I was possessed with the sudden urge to write an Artemis Fowl story… please forgive me if you dislike it, I got the idea while listening to the soundtrack for Kingdom Hearts (Particularly Dearly Beloved ~Reprise~) look it up on playlist .com while reading this, and see what I mean!

The piano… what a wondrous instrument. Each note was crisp and sharp, creating sounds that could stir the soul or charm the most savage of beasts.

Artemis often retreated to the music room to 'blow off steam' as it were… particularly when he thought of Holly.

He never would willingly admit it out loud, although he was perfectly content to shout it within the confines of his mind, he loved Holly… he loved her the way a composer would love each and every note of a piece of music. He loved her the way an artist would lovingly place each and every brushstroke in his masterpiece.

As he lightly tapped each key, Holly's form would become slightly clearer in his mind's eye. Her bright hazel eyes… her beautiful brown hair… her lithe form… her insurmountable natural grace as she walked…

A quick shake of his head cleared the image from his mind.

He should not be thinking of her in that light, they were friends… and nothing else…

"BLAST!" His voice echoed around the room.

"This should not be happening to ME!" He swept his hand across the tray above the keys, sending sheet music fluttering away.

Every time he thought of her, his heart fluttered like a sea-bird lifting off from the beach. She was nothing short of his personal perfection.

And he craved to see her… He would personally sell each and every little thing he owned, just for the chance to speak to her for five minutes…

But dear old Commander Trouble Kelp and Foaly the genius centaur of the LEP would skin him and hang his hide in Haven's central park if they knew how he felt about her…

Gods… If he kept on like this he'd go mad again within days… And people above and below the Earth would not like that one microscopic bit…

He glanced at the papers strewn about the piano's feet. Each one was filled with instructions for creation… Each one showed him what to play.

He learned how to play the piano, simply to play for Holly one day… he remembered from one of their many conversations in his office that she enjoyed listening to the piano…

Holly sat upon Artemis' bed as he sat at his desk playing various pieces of music he had composed. He scrolled down the list and chose one. Instantly his room was filled with the haunting tones of a concert pianist playing 'First Love' a very beautiful piece of music composed in Japan.

"Wow Artemis… that's beautiful, did you write that?"

He glanced at her as she swayed in time to the slow-moving beat. God above, he wished with all of his heart that he had… "No… it's a Japanese piece…"

Holly smiled, her smile could turn a growling panther into a mewling kitten.

"I absolutely love the piano… it can produce such beautiful music… I wish I knew someone who could play for me." She cast a half-suggestive glance at him.

"I will see what I can do about your request my lady." He then deftly closed his laptop and stood.

"Thank you kind sir." She stood as well and curtsied, "I had better be leaving soon, you know how Commander Kelp gets whenever I stay up top longer than a few hours." A fingertip pressed to her wristwatch ignited the engine to her wings. She lifted off from the ground and wrapped her arms around Artemis' shoulders, drawing him into a tight hug.

She released him and zoomed out the window.

Less than three hours later, he was on his computer looking up anything and everything about the piano.

Needless to say, he had mastered it within days.

But all of that happened a month and a half ago… and he was beginning to get desperate… which was in and of itself an absurd thing for Artemis Fowl the II to feel.

His latest message had been sent only an hour earlier.

Holly,

This is Artemis, if you are within close proximity to a computer terminal; please send me a response… I miss you, it gets lonely here with only Butler to talk to, and as you are well aware I have no others of my own age and intellect to converse with… And there is no way I am going to attempt to obtain a friend either. So please, if we are still friends, contact me immediately!

Artemis Fowl II

After sending that completely unprofessional letter, he relocated to the music room within which he now sat contemplating how he was to contact the elf.

His head dropped to his hands… thoughts both simple and complex racing through his head.

A buzzing sound filled the air.

A single ice-blue eye gazed out from between his index and middle fingers at the fairy communicator disguised as a cell phone.

Upon the screen, a single line could be read:

1 New Message from: Holly Short.

He launched himself to his feet and seized the device. A few buttons brought the long-awaited message into view.

Artemis,

I have a weekend surface pass from Trouble… Dr. Argon has requested that I be sent up to evaluate your psychological status. I will be there in an hour…

Holly

The phone slid from his grasp and clattered on the floor.

Holly was coming… She had a weekend pass…

He needed to bathe… All this waiting and he was unprepared…

"D'arvit…" Spinning on his heel, he left the room and made his way to his own room.

His thoughts eventually returned to the form they had assumed while he was playing the piano…

His true disposition as a mastermind surfaced. He would soon tell Holly how he felt… even if it meant death from the receiving end of a Neutrino 6000; he would risk it… or die trying…

How fitting… to die trying…

This was certainly going to be interesting…

How did I do? I plan to make this one about five to ten chapters long… can't really leave a story like this as is y'know?

Until Next Time!