The Violinists' Child

SUMMARY: Tsukimori Harumi, the daughter of the world renowned violinist, Tsukimori Len and the best violin teacher for the children, Tsukimori Kahoko, will take her first step into conquering the world of music by, of course, being born into the world, right? How will things turn out for the violinists' child? Sequel to my fanfiction, Crying For You. R && R!

Pairings: LenxKaho, HarumixOC

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything. This story is a fictional story. Any real name or situation similar to the story is completely coincidental. The plot is made by me, the facts and the characters are either from the manga and anime.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wanted to create another fanfiction, but I can't help but to create a sequel for the most loved story I was able to write. Just by reading your reviews in my past story, Crying For You, and your pleads to make a sequel, I can't ignore them. I was truly thankful for everybody who enjoyed reading that so here, the sequel to it. This story mostly revolves around the Tsukimori child, Harumi on how she will conquer the world of music, like her father and learn how to value the bonds created from her instruments and play with her feelings, like her mother. So, enjoy.

Chapter 1

Len's POV

Morning came swiftly, the sun peeping between the indents of the silk purple curtains of our condominium in Venice when I immediately noticed my wife was out of bed earlier than usual and I realized it was our first wedding anniversary. We were currently in my second concert tour in Europe, and Venice was our current location. Usually, Kahoko and I get up from bed at the same time, but hearing weird noises in the bathroom made me wonder what's wrong with her. Last night she was having this mood swings and all, but I can't get to the point why is she having all this strange behavior these past few days.

Groaning in dismay, I got up from the bed and opened the bathroom door. Seriously, she is not in a pretty shape. She was vomiting and it made my mind wonder in what circumstances would my wife be puking. I was alarmed at the sight of my wife, looking sick. So much for an anniversary. But I couldn't risk her.

I took hold of her dainty figure, rubbing her back mildly. "Kaho. Did you eat anything that made you sick early morning?" I asked, appalled. Without her answering me, and with her continuous vomiting, I knew that I should have called Kabuki-san to assist me and bring my wife to the nearest hospital as soon as possible. I don't have a slight idea on why is Kahoko feeling sick this past few days, her strange cravings for food and her mood swings. "I'm so sorry for making you worry early morning, Len. Did I wake you up from your slumber?" She asked softly, her voice timidly echoing in the tiled bathroom.

"I was scared. I didn't feel you beside me this morning, and I don't know what to do when you are in that current state." I replied, holding her as tightly and gently as possible to prevent any falls. She looks light-headed, and can fall anytime. "Shall I take you to the hospital? I can call Kabuki-san and even take a break from my practices."

"No. Please." She pleaded, her eyes half-closed. "Since when did you feel sick, Kahoko? You should have told me." I said. She was too sick to even move a foot, then I just scooped her in my arms and carried her to the bed. I can't help but to worry about the first person who meant so much to me. "Len? I can walk on my own you know." She protested, squirming in my arms, but I just sighed in nuisance. "Kaho, don't give me a reason to take you at this very moment to the hospital. Even if you don't know, I could just grab the car keys on top of the drawer and drive the car to the hospital." I argued. "Just tell me since when did you feel this way." Finally, she rested her head on my bare chest and sighed tiredly. "Five days ago, I think." She replied bashfully. "If you worry that much, maybe taking me to the hospital will lessen your burden. Like I said, I don't like you worrying about me."

"I'll be the one to take you, Kahoko. Kabuki-san will just drive us there." I laid her gently on the bed, slowly descending to place a kiss on her forehead.

"But your orchestra practice—" She complained, jerking from the bed.

"That can wait, okay? You are my first priority." I answered. "If anything risky happens to you, I would never ever forgive myself for an eternity. Remember this, I couldn't risk you."

She sighed exasperatedly, lying with her on the futon of the bed. "Just for today, Len. Just for this anniversary of ours. It couldn't be that serious. Probably it's just food poisoning or whatever." She said.

