Whistles (Part 2)
Preview: Nah! just read chapter 2 I can't summarize it… :)) Please review these chapters okei…
Mamori found a black tin whistle similar to one she had before.
"Wh-what?" she already had it in her hands and it seems like more expensive unlike the other.
"This is strange, why I know that it's broken but yet this one is really-" the mind-talking of Mamori suddenly stopped and it seems like all of her question suddenly disappeared when she saw some artistic carvings.
"Anezaki-chan, why are you blushing?" Ayako, asked who is examining the facial expression of Mamori without her noticing.
"I-I-I am blushing?" Mamori asked after she got surprised by her friend's sudden appearance.
"Yes you are! And wh-what's with that thing you're holding?" Another friend asked. Mamori understood that her friends didn't have any clue on what's inside her locker and so she pushed an alibi.
"Ahh!-No. It's nothing?" Good thing there's a pencil scattered in my locker "See?" Mamori showed it to her classmates, and her classmates have a strange feeling which made them look at each other.
"O-okei then. Are you done? We're already heading to the music class so if you want you can tag along with us". Ayako invited.
"No. Um… I need to settle things first. Don't worry, I don't forget about that. See you later!" Mamori said and after she closed her locker, she went to the school's east yard to search for someone. She peeked into the dusty window of that abandoned (not really abandoned now) clubhouse.
Too much mess, what else should I expect for? she thought.
No one is inside that clubhouse but she still have some time to look for him. She went over to baseball field where the ground is wide enough to play, but he's not around. She went to the cafeteria but there is no bad aura in the environment either. She looked all-over the place near the clubhouse and when she realize that she consumed almost the hours allotted in music class, she decided to give up.
"Looking for me huh?" Hiruma growled making her startle and yet her eyes surveyed the area. She spotted him on top of the tree near the clubhouse. "Oh good, that's why I never saw him on the ground because he is actually up there".
"Would you mind stepping down from that tree?" Mamori asked.
"Why should I? You are the one who fucking needs me right, so it will be right if you'll go up here". Hiruma said with a chuckle, knowing that the girl will not dare to climb.
"Hey, Hiruma-kun! it's time for our music class". Mamori yelled but not to scare Hiruma.
"And so? I don't fucking care?" Hiruma answered.
"Come on!" Mamori continued to persuade her classmate.
"I know it's not the fucking reason why you're here", Hiruma said but Mamori can't see his expression because the sunshine is hurting her eyes, but unlike her, Hiruma has a clear vision of her – blushing.
"Oh-umm… Ano" Mamori started to look for the right words. And Hiruma finally stepped back to the ground.
"What is it?" Hiruma, with a calm face is facing Mamori like a man. Their height bears a great gap and so it made Hiruma to lean over Mamori.
"About this", Mamori showed the tin whistle "I found it earlier this afternoon. Actually you don't have to do such thing like this". Mamori, although shy, managed to say something in front of Hiruma, remembering what she done the other day made her a little uncomfortable.
"Ahh about that, it's not that expensive. I guess it's really fine for the Silverstrand piece you practice". Hiruma looked away from Mamori, feeling embarrassed about the carvings that made by that specialty store in L.A. On the other hand, Mamori was startled that Hiruma knew the piece she's been practicing. Because of the sudden silence, Hiruma suddenly remembered how the instrument maker made the transaction.
"Ahh, another Anezaki? We had an order from Anezaki-sama so I think we should add another carve on here." the store keeper talked with Hiruma through phone.
"So, what's the problem if there is a bunch of Anezaki who ordered in your fucking store?" Hiruma seems annoyed on the other line. A second of silence passed, probably because of Hiruma's cursing and bad language.
"Oh – is this for your girlfriend?" the store keeper asked, which appears to be natural on his daily life facing ill-mannered adolescents.
"W-what the fuck?" Hiruma hissed.
"Okay it's settled, so wait for its shipping for about two days, thank you!" the store keeper ended the conversation plainly. And Hiruma can't communicate with them again for whatsoever reason.
"Neh- Hiruma-kun" Mamori is shaking Hiruma's arm.
"W-What?" Hiruma is somehow startled due to his early reminiscing.
"I said let's go to the music class".
"We're later already".
"But it's not yet over". Mamori smiled and it was bright that made Hiruma left into space once again. "Come 'on". Without anymore fighting, Hiruma allowed himself to be pulled by Mamori. A force that he knows but somehow new to him to the point that he can't explain what it means. They arrived in the class exactly at the time where it should end.
"Anezaki-chan, Hiruma-kun," the teacher looked at each student "You should know how to respect the essence of time". She lectured.
"Nah! I'm not really going to meet you anyway" Hiruma said without even looking at their teacher.
"Hiruma-kun". Mamori seems like scolding him but in sweet way. After she looked at Hiruma who is standing behind her, she returned her eyes to their teacher who is apparently not in a good mood.
"Sensei, please let us use the left minutes to perform". Mamori said and yet Hiruma is whispering discouraging words.
