Ian's smile dropped the instant he heard the name, taking an step back instinctively from Utau as he tried to hold back the flood of memories that the name brought with it. Sadly, it was for not, and one memory in particular pained him more than any other.
- Militant Cruiser, Turok sector, Outer Rim, 1 month ago-Ian was sitting in a chair overlooking the empty void, trying his best to tune out his sister and her incessant need to sing along to every song by her favorite Idol, Utatu or whatever she was called. It wasn't that he disliked the music, it was decent enough, he just hated having to hear it a million times on a daily basis. If he heard that goddamn chorus from
Kibou to Negai one more time, he'd through her music player out the air lock.
"Couldn't you at least use your headphones? Not everypne wants to listen to that stuff 24/7, you know."
Angela Blackwood, his foster sister and best friend, responded in the only way befitting the daughter of a highly decorated, high ranking officer, by sticking her tongue out at him. She had her hair cut and stlyed so that it resembled that of her Idol, even going so far as to dye her naturally black hair purple as well, though she'd had enough restrain to limit it to only the tips of her hair. So far gone was her obssession, she'd even went through a procedure to change the color of one eye to be the same as UTAU, making it a bright-ish purple instead of her normal light grey. "If you don't like it, you can go somewhere else, Ian, this is the closest thing we've ever had to a vacation, so I'm going to enjoy it as much as I want to, as loud as I want to." With that said, she turned her music up and gave Ian a familiarly mischievous smile that he couldn't help but return, having some fun despite his sister being her usual annoying self.
"I'll do just that, so later Lil' Sis, and have fun listening to your music . . . with out your phone!" Quick as a flash, Ian was down the halls of the ship with his sister's phone before she could comprehend what had happened. Ian couldn't help chuckling when he heard her cry of outrage, happy with the knowledge that she was too much of a lazy lump to get it back, plus she had another one anyway, so it really wasn't that much of a problem.
A couple hours later, Ian was near the lower decks of the ship, listening to some of his guilty pleasure UTAU favorites, like
Kono Haato Tomaranai when he heard an alarm rung throughout the ship, the one for Cruxi attacks. His last thought before hearing those alarms, however, had been simple.
I wonder how this UTAU chick is in real life.Flashback EndThat was the last time he had ever spoken to his sister, and the thought of it had been more than enough to cause tears to flow unbidden to his eyes. He came out of his mind when Sugma had left, coming to with a shock before he reached up to feel the wetness on his face, surprised to find tears before he went to wipe his eyes dry, an hollow chuckle escaping hus lips as he did so. "I'm sorry, it's just . . . my sister is, or was, a really big fan of yours. She played
Kibou to Negai so many times I could probably recite it you by heart." That was a lie, he could recite it perfectly forwards, backwards, even sideways. He still had his sisters purple music player, had it in his pocket at this very moment. The day after the incident he's locked himself in his room for hours, staring at a spot on the wall while listening to his sister's playlist over and over again. He'd listen to them so much he could recite them all, though if he ever triednhe'd breakdown into an unintelligible mess of sorrow before he got through the second chorus.
This is why you never look back. A voice he remembered and despised whispered to him,
The only thing that comes from remembering tragedy is more pain."I'm sorry, but I think I'll . . . I'll just leave you to yoyr business." Ian walked away from the violet haired Idol so fast he was almost running, heading into the boy's bathroom, locking himself in a stall and just taking a second to compose himself. In a few minutes he'd walk out feeling as chipper as ever, but right now, he just needed to center himself in the present, lest he lose himself in his past.
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