–

"Len, could you take me to your practice later? After we're done in the hospital." She asked as we drove to through the busy streets of Venice. I didn't asked Kabuki-san to drive us, and I gave him his day off. I was actually perplexed to hear that from her, because she already heard me play the certain piece I am performing in the concert a lot of times. "I'm repeating the same piece again, don't you get tired of it, love? And it's our anniversary, I'll get a day off." I replied to her request. Of course, I would love to take her there as much as possible, but doesn't she get tired of it? She held my hand tightly, and chuckled.

"Why will I get tired of your music? To hear your music makes me feel at ease. I don't mind. Do you?" She said. I gave her a light chuckle. "I like you to be there, don't worry about a thing, love. But not today, I'll celebrate our anniversary, just the two of us. A date." I replied. From the corner of my eye, I saw her mouth curving in a sweet smile. "Thanks, Len. I love you."

"Oh, here's the hospital Kabuki-san told us." I commented, pulling it in a swift stop. "I'll just park the car."

"I just hope we wouldn't make a fuss there. You have a lot of fans, Len." She stated monotonously. I smiled sheepishly, recognizing the same expression she has painted on her face. "Are you cynical that I have someone from my fans that I laid my eyes upon?" I teased, making her face slightly stern. "Give me a break, Len!" She said, her voice grim. "I am not jealous or whatever." She added and I chortled softly, brushing my finger on her rosy cheek. "Don't worry, Kaho. You're my one and only love and that wouldn't change no matter how many gifts those fans will send to me. It will be of to charity anyway. Nobody can replace you." I said. "Come on, or do you want me to carry you to the hospital?"

"Stop teasing me, Len. I can practically walk on my two feet." She said, pouting. "It's not funny, really."

But then, with all those teasing, she still smiled innocently at me, like the way she smiles in the old days, high school days.

–

"Excellent news, Tsukimori-sama." The nurse said, excitedly approaching me who is peacefully seating on the available chairs along the hospital's white hallways. I held my book between my hands, closing it in a gentle manner. "Yes, what is it?" I replied, my eyes gleaming in exhilaration.

"Your wife is waiting for you in this room, please follow me." She said, leading me through the white walls. "She looks happy and aflutter to see you."

She pulled a certain door, the door with designs of butterflies and diapers and milk bottles, somehow similar to a baby check-up room. "She's behind those curtains." The doctor-in-charge muttered, pointing her finger on the curtained area. "Please, go ahead." The curtains were designed, as if fitting a baby, in blue and pink hues. The room was actually filled with stuffed and adorable toys, which Kaho loves so much, and mostly, baby toys. But I believe she is too old for this kind of stuff.

"Ah. Yes. Thank you." I replied.

"Len?" I heard her voice, sweetly calling me.

"Kaho? Are you okay?" I replied to her call as I slowly approach the curtained area where she stays and grabbing it, slowly sliding it sidewards. Upon seeing her angelic face, I grinned at her, hugging her withing my arms. "What's the excellent news the nurse was speaking about?" I asked, sitting at the edge of the hospital bed she is lying on. I took her hand, intertwining my own into her, Kaho's hand fit perfectly within the spaces of my own fingers.

"Happy first anniversary, Len." She whispered, her voice angelic. "And I have something special to give you. But close your eyes."

And I closed my eyes. She took my hand and placed it somewhere I have really no idea, but it really felt so warm and cozy. She feels so warm, even by touching my hand, I feel so loved and cared for.

"Open your eyes, please." She said.

I slightly blushed when I already saw what I was touching. Her womb? "Is there something you wanted to tell me, love?" I asked, covering my abashed face. She laughed softly. "Don't be like that, Len. Please don't be surprised, okay?" She protested softly, taking the hand covering my face.

"Ah. Yes." I said shakily.

"Len, I carrying your child. I'm pregnant."

Hearing her declaration, my hand slowly slid down from her grasp, my eyes widen in stupor, and my mouth fell with a loud popping sound. My hand traveled to her rosy cheek as I turned to face her. "You're serious!?" I asked, dumbstruck, I never felt this kind of excitement before, and it was my first time to feel extreme happiness. "Yes Len, yes." She said, trapping my lips in a searing kiss.

