My mind is such an asshole. I've had a nice long summer with a few scattered oneshot ideas here and there and suddenly, less than a week before I have to go back to school, I now have two multichapter fics that are demanding to be writen. So here's one of them. Each chapter will be a song-fic of a song from a musical that YOU request. Any character, any pairing, any song (so long as it's from a musical).
Well, I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even the pen I write with (stole it from the computer room in school, pens magically appear there)
Romano kicked the door shut as though it was the one who had been pissing him off all day. That stupid dense bastard! Romano kicked the door again in fury but got a stubbed toe for his troubles instead of a vent for his anger.
Rubbing his foot and swearing, he caught sight of a piano out of the corner of his eye. He hobbled over and sat on the stool in front of it, bitterly massaging his foot.
He leaned back with a sigh, his elbows pressing down on the keys in discordant harmony.
He turned around to face the piano. One of the very few things he'd picked up during his brief stay with Austria when he was younger was that expressing yourself and anger through a piano worked surprisingly well. And it was much more accepted by the stuck up piano bastard than flipping shit and swearing. So playing piano meant he wouldn't get stepped on back in the day, unlike Veneziano.
He let his fingers dance up and down the white keys in a series of scales and arpeggios to loosen them up. A light breeze from an open window sent sheet music careening from the top of the piano and onto his head. Romano gathered them up with an irritated (and manly) huff and set them back on the...ledge thingy where you put sheet music. Shut up, that's its proper name.
He kept one sheet in his hand and examined it. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Fuck it, why not."
He straightened up the pages, spread them out as much as the ledge thingy would allow and began to play.
Ah, how he'd missed this. He'd missed clearing his mind of everything but the music. No whiney little brothers. No boss bitching about every little thing. No dense Spaniards. Just him, the ebony, the ivory and the music.
His eyes slid from one page to the next, following the exact melody. He stopped and lifted his hands from the keys to examine the sheet music. Something didn't sound right; it wasn't flowing as it should.
He facepalmed. It would help an awful lot if he hand the sheets in the right order. He gathered them up again, trying to work out which one came first. Only now did he notice the simpler line of music with lyrics above the normal line. He lowered the pages slightly and glared at his reflection in the shiny black wood of the piano.
Romano began to resort the pages and put them back on the ledge thing (in the right order this time). He glanced behind him quickly and, seeing no one, returned his attention to the sheet music.
He rested his hands on the cool ivory, took a deep breath and began to play. After he'd played the intro twice, he started to sing quietly, keeping one eye on the lyrics and one on the music.
If I loved you,
Time and again I would try to say
All I'd want you to know.
If I loved you,
Words wouldn't come in an easy way
Round in circles I'd go!
Longing to tell you,
But afraid and shy,
I'd let my golden chances pass me by!
Soon you'd leave me,
Off you would go in the mist of day,
Never, never to know how I loved you
If I loved you.
If I loved you.
Loved you.
Loved
You.
Romano keeps both hands on the final notes and his foot on the sustain pedal, trying to maintain the music peace for as long as possible. Behind him, something clattered to the floor. Romano's head flicked around like a startled rabbit.
"What the fuck?!"
Spain was scrambling on the floor, trying to pick up a random decorative...thing he'd knocked over.
"What the actual fuck, Spain?!"
Spain continued to squat on the floor clutching the fail decoration and refusing to look up at Romano.
"Ahaha, I just heard someone singing and I thought I'd listen in 'cause it sounded pretty."
Romano stood up and walked to the door. "Yeah, well... whatever, I'm fucking out of here." With that said, he was gone.
Spain peeked up between his lashes and sighed. 'You're not the only one who lets golden chances pass by, Roma.'
Review or PM me if you want a particular song/pairing/character~!
Ja!
-Animerockchic