A Sort of Violin Romance

A/N: AHAHA! Finally, after a considerable time of being on hiatus, I'm back to writing! And as a proof, I give you guys a sort of yaoi work from the bishies of LCDO. It is my first time writing a BL story so this will NOT comprise of your regular dose of yaoi. Maybe more of a shounen-ai thingy. Still, I hope that you would enjoy this!

Disclaimer: I do not own these guys…and some girls…

The golden-haired prince looked at those gold orbs with fierceness enveloped in warmth and affection. His hands worked its way to hold another pair, gently caressing and them with his thumbs.

"I really like you," Kaji Aoi declared, his voice becoming one with the breezes in its suaveness and whisper-like huskiness. The fire in his eyes was undeniable and radiated in his face. He was serious with what he just said.

"Give me a chance to prove it, please." His tone became a little aggressive; the edginess even sent the other person to have shivers.

"But…" the other replied. Silence spread between the two. Kaji knew the doubt within the mind of this person. He knew exactly why. "Is it because…this is what they call forbidden love?" he asked back. The other person jolted and those golden orbs grew wide. "W-Well…" the other person shied away. It was very uncommon and unnatural for this person to act in this manner.

"Give me a chance to make you fall in love with me," Kaji said once again. Finally, the other person broke free from Kaji's grip and turned away. "This is nonsense. Stop it already." The voice bitterly said. Kaji reached out to make this person, this one person, face him again but the latter had anticipated his move and stepped sideways.

"This is wrong. We cannot do this!"

"And yet I can hear in your voice that you detest what you are saying. Tell me, why?" Kaji retorted. "Is it just because it is unaccepted? Or is it because you are afraid?" Kaji's tone eventually grew fainter, full of pain and loneliness. "We cannot hide the truth forever. I can see in your eyes that you hold the same feelings. But does the ideas and thoughts of other people important? Do we live here in this world for their sake?" he asked. The latter opened his mouth to speak but Kaji's fingers halted the action. In a spur of a second, their bodies were inches apart; Kaji's face a mere inches away from this one person. Heartbeats of different pace became one.

"Don't be afraid. I will never let anything hurt you. Nor will I." Kaji whispered, and wrapped his arms around the other. "My coming here was for a wrong person, but your existence made it all right. I was in a whirlwind of confusion at first but when I saw you that day, on your epitomic performance, I knew why." Kaji lowered his head and rested it on the shoulders. "You shined in a way that captivated both my heart and soul. Your brilliance was something that I cannot contain." Kaji added.

"So that was all?" the other's voice sounded heavily. "So if it wasn't because of that performance, you wouldn't come to like me? Is it all because of my persona as a performer?" bitterness found its way back to the voice. Kaji slowly raised his head and looked at the other person's face. "No, you misunderstand me. What I meant was, the 'you' on that day intensified these feelings I have for you." Kaji's hand beat his own chest.

"You have such childish reasons."

Kaji's eyes narrowed. "Does love need a reason? I love you because I do. If you think that loving someone must have a reason, then fine!" Kaji stepped back. "I love you because you are the most wonderful person I have ever met. You may not be the perfect person in this whole wide world," Kaji paused to spread his arms. "But your sincerity and silence is something that I find so precious. You may speak harshly at times but you only mean improvement to grow. You may act selfishly, coldly and unsociably but…my heart knows and sees the true beauty you possess deep inside that face." Kaji ended with a smile.

"I…" the other stammered, loss for words.

Kaji's gaze softened more that it could melt someone. "No matter what happens, I will wait for you. I will always be here for you." He whispered.

"And..CUT!" A certain female's voice sounded. Kaji's shoulders relaxed. "Good work everyone!" Nami Amou's figure came to view. Several students began packing up and fixing cables and wires. A big light turned off, revealing the true hour of the day. "It's already late so let's continue with this tomorrow." Nami announced and the fixing became faster. Seats, cameras, lighting systems and boom microphones began to appear and disappear into view.

"That was a very wonderful scene, you two! I would not forget this." She said and winked. Kaji smiled and rubbed the back of his head. "Well," he said and ended up laughing. Nami looked at the second figure who was still in frozen mode. Nami walked up to the figure and a playful smirk appeared on her face. "So much for keeping her away from Kaji-kun, huh?" she whispered and patted the figure's back. "Get back to reality, Tsukimori-kun! Be prepared for the scene tomorrow!" she said and went away.

Tsukimori blinked and slowly looked at Kaji. "W-What scene will be shot tomorrow?" he asked in a rough voice. A bile taste was starting to form in his mouth. He didn't like the sound of Nami's comment. He didn't really like anything at all.

Kaji smiled at him. "Ah, if I'm not mistaken, it's the kissing scene in the rain!" he answered. Tsukimori felt his world and morality fall and crush. "I hope you're mistaken." He muttered and walked away, his knees getting a little wobbly from the nausea he was feeling.

"Curse you, Amou." Tsukimori said while gritting his teeth.