Violin + Piano

Chapter 23: Strenuous Exercise

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Kichi got up and rubbed his eyes. He turned and saw Yuki sleeping soundly beside him with nothing on. Kissing her bare skin, Kichi took the blanket that was kicked to her leg and covered her. Then he arose from the queen size bed and walked to the cupboard and picked up his undergarment and slid it on. After wearing on his shirt and pants, he took his tie and slung it over his neck before entering the kitchen where he took out a pan and started cooking breakfast.

“You’re awake?”

Kichi turned and saw Yuki standing at the door way wearing only the jacket that he had covered her with when she kicked the blanket away. Sighing, he unbuttoned his business shirt and threw it at Yuki who caught it effortlessly.

“Wear it, the air-conditioner is on.” Kichi sighed.

“Did you on it?” Yuki asked as she slid into the loose shirt. “It’s freezing…” Yuki whispered as she walked towards the control panel to find the air conditioner remote control to off it.

“Hey, its okay. The most we can share our body heat.” Kichi smirked earning a hit from Yuki.

“Cook the egg well. I will lower the air conditioner. Its not good if the boss gets sick.” Yuki ordered and went to get the remote. Kichi smiled as he placed the fried egg on the plate and placed it on the 4 seated dining table.

“Juice?” Kichi asked as he poured himself a cup of coffee. Yuki yelled a yes as she went back to her bedroom to change into a woolen sweater before heading back to the dining room with a suit in her hand. Kichi looked at Yuki with his brows raised curious at what Yuki was about to do.

“Here, change your suit. If people see that you go to work for two days they will start to suspect.” Yuki said as she passed Kichi the suit. Kichi studied the workmanship for awhile and looked at Yuki slyly.

“You wanted me to stay over didn’t you?” Kichi smirked as he stood up and cornered Yuki.

“N…no, go and eat.” Yuki turned around refusing to face Kichi as her face burned bright red. Smirking, Kichi leaned over and bit Yuki’s earlobe making Yuki blush even harder.

“You are blushing.” Kichi whispered huskily into Yuki’s ear letting his voice vibrate through her ear canal and reach her eardrum. Yuki shuddered as her mind brought her back to last night’s tiring activities. Kichi could not help but chuckle as he broke away from the wall letting Yuki turn around to see Kichi clutching his stomach and laughing his head off.

“KICHI!!” Yuki yelled as she chased after him oblivious of the time. Finally, Kichi’s eyes laid sight on the clock and stopped making Yuki collide into Kichi’s back. Yuki mumbled resentment as she rubbed her nose. Kichi stifled a laughter as he kissed her nose.

“I’m running late, enjoy your breakfast.” Kichi whispered as he grabbed his suitcase from the couch and grabbed his coat.

“At least change out of your clothes right?” Yuki told Kichi. Kichi looked at his crumpled shirt and sighed.

“Do you have an extra pair of briefs?” Kichi sighed as he turned and head to the bedroom. Yuki took this opportunity to pack Kichi’s breakfast into a bento and pouring his coffee into a thermo flask to keep it warm and placed them into a neat paper bag. Kichi finally exited the bedroom with his crumpled clothing in his hand. He was wearing a white business shirt and a pair of black pants with a black blazer. Grabbing his coat, bento and suitcase from Yuki hands, Kichi planted a soft kiss on Yuki’s forehead and pushed open the door.

"take care, don't work so hard." Yuki advised him as she watched him put on his shoes. “drive safely." Yuki whispered as she saw him to the door.

"its cold, don't need to send me to the car park." Kichi replied as he grabbed his coat and wrapped a striped scarf knitted from teal and midnight blue yarn around his neck.

"Kichi?" Yuki whispered as she looked at her lover. The blue hair man turned and looked at his lover. Yuki snaked her hands around Kichi’s waist and hugged him.

“I love you.” She whispered closing her eyes and leaning her head on her lover’s back. Kichi smiled and peeled Yuki’s hand away from him and kissed her.

“I’ll meet you for dinner.” Kichi promised before giving Yuki’s hand one last squeeze and left the apartment. Yuki remained outside until she saw Kichi’s red Ferrari drive out of her sight before she head back in to prepare for school which she soon abandon the thought when a sharp pain shot up her back.

