"Ikuto!" "Hm?" "You're not hitting the right notes, and you're quite out of tune. Try harder." "Yes sir." It had been a year since Amu had been sent back to Europe by Easter. Ikuto was now being taught a bit more about playing the violin at a music school. "Now normally he would be able to play through without any mistakes, but lately he hadn't been able to get the notes right, and was very out of tune. "Ikuto! Do want to be able to perform live with your music?" "Ah...I think I might..." "Then try harder! One more time! From the top, and this time, do not make any mistakes!." "Yes, sir."
"Hm...it feels so good to be back in Japan, though I really wish Sensei was here with me too. Why'd he have to go back so soon. Ah, well I guess it couldn't be helped." A young woman was walking past the window of her new school, when she heard a familiar sound. "This music! It's..." She listened for a bit, and looked through the window at the boy with dark hair, and a violin in his hands. She smiled slightly, then realized something. "I can't just show up right now...not after I left the way I did that last time...that was kind of mean..." "Ikuto! Why are you having such a difficult time with this piece? You used to play it non stop when you were a bit younger, so why are you having problems with it now!" "I'm not sure, myself, sir." "Well, get it together, or else you can pack your bags and just go back home! Am I clear?" "Yes, sir, loud and clear." "Just play the damn thing and this time, NO mistakes!" Amu heard the music start up again, and sighed. She wanted to do something, maybe sing to the song, like before, but she hesitated, and then just walked away.
"Hello?" "Is there anyone...oh, I'm sorry." "No, don't be, I was just leaving. I'll be out of here in a moment, so you can..." "Oh, its alright, actually, I like having someone, other than my teacher listen to me play." "Hm?" "I mean if you aren't comfortable playing in front of a felow classmate, then your not ready to perform for a large audience." "I see your logic...are you new here?" A young girl smiled, "Yes, actually I just moved here from overseas." "You learn to play there?" "Mhm, from a very skilled sensei." "I see." "My name is Uma Himamori..." "Did you say Hina? Or Hima?" "Oh, Himamori." "Ah, I'm..." "Ikuto Tsukiyomi." "...How do you..." "You're the son of the great violinist Aruto Tsukiyomi, right?" "Yeah...right." "I thought so, I was heading here when I heard the way that teacher was talking to you, and you should't worry, making mistakes is a part of life." "Hm..." "If you don't make mistakes, you'll never learn the things that you need to kno in life." "You seem to know alot about that." The girl smiled as she opened her instrument case.
"Yes. There were mistaks I made once, that even if I could I would not change what I did to make them, except for one." I see...ah..." "What is it?" She held up her violin. "You have a pink..." "A pink violin? Yeah, I know, I had it customly made." "..." "This isn't the one that I learned on though, that one is safely packed away." "Why don't you use it?" "Its far too special for me to use." "I see."
The girl positioned the violin properly, then ran the bow across the strings. "Hm...you're a bit out of tune there, lets try once more...there, thats better, thank you." "Who are you thanking?" "The violin." "Why?" "I always thank my violin when I play. See cause in reality, isn't it the violin that makes the performance that much better?" "I guess..." "So it only fits that one should thank their violin or whatever instrument they play after and before a performance." "You have quite a bit of respect for violins, huh?" "Mhm, I do." She began to play.
"I've heard this...no, I've played this before." "Really? Well in that book over there on page five I've written song to go with the music, go ahead and take a look if, you like." Ikuto shrugged "Its okay, maybe some other time, right now though I have to be going...huh?" A girl came into the room.
"Uma, theres a car out front waiting for you." "Thanks." The girl, Uma, packed up her violin, then turned to Ikuto and smiled, "Don't worry, you'll find your focus again, even if it takes a while." She said and left. "Hm...huh...oh."
"Hello, miss," "Hello." "Did things go alright today?" "Yes...somewhat." "Shall we go home?" "Hm...no, theres a place I want to go." "Alright...oh, there seems to be a man running towards us." "Hm? It's alright, please just drive." "As you wish, miss."
"Hey! Wait, you forgot you book..." Ikuto said, but the car didn't stop or turn around. "Huh, well I guess I'll give it to her again when I see her again, if I see her again that is."