Hello there! I've had this idea for a while now, so I decided to just go ahead and start posting a fanfic for Your Lie in April. Most of the fics are either Kousei after Kaori is gone or Kaori in an AU where she lives, so I thought this might be kinda refreshing. Me personally, I'm a diehard Kousei X Kaori fan, definitely not Tsubaki X Kousei. So most of these will be revolving around Kousei & Kaori. Chapters will comprise of short drabbles, probably 500 words each or so.

If the chapter has a score being played in it, I'll post it here at the top. You don't have to listen to it, but I recommend doing so because, after all, music's the whole point of YLIA right?

Chapter One: Chopin Nocturne Op 9, No 2

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Kousei stood in front of the framed letter. He could almost hear her voice in the early morning.

"Isn't it funny how the most trivial scenes can be the most unforgettable, and vice versa?"

The familiar heartache tugged at him again. He fingered the old photograph sitting next to it. Kaori was 5 in it. Her face was happy and innocent, just like it had been during nearly the whole time he'd known her. No one could've guessed all the secrets she was shouldering.

He smiled ruefully at his own disappearing back in the picture. Of course he had accidentally photo-bombed it.

"Arima Kousei, I love you."

Those words haunted his dreams at night, whether he liked it or not. Maybe, if you had said something sooner, I wouldn't have avoided you so much. Maybe, we could've been together, even for a little while.

He knew he was being sentimental. Kaori was gone, and that was that. Still, he found himself contemplating the little things they had said to each other, the little times they had spent together.

He walked to the piano. He lifted the cover. This is the gift you gave me. To be fair, you re-gifted it. But, if you hadn't, it would have sat in the back of my closet, forgotten. So thanks, you know? For bringing me back to the piano.

He started to play. It was the first time he'd played since that fateful piano competition. It was a peaceful melody. Chopin's Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 was easy as technical aspects went, but he let the music carry him where it went.

Soft, gentle notes drifted slowly, carrying a melody of heartbreak, and acceptance, and peaceful love. I love you too Kaori. Always. I always will.

He thought of those trivial things again. Right now, they seemed more important than anything else. You're right, you know? Everything, even and especially, nearly forgotten things, is important.

It was very faint, and could've been just the breeze, but for a moment, he thought he heard her respond.

Of course I am, Arima Kousei.

The first chapter felt kind of depressing to write, but I'll post some fluffier ones later. Thanks for reading! Please review, follow, favorite- they make my day!