Disclaimer: I wished I owned Soul Eater, but I don't...
The Pianist and Saxophone Player
A pianist and a saxophone player; I would always see them in the bar I went to every Saturday night. Those two would always compose solemn, smooth jazz tunes together.
I never really saw them talk much, but I am sure that they communicated, somehow. Maybe, it was the music they played. Their instruments seemed to get along, even though they were two completely different people.
The pianist I would always see, sitting near the back right corner of the bar, slowly composing chords in harmony with the melody of the saxophone. He gave off a depressing empty vibe, that pianist did. With stark white hair, dark red eyes, tan skin, and sharp teeth to string the look together, the teenager played along with his partner.
She on the other hand, the saxophone player, gave a weary, but somewhat curious look at me, most likely wondering why I was staring at them together. She would stand about a foot away from him, playing her saxophone softly in tune with his piano. She had dark, almost maroon eyes, and dark brown hair with white tips; she was probably just a year younger than him.
Both of them would always be there in dark jeans and jackets, when I had a drink or two to forget my problems just for that little time I had. I appreciate their music; the place would feel much emptier without it.
Occasionally, I would hear them murmur to one another, the piano player speaking slowly in a smooth, deep voice, as the saxophone player replied with a soft, almost whisper, but not scared at all of his outer appearance, as far as I could tell.
"They must know each other well," I thought to myself.
Right before bar hours ended, they would leave together carrying their instrument cases and slightly brushing fingers with their free hands.
Every Saturday night, I would see that all of their actions were harmonized, that pianist and saxophone player.
Okay. This is my first story ever; it is supposed to be a Soul x OC one-shot, so I tried to make it the best I could. My dad has actually started letting me upload things now; I am very happy about that. I hope that most, if not all readers will like this. I murder flames with a fire extinguisher! Please R&R if you can, and constructive criticism is always accepted.