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Cantabile
Prologue:
01:
She couldn't take it anymore.
Everyday, in and out. In and out. It was painfully restricting and painfully scripted. Who knew that she'd lose her touch? Would one call it a "touch"? It was more of a love for teaching.
Maybe she did not lose that.
She glanced around the empty classroom, the afternoon sun spilling in, not beautiful at all to her today.
Her students. That was what killed her. She had exactly 30 students, 15 girls, 15 boys. What did she teach? English. Heh. No, she didn't. She taught piano and vocals, specifically alto, specifically in a prestigious musical school, specifically Konoha Academy.
See why she wasn't an English teacher?
So talented, she thought, yet so lazy! All of them. All of them had no…love for music. No inspiration. Gifted with superb, some say godlike skills, and yet feel no need to harness that power.
Heck, there were at least ten kids that she was jealous of!
Heh. Jealousy. That was the last thing she needed. Whether she was speaking romantically or not, she wasn't sure anymore.
Why was Sakura jealous of her? She had 60 students sign up for her class and had to hold auditions to get the class down to the maximum of 45 students. Her class barely met the minimum of 30 students.
Hinata slumped and showed her bad posture. Her crisp, red, tweed suit had managed to wrinkle a bit (was that possible with tweed?) and her neat ponytail had become hazardous.
She growled in frustration and threw her hair band out the open window, into the sunset. Hinata rested her head in her arms, a little cave of safety. Wetness touched redwood.
"You didn't eat lunch."
Hinata did not look up. Everyday. Everyday so far he did this. She asked why at first but now she gave up. Asking…hiding…whatever fits. She raised her head, not bothering to cover the trail of tears on her face.
He'd know anyways.
She wished he were someone else.
He wished he could be that someone else.
"Hello, Sasuke. Yes, I did not eat lunch. Like the past 3 weeks since school started," Hinata said lightly. Not with sadness, but with dryness. She was tired.
The orchestra teacher sat in the seat right in front of her before setting a neat obento box in front of her.
"You will faint one day," he said. His dark hair was pulled back in a small, low ponytail. Dark rings graced his eyes.
"I have already fainted before. I can't control it you know," she replied. Snap, and the chopsticks were in two. Why did he do this? Was he worried? Was he mad? Would he just leave her alone?
"You can control it by eating. It usually helps," Sasuke replied sarcastically. She was talkative. Other days she made him feel like a bad guy kicking a sick puppy.
Hinata smiled until her eyes crinkled. Sasuke winced.
"Thank you. Thank you for bringing this to me," Hinata said quietly. Sasuke sighed.
He rubbed his eyes.
"Don't say that."
Hinata looked up briefly, chopsticks and rice touching her lips. Sasuke felt like her kicked a sick puppy again…
"Nevermind. How many songs have your students learned?" Sasuke asked roughly, combing his hair with his hands.
"One. Greensleeves," Hinata replied, almost sadly. Sasuke snorted. Hinata smiled lightly at him.
"You are a good friend, Sasuke."
02:
House a mess. Jacket lost. Baton lost. Beer bottle in hand. Suddenly feeling very dirty and messed up.
Didn't all days end like this?
Sasuke unbuttoned the first button of his white, stiff dress shirt. A swig of his beer made the world go round.
His eyebrows furrowed.
He left Bach on the stereo? Great. His least favorite idiot in the whole world is dedicating a sad and slow song to him and he can't even shut him up because throwing a beer bottle at his 900 dollar stereo is very "Uzumaki-ish".
His eyebrows shot into his hair.
"I think she's cute when she cries," he confessed to the wall.
The wall agreed.
03:
"Aren't they cute together?"
"They are!"
"But they're both so quiet! What happened to 'opposites attract'?"
"Overrated happened to it."
"Shh! What if they walk by!"
"He's ugly."
"…"
"What the hell?"
"Ignore him. Anyway, I'm going to sign up. Make school a little more interesting."
"Good idea!"
Ideas spread.
04:
Hinata blinked.
There is something deeply wrong with her second quarter paper.
Professor: Hyuuga Hinata
Subject: Vocal/Piano
Students Enrolled: 30
Students Signed: 29
This can't be right.
"Uchiha."
Total Students Overall: 59
AUDITION NEEDED.
Prologue End.
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