Thick Black Chords Chapter 4:
The rest of the band's week off went by pretty fast. The majority of their little vacation mostly consisted of sleeping and lounging around. They didn't even feel up to have any jam sessions, let alone do any at home rehersals. They all knew they had to get used to hard, devoted, work, so they took advantage of their time off. Before they knew it, the night of the concert had arrived. Their first on stage debut was a mere 2 hours away. Well rested and ready, they were waiting on the clock. It really was an exciting time for everyone. Each of the band members even had their own dressing rooms, which was quite amazing considering they were being waited on at 'Kirei Theatre', one of the most largest venues in all of Tokyo.
Mostly classical and regal acts performed there. The layout looked very similiar to an opera hall, it could even pass off as a mansion. Kirei Theatre were one of the first gigs Yuudoku Garden had the acceptance from. Not only were they intriguied by the wide range of genre the band's music represented, but they also had a great interest in Hana's harmonic voice.
The band was asked by Kirei Theatre to perform one of their more ambient songs, feeling that it would make the perfect opening act as well as their introduction in the music world.
They didn't dare to pass any of this up, so they gladly agreed to perform whatever they were recomended to. Hana even said she wants their audience to feel satisfied from surprises, and Yuudoku Garden is full of them.
The clock moved at its own pace, torturing the band as their time to perform grew near.
Hana called for her make up artist every five minutes as she felt very insecure about her looks being perfect. She constantly fiddled with her long chestnut hair, usually being a habit when she grew impatient. She kept adjusting the large black bow in her hair was clipped on the left side of her head, hoping it wouldn't fall out. Ocasionally she would pull down her silky green dress, clenching to her knees that wore darker green tights under it.
Impatiently getting up, she walked out of the room to take her place on the stage with the rest of the band. Her 3 inch heels clacked lowly with each step she took. Meeting them backstage she smiled at how handsome they all looked, wearing matching black suits with bright red rose corsages pinned on each of their chests. All four of the men smiled back, ready to give it all they got.
All was plugged in and everything was prepared. The brunette vocalist gripped to the tall, sleek mic stand with a lace gloved hand, batted eyelashes focused forward as the large curtain had risen. Her fringed bangs covered her eyes for a second before an organ began to play at a chilling, growing pace. As if she were a leader of a cult making a cryptic announcement, the words that escaped her lips danced into song. Her tone started out low and firm, but gradually risen to a higher pitch after each drum beat and smooth bass chord.
The electric guitars screamed beautifully like deep sounding harps, adding to the elegant symphony. To Hana's side stood a gold and white xylophone, there for when it was time for her to chime them into the 6 minute song. When the song had ended, the band felt sparkles rain upon them when the theatre filled with more than satisfied applauds. This had to have been the best feeling in the world for them, especially for Hana.
"So this is what it feels like.."
She thought to herself, feeling her rapid heart beat start to calm down.
This feeling...it left her with an incredible weightless sensation.
It was Kanon Wakeshima's call to the stage next. Yuudoku Garden thanked the audience and departed from the stage. Strangely, for the first time in Kirei Theatre, the usual silent audience was hyped up and pleased before the main act took the stage. Kanon ignored this fact and bowed gently as if to show modesty from applauds that didn't belong to her. The audience calmed down once they saw the petite cellist, feeling a strange air tame the room's behavior. Mana took a glance from behind the curtain, staring at the large crowd blanky before shifting his gaze to Kanon. The bright lights had faded to a single spotlight, shining on the crimson haired cellist.
Waiting patiently for her signal to begin her performance, Kanon looked like an aristocrat-cultured princess. A black lace lolita gown hugged her petite body. White pearls were pinned to her cuffed mid-shoulder length sleeves, with a matching white lace headdress atop the side of her head. The spotlight made her long crimson hair sparkle. Her white cello rested sternly against her knees, as her gloved slender hand held to her bow, her fingers on her opposite hand pressed gently atop the cello's strings. With a single echoed drumbeat, a neo-classical sound filled the theatre as a live orchestra flowed into the song. Kanon began to play her cello on fluctuating chords, singing with elegance to the rythm.
Backstage, The Yuudoku Garden members were praising eachother on a performance well done. While the men went to watch the rest of Kanon's performance, Hana told them to go ahead without her. She wanted to stay in her dressing room for a little while. She was feeling accomplished, but also shocked. Fiddling with her hair, Hana caught her breath, telling herself to enjoy what she has worked so hard for.
