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Autumn Falls Like the Ran Shower ch2

 

07-23-17 06:48 PM
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For previous chapter, refer to here.

People asked me to continue my story here, so I'll be doing that (as well as on FF and AO3). Also, don't hesitate to ask questions if you don't understand something or is confused or anything cuz I'll reply an answer to you. 

Story time~
~~~

“I want to keep it a secret, I really do. ‘My lips are sealed’
That sound has echoed within these young ears dozens of times
A ribbon of evening showers”


Having uploaded his cover of the newly released song, Roro smiled as the NND users began to post their comments on the video.

“So good~”
“A beautiful voice.”
“Roro does it again! Another excellent cover!”

Not long after uploading the cover, Roro had also advertised on twitter the new video. Seconds later, the retweeting began, met with a lot of praise. Soon, other utaites began to tweet to him, complimenting him on a job well done.

Kano: Roro sings Yuudachi no Ribbon with a lot of passion.
Amatsuki: Roro sings his heart out in MikitoP’s newest song.
Nayuu: GJ Roro! I’m in love!

Soon, his happy state was interrupted when he heard his bedroom door open. Roro turned his head and saw her, the girl he found last night, half hiding behind the door. He sensed her nervousness as she nearly jumped back and refused to step out of the room.

“How are you feeling?” Roro asked her. “Is your fever down?”

“Did you change my clothes last night?” Miki asked shyly, ignoring his questions.

Roro shook his head. “I called my sister to come over and she took care of changing you while I went and bought medicine.” He caught her sighing and relaxing, noting that she must’ve thought he was the one that changed her. He’d laugh, but seeing her so nervous stopped him from doing so, knowing she’d be even more embarrassed. “My sister’s pajamas look cute on you, though,” he complimented. At last, Miki decided to step out of his bedroom. She slowly walked towards him, and he saw her clench the pajama shirt she was wearing.

“I’m sorry for intruding in your home,” Miki whispered and bowed her head towards him. “I shouldn’t stay any longer.”

“You’re not better yet, girly,” Roro reminded her, standing up. He placed his hand on her forehead and felt her temperature. “You’re still feverish,” he informed her. “I’ll make you some soup,” he told her. “Take my seat,” he offered, and despite hesitating for a second, Miki sat down. “Here’s my laptop,” he informed her. “If you’re bored, then go play on mine. I don’t mind.”

“But is this okay?” Miki asked him. “You don’t even know me, and yet you took me in just because I collapsed on the streets last night.”

“True, I don’t know you,” Roro said lightly, seeing her face with the biggest smile. “Call me Roro.”

“Eh?”

“I’m 20 years old. I work at a konbini store down the street, and I live alone in this apartment,” Roro introduced himself. “Your turn.”

“I see,” Miki whispered. “I’m Hiyama Miki. I’m 16 years old. I live with my four youngers in an apartment, and I work in two jobs.”

“See? Now we know each other?” Roro smiled. “I’m going to cook up some instant ramen and we’ll eat together.” Roro head out to enter his kitchen. “I also have your phone charging in the counter here. I contacted your sister and invited her to come over.”

Miki sighed in relief. “Thank you,” she answered, feeling grateful for Roro taking care of her while only knowing her for half a day. Roro continued onto the kitchen and began to cook lunch for himself and Miki. Meanwhile, Miki stared at the video title on the screen.

[Roro] Yuudachi no Ribbon [Utattemita]

Miki tenderly placed the headphones in her ears, and she pressed the play video, listening to the music that played.

“As a sudden evening shower came down, we take shelter underneath the school building”


As she listened to the lyrics, she found herself remembering middle school, when she and Len had been together. Remembering all the promises he had made to her, Miki had blindly believed all of them. The days of simply walking together, holding hands, and giving small, loving smiles to each other had became only a bitter memory.

The song replayed, and Miki read all the praise that scrolled across the screen. Then, she found a comment, asking about the girl in the singer’s care. Without a second thought, Miki scrolled down and read the description of the video.

“A strange coincidence! Last night, a girl collapsed in the streets. After seeing she was ill, I took her home. As I nurse her back to health and told her family she is okay, I heard this song and fell in love with it. It was raining too last night.”

Having been so interested in the music, the lyrics, and the voice, Miki never noticed the bowl of ramen next to her until the headphones were pulled off from her ears.

“It’s time to eat,” Roro whispered, his mouth directly next to her ear. He couldn’t stop himself from laughing when he saw her flinch in surprise. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he halfheartedly apologized. He pushed his laptop aside and moved the bowl in front of her, then taking a seat next to her.

“Itadakimasu!”

Miki couldn’t help herself as she found herself loving the taste of her ramen. “It’s delicious!” She smiled widely.

“Glad you like it,” Roro laughed. “Were you listening to my cover while you were waiting?”

“That song about the rain shower?” Miki asked.

“Yuudachi no Ribbon,” Roro answered. “The song came out last night, and I listened to it this morning. I couldn’t refrain from covering it in two hours.”

“So it was your voice I heard,” Miki said in realization. “I thought it was lovely, but what is ‘Utattemita?’”

“Utattemita means ‘Tried to sing,’ which is basically an NND term for someone covering a song,” Roro began to explain. “People on NND cover music published on the site. People who actively do this are called Utaites.”

“I see,” Miki responded. “You’re an utaite too?”

“Yep!” Roro answered. “Been doing it for 2 and a half years, and I was inspired to do so by a  teacher in my high school.”

“Your teacher?”

“Not mine til he saved me,” Roro sighed, remembering that day once again.

“Saved you?”

“Yeah. Simply put, my parents kicked me out of my house because I didn’t want to be what they wanted me to be.”

“How sad.”

“I don’t want to bum you out when you’re sick,” Roro smiled again. “Hey, would you like to hear more songs I sang?” Seeing her nod, Roro grabbed his laptop and opened his mylist. “This song came out last month, but I fell in love with it and covered it. Let’s listen to it.” Roro took out the headphones, allowing the two of them to hear the song.

“This is nothing special, I won’t be discourage
As long as I walk with you along this path”

As she resumed eating her ramen, Miki listened to the song, slowly growing mesmerized by the lyrics.

“But even so, you’re the one I love the most
No matter how much the future keeps us apart
And how much our past wants to remain hidden”


“So beautiful,” Miki whispered, admiring the story the PV told. “Not all love stories aren’t happy,” she sighed.

“I know,” Roro whispered. “And sometimes, love hurts the most.”
~~~
The hours go by, though neither of them would’ve noticed. Miki had slept again shortly after eating, while Roro was engaged in a twitter war with other utaites online. He never noticed it was almost evening when he heard a knock outside his door.

