The black-haired man was sitting in a street café on a small, cozy market square just outside Tokyo Bay. It was a very warm spring day and the bright sunshine had drawn many people to the streets and cafes. He slowly drank his coffee and looked through his sunglasses at the white pages of his book. The black lines and dots in it whizzed around in front of his eye, doing a wild dance. They didn't make sense. Somehow he couldn't concentrate on what was written today. Sighing, he gave up, closed the book and put it on the table next to his cell phone. Two young girls sat down at the next table and chatted in a good mood about irrelevant things when a third came running up from a table a little further away and began to chatter excitedly. At first he didn't listen, what did girls' babble interest him? But then his name was mentioned and he was clairaudient.
"... - Kirito's homepage and it said that Pierrot had split up with immediate effect!"said the little young woman excitedly.
"What?!" shouted the red-blonde, aghast, "You're kidding me! Who said that ?!"
"Pierrot and parting?", The blonde intervened, who had previously made a very happy impression. "Assholes ..."
The little woman nodded vigorously: "But it is so! Why else should Kirito have written it in his online diary? Believe me, I'm not kidding you!"
"Why then...?" The blonde managed to timidly say that the smile had completely faded from her face.
"Because Jun and Aiji want to concentrate on their solo careers and because they think Pierrot is no longer like it used to be."
"That can't be! I mean ... no ..." the redhead mumbled, stunned
"It is so, Ash, it is so!" Cha assured her and then turned back to the depressed, silent blonde "And what about our fan club membership? Do you think we should still join? Hey, Chichi, I'll talk to you"
"I know!" she hissed back, "pah ... I'll do the devil to pay these damn bastards to break up, no, I definitely won't do that, even if I'll continue to be a Pierrot fan!"Kirito sighed. The word got around really fast. And now to see these reactions from her fans hurt. But this pain was nothing compared to the pain that had gone through it when Jun and Aiji had told them together that they thought it would be better to drop Pierrot and limit themselves to their solo career. Kirito had agreed to quit his solo career in order to be able to concentrate fully on Pierrot. But Jun only said that it would not help.
> Pierrot is no longer like it used to be. The air is slowly out. Be honest. And it's been around for over 10 years. That's a very long time for a band. Believe me, it will be better for all of us if we carry on separately. Also so as not to burden our friendship too much
In a way, Jun was right. Pierrot wasn't as good as it used to be. They ran out of imagination. But it was unfamiliar to know that he could sleep tomorrow.Sleep late. That he didn't have to go to work and that no one was waiting for him. Nobody needed. Nobody would put a paper in front of his nose to ask him if it might be included in the new album that was actually planned. It was as if Kirito had lost a long friend who had accompanied him for years, followed him every step of the way, and yet was always in front of him to show him a way. But losing a friend was what really worried Kirito. Jun. His best friend. Kirito didn't see him very often. Actually, very rarely. He believed that it was better not to see each other too often, because that would prevent arguments. So far it hadn't been a problem. They had seen each other at work every day, laughed and talked about their problems. But now? What was now
If Jun needed someone to talk to, the first person he would call would be Aiji. As always.
If Jun needed someone to help him with things, he would turn to Takeo for advice.As always.
And if he wanted to do something or play games, he would bring Kohta to him. As always.
And Kirito? Nothing. Maybe they would meet for a movie or talk on the phone from you on. But their friendship would never be as intense as it was when Kirito knew that Pierrot was still around.
And Kirito was afraid that he might lose Jun altogether.
"... but at the end of his diary, Kirito wrote that the last word had not yet been spoken. What ..."
'Right', thought Kirito, 'The last word has not yet been spoken!'
He got up, put the money for his coffee on the saucer next to the bill, put away his cell phone and picked up the book. With quick steps he crossed the square filled with people and got into his car, warmed by the sun.
'I'll make sure this isn't the end!' he thought and resolutely started the engine, released the handbrake and threw himself into the Tokyo traffic.Even though he was driving too fast, it seemed like time stood still. 'I'll talk to Jun again. Even if I cause a huge argument with it, I have to risk it! I need to! This is our last chance! '
If Kirito didn't talk to Jun now, his fate was sealed.
Then he would never again have the opportunity to tell Jun how important he was to him. Kirito had put it off all these years, didn't think it was urgent, and thought Jun would know it too. But now he wasn't quite so sure anymore. Did Jun even know how attached Kirito was to him? How much did he need him? Did Jun know that he was the wind that propelled the Shinya Murata sailing ship?
Whether he knew it or not, Kirito would tell him.
Maybe he couldn't save Pierrot anymore. But he could certainly save his friendship.
He just had to hurry.