"I shouldn't be so surprised anymore."
Hana said aloud in english with a smile.
Suddenly, Hana felt a firm hand touch her shoulder. She flinched and looked in the mirror, seeing Mana standing behind her. His ebony painted lips greeted her with a light smile, and his dark eyes glistened.
"Forgive my intrusion, but I wanted to congradulate you on your performance."
Mana spoke with a deep tone.
Hana froze up for a few seconds, feeling a warm, binding sensation stroke her body. It took her a moment to recollect her composure before turning to the man with a nervous smile.
"Thankyou very much, Mana-sama.. Your approval means alot to me.."
Hana replied quickly with trembling lips.
The curvacious vocalist felt his eyes lock onto her. The tall and slender man was amused, taking a seat a few feet away from her. He crossed his legs, looking the woman directly in the eyes with a smirk.
"My approval? You have an interesting choice of words..."
Mana said firmly, occasionally interlocking his fingers in thought.
Hana could feel her pulse pound against her chest, glancing at his long, thin fingers, fantasizing the feeling of his long nails dragging against her skin, and possibly more. She shuddered and grew hot at the sudden thought, trying her hardest to control her tingling arousal. It was as though an unknown force provoked this exact moment, and time felt like it was moving at a slow, eternal pace. The brunette's petite rouge lips began to tremble, but she spoke to desperatly hide her internal need that seemed so exposed to her.
"Oh..uhm.. I'm sorry.. ah.. I guess I couldn't have thought of a better word when it came to a musical genious such as yourself...Mana-sama...."
Hana responded, averting her glance to meet his dark eyes.
Mana nodded then, leaving her releif and assurance that he understood what she meant. Yet something told Hana that her thoughts and desires were anything but secret. She felt Mana's hand rest on top of her palm, as the strange heat that binded her body had ceased. Her emerald eyes locked onto his. His gaze looked warm and possibly..inviting.
"May I take you to dinner sometime? I enjoy your company very much.."
Mana said with a smile, stroking her submissive vibe that practically melted in his palm.
"Oh..S-sure! I won't be too busy this week, and I know I'll definatly be free by friday.."
Hana replied with a smile, wondering if this was all just a dream she had yet to wake up from.
"Friday night it is then... I will arrange a limosine to arrive to you at 7pm. I look forward to seeing you again..Hana-san.."
Mana said as he kissed the top of her hand.
The flustered vocalist nodded before Mana excused himself to leave, having other matters to tend to. Hana gasped and looked down when she realized a certain dampness tickled her inner thighs. She blushed deeply, looking at herself in the mirror. She fixed her hair and took a deep breath, unsure how things lead up to the present.
"Was I just asked on a date?" She thought to herself.
Kanon had just finished her performance, bowing to the audience before heading backstage. She smiled when she saw Mana, then ran up to him, clenching to his arm. He was startled for a second, looking down to see the cellist hugging to him. His form made no movement, and his gaze was cold. Kanon whined when he pulled away from her. He usually kept his space from her when there were paparazzi or people around, but there wasn't anyone in sight. It didn't make any sense to her.
"Did you see my performance?"
Asked Kanon with a scowl.
"I didn't stay to see the entire thing. I had an important matter to attend to.."
Mana responded.
"Well...I guess I understand. Am I staying at your house for the night?"
Kanon said with a giggle, reaching up to kiss his lips.
Mana took a step back again before she had the chance. He looked at her with a cold stare,
telling her he was busy the entire week with 'Moi Meme Moite' business.
"You haven't had time for me at all! If you keep this up, I'll leave you!"
Kanon threatened, raising her voice.
"Do what you want. I must leave now."
Mana replied before walking away to meet the car that waited for him outside.
Kanon growled, biting her tounge. Mana never walked away from her before, and the fact that he did now made her wonder what was really going on. Meanwhile, Yuudoku Garden had their instruments packed up and stayed for Kirei Theatre's after party. They were lead to the theatre's ballroom, which was set up quite nicely. They had their own table that could seat 8 people. The only other guests there were stage staff and Kanon Wakeshima. Waiters walked around and served a variety of champange and liqour, while chefs served traditional japanese cuisine. Sakai sat across from Hana while the rest of the band walked enjoyed the rest of what the ballroom had to offer.