So much for a gentle exercise

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A/N: mushy mushy!! HAHA!! This is abit out of the plot but its fine~ as promised, this chapter is shorter than the previous wan (: lol~ anw, R&R please review~ Thanks~~ (:

Violin + Piano

Chapter 22: To You
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Stella stared at the sight that unfolded before her. The room was rectangular in shape. Its floorboard was made of teak and the full length curtain that veiled the wall opposite the door glowed as the sun threw its magnificent rays at it. Walking across the room, Cagalli reached the curtain and pulled it open revealing a clear glass wall. Without the hindrance of the curtain, the sun rays immediately lit up the room.

"Like what you see?" Cagalli asked as she walked towards it and opened the lid revealing the array of black and white keys.

It stood near the glass wall tilted at an angle such that the ceiling light was needed in the morning to see the sheets. On the left wall of the room there was a trophy case whose frame was made of oak and had a glass sliding panel. In it were stood many trophies. In the midst of all the gold trophies there stood some bronze and silver medals. Cagalli smirked as she saw Stella's eyes widen in amazement.

"Cagalli san... Did u really collect all this medals?" Stella asked surprised at the amount of them.

"Oh no, some are Kira's" Cagalli chuckled and took a seat on her bench. HER name, was written in French Script font using gold ink, 'Kuroi' which meant 'Black Well' not only proved irony against its white coat but also described clearly the wish of the creator of this fine piece of instrument. Its lid was lifted and held ajar with the help of a wooden stick. Then, finger by finger, Cagalli poked the keys which in turn emitted clear sounds as they vibrated through the walls.

"Stella chan, what is music to you?" Cagalli asked as she turned and looked at Stella's aquamarine orbs.

★What is music to you?

"Seriously, what is mum doing? Such a senseless request..." Kira sighed as he thought of his mother's request. The sun was setting by then and the huge ball of raging fire was slowly retreating into the depths of the sea and the sky was made into a masterpiece of orange, yellow and red. As he neared his apartment, he started hearing soft playing of the piano. A moment the tune was low and in the next, it was in the highs. Kira tightened his grip on his school bag and began to jog towards the apartment.

"MUM!" Kira yelled as he slammed open the door that led to the room. Stella was still inside and was massaging her arms muscle while Cagalli stood at the window looking out to the vast horizon.

"Kira, what's music to you?" Cagalli asked as she continued gazing. Kira looked at Stella with an inquiry look. Stella shrugged. Kira sighed and walked towards his mother whose blonde hair glowed under the sun light.

"What’s wrong mum?" Kira asked as he rested his 2 hands on Cagalli's shoulder and started to massage them. Cagalli smiled and shook her head.

"Nothing, I just remembered how I was like when I was younger." Cagalli smiled as she walked away from Kira. "Stella chan. It’s getting rather late. You should be on your way home." Cagalli said as she walked over to the white piano a closed the cover after spreading a scarlet silk cloth over the keys.

"I'll send you home." Kira offered as he walked towards Stella. Stella looked at Kira with suspicion.

"That'll be good" Cagalli breathed tiredly. "Kira buy dinner. I'll take a bath before taking a nap." Cagalli informed the only brown haired lad in the room as she walked over to shut the curtains and off the air-conditioner. Stella frowned a little but bit back her resentment.

"I'll be leaving then." Stella bowed courteously.

"Be careful and remember the next appointment." Cagalli nodded as she acknowledged her junior act of courtesy. Stella bowed once again before leaving the room with Kira. With the youngsters gone, Cagalli walked towards the trophy case and saw a gold medal. Inscripted on it wrote "Best Newcomer Accompanist". Sliding open the glass cabinet, Cagalli reached in and took it out studying its four corners.

What’s music to you? Is it a place of refuge for you? Is it something that allows you to open yourself? Or is music just simply a past time? Or is music your heart, rhythm your heartbeat? What is music to you?

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Yuki sat comfortably on the arm chair, in the distance, a blue haired man who was previously lying on the bed sat up groggily and walked towards her naked from waist down. Without making a sound, the man snuck behind her and snaked his hands around her thin waist and nestled his face at the corner of her neck inhaling the sweet scent of sakura.

