Yukiko: Welcome everyone to the sequel of Silent Love at Concert B: Listen to Your Heart!

*Cast and Crew applause*

Yukiko: Thank you! Thank you! I would like to thank all the reviewers and readers that read Silent Love and as my token of gratitude I give you all this Sequel!

Ichigo: Welcome you all.

Toshiro: 'We all hope you will enjoy reading Listen to Your Heart.'

Momo & Rangiku: THANKS!

Summary: It has been yet another 3 years since Ichigo made that phone call with Momo, he and Toshiro are now full scholar graduates at the top of their class and are now working in great jobs: Ichigo has a PhD in the medical field, took over the family business of the Kurosaki Clinic and Toshiro a teacher for the deaf and mute. A letter arrives in the mail and it's from Momo's parents stating that America is now open for them. Their lives will be filled with excitement, drama, family, romance, music and voices.

Toshiro sighed, placed his cheek against the palm of his hand and continued to grade papers that his students filled out during class earlier. He was now 22 years of age and worked at a public high school just outside the area where he lives. Toshiro lives his lover Ichigo Kurosaki at the same apartment they moved into 3 years ago. The white haired man did not change much aside having his hair trimmed but still had its infamous gravity defying style. Wearing a white shirt with a blue chinese dragon on the side and black jeans, Toshiro sighed silently for the 12th time that day and placed his pen on his desk. The mute man stood up and packed up his items together to head back home. As he walked through the door of his class Toshiro thought,

I wonder what should I make for dinner tonight?

Just when he entered the main office to check out, a certain male approached Toshiro from behind,

"Yo, Toshiro! Checking out early too huh?"

The said man turned around and smiled at his friend who played the guitar. Toshiro pulled out his touch phone, which he received on his 20th birthday from Ichigo, and typed up his words,

'Hey Damon, how was your day?'

Damon worked with Toshiro at the high school as a tennis coach and Chemistry teacher, he is still way taller than Toshiro and his hair grew out more.

"Eh, same old same old. However, some punk tried to be a smart-ass towards me, but I set him straight."

Toshiro raised an eyebrow which said, 'How?'

Damon smirked, "I threw a tennis ball that was on my desk at his head and told him to head over to the dean. Damn punk."

Toshiro silently laughed and signed his name on the check out and moved aside for Damon to sign out, 'How's Miku?'

That is correct, Damon and Miku are currently going out and they've been together ever since their college years. Toshiro and their other friend Shiori Sakamoto were the first to notice their love atmosphere while Ichigo was the last.

'Have you done it Damon?'

"Done what?"

Toshiro rolled his eyes, 'Have you popped the question to her?'

Damon Sykes wants to marry Miku Soraryuu,but he has yet asked her to. All Toshiro see Damon do is fiddle with the diamond ring in his pocket.

'When are you going to ask?'

Damon turned from the table and sighed, "Dunno man."

Toshiro whacked Damon upside the head, 'Idiot.'

Ichigo rolled his shoulders from the lack of movement for the past hour or so from reading and writing reports and prescriptions for the varies patients he took care of. He took over the family clinic after he graduated from college and the numbers of patients have skyrocketed ever since. The orange hair 22 year old stood up from his work space and headed out the door to the hall that had different patient rooms to the front desk. When he got there he was greeted by two of his coworkers and fellow friends,

"How's it going today Miku? Shiori?"

The raven haired female looked up from the computer and sighed, "Same old same old Ichigo." Miku was wearing a brown and pink scrub which made he look a little girly. Shiori came out from the record room behind Miku, looking at some patients file in a light green scrub with black flowers,

"Nothing interesting today."

Ichigo walked around the reception desk and threw himself at an available chair with a groan, "Today is soooo damn slow!"

All of a suddenly Ishhin came barreling through the door which connected with the Kurosaki home and flew across the air to kick his son.

"NO SLACKING OFF ON THE JOB MY SON!" Ichigo just bent forward and easily dodged the assault sending the elder Kurosaki into the record room with a crash, Miku and Shiori just looked at their work and said in a non-interested voice, "Good afternoon, Mr. Kurosaki."

Th two women in the clinic were use to having Isshin randomly attack Ichigo during work, whether it be Ichigo on his lunch break or with a patient.

Ichigo's eye twitched, "Dammit Dad! Why don't you just go back into the house and watch your damn shows!"

Isshin cried animatedly and reluctantly left the clinic, Ichigo ran his hand across his hair and looked at the clock, "I'll see you guys tomorrow."