"Were you alright before?"
Sakai asked the lead musician.
"What..yeah! Everything is alright. I just needed to relax.
I'll make sure to get Wakeshima-sama's live dvd to make it up to her.."
Hana replied with a laugh.
The guitarist gazed to her, holding to her hand with a smile. He told her how beautiful she looked tonight, and that made her giggle. She blushed, holding to his hand with a smile. Though her feelings for the lead guitarist weren't clear to her, she knew for sure he was sure as hell good looking, especially tonight. His light brown hair was teased and pulled back. Hana thought to herself how good he looked in a suit, and her gaze on him lasted a noticable 2 minutes. Sakai noticed this and sent her a curious grin.
"Something on your mind?"
He asked her.
Hana giggled again, shaking her head. Her hand gently pulled away from his grip,
and she blushed deeply, looking the guitarist in the eyes.
"Nope. Nothing. You just look good tonight.."
Hana replied with a smirk.
Sakai went wide eyed for a moment, looking around as if what he just heard was a prank of some sort. He tried to hide how flattered he felt with his deep tone of voice that even brushed against Hana's libido.
"My, my. Who are you and what have you done with Hana? Was I just flirted with?"
Sakai said teasingly.
Hana playfully hit his arm, shaking her head. She herself was surprised with her sudden flirtatious attitude towards the lead guitarist. She didn't know what any of it meant, if was even supposed to mean anything.
"What? No! Can't a woman give a man a compliment?"
Hana replied.
"You're right. My fault for assuming.."
Said Sakai with a grin, sipping a glass of champagne.
Kanon Wakeshima made a sudden entrance, taking a glass of champagne off of one of the waiter's trays,
taking a seat across from Hana once she saw her.
"Oh.. Good evening Kanon-san.."
Hana said politely.
Kanon smiled lightly and locked her gaze onto Sakai. Though the cellist had a smile on her face, she gave off an angry vibe. Fiddling with her dyed crimson locks she smiled wide at Sakai.
"Do you think you could be a gentleman and give Hana-chan and I some alone time? I'd like to talk to her about something.."
Said Kanon.
The male guitarist nodded to Kanon, getting up from his seat giving Hana a confused look. Hana shrugged but assured him it was alright, though she didn't know what was going on herself.
Kanon's smile faded then, and it made Hana nervous. The petite cellist sipped on her champagne gingerly. Her dark brown eyes never left Hana. She lightly slammed her glass on the table, wiping her lips with a handkerchief. She smiled to the female vocalist then, sighing lightly before she spoke.
"Hana-chan. I am just wondering... do you and Mana-sama...talk?"
Kanon asked her slowly.
"Talk...? uh... we have said a few words here and there if that's what you mean..."
Hana replied nervously, paranoid that she did something to provoke a questioning.
"Mm, I see.."
Kanon responded with a few nods, sipping to her drink again.
"Is there something wrong?"
Hana asked with caution.
"Well.... let's just say Mana-sama has been acting strange lately..."
Kanon replied.
"How so, Kanon-san?"
Hana asked.
"Mm... I can't say much...but I do have some advice for you....Stay away from him."
Kanon spoke in a 'polite' tone.
"Excuse me?"
Said Hana.
"I do mean that in the most honest way... I believe he has taken an interest to you... and I think that is why he hasn't been focused on his work with my album......"
Kanon stated bluntly, staring blankly at the tall vocalist.
Hana blushed deeply, feeling her heart begin to race when she remembered her encounter with Mana that wasn't more than a few hours ago. Hana sipped her own drink, nodding sheepishly.
"I hope you know where I'm coming from, Hana-chan. All I ask of you is to focus on yourself. Mana-sama is a busy man and...for now.....it is best to leave him to his work..."
The crimson haired cellist said with a smile.
"Eh...Y-yeah...I'll make sure to let him know that career comes first..j-just in case he has intentions on dating me...."
Hana spoke with a forced tone, trying to sound convincing.
"Good...Thankyou very much for your understanding....my album means alot to me and I can't make it successful without my producer. I'm glad we had this talk..Hana-chan."
Kanon spoke with a soft tone before leaving the after party.
