[inuyashachick13 x SoulNote] Terrible Things

(Main idea, originally from Smallknight, accepted by him for use)

In the teacher office, school was just about to start. Gordon Sung was just getting ready to start his English class. The cup with apple juice, with a piece of bread in his mouth, he made his way into the classroom. He entered the classroom and the only people inside was himself and the most of his students. Looking around he sees familiar faces, two from last year and some others.

His desk had everything, the juice, the pieces of bread and the books placed in the right corner. Everything was in place, except the last students. Stark walked with the cup of juice in his right hand. Turning his head around trying to find the last student, *One minute left*, then a girl slips through the door, only to hit his cup with her head. *spilling apple juice* Angry but, calm he says "Sit down please!" He looks at her, as she sneaks her way into her seat. Trying to make the juice go away using his hand, he stands behind his deck. "Well, even if my suit is ruined. I can still teach"

The class goes on, and Gordon explains the History of English work industry. "This will be on your test and essay writing next week, and be prepared" He makes a little evil grin. "And you" He points at the girl how gave his jacket a cup of apple juice. "We need to talk" All the students run out of the classroom, except the girl waiting for the teacher to yell at her.

*knocking on the door*

(So sorry this took me so long, was busy longer then I thought I would be)
Nicole had been standing outside one of the classrooms waiting for a friend of hers that she was supose to meet. When they never came out of the room with the others she looked down at her watch for a moment before she knocked on the door lightly. She was supose to help teach her to play more classical music and properly read sheet music for a piano. Nicole herself had been playing since she was a child and was very passionate about it. As she stood waiting at the door to see if anyone was left in the room. As she stood there she lightly hummed a song she had just been playing at home, she thought of ways that would be best to help people learn the piano seeing it was harder then it usually looked to people.

(No worries, My own posts will take some time. Only a day or less)

Gordon finished his talk, explaining about why apple juice is not so easy to wash off, a good suit. Then someone knocked on the door, "Well, i will join you out of the class room" Taking up his books, and cup with left hand. They went for the waiting person outside, Has Gordon made a step out of the classroom, his eyes swiped over her, a black haired girl, well dressed and well knowing, in the music of piano. Gordon was not just a simple English teacher, he played the cello. A instrument, with the same note system as the piano. His knowledge of cello, was not small so, the tune she gave off, he remembered from a place, but couldn't sett his finger on it. He walked by her, and his gaze hold to the side, looking at her while passing by. Gordon looked back in front of him, making sure he wouldn't trip in his own feet. Gordon wanted to play his cello again he made a little haste towards the teacher's room. His Cello was placed under his long desk, shielding it from the sun.

When Nicole's friend came out with the teacher she looked at him for a moment with a soft smile. When he left she walked to the music room and sat down as she showed her friend some new keys. After awhile when her friend took a break she started to play a song herself. As she hit the keys each one sang a tune as she got lost within the song. She didn't know or care if anyone outside of the room could hear her because she always got lost in the songs she played. Her friend smiled as she watched her impressed on how her hands moved so gracefully across the keys.
(The song she is playing is the link in my siggy)

A long case holding the wooden instrument was placed on Gordon's back. He walked towards the music room the air conditioning could bring sound all over the school. Gordon noticed the piano was playing, the passion lay down in each cord, and each movement was made with perfect balance. He began to walk faster towards the source of the music. The sound became greater and greater as the notes came closer and faster to his ear. He made a turn and in front of him was the door. Behind this door there would be a talented piano player, as Gordon opened the door slowly, he didn't wish to disturb the player.

Gordon placed himself behind them, sitting down at the closest chair besides him. With the cello in his arms, he began to lift her playing with his base playing Cello. With slowly making his notes heard, the notes would give the song from the piano more to build upon.

When Nicole heard the cello cut in she stop with a slight jump. She had not heard anyone come into the room but she knew that her friend was unable to play the cello herself. Standing up and turning around she seen the teacher from earlier behind her playing in such an elegant manner. She walked over to him with a soft smile on her face as she had never met someone who could play music so nicely. "You sure know how to shock someone you know." She said softly as she knelt down infront of him so they could see eye to eye. When she did this she pushed some of her hair back that had fallen infront of her face as she waited for him to speak

His movements with the bow, was moving with his body and arm has he played. But, when she stooped, the song would go unfinished. He tried to continue, but he wouldn't back up the empty room with his playing. Then i noticed that the lady was making her way towards him. He saw her smile, and when she bent down. He could do more than smile the best he could back. "Did i shock you?" His teeth showed when he had to smile even more. Opening his eyes again from the small laugh, he saw her eyes. Her long black hair would get in her face, but his sight did not move, how could it? Her eyes was shining, it was no normal person standing in front of him. He laid down his cello, and bow. He stood up, and placed the chair away. He made a light bow, went up and placed his hand in front of her. "If you would allow me to take you hand, soul player? My name is Gordon Sung" He said, still looking into her eyes.

When the man placed his hand out for his Nicole could not help but to blush slightly as she allowed him to take her own. " My name is Nicole " she replied to him with a soft tone as she could not help but to slightly stare at his handsome face. Something about him just drew her to him so easily that it made her smile on the inside. This man had a passion for music that she did as well. Standing up fully again nicole could not help but admire his cello. "So how long have you been playing?" She asked taking a small step back from Gordon.

Shaking her hand lightly, listen to her name. Gordon just stared a little into the air, with a empty look. Nicole, his mind repeated her name while the picture of her being would stand under it. She had a spirit filed with music and played the piano. Not only with hair black has the night, her name had a nice tone. Sung, shook his head turning back to reality. Nicole stood beside him look down at the cello, and Gordon smiled. She spoke to him taking small steps back. "I have played for 18 years by now, i think" His eyes looked back at her. Gordon scratched his head, "What about you?" those notes and how she sat them together, was not a child's play. Gordon walked over finding two chairs so, they could sit down.

(Oh my I am so sorry I forgot about this I will try to reply before I head to bed tonight)