Xavier's trumpet love (one-shots)

The first stage

As Xavier's love for his trumpet grew the school was half way done and was now in marching band. He saw everyone else with their instruments and noticed how well everyone was playing their own instruments. He didn't know how to feel, he was disappointed that he couldn't please his trumpet to their intensity of playing but he knew he would be like them one day.

One day... Xavier wondered

He wondered what more beautiful things he can do to his precious trumpet.

"Everything is happening so fast, I'm no longer satisfied, I need to try something else"

"Hey Xavier" Ken had waved over at Xavier

"Yeah? "

"Can you hold my trumpet for a second?"

Xavier grabbed Ken's trumpet delicately, he admired the silver trumpet, Xavier would never admit out loud that he preferred Ken's trumpet..

It's shiny glow the way it was less scratched then his, and it's shape wasn't the same way that his was, he envied Ken, he didn't care that it was missing a button, all he knew was that he going to make it feel good, like it's making him feel right now.