The rest of the band's week off went by pretty fast. The majority of their little vacation mostly consisted of sleeping and lounging around. They didn't even feel up to have any jam sessions, let alone do any at home rehersals. They all knew they had to get used to hard, devoted, work, so they took advantage of their time off. Before they knew it, the night of the concert had arrived. Their first on stage debut was a mere 2 hours away. Well rested and ready, they were waiting on the clock. It really was an exciting time for everyone. Each of the band members even had their own dressing rooms, which was quite amazing considering they were being waited on at 'Kirei Theatre', one of the most largest venues in all of Tokyo.
Mostly classical and regal acts performed there. The layout looked very similiar to an opera hall, it could even pass off as a mansion. Kirei Theatre were one of the first gigs Yuudoku Garden had the acceptance from. Not only were they intriguied by the wide range of genre the band's music represented, but they also had a great interest in Hana's harmonic voice.
The band was asked by Kirei Theatre to perform one of their more ambient songs, feeling that it would make the perfect opening act as well as their introduction in the music world.
They didn't dare to pass any of this up, so they gladly agreed to perform whatever they were recomended to. Hana even said she wants their audience to feel satisfied from surprises, and Yuudoku Garden is full of them.
The clock moved at its own pace, torturing the band as their time to perform grew near.
Hana called for her make up artist every five minutes as she felt very insecure about her looks being perfect. She constantly fiddled with her long chestnut hair, usually being a habit when she grew impatient. She kept adjusting the large black bow in her hair was clipped on the left side of her head, hoping it wouldn't fall out. Ocasionally she would pull down her silky green dress, clenching to her knees that wore darker green tights under it.
Impatiently getting up, she walked out of the room to take her place on the stage with the rest of the band. Her 3 inch heels clacked lowly with each step she took. Meeting them backstage she smiled at how handsome they all looked, wearing matching black suits with bright red rose corsages pinned on each of their chests. All four of the men smiled back, ready to give it all they got.
All was plugged in and everything was prepared. The brunette vocalist gripped to the tall, sleek mic stand with a lace gloved hand, batted eyelashes focused forward as the large curtain had risen. Her fringed bangs covered her eyes for a second before an organ began to play at a chilling, growing pace. As if she were a leader of a cult making a cryptic announcement, the words that escaped her lips danced into song. Her tone started out low and firm, but gradually risen to a higher pitch after each drum beat and smooth bass chord.
The electric guitars screamed beautifully like deep sounding harps, adding to the elegant symphony. To Hana's side stood a gold and white xylophone, there for when it was time for her to chime them into the 6 minute song. When the song had ended, the band felt sparkles rain upon them when the theatre filled with more than satisfied applauds. This had to have been the best feeling in the world for them, especially for Hana.
"So this is what it feels like.."
She thought to herself, feeling her rapid heart beat start to calm down.
This feeling...it left her with an incredible weightless sensation.
It was Kanon Wakeshima's call to the stage next. Yuudoku Garden thanked the audience and departed from the stage. Strangely, for the first time in Kirei Theatre, the usual silent audience was hyped up and pleased before the main act took the stage. Kanon ignored this fact and bowed gently as if to show modesty from applauds that didn't belong to her. The audience calmed down once they saw the petite cellist, feeling a strange air tame the room's behavior. Mana took a glance from behind the curtain, staring at the large crowd blanky before shifting his gaze to Kanon. The bright lights had faded to a single spotlight, shining on the crimson haired cellist.
Waiting patiently for her signal to begin her performance, Kanon looked like an aristocrat-cultured princess. A black lace lolita gown hugged her petite body. White pearls were pinned to her cuffed mid-shoulder length sleeves, with a matching white lace headdress atop the side of her head. The spotlight made her long crimson hair sparkle. Her white cello rested sternly against her knees, as her gloved slender hand held to her bow, her fingers on her opposite hand pressed gently atop the cello's strings. With a single echoed drumbeat, a neo-classical sound filled the theatre as a live orchestra flowed into the song. Kanon began to play her cello on fluctuating chords, singing with elegance to the rythm.
Backstage, The Yuudoku Garden members were praising eachother on a performance well done. While the men went to watch the rest of Kanon's performance, Hana told them to go ahead without her. She wanted to stay in her dressing room for a little while. She was feeling accomplished, but also shocked. Fiddling with her hair, Hana caught her breath, telling herself to enjoy what she has worked so hard for.
"I shouldn't be so surprised anymore."
