This is Getting Out of Hand! Now There Are Two of Them!

The cherry blossom trees in Sakuramori were in full bloom yet again. The ground was covered in the light pink of the flowers as a tune was being played against the wind. All one could hear was the sad, sharp tune of a shamisen. The player was dressed in a pastel blue kimono as his green hair was pulled back behind his head in a low ponytail and his green eyes glared heavily at his instrument. Playing was the fuel for him now. He was mad. Sad. And every negative emotion one could probably think of. He ended the song on a light and sad note as he crouched slowly to the ground. "I miss you, Yuii…" He mumbled to himself, fiddling with a ring on his middle finger with his thumb.

He stayed there, quietly crying to himself for a decent while before he stood up and started playing a slower, but happier song on the shamisen now. He walked as he played, closing his eyes and humming a tune happily to himself. The song was about the cherry blossoms and how they would come back again another day regardless of what happened. As he walked, someone approached him and he glared a bit.

"Hello, I couldn't help but hear your music. You are very talented." The woman said with a sparkle to her eye. The green haired man smirked as he held his hand out, and the instrument disappeared.

"Why yes, I am able to use all instruments and have been playing since I was young." A flute was now in his hands and he put it to his lips, tooting a tune as eerie as the wind could be before he removed it from his lips briefly. "I can't help but notice that you look quite gorgeous." He purred as he reached forward to grab a small lock of her blonde hair to kiss the end. The woman blushed deeply, stammering about something about an event in Lavanitir Port City for musicians. The musician raised an eyebrow.

He had been laying rather low lately, and changed his appearance lately when causing havoc, his once status as a Coming Storm was seeming nothing more than a faded memory. Even now, he was a bit different. His hair was a deeper shade of green, same with his eyes. His face was a bit more angular with the help of the special ring he had. He enjoyed his facial features and didn't want to cause too much trouble for a party. "I'll go to your 'event', but I have a condition…" The man murmured as he got close to the woman. "You come to the nearby hotel with me." His voice was low as he got close to her ear.

The woman was easy to sway and the musician had a night of distraction for once since he didn't have anyone else to woo so easily at current. The woman, Winifred, had led the man to the event. As a precaution, he used the ring once more to make his hair to his ears with a small strand still long and going down his back, his eyes blue so he wouldn't be too recognized right off the bat, and his Errings Rising guild mark hidden off his face. He was dressed in a nice, white dress shirt, a pair of blue tight slacks, and had on a pair of nice black dress shoes. His charming smile came on his face as Winifred looked back to see how he was doing.

The performance hall was large and ringing with noise. He frowned at it though. He noticed the ever so minor mistakes in the current songs being played. The sound pitched too high, the notes just a tick off, too much of a rest delay. The genius in him was dying. But he could admit that it was a decent set going on regardless. His ears heard a piano starting to play and his eyes wandered over to where it came from. He put a finger to his chin and snickered softly. Of course. Someone who thought they were tough shit and was the absolute bomb. Pride is what ate people away when they had too much of it and let it fuel them. Especially if they got too big of a head from it. Or was that ego? Regardless. Pride wasn't too great sometimes.

He walked up casually next to the piano player, watching her fingers dance across the keys as she played. She wasn’t bad to him. Of course there were some ‘wrongs’ with her song as well, but he could still enjoy her song regardless. He lightly applauded her as she finished her tune and walked up closer. “That was rather great.” He tells her calmly. He held his hands behind his back as he admired the piano a little more now. “Would you mind letting me play this magnificent piece of instrument?” He questions as he holds up his hands and wiggled his slender fingers. He hadn’t yet come across a piano of his own. But that was to be soon on his list of instruments to receive, or thieve. Whatever seemed to happen first. He was going to get a piano or keyboard regardless.

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