Prologue May2nd,1998 The death of HIDE
On that day, YOSHIKI was sitting in his Lexus,on the driver seat.Normally,his cars are driven by his assistant or secretary,while he sits on the rear seat. The reason is that in his business, he always calls or gets called, he can't enjoy the leisure time even sitting in car. But that day was quite abnormal. He had plenty of time, because the recording would start till the night and there wasn't emergency on his hand either.
It takes only 30 minutes by highway to reach the stadio located in the North Hollywood, however on that day YOSHIKI unconventionally chose a common road to drive on. In the evening of May 1st ,1998, the sky of Los Angeles was still bright, and the warm sunshine could get through the windows of car. Overlooking the blue sky in front of his eyes,YOSHIKI enjoyed the transient funny time of driving.
The mobile in car suddenly rang.
Not many persons knowing that number, so when YOSHIKI answered the phone, he spontaneously thought it should be his American secretary Emmy.
"Hello, this is YOSHIKI."
TO his surprise, the voice in the other side on phone was a young stuff of his stadio rather than Emmy.
"What’s the matter?"
Before YOSHIKI's further inquiry, the stuff continually said "I got this phone number from Emmy. There was an emergent call from Japan. It was really urgent. Please call back to this number.
That number belongs to one of YOSHIKI’s well familiar friend.
Hearing the nervous voice of his stuff, YOSHIKI lost the blue sky in front of his eyes.
"Emergency..."
Is it possible that his families or stuffs had some trouble? Or maybe it was the matter in business. Hang up the phone,YOSHIKI dialed to someone familiar.
"What happened?"YOSHIKI listened carefully.
"In this morning, HIDE has passed away."
Maybe his friend told him something else,but YOSHIKI couldn't hear anything. He even forgot when the conversation was ended.
Has HIDE died?
The news that he heard just now kept echoing in YOSHIKI's mind. So he lost his direction.
HIDE has died...