Hana said aloud in english with a smile.
Suddenly, Hana felt a firm hand touch her shoulder. She flinched and looked in the mirror, seeing Mana standing behind her. His ebony painted lips greeted her with a light smile, and his dark eyes glistened.
"Forgive my intrusion, but I wanted to congradulate you on your performance."
Mana spoke with a deep tone.
Hana froze up for a few seconds, feeling a warm, binding sensation stroke her body. It took her a moment to recollect her composure before turning to the man with a nervous smile.
"Thankyou very much, Mana-sama.. Your approval means alot to me.."
Hana replied quickly with trembling lips.
The curvacious vocalist felt his eyes lock onto her. The tall and slender man was amused, taking a seat a few feet away from her. He crossed his legs, looking the woman directly in the eyes with a smirk.
"My approval? You have an interesting choice of words..."
Mana said firmly, occasionally interlocking his fingers in thought.
Hana could feel her pulse pound against her chest, glancing at his long, thin fingers, fantasizing the feeling of his long nails dragging against her skin, and possibly more. She shuddered and grew hot at the sudden thought, trying her hardest to control her tingling arousal. It was as though an unknown force provoked this exact moment, and time felt like it was moving at a slow, eternal pace. The brunette's petite rouge lips began to tremble, but she spoke to desperatly hide her internal need that seemed so exposed to her.
"Oh..uhm.. I'm sorry.. ah.. I guess I couldn't have thought of a better word when it came to a musical genious such as yourself...Mana-sama...."
Hana responded, averting her glance to meet his dark eyes.
Mana nodded then, leaving her releif and assurance that he understood what she meant. Yet something told Hana that her thoughts and desires were anything but secret. She felt Mana's hand rest on top of her palm, as the strange heat that binded her body had ceased. Her emerald eyes locked onto his. His gaze looked warm and possibly..inviting.
"May I take you to dinner sometime? I enjoy your company very much.."
Mana said with a smile, stroking her submissive vibe that practically melted in his palm.
"Oh..S-sure! I won't be too busy this week, and I know I'll definatly be free by friday.."
Hana replied with a smile, wondering if this was all just a dream she had yet to wake up from.
"Friday night it is then... I will arrange a limosine to arrive to you at 7pm. I look forward to seeing you again..Hana-san.."
Mana said as he kissed the top of her hand.
The flustered vocalist nodded before Mana excused himself to leave, having other matters to tend to. Hana gasped and looked down when she realized a certain dampness tickled her inner thighs. She blushed deeply, looking at herself in the mirror. She fixed her hair and took a deep breath, unsure how things lead up to the present.
"Was I just asked on a date?" She thought to herself.
Kanon had just finished her performance, bowing to the audience before heading backstage. She smiled when she saw Mana, then ran up to him, clenching to his arm. He was startled for a second, looking down to see the cellist hugging to him. His form made no movement, and his gaze was cold. Kanon whined when he pulled away from her. He usually kept his space from her when there were paparazzi or people around, but there wasn't anyone in sight. It didn't make any sense to her.
"Did you see my performance?"
Asked Kanon with a scowl.
"I didn't stay to see the entire thing. I had an important matter to attend to.."
Mana responded.
"Well...I guess I understand. Am I staying at your house for the night?"
Kanon said with a giggle, reaching up to kiss his lips.
Mana took a step back again before she had the chance. He looked at her with a cold stare,
telling her he was busy the entire week with 'Moi Meme Moite' business.
"You haven't had time for me at all! If you keep this up, I'll leave you!"
Kanon threatened, raising her voice.
"Do what you want. I must leave now."
Mana replied before walking away to meet the car that waited for him outside.
Kanon growled, biting her tounge. Mana never walked away from her before, and the fact that he did now made her wonder what was really going on. Meanwhile, Yuudoku Garden had their instruments packed up and stayed for Kirei Theatre's after party. They were lead to the theatre's ballroom, which was set up quite nicely. They had their own table that could seat 8 people. The only other guests there were stage staff and Kanon Wakeshima. Waiters walked around and served a variety of champange and liqour, while chefs served traditional japanese cuisine. Sakai sat across from Hana while the rest of the band walked enjoyed the rest of what the ballroom had to offer.
"Were you alright before?"
Sakai asked the lead musician.
"What..yeah! Everything is alright. I just needed to relax.
