A/N: Ok, this is the last part of my Valentine's Day chapter. Hope you all enjoy it, those of you that read it, also, don't be afraid to leave a review or two behind, it's nice to get those once in a while, keeps me wanting to write more, ya know? Sorry for it being short and not just adding it to the last chapter, but nonetheless, enjoy!

He came home late that night, around 8:20, though that was normal time after his strings club practice. Fuuji's mother had given him a ride home so that he did not have to haul the bags of chocolate from school to his walk home. He thanked her for a small box of chocolate as he was dropped off. The only thing that was heavier than two bags of chocolates was a bag of bricks, he concluded. He took out his keys, after setting the bags on the ground to free his hand, and opened the apartment door.

It was not empty, as he had suspected, he knew that Shuichi would be with Yuki today and he thought that he'd have the place to himself, but no, his father was there. He suddenly remembered the business card in his pocket and thought about asking his father if he could join the Orchestra, though he would probably most likely tell him no, after all that had happened.

He sighed as he shut the door behind him, picking up the bags he set on the entry floor once more and headed to his room, ignoring his father and hoping that he would pay him no mind. Of course the world was out to get him that day, first the girls, then that woman, though that news was very pleasant now that he thought about it, but now his father.

"Michael." He said and the blond looked over at the older. "Gosh, what's that? Two bags full of chocolates?" his father shook his head. "Really, I shouldn't be surprised, you are my son after all." Was he trying to be nice? Had he forgiven him? He thought to himself. "Go do your homework, and don't eat too much of that candy, it'll make you sick."

He glared at his room door before going inside and setting the bags on the ground, he carefully set his school's bag next to his bed and his violin in its appropriate place next to his desk. He lay down on his bed and looked at the ceiling, as if it was interesting.

That woman, she seemed a bit eager to have him join the Orchestra but he was unsure, he was still in school after all, so it would be natural that his education should come first and foremost, but being in that Orchestra, he could make a good amount of money without even needing school. He needed advice, but there was no one he could think of who could give it to him.

Then it hit him, that singer, Shuichi, he might be able to help him with his decision problem, and he was a fellow musician, so there should be something that he could advise him in, something. He smiled and sat up on his bed, taking his uniform off and getting into his sleeping shorts. He stretched before he moved the covers of his bed to the other side. He climbed in the bed and closed his eyes, almost immediately, he fell to sleep, and the long day was finally over for him.