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//"Nothing to gain."

My song is missing. all of my songs are missing.
I've searched all of my journals and they are also missing, I slept in the studio working on my music and when I awoke this morning everything was missing, the only thing left was my blue fountain pen and my guitar case, my guitar on the case beside me, but my work was all gone. I got out my cell phone and was almost hysterical, my heart beat was racing and the wrath inside of me aflame, I wanted there to be an explanation for this, there had to be, I sent everyone a massive text asking if they had seen it. I rushed outside the corridor and asked Maria if she had seen anyone go into my studio but she wasn't there.I had come back last night to get all my songs from my office, but eveything was gone. I ran up to Saki's office, he was busy in call and not surprised to see me. "Yes, yes, move them to the vault, she just walked in." I felt something entirely wrong with this,  to have the clearance but he told me to calm down and search the recording room before I start accusing anyone of anything. "I am not crazy, I came this morning to get all my things from the office and all my songs and Seiko's composition's are nowhere to be found,  Saki says they're his, I don't understand, Michio, Please!" "What!?" he was alarmed, and seconds later Saki picked the phone up, and I had two large men standing on either side, "Take her out, she's no longer an employee here," With that he coldly turned his chair and I was taken to my office to collect my personal things, I made them help me with Seiko and Tomo's things, Ering never left anything in there, he never trusted them and now I know why. I didn't know what to do, I headed straight to the one place I felt like home, Loversoul Music & Associates Records, a company that wouldn't approve us, Michio's associates didn't want an indies band with no ties to Japanese Music industry, and Saki offered to get us started, everything seemed fine, but I did suspect something when we were writting songs and were told our release dates were being pushed back for more events. Not even Michio could have seen this coming, but they used us to write songs for them and then kick us out, our careers were started, they did their job now they are taking what they paid for, talent. I rushed down back to the lobby Michio was there on his cell phone on hsi way out, he hung up his phone and rushed over to me, I had left the rest of the things in the car with Bunny, "Charlotte, you should have waited for me,"
"I know, but I was just so confused, Michio he can't do that can he?"
He looked at me, and in that way he once looked at me in the park telling me that he couldn't reciprocate my feelings, I saw him unfourtunately telling me, "Yes, he can." I felt an electrified shiver run over me, almost like a shock of numbness, "He is using an excuse int he contract you signed, but if I know Saki, he might have added that to your contracts, I'm having  my finest lawyers look into it, I need to go now. "Michio, but why you?" his eyes became somber, "I'm am to blame, I beckoned you guys to trust him."


