Nightingale's Song (Revised)

My Parents wanted a wife, and I got a boyfriend (Part one)

Warnings: Nothing worth mentioning.

The closest thing I could find to an english translation for this song was this, if you wanna see the english translated, go to the description of this video on YouTube. Needless to say, I do not own Baila Morena which is sung by Julio Iglesias.

Note: This chapter turned out so long at first I had to split it up.
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Daniel Baritoni doesn't know what the point was with him being here.

His parents just dragged him on this ship, hoping that he'd turn away from his 'sinful' ways and find a good woman. Even if he was into women, there was no woman here that would be considered 'good'. He already had five women hit on him in the span of a couple of hours, to which he'd just smile, say something that would make the girl laugh and would politely excuse himself.

There was one girl who was persistent though, a princess by the name of Paulina, who went on and on about how beautiful she was, how important her father was, ("I'm mean, how could he not be? He is the King of Spain!" She proudly boasted.) and how two beautiful people like themselves were just meant for each other. Daniel feels his eye twitch with just the memory of that woman's horrendous voice.

He is leaning up against the back wall of the dining room, arms crossed and scowling at anyone who thought to speak with him, when he overhears talk about the ship's musicians.

"Sure their violinist is grand," He hears one woman say, "but he pales in comparison to the pianist. He's so young, but his music is so moving!"

"Please," Daniel cringes at Paulina's voice, "His music's good, but he's not that much to look at. Not surprising if he works on a ship full time."

Daniel raises a brow as the women chatted on. The Heir isn't the type to believe the gossip of the upper crust, but he finds himself curious about these supposed musicians. The people suddenly go quiet causing the white haired male to look around. His eyes land on the stage where a black haired boy with blue eyes is standing, glancing around the room nervously.

Daniel raises a brow. Was this the piano player they were talking about? If he is, Daniel completely disagreed with Paulina's assessment. This guy wasn't bad looking at all. In fact, with his wide blue eyes and the way he shuffled in place at the attention he is getting he is actually pretty cute. Daniel watches as the boy glances around at the guests again before quickly bowing and sitting at the piano.

The boy cracks his fingers and begins playing a quick and complicated melody and Daniel's heart skips a beat as the music washes over him. That boy was better than good, he was brilliant! It almost seems like the raven is pouring his heart and soul into the music. The crowd is fittingly silent as the musician plays, all watching in amazement as this boy, who can't be any older than Daniel himself, played like a master.

The boy suddenly looks right at him and his heart skips another beat, breath catching in his throat as they lock eyes. The music hitches a little, hardly noticeable to anyone who isn't looking for it. The boy ends his piece and stands, bowing again before quickly moving off stage.

'Oh no,' Daniel thinks as he follows after, 'You're not getting away that easily.'

He skirts around the the dining room as quick as possible without drawing attention to himself, a few people give him a confused look, but Daniel paid them no mind. He gets to a hallway near the stage and looks down it, catching a flash of black and gray. He hurries after it and sure enough, it is the teen from before. Before the raven haired boy can get away, Daniel spoke.