Hi there, here is another story for Len's birthday....April 24

I've had this 'tradition' last year.---Always write a one-shot for Len on his birthday. Google his birthday if ya don't wanna believe me. Haha, I saw it on wiki.

Ps. Shimizu and I have the same b-day!!! :D

Alright. Despite my late updates for my other fics, I made time to write this one. I hope you guys enjoy. Please review :D

Wait, wait, wait. It was suppose to be a one-shot…but, it's too long, so I 'sliced' it to a two-chapter fic---still depends on you guys though. :D...or depends how the story flows...

Disclaimer: I don't own La Corda D'oro or the date of Len's birth.

One Link

A blue haired violinist stood beside the grand piano, staring at something inside the book he was holding, with the wind from the balcony slowly sweeping the curtains inward. A soft knock came from the wooden door of the music room and his mother, who had the same golden eyes as his, and same blue hair, entered the room.

"Len?" she said softly, yet her son still flinched in surprise.

"Mother," Len answered in a calm voice, immediately closing the book to prevent his mother from seeing whatever it was inside. And as usual, his voice was smooth, no hint of his earlier emotion.

"Schubert's pieces?" Misa said, eyeing the book on his hand.

"Yes, I was just looking it over. These are my old pieces after all…"

Misa sighed, "Len, are you sure about what you're deciding? You could stay here for a while and finish your senior year."

Len placed the book on top of the piano and looked at his mother, "I'm quite sure this time. But don't worry, I won't be gone until next month. Excuse me." He passed his mother and went out of the room.

Misa walked towards the piano and took the book Len was holding just a while ago. Knowingly, she flipped it over the page she knew Len was trying hard to conceal. A torn page and a photograph of her son playing the violin was there. On the photograph, for the first time, a peaceful look on Len's face, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips. And beside him was a scarlet-haired violinist, a beautiful lady with honest eyes.

Misa giggled as she saw the girl's surprised expression on the picture. She remembered a friend telling her all about the event captured by the photograph. When her son and his other friends were asked to play as a quartet for the children, and how the music didn't sync at first.

This time, she smiled sadly. Her perfectionist of a son finally fell in love, keeping this photograph with him, she's sure he has others of this kind…moments of him and her. Now why on earth would Len decide to leave for Vienna so suddenly? And what's more…leaving something so precious to him. She carefully closed the book and returned it on the piano.

Honestly, she has no idea what that boy has in mind.

"Kahoko!"

Kahoko flinched and immediately closed her violin case. Her older sister burst into her room panting.

"W-what?" Kahoko asked, her heart pounding furiously.

"It's a month from now right!?" her older sister said, pulling her little sister up from the floor.

"Wh-what is?"

"Your prince is leaving! The godly violinist Len Tsukimori! God Kahoko! Didn't you know!? Aren't you even going to tell him how you feel!? You guys are almost like a couple!"

Kahoko tried to protest but her sister continued.

"Imagine, spending every break time together. And just to what? Just to practice! It was already a great move getting him to be your teacher, but you don't take a step! Don't look dumbfounded Kahoko, I am serious."

"I can hear your voice from down here!" their older brother called teasingly from downstairs.

"Whatever Yuuji!" she called back, and then turned to her younger sister again, but this time in a controlled voice, "I mean, you and Tsukimori seem to be having fun all the time, now why aren't you two dating yet?"

It took a while before Kahoko answered.

"I knew that he was leaving," Kahoko said quietly, "He already announced that last year. But it's alright; he was supposed to leave a long time ago. I'm already glad his stay has been prolonged. And we're not dating because it's not mutual." She answered, skipping all the other questions her sister had asked.

Her sister sighed in frustration, "You, my sister, are so shallow." Then she left the room muttering the words 'shallow', 'clueless' and 'loveless'…along those lines…

Kahoko sighed, slowly opening her violin case again. She pulled out a folded piece of paper from the place where she hides the cleaning cloth for her violin. With care, she opened the paper and looked over at the musical notes. A torn page from a famous violin book. On the upper left corner was the name Len Tsukimori, along with the title, Ave Maria.

She sighed again, closing her eyes. "Everything just happened in the spur of the moment. Nothing was real…That time meant nothing…"

"Good morning," Kahoko said, closing the door behind her as she entered the usual music room she had gotten use to over the past year.

Len nodded to her, but continued to play the piece he had set out for himself. Kahoko leaned on the door and watched him with awe. She never gets use to his way of playing. It's always amazing how his fingers move so perfectly along those strings…How passionate he plays the violin...if only she could play like him. He seems to be at peace just playing...

"Don't just stand there, you look like a retard."

Kahoko shook. She was so absorbed with thoughts of him that she didn't notice he had finished already.

"I-I'm sorry," she said, slowly blushing, she placed her violin on the nearby chair and prepared her things to use.

Len watched her from his peripheral vision, he suppressed a smile. Just one month left.

"Tsukimori-kun," Kahoko said.

This time, Len turned to look at her.

"What it is?"

Kahoko hesitated for a while but then smiled, "Um, I think I'll be fine after this session."

Len looked at her in surprise.

"Uh, well, you must be busy these days. You're going to leave for Vienna in a month right? So…I don't want you to be bothered by thinking about your sessions with me in the future. And anyway, I'm doing great already. I'll manage somehow."

Len wanted to protest and tell her that it's nothing. He'd rather spend the whole time teaching her in these short while rather than thinking about his papers and documents for Vienna. But he couldn't. That time popped into his head. It's better to let her go. It's better that no feelings establish, especially now that he's going…for real.

Instead, he just clenched his fists, "Fine then. That's very considerate of you." He said coldly.

"And, I do hope you do your best there," she added.

"I always do my best." Then he turned away from her.

Kahoko looked at him sadly, but didn't say anything more.

