Violin + Piano

Chapter 21: Awesomeness
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*yawn

Stella yawned as she controlled herself from nodding to sleep. Aye, she has completed her article that was assigned to her and now she's suffering from those horrible aftermaths of struggling to stay awake in e cold classroom. She looked down the row on her right and saw Harume texting furiously under her table before looking up to listen to the talk. The seat on her left where Fuyume used to seat was, not surprisingly, empty yet again. Then the door swished open and in came Kira with his messed up brown hair and his school uniform worn messily making the girls in the class giggle with pure adoration of the just entered boy’s cuteness. The brunette whispered a genius reply that sent the class into laughter. The brunette winked at the annoyed teacher before heading back to his seat not before he planted a kiss on Monoki’s cheek making the girls coo in envy. Monoki blushed before turning around to give a smug look at Stella which Kira missed.

"Kira, where is your homework?" the subject teacher, a fierce looking yet beautiful hazel hair lady asked as Kira settled in his seat. Jumping slightly at the sudden voice calling him, Kira rummaged through his bag but could still not find his worksheet.

"Kira, stand." the subject teacher sighed disapprovingly at her used to be brilliant student failing to meet her basic expectations. Trembling slightly, Kira rose from his seat as he faced his teacher. Whispers immediately rose from the used to be quiet classroom.

"Kira, where's your homework." The teacher asked as she folded her arms and stood infront of the brunette.

"My... urm... My rabbit ate my homework..." Kira mumbled his eyes glued to his table not daring to look at his teacher in the eye.

"Your WHAT?!” The brunette winced as his teacher yelled at his excuse.

“My rabbit ate my homework…” Kira whispered louder this time making the surrounding people burst into laughter.

“It’s true!” Kira protested. The subject teacher looked at Kira warily as though she could not bring herself to believe Kira’s outrageous excuse. Finally, after much contemplation, she sighed and told Kira to seat.

“I want to see your worksheet on my desk by 5pm latest is that clear?” The forgiving teacher said as she looked at Kira sternly. Kira broke into a smile and jumped up from his seat and gave her a mock salute.

“Hai! Kawai sensei!” Kira said jovially. Kawai sensei shook her head but said nothing as she proceeded back to the board yelling at the class to pay attention when the students beside Kira started asking him if he really had a rabbit.

*Ring

Stella stretched like a cat as she plopped on her table top. Then, a shadow was cast over her. Lazily, she looked up and saw Kira standing infront of her. Stella sat up and looked at Kira probing her to proceed.

“How do I put this across…? Urms… my mum wants to meet you…” Kira whispered.

"Your mum?" Stella asked as she stared at Kira with her mouth agape.

"Yeah... Goodness... Forget it, I never asked you that question... Bye" Kira immediately replied and turned preparing to leave.

"Kira, what's your address?" Stella asked as she tore a corner of her notebook and picked up a ballpoint pen.

"What?" Kira eyes widened as he heard Stella reply and turned around with widened eyes.

"You heard me. Since your mum wants to see me then I shall go and see her." Stella replied simply like that was no big deal.

"Bu-but..." Kira stuttered loss for words as e came face to face with his blonde classmate boldness despite her looking rather fragile.

"Kira, you either tell me yourself or I go to Jun sensei and ask him for your address. And I’m sure you know how much Jun sensei favors me." Stella told Kira with a brow raised at him. Kira looked blankly at Stella shocked at what she had just said.

"Fine..." Kira sighed as he picked up a pencil and scribbled his address on the torn corner.

★Kira's home

Stella looked up at the big magnificent beige wall apartment that stood infront of her. Double checking the paper again, to prevent any form of embarrassment that could jolly well follow, Stella then proceeded to press the doorbell. Once, twice, click. Blonde stared at blonde; aquamarine orbs at amber ones.

