"Can you play piano, mister?"

"Well, I work here, so naturally, yes".

"Could you teach me?"

I blinked my silver pools, when young man had asked question. I sat on piano stool, fingers itching to play those notes before me. I wonder, why did he ask such a question, I don't know. And yet, I don't know how to answer. Those green eyes looked like they could burst out with emotions. I had seen him couple of times with his friend, Kanda. Kanda was a waiter here, so this man often got discount from food and drinks. "Why would you like me to teach you, sir?"

I sensed some hesitation in this man. I was sure his cheeks turned one shade redder than before. It couldn't really match his hair, though. Light chuckling was heard from my lips soon after that. "You don't have to answer. If you're one of the millions of fans I have, I can give you my autograph", I said, not really wanting to hurt his feelings, which I apparently did.

"I just… Kanda told me that you're free tonight and I thought that maybe we could hang out or something. I mean, if you don't have plans", I heard him stutter. That was actually pretty cute from the manly man like him. I think he had some sort of crush on me. I've seen him "striking" many girls in this restaurant and none of the cases which I was proving… He didn't act like this. But now that he was looking like a wounded little bird, I couldn't help it. Why not get to known each other? We've been some sort of… flirtatious towards each other from the distance.

"You asked me to teach you how to play", I retorted, smirking sweetly at this red-haired sexy man standing in front of me. I usually had my fun by teasing the fangirls. This bunny was now one of the people who I could use for my entertainment. "Or do you want to say what you really want?"

The young man bowed his head in embarrassment, when I had asked what he really wanted. I took hold of his hand and pulled him sit next to me. I put his hand on the vocals, glancing at his direction. "You can play", I said, looking at his hand. "What's the de—"

"I want to play with you", he said quickly, looking at me with his green eyes again. "Or… More likely, I would like you to play…" he continued leaning over my ear. I felt my cheeks burn at the warm breath in my ear. I had to cough a little. The song request was really personal to me, since I made it by myself with my dead foster dad. I wonder how he knew about it anyways. It was never released anywhere. "Who are you?" I asked from him. He couldn't be normal person.

"Lavi Bookman, private investigator", he introduced himself, shaking my gloved hands. My eyes widened with surprise. Now it was my turn to look like I was going to die. "Don't worry, you haven't done anything bad", he calmed me down instantly, grinning afterwards. "That's why I know… everything about you. I just wanted to…"

"You're stalker."

"No I am not a stalker!" Lavi exclaimed, blushing like a little girl. "It's just that... Maybe my interest in you was a bit more than just pure interest", he tried to correct himself a little. Well, it worked for me, because I was pretty embarrassed by the effect I had on this Lavi-person. Maybe, just maybe I could give him a chance. "But you know what, Lavi. This not really fair, because I don't know anything about you, but you know my whole life story written in paper."

"So why don't you tell me by yourself?" Lavi asked as he started to play the piano, not as good as me, but still playing. My lips formed in gentle smile as I looked those fingers dancing on the piano.

"Right now?"

"Right now, just you and me. No papers, no pens. Just us and this music around us."

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