I know I know... I should really be working on my other stories, but this week is Nori Appreciation Week on Tumblr. And there was no way I wasn't going to write a short little thing for my favorite character of Diamond no Ace. Because he is just so underappreciated and needs some love. So please enjoy this lovely short little fic about this precious child.
Disclaimer: I do not own DnA or Kawakami Norifumi. Unfortunately
Music was the one thing that Nori knew he could always count on. When everything seemed as though it was falling apart, his music would always be there to bring him peace, whenever he needed it. It spoke to him, relaxed him, pumped him up, helped him study, and sometimes… Sometimes it even made him cry, but he'd never let anyone know that. It was because the music spoke to him that it could elicit such responses.
He was able to connect to the songs. Some of them reminded him of his teammates or just his friends and family in general. He was always looking to connect the songs to him personally because if he was ever missing someone, just listening to that song would make Nori feel like the person was there with him.
He also loved listening to the different rhythms, and hearing how the artist was able to use different sounds and instruments to tell a story. He always considered the best songs to be the ones that were able to take his mind to a different place or a different time. It was a type of art that never ceased to amaze him.
Sometimes, however, he wondered what his story would sound like if it was played out in a song. Would it be upbeat and happy? Would it be quiet and peacefully? Would it be a sad song, or would it be loud? Well… it probably wouldn't be loud. He wasn't one to stand out much if ever. If he had to guess a genre, though, he would go with classical. Because… if he really thought about it, his song would be filled with ups and downs. It would be filled with the great times with his friends to the low times with the sleepless nights where he doubted his abilities as pitcher.
But that didn't really bother him anymore. Because during all those sleepless nights where he kept himself up with guilt… where the same inning played over and over again relentlessly keeping his eyes open… music was there. The soft beating would always calm his heart and set his mind at ease for those brief moments of rest. He would never be able to thank those artists enough for their wonderful music.
For Nori music would be one of the things he would never stop loving. Just like his love for baseball.
