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It had been a long time since Senri last tended to his piano. But every month or so, Senri personally inspected his piano and did all the fine-tuning necessary to keep it. He had learned the skill from the old piano-maker who Senri had purchased his piano from.

Some parts were worn down, and needed to be replaced. He was recommended to this particular store because in the musty back, they often had different parts that weren't found anywhere else. "Mm." He looked over a part, and then caught sight of an electric keyboard in the corner.

He didn't hold much interest in the electric keyboards, finding that they were pale imitations in comparison to their original base. But that didn't stop him from trailing his fingers over the shiny plastic of the keys, wondering how they made it these days. Had it gotten better? Or was it going downhill, just like all of the other electronics and majority of songs that seemed to decrease in quality with every model or new song.

A few notes rung out of a popular J-Pop song, drifting out to the rest of the store if they listened carefully. And then Senri stopped, stretching out his fingers by intertwining them in the direction away from him. "Marginally." He said to himself, his blue eyes unsatisfied.

"It'd be beneficial for everybody," Senri turned around , "If you watched where you were going." But there was no real offense in his tone, telling the other man that he wasn't that bothered, it was merely some helpful advice.

He looked over at the stand that Xavier was browsing, finding little interest among the discs himself. "Nothing new here either, huh?" Senri did have some interest in music, having wanted to update his iPod. He turned around once more to face the electronic keyboard.

He pressed a few more keys on the keyboard, sounding it out, still not finding any change. "Oh, do either of you have any interest in the keyboard?" A salesperson approached both males with a polite smile.

"..No. I prefer piano myself. Thanks for your effort though." Senri told the saleslady, flashing a practiced smile himself. The saleslady looked towards Xavier, waiting for his answer.

Hm. He couldn't fault the other male's taste in music. The discs that he had gestured to had a great deal of songs that Senri liked as well. If there was anything they had in common, music would be the first. "Ah." Senri made a sound of acknowledgment. Since that was what most people wanted when they brought up that type of subject.

The mention of the piano had him answering in the same manner as Xavier. "A bit." A smile tugged at Senri's lips, taking a leaf from Xavier's book and humoring him. You could think of it as a peace treaty of sorts. Especially because this male seemed a bit too nervous. Senri wasn't used to dealing with nervous people.

"Are you any good at it?" He stood up, looking around the shop. He appeared to be searching for something. When he finally found it, he dropped the clasp over Xavier, one of the display guitars settling comfortable around Xavier's waist. He wanted to see Xavier's skill. He liked music, Senri admired skill in both himself and others. The smirk upon his face as Senri stared at Xavier conveyed that there was no room to refuse.

"What's your name?"

"Senri." Senri answered, although his answer seemed to be more automatic as he listened to Xavier's music. Hm. It was half-way decent. But Xavier still had a long way to go. "You need a great deal of work."

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"..However, I suppose that it's not entirely bad." One couldn't fault for effort, and trying. In that sense, Xavier was more admirable then the people who expressed interest while doing nothing. Senri didn't bother with those types of people.

"I haven't heard that song." Senri strayed to the piano, his fingers pressing a few keys experimentally to reach Xavier's pitch. When he had, he pressed the first few keys that sounded like the beginning of Xavier's song. "What else do you do? Only guitar? Or something else?" He inquired offhandedly.