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Okie.. I'm leaving for band camp this Sunday and I have bloody blisters-- well.. rips in my heels! But I'm feeling quite creative today/night, so I'm gonna type some blah before I leavish! ^ ^ YAY! We should dance. Again, follows the title-mabob. Okay.

Poof.

Seventeen endless days of rain. Seventeen whispers that nobody heard, all being the same. His feet dragged on the ground in boredom, walking tired circles in the middle of a piano room. "Pick up your feet. You're falling behind." A man said, standing in the doorway, his pale face being lit up only when lightning struck outside in the storm that had gone on for days.

"Sorry.." The other boy mumbled, tucking his brown hair behind his ears and lifted his feet a little more with each drowsy step.

He wanted to sleep so badly, but he was being taught. He didn't really know how walking in circles helped to play the piano, but Vince seemed to think so, so he was required to do that every time he messed up three times. He sighed, looking at the lightning illuminate Vince's beautiful face. He had such lovely features.. a face that looked as if it was carved of pinkish marble, intense, bright, blue eyes that shimmered like water, and black hair that cascaded down like ink to his waist, held up in a very professional ponytail, held back in a silver clip. He always had a suit and was usually playing piano.

His arms were crossed over his chest, slender hands covered by white gloves. He was watching him like he always was... always. He always watched him and he didn't really know why. But.. Vince was his teacher so he never took the time to ask.

"Legs should be raised a little higher, Kaiec." He said, his voice hinting that strange, mysterious darkness, but sounding as passive as he always did, even when he was mad, though he seemed to sound happy when he was mad.

"Yessir.." He nodded, lifting his legs more so he wasn't shuffling his feet and he was actually walking.

"Enough. To the piano." He pointed at the black piano set against the wall.

He nodded and made his way to the piano, sitting on the stool and looking at him. "Go on. Scales." Vince waved his hand at him, motioning for him to play.

He nodded and started to play. He was pretty good at scales and was okay at the actual music, but he did mess up a bit. He thin fingers danced across the ivory keys and the sounds of the piano echoed through the room. Vince nodded along with each note, "YOU MESSED UP!" He shouted, his voice being louder than the piano that Kaiec had been playing at a forte.

"I-.." He blinked, sighing, "Walking?"

"Two more screw ups, kid. Continue on. Concert F scale." He waved his hand.

Kaiec nodded, resting his hands to the proper keys and playing again. Vince sighed, "Get walking."

"What?!" He blurted.

"You heard me." He shrugged.

He scowled, feeling bitter and tired as he got to his feet, pushing the stool in place and then walking in circles again.



WELL! It's midnight. And I'm going to the mall tomorrow so I hash to sleep! I will write more of this crap later! *whoo!*