“Hello!” A mature voice called out. Standing up, Roro opened the door to meet his visitors. Around that time, Miki finally woke up from her nap, and sat up, hearing the voices nearby.

“You must be Miki’s sisters. Thank you for coming over,” came a masculine voice belonging to Roro.

“Thank you for taking care of her,” came the youthful mature voice that belonged to one of Miki’s sisters, Iroha.

“What’s wrong with Miki-neechan?” came a child’s voice that Miki easily identified as the voice of her five year old sister, Rin.

“She has a fever, but it’s coming down,” Roro answered. “Unfortunately, she’s not completely better, so it would be best if she stayed here for tonight again, but thank you all for coming over.”

Miki knew Iroha and Roro were continuing to converse, but she no longer listened to them when Rin ran past them and came to the couch where Miki had been resting on.

“Miki-nee, are you okay?” Miki found herself staring into innocent brown eyes. “Iroha said you were sick and we were coming to see you.”

“I’m okay now,” Miki reassured her little sister as she sat up. “I’m still not completely better though,” she informed her while petting her hair.

“Sakura was crying last night because you didn’t come home,” Rin told her. “Iroha and Yuki told her you were fine and just busy, but Iroha was really worried.”

“I’m sorry,” Miki apologized. “I wasn’t taking proper care of myself.” Miki finally brought her legs down from the sofa. “Take your jacket off, Rin,” she told her, beginning to unzip the jacket the little girl was wearing.

“Miki-neechan!!”

Unexpectedly, another child, younger than Rin, embraced Miki tightly. Miki smiled while holding her youngest sister.

“I’m sorry, Sakura,” Miki apologized. “I heard you waited all night for me to come home.”

“I missed you!” Sakura cried out, and Miki saw the tears threatening to spill from the child’s face.

“Don’t cry, Sakura. I’m right here,” Miki comforted her.

“Miki-nee, how are you feeling?” Another child came towards her. Miki turned and saw Yuki, her second younger sister, older than Rin and Sakura yet younger than her and Iroha.

“I’m okay now,” Miki answered. “Although, my body is still cold.”

“Roro is going to buy food for all of us,” Iroha announced, stepping into the family room. “Miki-nee, I also contacted your bosses. Ms. Kobayashi was very understanding and wishes for your recovery.” Iroha took off her jacket and laid it gently on the table. “Ms. Itou, on the other hand, was really mad. She was going on and on about how you should’ve called her ahead of time, even ignoring me when I explained that you collapsed unexpectedly.”

