Bonds

Gate

Anya, an 11 year old lived with her family in the town of Gate. The beach can be reached within 30 minutes from their abode. She loved her village. It was surely growing bigger economically and structurally.

She went to a nearby school. She had a younger sister who did not bother the bullying but it infuriated Anya to a great extent. The two sisters had recently changed their school and the new place wasn't readily accepting them. But in time the younger sibling adjusted and also made friends. Anya wasn't any incapable. She did too. Just that she never thought her sister would be totally fine without her.

She was good at her studies. They had always been the girls who were taught to respect education.

A year passed by in her new school.

Then, she decided she was going put her dream infront of her parents. The dream to be a pianist.
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"I'm off!", Anya shouts to her mother who scolds back, "Wait for your sister!"

"She's always late!" the girl with her bag against her back growls.

Within few seconds her sister's ready to go and they go off to school.

They part ways to get to their respective classes with a small bye or sometimes nothing at all, that was the daily routine.

The day was good as usual. But that day, she couldn't wait for the last class, which was English. There was a very good reason for this.

The previous day Anya had told her mother and father about her dream during dinner. Which she already shared with her English teacher so as to know if she knew any music teacher in the town.

Today she was excited as her teacher told that she would find out and tell her.

Now that she had her parents' permission, she couldn't wait to know the chances and choices.

Soon after the class ended and all the students collecting their stuff to return home, she ran up to Miss Siliya, her English teacher, "Excuse me miss."

"Yes dear?" the teacher responded.

"Could you find me a music teacher?"

"Oh, yes! There is a lady who teaches," she says as she pulls out a piece of paper from the middle of one of her books and hands it over to Anya, "This is the address, her name and phone number are on the other side," she ends with a smile.

Anya had happiness in her eyes as she expressed her gratitude, "Thank you so much, ma'am!"

She goes to her bag as she starts packing up her stuff. She had already put the paper in the pocket of her dress. Then she proceeds home.

Unlike how she and her sister went together in the morning, now they would follow their respective timings which hardly differed by ten minutes as the younger kids were allowed outside before the people of her age.

She has got back home and freshened up quickly. She took the paper and read the name. It said Yinya.

She showed it to her mother, "Mama!!! There is a teacher, probably nearby," as she pointed to the address. She sang the word 'mama' as always.

"Oh, that's nice dear. So when shall we go there?"

"Today! Or as soon as possible, whenever convenient mama," Anya chirped.

"Well, today is fine."

"Okay! I'm ready in five!" the little girl says as she holds up her open fist keeping her arm straight to the shoulder level, feeling all powerful.

That day was the start of it all as she joined the classes. Her first class was just getting a real touch of the piano. The pressed a white key towards the right side and it sounded sweet.

That was all she did. The rest of the hour was just roaming around the small place. It was not big enough, in fact, it did not have a name. It was just a woman teaching kids the music she knows for a livelihood. But that was a matter not worth thinking about at all for Anya. It has been two years already since she started obsessing over the piano.

Later that day she spoke to her father about the place and timings and made sure it was alright for her to be musician. Her father was a strict disciplinary and saw to education as high of a quality that an individual can deal with. And entertainment never appealed to him in anyway. Arts were never seen as a respectable education, at least in case of his kin and kith. But now, she was sure she would not be asked to stop anytime soon because her father agreed just like how he did when she told him about the nacent interest. And so she was all set for her journey.
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A/N:
Questions for the readers:
What about the length of the chapter?

Does it feel rushed up?

Did I make you see Anya?

More importantly, how is it, overall?

... because I want to continue this. And I better get better at it. So please comment whatever you feel like.

Caution:
This is my fantasy. And beware of this fact as I am obsessed with Naruto, anime, shojou in general, Bangtan and of course, my piano. Naruto is my drive. He has nothing to do with this fiction. But yeah their teams and teacher-student, subordinate-superior relationships do have a major part in this.

Might include superpower, and some anime concepts. Might contain cats, but definitely more deep in thought, perception, feels and idealogies than our normal shoujo. Angst on the way. Hurt comfort all along.

So be here to know my mind? Maybe?

Okay pretty please be here. And share your thoughts. Ah.. I feel a bit scared of what the reactions would be but... Let's go with, 'ttebayo!

Btw, it's Naruto kun's birthday today(10 October) so Happy birthday to you Naruto!!

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