Hi minna!

I usually upload at midnight (Philippine time) but this is an exemption. I woke up and just typed stuff and here it is =)))

This is the longest chapter so far

A huge hint of TezukaxFuji. But worry not.. It's just one sided xD

Just to clear things a bit, I'm making Tezuka and Fuji 22 years old. Echizen is 19.

I hope you enjoy reading this!

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis or any of its characters (Only Hikari so far xD and the plot)

~Sightless Melody~

True to Fuji's words, the bar really gives off a soothing feel. It's not a "bar", more of a "café" really. The place is spacious even though it looks almost full. There is a small stage up front which is currently occupied by a red-headed guy whose bangs covered mostly the left side of his upper face. The man is playing a slow and captivating rendition of Lady Gaga's "Edge of Glory" using his saxophone. What confuses me though is his choice of wardrobe. He's wearing a tuxedo, not really something I'd expect from a café/bar. But, I do have to commend his musical ability.

We were seated at the back near the door since the front liners were already filled with people. I didn't mind as long as I can hear the music all the way from here. A waiter gave us the menu and told us to call him if we're ready with our orders. Fuji chose Pasta Bolognese and red iced tea while I settled with a Salmon Fillet and a cup of tea. The waiter told us that it would take around 5-10 minutes then he headed to the kitchen.

"So, what do you think of the place, Tezuka?" He said all-smiling. I hope he stop talking to me because I would really like to observe the place some more and just drown myself with my own ideas. "It's relaxing, I like it." I finally answered. And thank the heavens because he might have heard what I was thinking awhile ago for he just continued to smile and did not talk anymore.

I brought out my writing materials and emptied my mind off all work related things, that's what I usually do when creating songs. I again allowed my eyes to roam around the room. The design, pictures, and everything else is on their rightful place. Combining all these elements, it releases a sense of belongingness. Should I write a song about going home? How ironic.

Despite being focused on the place, I failed to ignore the new comers, or rather, what they say. Each and every one of them would ask a waiter this "is he around?" And they would excitedly go to their tables when the waiter answers with a yes. I looked at Fuji to see if he had taken notice, which he seemed to as well. "Don't ask me, it's also my first time here. So be gentle with me, neh~" Seriously, I can't talk some sense with this guy. He's always like this. When he "confessed" his feelings for me, I rejected him and told him that I don't swing that way. He just brushed it off and after that he started being this ambiguous creep that he is.

Anyway, the guy on the sax finished his song and made his way backstage but not before being thanked by the host. Akira Kamio, I'll remember that name just in case. The host proceeded on introducing the next performer who is going to play 5 modern songs. I looked at Fuji, surprised. "You didn't tell me that your brother plays here." He looked at me for a second then turned his gaze towards Yuuta, "well, you never asked." He released a small laugh when I didn't stop looking at him. "He's the one who invited me here. I thought it would be great to have you as a company." I sighed. Well, I have to thank them because this might just be the place that I will frequent. I mumbled a small thank you and before he even had the chance to tease me, our orders came.

I'm starting to love this place more and more. The food is on par (if not better) with those from the 5-star hotels. The fish was perfectly seasoned and it just melts in my mouth. The vegetables with it are crunchy and give a nice contrast with the softness of the fish. And the tea is just divine. I think Fuji is as pleased as myself with what he's eating. I've never seen him eat with big chunks but here he is doing so. The sparkle in his eyes makes him seem like a child. Speaking of being like a child, he now have sauce on the corner of his mouth. I stopped myself from stifling a laugh. I grabbed a napkin and decided to remove it myself. He seemed oblivious to what I was going to do until the napkin touched his skin. His eyes widened and moved his head back a bit. I thought I was Imagining his shocked face because it was replaced with his normal smile as fast as it came. "Oh my Tezuka, I suggest you don't do that. I might just fall for you." He said, winking at the last statement. I placed down the napkin to the left side of the table. To say that I was taken aback was an understatement. I don't know how much truth there is in what he said.

Yuuta's on his last song and I can't remove the feeling that he looked at us before he placed his violin on his neck and played "A Thousand Years" by Christina Perri. I shrugged the feeling off and wrote a few words on my notepad. I hummed silently to see how it will go. Yuuta ended his song and like the first guy, exited to the back stage. I decided to listen to the host.

"Thank you very much Fuji Yuuta for that wonderful performance. And now for our last performer-" The silent audience suddenly cheered. Is the next person popular? Or is he that great? Well, I'll have to listen to find out. "I know most of you are familiar with him already, but some may not. Our last artist will serenade us with his voice and guitar skills. Without further ado, let us welcome Echizen Ryoma." The audience gave thunderous claps. Two guys went to the stage; one is Yuuta while the other might be the Echizen Ryoma. Are they doing a duet? But Yuuta seem to be guiding the other guy while holding a guitar on the other hand. When the guy is seated already, Yuuta gave him the guitar and placed the mic stand in front of him then left the stage.

The man up front has green hair which seems to sparkle under the spotlight. He's also wearing a tuxedo but sloppily arranged. He's wearing a pair of eyeglass, the type whose lenses darken upon the exposure of light. But it hasn't darkened so much, so his golden eyes are still very visible. His eyes seem unfocused though. Or that's what I think. It's hard to see from where we are.

Despite being active a while ago, the audience are now very attentive to this guy who looks so much younger than myself. He might be 18 years old or younger. He put his right leg over his left leg while his left foot stayed firm on the floor for support. He positioned his guitar on his lap and cautiously reached for the microphone.

I did not intentionally cut it here… I'm just unsure on the type of Echizen I want. =))) So there… I hope you liked it. Review and follow and favourite please =))) #Demanding xD