interstellar5555 | Your heart's a mess

[The lights dim as he comes out on stage, and then they slowly focus on him and Squalo at center stage. There's no need for complicated effects, when it's a relatively direct song, from the heart- or the core, now.

He starts strumming the first few notes, certain Squalo will back him up.]

Every breath you take and every move you make
Every bond you break, every step you take, I'll be watching you
Every single day and every word you say
Every game you play, every night you stay, I'll be watching you

[Every bit of his music sounds like all the devotion in the world. And perhaps more than that, the people in attendance suddenly have the urge to start following around their crushes, significant others- the people they love in their lives.

After all, shouldn't they be watching over them?]

[ Of course he will. He's always there to back him up, isn't he? As much as he can, anyway. This song might not be quite in his usual style, but it's genuine, raw enough for him to be able to get behind it. ]

[ He's dropped the tuning of his cello for this one. It sounds better lower. Could've even gotten a bass, but nah. He takes pride in his ability to play anything on a cello like it's always had been supposed to. The melody's gentle, almost melancholic, but the rhythm stands firm. ]

[ For some reason, that feeling of devotion Genos is... inspiring all around seems to resonate in him. He leans towards a microphone, and his eyes seem to be fixed on something in the distance, his voice unusually gentle though there's still some of that signature hoarseness to it. ]

Oh, can't you see
You belong to me
I will make you bleed if you ever leave

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

[The problem, perhaps, with Genos is that he's always emotionally genuine. To a point where some, or most, people would say that he should dial it back.

But certainly nobody would say that when he's on stage.]

Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace
I dream at night, I can only see your face
I look around but it's you I can't replace
I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
I keep crying, "Baby, baby, please"

[An intense pang of loneliness with the feeling of being groundless over the audience. What is he supposed to do, how is he supposed to think about anything other than Saitama now? The strongest desire to be by their lover's side washes over them. A wish to be in their bed, in their arms- he wants everything, and that's reflected right back on to anyone listening.]

Oh can't you see
You belong to me
You would make me bleed if you ever leave

[His version of that verse is slightly different- a little more true to himself. He needs Saitama- needed Saitama- If he were pushed away he has no idea what he would do with himself. Like this, he's exceedingly vulnerable.]

Every fight you take
Every bone you break
Every lie you state
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

[The flash of a memory, vague and muddled when it's distributed between so many people. In it, a bald man in a yellow jumpsuit punching out what seems to be a gigantic sea monster.

A flash of him confessing that he was taking credit for someone else's work.

And at last the feeling that the caped man was definitely, absolutely lying. The only reason that monster went down was because of that man.]

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[ He probably should, in daily life, at least. Otherwise he might get hurt. And we don't want that. ]

[ For the chorus, he'll sing together with Genos, their voices pitched just differently enough to harmonize as usual, making each other stand out more. If he was still feeling any scepticism before, it's gone now; he believes every word, and vaguely wonders if it's Genos' doing. ]

Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace
I dream at night, I can only see your face
I look around but it's you I can't replace
I feel so cold and I long for your embrace --

[ Oh yes, he can definitely feel a face. Feel a warm presence. He refuses, though. Refuses to look at that face or acknowledge it. ]

[The feelings that are coming through- it's entirely Genos' fault.]
--I keep crying, "Baby, baby, please"

[Come back to him, let him be with you again. The label has a firm hold on his head, his heart- well that's a little more iffy.]

Oh can't you see
You belong with me
You would make me bleed if you ever leave

[Please, please don't leave him- don't make Genos leave either. Just keep their loved ons by their side, and hold on to that relationship as tightly as they can.]

[ Damn it, Genos. He came out to have a fun time and is feeling so emotional right now. ]

[ Come back to him. He remembers this sensation. From one of the... visions, one of the first ones he's had. This and the cold, all the more dreadful when it replaced that usual fire-like warmth. Ice -- ]

[ No, goddammit, these magic tricks are meant for the audience. Don't fall for it. ]

[ As the words stop, the melody he's playing grows more intricate, leading up to the end of the song. ]

[Squalo's not the only one affected by Genos' singing- The front row is definitely starting to tear up.

A part of Genos wants to start crying too, but he can't do that while he's on stage, that's unprofessional.]

Every fight you take
Every bone you break
Every lie you state
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

I'll be watching you
Every fight you take and every bone you break
Every lie you state, every claim you state

[And again, that strong feeling of utter devotion to the person he's singing about. He'll always, always want to be by Saitama's side, will always be on his side, no matter what lies he gives to the public.]

[ He's probably less affected than the rest -- but the fact that these are way too familiar to his own feelings is definitely not helping him resist it as much as usual. ]

Every fight you take, every bone you break
Every lie you state, every claim you state --

[ His eyes close, a plethora of images washing over as his fingers gently move over the fretboard by feeling alone, every note feeling so incredibly natural. He remembers what that person feels like, patches of rough, scarred skin, hotter to the touch than most people. He remembers an overwhelming, powerful presence which he chose to follow. Truly, utter devotion feels like something that's been his every day life -- ]

[ In a world that's never been. ]

[ His voice is almost gentle on that last line, so unusual for him. ]

-- I'll be watching you.

Every game you play, every night you stay
Every move you make, every vow you break
Every smile you fake, every claim you stake
Every single day and every word you say
Every game you play, every night you stay
I'll be watching you

[The person he's given himself to. Saitama- Saitama the strongest person he's ever known, the most amazing person he's ever met. His sheer belief in the man to come through in any situation.

He'd follow a command from Saitama with no hesitation.]

[ Ah, yes. All those feelings. So familiar. The only thing he can't connect to is the image of some baldy that conjures up in his mind. That's the part that helps him snap out of it, actually. Nah, that's not the guy he'd take a bullet for or from -- but he does look a little familiar. Hasn't he met an egghead like that recently in a gig? ]

[ Wait... wait. Does that mean that Genos' special person is here in Vista City as well? More importantly, was he actually the one that hurt him -- or maybe that was just those goddamn ghosts trying to mess with their minds more than usual? It seems likely, considering the amount of loyalty Genos still seems to be feeling. ]

[ Obviously, he'll keep an eye on him. Just in case. ]

[ He continues playing, once again doing a splendid job at framing the other's voice, though his feelings are... kind of jambled. Such a seemingly simple song, and yet he feels emotionally exhausted already. ]

Your heart's a mess

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