Breathless Melody

Author: Tenshi no Hoshii, Cheza no Rakuen (my dA name)

Summary: Tohma has been feeling nostalgic ever since he awoke, yet he doesn't know why. He soon finds the key to his nostalgia in the form of sheet music. It was all in the past right? TxE

Pairings: TohmaxEiri

Extra Notes: I actually wrote this story, what, 2 years ago. -slightly ashamed- It was originally written for a TohmaxEiri contest on deviantart, the contest was this: (Create an image/short story of the time Tohma and Eiri spent together in New York, back in the "good ol' days". It can be something cute, it can be something raunchy; whatever your dear little heart desires.)

But I was so busy with bothersome cousins, work and drama that came from work, that I didn't have time to finish it. Besides I couldn't come up with a good ending. Until today, when I was listening to Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown's song - No Air, lyrics from this song start every chapter. (Music runs my life, in case you haven't notice. It's actually my Anti-Drug -smile-) Breathless Melody ended up a lot longer then I expected, so I broke it up into 4 chapters. The two middle chapters are the longest.

Disclaimer: Not mine, Gravi belongs to the lovely and genius Maki Murakami. If it was mine, Tohma would have been happier.

Comments are greatly appreciated.

"My heart won't move, it's incomplete"

Prologue: Sheets of Nostalgia

Down in one of the many room of NG Studios, Tohma sat at his piano, hands running along the keys yet never actually touching.

He couldn't explain it.

For some reason, since he woke up on this bright morning, he had been feeling strange. To make matters worse, it just happened to be one of those feelings that everyone seemed to be able to be pick up on.

For example, when he had first walked into the building, Ryuichi happened to catch sight of him, and then proceeded to throw his back out of place as he glomped his friend and band mate. Tohma was smiling and laughing along with him, and gave a soft "Good Morning to you too Ryuichi". Then as gently as he could, he pried the hands from around his neck, and heaved a sigh of relief as he felt Ryuichi slide down to the floor.

Ryuichi, still laughing, grabbed onto Tohma's arm and began escorting him up to his office; talking as he did. It was only when they got into the elevator and the door shut behind them, did Ryuichi stop talking; a concerned look etched across his face. All throughout the ride up, his friend questioned him, asking him whether he was okay, if something was bothering him, if something happened and things to that effect. But Tohma just shook his head,and in the calmest voice ever, and with the sweetest smile he could come up with, answered that he was alright. Ryuichi threw him a skeptical look before shrugging it off.

Then, there was his secretary.

Who took one look at him and suggested that he took the day off while she handled things for the rest of the day. But he turned down her generous offer and continued on with his work. K noticed, but didn't say anything. Sakano noticed and freaked out, and even Shuichi noticed and decided to keep to himself for a while. But the one that really stuck in his mind was when Suguru noticed. He came up to him with, no doubt, a compliant about the people he was "working" with, but instead ending up offering a piece of advice and more.

"It looks to me like you're feeling a little nostalgic. Did something happen to you today?" He asked as he sat down in the seat across from Tohma. Tohma just sighed and shook his head, feeling tired of answering the same questions over again. Once he did, Suguru gave out a sound of understanding and quickly apologized, before standing up to leave the office. However before he did, he left with one last thing.

"Tohma-san?" He waited until turquoise eyes looked in his direction, before continuing. "If nothing happened to you this morning, maybe you're feeling nostalgic about something else. Something that happened at another time. It could be days ago, month, years, any time period really. Just... take a break for a minute and don't think about it too hard. I'm sure the answer is right in front of you. It usually is."

Suguru then placed the folder that he was holding in his hand down on the table, before exiting in a calmer mood than he came in with. Tohma had just stared at the door for a few minutes, wondering if the kid was really sixteen, before diverting his attention to the folder. Opening it slightly, his eyes came in contact with what looked like sheet music, and he had an idea. He would take Suguru's advice and take a break.

So that's where he was at the moment; taking his break. He had been sitting down in front of that piano for an hour at best, trying to get his thoughts together. But true to Suguru's words, thinking too hard was getting him nowhere. His eyes landed on the folder he was given, and as he stared at it; that weird feeling had started to increase. He ignored it for a second and took a hold of the folder and opened it, pulling out the sheet music inside.

Tohma stared down at the music carefully written down on the piece of paper that looked like it had defiantly seen better days. His eyes slowly scanning each of the notes on the page over and over again, until the sound the notes sung began to form in his head. His eyes widen in surprised though, once he realized what that song was.

"This can't be..." He whispered out of disbelief.

Nostalgic/ Nostalgia

1) A longing for things in the past.

2) Unhappy at being away and longing for familiar things or persons