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 Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 2:23 pm
>>As he softly began to sing she gently swayed, closing her eyes. Yue had a...nice...voice. Under her breath she softly hummed during the chorus, not knowing the words but quickly catching onto the repeating melody. Yup...he couldn't make a demon cry<<
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 6:42 pm
As he reached an instrument part in the song, Yue glanced at Sayuri.
He raised his voice slightly over the piano, "why do you want to cry?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 2:25 pm
>>Her eyes instantly opened, looking vaguely confuesed before making the connection. Slowly she shrugged<< I can't remember what it feels like
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 8:07 pm
Yue turned back to the piano and changed the song.
"How strange. Neither can I"
His fingers played a softer melody, a song filled with longing.
 Hold me tight if I think like this
I didn't want to know/What it was like to fall in love with someone
I love you; my tears won't stop/Therefore, I should be free of you
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 12:30 pm
>>She almost smiled. Almost. The girl scootched herself a bit closer to the piano, sitting down again on her legs. Sayuri looked up at him as he softly sang. Maybe one day he would teach her how to play the piano...and she could make him feel like crying too. Then they both could remember what it felt like<<
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 6:57 pm
Yue finished the song and his fingers came to a rest. His throat was dry from the constant singing.
Turning to look at Sayuri, he asked, "Do you want to go stop by the kitchens?"
Perhaps they could go get some tea and a snack...
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 6:36 pm
>>She slowly blinked up at him before smoothly standing. The girl watched the male curiously<< You would want to...with me? >>Confuesion. He...wanted to actually continue to be in HER company?<<
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 8:27 pm
Yue arched a bow, "I don't see why not. Unless you'd rather stay here while I go?"
Deftly sliding the cover back over the key, Yue rose from his seat. He gathered the sheet music into a small pile on top of the piano, a mental reminder for him to replace it back into the shelves later.
He then turned to the girl and offered her a hand, his palm facing up. "Let's go. I heard they have really good tea and rolls."
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 8:34 am
>>A tint of pink actually touched upon her porcelin white cheeks at his offered hand<< a-alright... >>The female quickly started walking, completely ignoring the hand. Couldn't have him thinking she was warming up to him now could she?<<
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 5:50 pm
Yue withdrew his hand, slightly amused by her reaction. He quickly fell into step with her.
"Do you know the way there?" he curiously asked.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 5:56 pm
>>Leaving the room, she glanced at him skeptically before nodding<< You forget Yamashita Yue...I have been here as long as you. >>An experianced shinigami. She knew the large building like the back of her hand<<
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 6:09 pm
Yue gave a half-shrug with one of his shoulders. "Just asking out of curiousity."
He continued to follow her around the Division Halls.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 6:30 am
>>Her eyes straightened to look out infront of them as they walked. It wasn't long at all before they reached the kitchens and the strange child moved up to the counter to gaze up at a set of cabnets. Now.........how was she going to reach them...<< sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 3:27 pm
Inside the kitchen, Yue began searching for the utensils to make green tea. Peeking inside various drawers, he pulled them out and set them onto the table.
He placed a kettle of water on to the stove to boil, careful not to catch himself on fire. The powder sat inside its container, waiting to be whisked into a bowl with a tea brush.
He turned to see Sayuri looking up at the cabinets. "Do you want anything?" he asked.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 6:00 pm
The rolls are up there... >>She murmered, wondering how she was going to get up to the cabnets without looking..comical. Getting a chair would be the best option. But upon inpection of the room<< sweatdrop >>there were no chairs. And she wasn't about to drag one in from the dining room<<
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