Music in his ears
A La Corda D'oro Fanfiction by Neko Meow
Summary: After a splendid performance in his recital, Len Tsukimori went to his dressing room and took a rest. He grabbed his phone but just to find 20 miscalls. Who could that be?
Disclaimer: I do not own La corda d’oro or the characters on it.
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Music cascaded in the place, tones cradled in ever ears of people watching, with amazement and admiration, over the man standing ahead of them. A bow gripped tightly on his right hand and a wondrous music-maker instrument at his left.
With a series of high and low notes in fast movements, as the orchestra resonated and answering every whispers of the violin, the music ended.
Splash of applause gathered around, thunderous voices cheering and making audible compliment on how good the performance was.
The man remained standing, bowed his head before taking his leave.
A man approached him in the hallway. “That was an outstanding performance, Tsukimori Len. You divulged every word on Vivaldi’s composition. Indeed it is stupendous.”
Tsukimori curtly nodded his head in acknowledgement. “Thank you,” he muttered.
Other guests made their appearances. Music enthusiasts, fellow musicians and acquaintances gathered around him, saying things that the other already mentioned.
All he could do was to bow his head, respond a simple thank you as he tried to distance.
For a matter of an hour talking to his acquaintances, Len already gained his privacy inside his unpopulated dressing room, eyes closed and back leaning against his chair. His hand came to contact with the ledge in front of him, crawling until it met his phone.
Len opened his eyes and grabbed the phone. Pushed certain buttons as his brow twitched a bit. “What?” he muttered, eyes stuck at his phone in bewilderment. “Twenty miscalls?”
He pushed another button as it revealed his avid caller. The word ‘Kahoko’ gleamed, twenty times. What could be the reason for his wife to call that much? It didn’t happen before neither when they were just in a relationship.
Whenever he has recitals abroad he wouldn’t let her come. Not because he didn’t want her company yet the matter on hand was tiring. He had to fly to different places for his recital. For him it was already a normal routine but not for his wife.
He sat properly, dialing her number. Anxiety grew louder in his chest, worry cried in his mind as the phone kept on ringing yet no respond.
It seemed he waited for eternity before a familiar voice whispered in the other line. Len was going to heave a sigh however something made him stop. “I’ve been calling you earlier…” Kahoko muttered.
In Len’s perspective it sounded unease. Another batch of worry crawled in him. “What’s wrong?” he asked, massaging his temples.
“It’s about Kouren….”
That very moment, after hearing their child’s name, Len felt a dagger crashed into his heart. “What happened to him?” asked Len about their ten-month old son.
He heard some light noises, some clattering and muttering in the background, accompanied by a louder chuckle of a kid.
Hearing his son’s voice melted all his anxiety, even his exhaustion eradicated out of his body.
“Honey, say it…” he heard Kahoko’s mumble. It seemed the receiver was rather near at their son as he could clearly hear some incomprehensible words.
“Boooo…” the kid bubbled then chuckled.
“Awe, Honey…come on.”
He heard another giggle from their son, making his lips to curve into smile.
“Mmmm….P-pa…”
He hadn’t realized it yet but he was responding on his son’s giggles. Light chuckle left his lips. That would be the first time Len heard him muttered an understandable word.
“P-p-pa-pa…”
“And…?” Kahoko asked to her son.
Len waited.
“Ayyouuuu!”
Kahoko chuckled. “Papa doesn’t understand it... say it again.”
“Ayabyouuuu!” the kid bubbled.
“Who?” Kahoko asked to their son.
The kid chuckled…“P-pa-pa!”
Len smiled more…”I love you too…”
He was now very excited to go home….
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