Series: Initial D

Disclaimer: Initial D does not belong to me, more's the pity. I'm just using the characters and concept for a little nonprofit fun and will return them to Shigeno Shuichi relatively unharmed. ^_______^

Rating: G (for now)

Warnings: NON-YAOI

Genre: romance

Author's Notes: well, this is my first fanfic, so please be kind! ^_^ it's written in first person point of view and i don't usually do that, so i hope this isn't too confusing.

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Title: Don't Stop the Music - prologue

Author: kokoro

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I remember being in your arms.

I remember what it was like to lay my head on your shoulder and smell your cologne.

I remember the soft cotton of your shirt against my face as we swayed to the music.

I remember praying silently, don't stop the music.

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I sighed, rolling my eyes in exasperation at my melodramatic thoughts. Since when did I get so sentimental? I adjusted my sunglasses and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. I hated waiting. It was so boring and it always led to a surge of depressing memories.

But then I saw Him and it was all worth it.

Ducking behind a nearby tree, I watched as he descended the front steps of his college. He looked so young and carefree. It was hard to believe that he was already twenty-one. To me, he looked exactly the same as he had three years ago. Well, sure, his hair wasn't as blonde as it was then. He probably realized that bleaching his hair like that was very damaging, but it was still dyed a light brown. And, as I moved my gaze down, I noticed that he was still wearing those ridiculous green contacts. Even from 10 ft. away I could see his sparkling eyes. He really was just as adorable as I had remembered.

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I wonder if he remembers me?

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I sighed again, tearing my eyes away from the sun-kissed young man, turning and leaning my back against the tree. I didn't know if I could go through with this. I wanted to just run up to him and throw my arms around him, like I used to do. Yet, from all appearances, it looked like he had gotten over me a long time ago.

I smiled sadly and pushed away from my hiding place. Checking my watch I noticed that I was late for my lunch date anyway.

"This is for the best," I whispered to myself as I walked away. "Good-bye, Takahashi Keisuke."

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