I do not own Shugo chara..
Chap 2
About a week later….
Amu opened her eyes at the sound of a violin. She shot up. It wasn't just any music. It was a familiar, gentle, melancholy sound. She gasped. Only one person could play like that. She quickly rose from where she had been lying on the grass and followed the music to that familiar park…..
No way! She thought as she ran, Could it be? She parted the shrubs and saw a wiry figure dressed completely in black. A black hat covered his head while dark shades covered his eyes. Amu couldn't make out who he was no matter how hard she tried. The violinist raised his bow from the strings of his old violin and looked at her, "Can I help you?" he asked. To Amu, that voice was painfully like…..
Amu blushed and bowed hastily, "I'm sorry! I-I thought you were someone else." She lowered her eyes once again, not seeing the mischievous—almost cat-like—grin on the performer's face.
"Who did you think I was?" he asked.
Amu's voice was very quiet, "Someone I've been trying to catch up to for a long time." She fondly said, "He plays the violin as well." She smiled and turned to leave, brushing a tear from her eyes.
The man watched her go. Amu…. He thought and smiled. There was no doubt in his mind. She looked so different now, but, he knew that it had been her the minute her heard footsteps.
He smiled. I didn't expect you to find me so soon. He thought. Slowly, a mischievous grin crossed his face, Now it's my turn to find you. He raised his bow to the old violin and began to play again.
(A/N: ) This story is a lot shorter than my first one…..it might be up sooner than I realized it would be…