Disclaimer: No, I don't own Blood+. If I owned it I've made Diva dead ages ago. (No offense to Diva lovers out there!)

Summary: Saya wonders if her actions had been right, and decides to communicate through music with Haji. (slight spoilers for Blood+ 22, slight AU)

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Chapter 1- Cello

It was very much past midnight, but yet there was a person who had yet to catch her sleep. Saya walked among the roses, admiring them. It was amazing how they could look so beautiful especially in the night and felt that sacrificing her sleep had been worth it. The dew on them glistened and made the stars look brighter; it brought out their color and their fragrance. Saya then settled herself on a rock, recalling the day's events…

"I just said that's wrong." Saya made a slight annoyed face, as if she had said it over and over again. "Geez, not like that. You have to make the bow perpendicular to the strings." She motioned with her hands to form a 90 degree angle, then rested them back on the bed. "Didn't I just tell you that?" Sighing inwardly, she then told him to start again. Instead, Haji just kept looking at her, his face impassive. Saya looked at him, feeling a little surprised. "what is it? Go on." She told him. His reaction was something she wasn't expecting next. An annoyed look then crossed his face and with force, he threw down the bow. The bow landed at her feet. Realizing her favorite instrument could had been damaged, she stood up angrily. "What are you doing?" she snapped, careful not to be harsh. "Joel told me to teach you things, so I went out of my way to-" Haji stood up, rested the cello at the side of the chair, and said "it's a waste of your time." He then walked towards the door. Saya was now very annoyed, but she kept her feelings in check. "Well, if you're gonna be my friend, you should at least be able to play the cello." That stopped him in his tracks. "If it's singing or dancing, then I've been taught sufficiently." Saya could tell he was lying. But she didn't want to be it in an improper manner, so she picked up the bow. "Then show me. I'll play the music for you." A look crossed his face. "anything is fine, I'll play along." He stood there, unmoving. She then decided to taunt him a little, saying that he couldn't do it. "If you can't listen to what I say, then get out of here and go back to where you came from." He looked at her, another fleeting look on his face. "Fine, I'll do anything then. Even if it means being with you at night. After all, you people just bought me!" the words came out of his mouth, lashing like a whip. The words hit Saya. Hard. Haji saw the look on her face, and realized what he had just said. What surprised him more was that guilt was clear in her eyes. She opened her mouth, and shut it again. Saya couldn't help but sympathize. Haji turned his head away, the tears threatening to spill. "Don't look at me with a face like that!" The tears now spilled. He was an idiot. Whatever did he blurt out that for? Great, just great. Now someone was gonna bawl over him and say she was so sorry, or she would just claim he was making it up or-

"I didn't know." He turned around, surprised at the change in her voice. It sounded so gentle, so comforting… he stepped back, afraid that this was nothing but an illusion. What if she raised her hand and hit him? What if- the thoughts were immediately driven out of his mind as the wrapped her arms around him. "What should I do at a time like this? Whenever I cry, Joel would tell me its okay and hug me, then I'd relax a little…what's it like for you?" He said nothing, and Saya felt him move his head slightly. She just held him, and never saw the look of surprise on his face as he caught the very first rose he had grown for her, had cut and given it to her, only to be rejected, yet still sitting on her dressing table. Haji looked at the flower, a thousand emotions running through him at that moment.

Saya then let out a sigh. How stupid could she be, making him listen to her like he was like any other servant. A wry smile then crossed her lips. It sounded so right. People always said that music had a thousand languages and emotions. They had started on bad terms, and it was amazing.

It was amazing that their conflict started through the cello,

And also ended with the cello.

It sounded funny.

How everything could start, yet end,

On a simple, unmoving instrument,

But yet which gave out sweet music.

And it was thanks to the cello,

That she had got to know Haji better.

And all this while,

The stars twinkled brightly,

As if agreeing with her thoughts.

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AN: well…I should have updated my other fanfiction story on gundam seed…but well…I was watching episode 22 of Blood+ and I couldn't resist writing this out, equally based on how they would have felt. I'm wondering if I should carry on or just end it here…

So just review or flame me…I'm okay with it…after all, flames means I have more chances to improve myself, no?