A/n: Inspiration for this? I have no idea where it came from. But yes Haji is a famous cellist and Saya is performer. I don't own Blood+
Full summary: Haji is a famous cellist that was only suppose to perform at his grandfather Joel's theater and leave. Until he meets Saya, a dancer. During Saya's rountine during Hajis performance her partner drops her and injures her. She is sentenced to bed rest for three months, ever night she hears a lone cello singing to her, and in the morning there is a red rose waiting for her. Meanwhile Haji watches and cares for her from a far.
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A short, stout, pale man with slicked back brown hair in his late forties, clad in a dark colored suit. Pacing back and forth, under the stage of his grand, brightly lit for the time being, theater in the dressing room of the male performers. He was biting his nails and sweating like, the pig many of the young female actresses and dancers that work for him, know him to be. He finally sighs with relief and wipes his forehead as his partner and the cause of his worry enter the room.
"Finally!Joel, I thought you had let me down!"The stout man exclaims wiping his brow with his handkerchief. His partner, Joel Goldschmidt. A thin, tall, also light skinned man with curly gray hair in his mid-sixties, and in a similar suit to his partner's. Joel laughs lightly and pats his friend on the back.
"Then you need to put more faith in me, Daniel."Joel gestures to the young man he had brought in,"Daniel it is my pleasure to introduce, my grandson Haji."
"Oh! Oh! Haji, it's good to see you! Good to see you! Good to see you! It's great to meet you, welcome to our humble theater."Daniel says shaking the young famous cellist's hand furiously.
Haji, a tall, slender, pale young man in his late teens or early twenties with ink black hair tied back in a shoulder length skinny ponytail. In a black suit and carrying a large case on his back. Is taken back by the elder man's eager tone and...Sweaty hand. He pulls back slightly and steps a fair distance away, he nods.
"Thank you, your theater is beautiful. I do not mean to be rude but, I would like to know when we go on and where to set up. Please."Haji says in a calm voice.
"Oh! Of course!"Much to Haji's dismay Daniel grabs a hold of his arm and yanks him up to the red curtin covered stage with Joel trailing after them. Daniel shows Haji the back of the stage where the band played as the dancers performed. They tell Haji the show will start in twenty minutes and leave him to set up.
Alone Haji does just that, he sets up exactly in the middle of the band where they had told him one of the spotlights will be casted on. As he does some regular members of the band come to set up also, they recognize him and tell him out amazing they think he is, along with some dancers; most of them women. He thanks them, takes his seat, and tunes his fame, his cello. Until a minor distraction catches his eye;
"Ow!"A performer cries. He looks to the right entrance.
A young dancer his age or so, she is petite, almost as pale as he with the same hair color as his, yet her hair style is different from the others, it is clipped short expect for her long bangs that cover half of her face. She holds her broken dancing heel while she leans on a wall for balance and support. For a reason he cannot explain he stands up and moves to stand in front of her, he gently taps her shoulder.
She turns to see who is asking for her attention and sees the handsome cellist. Their eyes meet, he sees her brownish red eye color is like none he has seen in his life, she sees the most beautiful set of steely blue she has ever seen. Her heart skips a beat while he speaks.
"Excuse me. Do you need help?"He asks.
"Um, yes. My heel broke."The dancer girl hands him her broken heel for him to see. After inspecting the shoe piece. He nods.
"I can fix it,"He turns and starts walking back to his seat until he notices the beautiful dancer is hobbling after him. He tries not to uncharatisicly laugh out loud at the sight and offers her his hand."Lean on me."
"Er, thank you."She takes his hand with a tint of rose pink across her cheeks. He supports her all the way to his seat and tells her to sit down on his chair, while he fixes her shoe with the glue he carries in his case."May I ask you two questions, sir?"
"My name is Haji, and yes you may."He tells her ask he holds the heel to the shoe as the glue dries.
"Oh, sorry. Well, Haji I was wondering why you carry glue in your case."She asks with curiosity in her eyes and in her smile.
"My case has been passed down father to son since my great grandfather, so it falls a part time to time, and your second question?"He answers.
"Are you new? I've never seen you here."That question throws him off slightly, piratically every person in the theater knew who he was, yet this girl did not.
"You could say that."
"Ah, well your in for it tonight. I was told some famous musician is suppose to play with the band and during his solo my partner ad I have to do our solo routine. I heard this guy can play pretty fast, so try not to fall behind."Haji suppresses chuckling at the fact she is talking to the famous musician.
"I'm sure I will manage."He hands gives her, her mended shoe.
"I should go, we go on in five minutes and I have check to make sure the other performers know the routine."She stands and turns to leave before he calls after her;
"Wait!"She faces him.
"Yes?"
"May I know your name?"She gives a smile that makes his heart want to leap out of his chest.
"It's Saya."Then she leaves him staring in the direction she left in. He mouths her name before he sees how it sounds when he says it;
"Saya..."
Five minutes pass then the dancers crowd over the the left of the stage, while the band gets to their places, and Joel and Daniel stand center stage. The curtain raises and the packed in crowd claps. A bright spot light falls over the two owners who grin and smile broadly.
"Ladies and gentlemen."Daniel begins.
"It is our pleasure to introduce to you, my grandson he is known through out the world as the most talented cellist of the century-"Joel is cut off by the crowd cheering."Well it seems you all know who I'm talking about. My present our wonderful band! LEAD by Haji Goldschmidt!"
The crowd cheers and clasps as Haji stands and bows to them, his glance is to the performers to see if Saya is there and surprised. He smiles inwardly when he sees her eyes wide and her hand over her mouth.
"With out any more delay, let the show begin!"Daniel ad Joel exit stage right.
The band begins to play the dancers file out the stage, jumping, leaping, twirling in rhythm and time to the music. The crowd watches the amazing performance happening before them, in awe. The show nears an end and it is Haji's solo, and Saya and her partner, a young man her age with curly blonde hair. Haji, as requested by his grandfather, speeds up his playing while Saya and her partner does the same with their artfully choreographed dance.
Haji keeps his head bowed low as he play fiercely, a strange wave of anger washes threw him while, out of the corner of his eye he watches Saya and her partner dance so close. Beads of sweat begin to form on his brow. His fingers are searing with pain.
Then, he finishes his song with jerking his bow across the strings. He looks up panting softly, Saya's partner is preparing to catch her center stage, while she is at stage left ready to make a running start towards him. She runs and her partner catches her and lifts her high in the air. And that is when the expected happens;
CRASH!
The crowd and band gasps and Haji's eyes are wide when they witness Saya's partner loses his grip and on her. She falls into the first row of music stands. The first person to react is Haji, he pushes past the other musicians and kneels beside the fallen performer, he gently picks her up and realizes blood is dripping from her mouth and seeping threw the clothed side of her body where she had fallen on the music stands. His head shots up from Saya;
"CALL A DOCTOR!"
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