front desk. Just as he said, they let her in, handing her a ticket. She looked around, wondering if anyone else would show up. Was she too early?


(This happens to be the dress since I'm really lazy to describe it, or think of a dress. xD Google images is a wonderful tool. :P )

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Taro saw haruka the girl enter the concert hall and questioned what she was doing there, he had no clue the boy haruka was playing, he stood in the doorway wearing nice clothes and on the back it said security and around his arm was a band that said security, he looked at haru but said nothing keeping his aggressive stance so no stragglers got in, he watched everyone begin to flood in and was checking tickets as Haru came closer he looked down as she wandered aimlessly into the hall.
 
"Hey Haru!" Mahiro exclaimed when he spotted her in the midst of the crowd, he made his way up to her a bright smile in hand, "I guess I'm not the only one here early, huh." He said as he looked at what she was wearing. Surprised that she was wearing a dress rather than dress pants like she had said early, he smiled.


"You look beautiful Haru by the way," he complemented, "Want to go find our seats?" @macaron
 
(LOL, whaaat? xD )


Haru's ears picked up the sound of a familiar voice. "Mahiro," she said, hoping that sounded like a greeting. She found his compliment really heart-warming, and a smile spread on her face. She was happy that she found such wonderful friends. She hoped that she wouldn't be a blushing mess like she was earlier today; she had looked up some facts, and luckily, there wasn't anything wrong with her. "Thank you. You looked wonderful," she added, knowing that sounded kind of awkward, but then again, when was she not awkward? "That sounds nice; we did some early, after all." (@Tempesta)


Haru turned to find Taro, and tilted her head, wondering if he was also here to watch Haruka play. Then she caught sight of the word security on his clothes. She was impressed, but wasn't too surprised--Taro already appeared strong; such a job won't be hard for him. "Taro," she called, not sure if she was distracting him. "It's a surprise to see you here." (@BlackJack)


(@BlackJack - My character is called 'Haru', and @Cami 's character is called 'Haruka.' :3 You can use those instead of writing "girl Haruka" or "boy Haruka." xD )
 
(LOL, how about you just remembered you had a concert ticket a random person gave you, and you decided at the last minute to attend? :3 You should join us. :P @Sunkissed )
 
(Haha, I'm a loner for life; I can't seem to accept people as friends. 3': But whenever you want to join us, you are free to do so~ :D )
 
Haruka peaked out through the curtains to see Mahiro and Haru. He smiled brightly before looking over the audience. The place was filling up amd quickly at that too. He felt his stomach churn in anxiety. He gulped and gave a small wave to people who spotted him in the audience. He heard the voices of the working crew who were at busy polishing the piano and tidying up the backdrop. All he had to do was just play.


"Are you ready" a voice asked from behind him. He gave a shaky nod before giving a sheepish smile.


"More than I'll ever be".
 

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