Author's Note: Ello darlings! This is the first fanfic I've posted on the Interwebs thus far (I've posted it both on here, and on my Quotev account of the same name (Wildeth)), and I'd appreciate some feedback. If it seems people are enjoying my work, I'll continue to post more chapters. And on that note, I use italics for exact thoughts the characters are thinking. Thought I'd inform you of that. Enjoy your reading~
I strolled down the sidewalk, suddenly noticing that he wasn't next to me anymore. "Hey, Roddy! What are you doing?" I noticed that he had stopped a few stores back and had his hands pressed to the display case glass, eyes gazing intently at something. Looking up, I saw that it was the music store. They sold instruments and various forms of music there, including records and CD's, which was pretty cool considering the fact that almost everyone used a phone or MP3 player for their music. I turned and took my place beside him, sticking my hands in my sweatshirt pockets. He didn't even glance up at me.
"That violin...It's beautiful. I've always wanted one that color." I let my gaze skim over the instruments in the window. A dark purple violin. I knew that was what he wanted as soon as I saw it. He let out a sigh, and I turned back to him. "But it's too much money." I laughed, and he looked at me like I was crazy.
"Don't worry, Roderich. I'll take care of it for you. Besides, how awesome would I really be if I didn't help my best friend?" He rolled his eyes and laughed too before growing serious again.
"I can't let you do that, Gil. I can't ask that of you." He looked down at his feet. I shook my head.
"No, really. Let me buy it for you." I was being serious too. He sighed again and rubbed his forehead with his hand. Seemingly giving up, he threw both of his hands up in the air.
"Fine. Buy it for me, but I'm going to pay you back. I don't want you to waste money on me." I grinned, finally getting my way.
"Alright!" I exclaimed, grabbing his hand and pushing the glass door open. A small bell rang as we entered. I dragged him straight to one of the store workers. "I'd like to purchase that purple violin." The worker looked extremely bored, but they got me the violin, put it in a case, and included a purple bow that hadn't been on display.
"Would you like anything else? Rosin, a shoulder rest...?" They mumbled. Roderich shook his head and I slammed my hand down on the counter where we were finally paying for the instrument.
"Be a bit more enthusiastic. You're in the presence of the awesome Gilbert! What could be better than that?" Roderich face-palmed, and the worker just scowled at me. I handed him my credit card, and we left with the violin. I noticed Roderich was shaking his head. "What now?"
"I can't believe you bought me a thousand dollar violin. You're such an idiot." As he said it, he smiled ever so slightly. I don't think I was supposed to see it, but I did. I saw you smile, Roderich Edelstein. I saw it.