Three weeks passed by like a breeze. Kahoko couldn't understand why Len was suddenly ignoring her.

When she sees him in the hallway going to the music rooms, he just pass by her like she wasn't even there...like she was just a...nobody to him...like how it was before...

Well what did she expect, she was only a sore eye to him. And now he must be glad that she's gone and no longer took up his precious time.

He must've thought that the reson why she wants to be near him was because she's so hung up on what happened that time...there may be a tiny fact in that...but...she miss talking to him...

Misa sipped her tea in a calm and composed manner.

When she placed her tea back on the table, she looked directly at the person across her.

"And what might I do to help?" she was smiling as she talked to Kahoko's older sister for the first time.

"Um, no. It's fine. I just wanted to know if it was alright with you. I don't want my sister to get into trouble or anything."

"Well that is indeed fine with me. I've always wanted Kahoko to be with Len. Len is just a dishonest child all the time. Especially when it comes to his feelings. I'm sure he already realized that just playing the violin isn't the most important thing for him."

"I did hear that the way he plays the violin changed."

Misa smiled. "Yes, it seems he has learn how to show his emotions through his violin now,"

Len leaned on his chair while staring at the ceiling in his room.

He has been wondering what's wrong with him. It wasn't like him to do nothing. But he's tired. Tired of playing the violin for nothing. For nothing…he played for his parents' expectations right?

Len shook his head.

That has already become a pointless excuse. He played for her now. The one person who always occupied his mind. The only person who was able to make him a mess, to make his mind a mess. The only person aside from his family who he has learned to be with, in a comfortable manner…

Kahoko…

His Kahoko…

Len shot up from his seat as he thought of that. No, she isn't his. She'll never be. After what happened…he was glad that she even wanted take lessons from him---still…after everything that's happened.

This time, he flopped down on his bed. Why is everything such a disaster? Why can't he just be honest and stay here and be with her? Why can't he just tell her how he feels about her rather than always watch her from afar…having fun with her other friends.

Suddenly the picture of Kahoko and Ryoutaro laughing appeared in his mind.

Len squinted his eyes harder. Why is he remembering that? Remembering what he saw a while ago…

He had a feeling—no, he knew what he wanted. He wanted to be the one beside her, making her laugh like that.

Whenever she was around him, she was always stiff. The only time when she smiled like that was when---

Brr brr brr

Len stood up from his bed and took his cell phone. Hino?

He flipped his phone open immediately and opened his mail.

Hi, just a friendly message since you'll be going already in a few days.

---The Sakura trees in the park haven't bloomed yet. Though spring has been here for quite some time already. Did you notice?---

I hope I didn't disturb you.

This time Len let his smile out freely. Disturb. Why would he be disturbed?

He walked to his window and just noticed that Kahoko was right. Even the cherry blossoms from their backyard aren't blooming yet. Will I be able to see them bloom before I leave? Maybe this is what I get for leaving. Unable to see the beauty of them.

Len looked at his phone again, and was about to reply when he had a brief flashback.

"Ne, Len," she called, casually calling his name.

"Hm?" he had let his guard down.

"Thanks for today, I'll be remembering it." She smiled at him, holding the torn paper close to her.

And that smile made him smile too..he swiftly caressed her face---

"Len?"

Len flinched and turned around. But there wasn't anybody. It wasn't her…it was just...her voice…

"Ah, Tsukimori-san! You're leaving tomorrow right?"

Len looked at his classmate and gave him a blank expression. Clearly stating it wasn't any of their business.

But as usual, his classmates were used to that and just brush off his cold attitude.

"Good luck then."

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeh, Tsukimori, you'll be like your parents in no time. Famous."

"Do your best, okay Tsukimori-kun?"

Len turned around quickly. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. It wasn't her…why does her voice always pop out so suddenly.

Yes, he's leaving tomorrow. And ever since the message about the cherry blossom tree, which he didn't reply to, he hasn't spoken to Kahoko. He wasn't able to cross paths with her, even.

Tomorrow…

"Oh! Tomorrow is also a special day to you right Tsukimori-san?"

Len tried his best to ignore what his female classmate said, but he couldn't. Because what she said dug into his mind already. He was successful in forgetting it…but then why does he have to be reminded again?

"Your flight is at night right? How about a party?"

"Yeah, that's a good idea."

And all by themselves, his classmates planned. While Len…continued to be filled with thoughts of her…

"Kahoko?" her mother called from the kitchen.

"Hmn?" She has been setting the table for dinner.

"Aren't you going to tell him the truth?"

Kahoko stopped doing what she's been doing for the moment and thought about it, "Tell him? Mom, he's leaving tomorrow and there's no point."

"Well, Misa-san invited you to their house for tomorrow. Make sure to bring what you need to bring. And be nice to Len-kun while you're at it."

"I am being nice mom."

"Then why do I have the feeling you two aren't talking?"

Kahoko stood at the table speechless. Mothers can be so sharp at times.

"I-it's nothing mom, don't worry."

"How can not worry? My Kahoko isn't being honest with herself. You've realized how you truly felt that time right?"

Kahoko grimaced. Glad her mother was in the kitchen, unable to see her expression. "It's just one-sided." Kahoko made it final in her tone that she doesn't want to open up that subject.

But her mother murmured, "How can you be so sure?"

Kahoko had walked into the kitchen, and heard what her mother had said, but she pretended otherwise. But a slight blush began to creep on her face.

"Hn Hn,"a voice came from behind. Kahoko turned around and saw her older sister with a huge grin.

"W-what?" Kahoko said.

"Misa-san also asked me to tell you to bring your violin. And please, bring a suitable gift for Tsukimori alright?" her sister said, waving her hand a she left the room.

"My violin...huh..."

A/N: Please review.