This is during the assigning of the instrument seating at World Academy… Review plz!
"1st chair oboist…" Mr. Yamada, the music director, announced. To Arthur, it seemed like a lifetime while Yamada announced it. He was sweating immensely and his heartbeat sounded like a vacuum cleaner in his heart.
"Is… Arthur Kirkland." Yamada smiled at Arthur while everybody smiled at him. Arthur's face must have been priceless, because everybody was chuckling and giggling at him. Arthur blushed slightly. In the past two years, Arthur had always been the 2nd chair oboist, and he was always one step behind his seniors. This year, he would be the shining star. He would be the soloist in the performances.
Arthur's thoughts were drowned out by Mr. Yamada. "Mr. Kirkland?" Yamada asked, smiling.
"S-sorry, sir…" Arthur blushed as he stood up to sit in the chair which he had been dying to sit in for 2 years. "Um… where am I sitting, again?"
Mr. Yamada sighed and shook his head. "You are sitting next to the 1st chair trumpeter and the 2nd chair violinist."
"Thank you." Arthur made his way through the sea of chairs until he finally got into an empty one. Arthur saw Feliciano Vargas (sophomore year), one of the grandsons of Mr. Vargas (Mr. Roman Empire) in the chair of the 2nd violinist. Feliciano grinned at Arthur and waved his bow, nearly stabbing his older brother Lovino (1st chair violist and junior, like Arthur) in the eye with it. Lovino got really pissed off and started yelling at his little brother in Italian. Feliciano apologized so much until he couldn't breathe from crying while apologizing. Arthur slapped his forehead. This always seemed to happen with the Vargas brothers. He looked up, relieved that fight was over. But, something came over him.
"How is Feliciano not in the 1st chair in violin? He's amazing! He was 1st chair last year… odd… I'd like to meet the new 1st chair violinist!" Arthur thought.
Arthur then got the answer to his question. A young blond man, tall, strong, and quite handsome, stood in the place of the 1st chair violinist. He looked to be fitter for the military than in an academy of fine arts, such as the World Academy. Arthur peered at Feliciano. He was surprised to see Feliciano's eyes open, but even more surprised to see Feliciano blushing to the tips of his ears.
The blond man forced a small smile at Feliciano, and extended his hand. "Hello, there. I am Ludwig Beilschmidt. I am from Germany and it is a pleasure to meet you. My brother is a senior here, and I am a sophomore. He is the 1st chair flautist, believe it or not. He is much stronger and a bit taller than me, but he is rather arrogant and…" Ludwig blushed, "and quite perverted."
Arthur sniggered at this comment, and Ludwig blushed harder, noticing that Arthur was starting to laugh now. "I'm sorry, Ludwig. It's just that by your description of Gilbert, he shouldn't be perverted."
Ludwig was shocked, to say the least. "Y-you know my older brother?"
"Of course I do," Arthur smirked. "He's one of my friends. Gilbert Beilschmidt, am I correct?"
Ludwig nodded. "Yes, you are."
The conversation continued until Alfred smacked Arthur in the back, hard. Arthur started to choke and turned his head toward the 1st chair trumpet seat. He was astounded to see Alfred sitting in that seat, waving at him.
"A-Alfred? What are you doing here?" Arthur was still shocked to see Alfred, ALFRED OF ALL BLOODY PEOPLE, in the 1st chair trumpet seat.
"Darling, I ain't as stupid as you think I am."
"Don't call me that."
"All 1st chair instrumentalists must play their assigned pieces!" Mr. Yamada called out.
"Gah!" Ludwig, Feliciano, Arthur and Alfred interjected in unison.
"Ludwig, you are up first." Ludwig sighed and pulled out his music. Winter by Vivaldi, hard piece to play. Arthur thought.
When Ludwig started to play, everybody gasped at the speed and accuracy of his violin. Now, Arthur could see why Ludwig was chosen to be 1st chair violinist instead of Feliciano. Feliciano always stumbled here and there, but Ludwig's playing was smooth, accurate, and beautiful. This version was 10 times faster than the original, maybe even more. When Ludwig was done, loud cheering could be heard throughout the hall. Even Mr. Yamada was satisfied, and he was NEVER happy with our pieces. Nearly everybody played until it came down to Arthur, Alfred, and Yao, who was 1st chair clarinetist. Arthur was up next, and he pulled out the solo version of Strauss Oboe Concerto – Allegro Moderato. He calmed down, breathed in, and played the piece with as much emotion and skill as possible. It felt like a lifetime, but after he was finished, a cheer as loud as Ludwig's filled the concert hall and Mr. Yamada was filled with joy and pride in the new oboist. Arthur blushed and sat back down.
"Good job, Artie!" Alfred cheered for Arthur.
"Bloody git, don't call me Artie."
"Crap, it's my turn!"
Alfred, being the sloppy person that he was, fumbled with his music, Carnival of Venus by Allen Vizzutti, and he finally got set up. Alfred started to play, and needless to say, Arthur was extremely bewildered by Alfred's skill and passion when playing his trumpet. It flowed smoothly, the high notes were perfect, and it was seamlessly woven into a romantic piece that was known to be the hardest for trumpet. After about 9 minutes was up, Arthur stood up and cheered loudly for Alfred while everybody else was seated and less enthusiastic. It was Alfred's turn to be shocked. He never thought that such an uptight old man could be this joyful and enthusiastic.
"Yao Wang, you are next." Mr. Yamada said.
"Yes, aru. I will be ready soon, aru."
Yao Wang, being the 1st chair clarinet for 3 years (this was his 4th year), had a reputation that he needed to keep steady. He pulled out his sheet music, Flight of the Bumblebee from Tsar Saltan, and immediately started to play the hardest piece of the day, even challenging Ludwig's skill at the violin. After he was done, Mr. Yamada told him to pull out his other sheet music, the clarinet solo version of Rhapsody in Blue, which left no time for cheering. Yao did this perfectly, already perfecting the glissando, which was the key part in Rhapsody in Blue's introduction. It went on for another 9 minutes until Yao put his clarinet down. People merely clapped and Mr. Yamada didn't smile, but merely nodded his approval. Kiku was angry that not many people acknowledged the beautiful senior's extraordinary skill. He obviously didn't show it though, for that would be disgraceful.
"You are dismissed! You may go to your visual arts classes now! File by your classes! Europe, Asia, Oceania, South America, North America, and Africa! Hurry now!" Mr. Yamada called.
Every child in the room filed out in neat and disciplined rows in the order that Mr. Yamada called. Kiku was very excited. He was in the same classes as his beloved Yao-senpai, the senior that he had become infatuated with.