This was not exactly how I planned to spend my first day at Eitoku, but this is how it turned out so I just will have to make the best of it. For the most part, the infirmaries bed sheets are really soft. My eyes lazily gazed at the clock on the wall. 12:00. My ears patiently listened for the chiming of the sweet bells and were greeted promptly by them. The sound filled the empty room, making me feel as though I had some company. Makino and the F4 had to leave for classes, but Makino promised she would give me a ride home. My spirits flew at the thought and in my excitement I threw the covers off of me and swung my feet over the side of the bed. My knee still throbbed a bit, but after testing my weight on it I found I was able to stand. It was lunch time, but my bento had become an unappetizing mess when I fell.
"Oh well" I thought. "Not having a little lunch won't kill you."
My eyes fell on my violin case and my fingers started to tingle. Now, I know this may sound strange, but it is like my fingers have a mind of their own whenever they touch the smooth wood of the violin. They express my feelings from the very deepest crevice of my heart; they find a way to explain how I feel when my mouth fails to make the words. Whenever I am in the best or most melancholy of moods, through this music I find the best way of expressing myself. Whenever I am overwhelmed with any emotion, my fingers just start to…tingle, they demand the violin.
As I slowly made my way over to the case, my fingers already started to play a sweet, happy tune. I carefully took it out of its case and made my way over to the balcony. The suns warm rays regenerated me as I placed the violin under my chin. I then allowed all my emotion to flow out of my arm, into my fingers, and onto the violin which filled my mind and body with a sweet familiar sound. I allowed my sore body to move with the music and then, feeling content with what I played I lowered from my chin and sighed.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of someone clapping coming from the right side of me. Looking over I saw Rui, standing on the landing of the staircase outside. The sun danced beautifully on his light colored hair and his eyes seemed to be smiling.
"That was beautiful." He said, leaning on the balcony rail, resting his head on the palm of his hand.
"T-thanks." I said, trying not to trip over my words. I had to be the clumsiest person in the entire world. I seemed to always trip over things that weren't there and fall going up the stairs. I could rehearse what I was going to say to someone hours in advance in front of the mirror but when the time came to actually say it, I seemed to forget everything I had practiced and stutter. It is kind of pathetic being that my dad was a famous actor who, even when he had no idea what to say, could put together sentences so lucidly that anyone would believe what he was saying.
Last spring he was in a terrible motorcycle accident. I never got to say goodbye to him. Living in the big empty house in California became unbearable. Every corner that I turned I expected to see his smiling face, hear his goofy laugh, smell the sweet scent of his cherry cigars. My mom decided to move back home for a bit. My dad had many different enterprises, food companies and he was well known for his charity relief aids in Africa. Coming back to my mother's native country is just what we needed, away from the press and cameras. I truly hated it. Living in the nice small apartment my mom is renting is very comfortable. My mom decided to work instead of laze around the house with nothing to do, just living of the millions my father has made. She is a hard worker, and if she isn't doing something, she easily gets bored.
"Have you eaten yet?" He asked, "I have plenty of food, if you are hungry that is."
Trying to be polite I responded, "No, thank you. I already-" Right then my stomach growled so loud and gave me away; I thought the whole campus heard it. I smiled nervously, half wishing pound on my stomach to make it shut-up, half wanting to run away from him in embarrassment. Stupid organs.
He chuckled a bit, making me want to die on the spot, then leaned over and brought up a bento box.
"I have plenty. My grandma came in from Hong Kong this weekend and insists on stuffing all kinds of her hand-made food down my throat. I swear, that old lady just won't slow down in her old age." He said like he was trying to coax a cat from underneath a car with milk.
"I don't need that much persuading, I am not a cat. I'll come" I said, turning around before he could see my face starting to flush bright red. I speedily walked into the room and slid the glass door shut and fell face first into the bed.
"Why did I say that? I'm am idiot. A really stupid idiot. Cat? COME ON. Who the hell would accuse him of trying to coax me like a cat?" I thought, pushing myself up and putting the violin back into its' case before it became a victim of my frustration. I walked into the bathroom and examined myself in the mirror. Ew. Not helping much. I tried to make my long, light brown wavy hair somewhat presentable. Not helping. It seemed to look more like a crows nest the more I tried to fix it. It looked fine this morning, but I had to go fall off of my bike. Yay me. Plus there was a band aid…on my face. T.T. My blue eyes seemed to be the only thing that looked presentable. I turned away from the mirror and took in a deep breath.
"Stop making a mountain out of an anthill. Just talk to him. Let him get to know you." I whispered, trying to calm myself.
"Let who get to know you?" A voice said, making me jump at least 5 feet into the air. I slowly turned around to see Rui standing in the doorframe of the bathroom. I gulped.
"What are you doing in here." I blurted, my hand flying to tuck a piece of fly away hair behind my ear.
"I heard your voice coming from in here and the door was open so I came in."
"When you hear a voice coming from a bathroom you just decide to let yourself in?"
"I suppose so." He shrugged, holding out the bento box in front of him. "I know you're hungry."
I swiveled on my heels to face the sink just to advert my gaze from his from a bit.
"I hate to think of the poor people you have walked in on when they were using the bathroom." I said quietly.
"hmm?" He said, taking out a pair of wooden chopsticks.
"Nothing" I said quickly, turning to face him again, trying not to stare at his perfect face to long. I would either loose my footing or drool. I didn't really want to do either.
Just then the nurse came in and stopped short as she looked into the bathroom.
"Um, the bathroom is not the ideal place to eat lunch kids." She said with a bewildered look on her face.
My eyes widened then looked down to the floor in embarrassment. Rui laughed.
"You really are cute." He said, putting the chopsticks back into the box.
"Just like a cat. I think I will call you Aiko."
Aiko. I didn't exactly know what it meant, but I knew it was a pet name. Great. This was a really fun first impression. Anyone have a shovel? I think I will start digging my grave now.
This was the second chapter. Please tell me what you think. If I don't get reviews, what is the point of using my time to finish it?
HAHA, bathroom scene, I don't remember if it was in the mange, But does anyone remember a certain scene like this from the Japanese live Drama?
hmmm...
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