Disclaimer: Once again, I'm reminded of the fact that I do not own sailor moon at all. I hate disclaimers. -Sobs- Oh right, before I forget, I do not own Lord of the Rings as well.

Akira: Okay, this has got nothing to do with Lord of the Rings I swear, there's only a tiny bit of LotR reference for humor's sake, that's all. I really don't know what's gotten into me lol. Here I am, starting a completely new fic when I have readers practically screaming for updates on other fics. Let's just face it. I have a problem of not staying in one story for a long time. I'm terribly sorry about this. Anyway… this is just something I thought up in the middle of the night or is it morning? Either way, it's actually about three a.m. in the morning, which kind of explains my crankiness right now. Well then, enjoy.

Chapter One: Beginning

"It's all yours, Kaiou-san," the agent waved a little too enthusiastically at the aqua haired girl who stood in front of a rusting metal gate outside an old house, shouting his goodbyes before disappearing into his car and driving off. Holding a set of unfamiliar keys in her hands, her violin case, and a folder containing the documented contract of her newly leased house, she inserted an old gold plated key into the keyhole of the gates. A soft 'click' sounded as she turned the key in the keyhole, unlocking the gates in the process. She summoned almost all of her strength and pushed the seemingly heavy metal gates apart, wincing as a loud and high pitched creak pounded painfully in her ears, the result of rusty metal grinding heavily together.

A strong gust of spring breeze blew at the very moment the old heavy gates swung wide open suddenly, as if the house was inviting her into the house itself. Michiru shivered slightly at the cold and hugged her coat tighter to her small body, seeking warmth.

'A warm cup of cocoa would be nice…' she thought to herself as she turned the bronze knob on the main door. As soon as she entered the house, a loud 'crash' sounded behind the door as the metal gates shut themselves close right after she closed the door behind her. There was another sound, it was a faint and barely audible melody but… a musician with trained ears like hers would never miss it. She closed her eyes and listened intently to the soothing music sounding throughout the house. Intrigued by the bittersweet melody which was playing throughout a house where nobody should have been in, she took a wary step towards the stairs that led to the second floor of the house and decided to trace the source of the music.

She held her breath while she climbed up the stairs which creaked a little at every little movement she made. She moved slowly and quietly, tip-toeing through the hallway as she listened, careful not to make any redundant noise because it felt like even simple breathing sounds could totally extinguish the beautiful sounds coming from a…

Piano?

Standing outside a slightly ajar door where the music was coming from within, she froze in her tracks, as if remembering something.

'What am I doing? There shouldn't be anybody in this house. What should I do if it's a thief?' Michiru thought to herself as she panicked, looking around wildly for a stick of any sort. Unfortunately, there was nothing of the sort in sight and she looked down at the violin case resting in her arms.

'No Michiru, not your violin. Antonio Stradivari would literally jump out of his grave if you use his 'precious' to hit a burglar,' she shuddered as she imagined a boney Antonio Stradivari skeleton kicking his coffin door open, screaming "my precious!!!!!" as he grabs his precious creation close to his ribcage. Okay, that's it. She's been watching too much fantasy movies, namely, Lord of the Necklaces. No more fantasy movie marathons, she decided. Oh wait, she's drifting off the topic at hand. There's a freaking piano playing burglar in the house, do something Michiru!

She sighed and looked down at her violin case again. Muttering a silent apology to the boney Antonio Stradivari and her violin, she kicked the door open like an action hero and raised her violin high above her head, ready to strike the 'intruder' hard.

What…

She blinked. There was nobody in the room except for the dusty old white colored grand piano sitting right in the middle of the room. She scanned the room for traces of a person cautiously and lowered her violin slowly as she stepped into the bright sunlit room. The thin, white silky curtains fluttered beautifully in the breeze, allowing more sunlight to enter the room and fall onto the beautiful grand piano. Michiru drew in a deep breath as she saw a faint outline of a person sitting on the piano bench.

She blinked again.

There's nobody there.

'Am I that stressed lately? I'm starting to see things,' the violinist rubbed her eyes and set her Stradivarius onto the wooden floor as she made her way towards the old piano, reaching her hand out to caress the old instrument, and then paused along the way. It was then that she remembered a line from her contract.

Rule number one: Never ever touch the piano in the house.

'I wonder why they even bothered to put it there. It only makes people want to touch it more,' she mused to herself and continued her trail of thoughts, 'Well, there's nobody looking… I'm sure it wouldn't hurt to just touch it for a moment.'

She reached over and placed her hand on the mysterious piano which played on its own.

The next thing she knew, she blacked out.

Unknown to the fainted girl who was lying on the wooden tiled floor, the beautiful piano sounded again. This time, a solid but transparent figure sat on the bench with his eyes closed and played the bittersweet tune once again.

Little did she know that the next time she wakes up, she would be in a lot of trouble.

End of Chapter One

Akira: Well, I'm sorry to leave you guys hanging like that. I kind of liked that cliff hanger XD well, it's my first time writing a supernatural story really. Never really did anything on spirits before. I hope this would be good. For those who're waiting for an update to "Currently Untitled", I hereby advise you not to expect too much from the coming update. It's kind of shorter than before, and I just hope that it doesn't disappoint those readers who had high expectations of it.