Chapter Two.
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"Kahoooooo!"

A certain scarlet girl mumbled something in her half awake half asleep state. Misaki crossed her arms and stood impatiently in front of Hino. "Kahoko!"

"Tsukimori..."

"Kahoko, I am your sister of god's sake! I ain't that Tsukimori! NOW WAKE UP AND GET YOURSELF UP FOR BREAKFAST!"

"Two more minutes pleaseeeee..."

"Your 'two-more-minutes-pleaseeeee' is over, GET UP!" Misaki can feel her temperature rising inside her body. She was not getting any respond. "This is worth a try," ;D

"Ne, Kahoko, you've got a text message,"

"Hmmmm...later..."

"Um, let's see. Oh! It's from Tsukimori, guess it's urge-!"

Hino sat up suddenly from her sleep. "Tsu-Tsukimori-kun?" she interrupted. Misaki twitched an eyebrow. What the heck?

"Ne, onee-chan, where? Where's the text message? I-I didn't see anythingg!" stated Hino as she scan through the inbox of her phone. Misaki sighed. This sister of hers, idiot.

"My poor Kahoko, you know, that was obviously just a joke!"

"EHHHHHHHHHHHH? So-So you're saying that Tsukimori-kun's text messa-"

"DOES NOT EXIST!" Misaki interrupted. "Now get up, and get yourself cleaned, and get down for the darnit breakfast which I am trying to tell you three minutes AGO!"

Hino sighed, This is worse than volcano eruption. "Yes ma'am,"

"I am a MISS, Kahoko!"

"Yes MISS!"


"Misaki, is your sister up yet?"

"Yes, yes. She's coming, guess what, she mumbled that Tsukimori's named while she's asleep!"

"Hoho, this is wonderful, right Sho dear? Yesterday was quite a pleasant night for your sister!"

Misaki narrowed her eyes, "Mom, your eyes are glittering, it's too bright for a naked human eyes,"

Sho and Yumiko nodded their heads simultaneously. "I know, my eyes!" was Yumiko's reply. Misaki sighed. "Mom, dad, I'm going, see you!"

"Have a safe trip. Natsume is coming home tomorrow, btw."


"Kahoko, I have a good news for you!" Yumiko winked. "Good news? What's that?"

"Actually, your father and I understand how great your passion is for the violin, so..."

"So...?" Hino repeated.

"We found a private tutor for you!" ;DD

"A WHAT?"

"No, It's NOT a WHAT. It's a PRIVATE TUTOR!"

"Oh! Wait, I mean, yes I know, but why!"

Hino's papa walked towards her and patted her shoulder gently. "Kahoko, don't worry. His parents are a friend of mommy and daddy, he's a good guy, we've seen his performance, it was splendid!"

"He's a HE? A HE?" Yumiko and Sho nodded happily. Hino cannot believe what she was listening. "Um, WOW?"

"Oh come on, you'll love him! Your first class will start at, this afternoon, one o'clock sharp, at the tutor's house. Wait for it, Kaho! Mommy and daddy gonna go out now, take care yeah!"

"Byee, have a safe trip," Hino stood emotionless in front of her doorstep. She re-arranged what her parents said like a puzzle.

Private tutor?

His parents?

Friend of mommy and daddy?

Seen his performance?

Splendid?

"Tsu-Tsukimori-kun?" No, no way, does mama and papa knows Tsukimori-kun's parents? No way? The digital clock on Hino's cellphone indicated it was 9.18 in the morning. "Oh great, 3 hours and 42 minutes left," Hino mumbled, and shut the door.

After breakfast, Hino walked back to her room, closed the door and sat on her bed. Something caught her attention across the room.

Tsukimori's blazer. Hino was spacing out when her cell vibrated beside her. Oh, it was from mama. The message read: "Kaho, the tutor's address is (A/N: I'm sorry I seriously don't know what the address should be!) . He'll be waiting for you!"

The address was familiar. But Hino couldn't remember. Hino looked at the time again, "should I return his blazer now? And then march straight to the tutor's house?"


20 minutes later, she found herself standing in front of Tsukimori's house. Hino paced up and down in front of his house. "Why am I doing this? It's still early, maybe Tsukimori-kun's not awake yet! Ah, the doorbell! Should I ring the doorbell? Or not?" Hino found her index finger on the doorbell, "Come on, press it, Hino Kahoko!"

But then, she found her finger a few inches away from the doorbell. "Just press it!"

"Don't!"

"Press it!"

"Don't!"