"Kichi, its late, you better get going. Yuki whispered as she pulled away from the awaken lad. Said moaned as Yuki's warm body left.

"You don't want me to stay?" Kichi pouted as he watched Yuki shrug off her bathrobe and put on an oversize tee with sleeves long enough to hide the hickeys made prior to that night's event.

"You have work tomorrow right?" Yuki posed as she gathered her soiled clothing and brought it to the toilet. Kichi followed her and leaned against the doorway and watched Yuki with lustful eyes.

"Get your eyes off me." Yuki growled as she tried to force her way through the blocked passage way. But she was roughly pushed against the wall where Kichi devoured her, naughty hands roaming about her body exploring all hidden corners.

"Continue for another minute and you will know what happen" Yuki whispered harshly looking at Kichi in his eyes.
Kichi whimpered when he realized that Yuki was serious. "Ok... Fine...” Kichi groaned as he released Yuki from his grasp and returned to the bedroom and wore on his pants and left the bedroom and took a seat on the leather 3 seated sofa. Yuki walked towards the wine cabinet and took out a 1945 vintage wine and 2 wine glass and set it in front of the seating lad and popped the cork open and poured a small amount in both glasses before setting it infront of the latter. Kichi raise his hand as an invitation for Yuki to join him in his love seat. Yuki sighed as she accepted the hand and allowed him to pull her onto his lap. Yuki swirled the wine glass as she held its narrow stem.

“Aren’t you underage?” Kichi asked as he fondled with her hair.

“Then you will be charged for having sex with a minor.” Yuki smiled as she pulled her hair away from his grasp.

“You consented it.”

“But I’m still a minor.” Yuki grinned and stuck out her tongue at Kichi. Kichi laughed as he wrapped his hand around her waist and bury his face in Yuki’s back.

“Had a hard day at work?” Yuki asked as she looked at Kichi playing with his smooth midnight blue hair that framed his pointed face.

“Have you thought about what I said last night?” Kichi asked looking up at Yuki. Yuki’s face fell as she was reminded of yesterday’s event.

“Kichi… I don’t want to give up on music…” Yuki whispered taking Kichi’s hand into hers. Kichi immediately stood up pushing Yuki onto the floor, her wine spilling over her white fur rug making it stain with liquor.

“Music, Music, music! Everything is all about music! Then what about me? What am I to you?!” Kichi yelled as he failed his hand and stomped to the opposite side of the room.

“Kichi!”

“What did I say wrong? Isn’t it true? All you ever think about is music! What about me? Even on bed your mind is still full of music” Kichi yelled as he threw a photo frame containing a picture of them to the ground. Splinter flew about as the frame hit the floor. But, enough was enough. Tears that she had held back when the verbal fight has started were finally let loose as they slid down her cheeks. Kichi saw the tears and soften.

“When will you stop comparing yourself with music? You are different… you don’t even understand how I feel… you…” Yuki broke down as she sobbed out her words stumbling at certain syllable before choking on her tears. She turned away hiding her crying face from the view of Kichi.

“Yuki, what is music to you?” Kichi asked. His tone was gentler and no longer fierce neither was his mind clouded with anger or jealousy. He just wanted the truth, nothing but the cold hard truth and he knew that Yuki know what to do.

“Music is like my heart, without it, it’s so hard to pass a day…” Yuki whispered from her dry lips. It was like as though a 20pound trailer has just collided with his strong build, Kichi felt the breath of him escape making it hard for him to breathe, hard for him to concentrate. He felt a sharp pain from his pain and winced as it numbed his body.

“Then… what about me?” Kichi continued as he avoided Yuki’s gaze.

“You are music.” Yuki whispered as she moved towards Kichi. This time round it was her turn to go out of control as she laid a kiss on Kichi’s neck slowly moving upwards to his Adam’s apple, his slender jaw line, before finally pressing her soft lips on Kichi’s. Self control was flung to the rag to join the broken photo frame the bedroom door slammed shut and grunts; groans and sensual moans could be heard coming out before silence dominated the whole house.

★What am I to you?

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