Noiz picked up the bow with loose hands, placing paper on a stand in front of him. The blonde then turned to the case behind him, and picked up a slightly transparent, amber block and rubbed it against the string of the bow. Rosin, to make the sound sweeter. Then, the boy grabbed a violin from the case, plucking the strings and tuning them with gentle hands. Suddenly, he placed his hands in the position to play and held the violin on his shoulder, facing the sheet music.
He looked out of the large window in front of him onto the night streets of Berlin. After leaving Midorijima, he had learned how to play the violin. Then, he was approached by a local champagne bar to be their resident violinist. Tonight, he was doing a duet. Some Japanese singer was coming to sing with him as an accompanist. Noiz couldn't care less about that singer, he just wanted to play. He had left Midorijima alone after Aoba got together with Koujaku, and now he was living a life of luxury. A lonely existence, but one filled with all the girls, booze and money he could ever want. But… He didn't want lonely, disconnected nights with girls who didn't tell him their names. He wanted companionship, in the form of one white haired robot.
When he lived in Midorijima's Former Resident's District, he had been pining over Clear. Ah, Clear. The innocent, adorable, gas-mask wearing, jellyfish enthusiast. It was Clear's entire being, his heart and soul and smile and face and enthusiasm and unmatched optimism that had made him fall in love. So, moving back to Germany had pained him.
Ignoring the nagging loneliness, he started playing the song he was playing with the singer tonight. A little ditty by Alexander Rybak called Fairytale. He remembered as a child, watching the Eurovision Song Contest with eyes full of wonder at the man, swirling and twirling gracefully around the stage with his violin, singing and having the time of his life. Little Wilhelm, bright green eyes full of awe and wonder at the ecstatic violinist when he collected the trophy. He wished to be as happy as that.
Suddenly, a knock on the door. "Who is it? I'm rehearsing." Noiz let out, frustrated.
And ringing in a clear, sweet, memorable voice, but one he couldn't pinpoint. "Don't mind me, I'm rehearsing with you."
Noiz, perturbed by the disturbance, continued to play, and suddenly the door opened as the singer sung.
I'm in love with a fairytale, even though it hurts.
I don't care if I lose my mind, I'm already cursed.
And Noiz remembered.
"Clear? Clear! Why are… What are you doing here?"
"I'm your singer, silly!"
Little did Noiz know, but Clear had become a famous vocalist, famous for his effeminate voice that could stir tears from many. No-one knew he was a robot, he kept that hidden, but Midorijima and the rest of the world loved him. And when he heard that he had an opportunity to see Noiz again, he was already booking flights to Germany for him and the rest of the group. They would all be at the show tonight, but Clear chose not to mention that.
Noiz just looked dumbfounded, and grabbed Clear into an embrace. The blonde pulled away, whispering a faint "I missed you" to the ground. However, Clear picked up on it and grabbed his face, placing a kiss on his cheek. "I missed Noiz-san too." And their lips locked as they danced together around the room, the boy in the yellow scarf following the blonde as he spun around the room, playing the song loud and clear. He was happy, they were happy. Noiz wouldn't be lonely anymore. And as Noiz tripped, Clear sung in his sweet voice.
I'm in love with a fairytale, even though it hurts.
I don't care if I lose my mind, I'm already cursed.