"PRESS-"

"What are you doing with my doorbell? You can just press it like a normal human would do,"

"Tsukimori-kun! Did-Did I wake you?"

"I am already awake before you're here,"

"O-Oh, is it,"

Tsukimori massaged his temple and sighed."Hino, you're very suspicious here,"

"I'm sorry for bothering you, but I'm here to-"

"Return my blazer?" Tsukimori interrupted and Hino nodded. Tsukimori sighed, again. "I told you I've alot of blazers, you don't need to go through all the trouble to return my blazer,"

"Oh, it's alright, I'm free at home, futhurmore, I'm going to-"

"Just come inside," Tsukimori added. "It's cold outside,"

"Um, Yeah..."

"Tea?"

"Yes, please,"

"Kahoko-san?" It was Hamai Misa, she was standing in the middle of the stairs. Hino stood up and bowed, "Misa-san,"

"Kahoko-san, you're early, I thought the lesson starts at 1 o'clock?"

...

huh?

"Kahoko-san?"

"Mother? What are you saying?"

"Len, Kahoko-san is the student I'm talking about,"

Hino blinked her eyes for a few times. "So-So-So-So-Tsu-Tsukimori-kun..."

"IS MY PRIVATE TUTOR?"

While Tsukimori - "I'm her private tutor?"

Hamai Misa just stood in between of them, nodding her head happily. "Yeeeep!"

Hino'd a feeling that it was going to be a looong day.


"Again! Hino,"

"Ye-Yes,"

"Hino, it should be like this,"

Tsukimori readied his posture and demonstrated once to Hino. She watched as Tsukimori's finger moved gently and smoothly on the fingering board. "Won-Wonderful! Antonín Dvořák's Humoresques, Tsukimori-kun's was much better than mine!"

"Hino, keep the tempo right here, then gradually slow it down right here..."

"Ye-Yes!"

"Tsukimori-kun's Humoresques's giving me a very happy and refreshing feeling. Tsukimori-kun's speed, his fingers and the tempo are all well matched together without mistakes or hesitance. The feeling...is different from the Tsukimori-kun I knew..."

"Hino, stop right there, repeat!"

Hino did as he said, Tsukimori sighed. "Still a long way to go," was all he said. Hino pouted.

Hino jumped when Tsukimori put his hands on her shoulder. "Relax your shoulder, there. Play it again,"

"Tsukimori-kun's hands are big, it scares me a bit just now," Hino can feel herself blushing.

"Stop."

"...Eh?"

Tsukimori sighed. "Hino, are you even paying attention?"

"Eh?"

"Excuse me for a minute,"

"Um, yes..."

"I knew it, it wasn't prefect yet... It-It was completely different from Tsukimori-kun's...I love the violin, there's no way I'm giving up here!"

"Hino, what are you playing for?"

"Eh?"

"Aren't you playing for others to listen? If it's really like that, don't be shy,"

"Tsukimori-kun...knew it from the start..."

"Play it for me, Hino,"

"Yes, sensei!" Tsukimori smiled, Hino can make me speechless sometimes.

But still, sometimes..."Hino, how many time do you want me to say, GET IT RIGHT?"


The next day...

"Hino, not bad,"

"Re-Really? Are you serious?"

"I'm always serious, Hino,"

Hino ran towards Tsukimori and took his hands. "Thank you, Tsukimori-kun! Thank you!"

Tsukimori's bangs hid his blushing face.

After he went back to his senses, "Hino, will you dislike the violin because of my strict teaching?"

"Nope, because of Tsukimori-kun, I love the violin even more! Because Tsukimori-kun's violin...is special..."


"Hino,"

Hino turned to see a certain lad who called her name, "Tsuchiura-kun!"

"I heard that you've been practising violin with that Tsukimori?"

"Yes! He's a really strict teacher, but I don't mind,"

"Hmm,"

"Anything's wrong? Tsuchiura-kun?"

"Nothing, really. Good luck. Hino!" Tsuchiura waved before turning back. "Tsukimori, huh?" he thought.

Meanwhile, Hino's cellphone vibrated inside her pocket. Another new text message. "Please come up to the roof top, Tsukimori,"

"Eh? Tomorrow's lesson postponed to thursday?"

"Yes, I'm sorry. Is it okay with you?"

"Um, yes. You've got things to do? A-A date?" Hino slapped herself mentally for asking a stupid question.

"No!"

"Then what is it?"

Tsukimori turned his head away from her. "Wedding,"

Wedding?

Wedding? Tsukimori-kun's...wedding?

Hino felt her heart sank. "Why...hide it from me?"


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