Allegro- (Your Lie In April)

Chapter 1- Love's Sorrow

A/N- This takes place a little bit before Kousei gives his final performance as he walks towards piano. And thank you so much guys for reading this, this is my first fan fiction in over 4 years and I missed it enough to write this. Anyways be sure to review and give any comments on changes, grammatical errors, or any ideas you all have:)) Also shoutout to my friend Victoria, all credit to her for letting me use her poems

February 18, Eastern Japan Piano Competition

Flashback to the morning of the competition at Kousei's house

Remember when you asked me
what caused my pain
as we watched the rain splatter against the pavement
I probably chuckled and said "don't worry about it"
because you would have left if I had said it was you

He dropped the pencil onto his desk as wrote the last word. It's something he's been doing now for the past few weeks to keep himself calm on these cold, restless nights, filled with worry. The sky was filled with luminous orbs, in particular one shown fully, which allowed Kousei to have full visibility of his surroundings. Poems, how weak would people think of him if they found out about his poetry, he thought.

'Trust me, if I wasn't a mess I wouldn't be doing this", Kousei silently thought in his head. It was true. Kousei couldn't confide in many people at the moment. Tsubaki was beyond distant ever since that night where she kicked him and ran off. Watari... well Watari was Watari, even though he had helpful advice, at times, this wasn't one of those times, nor would he actually understand what Kousei was going through. Kaori, the thought of her sent chills down his sleeves, his hands dripping with sweat and his heart skipping beats. Kaori....how he missed her, but at the same time, Kousei was beyond scared. Scared for her and OF her. She meant the world to him, but in a matter of a few hours, she would either still be in this world, or not, to put it simple. He was stuck by himself, he was alone in this cruel world.

Alone. That's what he was right? It had to be, ever since his breakdown, Kousei felt like no one understood him. Sure he had his friends, but there was those times where he felt.... left out, or not present even. And now, no one was there. He would wake up later and wake up alone like always. He would make himself breakfast, take a shower, and walk to the competition. These poems.... these poems allowed him to confide in his feelings, to let them out. He hated Haikus, sticking his tongue out at even thought of them. He chuckled to himself because of it. He had been writing his poems in a notebook, nothing too special or extraordinary.

'I should get to bed now, I have a long day tomorrow. And as much as I don't want to face it, it's going to come sooner than later.' He put up his notebook and in a secure location, aka under his bed. He took off his glasses and set them on his desk and rose out of his chair. Winter, it was almost coming to end, and then spring, a time of color and life. Kousei had no idea if whether he was going to be seeing in color anymore after today. He got into bed, taking off his shirt, as he slept in only sweatpants on most occasions. He thought of the blonde girl, the one who beat him up, called him names, the one who got him back into music, the girl he somehow fell in love with. He slowly fell asleep, the combination of the full moon, the sounds of wind, and thoughts of tomorrow lulling him into the abyss.

'Goodnight loser'

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Kaori in her hospital room at that same time

'I'm really alone aren't I' she thought to herself.