Fanfic: Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso - Encore

As I said once, I still could not get over with this show. Perhaps, after posting this very short story; as a longer one will go against my own policy to never mess with the canonical story (and drag me with the feels for even longer).

And I would need to finish the manga. And forget about the songs.

Wow. That will be hard.

Encore

Story by Nathan Hartanto

Disclaimer: This is a fan fiction in the universe and with the characters of Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso, property of Naoshi Arakawa and Kodansha.

With a gentle press of the last key of Chopin’s Ballade no.1, tears of joy in his eyes, he whispred one word: Arigatou.

He just knew, he had reached her.

-o-

For Arima Kousei, child prodigy of the piano, winner of many, many prestigious competitions, everything had settled down. Everything had come back to normal after that day.

It has been over a month since his return to this musical world, after the glorious applause after his most moving performance of the year has passed along with the coming of the cold frosts of winter, and with it, the second grade did as well. He can feel the cold through his new school uniform as he walked through the hallway of his new school.

To think of it, everything has changed since last spring. The spring where I met you.

Not only that he is now a senior. Nor only that his world has become colorful. Nor even only that he can play the piano once more, and leaving the painful rigidness of music. No, the best part is—

“Kousei!”

He was just at the door to his new classroom when he heard the voice. That voice. That voice of a girl, forceful and inspiring at times, stern or threatening at others, but cheerful and charming for the rest. And it seems that now is one of the times the voice is very cheerful.

The girl that sat all the way on the other side of the class, beside the window was happily waving at him. Kousei’s legs, almost in a trance, took him through the rows of chairs, still not believing what he saw. He put his bag on the seat behind the blonde-haired girl, as his electric-blue eyes met stormy grey.

—the best part is that the girl that is staring back at him is Miyazono Kaori.

-o-

“So, you also enlisted here?”

They stared at each other in shock of the question they launched at the same time. Then, without skipping a heartbeat, Kaori went up in flames. Threatening. “Why did you only rarely answer my phone calls? Where were you all day? Did you really think I’ll stay put being ignored?”

She flung perhaps a dozen more questions at him, but he stayed there, silent, the ghost of a smile on his lips. Just like then, the first time we met. The person in front of him is still the same Kaori.

“Answer. Me.”

There he goes again, the trance. “S-sorry… It was hard work practicing the piano!”

She could have scolded him, hated him, ignored him back at the time, but the bell rang.

The spring is coming. The spring where I met you.

Another spring with you.