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Sakura's parents have to do a Euope business trip, for who-knows-how-long and her parents planned her to move to Japan with her father's friend, Mr. Mao. She is unsure about the trip and was nervous to move into a different country. At first she...
"School wasn't that bad was it?" he peaks his head into her bedroom to see Sakura on her bed with her laptop," Whatcha staring at Kai?"
He walks into her room and looks over on the bright screen.
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"Uhhh..."
"Can I have your wifi password?" she asked bluntly.
He looked at her deeply into her eyes, causing a moment of silence. "No."
"Why not?" he turns away from her and walks to her door. "Ask my brother!"
She groans and flops onto her bed "ugh!!!"
Today was a lazy day between the two as it was a minimum day. She finally finished her shift (still with no pay) and she hasn't been able to do anything as Akio gets to have fun on his laptop, with wifi!
She sits up from her bed to see her violin case sitting on her bay window. In realisation, she hasn't touched it ever since she had moved in. She did a couple of attempts but Mr. Mao wouldn't stop asking her for help or errands with Akio. Finally this was the day to get her fingers on her instrument.
Sakura rolls across from her bed to get to the window; she was too lazy to stand up and walk around. She walks to her bright window shining down on her instrument case and opens it up ,then taking it out of its case.
Akio quietly peeps his head through her door seeing her violin, he glares as he leaves her room and into another room with a shiny raven black piano. He looks at it for a couple of moments before opening it and peeling off its velvet cloth of its keys.
The shiney blue violin was smooth to touch once she grasped it in her hands and the bow so straight and so even as she placed it on the strings above the bridge. There was no single mistake as she started to dance to the beautiful music that came out of her violin.
He listens to the music in the other room and plays the keys right after the pause.
Violin Sonata No. 9 by Kreutzer.
It was peaceful. So calming. It made her heart flutter as her hand moves the bow to the notes that made the song perfect.
The pedestrians outside could hear the music outside her window as she twirls around her entire room, trying to avoid bumping into any objects along the way. They were pleased and wowed with the beautiful sounds of her music, it started to spread smiles in the streets shining gold and glee with in the people's hearts.
This was the song she played with her pianist back in her trip in London, the last song she played before she moved into this busy city. Her and her pianist were just like partners in crime when they played, playing with in her heart, they would make the crowd roar.
She missed the old days. Being able to play her violin every single day back in Brooklyn. Because of this stupid cafe, it prevents her to be in the music room after school. And with that said, why must she work? She has no passion in making bread goods, she needed music.
To play with her heart contents until her arms and neck start to become tired. To get her hands on a bow and violin and play! To be known. And be in the crowds hearts.
