OOC: This is a story that isn't included in the series La Corda D'Oro, but does include some of the characters from the series..Ehehehe lets begin..
Piano Memories - By Mari
It was long ago when I was a little girl. I was from a well known family that was rich and famous for the music my parents composed. Father was always glued to the piano when he had free time or had loads of stress while my mother played the violin for the same reasons. Since my parents were such a great duet, every single one of their friends expected me to be the same.
"Oh, I bet your daughter has the same talent as you Maika-san."
"Rosemary-chan, we would like to hear you and your mother play together sometime!"
I smiled...a fake one. I didn't know what to do nor what to say to the people around me. In fact, I didn't even LIKE the violin. The instrument torchured my mind over and over every single day. However, since these people were so excited about how "great" I was, they arranged a concert for me and some man's son to be my accompanist. I could have sworn that I felt something shoot right through my head at that moment. ME? Play the violin, the instument that I've hated? Well, that didn't stop my parents from pushing me to practice the piece Canon. My shoulders hurt and my fingers bled, but I felt like this was something I had to do.
One day, right after my four grueling hours of practice, I passed my father who was playing the piano. It was a new song that he had composed just recently. I knew because it was a piece I never heard before. Silently, I crept into the room and stood there silently while watching him play. Even though I watched him from the back, the music reached my body and sweetly embraced me. That was when I fell in love with the piano. After father was done, he turned around and saw little old me watching him. Smiling, he called me over to the piano, and I came running over. "Rosemary, this song was composed for you..." he whispered to me.
My eyes lit up with excitement. "Really?!"
He smiled wider. "Yes..."
I lost my mind in excitement and asked him for the music sheets so that maybe could play it as well. My father didn't argue and gave me the music sheets to look at or possibly play it on the viloin, but I wasn't intending to play it on the violin.
"Honey, we need to leave for the interview!"
Father got up and patted me on the head. "We'll be back in a couple hours. In the meantime, be a good girl okay, Rosemary?" I nodded at him.
Minutes after they left I looked at the music that was composed for me. "Mir...a...cle...Miracle!" I pronounced the name. "Father named this song 'Miracle'...but why?"
My head tossed aside the thought for later and started concentrating on the notes. Placing my right hand on the piano, I played the top notes that were written. The music flowed like magic; I couldn't stop playing. My left hand acted to the music as it played the lower notes that were written. I was now for certain that I was in love with the piano.
[To be continued]
OOC: It may not be the best of stories or fan fics..but I tried to make it the best i could (and the La Corda D'Oro characters will be later in the story ^_^ ) _________________
I like it so far. It reminds me a little bit about my La Corda fanfic, just a tad, though. I don't know if I wanna post it as though I actually got past chapter 1 (a miracle in my book as I'm imfamous for never getting past chapter one in ANY story that I've written; quite pathetic actually. ^^; ), a part of me wants to rewrite parts of it, but I'm not sure... XP _________________ "For me, as long as you're saying it, it doesn't matter how slowly you say it, I'll still listen. If you can't talk over the phone, then I'll come to see you, just like this. I'm not a dolphin. You're also not a dolphin. If you want to walk, no matter how slowly it'll be, I'll walk with you."
"Right now, I might not be that reliable. One day, maybe I'll be able to help. Things can't be the same as they were before, but there's this kind of feeling that's linking us together. I don't think we're living in different worlds."
OOC: Oh really? i never finish my stories either ^__^;;
[Continuing]
"This is so much fun! I never knew the piano was so fun to play!"
My hands moved all over the keys as if I practiced the piano for many years. Four hours went by, and I was supposed to have taken a shower, eaten dinner, and go through 'Canon' one more time. Instead, I was playing the piano until my parents got home. When mother found me on the piano instead of the violin, all hell broke loose.
"Rosemary! You know that you are forbidden to play the piano! The women of our family line only played the violin while the men played the piano. And what do I see you playing? That's right, the piano..."
Her lecture about who played what went on for hours. Heck, I thought it went on for days listening to her. FINALLY, when she was officially finished with her speech, father walked in and slapped me across the face. "You were supposed to play the violin...not the piano. After all, women must not surpass men in ANYTHING, you understand?"
I nodded. He slapped me again, and dragged me into my room, locking me inside. I didn't eat anything for the next day or two since I got in trouble. Everytime a maid would bring me food, I would let it sit there for a few hours until they came again to pick it up. Then, after my "meal," mother would come to get me and force me to play 'Canon' over and over until I didn't make any mistakes. "Do it again!" was all I ever heard from her, even if I didn't make any mistakes.
My body became frail, and I was on an eating disorder from neglecting to eat day in and day out and just drink water or juice. Soon, I became sick, right before the concert, too. Mother was furious while father was worried. I was told off by mother even as I was resting, the doctor tried as hard as he could to let me have piece and quiet, but mother just wouldn't shut the hell up and he gave in to her. Father knew it was a nuisance for mother to go off on me everytime I screwed up, and he would always say that there is a reason behind everything. Was there a reson behind everything? If there was, why do I like the piano so much more than the violin? Was it because of the differnce in tune? Or the song that father composed for me to fall in love with it?
Yep, yep! Indeed. And pretty much from here on out, it's nothing like my La Corda fanfic, so yeah. ^^;; I do have to admit though that after reading this latest part that it's reminding me of something... a book, show, or whatnot, I haven't got the slightest clue that had something simular. I don't think that it was music, but yeah... _________________ "For me, as long as you're saying it, it doesn't matter how slowly you say it, I'll still listen. If you can't talk over the phone, then I'll come to see you, just like this. I'm not a dolphin. You're also not a dolphin. If you want to walk, no matter how slowly it'll be, I'll walk with you."
"Right now, I might not be that reliable. One day, maybe I'll be able to help. Things can't be the same as they were before, but there's this kind of feeling that's linking us together. I don't think we're living in different worlds."
nice job~ i think it's really nice~ =] i wonder if my mum was like that wat would i do. i love the piano and the violin though~ =] thanks for the story and i'll be waiting for the continuation~ =] _________________ "~*Music Of The Violin Sonata*~"
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It reminds me a little bit about my La Corda fanfic, just a tad, though. I don't know if I wanna post it as though I actually got past chapter 1 (a miracle in my book as I'm imfamous for never getting past chapter one in ANY story that I've written; quite pathetic actually. ^^; ), a part of me wants to rewrite parts of it, but I'm not sure... XP