"Yes?" the lady at the door asked. For a moment Stella was silent in awe as she saw the lady. Beautiful was not even an adjective appropriate to describe her beauty. Soft blonde hair that was slightly longer then shoulder length was tied up into a messy bun; her make up was done strategically to place strong emphasis on her delicate jawbone and breathtaking cheekbones; the stare that she gave could thaw a block of ice in a second or few with her deep amber gaze that looked like as though it has seen multitudes. It was hard to determine her origins with a fair skin tone and gentle voice, her accent wasn’t rich, neither did it sound like a local. She was favored with a model like figure; she was clad in a loose lilac purple tee shirt that hugged her waist. The shirt's fabric helped cover up her the gorgeous black belt that held her white skinny jean in place while her hair was tied in a messy bun and her nails buffed and manicured perfectly.

"Uhh... Are you- I mean my name is Stella-" Stella stuttered.

"Ahh~ Stella chan, you are Kira's classmate right? Come in please." the older lady welcomed her into the house

Awestruck.

If you would use a word to describe it that would most likely be the best word so far to describe the beautiful interior of the house. The house though small, but it was well furnished. As she entered the house, the wall on the same side as the door was made of clear sliding glass panel. If one turned to their right and opened the sliding glass panel, they will be given access to the small garden which was located behind the shoulder height brick wall away from passer-bys view. Seasonal fruit trees were planted near the brick wall facing the road and a small spice garden located at the adjacent side were their neighbors stayed. If you head back in, you will enter the house living room. Though small, but it was well furnished. On the right wall in relative to the sliding panels, was a LCD television screen on a black fir television council that sat comfortably on the wooden floorboard against the wall like mirror that separated the living room area from the small koi pond at that small secluded area of the house that could be easily accessible when on the polished pathway through the house. Below the top wooden layer where the television stood erect was a two 4-sided compartment which the one on the right was used to place all the magazines that the household bought and the other on the left had a neat French flower arrangement that consisted of pink roses, stalks of lavender and a handful of dahlia. Sitting opposite the said wall was an L-shaped sofa that was placed slanted from the wall and with the shorter length out partially facing the door entrance and the longer side pointing towards the small house garden. On the white sofa were a few bright colored cushions of sunny yellow, bright green and fire engine red placed to provide comfort? In between the gap made by the slant of the sofa from the wall a short simple circular round pedestal with the height almost as tall as the backrest of the sofa and placed on the top of the pedestal is a vase a few handfuls of white roses placed neatly in a white round porcelain vase. In front of the footsteps away was a small coffee table whose legs and support were made of pine wood and painted in a beautiful shade of brown with the table top made of a tinted bluish-green glass, placed in the middle was a transparent fishbowl like vase which was three quarter filled with water and with red roses who were yet to bloom. The stem of the red roses were placed neatly such that the stems criss-crossed each other to give a sophisticated feel to the whole arrangement. The vase sat on top a khaki colored rectangular table cloth (A/N: I know it sounds crude but I can’t think of any other words to describe that cloth. -___-. Gomenasai~).

Beside the living room area, was a room that was closed away from the view of visitors by a sliding door made of a thin frosted plastic that hid the contents of the room from guests. But, something was ignited from within Stella. Curiosity. She looked meekly at Cagalli a little pressurized by her superiority. Cagalli replied Stella’s unspoken request with a smile and a nod. Glad that she got the go ahead signal, she rushed to the doors and took the door handles in her hand and slid it open. Stella stared at the room with awe as the splendor of the room unfolded before her eyes.

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A/N: HOHO~ had fun reading through my description of Cagalli’s house? HAHA. Yes.. I know I said that their house was small but I did not really mean that small… I think agar-ation agar agar it’s in between American’s house, a Japanese house, and a French house. Some where in between I think~ cause I never seen any of those houses that I mentioned. But it’s rather small, but big. Yet small… ohoh, in case u guys dk, Cagalli’s house format is actually lik a chalet that I stayed in during my sec2 gathering. I forgot the name of the chalet but its cool and I’ve decided to adopt it! I tink… oh well, may change the format. I will draw a layout of the houses when I have time of course~ oh and btw, the starting part on Kira telling the teacher that his rabbit ate his homework, me and a bunch of my classmates did that as the beginning of our performance on teacher’s day and the performance turned out BRILLIANT!! HAHA, okok, enuf of all this, lets go to admin now~ and that is: the same rule applies. If you read this chapter, you are obliged to review! HAHA!! Review kks~!! Thanks!