"Heh! Is that so? Well," the teacher looked on her watch "we still have time about five minutes but we cannot accommodate both of you for… my estimate that each performer should do a 3-4 minutes of presentation".
"It's okay sensei". Mamori responded after a bright idea flashed into her.
"What do you mean by that?" the teacher asked.
"Because I and Hiruma-kun" Mamori pulled Hiruma to her side "will perform together". Mamori said leaving an unexplained expression on the teacher, to her classmates, and especially on Hiruma.
"Wh-whaaaat?" Hiruma suddenly blushed but managed to hide it – appearing that he is pissed instead of embarrassment.
"You heard it right, we're going to play it" Mamori showed the black tin whistle "together. Can we proceed now, sensei?"
"O-of course, yes of course". The teacher though had a doubt about their "together" kind of idea allowed them. She probably had a great problem on how the demon and angel tandem can produce good music.
The other students hold their breath about their performance but it amazed them after some couple of smiles of Mamori. Hiruma sat for the grand piano and Mamori sat beside him – facing the class. Mamori's friends noticed that she carried a different tin whistle and the undefined closeness of the two (Hiruma and Mamori) became a sudden topic between them. As Mamori turned her face to Hiruma (probably their cue or counting) Hiruma started to press the keys. It appeared easy to him, which made Mamori hum in the beginning before doing her tin whistle. The duet performed the Silverstrand and it amazed not only the teacher but also the crowd. The melodies and rhythm that they play together is so calming that they even forgot who is doing the percussions. And so… the performance ended…
Later that day…
Mamori spotted Hiruma strolling outside the building. But to her surprise, their secret eye contact remained and he pointed out something to her telling like: "go to that place". Mamori obeyed and after going through the bushes, she heard a conversation with Aya-chan and her friends.
"So that's it! They managed to perform. I mean she managed to impress them again". It's Yukino who's talking.
"But Aya-chan, haven't we broken that instrument before?" Miyazawa asked.
"Yeah! We're sure about it. But still there's something that I don't get". Aya shrugged.
"Ya-ha!" Hiruma screamed on the opposite place where Mamori is hiding.
"Ngeeee! H-H-Hiruma-kun!" the three girls almost throttled due to their surprise and panic.
"Kekekekeke! Now I know that my fucking classmates did something terrible to Anezaki-chan." Hiruma said with guilting effects on the girls.
"P-Please Hiruma-kun, don't you dare tell her". Aya courageously spoke. But then Hiruma brought out his black notebook and written something on it.
"What is it?" Hiruma is busy writing yet manage to maintain the devilish atmosphere.
"I said. Don't tell her!" Aya repeated.
"Tsk..tsk..tsk.. wrong". Hiruma simply said.
"Please… don't tell Mamori-chan, Hiruma-kun". Aya said in a calm voice and yet there is a vein popping on her head.
"Okay!" Hiruma started and the girls felt delighted. "but in one condition".
"Condition?" Yukino mumbled. Mamori who is hiding behind them had a bad feeling about the condition Hiruma is talking about.
"You three will be my slaves". Hiruma ended with a devilish laughter.
"N-N-nooooooooooo!" the three girls scared the crows.
After that…
"Hiruma-kun, you were so mean". Mamori told him after handling him a can of soda.
"Neh? Who do you think the ones being mean?" Hiruma obviously getting defensive. But Mamori answered nothing but smiled. She sat on a grassy meadow near the huge rock where Hiruma is sitting with his rifle.
"You." Mamori started but she became shy all of a sudden.
"Hm?" Hiruma made a sound.
"You don't have to do harsh things like that just to tell me it wasn't your fault". Mamori finally said.
"I don't have any fucking obligation of explaining myself to others. Since it's you father's present I guess it is only your right to know the truth." Hiruma sounded manly – for the first time. "How about you? Why'd you not reported me to the Disciplinary Committee. You have a power now to do that." Hiruma asked with full of concern.
"Umm… Well, it is not really nice to use the kind of power to for the interests of others; I will use that power to be the voice of the freshmen and to protect them." Mamori is looking on the vast meadow and not noticing how Hiruma examined her face. Her hands are feeling the delicate carvings on the tin whistle and she suddenly looked at Hiruma who is apparently blankly into space while staring at her. But this did not bother Mamori, she just raised the tin whistle, showing the carvings Anezaki-Hiruma.
With that Mamori smiled noticing that Hiruma slightly get blushed.
"She's so dense afterall?" Hiruma thought. "How do you know that I play piano anyway?" Hiruma suddenly asked.
"Oh!, because you have long fingers suit for playing piano… I guess… but I'm right though" Mamori answered sheepishly. "What about that black notebook?" Mamori saw it on the pocket of Hiruma's polo.
"It's called extortion notebook! Kekekeke" Hiruma said proudly.
"Oh boy, what a creep?" Mamori thought.
Note: This fic kinda inspired by Edward's (Twilight) piano playing but I don't compare Hiruma to him since the piano lessons in Japan appears to be common. Silverstrand is the plain music introduced by The Corrs (wacth it on youtube).