Story: From a Place You're not There
Chapter 1: Yamada Ryosuke
Paring: YamaJima
Genre: Mystery, Fluff, Angst, Tragedy(not decided yet.)
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Summary: A mysterious forest, a mysterious voice.
A/N: It's an attempt to really write a multiple chaptered story, and I really hope to complete this story! anyway, this story was inspired by listening to too many Vocaloid songs, esp. Kagamine Rin & Kagamine Len's. One example would be this. Enjoy the story and please comment! :D




Looking around him, mist covered the scenery, and Ryosuke was unable to make out what was before him. As the sun shimmered down, he realised that he was in a forest. Tall trees, cover with moss and ferns. The dew sparkled like diamonds as they reflected the Sun's light rays. The fresh smell of rain lingered in the air, as Ryosuke started to wonder around bare footed.

The warmth and softness of the forest floor made it easy for him to move around bare footed. He wonders if he was currently in a dream. The last thing he remembered was that he was in school, doing basketball. He shrugged it off as he pretty much enjoyed being here instead of school.

Soft notes of a voice followed the wind and that perked up Ryosuke's interest. A song that he vaguely know of, a voice that he'd heard before but who's voice is it? The name was some where hidden in his mind, and he unconsciously found himself moving towards the source of this mysterious voice.

Walking deeper into the forest while following the voice, he found himself facing a wall that has no boundaries. Placing his ears on the wall, he heard a faint heart beat. 'That must mean that the person is somewhere against the wall." Following the wall, he came to a spot where the voice is the loudest.

It was then that he realised that he had his bag with him. Pulling out a piece of paper and pen, he quickly scribbled a note, 'Your voice is really pretty. Why are you at the other side of the wall?', and he fold it into an airplane, throwing it over the wall.

After a few moments, he heard the sound of paper unfolding, and followed by that, an airplane flew over the wall, and softly landed onto his hands.

The note wrote, 'Thank you. I thought my voice wouldn't reach anyone's heart anymore.' That puzzled Ryosuke. Where is he exactly? This felt real enough. The warmth radiating for the Sun, the dew against his bare foot. Looking back at the note he recieved from the person on the other side, he muses over the person's handwriting, and trying to figure out what kind of person is he.

Probably a guy, maybe a carefree one at that. His hands smoothen the crease on the paper. Tracing slowly over the characters, he listened to the voice again, and was lulled to sleep.

When he woke up, he found himself lying in the sick bay. "You're finally awake! You got knocked in the head quite hard in your class's friendly game of basketball." The nurse smiled at him as she handed him a leave from class slip. He took it and muttered a thank you before running out of the room. As he pocketed the slip, he found a piece of paper in his pocket.

That was weird because he was sure that there wasn't any paper in there before, not to mention that he didn't remember keeping any papers there. As he pulled open the paper and glance over its content, his eyes widen.

It was the piece of paper that flew across the wall. It was the note that the person gave him.

There was a tug in his heart, as tears wielded up in his eyes for some unknown reasons. He felt relieved, that the person was real, and not only a part of his sub-consciousness.

And for the rest of the day, he gave everyone his best smile, and the piece of note was kept neatly in his file.

But he didn't know that, this piece of note was only the one of the many that would come, and this was the turning point of his life, where something was about to happen.

-Chapter 1, Owari-

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