I'm a soon-to-be-father, I thought. I couldn't believe what I heard. Surely, surely, my wife also feels the same way.

–

"Uhm. Len. Where do you want to go? I mean, I promised we will celebrate our anniversary together, and you'll be skipping practices." She said, intertwining her hands with mine. Basically, I have no slight idea where will I take her. Well, I could take her out in of her favorite restaurants, but I wanted it to be more romantic towards her, even if it sounds tactless. "Where do you want to go?" I asked, implying the emphasis on the 'you'. I mean, after all, we all wanted to celebrate for the reason that she's carrying our child, and all the reason.

"Well, I always wanted to go to the beach." She said excitedly. "It's been awhile since we went there."

"Picnic?" I asked, kissing her head swiftly.

"Yeah. Do you like it?" She said, looking at me innocently and slowly sliding her free hand to the sides of my face. I grinned at her remarkably, practically liking the idea of having a beach picnic, just the two of us. "It's perfect, Kaho." I said.

"Really perfect."

–

"If you're going to drink whiskey by the balcony, you might as well put some shirt on." She whispered, wrapping her arms on my waist. "You'll end up getting sick." I just soon realized that being wrapped around her petite arms makes me feel warm amidst the shivering night. "I'd rather be wrapped around by you than having some shirt on." I said sweetly, touching her arms. "Besides, your factually warmer than any shirt I have, even if you're in a night gown like now."

"Len. You really are a teaser." She joked.

"It's true, really." I protested weakly. "I really love you so much." Taking her slowly from behind, I clinched her tightly, burying my face on her hair. I felt really happy being with her, it's like a heaven we created. I couldn't ask for anything more now that I have the first prize. I felt I am the happiest man alive just by thinking that my name is engraved with hers forever. Tsukimori Kahoko. "And I love you so much, too." She replied softly on my chest.

"I'm happy, being with you forever, Len. It's the only thing I could ever wish in my life, other than carrying our child." She whispered softly as I ran my fingers through her long fiery hair, dancing gracefully in the evening breeze. "You're right.." I replied, hugging her tighter. It's like tears of joy would suddenly burst out of my system.

"Actually, when I first thought that I would lose you so suddenly when I flew here after graduation, it's like I abruptly fell into depression. I was so mad at myself for letting you cry, for making you sad." I said, realizing that she held my body around her arms. "I didn't really mind that, Len. Just as long as you are happy taking your dream, I'm fine with it. Besides, forget about the past. What matters most is you are here with me and I am here with you, and our child is really expectant to see the father. I can feel it." She said.

"If it's a girl, it will definitely look like you, Kaho." I said. "Like, uhm, a little Tsukimori Kahoko." She laughed pleasingly. "And if it's a boy, it's a little Tsukimori Len. But most definitely, it will take a lot of features from you, daddy." She replied, distancing from my body and looking at me with beautiful golden eyes. I leaned to her slowly as she close her eyes, and I locked her lips with mine.

Yes, I love her so much. More than my own existence.

–

Early morning, I heard chopping sounds from the kitchen, which abruptly awaken me from sleep. The mix smell of coffee and tea filled the whole condominium and the chattering of voices are heard. Getting up from the bed, I slid my feet into the cozy bedroom bunny slippers (actually, Kahoko bought that for me, and it will be a total waste not to use the fuzzy bunny slippers), and took the bathrobe from the closet since I couldn't find the shirt I wore before burying myself in the covers of the bed, and walk towards the kitchen.

"Hey, Kaho. Good—" I'm slowly shocked at the scene I have seen. It's early morning, for Pete's sake! Why would those people visit us out of the blue!?

"Good morning, Len." Kaho replied, even if I didn't have the chance to finish my greeting to her. She's wearing my shirt last night, the shirt complimenting her petite body, falling above her knees. "Would you like to have breakfast? Misa-san is actually waiting for you to wake up before taking her share." I twitched an eyebrow, aghast to find my mother and father sitting on the chairs of the dining table.