“Oh damn,” Miki muttered and sighed, remembering how unforgiving her boss is.

“Don’t worry about it now,” Iroha sighed. “Just worry about feeling better right now.”
~~~
“I’m so sorry for asking you to come over and get food with me, Ane,” Roro began to apologize to her as they met up.

“It’s nothing. I wasn’t really busy anyways,” his sister, Mizki, replied. “Gakupo is working late tonight.”

“I see,” Roro responded while taking his wallet out. Having received their order, the two began to head to his apartment.

“How is she, bro?” Mizki wandered. “Is she feeling better?”

“She still has a fever, but she’s much better now compared to last night,” he answered.

“Did you inform her family?”

“I did. They actually came over today, so we’re all eating together.”

“That’s wonderful,” Mizki remarked.

“Although, it was only her sisters who came over,” Roro pointed out.

“Sisters?” Mizki asked. “No parents?”

“I don’t know,” Roro answered honestly. “Actually, when we told each other about ourselves, she told me she’s working with two jobs. A girl her age would be a highschool student.”

“Oh?” Mizki turned and looked at her brother’s pondering face. “How old is she?”

“Sixteen.”

“And her sisters?”

“All younger than her,” he informed her. “The two youngest are very young children.”

“Oh my,” Mizki gaped, taking in the information.

“I don’t know anymore than that,” Roro revealed to his sister. “But I don’t wanna pry into their life.”

“I see,” Mizki replied.
~~~
“Itadakimasu!”

Seven people sat together in the chabudai, consuming their dinner happily.

“Thank you for buying food for us,” Iroha said gratefully.

“I’ll pay you back,” Miki told him.

“No, don’t bother,” Roro responded. “Just focus on your health.”

“You look a lot better compared to last night,” Mizki complimented her. “Just keep resting, and you’ll be better by tomorrow.”

“Thank you,” Miki nodded. “Also, thank you for the pajamas.”

“No problem,” Mizki smiled. Even though there was so much Roro and Mizki had wanted to ask, they both refrained. If the situation was personal, then maybe Miki would tell them in the future, only if she decides to keep contact with them.
For previous chapter, refer to here.

People asked me to continue my story here, so I'll be doing that (as well as on FF and AO3). Also, don't hesitate to ask questions if you don't understand something or is confused or anything cuz I'll reply an answer to you. 