Shiori looked up from the paperwork and smirked, "Don't want to be late before Toshiro gets home because last time he nearly killed you for coming home late."

Ichigo nodded and went back to his office to collect his stuff, he walked behind the desk and glanced at a framed photo on the table; it was a photo of him and Toshiro hugging each other with smiles on their faces, the background was their apartment when they first got it. Ichigo smiled at the memory, grabbed his bag and left the room.

"See ya guys!"

"Bye Ichigo!"

"Later Ichigo."

Ichigo left through the doors and walked casually to his red cherry 2001 Toyota Celica which was parked in the Kurosaki household driveway. Beeping it open, Ichigo threw his bag on the passenger seat before getting into the driver seat and driving off home before a certain white haired lover got there.

Ichigo approached his apartment door and pulled out his house keys, "I wonder if Toshiro got in before me."

Turning the key, Ichigo stepped into his home, dumping his keys on the counter, "Toshiro! I'm home!"

He didn't get a reply due to the fact that Toshiro was mute, but there was something in the atmosphere that made his stomach twist and churn. He looked to the counter table and saw the mail on top of it which means,

Toshiro's home...

Sighing to himself, Ichigo prepared himself for the nagging that he will receive from his lover. When he turned the corner to the kitchen, all Ichigo saw was Toshiro standing over the kitchen stove, slowly stirring some sort of soup or stew. Ichigo eyed the white haired man cautiously as he made his way over to the dinner table. Just when he was about to sit down, a spoon came flying towards his head, nearly hitting poor Ichigo square on the face. Ichigo looked back at the spoon before turning back to his lover who was looking back at him with a smile.

'Welcome home Ichigo.'

Ichigo watched Toshiro's hands move, it conveyed the right words, but there was something sinister in the way he did it though.

"T-Thanks Toshiro... W-what's for dinner?"

Toshiro looked at the stove and back to Ichigo, 'Beef stew. I was in the mood. It is your favorite, right?'

All the color in Ichigo's face left as he watch Toshiro walk towards him, "Y-You do k-know me best, Yuki Hime."

Toshiro stood in front of Ichigo with a smile plastered on his face. The next thing Ichigo knew was that he was on the floor and Toshiro standing over him with an evil aura surrounding him,

'That's what you get for coming home late again!'

Ichigo sat up quickly and glared at Toshiro, "I was busy! There were more patients today than last time! I can't help it!"

'You could have at least called me!'

Ichigo fell silent and stared at Toshiro with sadden eyes, "I'm sorry Yuki Hime."

Toshiro sighed and went down on his knees and hugged Ichigo around his neck, 'You better be.' He released Ichigo and smiled, 'You want to eat or take a shower first?'

Ichigo looked at the clock and stood up, bringing Toshiro with him, "I'll take a shower first, I reek of the doctor's office."

Toshiro nodded and went back to the stove, Ichigo walked out of the kitchen to the counter table near the front door and went through the mail.

Bill... Recommendation letters... bill... freaking Dad, stop sending me letters! Wait... what's this?

The letter before him was slightly thick and was addressed to him, what surprised Ichigo was the American flag stamp at the top of the letter. Ripping it open, Ichigo read the contents of the letter, it was from Momo's parents. Reading the materials, Ichigo's heart was soaring to the skies when he read that America is now available for them to enter.

Ichigo dumped out the rest of the items in the packaging and saw two passport looking like booklets that had the word "VISA" on the cover. He opened each booklet and saw that it had his facial picture on the first page.

I don't remember sending our pictures to Momo's parents...

Then suddenly it came back to him: he remembered Momo asking to take their pictures individually for a project she was conducting.

"So that's how they got the picture..." Ichigo laughed and took the materials to the bedroom he and Toshiro shared, "I'll have to tell Toshiro over dinner."

The orange haired man smiled, "Thanks Momo. I really owe you for this."

Yukiko: And done! Damn, took a while. I can't really tell of this is short of not because the thing that I use to type this up doesn't have a word count. So sorry if it is too short, I'll try to make it longer next time.

Toshiro: 'I love my scene in the kitchen, even though it made me look like a damn housewife.'

Ichigo: Why do I have to be pummeled by Toshiro? What did I do?

Toshiro: 'Being an idiot.'

Yukiko: An idiot that you love! Everyone! Please review and I'll post up the next chapter as soon as possible! Thanks!

~~Yukiko Shiroryuu~~