Unknown to each other, Kahoko and Len overhear the same conversation. What happens when they unconsciously follow the directions they stumbled upon?
The counting part is originally from the Korean drama "My Girl", except in that show they count up to five. Four is a much better number for music so I went with four instead of five.
To my readers: Thanks so much for your reviews! Enjoy Chapter 5! Please be sure to read my notes after the chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own La Corda d'Oro; I am just another crazy fan girl of Tsukimori Len! And I considered possibly moving the rating up ... but I feel it's not quite lemon-y enough to be M ... just a strong T ...
1, 2, 3, 4 … Love!
Kahoko felt Len step away, but her in her mind he hadn't moved at all. She was still thinking of his body pressed close to hers … the scent of spice …
"Hino-san!" he said loudly.
She jerked herself out of her memory and looked at him. "Sorry, what did you say?"
To her complete shock, Len leaned forward and pressed his mouth to hers.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Len was already regretting what he was doing. Any moment now she was going to push him away. Any moment …
He could feel her hesitation, but then, to his complete shock, Kahoko linked her hands behind his head and responded to his kiss.
Not knowing why, but also not knowing why not, Len deepened the kiss. He felt her moan softly into his mouth, and a strange sense of pride ran through his body. He was the one causing her to respond like this. Looping his hands around her waist, he pulled her closer.
"Len ..." she murmured, pushing closer against him. His back hit the wall and all of sudden he realized exactly what he was doing. He broke the kiss and stared at her.
"Len," she said again, smiling shyly up at him.
What had he done? What had he done?
I'll tell you what you've done, he told himself bitterly. You pulled this innocent girl into a closet, lost all sense of reason, and practically forced yourself on her. Nice going. I thought you were better then this. But … why doesn't she seem angry with me?
It took Kahoko a second for her mind to register what Len was doing.
He's … kissing me. Tsukimori Len is … kissing me …but … why? Does he … like me?
And then she stopped thinking and simply focused on kissing him back. She linked her hands behind his head, feeling the feathery texture of his hair. His hair is so soft, she thought, the same time she felt him deepen the kiss. Ahhh, he feels so good … She felt herself moan softly into his mouth, and then his arms circled her waist.
"Len," she murmured, calling him by his given name for the first time. She pressed herself closer to him and felt his back come up against the wall. As soon as he touched the wall, he broke the kiss and stared down at her.
"Len," she said again, smiling shyly up at him. She realized how much she loved the sound of his name.
Looking into his golden eyes, she saw him fighting a battle of some kind inside his mind. Len was an eye guy: one had to look deep within his golden orbs to get a hint as to what he was thinking, and Kahoko kept sensing different emotions changing the tone of his eyes.
She reached up and touched his face. "Len, what are you thinking?" she asked.
"I'm sorry," he apologized, giving her the best bow possible in such cramped quarters. "I'm sorry … but …"
He looked her straight in the eyes. "You kissed me back. Don't you … dislike me for what I've just done? Even more so then ever?"
Kahoko blushed. "I've never disliked you. Well, I may have a little when we first met, but I've come to understand you. You're not a bad guy."
Len's expression didn't change, but she noticed his eyes slightly soften.
"Kahoko," he said, for the first time calling her something other then Hino-san. "It seems that I … like you, but … do you like me?"
Tsukimori Len just confessed to me ... to me!
Her mind flashed to the other guys in the Concours. Kazuki, who was so in love with life. Azuma, who switched personalities like a train changed tracks. Keiichi, who could really only stay awake for his cello. Ryo, who was always ready to talk. All of them were good guys, each in their own separate ways.
But the one who truly caused her to love music … who inspired her sound… who unknowingly made her heart beat faster … was the one who she played such a sweet duet with …
"I see," Len said coldly. "I'm sorry to have bothered you, and once again I apologize for my earlier actions." He opened the door and began to walk away.
"Len!" she cried, running to his retreating figure and throwing her arms around his waist. She felt him completely freeze under her touch. "I was just thinking about ... the Concours … and how … I have my reply to your question …"
"Kahoko," Len said, preparing to lay all his cards out on the table. Kahoko's face turned a little pinker, which he did not fail to notice. "It seems that I … like you, but … do you like me?"
He watched her, waiting for her reply … hoping it would be the one he suddenly found himself desperately wanting it to be.
She stood staring, her mind off on a tangent. Is she thinking of someone else …like Tsuchuira-kun? he wondered, feeling his stomach being tied in knots.
After some time, she still had not answered.
"I see," Len said coldly, mistaking her silence for rejection. He felt hurt, but quickly tried to bury the feeling deep inside him. "I'm sorry to have bothered you, and once again I apologize for my earlier actions." He opened the door and began to walk away.
You'll be fine, he told himself. Now that you know …you can stop thinking about her and focus all your energy on your music. That's exactly what you wanted … right?
"Len!" she cried after him. He felt her arms circle his waist. No, he realized, this is what I truly want …
"I was just thinking about … the Concours … and how … I have my reply to … your question …"
He turned to face her, not entirely sure what to expect.
She leaned up and gave him a gentle kiss softly on his mouth.
The bell to signal the start of class rang … four times.
Len and Kahoko looked at each other.
"I guess we'll forever be haunted by that mischievous number four," Kahoko grinned, pleasantly surprised to see Len giving her a dazzling, full on smile.
"Fine with me," he replied, tucking a stray wisp of auburn hair behind her ear.
Oh my god! I'm done! This was by far the hardest chapter to write … was it okay? Hahaha, I'm in such a happy mood right now!
I'm tempted to make this chapter the final chapter, but I'm really enjoying the story a lot ... so I'm going to leave it up to my readers: do you guys want me to keep going? Chapter 5 would be a lovely ending ... but I could continue with the relationship between them ... maybe a sequel is the way to go?
I have mixed feelings on this issue, so I'm leaving it in your capable hands! Let me know what you want!
(I'm going to be camping for a few days soon ... so I'll be writing by the lake for a few days in my notebook and uploading when I get home at the end of the week ...)