A/N : This is one of my favourite animes and it was, still is quite inspiring! I hope you enjoy This Fan Fiction.
I don't own anything to do with La Corda D'Oro – Primo Passo or La Corda D'Oro – Secondo Passo!
Chapter One : Pouring Rain
'Rain…' She thought to herself as she looked up into the ash-darkened sky; a single drop caressing her cheek as to try and comfort her before the storm…
'I'm invisible to the world_ there nothing left for me, so why is it that I continue?' Walking to the edge of the railing overlooking the endless ocean that lied beyond her gaze; soaked to the bone, her clothes felt heavy, and cold met her skin.
'Everything… everything I see, do, feel, say, think – it's all like déjà vu!' She held out her hand, inspecting it slowly as if it weren't her own_
'Nothing special about me, nothing at all_' The wind picked up speed and ferocity; she could feel it tuck at her hat, securing it so as to not fly off into the distance, she pulled her hoody over her head.
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Kahoko Hino and Shōko Fuyuumi sat inside of their favorite cake shop, refreshing their souls from the cold, drinking tea eating their absolute favorite cakes, whilst waiting for the rest of their friends to show up.
"Mio! Nao!" Came the joyful cry from Kahoko.
"Hey! Nami said she'll be a bit late, she just has to finish her 'big scoop', you know how she is!" Mio said, slightly tilting her head to the side with an innocent smile that made her seem like a child.
"So how are your practices coming along?"Came Nao.
"Still got a long way to go, but I'll continue to play the music with all my love!" Kahoko said, clasping the warm tea cup in both her hands, her eyes close as if to picture herself playing the violin.
Shōko smiled warmly with a barely audible giggle escaping her, glad to hear Kahoko's determination!
"Hi, sorry I'm late." The bell echoing peacefully as the door opened and closed in the presence of Nami.
"So what's the 'big scoop' that had you preoccupied, that it had to be finished a week before the school reopens?" Mio asked with a playful voice.
"You'll just have to wait and see…" Nami waved her finger gently in the air, as to emphasize her answer as staying 'no way I'm telling you now'.
"Okay, okay, we won't ask! But this rain sure is ominous_" Nao voiced her mind.
The girls all grimaced at the thought and pushed it aside! They then continued their conversations, full of laughter and joy!
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Len Tsukimori gently placed his violin in its carrying case, remembering the sweet sound that it just now had played, so close to perfection; knowing that perfection is in the eyes of the beholder_ or in this case the one who hears and listens to the music.
'It's been pouring all day now…' He thought to himself as he stared out of the window. Just then a knock came on the door.
"Come in!" He said; once it would have sounded cold and demanding, now it was warm and welcoming.
"Dinner's almost ready, and then you should get ready for tonight!"
"I'll be right down in a moment." He answered. Taking this moment, he took a final gaze out of the window…
'Almost as if hiding someone's sorrows…'
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As the final notes resounded in the instrument stop, Ryōtaro Tsuchiura looked up at Mr. Minami.
"It sounded so sad yet embracing_" Mr. Minami said with a sigh.
"Fitting for a day like this, wouldn't you say – with all this rain?
"Yes, indeed_ will you play one more song for an old man's soul, before heading out to meet up with everyone?" Mr. Minami asked with smile suppressed on his face.
Without a word Ryōtaro started to play Rachmaninoff's Prelude Opus 32 No. 10; the piano taking in all of his emotions and feelings that he played with_
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Keiichi Shimizu Continued playing his Cello half asleep, his thoughts always on that important lessen Kahoko's performances in the concours had taught him – that for music to be completely perfect in every sense is not technique or even how you read and play off of the music sheets, but rather it is when music is played with one's very soul!
'Tonight's going to be fun! Too bad this rain feels so lonely…' A smile gracing features that made him seem more angelic.
"I Think I'll play this song and ask the rain to carry it to whomever it is that is crying right now to help cheer up and smile again!" As he straightened himself he started playing Beethoven's Cello Sonata No. 3 in A Major Opus 69, III. Adagio Cantabile-Allegro Vivace - the melody warm and sincere!
