The rustle of the leaves was the only sound you could hear. Would you wait a while longer?
In a moment, the fleeting one-man orchestra would be played.
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"A Violin?"
"Yep."
A certain redhead munched on her second slice of cheesecake. Mami had always made a nice treat whenever she came so she didn't mind the interrogation; not yet. Kyouko was already on her third slice when the older of the two put her tea cup back to the table.
"There is a cheap one for about 100 dollar. But, I wouldn't suggest it."
"Fine. How much that it normally cost?"
"About 500 dollar."
Kyouko nearly choked on her meal. She groaned and collapsed on the carpet, eyes twitched in irritation. How in the world would she be able to get such cash? Well, she could always bash another atm, but she wouldn't like that, would she?
Think Kyouko, think! Why would you come to Mami in the first place? Wait... Of course!
Kyouko shot back up in an instant, a glint of hope in her eyes.
"Say Mami, do you have any violin?"
Please say yes, please say yes, please say YES!
The wishful thought was clearly painted all over the redhead's face; Mami had to stifle her laugh from her junior puella magi's childish attitude.
"I'm sorry, Sakura-san. I would really love to help, but I don't have the thing you are looking for."
One second of awkward silence and then Kyouko was back to her previous position on the carpet, clutching her face in clear frustration.
This was impossible; a lot more impossible than taking down Walpurgis Night on her own, or so she thought. She should simply dismiss the idea. Yeah, that sounded more promising. Why? Let's look over the possible scenario, shall we?
Kyouko was a homeless; she lived in the street. She was already common to robbery. Even if she got the cash, the shop owner would probably reject a tramp like her. Or to make it worse, he would probably called the cops. And then she got arrested, or escaped and being labeled as fugitive. Oh, but that wasn't the worst part yet. It was when she found out about the whole event. The bluenette would avoid her even more and thought that she was nothing but a shameless bastard. Whatever happened, the happy ending would float away and say 'kiss my ass a goodbye'. Wonderful story? Not.
The red-haired puella magi rolled around the carpet like some lazy feline, grumbling to herself. Her blonde companion simply stared at her with her usual smile and proceeded to clean up the table, taking the plates and all to the kitchen while the other girl was busy with her own thought. In the verge of giving up, Kyouko shot back to a sitting position and pointed at the newly-arrived Mami, who gave her a perplexed look in return.
"That's it! That's the only way!"
"What is it, Sakura-san?"
"Heh, you'll see, Mami..."
She snickered in amusement, baring her trademark fangs.
"But first, I would need your help."
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There was no extravagant stage or anything. Still, could you hear it?
The sweet melody of our life would begin here.
Okay, so I'm making another KyoSaya fanfic now. I actually wanted to make a one-shot for this, but oh well... *laugh*
Almost finish with chapter 2! Please wait patiently until I repair the typos though.
Meanwhile, enjoy the prologue everyone. XD
