Two stories in two days !
I'm glad that you liked my first story and I wanted to thank those who reviewed ''Purehearted romance" I'm thankful to you. Your reviews made me really really happy. :D
I know that it's a short story, a VERY short one but I hope you'll like it.
Have a nice reading. =)
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Someone knocked at the door.
-Hi, is Kamijou Hiroki here ?
-No, he's at work, can I do something for you ?
-Would you write your signature on this paper please ?
-Yes, of course but why ?
-It's from Kamijou Hatsuyo, she sends her graand piano to Kamijou Hiroki because she dosent want it anymore.
-I will take it of course !
He signed the paper and the men put the grand piano in some room in Nowaki's and Hiroki's apartment.
-Thank you very much !
The delivers left and Nowaki sat on the bench. He wondered, why Hiroki's mother sended this expensive piano to them. For decoration ? No, he seemed intact. To begin to play piano ? They were both too busy. Hiroki played the piano when he was young ? It was the answer the most realistic, he had to ask him when he'd return in the evening.
Some hours later.
-Nowaki I'm home !
-Oh Hiro-san ! Welcome home !
-What's with all this mess ?
-I retired some books from our own library.
-Why ? You didn't have to !
-It's because your mother sended her piano.
-What ? That big piano ? I don't want it.
-But Hiro-san ! Did you play this instrument when you were young ?
-It's none of your business !
-Please Hiro-san !
-No, I don't want to talk about that, I'm pissed off.
Nowaki pouted and said that he was going to cook the dinner. Hiroki entered the room where the piano was and he sat on the bench. Nowaki entered the room and sat next to Hiroki.
-You played that instrument Hiro-san ?
-Un-huh... But I was very busy when I was young you know. My mother initiated me to play the piano. My teacher was someone always angry. It pissed me off.
-I see... Hiro-san, would you play a song for me ?
-I don't very remember...
-But try ! I'm sure you'll remember, play something for me please Hiro-san please !
He kissed him on the cheek, stayed there beside his lover and made a pitiful face, that face which Hiroki couldn't say no.
-Damn it... Fine, I'll try, but my playing is bad.
He placed his fingers and began to play some notes but a moment later, he was playing a beautiful song. His fingers were flying on the notes. It was the most beautiful song he ever heard, his lover played the song so well. And then, the song ended.
-Hiro-san, I'm speechless, you're wonderful.
-Thank you, but it was my first try since a long time, it was bad.
-It wasn't bad ! I want to say, thank you Hiro-san to have played a song for me, I love you.
-Brat...
-By the way, what's the name of this song ?
-Liebestraüm.
-What does it mean ?
-Love dreams or something like that, I thought that this song matched you... So...-
Hiroki hadn't finish his sentence that Nowaki took his lips in a magical kiss. The truth in that was that Nowaki's kisses were like love dreams. Yes, they were wonderful, like Hiroki's playing.
Maybe they could keep the piano finally.
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The End
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You survived ? It's good then.
You should really listen to "Liebestraüm" it's so beautiful. One day, I was in Québec and a guy was playing classical songs on piano and I asked him if he could play this song, he did but I was too shy to give him some money. You wish you could have been there to see his face : he was looking at me with killer's eyes like "I spent a lot of my time to play that song and you don't give money" you know, that look. I felt a bit guilty.
Haha, so I'll stop here, I hope you liked my stories. Don't forget to rate and to review ! It'd make me really happy. :D
Have a nice day. :)
Erisa.