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The children were in awe as Kazuki Hihara played his trumpet with such joy playfulness, their moods immediately lifted from the depressiveness they felt, because of the rain.
He was currently helping Shinobu Ousaki with teaching the children more about music, and as for his specialty – encouraging them! After the days lessons Kazuki and Shinobu stood by the door looking out into the bleakness of the day that the rain had brought about.
"It's a shame that today's rain feels so depressive." Shinobu incited his thoughts.
"Yeah, as if… it's trying t hide someone's screams…"
Checking that all the instruments and equipments was in the car, they left to meet up with everyone else and together ready for that night's performance at the City Theatre.
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Azuma Yunoki was on his way home to get ready for a performance he and his friends were to go watch, when he saw a dark figure walking in the pouring rain. Quickly he had his driver pull over, getting out his umbrella…
"Do you need a ride?" His voice sweetly asked. As the 'figure' looked up; Azuma was shocked to see how pale the girl was!
Turning her face upwards towards the sky, seemingly embracing the rain, her eyes closed.
"No_" she said softly, her voice drowned by the rain beating down on them. She then continued her walk in the rain staring down at the ground.
An honest frown graced his appearance, and he walked up to the girl holding his umbrella over the both of them, he gestured to his driver to leave them be.
"Then at least let me get you dried up before you catch a cold." He said more as a demand than as a suggestion.
Taking her by the arm he gently directed her in the direction of the nearest boutique.
'Why? It won't change a thing! I'm still… like a rock to be tossed away like trash…' she told herself.
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"Let's see_" Azuma picked out a light pink polo neck jersey , cream colored, long sleeved dress that fits just above the knees, with black form fitting trousers, and to top it all off a snow white wool inlined jacket with black heel boots.
"Go on! I want to see how it looks on you!" he demanded. She turned towards the fitting room_
Having dressed in the clothes he picked out she stared at her reflection in the mirror_
'Why?'
She walked out to 'present' herself to Azuma, her hat still firmly fitted onto her head.
"You look splendid! Now we should just take off your h…" Having reached for her hat, she jerked backwards pulling down on her hat to ensure that it was still there!
"Alright, alright!" He turned, his eyes scanning the shop as he spotted a white wool hat.
"Try this_"
She locked eyes with him, fiery within hers scolded him for his previous attempted action_
She slowly reached for the new hat and turned towards the fitting room. After a moment she graced Azuma with her presence again, now with the white hat.
"Excellent! Now we're both dressed for success!" He turned and walked towards the umbrella rack, picking out a plain pink umbrella.
"How much?"
"Thank you…" She said barely heard and out of politeness.
'Why?' She thought to herself.
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"So where were you heading to?" Azuma asked out of curiosity.
"Library." She answered – short and sweet.
They continued to walk, him now knowing their destination.
On entering the public library, she immediately started her stroll amongst the book shelves, picking out the books she wanted. When she was finished with checking out the books; she had a set of sixteen books neatly stacked in her book-bag.
"Let me take you home?" He once again asked more as a demand, and she simply nodded_
Pointing to the direction only when getting to turning points; the driver humbly obeyed.
"Stop here." She softly demanded.
Getting out she bowed slightly.
'Why? Why would anyone ever care…?
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Having phoned his friends to inform them that he'll be late and that he'll meet them at the theatre entrance, they were all gathered outside; the doors just now opened.
"Where is he?!" Len firmly asked.
"Right here!" Azuma answer came.
"What took you so long?" Kazuki asked pulling his friend and gripping him around the neck as if to choke him, but in a more playful manner!
Azuma gave a smug smile
"Just had to help someone out."
"Who was she?" Kazuki asked devilish.
"I don't know…" his face was questioning.
"I honestly don't know, but one thing's for sure; she's mysterious_"
A/N : Thank you for reading! You're welcome to leave comments or reviews, but please no flame!
If you want to hear the songs mentioned in this chapter you can go watch or rather listen at the following web pages:
watch?v=h51zhv3T6Mk for , Ryōtaro Tsuchiura's piano piece
and
watch?v=6Z2B5V7cxm0 for Keiichi Shimizu's Cello piece.
