Unknown to each other, Kahoko and Len overhear the same conversation. What happens when they unconsciously follow the directions they stumbled upon?

The counting part is originally from the Korean drama "My Girl", except in that show they count up to five. Four is a much better number for music so I went with four instead of five.

To my readers: Hey guys! Glad you enjoyed that cliffhanger so much! Hahaha … what can I say … I have a mischievous sense of humor ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own La Corda d'Oro; I am just another crazy fan girl of Tsukimori Len!

1, 2, 3, 4 … Love!

Kahoko couldn't believe it. Why couldn't she shut up? Here she was, babbling on about nothing in front of the most frigid person she had ever met.

Voices from around the corner of the hallway caught her attention. Great. Now other people would get to hear her rambling on like a fool.

Without warning, Len grabbed her hand and pulled her into an empty room.

Kahoko was so shocked she was rendered speechless, and found herself unable to attempt any form of resistance. What the hell was Len doing?

"I apologize for my sudden action," he said. "But I would rather not be overheard by eavesdropping ears. However," he looked around, "I thought this was an empty practice room. It seems I am mistaken."

"M-M-Mistaken?" Kahoko stuttered angrily. "This is a storage room Tsukimori-kun!" All of a sudden she became aware of the lack of space. Len was merely a foot and a half away from her.

To her horror, a faint blush spread across her face.

Len could have sworn it was a practice room.

To his surprise, it ended up being a small storage room. He felt a bit uncomfortable because he preferred to keep his distance from people, but resigned himself to paying this small price to get his mind off the number four and back on his music.

He noticed a faint blush tinge Kahoko's cheeks, and all of a sudden the room got a whole lot smaller.

"About this number four …" he began.

"What? Oh, yes, number four. I heard that if I closed my eyes and counted to four the first guy I saw would be my fated person. I was counting my measures and then after the fourth one I saw you … and then … yeah …" Her voice trailed off.

"You heard that story too then," Len said, thinking.

"Yeah, I … wait a second! I heard it too? Does that mean you heard it as well, Tsukimori-kun?"

"Yes, and then I happened to be counting my measures on the way to the roof and I saw you after the fourth one," he said thoughtfully. "And then just now …"

Kahoko couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"You mean … you saw … me?" she said in disbelief, her face growing even redder.

"That's how it seems," he replied coldly. "And stop blushing!" he snapped in irritation. "It's making me uncomfortable."

She stared at him. "I'm making you feel uncomfortable?"

"It would appear to seem so," he said cooly.

Kahoko took a step back and slammed against the wall. The next thing she knew, Len had his arms next to her against the wall and his body was pressed closed to hers.

Kahoko could barely breath. Tsukimori Len was covering her body with his. His chin was right above her head and his arms rested protectively next to her against the wall. She could hear his heart beating, and was surprised to realize it was almost as fast as hers. She took a breath in and inhaled his scent. He smelled faintly of some kind of spice.

"Are you alright?" he asked her. With a start, she realized some containers had fallen from a shelf above when she had bumped against the wall.

"I'm fine, but are you okay?" she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of worry. She instinctively reached up to touch his face to check for any sign of injury.

Len didn't say anything. The only response she got was his warm breath on top of her head.

"Oh no!" she exclaimed. "Your fingers! You didn't hurt them, did you?" She slid her hands up the wall to check his hands for injuries.

"Hino-san …"

She suddenly became aware of what she was doing. "Ah, sorry! I just …"

Len took his arms away from the wall and stepped back.

"Please be careful, Hino-san. In case you haven't noticed, this is a very small room," he told her icily.

Kahoko didn't hear him. She was still thinking of his body pressed close to hers and the faint scent of spice ...

Len saw the containers start to fall and instinctively shielded her body with his.

"Are you alright?" he asked, aware of the close proximity of their bodies.

"I'm fine, but are you okay?" she asked, and Len was surprised at the concern lacing her words. She reached up and touched his face, checking for wounds.

Len froze, and then felt his heart start racing. She was touching his face. His face! Touching his face with those same magical fingers that could coax such beautiful music from her violin. He found himself unable to answer the question.

"Oh no! Your fingers! You didn't hurt them, did you?" She touched her hands to his.

An electric shock seemed to course though his body. "Hino-san …" He stepped back, feeling as though it was the hardest thing he'd ever done.

"Ah! I'm sorry! I just …"

He struggled to clamp a lid on all the nameless emotions running unchecked through his body. "Please be careful, Hino-san. In case you haven't noticed, this is a very small room."

He realized she wasn't paying any attention to him.

"Hino-san!" he said loudly.

She met his eyes. "Sorry, what did you say?"

This time Len was the one who couldn't hear. He simply stared … and then leaned forward and kissed her.

So … how was it? Ahh, this was so much fun to write! Was the romance okay? I'm dying to know what you think …it's my first romance scene ever so I'm pretty nervous on what you think about it. I hope I didn't disappoint anyone too much …