we can say we've found our own way.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[sitting at the baby grand he found after opening and closing many doors throughout the dressing room, he adjusts his glasses, frowning as he notices a spot on one of the lens. dried on and the color of cream, his lips curl into a grin. that would be Roxas' doing, and a reminder as to why he usually took his glasses off during detention. using the hem of his shirt to clean the glass, he idly looks around the room. it looks disused for the most part, the piano itself being the least dusty instrument]

What a shame.

[he begins to play the baby grand, emerald eyes closed in concentration. there's sheet music in front of him, but he's ignoring it, playing a piece of his own creation]

((ooc: music teacher!Axel from the same verse as clavichordly, who seduced his teacher and has been blackmailing him for the past two years to force him to stay.))

Comments

[pouty.livejournal.com]

[--hey, it's another one with the face of his best friend.]

You play good music.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[looks up, hands not even skipping a note as he takes in the blond]

Thank you.

... you're not my Roxas.

[pouty.livejournal.com]

Nope.

[tries to climb up onto the bench beside him, eyes focused on the ivory keys.]

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[notices him struggling, turning from the keys to help him up]

Can you play?

............ someone obviously needs to think before they type.

[pouty.livejournal.com]

...

[plays 'London bridges falling down' with one finger, pecking slowly.]

is that you or me? :Oa

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[smiles at the youth, the shining example of the kind teacher]

Very good.

me, 'cause at first i put 'mary had a little lamb' and THAT'S NOT A SONG lmao

[pouty.livejournal.com]

Really?

[he knows it isn't, but praise is always nice. Riku's better on the piano though.]

it can actually be played on any instrument, even though it's just a nursery rhyme. <3

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

I've never been much of a liar.

[grins at him, ruffling blond hair with an affectionate hand]

WELL THEN i'm retarded okay. i'll just accept it.

[pouty.livejournal.com]

[smiles a little at the pet, though he doesn't want to play any more music and interrupt the pretty song Axel was playing.]

That's good. Lying is bad.

I STILL LOVE YOU. :3

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[puts his fingers back on the keys, picking up right where he left off with his song, still smiling at the boy]

How old are you, anyway?

[pouty.livejournal.com]

[holds up both hands, all fingers raised.]

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

Not even in middle school then, huh?

[ruffles his hair again]

Who taught you how to play?

[pouty.livejournal.com]

Riku did. He's really good at stuff like that. He always comes over with his mini-keyboard and me and Sora play sometimes.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

That's nice of him.

[keeps playing, still all smiles]

What can you tell me about this place?

[pouty.livejournal.com]

A lot of people from different worlds get stuck here and do a lot of stupid stuff, so don't be stupid, okay? I trust you.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[blinks at this]

I have no intention of doing such a thing. It's not really my style.

[pouty.livejournal.com]

That's good. The Axel I know isn't stupid either, he's really nice.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

I'm glad your Axel is just as kind.

You're a sweet kid.

[pouty.livejournal.com]

Thank you sir.

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[erk, that's his sheet music. he's coming in, ears pinned back as he tries to get it without disturbing him.]

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[opens his eyes at the sound of soft footsteps. you've been caught~]

I don't suppose you're here for a lesson.

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[--quickly jerks back, tail flicking nervously.]

N-no, sir. I'm just trying to get my music. Very sorry for bothering you.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[curious eyes take in the swaying tail and the ears]

You're not bothering me at all.

[gestures to the music]

This is yours?

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[nods slowly.]

I've been studying it.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

Would you like to practice?

I can help, if you like.

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

... I-I don't play, I sing.

[he pulls his arms a little closer, obviously either shy or scared.]

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

A singer?

[his face lights up]

What a treat!

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[... hello blushing Roxas.]

You wouldn't mind?

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

I'd be honored, actually.

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[and so he leaves the music still on the stand, but flicks back to the beginning.]

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[glances at the music for just a minute before setting his fingers on the keys, looking at the blond before he starts to play]

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[he fidgets a bit before quietly singing, tapping his foot to the beat.]

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[soothed by the soft voice and being able to play, he can't help the smile that stays plastered on his lips as he continues the piece]

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[he rises and falls in volume, until he comes to a word he doesn't know or understand. he suddenly stops, trying to sound it out like a child.]

Me... mick... mis...

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[stills his fingers, turning to look at him, green eyes full of curiosity]

Show me?

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[his cheeks are red with embarrassment and shame, and he points to 'mischievous'. an easy word for most his age, but...]

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

Hey, don't worry about it.

[looks at the music, a kind smile still on his lips]

Ah, mischievous.

[sounds it out for him]

Mis-chee-vee-us.

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

Mis-chee-vee-us.

[he repeats quietly, a few times until he knows he's got it.]

Th-thanks.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

Teacher, kind of my job. But you're welcome.

Shall we continue?

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

Um, from measure... 31?

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[nods]

Of course.

[begins to play again]

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[and this time the words come out more strong, he seems more confident and the pitches are honey-sweet.]

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[damn near gets chills down his back at the sound of Roxas' voice, pleasantly surprised by his sweet voice]

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[he's definately enjoying himself, a smile spreading across his face. putting emotions into the song always ensures a great performance.]

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[as he plays the final notes, his eyes open slowly, the emeralds just a tad out of focus]

Your voice is breathtaking.

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[he's heard that before, but it still makes him so red.]

U-um... th-thank you. It's what I've been t-trained for.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[smiles sweetly]

If you ever want to sing again, with accompaniment that is... let me know, yeah?