I'll make sure to get Wakeshima-sama's live dvd to make it up to her.."
Hana replied with a laugh.
The guitarist gazed to her, holding to her hand with a smile. He told her how beautiful she looked tonight, and that made her giggle. She blushed, holding to his hand with a smile. Though her feelings for the lead guitarist weren't clear to her, she knew for sure he was sure as hell good looking, especially tonight. His light brown hair was teased and pulled back. Hana thought to herself how good he looked in a suit, and her gaze on him lasted a noticable 2 minutes. Sakai noticed this and sent her a curious grin.
"Something on your mind?"
He asked her.
Hana giggled again, shaking her head. Her hand gently pulled away from his grip,
and she blushed deeply, looking the guitarist in the eyes.
"Nope. Nothing. You just look good tonight.."
Hana replied with a smirk.
Sakai went wide eyed for a moment, looking around as if what he just heard was a prank of some sort. He tried to hide how flattered he felt with his deep tone of voice that even brushed against Hana's libido.
"My, my. Who are you and what have you done with Hana? Was I just flirted with?"
Sakai said teasingly.
Hana playfully hit his arm, shaking her head. She herself was surprised with her sudden flirtatious attitude towards the lead guitarist. She didn't know what any of it meant, if was even supposed to mean anything.
"What? No! Can't a woman give a man a compliment?"
Hana replied.
"You're right. My fault for assuming.."
Said Sakai with a grin, sipping a glass of champagne.
Kanon Wakeshima made a sudden entrance, taking a glass of champagne off of one of the waiter's trays,
taking a seat across from Hana once she saw her.
"Oh.. Good evening Kanon-san.."
Hana said politely.
Kanon smiled lightly and locked her gaze onto Sakai. Though the cellist had a smile on her face, she gave off an angry vibe. Fiddling with her dyed crimson locks she smiled wide at Sakai.
"Do you think you could be a gentleman and give Hana-chan and I some alone time? I'd like to talk to her about something.."
Said Kanon.
The male guitarist nodded to Kanon, getting up from his seat giving Hana a confused look. Hana shrugged but assured him it was alright, though she didn't know what was going on herself.
Kanon's smile faded then, and it made Hana nervous. The petite cellist sipped on her champagne gingerly. Her dark brown eyes never left Hana. She lightly slammed her glass on the table, wiping her lips with a handkerchief. She smiled to the female vocalist then, sighing lightly before she spoke.
"Hana-chan. I am just wondering... do you and Mana-sama...talk?"
Kanon asked her slowly.
"Talk...? uh... we have said a few words here and there if that's what you mean..."
Hana replied nervously, paranoid that she did something to provoke a questioning.
"Mm, I see.."
Kanon responded with a few nods, sipping to her drink again.
"Is there something wrong?"
Hana asked with caution.
"Well.... let's just say Mana-sama has been acting strange lately..."
Kanon replied.
"How so, Kanon-san?"
Hana asked.
"Mm... I can't say much...but I do have some advice for you....Stay away from him."
Kanon spoke in a 'polite' tone.
"Excuse me?"
Said Hana.
"I do mean that in the most honest way... I believe he has taken an interest to you... and I think that is why he hasn't been focused on his work with my album......"
Kanon stated bluntly, staring blankly at the tall vocalist.
Hana blushed deeply, feeling her heart begin to race when she remembered her encounter with Mana that wasn't more than a few hours ago. Hana sipped her own drink, nodding sheepishly.
"I hope you know where I'm coming from, Hana-chan. All I ask of you is to focus on yourself. Mana-sama is a busy man and...for now.....it is best to leave him to his work..."
The crimson haired cellist said with a smile.
"Eh...Y-yeah...I'll make sure to let him know that career comes first..j-just in case he has intentions on dating me...."
Hana spoke with a forced tone, trying to sound convincing.
"Good...Thankyou very much for your understanding....my album means alot to me and I can't make it successful without my producer. I'm glad we had this talk..Hana-chan."
Kanon spoke with a soft tone before leaving the after party.
Hana watched her leave the ballroom, shifting a bit in her seat. Sakai sat down in his previous seat once the cellist got up. He asked her if everything was alright, and Hana responded with a single nod, focused on her thoughts. She knew lying to Kanon was wrong, but keeping it from her was for the best. Or in this case, the best for Hana.
