((I hearts this song! The plot in here, besides the whole newscast thing, is my idea, something I'd always wanted to do for a cover or parody of this song. Now I get to use it! :D
By the way, this is for the cute lil' CanPan lover, @playingwithmagic !! Enjoy!))

((Oh, yes, angst ahead. YOU BEEN WARNED
*disapears into a puff of gas form dr.pepper*))

Kiku sat still as the make-up department made a few last adjustments to his hair, listening to the chatter of the news office. The camera crew adjusted all the angles, the lighting department argued with them, and the directors did... What ever they do, drink coffee?
Finally, someone shouted, "we're on in ten!" and Kiku was rushed in front of the camera, picking up his papers as the man just reached one, counting.
"This is an emergency broadcast."Kiku said.
"Listen closely."
And he looked at his papers, and began reciting, albeit very reluctantly.

"The count of civilians with a broken heart,

Goes up around twelve million a year,

Approximately 23.4 are rejected every minute, as is set by our stats.

And so, at the very moment that we speak,

At a place somewhere in the land of Japan,

A precious love is being rest now and

We believe that it needs a national response.

Note that,

The calculations used

And the statistics with which we make do,

And the numbers listed in the program,

Are nonexistent and affect a few."
--
Kiku sat at home, on the floor with his glasses on, as he watched himself on TV, reporting this news, as he sighed, thinking out loud. He watches himself, emotionless, report this unhelpful news, while worrying for his country.
The women were too picky, the men too shy, if only... If only they took chances they might be able...
And those poor broken hearts, and the people that made the mistake to not take a risk and at least try, even if out of pity, and now regret it...
The people like him and--
He stopped his thoughts, shaking off the grief.
He looked at his feet, beginning to convey his thoughts aloud.

"Imagine if your choice to love the person that you like,

Could save another love that without you would just have died?

Well then that love of yours could very well be able to

Change the world forever..."

He looked up.

"It might just be a possibility."

--
Kiku looked out the window, as he passed that one stone, and waved.
--
"Five, four, three, two, one! Action!"

Kiku stood by the slide, reading again.

"For example, if I am male and there's a girl,

Who just appears in front of me sometime,

Steals away the beating heart inside my chest,

Then just leaves me all out on my own--"

Kiku looked at the slide, and choked as he saw the pictures transform into him and--
He quickly recovered, and kept reading, though shakily.

"Naturally, I would then be a troubled soul,

Red and unable to proper work,

Then the average work progress,

Would drop until it was below the average percent."

He took a breath, trying not to let the memories flood him.

"Again, note that,

The calculations used,

That we've made,

In our clip room,

Yes, the formation of the mentioned numbers,

Are nonexistent and aff-ect a few."

His voice cracked and he took in a breath, not even caring as a tear dropped onto the desk, too busy slamming his hands onto and gripping it.

"Imagine if your choice to love a person that you like,

Could not at all save any love that even with you died,

Well then, that love of yours would not be able to,

Change the world forever...

BUT ACTUALLY IT COULD!"

Kiku looked up, doing something he thought he never would, not seeing the camera lens, or the surprised crew. Only seeing him.
Matthew.
His laugh, his grin, his shy look as he asked the question, will you be my lover, his broken eyes, and his stone.
And Kiku was now full out sobbing.

"Imagine if your choice to love the person that you like,

Could even save the person that is you and would not die!

Well then that love of yours could very well be able to

Change the world forever!"

He felt himself being dragged out, but did not stop,

"It could just be, it might just be, it has to be a possibility!"

Kiku knew he was outside, and knew he lost his job, but simply took his glasses out of his pocket and placed them on, before he headed to the graveyard, wanting to visit Mattie.