🌟🤝: A Request
Morning light streamed through the windows of COSMIC PRODUCTION. Saegusa Ibara sat at his desk, surrounded by schedules and documents, when the door opened with a sharp knock.
Standing there were Raito Hikari and Tsuki Kuroi.
Ibara: "Polar Opposites. What brings you here?"
Raito stepped forward, his usual bright expression softening into something earnest.
Raito: "Ibara-senpai... Tsuki and I were wondering... could we do a collaboration with MaM?"
Ibara blinked. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms.
Ibara: "...Madara Mikejima?"
Tsuki: "He helped us yesterday. Protected us. And..." He paused, his voice steady and firm. "...We want to return the favor."
Ibara studied them. No jokes, no scandals—just two idols asking not for fame, but to pull someone else into the light.
Ibara: "You know he refuses collaborations unless it 'speaks to his soul'."
Raito: "Then we'll make it speak! We'll sing about family! And found connections! And how sometimes..." He grinned widely. "...even loud Mamas need someone who checks on them first!"
Tsuki: "He pretends he's fine alone. But if anyone understands that act... it's us."
Ibara exhaled through his nose. He picked up his tablet and began typing rapidly.
Subject: Emergency Collaboration Proposal - Polar Opposites × MaM
Purpose: Stop one man from disappearing into metaphorical storm clouds while pretending everything is sunshine.
He hit send. On his desk, the tiny sun and moon plushies sat side by side.
Ibara: "Fine. But if this turns into another city-wide photo leak..." He pointed sharply at them. "...You're cleaning every dressing room until graduation."
Raito: "YES SIR!" 🎉
Tsuki: "Understood." 🌙
Somewhere far away, Madara Mikejima paused mid-step. He looked up at the sky, as if hearing a whisper carried on the wind, and smiled wider than he had in months.
🖤📡: Silent Approval
At NEW DIMENSION, Arata Mototsugi read the message on his screen.
"Emergency Collaboration Proposal - Polar Opposites × MaM"
He pulled up Madara's profile.
Status: Elusive. Self-reliant. Pretends he doesn't miss people.
Arata: "...You idiot."
It wasn't said with anger. It was the quiet ache of someone who understood. They had stood on similar stages once, choosing solitude over belonging.
Arata: "Running everywhere... acting like you're everyone's mother... but refusing to let anyone be yours."
He typed a reply.
"Ibara. Approve it." ✅
"Tell them... tell him we're rooting for Mama too." 🌐🖤📻
🌧️💧: Rainy Days
Weeks passed. Raito and Tsuki practiced relentlessly. One afternoon, caught in a sudden downpour, they laughed as they tried to shelter under a single umbrella.
Raito: "Hah-haha—Tsuki, I'm stuck!"
He had slipped and fallen backward into a puddle, flailing his legs like an overturned turtle.
Tsuki looked down with the dignity of a disappointed moon god, then silently offered his hand.
Tsuki: "...You're hopeless."
Raito: "But you like me anyway."
Tsuki turned away quickly, ears turning pink.
Tsuki: "Only because I'd never hear the end of it from Mama if you caught pneumonia."
Dripping wet, they entered the rehearsal hall. Inside, they found a duffel bag, a half-eaten stick of dango, and a familiar coat draped over the piano.
BOOM.
The door flew open.
Madara: "MY SUN AND MOON BABIES!!"
He swept them up instantly, lifting both off the ground in a bone-crushing hug that smelled of rain and warmth.
Madara: "Much better. Now you look less like little drowned puppies~ And I look like somebody threw a water balloon at me. Worth it! Hugs are the best medicine—scientifically proven!"
Tsuki: "Says the man who thinks singing in the bathroom is therapy."
Madara: "It is! Very good for vocal health!"
🎵✨: Harmony
The music began—a gentle piano melody that swelled into a steady, powerful beat.
Raito:
"I shine bright—but not alone!
You're my shadow in the glow~"
Tsuki:
"Not just silence... not just cold...
I follow where your light goes..."
Their voices intertwined perfectly. Then—
Madara:
🔥 "I may wander far and wide~
But when you call—I'm right there by your side!"
He leaped into formation, knowing every step, every note. He had watched every practice video, memorized every line—not for glory, but because they made him feel seen.
Madara:
"No need to hide that you're breaking inside~
Mama sees it all—and I won't let you fall tonight!"
The dance ended with the three of them standing shoulder to shoulder, a triangle of light against the dark.
Raito: "...We should name this song 'Mama's Lullaby.'" 🌟🍼
Madara: (Covering his face, laughing through tears) "...Brats. You absolute brats..." 💔💞✨
🍼🌍: You're Not Alone
The night of the live performance arrived. Backstage, the air was electric.
Tsuki walked up to Madara and held out a sheet of paper.
Tsuki: "This is for you."
Madara read the title: "You're Not Alone (Mama's Anthem)" 🌍💫🍼
His hands trembled.
Tsuki: "Because someone needs to remind Mama that he's loved too."
Raito: "And who better than your own moon-and-sun babies?" ✨☀️🌙
Madara pulled them into a tight hug, his voice thick with emotion.
Madara: "...Thank you."
Madara: "Alright! Now let's go make them cry!"
They stepped onto the stage together—into the light, into the roar of ten thousand voices.
Raito: "You know the night feels heavy sometimes..."
Tsuki: "But even shadows don't walk alone."
Madara: 🔥 "AND IF YOU FALL—I'LL BE THERE TO CARRY YOU HOME~!"
The song surged with power and raw emotion.
Madara:
🍼🔥 "No blood binds us... but something stronger does. ✨💥
We choose each other! And THAT is enough."
The crowd chanted his name like a prayer. Backstage, Ibara watched with clenched fists, and Arata murmured into the darkness.
Arata: "...Idiots. All of you beautiful idiots." 😌🖤
🌌💞: A Constellation of Idols
Word had spread. They had all come.
Not for work, but because the music pulled them in. The hallway backstage became a galaxy of stars:
- Eden, Valkyrie, 2wink, Crazy:B watched with soft smiles.
- fine stood watching; even Eichi admitted the arrangement was brilliant.
- Trickstar, RYUSEITAI, UNDEAD, AKATSUKI, Switch, ALKALOID, and Knights had all gathered.
They didn't demand autographs. They offered high-fives, nods, and quiet presence.
You're not alone anymore.
🌟🌙☀️: Family
The stage went dark, then a single spotlight bloomed for Polar Opposites.
Raito: "We started this because I didn't want to lose someone important... But we ended up gaining so much more."
Tsuki: "...We used to think strength meant carrying everything alone." He looked toward Madara in the wings. "...He taught us it's okay... to let someone carry you."
A warm breeze swept through the arena, and dozens of glowing paper stars floated down from the ceiling—launched by their friends and rivals alike.
Each star bore the words:
🌟 "家族 by 愛" — Family by Love
Raito: "See? We're not even special anymore."
Tsuki: "...No." ✨
Tsuki: "We're something better. We're family."
The music swelled gently, and every idol present sang harmony from backstage, weaving their voices together across agencies and pride.
Raito:
🎤 "Sometimes you think you'll be fine by yourself...
🎤 'Cause a dream is a wish that you make all alone..."
Tsuki:
🎤 "It's easy to feel like you don't need help...
🎤 But it's harder to walk on your own..."
Tsuki:
🎤 "...You'll change inside... when you realize...
🎤 ...you were never really... alone." 🌙💫
Raito reached out and took Tsuki's hand. Some songs aren't about solos. They are about finding harmony in the places where you were broken, stitched back together by love louder than loneliness ever was.
To be continued... ✨🎵☀️🌙🍼