Drops of Jupiter

Sora "Jun" Kaname, an artistic teacher at the academy, had a day off, so he decided he'd take a walk into town. It was a gray day. Not raining, not snowing, and the sun wasn't beating down on him. He liked days like this. It was a calming sort of weather as he walked into a nearby cafe. He ordered his usual mocha with extra whipped cream and extra chocolate. After he paid for the drink, he took a seat near one of the windows, at a small table meant for two people. He looked around, surveying the crowd before humming one of his favorite songs to himself. It was called 'Drops of Jupiter' and it was performed by a band called Train. It had been a while since he heard it, but he still remembered all the words and his rhythm was perfect. After a few minutes, he heard the barrista calling from behind the counter.

"Mocha, extra cream, extra chocolate!"

As he stood, he wasn't paying much attention to whoever else was around him, and nearly tripped on the way to the counter. He liked his coffee sweet and this one was pretty much it for him. His guitar case swayed a bit behind him as he moved, stopping only once he reached his destination.

Sora was having such a nice day, and this woman that bumped into him was rather nice as well.

"Well, I'll let you off, but only if you tell me your name."

He said so coyly as another coffee of the same kind was called out.

"Wait, don't tell me, you too? Quite the coincidence. Kinda makes sense though, sweet coffee for such a sweet girl. By chance, would you mind sitting with me this morning? I'd love the chance to get to know you."

As he said this, he grabbed both coffees and handed one to her.

"Name's Jun, by the way. Used to play guitar for a band called Grimm."

He started walking to his table for two near the window, hoping she would follow.

"Lina, huh, it's a nice name for someone as beautiful as yourself."

He chuckled a bit as she asked him why he didn't perform anymore.

"Oh, that's a bit of a long story. But, I suppose I can tell you. I quit the band when I heard about the academy. My band-mates were all Grimoire mages. That is to say, they chanted incantations from magical texts in order to perform magic. Well, except our drummer. He was a monk, chanted sutras and stuff for his abilities. I remember this time that he saved me from an angry fan, mispronounced a barrier spell, and lost his ability to speak as a result."

He laughed a bit more as he thought about it.

"So, what about you? How did such a pretty girl end up in a place like this?"

"Well, he drums all the same. Just needs a notepad to say anything. As for what brought me here, I wanted to impart some of my knowledge to the next generation. Let them know about the beauty of music."

Now that he thought about it, that was pretty honest of him.

"Speaking of which, you just reminded me of a song that I used to listen to. It's a nice one actually. Would you mind letting me sing it for you?"

This was it, his time to shine, and let this girl know just how good of an artist he was.

"And if you don't like it, then your next coffee is on me."

"Well, if you love the song, then maybe the two of us could go out sometime. Does that sound alright to you?"

As he said this, Sora made his way to the extremely short stage that was more like a palate or two on the floor in the nearby corner, and tested the mic before lowering it and pulling up a chair. He uncased his acoustic guitar and started playing the notes as he remembered them. the ones at the beginning had been adapted from piano notes.

"~Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's a time to change, hey, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

But tell me, did you sail across the sun?
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated?

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star–
One without a permanent scar?
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey, hey (mmm)
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey, hey, hey (yeah)

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as plainol'Jane Toldastoryaboutaman whowastooafraidtofly soheneverdidland

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way?
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind?
Was it everything you wanted to find?
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken?
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance, five-hour phone conversation?
The best soy latte that you ever had and me

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way?

And tell me, did you sail across the sun?
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated?

And tell me, did you fall for a shooting star,
One without a permanent scar?
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself?

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

And did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day?
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na
And did you fall for a shooting star, fall for a shooting star?
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na
And now you're lonely looking for yourself out there.~"

As the song ended, he played a few more chords before getting up and recasing his guitar. When he got back to the table, he asked Lina...

"So, what did you think?"