blleh. an old piece that makes me feel sad.
He never plays the piano anymore.
Why that is, Tsuna will never know. What he does know is that Hayato will play again. No matter what it takes from the both of them, he will see his best friend play.
So when Gokudera saw the briliant white grand piano in the dark room, Tsuna is ultimately surprised to notice that Gokudera is not happy. Of course he smiles, a smile reserved for the boss alone, but Tsuna knows this one is strained and awkward. He considers pulling down Gokudera's heavy velvet curtains to let the light shine just perfectly on the piano. He decides it isn't time.
Gokudera and the piano aren't friends. He eats breakfast on top of it and drops eggs on its glossy surface. It tempts him and stares him down until he can't sit in his room anymore without someone distracting him. They do not get along. Days go by. Weeks. Months.
Then, suddenly.
A death. An untimely death... and silence.
Everywhere he goes, the horrid silence creeps around everything once vibrant and washes it out to a muted, indescribable color. The vile silence finds anything once animated and smothers it until... there's nothing anymore. Food has no taste, when he can even stomach it. The city lights, the beautiful city lights he once loved are dim and look lonely. Lonely like him. Gokudera never cries. It's the saddest thing that's ever happened, and no one understands.
Except the piano.
Gokudera sits at the bench, leaning over the ivory keyboard. He's afraid to even brush the snowy keys that seem so untouched by time and the dust that comes with it. Minutes pass, his breath becoming heavier until he can't take it anymore and he presses his index finger down on a key.
The sound is pure. It's beautiful. It understands, it feels his pain, it wants more. Gokudera can't hold back anymore. He turns to face the instrument and his hands do the work. For the first time in years, he is without the person that matters the most. For the first time in years, he can play.
He never stops playing the piano anymore.
Why that is, Tsuna will never know.
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