VIOLIN LOVER

By Deneb Dragon.

The auditorium was completly full. Wealthy people from all around the
world, gathering together just to listen to her plays. This was
amazing. This was her dream. People around her were nervous, yelling,
running, demanding... this was an special night, for royalty had come
also. Didn´t mean that royalty didn´t show up too often. In fact, many
kings, queens and princes of some countries she had visited always came
to see her. Today´s special moment was due to the fact that royalty
from many countries had come. Not always kings and queens from Europe
hade the opportunity to be together in a concert. Raising funds for the
poor children was something she loved to do, and thanks to these people
that, otherwise, would hardly give a penny. At least most of them.
Anyways, though everybody was excited, se was as calm as always.
Concerts had never get into her nerves, for she loved what she did, so
she played with her heart to herself, just drawing people with her from
their normal and plain lives.
There had been only one situation when she felt butterflies playing on
her stomach. It had only happened with Haruka. In their first kiss, the
feeling was so strong she feared her heart would blow out for love. The
first night they made love, her senses grew in awareness of her
surroundings. She could´ve felt a flies´wings in the other room had she
wanted to, but on that moment, her senses were concentrated on her
lover, feeling the touch in every inch of her skin, tasting the lips
she was kissing and bitting gently, hearing her lover´s soft whispers
and sighs. She felt _love_ in those moments.
She woke up from her daydreaming as she was called to the stage. Taking
a deep breath to concentrate, she walked towards the platform, bowed
respectfully to the public and, as the thunder of claps faded away, she
took the violin up and tenderly placed the bow upon it, driving
delightful first notes to get ready, then starting to play a song she
made for Haruka once.
Her body shivered as she rememebered the feelings she was having while
she composed this play. She replayed in her mind and at the same time
througout the violin how her lips were trembling at Haruka´s closeness.
Her fingers were caressing the violin´s cords, and her heart almost
cried of longing for her beloved one, and as she played, she let out a
sigh, for she wasn´t there: Haruka was on a trip to Europe with the
Racing Team. She was sure Haruka must be dreaming about her. She could
swear.
She sighed again, and let herself be carried on with the following calm
tempo. She dreamed of the kiss, the touch, the warmness... she dreamed
about Haruka´s love. She felt herself in her arms, dancing upon a
cloud, feeing the wind surrounding them, hearing the ocean´s thunder as
the waves broke.
She heared nothing but Haruka´s voice and the sea.
She smell nothing but her colgne and the ocean´s breeze.
She felt nothing but her arms and the caress of the wind.
She saw nothing but her deep green eyes, her wild sandy hair and the
sunlight upon it.
She tasted nothing but her sweet lips, taking her own life away in a
deep kiss.
She knew no world but theirs: Haruka and her love.
Michiru oppened up her eyes as the play came to an end. Then she saw.
She was seated in the third row, in the very center, wearing a white
tuxedo, so Michiru could easelly find her. Her beautiful sandy hair
fixed in a tomboy fashion, and her eyes... Oh God!... she was crying!
It was her beloved Haruka there!... how could it be? she wasn´t
supposed... why was she crying?.
Haruka noticed her mixed look of cheerful concern and smiled to her,
showing her a lavender flower that threw to the stage, along with many
other flowers people were throwing.
Michiru, already in tears, bowed to the people, took the lavender
flower, and ran towards the back of the stage, Haruka doing likewise.
When they met, they kissed as if a year had passed. When finally the
embrace was broken, Michiru tried to ask how Haruka could´ve made
herself there that night, since she was supposed to be out of the
country, but Haruka hushed her with a fingertip in her lips, and she
started herself.
"That was a wonderful playing, Michi! you even drew tears out of me!".
Michiru was pleased to hear this. "So you liked it. And what do you
think?".
"There is only one thing I can say. I love you too, my Michiru."
Michiru was astonished. So she _did_ understand!! she embraced Haruka
in the verge of tears, thankful for her understanding and for her love
too. Then she looked up, reaching Haruka´s lips and they melted
together in a long kiss that lasted a lifetime for them.

End (??).

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