A/N I'm baaaaaaack and my sister broke the plunger! When I ask her how she did it, she said it died in the line of duty… I just smacked her. Here's chapter 4! The Sad Music Notes, Amu hears the sad song behind Ikuto's wall of silence.
Silent Tongue Chapter 4. The Sad Music Notes
I sat on the small, metal bench in the hallway of the police station. My hands laid in my lap and my head looked down at the floor. Besides me sat Ikuto, his back was straight against the wall and his arms crossed across his chest, his eyes seemed distant.
"Ikuto Tsukiyomi," a male voice said. We both raised our heads in the direction of the voice, there was a male officer with a check-board standing before us. "Come on in," he said as motioned to a door behind him. Ikuto stood up and walked over to the door aimlessly. The officer's eyes trailed over to me. "Does your girlfriend want to come in too?" Ikuto glared at him, his indigo eyes filled with venom.
"I'm not his girlfriend… but I guess I should come," I said as I wandered over to the door and stepped through, Ikuto and the officer close behind me. The room had two chairs in front of a wooden desk, the windows were covered by thick green shades, a small bookshelf stood in the corner.
The officer pointed to the two chairs in front of the desk. "Sit there," he said as he sat behind the large wooden desk and pulled out a folder. "Ikuto… Ikuto… Ikuto," he started as he read the contents of the folder, "Now why would you break a little boy's arm?" I looked at Ikuto, he had a smirk on his face. "Ikuto this is not something to be proud of. You're lucky enough I pulled some strings for you so you could live at the Hinamori household. If I didn't convince Tadase's mother not to press charges you would say good-bye to all of the Hinamori family and be shipped off to that boarding school in America." I looked at Ikuto, the smirk had disappeared and was replaced by something else… shame? His head slowly lowered as the officer continued."Now there has to be a punishment for this Ikuto. You know I can't let this go. Maybe I can keep your violin for a while?" Ikuto's head snapped up.
"Vio..lin?" The words escaped my lips. I had no idea Ikuto could play music, let alone a violin. He looked more of the type to play a guitar in a Indies band. 'He looks so angry right now… why?' I thought to myself.
The officer put his hands down on the desk and leaned over to Ikuto. His voice became low and cold as he spoke. "Now, I think that would be too harsh. Taking the only thing that you have left from your father. Maybe instead of being home schooled like we first planned you can go to a public high school." He turned his head to me. "Does your high school offer any music programs?"
I nodded. "There's the band." A smile came to his face, while a scowl came onto Ikuto's.
"Ikuto… your punishment is… you have to go your little friend's" He cocked his head to me, "high school and participate in band activities." Ikuto only glared at him. The officer grabbed a box filled with a variety of items from behind the desk along with a violin case and handed them to Ikuto. "Here, you'll need these." The officer turned to me as Ikuto and I stood up to leave. "I'm afraid I haven't properly introduced myself. I am Officer Hito. I'm on the case involving Ikuto's parents." Officer Hito turned back to Ikuto. "How easy was it to break the kid's arm?" A smile slowly came onto Ikuto's face as he continued walking out.
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We walked silently on the way home. No words, no facial expressions, no hand motions… nothing. Completely quiet. The night was only filled with the sound of a cricket who was hidden in a nearby brush.
I looked up at Ikuto, the violin case was strapped behind his shoulder and the box he was carrying in his arms looked heavy. The moon was full and the stars shined brightly. I looked at my wrist and realized I had forgotten my watch. "You don't happen to have a watch or a clock in that box do you?" He looked down into and search through it, he shook his head once his was done. I let out a sigh. "Mama's going to be mad we're that we're late. Oh, I won't tell her about what happened today." I looked over at the silver violin case that rest on his back. "You were mad when Officer Hito said he'd keep your violin… why?"
No answer… and I didn't expect one.
"Can you play something?" Ikuto looked at me from the corner of his eye. I stopped walking and continued speaking in a whisper, "I want to hear it. Your violin… I want to hear what it sounds like." Ikuto continued walking as if he didn't even hear me speak. I decided not to speak about it for the rest of the walk home… I decided not to speak about anything for the rest of the walk home.
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"We're home!" I yelled out as soon as I opened the wooden door to my house. The warmth of the house was so comforting in comparison to the cold autumn night. My mother came from the kitchen, she was wiping her hands in a dirty dishcloth.
"Where have you two been?" she asked as she checked the watch on her wrist. "You left around eight this morning, it's nine p.m." Ikuto turned his head to me. I suddenly remembered I was a terrible lair and became very nervous.
"You know the police… they make you wait a long long time," I said as I let out nervous laughs. Ikuto slapped a hand over his eyes and shook his head. Mama raised an eye brow. My voice suddenly became quick and full of panic. "Oh and Ikuto decided to go to public school… isn't that great?"
Her brow went down as I spoke the last words. "That's great!" Mama said as she clapped her hands together. "You know I already got you a uniform. I got it incase you decided to change in the middle of the year. You should go try it on." She practically ran to the hallway closet. "We finished cleaning the guest bedroom too! You can move in tonight if you want!" She yelled as she looked through the messy closet.
I leaned over to Ikuto and whispered, "You know… if we leave now she won't notice. She's too happy." He nodded and we slowly went up the stairs towards our rooms.
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I rolled uneasy on my twin sized bed, unable to sleep. It was pass twelve now. I look at the dark ceiling. A sigh escaped my lips. I pulled off the covers and made my way towards the small window on the other side of the room. "It's fall and it's freaking hot." I complained as I slid the frame of the window up. A cool breeze flew in and hit my warm cheeks, as well as a sound that collided with my ears.
I poked my head out and looked around the night that was only lit by the full moon. On the roof of my house stood Ikuto, his violin placed under his chin and the bow gracefully swept across it's strings creating a melody. Ikuto's eyes were closed as he solemnly played . (A/N The song he's playing is Tsukiyo no Violinist. (: If you don't watch the anime or haven't heard check it up on youtube, it's so beautiful… )
"It's so beautiful…" I murmured as I watched and listened. As the song continued to play I felt neither happiness or joy. My head snapped up a bit as realization kicked in. "It's a sad song."
Ikuto played the last notes. He lowered the violin and bow from his chin and opened his blue eyes. He bent down to put the violin in the case that rested at his feet. "He looks so…" I started in a quiet tone, but Ikuto's head snapped up. His eyes quickly locked onto me and his brow furrowed. He quickly grabbed the case from the roof and began to slide down towards his opened window. "Ikuto!" I called out his name in a frantic tone. "Your song… it's beautiful but… it's filled with the sorrow in your heart right now isn't it!?" His feet landed on the bottom frame of the window and he began to climb through. "Ikuto! Sadness has to go away sooner or later and one day you'll be able to play a song filled with happiness!" He suddenly stopped and lowered his head, then jumped through his window.
'And I'm going to make sure that song is played… whether it kills me or not.' I thought to myself and slowly shut the window.
A/N Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been sorta lazy these pass few days, school and junk, and I haven't really felt inspired until my sister broke the plunger. For some reason it gave me inspiration O.o It made me want to write again!
Anyways I hoped you enjoyed and I have a day off tomorrow from school so if I feel like writing I will. I want to thank everybody whose reviewed/read/added to favorite stories/added to story alerts/favorited author, it makes me happy to see that I give people enjoyment. ^^ Oh and I added a little humor in there, sometimes I want to make people laugh a bit or go WTF.
Age chart:
Officer Hito: 30's-40's
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