A FY fanfic
Author: Hfan
Note: This is a fanfic…on Hotohori’s future…a person
lost between his past and present. R/r please!!!!
Disclaimer: Remember that FY
doesn’t belong to me!!!! They are Watase Yuu’s and hers only!!!!! I’m only just
borrowing them for Fun and Laughter, Peace and Joy! ^^
“…Miaka…!!?”
Andy
woke up with a start. He looked at his surroundings and gave a sign.
“Not again…it’s the same dream again…WHO IS
THAT GIRL and why I always dream of her?”
Trying to dismiss
that question which was ringing in his mind, he stretched his arms and got out
of bed. He walked towards the balcony. Looking out from his 5-room apartment,
(Hfan: aw…come on! ^^ He’s a hot star in China!!) Rays of sunlight greeted him as the morning
breeze blew strands of long, black, silky hair from his face, making him felt
more refreshed.
“Hope there won’t be any last minute
deals or events…” he thought as he glanced down at the busy road in front of him.
Suddenly, he realized that he was not properly dressed. Embarrassed, he
hurriedly went back inside and clean himself up before anyone noticed.
Just
as he had a quick shower and changed into more appropriate clothes, his
handphone rang. He picked it up and answered, almost sure who would be the
other end of the line.
“Morning
Andy!” A lady’s voice said at the other end of the line. Andy signed again.
“Not her again…another late event.” He thought as he replied instantly
“Yeah…morning to you too…so what’s up this time?”
“Glad
you are wide awake already,” the manager answered back “ I’m calling to remind
you not to forget that you’ll be holding a concert tonight…” But Andy didn’t
caught the rest of her sentence.
“Nani?!
There is a concert tonight???!!!” He half-yelled into the phone. “I don’t even
know that there was supposed to be something on tonight!”
His
manager held the phone a few inches away from her ear before she said “Told you
that you’ll forget…should be glad that this is in the morning that I called and
not somewhere in the afternoon, you should be tearing off your hair in panic by
then.”
Andy
retorted “As if I would be willing to tear of my beautiful hair…it will be your
hair that I’m gonna tear off! Yeah…got that down in my head already…Ja ne!” He
put his phone down.
“Sayonara to having a relaxing day at home and Hello to work…” he muttered to himself as he prepared for his evening concert.
“That girl…why do I find her so familiar??? Do I…know her somewhere?” Andy thought to himself absentmindedly as he looked himself in the mirror.