opposites attract ~ a kageyama tobio fanfic

confess pt 4.

getting on the right buses was a struggle. i accidentally got detoured a few blocks away, and had to get on one extra bus to get to the nearest bus stop to the hall. then i had to walk a few blocks and it didn't help that it had started to rain.

the entire time i was on the bus i was suddenly very self conscious. was i supposed to bring something for her? flowers? no, she's done this so many times i'm sure she's gotten sick of flowers. could someone get sick of flowers? even if i wanted to, there was no time left. ah also, i didn't really think about what i was supposed to wear. at least i wasn't in my sweaty volleyball uniform from the game, but the simple white t-shirt and sweatpants along with my thin karasuno jacket didn't seem very worthy of a prestigious performance either. and my sneakers that were once white and now dirtying didn't do me any better.

i frowned and rubbed my thumb against the side of my hand. i'd have to do with it. hopefully takagi-san would forgive me, somehow.

through all this thinking, i'd missed my stop, so i inwardly cursed myself and somehow found the other bus to take me back to the bus stop. by then, it was already 7:25, and i knew i'd be cutting it close. from there i ran through the rain all the way to the venue, with my bag above my head, a feeble attempt at keeping myself dry.

when i finally arrived at the brightly lit tokyo symphony hall, i couldn't help but gaze in awe at the large stadium. it was close to the volleyball court i'd seen on tv that the people that went to nationals played in, but much, much grander. and i hadn't even gone inside yet. 

i took out the sweaty towel i had in my bag leftover from the game and tried my best to dry off my hair and jacket from the rain. stuffing it back inside, i made my why into the lobby along with other people in dresses and formal wear who were also here to hear takagi.

fortunately, takagi-san had given me a free pass. she had texted me a link the day before with a digital ticket, so i just had to open the link and show it to the person at the front desk. she cringed a little bit at my damp informal clothes, but gave me directions upstairs to my seat, nonetheless.

now i felt even more self conscious.

i went up a flight of stairs to the nosebleeds, then accepted the program a man handed to me before entering. i gasped as i could finally see the grandness of the hall.

it was big. really big. and as i sat down at my seat near the edge of the little room, i had the perfect view of the stage. a brightly lit stage, with a beautiful grand piano in the center. the warm lights seemed to illuminate the whole hall, and wow. she plays in the middle of all of this? that's... amazing.

i debated on texting takagi that i was here, but i didn't want to bother her right before her moment. i saw a 'no phones allowed' sign outside, anyway.

the person at the piano wasn't takagi-san, though. and the violinist beside him seemed to be in the spotlight, shredding out a very intense piece. i flipped open the program and scanned through the few performers tonight. this must be nakamura shizuki (the violinist), and konoha eiji (the piano accompanist). 

suddenly, my eyes landed on a girl i recognized. but just barely. was this really takagi-san? it must be, at the bottom of the picture it said "takagi mizuki, piano". but the girl in the program had her hair braided delicately and was wearing a forest green dress with thin straps. i'd never seen her like this before, not like the quiet and plain girl she was in school. she had on a soft but firm expression, her smile making her seem sweet, but her eyes burning with a passion. a drive. that part of her i was familiar with.

and i liked it, a lot.

soon, i heard clapping, and i realized i'd spaced out staring at her picture. embarrassed, i cleared my throat a little and clapped along with everyone else for the end of the duet.