"Since when did you arrive, mother, father?" I asked, taking my seat on the dining table.

Mother smiled at me, and shifting her smile at Kaho, who already sat beside me. "Kabuki-san picked us up at the airport an hour ago. We thought of surprising the both of you for your first wedding anniversary. Evidently, Kaho-san is surprised to see us so I guess the plan worked like a charm." She replied, taking a sip from the brewed tea. "Kaho-san is even kind enough to prepare breakfast for us." Father added, smiling bashfully towards us.

"Uhm. Right.." I said, concluding.

"Excuse me, for a while, please?" Kahoko said, unanticipated as she swiftly run towards the bathroom, which is just a turn on the left corner of the whole condominium. I finally registered in my mind what she is already up to, and my parents would probably be worried about it.

"Len?" Mother said.

"Yes, mother?"

"Is Kaho-san alright?" She asked, although I have taken a few senses that mother already knows what kind of 'sickness' Kaho has every morning. She is a mother after all. I know she's alright, we already know what's up and the only thing we need is to tell the news to them. "She's fine, mom." I said consolingly.

"Oh. I'm sorry," Kaho said, emerging from the left corner. "I really didn't mean to—"

"Kaho-san, please. Take your seat. Do you have something to tell us?"

"Uhm. Well." She mumbled, taking her seat beside my chair. "It's really kind of complicated, and I, uhm, well. How will I say it?" It feels really awkward in this situation, seriously. And probably, I, as the soon-to-be-father of the child she's carrying, better take the initiative to speak for my love.

"Mother, frankly speaking, you and father are grandparents soon." I said bluntly. Of course, mother's expression were always expectant and an I-already-know-about-that face, while father's is kind of appalled but all the same, happy, like me, actually. "Uhm. Yes, that's true." Kahoko added, smiling at me nervously.

"Congratulations, then." Father said cheerfully. "An addition to our family, plus, I really can't get over the thought that I am a grandfather, a-soon-to-be, that is."

"Does your mother know about this, Kaho-san?"

"Well, I thought about this matter last night. Since Len is busy with his tours, I think I'll be flying to Japan soon, after his concert this Saturday, and he continue with the tours. I'll stay with my mom for awhile." She said, looking lowly. Naturally, I couldn't argue with her. After all, she needs to spend some time with her mother. She's been away from home for more than three years just for my sake. And with her condition, being with her mom is probably the best. "I'm sure your mother will be delighted, Kaho-san." Mother agreed.

"The only thing left is for Len to approve." Father said.

"She could go. I mean, I'm her husband. I am supposed to know what is best for my wife, especially in such a delicate condition. I already deprived her enough from her family. I guess this is the right time for her to go home and spend time with her mother and siblings. I wouldn't want her to be tired and stressed out for my concerts. I just want her safe and happy." I said. "But I promise that I'll come to you after the concerts are done. I know they are far from done, but even though, I could take a break and come to you."

"Len.. I—"

"That's how much I love you."

"So, it's settled then. Kaho-san will stay in Japan for awhile. Do you need assistance? You could be swarmed by those crazy paparazzi and the die-hard fans of Len." Mother suggested but Kaho politely disagreed. "I'm comfortable with just me. Thank you so much for the offer, Misa-san. Besides, what I personally think is that having those kind of people would just attract people."

–

"Kaho. I'll miss you terribly." I whispered, hugging her tightly before letting her leave the car parked in front of the airport. "I know that this is for the best."

"I'll miss you, too, Len." She replied. "And thanks, for doing this for me. Don't worry about a thing. I'll be fine, with our little angel."

"I love you, Tsukimori Kahoko."

Until we meet again...

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First chapter's done. And I know it's boring.. (T^T) haha.. anyway.. so Len will make Kahoko go to Japan so she'll be fine and not stressed out for all those concert tours and blah..blah..blah.. wah! I love seeing them together! :3 ~~reviews please! I really appreciate it! :D