Story time~
~~~

“I want to keep it a secret, I really do. ‘My lips are sealed’
That sound has echoed within these young ears dozens of times
A ribbon of evening showers”


Having uploaded his cover of the newly released song, Roro smiled as the NND users began to post their comments on the video.

“So good~”
“A beautiful voice.”
“Roro does it again! Another excellent cover!”

Not long after uploading the cover, Roro had also advertised on twitter the new video. Seconds later, the retweeting began, met with a lot of praise. Soon, other utaites began to tweet to him, complimenting him on a job well done.

Kano: Roro sings Yuudachi no Ribbon with a lot of passion.
Amatsuki: Roro sings his heart out in MikitoP’s newest song.
Nayuu: GJ Roro! I’m in love!

Soon, his happy state was interrupted when he heard his bedroom door open. Roro turned his head and saw her, the girl he found last night, half hiding behind the door. He sensed her nervousness as she nearly jumped back and refused to step out of the room.

“How are you feeling?” Roro asked her. “Is your fever down?”

“Did you change my clothes last night?” Miki asked shyly, ignoring his questions.

Roro shook his head. “I called my sister to come over and she took care of changing you while I went and bought medicine.” He caught her sighing and relaxing, noting that she must’ve thought he was the one that changed her. He’d laugh, but seeing her so nervous stopped him from doing so, knowing she’d be even more embarrassed. “My sister’s pajamas look cute on you, though,” he complimented. At last, Miki decided to step out of his bedroom. She slowly walked towards him, and he saw her clench the pajama shirt she was wearing.

“I’m sorry for intruding in your home,” Miki whispered and bowed her head towards him. “I shouldn’t stay any longer.”

“You’re not better yet, girly,” Roro reminded her, standing up. He placed his hand on her forehead and felt her temperature. “You’re still feverish,” he informed her. “I’ll make you some soup,” he told her. “Take my seat,” he offered, and despite hesitating for a second, Miki sat down. “Here’s my laptop,” he informed her. “If you’re bored, then go play on mine. I don’t mind.”

“But is this okay?” Miki asked him. “You don’t even know me, and yet you took me in just because I collapsed on the streets last night.”

“True, I don’t know you,” Roro said lightly, seeing her face with the biggest smile. “Call me Roro.”

“Eh?”

“I’m 20 years old. I work at a konbini store down the street, and I live alone in this apartment,” Roro introduced himself. “Your turn.”

“I see,” Miki whispered. “I’m Hiyama Miki. I’m 16 years old. I live with my four youngers in an apartment, and I work in two jobs.”

“See? Now we know each other?” Roro smiled. “I’m going to cook up some instant ramen and we’ll eat together.” Roro head out to enter his kitchen. “I also have your phone charging in the counter here. I contacted your sister and invited her to come over.”

Miki sighed in relief. “Thank you,” she answered, feeling grateful for Roro taking care of her while only knowing her for half a day. Roro continued onto the kitchen and began to cook lunch for himself and Miki. Meanwhile, Miki stared at the video title on the screen.

[Roro] Yuudachi no Ribbon [Utattemita]

Miki tenderly placed the headphones in her ears, and she pressed the play video, listening to the music that played.

“As a sudden evening shower came down, we take shelter underneath the school building”


As she listened to the lyrics, she found herself remembering middle school, when she and Len had been together. Remembering all the promises he had made to her, Miki had blindly believed all of them. The days of simply walking together, holding hands, and giving small, loving smiles to each other had became only a bitter memory.

The song replayed, and Miki read all the praise that scrolled across the screen. Then, she found a comment, asking about the girl in the singer’s care. Without a second thought, Miki scrolled down and read the description of the video.

“A strange coincidence! Last night, a girl collapsed in the streets. After seeing she was ill, I took her home. As I nurse her back to health and told her family she is okay, I heard this song and fell in love with it. It was raining too last night.”

Having been so interested in the music, the lyrics, and the voice, Miki never noticed the bowl of ramen next to her until the headphones were pulled off from her ears.

“It’s time to eat,” Roro whispered, his mouth directly next to her ear. He couldn’t stop himself from laughing when he saw her flinch in surprise. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he halfheartedly apologized. He pushed his laptop aside and moved the bowl in front of her, then taking a seat next to her.

“Itadakimasu!”

Miki couldn’t help herself as she found herself loving the taste of her ramen. “It’s delicious!” She smiled widely.

“Glad you like it,” Roro laughed. “Were you listening to my cover while you were waiting?”

“That song about the rain shower?” Miki asked.

“Yuudachi no Ribbon,” Roro answered. “The song came out last night, and I listened to it this morning. I couldn’t refrain from covering it in two hours.”

“So it was your voice I heard,” Miki said in realization. “I thought it was lovely, but what is ‘Utattemita?’”

“Utattemita means ‘Tried to sing,’ which is basically an NND term for someone covering a song,” Roro began to explain. “People on NND cover music published on the site. People who actively do this are called Utaites.”

“I see,” Miki responded. “You’re an utaite too?”

“Yep!” Roro answered. “Been doing it for 2 and a half years, and I was inspired to do so by a  teacher in my high school.”

“Your teacher?”

“Not mine til he saved me,” Roro sighed, remembering that day once again.

“Saved you?”

“Yeah. Simply put, my parents kicked me out of my house because I didn’t want to be what they wanted me to be.”

“How sad.”

“I don’t want to bum you out when you’re sick,” Roro smiled again. “Hey, would you like to hear more songs I sang?” Seeing her nod, Roro grabbed his laptop and opened his mylist. “This song came out last month, but I fell in love with it and covered it. Let’s listen to it.” Roro took out the headphones, allowing the two of them to hear the song.

“This is nothing special, I won’t be discourage
As long as I walk with you along this path”

As she resumed eating her ramen, Miki listened to the song, slowly growing mesmerized by the lyrics.

“But even so, you’re the one I love the most
No matter how much the future keeps us apart
And how much our past wants to remain hidden”


“So beautiful,” Miki whispered, admiring the story the PV told. “Not all love stories aren’t happy,” she sighed.

“I know,” Roro whispered. “And sometimes, love hurts the most.”
~~~
The hours go by, though neither of them would’ve noticed. Miki had slept again shortly after eating, while Roro was engaged in a twitter war with other utaites online. He never noticed it was almost evening when he heard a knock outside his door.

“Hello!” A mature voice called out. Standing up, Roro opened the door to meet his visitors. Around that time, Miki finally woke up from her nap, and sat up, hearing the voices nearby.

