Disclaimer: I do not own La corda d' oro i swear.
Additional author's note: i changed the story a bit....
Authors note: Gomen......This is my first fanfic......sorry if there are any mistakes. I am sharing an account with someone else who's name must remain unknown......
Summary: 3 years after the seiso gaikun concours ended, the group went on to the university, with everyone moving on except for the "prince", Yunoki Azuma.
It is Kahoko's 20th birthday and Lili has a perfect gift for her......but something goes wrong, and a huge change in the story......... hihara x kahoko
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CHAPTER ONE
"Kaho-chan!" an olive haired senior called.
"Hihara-senpai?" the redhead turned around
Hihara Kazuki stood standing beside the statue of Lili, panting as he raced to kahoko.
"Kaho-chan! going for practice?" He asked.
"Yup."
"Do you want to do a duet together??"
"okay...but what song?"
"How about gavotte?"
Gavotte was the song that they had played together 3 years ago when kahoko was troubled by the yunoki guard. She was playing halfway when she got nervous and made a mistake, then hihara somehow helped her and got the applause of quite many music school students.
They walked towards the practice room, somehow oblivious the shoutings of a fata.
"Hihara-senpai would you like to come to my birthday party?" kahoko asked, wondering why she did that
"Okay....." his face beaming with happiness.
Kahoko's heart did a back flip.
As he walked towards the practice rooms, kahoko wondered why she felt like that "He is just a friend.....right?"
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"Okay, everyone's here." Kanazawa-sensei said.
Kahoko and Hihara walked in."whoa.....everyones here." she exclaimed.
"Yunoki,Shimizu,Keiichi, Shouko,Kazuki,Kahoko and Tsukimori" Kanazawa checked the list.
"The reason I gathered all of you was because we were going to do a performance for the children's home." He pointed at the list. "This are the pairings. Len with Ryoutarou, Keiichi with..." He was interrupted by the 2 child prodigies " Why should i be with him?" Both of them loathed each other."come on........you are both so talented.......okay...on with the pairings. Keiichi and me, Azuma and Shouko then Hihara with Kahoko." The group was shocked by the fast grouping of the students.
"Kahoko, Kazuki, I think you two should perform the gavotte piece you did last time." Tsukimori pointed out.
"yeh, it was pretty nice."Ryoutarou chipped in.
"Hai."
"Hino-senpai......" a sleepy voice said "can you come to my house??"
"Huh?????"
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Few days later, kahoko found herself walking towards a humongous mansion.
"Shimizu-kun is so rich....." she gushed at his "richness"
"Kaho-senpai...." She was dragged in by shimizu. When she was in, she was faced by the stunning brightness of the entire interior. Gold vases, gold chandeliers, everything was made of gold.
"Hino-senpai??" Shimizu asked. "Are you suprised?". She nodded. " my father was the most famous instrument maker in the whole of Japan..."he continued."Then another instrument maker came and stole our buisness. We actually had several homes but we had to sell them away to pay for our losses." "Who....was the competitor??"
Shimizu began to play."Cello suite No. 1 in G Major, BWV 1007 Prelude. This song meant a lot to me, it was given to me by my grandfather before he died....."
"Shimizu-kun.....why are you telling me all this??"Kahoko asked
"Because i like you...."
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