Ryuuzaki sighed, another day of cars rushing through streets, and people walking down sidewalks. Couldnât anything slow down? He looked up in the middle of his song, wishing for things to quiet down a little bit. Of course he was only adding to the clamor by playing his guitar, but sound is different from noise. Sound is nice, gentle, and sweet, noise is... noise.
Ryuuzaki realized that there was a small crowd of three children. All were very young, but seven. He decided to play another song. Any money? So far with the money he just had in the case, he could get a small pizza. Hopefully more.
Ryuuzaki looked at the children, than looked down, they were identical triplets, pretty cool. Brown curly hair, and round blue eyes, all three of them were boys. He began feeling awkward. He didnât know what to do, so he started playing another song.
A simple song, with Gâs Câs and Dâs. The three magical chords, with the right strumming patterns, he manipulated the song to turn into something awesome. But of course, no one likes repeating patterns forever, so Ryuuzaki went down to Eâs and Aâs. All of a sudden, the awkwardness seemed to lift off. He was a performer, and the children were his audience. Nothing wrong, right?
As he got further into the song, it seemed to elaborate more and more, until the childrenâs eyes were filled with wonder. The wonder of music. They stared at him with these gigantic eyes, as the chords danced from his fingertips, and into their ears. Ryuuzaki himself was enjoying the wonderful sound of his own guitar. But there was a nagging feeling, he really didnât know what to do about it. Since when did he feel like this? Ryuuzaki couldnât understand when he didnât feel like this. He felt like itâs always been there. The song ended shortly after this strange feeling came upon him.
The three boys were clapping, and smiling. Ryuuzaki ignored them, because he didnât know what to say, but when the parents came to retrieve the three boys, the mother whispered something to them. They waved as they walked away, yelling, âThank you!â
Ryuuzaki was happy, âthank youâ always made his day. Even if they had no money. He gathered up his money and shoved it in his pocket, and put his guitar back in the case. He felt that he should continue playing though.
There was still a problem. What is he going to do about it? It kept on coming back, even though the satisfaction of the âthank youâ was still there, the strange feeling that hadnât left him, he tried to think about it, but everything seemed normal. He shivered suddenly as cold wind blew across the dusty streets.
Was someone watching him? He looked up and down the black, busy streets, and looked at every person that was walking around. Not one of them stopped to look at him. No one except for a strange, green haired girl. This was not just any color of green, but a beautiful color of jade green, that flowed and rippled down her back. It was adorned with a single, red, flower, lined with gold. Every single time the light hit it, it shone brightly, illuminating the streets around them. She walked towards him like she was the Queen of England. Ryuuzaki was completely calm on the outside, but truthfully, he was panicking as though a strange, monstrous, yet beautiful, creature were walking towards him. This was the weirdest most crazy feeling heâs ever felt in life. It was as though this came straight out of a movie. The time when the protagonist fell in love at first sight. It wasnât love though. Ryuuzaki had never felt love, but he was pretty sure that this wasnât love. He swung his guitar over his shoulder, he stared at this strange girl. He suddenly felt⊠very awkward.