Sorry for such a short chapter and Merry Christmas u guys!
Kukai's view:
Walking happily out of the kitchen with my now open jar of pickles, I run outside to the patio that is part of the villa and let out a whistle. A few seconds later, my cat, Daichi, comes running to me purring. "Wanna play for a little bit?" I ask him.
'Yeah! I've been dying to let you play me ever since we got here dude!' Daichi responds in my mind.
"Well, don't worry, you don't have to wait anymore now."
'Finally! I'm gunna make it extra hard on you though.'
"Is that so? Bring it on, my friend."
'Oh, I will. I'll have you play me so hard and fast that you won't be able to feel your fingers by the time you're done.'
"Those are some pretty big threats coming out of such a small body. I wonder if you'll be able to keep them though."
'Don't worry, I will.'
"Well then, I believe you so you can't let me down."
'I promise that I won't.'
"Good."
Utau's view:
That Kid! I swear that when I find him, I'm gunna kill him! To him it may not be a big deal, but to me, it's a huge deal. Whenever I make a deal or a bet, I have to hold up my end or I will feel guilty and in debt. I hate it when I am in debt to someone, ya hear me? HATE IT. Life is just so much easier to live when you aren't in debt to someone. Sadly, I am in debt to Kukai, that….that….that…that Kid! So, in other words, my life is not as easy as it could be, and won't be until I am able to fulfill my part of the deal. My plan in other words: find that Kid and steal his pickle jar! That way I will be able to eat a whole pickle and not feel guilty anymore. It's a good plan that I will carry out when I find him. The only problem: I have no clue where he went. How the heck is he able to move so quickly?! I mean, the guy practically vanished! Poof! Gone! Poop, what am I gunna do if I can't find him? Ack, I'll think about that if or when the time comes.
Walking through a hallway upstairs, I swiftly glance out the window to my left just in time to catch a glimpse of brown hair. It contrasted with the white/yellow color in the area, but I was certain that the hair belonged to him. Making my way downstairs, I open the door that lead to the backyard. Looking around, I can't help but observe in wonder as I take in my surroundings. The backyard is a huge beach that stretches for miles. The color of the sand is what you obviously see the most of, but, in a way it gives a calm feeling to anybody who sees it. It's so different here compared to the sights and sounds of Japan. I really need to come here more often, I tell myself with a small smile.
Moving further into the backyard beach, I am able to hear the sound of a voice? No, it's some type of instrument. Da-da-dum-da-da-dum-dum-da-da-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum. It was faint, but as I grew closer, it became louder. The music was beautiful and flowed as smooth as silk. Not an error was made and the tempo was never too fast or slow. It was perfect. I never knew that we had a piano on the patio back here, but then again, I haven't been here for a while so there will probably be a lot of things that will surprise me. I walk closer to the patio until I am able to see Kukai. His eyes are closed and he plays with ease. Occasionally, he will look down at the keys of the piano, but it's usually only a flicker before they are closed again. I never knew he could play so well. I'm impressed. The only thing that I find a little weird is that the piano is the color of green instead of black.
I keep listening to the song that he is playing until it ends. Opening my eyes, I am about to say something to him when he stands up, only for him to beat me to it. "Okay Daichi, I'm done for today. My fingers are hurting and I want to get something to eat. Was that enough to satisfy you?" Who is he talking to? I wonder as there is a short stretch of silence. A smile appears on Kukai's face after a few seconds. "Good," he says before patting the green piano twice and stepping away from it. Why is he treating the piano as if it's a living thing? He really is a weirdo. Kukai's back is to me and he doesn't realize that I am there watching with him when the piano starts to shrink down. Smaller and smaller it gets until it shifts and molds itself into the shape of an animal. The shape of a cat. Well, there's my answer to why he was treating the piano as if it were a living thing and I guess he was talking to his cat too. Oh, and one more thing, HOLY CRAP! I know that there was going to be things here that were going to surprise me, but I was totally unprepared for this one!