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Huh. This was curiously frustrating. Okay, Fate had gone missing at the amusement park, and then she just SHOWED UP at home like nothing happened, not to have Momoko question her at all? Something weird was going on here. For sure.
Nanoha didn't bring it up.
School was pretty much standard hell.
There were classes, fails, ultimate fails, yells, screams, the occasional funny joke, and lots and lots of work. Not to mention homework.
Signum met Fate after school, to walk her to her music class. Fate had informed Nanoha she had taken them up per request of Mom.
So Nanoha was basically alone Monday afternoons.
She longed to know what Fate was doing—did she really have a musical skill? Nanoha knew she could sing, but did she also have another talent?
Ugh. Nanoha's brain hurt from just thinking about it.
So, one day, she followed Fate to her third music class (three weeks, I mean, gotta give Nanoha props, right).
It wasn't far—just the Sorayuki Music Academy from down the street.
Nanoha slipped into the building as well, unnoticed by anyone, and followed her sister down the hall; Signum had not accompanied her today.
She peeked into the door that Fate closed behind her; it had a huge glass window, perfect for looking in on.
And there was an unfamiliar woman…who was she?
Her lips moved, but Nanoha didn't hear anything. She supposed Fate must have answered; her back was turned, so Nanoha could see nothing but waves of the door was soundproofed or something.
She couldn't hear crap.
Fate turned, not noticing Nanoha, and picked up something. A violin. Hm…Fate could play the violin? Had she LEARNED? What was this? What was going on?
Apparently not. Fate handed the violin to the woman as opposed to using it herself. Leaning one ear against the door, she strained to hear the music…
And the door swung open.
Not a lot, just an eensy, weensy bit.
Luckily, Nanoha dove out of the way before Fate turned to stare at the door.
She could hear the song!
It was pretty.
Nanoha closed her eyes for a moment, listening to the soft, syrupy voice that filled her like a drink.
It wasn't just pretty—it was beautiful. It made Nanoha long to jump into the room and watch Fate sing—watch her expressions and hear the song live, to grasp all of it.
She would ask Fate when she got home.
Deciding it was best to leave before she was caught, she walked slowly from the building and stared at the window.
"Aaargh!" Nanoha groaned.
It was raining.
***
"Nanoha, you're all wet!" Momoko gasped.
"Um, yeah. Do you have a towel?" Nanoha asked, walking into the front hall and trying not to create a second Loch Ness on the carpet.
"Yes, I'll be right back," Momoko said, bustling out of the room.
Vivio, who seemed to have zero problems with the wet, hugged a soaking Nanoha around the knees, and yelled, "Water slide! Water slide!"
Nanoha raised an eyebrow. "Who, me?"
"Oneechan is a water slide!"
"Um…"
"Here you go, dear," Momoko interrupted, returning to the room with two large, fluffy towels and wrapping them around her daughter's shoulders. "Why don't you go straight up to the bathroom; I've run a bath,"
So that had been the sound of running water.
Nanoha nodded, kicked off her shoes, and headed up to the bathroom.
***
Nanoha was in the bath when Fate opened the door.
"Hi, Nanoha," Fate said, looking a little embarrassed at interrupting her sister.
"Hi, Fate. Where were you?" Nanoha asked.
"Um…" Fate looked flustered. "Singing,"
"Ah," Nanoha nodded, and played absently with a strand of her long, auburn hair. "Was it fun?"
"Yep," Fate seemed to be struggling with something; probably spilling her guts or keeping a secret, Nanoha guessed. "Mom's making dinner," Fate said after a moment.
"Uh-huh,"
Fate was silent, then said finally, "I'm taking singing lessons,"
"Yeah, I know," Nanoha admitted. "I followed you after school,"
"You did?" Fate looked surprised, but not angry.
"Yes, your song was beautiful," Nanoha said, smiling.
"Thank you,"
"You're welcome,"
"Actually…the reason I'm taking lessons…" Fate began, and then stopped. Nanoha looked at her expectantly. "I'm applying for a scholarship," Fate said in a rush.
"A scholarship for college?"
"No, for another high school," Fate said, looking down and coming to sit on the floor next to the bathtub. "For a music school,"
"That
sucks; we won't be in the same school any more,"
"Yeah, it
probably is going to be horrible," Fate rolled her eyes.
"You want to do it, don't you," Nanoha said quietly.
Fate shrugged. "I like singing,"
"Fate. We're twins. We're supposed to tell eachother everything. Now, tell me what else," Nanoha demanded.
Fate sighed, her shoulders slumping. "Well, the music school is sort of far away," an understatement. HUGE understatement. "It's…well, anyway, it's not a boarding school, but it's an elite school. So that's way Lindy-san, the green-haired woman, was here. About 'adoption'. It's really just a formality so I can stay there,"
"Wait," Nanoha said, her blue eyes narrowing. "How far away is it that you can't commute back and forth?"
Fate shrugged. "It doesn't matter. It's far, that's all. Anyway…dinner's almost ready. You'd better come down,"
"Fate—"
Fate started towards the door, and opened it, stepping into the hall. Just before she closed the door again, she added, "It's a school in America,"
Nanoha's mouth dropped open as the door slammed behind Fate.
Wait…Fate couldn't honestly be thinking about leaving her, could she? Really? To AMERICA? Weren't there some good schools in Tokyo, like Akamizu(1)?
NO way.
Nanoha was going to convince her to stay. Definitely.
Even…Well, Fate didn't really want to go to music school herself. She had said so, anyway. So…Nanoha was really just making her decision for her.
Right?
A/N: I'll take this time to make this chapter SEEM longer by replying to reviews. See how clever I am? See it? SEE IT? Sorry. I'm just nervous about the history test I have to take tomorrow (groan). AND finals. Coming up. Soon. Next month. Aaargh. Anyway…
Kawaii-kitty101: Thank you! Glad you enjoyed the crossovers. ^^ Not many people got them, to be honest.
Yuki-Kamishiro: Yes. It was SUPPOSED to be "Takamachi". (glares at self angrily) But I screwed up. Sorry. Oh. Right. Actually. About the spoiling…I'm not sure. About it yet. But twincest is good—but also open relationship is good. Soo…I'm stuck. Sorta. It could swing either way!
Rimmington: Thanks for your PM. Yes. It was a total screw up. On my part. Oops. Timeskip? Where? Oooh, timeskip. Right. Um…yeah. Huh. Maybe I should switch to T. of the instead. So I'm "different" (notice the QUOTES). Wait, I win WHAT? Is it candy?
ONE MORE! (grabs WINDY and Star Wand and shakes them at you) REVIEW! Oh, yes. I went there. A Cardcaptor Sakura reference. Muaahaha
Omake: ( 1000 points if you know the manga the dialogue is from)
Hayate: Shari, will you ever wear contact lenses?
Shari: No time soon, probably…hehe…
Hayate: I see…
Hayate: But haven't you ever dreamed of sterilizing them by boiling?
Shari: No, not really…
Hayate: I have perfect vision, but I've always wanted to wear glasses. I can pretty much see anything. See that sign over there? Phar…Pharma…I don't know what that word is, but I can SEE it.
