Summary: Is it really that impossible to meet a long lost crush after so
many years? Can music really help us find the person that we've been
looking for all those years of our life? Can it really? But then again,
anything's possible.....
Disclaimer: UNFORTUNATELY, I don't own ANYTHING besides this stupid story idea so please go easy one me. Its my first fic so cut me some slack! And yes...its very very short...
A/M fic
People often think of me as foolish because of my undying hope to see a special someone once again. And yes, I do agree to the fact that it is very rare for someone to meet an old friend from when you were 6 after being separated for so many years, with no contact whatsoever. But for once, I could actually show the world how wrong they can be sometimes. And to think that where I am now, all started from a mere glance at each other at a music school, of all places!
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"Hurry up and put your shoes on or you'll be late for lessons!" A little girl could be seen running across the living room carpet of a very well designed, classy house. Her beautiful bluish-black hair flowed behind her in a short but intricate braid that seemed like it was meant for such an adorable face. Her incredibly unique yet beautiful sea green eyes were so full of depth, like a never-ending ocean. However, it dimmed ever so slightly in apology for disobeying her mother's wishes. "Gomen ne ka-chan! I promise to not fool around next time and to be ready to leave when you say so." Letting out a long and tired sigh, completely contradicting the woman's age, she nodded slightly in acceptance of the apology, making the sea green eyed girl brighten up almost immediately. Blinking a couple of times at the child, the mother chuckled in wonder of how fast her daughter could turn happy and how contagious it could really be. "Hiyaku Misao-chan or we will really be late." "HAI!!!" ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A young boy is seen griping loosely on his instrument walking down one of the hallways of a music school along side his uncle. He was quite handsome really for an 8-year-old boy. He was pretty tall for his age with ink black hair and a nicely shaped face. His expression and body posture hinted nothing but coldness towards everyone and his surroundings. All of him except his eyes. Those seemingly cold, but warm ice blue eyes were the most expressive eyes and practically the only way you could tell how he was feeling. Everything was shown through those eyes. A few moments later, the boy and the man stops in front of a wooden door where you could faintly hear the rustle of papers inside. The man slowly raises his hand and knocks on the door to reveal a beautiful young woman holding a violin. "Konbanwa Aoshi-kun, Shinomori-san." "Konbanwa Hajime-san. I believe I must go now because of my important meeting at 3 today." "Very well then." Tokio Hajime nods slightly towards the man as farewell and both Aoshi and his sensei incline their heads at each other before finally entering the room to begin their lesson. It was a good hour and a half before Miasao-chan exited the room, bidding farewell to her sensei. "Sayonara Yukishiro sensei!" The woman, Misao's piano teacher Yukishiro Tomo gave a gentle smile towards the beaming girl while handing her her books. Misao's face immediately lit up with a smile, dashing off with her books to meet her mother after giving her thanks. But at a door near where Misao was running to, Shinomori Aoshi was bowing politely to his teacher, slowly taking his leave towards the exit. However, before either of them could react fast enough, books and instrument were sent flying in the air then hitting the ground. Two shocked children lay on the floor, groaning in pain from the impact but both recovering quickly. Time seemed to stop as both lifted their heads to announce an apology, ending up speechless, gazing at each other's eyes, full of curiosity. And at that moment, they both knew that it was a meeting that was meant to be. But little did they know, it would be from each other, that they would learn from the many lessons of love and redemption. And all it took was the simple meeting of sea green and ice blue.
Disclaimer: UNFORTUNATELY, I don't own ANYTHING besides this stupid story idea so please go easy one me. Its my first fic so cut me some slack! And yes...its very very short...
A/M fic
People often think of me as foolish because of my undying hope to see a special someone once again. And yes, I do agree to the fact that it is very rare for someone to meet an old friend from when you were 6 after being separated for so many years, with no contact whatsoever. But for once, I could actually show the world how wrong they can be sometimes. And to think that where I am now, all started from a mere glance at each other at a music school, of all places!
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"Hurry up and put your shoes on or you'll be late for lessons!" A little girl could be seen running across the living room carpet of a very well designed, classy house. Her beautiful bluish-black hair flowed behind her in a short but intricate braid that seemed like it was meant for such an adorable face. Her incredibly unique yet beautiful sea green eyes were so full of depth, like a never-ending ocean. However, it dimmed ever so slightly in apology for disobeying her mother's wishes. "Gomen ne ka-chan! I promise to not fool around next time and to be ready to leave when you say so." Letting out a long and tired sigh, completely contradicting the woman's age, she nodded slightly in acceptance of the apology, making the sea green eyed girl brighten up almost immediately. Blinking a couple of times at the child, the mother chuckled in wonder of how fast her daughter could turn happy and how contagious it could really be. "Hiyaku Misao-chan or we will really be late." "HAI!!!" ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A young boy is seen griping loosely on his instrument walking down one of the hallways of a music school along side his uncle. He was quite handsome really for an 8-year-old boy. He was pretty tall for his age with ink black hair and a nicely shaped face. His expression and body posture hinted nothing but coldness towards everyone and his surroundings. All of him except his eyes. Those seemingly cold, but warm ice blue eyes were the most expressive eyes and practically the only way you could tell how he was feeling. Everything was shown through those eyes. A few moments later, the boy and the man stops in front of a wooden door where you could faintly hear the rustle of papers inside. The man slowly raises his hand and knocks on the door to reveal a beautiful young woman holding a violin. "Konbanwa Aoshi-kun, Shinomori-san." "Konbanwa Hajime-san. I believe I must go now because of my important meeting at 3 today." "Very well then." Tokio Hajime nods slightly towards the man as farewell and both Aoshi and his sensei incline their heads at each other before finally entering the room to begin their lesson. It was a good hour and a half before Miasao-chan exited the room, bidding farewell to her sensei. "Sayonara Yukishiro sensei!" The woman, Misao's piano teacher Yukishiro Tomo gave a gentle smile towards the beaming girl while handing her her books. Misao's face immediately lit up with a smile, dashing off with her books to meet her mother after giving her thanks. But at a door near where Misao was running to, Shinomori Aoshi was bowing politely to his teacher, slowly taking his leave towards the exit. However, before either of them could react fast enough, books and instrument were sent flying in the air then hitting the ground. Two shocked children lay on the floor, groaning in pain from the impact but both recovering quickly. Time seemed to stop as both lifted their heads to announce an apology, ending up speechless, gazing at each other's eyes, full of curiosity. And at that moment, they both knew that it was a meeting that was meant to be. But little did they know, it would be from each other, that they would learn from the many lessons of love and redemption. And all it took was the simple meeting of sea green and ice blue.