The Piano

[soreku]

Soreku looked over and saw the guitar, but before a second was up her eyes flashed back toward Ken. He had came down on a knee, it made her want to snicker, she liked to feel high and important -- and tall -- and Ken seemed to know exactly why she did and what she wanted.

She blushed when he moved the hair off her face, she was embarrassed that her hair kept falling there. Nodding, she smiled, "Yes, your guitar is nice and I love how you play the piano. You're so talented." Soreku smiles, looking down at nothing, scared possibly, squeezing her body close enough together to fit herself onto the small chair.

When Ken asked if she'd want to play with him, she was a little taken aback, Soreku blushes again and shakes her head in rejection. "I don't think so... I'm not that good, I think ... maybe something else we could d-do t-together...?" Soreku didn't know whether she was suggesting something or not but she was growing more comfortable around Ken, probably too comfortable, and she wanted to be near him but yet not as a dismissive nuisance to whatever he was doing.

[Ken Otoomi]

"You seem to misunderstand me...I would enjoy playing with some one like you, I dont mind if you are good or not...practice is all you need and I will help...please"

I spoke softly, and as I said please my head dropped giving her puppy dog eyes. I was smiling the whole time, that non threatening smile of mine. I once again held my hand out to walk her to the seat, I would show her the keys and pick an easy, yet beautiful one for her to play. I waited, a smile opn my face wanting her to come and play.

[soreku]

Soreku grimaced when Ken gave her the eyes and facial expression of a scared puppy, it made her feel all the more in control and she was comfortable when in control.

The warm atmosphere of the room relaxes Soreku and she wonders whether or not she should take the hand Ken offers so willingly, if it was any other boy or if they had just finished saying their greetings Soreku would probably break his hand, not being one to like the touch of another human, but this was Ken and she was having a hard time making up her mind.

But now she felt in control and on top of everything, more comfortable, more relaxed... "Well ... you did ask nicely," Soreku says, kidding around mostly, she raises her left hand and taps her fingernails across Ken's palm. "...I'd just like to watch though... really. I'm grateful for the opportunity you're offering me but, I'd rather not." She says darkly, now she feels better, now she feels relaxed. "So let's think of something else to do... ...please?"

((Soreku is fully against playing the guitar or piano.))

[Ken Otoomi]

" Hmm~ no chance of changing your mind then...so then Ms. Soreku what would you wish to do? As long as it doesnt involve me, hopping into a dress I will do it"

I gave a little laugh as I fell back to the floor again, my hand after being fingernail tipped toes across feeling wierd. I sat, cross legged as she sat up on her "throne" in a rather protective position. I was game for anything at that present point in time. I cracked my knuckles on my right hand as they had become stiff due to the piano. I went back to playing with my silver tongue bar as I waited for her response.

[soreku]

Soreku thought for a moment, she hadn't decided what they were going to do, but playing the piano as Ken suggested was boring already since she had never had any experience with such a thing before.

She loved the music that was made by the simple object though when accompanied by Ken's gentle fingers, she felt her proper self evade while he had played that music and when he came fourth and began to speak to her, but now her true self was back.

The independent, shy, subtle little girl. Soreku felt like she had been holding herself too tightly and her body felt limb so she released herself and stumbled off the chair very quietly so Ken wouldn't hear her, she walked closer to him and tapped his right shoulder. Not a get-up tap or anything, just a gentle sudden tap.
"Just keep playing," She insisted, she hadn't any ideas, she just didn't want to embarrass herself with crooked playing. That was all.

[Ken Otoomi]

"Hmm~ what would you prefer the guitar or Piano"

I leant my head back, and smiled. I wanted her to decide, since I cared either way, and on the guitar I could sing. I fell into a relaxed pose and waited. I was not rushed, I was never rushed! The same cool, calm smile rested on my face. I was hoping Guitar.

[soreku]

"Oh, the piano is just fine..."

Soreku said softly into Ken's left ear and then patted his shoulder gently before moving backward, she'd let him continue playing.

"Thank you for this ... conversation, Ken ... "

The chords filled up the emptiness of the room like a singing bird and Soreku was hesitant about leaving, but as Ken played, she continued to walk backward until she had finally found that shadow she stood in long before. The door was right next to this certain blackness. Soreku reaches out, twistes the knob of the room's door and steps out through the threshold and into the corridor outside.

She closes the door very quietly behind her and is soon vanished completely in the river of students building up now throughout the halls. Hoping not to have left Ken in a twist, Soreku makes her way past long and tall, short and small figures, her little body now completely gone from sight.