Hello, you all liked my last chapter, good wasn't it, anyway, on with this breath taking story!! No more suggestions I've got enough thank you for all you're help gives everyone hugs

Before I forget, my exams start on the 22nd November and my dad's coming from the states on the 15th so updating may be slow.

Are any of you going to tell if it should be a KaixRay fic!!! pulls out hair

Forfirith-on-a-sugar-high: Nope, I don't write much poetry, I get them from websites, my dad's poetry books, books, TV shows and so on.

Imari: Well I hope you do review in the end

Darksaphire: Was that review long or what!! Brilliant idea and I will use it as you will see in this chapter, instead of Asian music how about rock and roll or something like that?

Mystic-pip: hehehe, seemed a lot of people didn't know that, just an interesting fact for you

Disclaimer: Don't own characters and the poems

Silent Music

"So do we have an agreement", asked Mr Fisher.

The man in front of them was the head of the academy, which was across the hospital Kai lived in.

"As I have only heard Kai play once, I would not say I would ask him to do it, but since it's for a good cause and the students need a lesson that some people are better then them I will agree, and then there's the children's band...the White Tigers?".

Mrs Clot nodded, this was great.

"How much would you pay", questioned Mr Fisher

"5 Thousand US dollars and I'll take away 560 dollars for the use of my hall yes?"

The two adults nodded.

The Head smiled and said, "So that equals 4440 dollars in total"

"Thank you Mr..." Mrs Clot had forgotten his name

"Granger, Bruce Granger".

"Yes, Mr Granger, thank you, and we need to be on our way".

With Robert, Enrique, Oliver and Johnny

"This stinks!"

"Johnny, keep that mouth of yours shut or I'll shut it for you", snapped Robert at Johnny, who sat opposite him.

"He's got a point Johnny, this Kai does need the help", said Oliver on Johnny's left hand side.

"But that doesn't mean he can just walk up to Granger and ask for money to play", pointed out Johnny McGregor.

"Calm down Johnny, no ones going to steal your scholarship from you, it's not like he's any better", said Enrique, sitting on Johnny's right.

"No, I will not have this, Mr Timmons was meant to be there for me not some blind boy who doesn't even know the right pedal from his left"

"I hear he's got class, fairly well apparently...for a blind boy" Oliver said, adding the last bit seeing Johnny's glare.

"I hear Kai's friends with Granger's son, Tyson I think" said Robert

"Well, I'm going to talk to Mr 'bloody' Granger and sort this out, I worked damn hard to get in here and I'm going to, Performing Arts whether he likes it or not!", standing up Johnny only made it half way to the door when Robert said something very interesting.

"Duel him".

Turning around Johnny looked at him, a bit perplexed and amazed.

"Duel him to a piano Duel, I'm sure your not going to let down a challenge are you", Robert continued.

"A duel would mean only one of us goes to the school"

"I know that Johnny, now sit down and think about it", ignoring Johnny's comment Robert added.

Obediently, Johnny sat back down.

"Now, if you can get Kai to agree to a Duel, you'll through him back in his, 'money making scheme'"

Johnny nodding and an evil smirk spread on his face.

Standing up he nodded his head, "Thank you gentlemen, I believe I have to go".

Leaving Enrique and Oliver turned to face Robert and Oliver said, "You think he'll really be any better".

"No, but that boy needs to learn a lesson and this is the best way to do so anyway, Johnny doesn't have much talent, this Kai though, he shows potential", and they all looked at the door Johnny had just left through.

With Ray

Ray's guitar hadn't been used in what...three months?

The electric hard body guitar was held in his hands, the neck was narrow, and its body had a whitish colour mixed with a very light bluish green mix.

The black plectrum in his mouth, between his lips, Tyson smiled, plugging the cord into the amplifier and Ray put the strap that holds the guitar up while he's standing around his body.

Standing there in his room, he finally strummed a cord, the sound blasted through the room; Tyson put his hands to his ears.

Turning it down he laughed, Ray looked shocked, and his face so shocked by the noise he had just created.

Tyson found his bass guitar and plucked a bit, smiling Ray started a tune.

It was slow at first but it soon pocked up, Tyson chipping in were he felt he needed to.

"Ray!" Ray's mother yelled Ray told Tyson to wait and he went to see what was up.

Ray clambered down the stairs from his room to see his mother on the verge of tears, "Ma, what's wrong?" he asked.

"He's gone Ray, the plane crashed, you're father dead", and she fell to her knees weeping.

Ray knelt with her and they hugged, tears falling onto the ground.

"Oh Raymond", she whispered, not sure what to say.

Tyson walked down the stairs quietly, looking at the too he went to the door, sighed and closed it shut, he wasn't meant to see that.

No one was.

Tears fall

She cries as I look on helplessly.

I'm not sure what to do.

What should I say to make things better?

She thanks me for my help.

I don't cry in front of others.

My tears have always been hidden.

Taught at an early age to keep it inside.

I think that if I cry in front of others

I'm being selfish and immature.

But if others cry they are being vulnerable.

Where did this double standard come from?

Just once I cried on his shoulder

As my world disintegrated.

I loved him for comforting me,

But I'm ashamed he had to.

I'm the shoulder to cry on,

The sympathetic ear.

While my own tears go unheard

Except by the universe.

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