Your Lie In Winter

Disclaimer: Your Lie In April does not belong to me, it belongs to its respective owner(s). This chapter was beta'd by Yondaime-koi, please read his fanfics too. He is a cool guy :D ( no his not he added the smiley ) ( he is go read his fics )

Author's note: I got ran over by the feel train in the ending of Your Lie In April. So as a result I decided to read a few fanfics to satiate the feels. To my infinite horror, there are not a lot of fanfics for me to read D:. Coincidentally, I just finished my exams and I'm left with nothing else to do apart from cardistry so, I decided to write a fan fiction. Here's the result.

This is my first one so please don't judge, if anything please review constructively.

Chapter 1:

Beads of sweat and tears dripped down Kousei's cheeks as he continued to pound the piano. His mind was a raging torrent of emotions. But in the chaotic midst of his mind, a single thing stayed clear, clear from are uncertainty and doubt.

"Kaori," he thought to himself as he continued to pour all his being into the one song, the song that was his last chance to reach Kaori; the last chance to save her.

The last thing she remembered was being carried onto the operating table and nothing after that. But when she opened her eyes again, she was no longer in any place she recognised. The place she woke up to was...

...Simply beautiful.

There she was, standing with her violin on the deep blue sea with nothing as far as she could see. The blue sky above her was glittering like jewels while the clouds seemed so white, a perfect match with the sky. She felt the waves gently caress her soles as she stood on it, it was beautiful.

Kaori smiled sadly to herself. "So I died, huh," she thought to herself absently. She was at peace, she was prepared to face this moment, as she had been for years. She was prepared to die.
Was.

Suddenly, a note echoed through the area, crisp and light. She raised her head in shock. It was followed by another, and another. Soon the tune of Chopin`s Ballad No. 1 in G minor, Op. 23 began resounding across the area.

"Kousei," Kaori thought to herself as she walked towards the source of the music. She broke into a sprint as she went closer to the source of the sound. Tears were streaming down her pale cheeks as she clutched onto her violin tightly. All that remained in her head was what a boy, a boy that she loved, told her on the rooftop of the hospital.

It was snowing, and all he said was "please, play with me one more time."
"Kousei," her heart beating quickly as she saw him sitting in front of the Steinway & Sons piano as he played the piece she picked for him. Smiling sadly and without a word she took up her violin and started playing possibly her last piece in this world, with the person she loved.

Kousei heard her first. He heard the unmistakable melody that only Kaori could produce, he heard the wild and beautiful music that only the girl who refused to follow the composer's intention would be able to play. He heard the music that only the girl in his dreams could play.

Then he saw her, she was in a simple gown, the one she wore when they first performed. It was unbelievably simple, yet it look perfect on her slim and small frame. She was holding her violin with closed eyes and a beautiful small smile on her lips.

She was as beautiful as ever.

Despite the beauty standing in front of him, Kousei's breath hitched as he knew that Kaori did not make it. He knew that she was here to only fulfil her last promise.

To play with him once again.

With tears welling up in his eyes, Kousei forced a smile to match Kaori and continued to play, but this time with Kaori's accompaniment as well.

He started playing, reaching out to her.

Together, he and she painted a picture, a picture of what could have happened and should have happened, a picture of joy, love and colour. They painted it together with all of their emotions, note after note, and at that single moment of time, the world was theirs and theirs only. Everything was so beautiful, so perfect.

All good things must come to an end.

As the final note of the song was played, Kousei could not hold back his tears and they spilled out of his eyes as he saw Kaori turn to him and give him one last regretful smile. As a single tear glittering with regret and sadness rolled down her flawless face, she exploded into a torrent of cherry blossom petals, like a firework, with her slowly vanishing from his sight. And like a firework, her life was fleeting, but beautiful.

Or so did he thought.

Unbeknownst to him, after her presumed death, a single cherry blossom spiralled down from the sky and landed softly in the water of the heaven-like place, and in which the ripple it created will change the course of two lives.

For a person who was possibly experiencing her last moments, Kaori had surprisingly little thoughts.

"So, this is the end huh." She bitterly smiled to herself as she felt the last of her consciousness slip away into an eternal slumber. She reflected upon her life and idly lamented how unfair it is. She was fully ready to give up fighting, until the moment she saw Kousei breaking down in tears.

"Please, don't leave me!" she heard Kousei screaming in her head.

She twitched as a little consciousness returned to her.

"You brought colours into my monotone world, do not take it away from me again!"

Another twitch.

"Live! You are so strong! You can beat any illness!"

"Live! I need you!"

"...I love you."

Kaori's eyes snapped open at that moment. Tears cascaded down from her eyes, she forcefully pulled back some of her consciousness from the alluring sleep and decided to fight one last time. "Kousei needs me! I can never leave him alone! I love him, I want to play with him again! I need to fight and live!" She gritted her teeth and continued fighting the seemingly inevitable outcome.

"I am not ready to die."

As Kousei pressed his last key and thus concluded his performance, the concert hall broke into a thunderous applause. But Kousei's heart was not on the praise and reputation he had gotten. His sole focus was one person.

The person whom he liked, loved. The person who was undergoing a high-risk surgery at the hospital just to be able to play with him again.

"Kaori". That was all he had in mind as he sprinted out of the concert hall and straight towards the hospital.

The pain was too unbearable, the truth was too unbearable. He needed to see his love, no matter what.

Author's notes: I had to rewatch the entire episode 22 of this anime countless times just to write this chapter, so imagine the feels I was getting. Anyway, please tell me what you think about this chapter and I am open to suggestions on how should I continue my story. Oh yeah, big thanks to the flame on a raindrop for letting me use his ending for his first chapter. It was him, progidalsnake and pandadawg ( nice name ) that inspired me to start writing this.

Attention! This is my first fanfic, but I do not mind any kind of constructive criticism as long as you can tell me where I have done wrong, I will be sure to try to change it as soon as possible. The next update should take a longer while, about a week or more, two weeks at most as i have to at least write chapter 2 and 3 and plan out chapter 5 and 6 before posting chapter 2, after that, you guys can expect regular updates. It will be faster also as i no need to FRIGGING REFER TO THE GODDAMN ANIME every 5 min.

Also, regarding the length of the chapter, I will try my best to keep the content over a thousand words because I feel scrubby if I do not reach 1k at least ( look at yondaime-koi :(, so expect longer chapters in future. I also enjoy rambling so expect long author's notes.

Yeah that's all, thanks for reading.

P.S. Check out Yondaime-koi for his Naruto fics, The Yondaime's Legacy and The Rise Of A Legend, as well as his upcoming work Asura's Transmigrant!