MAGIC OF SONG
Suigintou had learned the violin when she absorbed Kanaria. Now she was teaching Andrew since the power of Kanaria's magic increases exponentially with the difficulty of the piece played. His learing curve was incredible, but even after two weeks you can only come so far with a new insturment. He was however able to preform versions of Kanaria's two basic attacks: the Counterattack Partita, which Suigintou had used on him during their arguement; and his own version of the First Movement, Attacking Waltz, it created concentrated sound waves to impacted where his will directed it.
Suigintou sat on the windowsill with her eyes closed, listening to Andrew play a slow tune that conjured the image of a quite winter night in her mind. "It's only been two weeks," she thought, "but he can already paint pictures with his music."
Andrew stopped playing, "Suigintou," he asked.
"What is it?"
"Is there a reason that you haven't gone after the others yet?"
"I wanted to make sure you can fend for yourself," Suigintou hovered over to sit by him. "These three are strong, I won't be able to protect you AND fight them. Even Souseiseki's power has grown enough that if i really concentrate, I can sense the pulsing of her Rosa Mystica. She's not the same girl I defeated easily two years ago. Shinku has always been strong, and you saw Bara Suishou first-hand."
"Can we win?"
"Of course we can!" Suigintou answered as if it were a moronic question.
"I can't wait."
"For what?"
"To watch your dream come true. To see you become Alice."
Suigintou felt the need to figure out how Andrew felt about her. She knew how she felt about him. But how to do it without actually asking him. as she slowly looked around the room, she saw the violin still sitting in his hands. "Play me a song."
"What song?"
"It doesn't matter, put your image of me into music. use your soul to play the song, as if you were pouring your magic into the notes.
Andrew was confused by the way she explained her request, but as always, he was eager to please the girl. He closed his eyes and created the first few notes in his mind. Pulling the bo across the strings, Andrew tried to play a darker melody to match her slightly twisted personality, but the wwarm emotions he held for her made it sound like a slow, ballroom piece.
Suigintou smiled without realizing it as her Medium's feelings became clear to her. She leaned against him as she listened to the rising and falling notes. For the first time yet, Andrew played an entire piece without a false note and perfect pitch, as if he'd been playing for years. She felt her Rosa Mystica pulsing as it does each time Andrew'd make contact to draw on Kanaria's magic. She felt a rush similar to the one that had inspired their first kiss.
The urge to act on the feeling overtook Suigintou once again. She stood up so she could reach his face and brushed aside some of his ear-length brown hair which had fallen loose. Her Violet-pink eyes stared deeply into the dark hazel of Andrew's as she leaned in.
"Suigintou..." All thoughts of Tomoe Kashiwaba were erased, utterly and completely. The passoinate way in which his Doll chose to show her feelings suprised him yet again. As strange and twisted as it seemed, he loved this doll, the girl less than half his total height, and modled to be around five years younger than him.
Their lips met only briefly however. The bothed turned their heads to the chiming sound of an N-Field connecting to his mirror. The glass rippled as a small blue light passed through it and hovered in front of them. "Lempika?" Suigintou recognized the Artificial Spirit of Souseiseki. It began changing it's intensity as if speaking. "I see..."
Suprisingly, Andrew also understood, "so, it's starting."
They followed Lempika through the rippling glass, leaving behind both the bedroom and their moment of passion.