A/N: So I've never written for this fandom, but I saw this prompt to day that immediately sparked this idea, so I wrote it out and published it before the spark faded :)
I sort of followed the plot here, but if it seems weird, just pretend it's partly AU.
Diclaimer: I don't own Your Lie In April. I also don't own the idea of this fanfiction; my friend originally came up with it, but this is my interpretation.
Thump. Thump. Thump. I heard nothing as my fingers smashed against the keys of the piano. Again and again. Nothing had changed. For years, the piano had been silent, as though the instrument itself was punishing me for not understanding it. I could no longer the beautiful, sweet sounds that I knew could be made by those black and white keys nor could I hear the perfect effects the pedals added to the music. I simply heard a dead silence.
But then you came and changed my world with a simple "Be my accompaniment." The world that was once black and white filled with colours. Your sweet, gentle smile brought light back into what had once been so mundane. Your violin, accompanied by my piano. You taught me what was real music, something that I hadn't seen before.
The music rooms resounded with laughter and happiness. I hadn't experienced them for so long I had almost forgotten what it felt like. You had changed me, and had taken me so far into this dream which I knew I wouldn't get out from. I knew, more certain than ever, my life could never be the same again. And I let you. I let you pull me into this vivid land of colours and joy, and I let you change what I had established from the very first time I played the piano. I was no longer a machine. I was, for the first time in my life, a musician.
But all too soon, you were gone, taking away the colours you brought into my life. I reverted to what I had once been, like the world held no reason for me to stay. I became more secluded, and although I knew, deep inside me, that you would never come back, I wished for a chance, just one tiny chance, that would allow me to go back in time. Because if that was possible, I would allow you to bring even more joy to me; I would allow you to teach me more about the magical thing called 'music', and I would allow myself to fall for you once more…
For days, I returned to the room, wishing so badly to see you again. You and your beautiful smile that made me want to smile back. But of course, you were not there. It was a tiny, minute hope inside me that you would appear in front of me like you had done the very first time.
I began to leave the building, but just as I was about to exit, I heard it. The sweet melody of your violin. I turned and ran, not caring what I looked like. Because for a small moment, I could see colour, and your beautiful smile that lit up my world more than anything. For a moment, I could hear the flowing music of your violin as you played each piece the way you wanted, not how everyone else wanted. But when I opened the door, it was not you. Not anymore. You were gone, and so were the colours that came with you.
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Happy reading/ writing,
LaLa the Screaming Fangirl