SIMFONY FOR SAYOO
April 22nd, 2007 ...
Shinjuku Cemetery
Yuri Nohana stared at the 38 tombstones neatly in front of her in deep silence and sorrow. His heart seemed to be depressed from all directions and without realizing the tears had filled the corner of his eyes.Aizawa Asano, Tomochi Murai, Chisato Murai, Daisuke Sagara, Eiri Naomi, Aoi Hotada, Frances Feordorovna, Garver Eonelly ... Yuri walked around the sculpted names on the tombstones while looking at him one by one. They are extraordinary and talented people. Their hands have offered hundreds of beautiful and compelling tones.
Yuri has had a fascinating memory as she and these people together offer beautiful and wonderful tones of concertes with sparkling lights and great curtains. There is an amazing yearning that is crawling over Yuri's heart. When he was in the middle of the stage and all eyes were on him. Then his fingers began to move swiftly on the keys in front of him. He toyed with the audience through his fingers. All the spectators were drugged, clucking in amazement and the roar of applause filled the room as he pressed the last key. Yuri can still feel it even after 18 years have passed it and she tried to keep it. Fukushima Hattori, Hayashibe Nanako, Sayoko Nohana ... Yuri stopped his steps. He can still hear the sound of violin sayoko slicing his heart ...
Symphony For Sayoko
April 15, 1989 ...
Auditorium room was very grand. Four Crystal lights hung firmly on it. The white four-meter white pillars stood firmly in the corners of the room. Hundreds of red chairs lined up like a crescent moon, fully occupied by spectators. The auditorium room is now crowded. Everyone can not wait for the concerto from Tokyo Sonata Orchestra. Tokyo Sonata Orchestra has undoubtedly presented their glorious game during concertos in Europe last month. Songs * Eine Kleine NacthMusic and * Divertimento success they bring. And for the umpteenth time Yuri was a little nervous. He read endlessly in front of him. Symphony No.11 he should bring perfectly thoughtnya.Ia and para
shattered and destroyed. There is no sign of life. He saw dozens of bodies
overlapping into one.
"Please ..," he said weakly. "Is there anything that can hear me ... Anyone please answer me," He tried to stand with the last remaining strength. He groped all the bodies he encountered, trying to look for signs of life other than himself. And finally he saw one living person. Moving in agony.
"Y-yurichan !!" Sayoko approached Yuri who whimpered weakly.
"Sick ... my head hurts" Sayoko whimpered weakly.
"Let's get up Yurichan, we have to get out of here" Sayoko tried his best to drag Yuri out of the Bus.
"S-sayoko" Yuri can not say anything more. He has no power. His whole body seemed to be missing her and for the second time the darkness covered her.
April 22nd, 2007 ...
Shinjuku Cemetery
"Do you know what I want Sayoko?" Yuri looked sadly in front of Sayoko's tomb overgrown with yellowish green grass. The headstone was unmoved. Yuri almost every year to talk to him.
"Tired?" Yuri asked. "You must be bored with what I always tell you, always every year like that. Maybe you're tired of my weeping and tired of seeing me talking like a fool !! "Yuri's screams made some sparrows perched on the trees.
April 22, 1989
Yokohama Border
Yuri opened her eyes, the voice was too foreign to her. A humming sound around his ears and the sunlight blinding his eyes and for a moment he had to close his eyes again. The sound of the hum was louder and made him awake again. He opened his eyes and at that moment his body hurt. His body was covered with wounds. And his legs seemed to be missing from him. He is on the edge of the forest. He should still be on the bus.
He wanted to remember what happened, the bus rolled into the abyss, the sound of screams, and many of the dead around him, and Sayoko ... He clearly realized that Sayoko was beside him just moments ago in the bus. I have to look for him He is moving his body right now. With all his strength he tries .. He wants to scream in despair but no sound comes out. He is just a body without meaning. And the sound of the buzz becomes a friend in sadness.
Either a few hours he lay there without being able to do anything and suddenly his strength reappeared. I had to try to get up and find Sayoko. With all his energy he finally managed to stand up. His legs creaked horribly as he tried to walk. Apparently his left leg was broken.
Yuri tried to drag her body a few meters and finally she saw Sayoko was curled up helplessly. "Sayoko !!". Yuri approached Sayoko with difficulty.Sayoko curled up while holding his chest. He seems to have difficulty breathing. Sayoko asthma sufferers.
"O-my medicine," Sayoko pointed to the bus that rolled a few feet down beside them. Yuri could not say anything. He saw Sayoko moaning and mumbling as he mumbled to get his medicine.
"Sorry ... you will not get the medicine Sayoko, I'm sorry," Yuri hugged Sayoko. There was no guilty tears running from his eyes.
"Medicine ... my medicine" Sayoko moaned unconsciously. He was getting harder to breathe. His hand that held Sayoko tightly became weaker.
In the end the regret came. In the middle of the silent forest Yuri could only hear her cry. He realized that another life had left him. So he cried for a moment.
April 22nd, 2007 ...
Shinjuku Cemetery
Yuri stood in front of Sayoko's grave while clutching the violin in her hand. Then a few minutes later she began to play beautiful tones in the center of the cemetery. Yuri realized that Symphony no.1 is different from before. He is not alone. He can feel the Tokyo Sonata Orchestra players around him. Aizawa Asano, Tomochi Murai, Chisato Murai, Daisuke Sagara, Eiri Naomi, Aoi Hotada, Frances Feordorovna ... they will always be in Yuri's heart. Smoothly and beautifully. And he finally realizes that this No.1 Symphony is for Sayoko. Do you know what I want Sayoko? (Finally)
