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Thanks to those who commented on the first chappy, and yeah i'm posting the 2nd one pretty quick but i couldn't wait, enjoy!
luv, Kat
Chapter 2: The Hunt is On
The next evening (I hate mornings and refuse to get up so early), I was determined to find that boy make him mine. Why? Because I always get what I want, of course! I showered, put on my sexiest clothes with a hat and sunglasses for disguise, and went outside to my dark blue 2012 Lamborghini LP700-4(because I always like to have the next big thing a year in advance) to search for the silver eyed beauty. Let's see, I first saw him on Oxford, so I'll go there first and ask around. I parked nearby the street, got out, and walked toward the many people and shops that inhabited the area.
To my luck, the 1st man I asked knew exactly who I was talking about. He directed me to the HMV music retailer on 150 Oxford Street and said, "Just ask for the Piano Man. They'll know who you're looking for." I nodded and walked down the street, wondering all the while, Why would just a kid have such a title? Is he really that good?
After walking past several shops, I finally came across the large pink letters, HMV, on the front of one of them. I pushed past the people and walked in. There were dozens of CD's, stereos, and TV screens showing the latest music videos, but no sort of instruments anywhere such as the boy's title would imply.
I grew tired of aimlessly wandering around the store and went to the customer service desk at the back. "Welcome to HMV sir, how can I help you?" the employee asked in a dull tone. I glanced at her name tag; it said Lulu Bell. What a shame, she was pretty hot but seemed utterly boring.
"Hi, um, I'm looking for the… Piano Man," I asked hesitantly, wondering if that man tricked me into saying something stupid just for kicks; also, I just didn't like talking to such a stale person. However, as soon as I mentioned the white haired teen, the woman's eyes slightly widened and she stammered a bit before answering. "O-Of course, sir. You'll find him behind that curtain, just follow the music," she said while pointing to a curtain covering a hallway in the right side corner.
I nodded my thanks and slowly walked over to the corner. This whole thing seemed pretty sketchy, but I was not about to let the sexy teenager out of my grasp. I put on my big boy pants and walked in. After a few seconds, the music from the front of the shop faded out and a soft melody reached my ears. It was entrancing, and I walked further and further until, at last, I was greeted with a treasure.
The room was dark with a single spotlight at the front. About 20 or 30 people were inside, some mingling, some seated with their eyes closed, looking completely relaxed. None of this mattered to me though, because my eyes were glued to the person under the spotlight.
There was the boy, even more beautiful than the aria his fingers made by playing the grand piano on the stage. His pale skin was practically glowing under the spotlight and his eyes even more dazzling than last night. Never underestimate the effects of a spotlight, my inner rock star thought.
His song came to an end, and everyone applauded. He stood, bowed, and began to take up the sheet music he played from. Some people began to exit, and a few still lingered, a bit too relaxed to get up just yet. As the teenager walked down the stage steps, I made my move.
Before he could walk away, I blocked him with my arm, and looked down at his face with a slight smirk. "Hi there, I believe we saw each other yesterday, and I didn't get to introduce myself," I said with a sultry voice. The boy looked very confused and I realized I was still in disguise. I tilted my sunglasses down to let him see my unmistakable cobalt eyes. "I'm Kanda Yu. Nice to me you…" "It's Allen. Allen Walker," the boy said kindly, but still a bit frazzled. He must have been shocked that he was actually speaking with The Kanda Yu.
"Well then, Allen," I continued, "how about you and I go get a drink. It's getting pretty late so the shop should be closing soon. What do you say?" Allen looked at me and frowned a little. "I'm only 16, Kanda, if I may call you that. I'm not old enough to drink yet." I just smirked at him. "Neither am I, I'm only 18. So?"
Allen seemed to become more upset, his frown almost to the point of becoming a glare. "I'm very sorry, Sir," What the hell? Why back to the honorifics? "but I have work to do, maybe some other time."
What? Did I, Kanda Yu, just get-
Rejected?
Oh hell no. This ain't gonna fly.
yeah, Yu-chan got a little gangsta at the end. but notice in the manga that his dialogue has more slang in it when he is angry. then again in the manga, when isn't Kanda angry? lol:) again thx to the people following this story, i appreciate your support! Ciao~
PS: i did some research before writing this so the car, street, and store are all authentic. however the piano room in the back of HMV is all mine^^