Disclaimer: I do not own La Corda D'oro and the characters. It belongs to its rightful owner, Kure Yuki, and Koei.
~Sleeping What?~
Another interesting activity Kanayan forced the concourse to participate. Really dreadful! His smile is not a good sign…
Act I. All Hail Kanayan!
Concour participants all gathered in a music room where they usually use for their meeting. Azuma and his friend, Kazuki, occupied the table at the right side of the podium, while Len and Ryoutarou at the left side, and their kohai behind them with Kahoko. Apparently, they were waiting for their instructor, Mr. Hiroto Kanazawa, for their meeting to start.
"We've been waiting an hour now. Where's that old good-for-nothing man?" Ryoutarou, who stood from his seat, growled.
"Let's wait for more," Kahoko pleaded.
"You already said that before. We've been waiting an hour, Hino." Ryoutarou grunted, trying to keep his anger at bay as possible but he was failing miserably. He was furious.
"He's wasting our time," Len interrupted, crossing his arms against his chest.
"Ah—another fifteen minutes." Kahoko tried, doing her puppy eyes look but the man eventually ignored it. "Please." Kahoko beseeched.
Len gave a long tentative glance at her form with raised brow. As though telling her that it wouldn't affect him no matter what she does.
Kahoko sighed in defeat.
"I should be practicing by now. Waste of time…" Len whispered but it didn't skid on Ryoutarou's hearing range.
"Why don't you go now, Tsukimori?" Ryoutarou prodded.
"It was wrong of you to interfere with somebody's conversation."
"I'm not interfering anything, Ice Boy. I'm just giving you some words of wisdom. Since you're too preoccupied with your practice, why don't you stay in the practice room instead?"
Len turned to his direction and glared. "I suppose, I'm not the one who should stay in the practice room since I know that somebody might need it more than I am."
"Are you talking to me?" Ryoutarou balled his hand into fist.
"Well, who else could that be?"
Ryoutarou clenched his teeth and grabbed Len by the collar.
"No wonder the music is sloppy, the musician is thoughtless." Len kept on going.
Kazuki jumped from his chair and pushed himself in between the two. "W-wait! Calm down!" he shouted trying to loosen Ryoutarou's hand from Len's sleeves.
Kahoko came to help. "Tsuchiura-kun, stop it already. Tsukimori-kun!"
"I won't waste another time with this nonsense," Len dismissed after freeing himself from Ryoutarou's grip. He fixed his sleeves and grabbed his violin before he started to leave.
"Tsukimori-kun, can you wait for another minute? Kanazawa-sensei will be here soon." Kahoko tried to stop him.
"I-I need to go too. M-my mother would be worried. I-I'm sorry, everyone."
Kahoko turned to her kohai. "Shoko-chan? Kanazawa will be here soon."
"Hino, I guess, we have to go now. It's already late, that old man might have forgotten our meeting and already gone home." Ryoutarou held Kahoko's shoulder.
Kahoko gave up—she wanted to leave as well. They all decided to call it a day and finish this meeting tomorrow.
They gathered their things and prepared to go home when suddenly the door flew open.
"I'm very sorry, I'm late. Can you spare a little more time?" Kanazawa greeted between pants.
The concour participants plainly scowled at him. The reason was everything. One, forcing them to go in this meeting; two, making them wait for so long; and three, now it was already late and he wanted an extension.
"Where have you been?" Kazuki asked.
"It's not important anymore, can you all be seated and I'll explain everything, quickly," he reasoned. Apparently, he had got asleep and awoke late for their meeting. Of course, he wouldn't tell them about that little fact.
They took their seats with sighs and grunts. If the complied the faster they could go home afterward.
"Since you're all here…"
They gave him sharp glances again.
"Ok, obviously you're all here. The principal wants us to perform again for the school foundation."
"So what piece we will play?" Azuma asked.
"No, not actually just playing but all of you will act. Well, not all but some of you…will."
"Why do we need to act?" Len interrupted.
"Some, Tsukimori, not all. Did you understand?" Ryoutarou ridiculed.
"I understand what he said. You don't have to say it again. Or maybe you weren't able to understand thus you repeated it."
"Enough you two. We can't go farther if you keep on arguing. Anyway, where am I?"
"You're still there, Kanazuwa," Keiichi sleepily answered.
"It's Kanazawa!"
"Yeah, Kawazana."
"Hish." Kanazawa shook his head. "It'll be Sleeping Beauty. So who wants to volunteer?"
"What, that old fairy tale? Kazuki complained. "It's for kids, why do we have to do it?"
"The principal said that since the foundation is open for all, he assumed that a lot of young people would probably try to visit our school. Let us just say, it's a way to advertise Seiso."
"By role playing a stupid girly fairytale story?" Ryoutarou shot back.
"Hey, it's not stupid. It's cute!" Kahoko opposed looking at Shoko for back up.
The little kohai bowed her head and curtly nodded. Her face flushed.
"So who wants to volunteer?" Kanazawa reiterated but no one seemed to like to volunteer. "Ok, if you don't like, then let this fish bowl do the deciding." Kanazawa shook the fish bowl he was holding when he got there and shoved it to them. "Pick one please."
All reluctantly and nervously pulled out a piece of paper inside the bowl—that would vary their respective roles. May it be good or bad or worse, it all depended on their luck now. Kanazawa went back to the podium and waited for them to read their giving roles. "I gave the other roles to the people who volunteered. I just separated the role of the main characters so that some of you will get it."
"Ah-uhm! Kaho-sempai," Shoko began, nudging her sempai to get her attention.
"What is it, Shoko-chan?" Kahoko responded.
"C-can we exchange paper, please!" She desperately muttered, shoving the paper to Kahoko despite that she wasn't answering yet.
Kahoko smiled, it was all right to exchange role since she wasn't able to read her role yet. "Okay, here." She gave the paper to Shoko.
"Are you all finished?
"What!"
Kanazawa gazed to whoever shouted. He smirked, knowing what expression the person bore. "Hino, I assume you got a very interesting role."
Is this what I get for being kind? Kahoko inwardly cry.
"So, can we know who you will portray?" Kanazawa began.
Kahoko wobbly stood. "Ah-ahm! P-p-princess Aurora…"
"Whoa, nice role! So, what about the others?" Kanazawa looked at the others expression.
Azuma was smiling, such evil lurking between those lips; Kazuki blushed, matching the crimson hair of Kahoko; Keiichi suddenly became wide-awake and appeared to be confused of his role. Ryoutarou gulped—anyone could have seen how pale he was, and there was Len who massaged his temples as if he carried all the problems in the world.
"The meeting is adjourned. The practice will start tomorrow…" Kanazawa turned and paused. "By the way, Hino. Sorry if I may frighten you, but have you kissed someone?"
"What?" Kahoko blushed. "A-Anou… not y-yet. Why are asking me this?"
Role playing Aurora was enough torture.
"Too bad, maybe Prince Philip would turn out to be your first kiss." He walked away.
Authoress Corner:
Under revision. The other chapters would be revised soon.