“You must be Miki’s sisters. Thank you for coming over,” came a masculine voice belonging to Roro.

“Thank you for taking care of her,” came the youthful mature voice that belonged to one of Miki’s sisters, Iroha.

“What’s wrong with Miki-neechan?” came a child’s voice that Miki easily identified as the voice of her five year old sister, Rin.

“She has a fever, but it’s coming down,” Roro answered. “Unfortunately, she’s not completely better, so it would be best if she stayed here for tonight again, but thank you all for coming over.”

Miki knew Iroha and Roro were continuing to converse, but she no longer listened to them when Rin ran past them and came to the couch where Miki had been resting on.

“Miki-nee, are you okay?” Miki found herself staring into innocent brown eyes. “Iroha said you were sick and we were coming to see you.”

“I’m okay now,” Miki reassured her little sister as she sat up. “I’m still not completely better though,” she informed her while petting her hair.

“Sakura was crying last night because you didn’t come home,” Rin told her. “Iroha and Yuki told her you were fine and just busy, but Iroha was really worried.”

“I’m sorry,” Miki apologized. “I wasn’t taking proper care of myself.” Miki finally brought her legs down from the sofa. “Take your jacket off, Rin,” she told her, beginning to unzip the jacket the little girl was wearing.

“Miki-neechan!!”

Unexpectedly, another child, younger than Rin, embraced Miki tightly. Miki smiled while holding her youngest sister.

“I’m sorry, Sakura,” Miki apologized. “I heard you waited all night for me to come home.”

“I missed you!” Sakura cried out, and Miki saw the tears threatening to spill from the child’s face.

“Don’t cry, Sakura. I’m right here,” Miki comforted her.

“Miki-nee, how are you feeling?” Another child came towards her. Miki turned and saw Yuki, her second younger sister, older than Rin and Sakura yet younger than her and Iroha.

“I’m okay now,” Miki answered. “Although, my body is still cold.”

“Roro is going to buy food for all of us,” Iroha announced, stepping into the family room. “Miki-nee, I also contacted your bosses. Ms. Kobayashi was very understanding and wishes for your recovery.” Iroha took off her jacket and laid it gently on the table. “Ms. Itou, on the other hand, was really mad. She was going on and on about how you should’ve called her ahead of time, even ignoring me when I explained that you collapsed unexpectedly.”

“Oh damn,” Miki muttered and sighed, remembering how unforgiving her boss is.

“Don’t worry about it now,” Iroha sighed. “Just worry about feeling better right now.”
~~~
“I’m so sorry for asking you to come over and get food with me, Ane,” Roro began to apologize to her as they met up.

“It’s nothing. I wasn’t really busy anyways,” his sister, Mizki, replied. “Gakupo is working late tonight.”

“I see,” Roro responded while taking his wallet out. Having received their order, the two began to head to his apartment.

“How is she, bro?” Mizki wandered. “Is she feeling better?”

“She still has a fever, but she’s much better now compared to last night,” he answered.

“Did you inform her family?”

“I did. They actually came over today, so we’re all eating together.”

“That’s wonderful,” Mizki remarked.

“Although, it was only her sisters who came over,” Roro pointed out.

“Sisters?” Mizki asked. “No parents?”

“I don’t know,” Roro answered honestly. “Actually, when we told each other about ourselves, she told me she’s working with two jobs. A girl her age would be a highschool student.”

“Oh?” Mizki turned and looked at her brother’s pondering face. “How old is she?”

“Sixteen.”

“And her sisters?”

“All younger than her,” he informed her. “The two youngest are very young children.”

“Oh my,” Mizki gaped, taking in the information.

“I don’t know anymore than that,” Roro revealed to his sister. “But I don’t wanna pry into their life.”

“I see,” Mizki replied.
~~~
“Itadakimasu!”

Seven people sat together in the chabudai, consuming their dinner happily.

“Thank you for buying food for us,” Iroha said gratefully.

“I’ll pay you back,” Miki told him.

“No, don’t bother,” Roro responded. “Just focus on your health.”

“You look a lot better compared to last night,” Mizki complimented her. “Just keep resting, and you’ll be better by tomorrow.”

“Thank you,” Miki nodded. “Also, thank you for the pajamas.”

“No problem,” Mizki smiled. Even though there was so much Roro and Mizki had wanted to ask, they both refrained. If the situation was personal, then maybe Miki would tell them in the future, only if she decides to keep contact with them.
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