 and Haruka was also there. seeing him there talking on his phone with a smile on his face, oblivious to me, he got into an elevator and the door closed just as Michio called me to come over to him, he was now talking to the security gaurd I had talked to earlier. "Come on, we're gonna see who sent in there this morning." Behind the lobby there was a door we  wen tin lead by the gaurd and monitors  in a darkened space were revealed to be aligned symetrycally showing in each screen a different point of surveillance within the building. "If anything happened it should be here.", Michio placed his hand on my shoulder and I tried to stay calm just nodding my head persistently as he pulled up the file for  the night before to early in the morning, in full cobalt blue hues I watch myself go into the corridor I had my guitar with me and was talking on the phone, I looked really thin, hmmm I wasn't proud of that . further more people rushing through the corridor, no one stopping at my door, hours passed by in the fast forwarding, I was still in the room I never came out, then suddenly at 5.23 there was something. It was Nana.
"Ryuusei-Chan?" The security was astounded.  Nana, without a doubt, it was my friend Nana, whom earlier this week slapped me into a wall giving me a huge headache after finding out that I was spending my nights with Haruka, it hasn't been a good time for me without Masake, but after Haruka told me to make a choice I chose to run away from him again, and back to Masake. After Paris I wasn't sure if I could trust him, but I lost our Dove too, maybe if I had the means I'd also snort my problems away. Nana called me so many names, a whore a backstabber, and those were the nice ones. Haruka broke up with her then, she slapped him as well and then said "Michio..."
Michio's face was angered, his eyes were fierce, he closed his lids and took a deep breath and with it my heart sank. I could not believed that she took anything." Is there a camera inside the room, maybe she didn't take..." But the security had already pulled it up and was screening it, it was rushing me playing my guitar pacing about the room looking out the window going into the bathroom the recording room writing and finally going to sleep on the couch, Nana came in and walked over to me, she hesitated to wake me and looked at the pages on the table, she sat there reading each one of them, and finally took everything and put it in my bag, she took it all and then she disappeared from the screen. It was true then, I turned to Michio but he had already walked out the door it slammed behind him and I was frozen, The security guard wasn't sure what to do either, he just told me to get out and I did so. why would Nana do that? Why would she go as far as to even take my bag, what does she want from me, why is she so...
I decided to sit in the lobby, Masake was on his way and so were the rest of my band who had been waiting for my music. I was so upset and trying to call Nana but she wasn't picking up,  not my number at least, I heard her "busy line" message a few times,and then nothing, maybe she turned off her phone. Michio had called and asked me to stay there and not make any movements to not draw media attention. I felt so betrayed, I didn't know what to do, just sit here and do nothing, I stared at the fish tank in the middle of the lobby as I laid in a ball on one of the couches, I wanted to scream in this clean and cold place, what could I do when the one who stole a part of my soul is someone I once thought was my close friend, no, maybe there was a reason for her...I am in denial, and I am lost i do not know what to feel. "Penny Dove," a string pulled, my name was called, my eyes batted and Masake behind me wrapped his arms around my neck, his warmth calmed me a bit but I completely lost control and just cried. "Don't cry pretty girl, it'll be okay."
No one found Nana, her manager didn't know either, but there was something he did know, her contract was terminated earlier that day, she was mad because they wouldn't agree to her terms and she told them she would go some other place with a better deal. Michio was tired of her drama and was happy to get rid of her, after what happened with her me and Haruka, I thought it would be over, but since I got pregnant with Masake's child in Paris when I left, I didn't know what to do, my heart wanted Haruka, but it also didn't hesitate to run back to Masake, and I can say I am happier with him now. Masake took me to our new apartment I suppose after I fell asleep again, I didn't even see the band since I was mess and Masake thought it would be better to take me away. Finally, I was getting out of the shower and putting on one of his shirts, it was Nana. I answered it hesitantly, "You have some nerve calling me," my blood boiled then, I tried t contain it, I needed ot know why she did this, "Why Nana, Why!?"  I heard the front door opened and Masake called me, "Charlotte come here," but Nana kept talking, " Charlotte, just shut up for a minute, I need to tell you that-" But I didn't want to hear it, "What? that you took something of mine, that you creeped in when I was sleeping and stole my song!?" Masake came in Michio behind him, I was fighting back the angry tears and shook my head at Michio who wanted to come towards me, "What song? I keep hearing about this, but I don't know what's going on! Charlotte I didn't do it." I didn't believe her, who else would have that hairstyle, those clothes that grudge against me. "You had no right Nana, I thought we were friends." she laughed cynically, Masake was at the doorway, he looked concerned and I placed my hand to him to stop there, "Friends? Oh Charlotte, you put an end to that,  but I would never do something this horrible to anyone." her voice was coarse, and hostile, but also...something else was she horrible that she's still laughing, I could believe it. I had just seen her, my temper caught the best of me and I ook it out on the person responsible."What do you mean? you're on the tape Nana, it's YOU We all SAW YOU!"  There was silence, Michio put his hand on my shoulder, but then I heard it, weeping, Nana was crying. "It wasn't me, It wasn't!!" The phone went silent after a click, and I threw the phone into the wall in anger, "I don't understand this" I let out a scream and just then Michio's phone rang,  he looked ghostly, and then picked it up, "Yeah? Ahh... put him through immidiately," I wanted to throw up, but Masake knew me better than I knew myself, he hurriedly took me to the bathroom and pulled my hair back as I lifted the poceline lid and unleased all the food Masake tried so hard to make me swallow earlier today. I was shaking, but he held on to me as I realized something. Nana didn't take my song, I knew her, and the way she talked to me is not the way someone who has commited a sin talks, I know, because I'd been around that kind of person for  along time.

It was all over the news the next day, a Low end company named  Genima Copywright, the assosciate of TofuGood and Sakura Song Records had planned this coordinated taking of songs, it wasn't just Nana, but Zetsubou Nation, Ameri, Metanne, Oska, Zuzammen, 2Reel, and a few more artists who were screwed. Immidiately a law suit was filed by both Record companies, and I found myself giving a testimony in a public trial which Genima could not avoid. Their flaw was in the tape of the girl dressed as Nana. That outfit was stolen from her room a disguise to infiltrate both companies, and take the original scores, and any new ones without being seen so that they can put our stamps in a contract and say we gave it to them. But they didn't know something, , she claimed she had written it and given it to me for revisions which she provided a document with my signature on it. Micho's lawyers were working now to take them to court,  the jury and judge were all out of the public view and the matter was being settled privately, the case about the song continued to be debunked because Nana provided previous version's she claimed to had wirtten herself without my help, During this time I just felt like I was plummeting further down a hole I had dug for myself. I just had to kiss Haruka, I just had to take his hand, I had to follow those eyes of his, did I?
Masake was beside me now, and I had awaken from a sad dream, it turned my stomach and I rushed to the bathroom to throw it up, but there was nothing, I have been taking mostly my pre meds and protein drinks, I couldn't eat anything since the whole trial began and I didn't want to think it possible. The rest of the band was really angry, even thoguh we were on hiatus because of Seiko's Marriage and child birthing, this was our comeback, and she stole it from us, she cried as well, we had more songs, but this one, this was my first song I wrote all by myself, she loved it, but because it wasn't my voice, it was perveted in her eyes.

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