A/N: Um.... Let's just say I'm having writer's block yet again, and this song from Yiruma is driving me mad on the piano. Seems so easy, but I swear it's harder than River Flows In You.
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It was.... complicated. Yet Jade Castero's fingers didn't stop moving across the ivory keys of the piano, the song she was playing slow and melancholic, yet somehow glad in a wistful way. It reflected the emotions warring inside her now, her face strangely blank and distracted as she played. She didn't know what to do. She wished that she could just talk to somebody about this, or just sit and cry, but.... she couldn't. Everything was locked deep within her, and she couldn't get it to come out, no matter what.
And so the emotions became a storm that raged deep in her heart, the painful feeling of being torn apart almost driving her mad. She needed a distraction, someone to talk to, but she was alone at the instant, playing on a mini grand-piano in a private room on the second floor of the library, a floor that offered lessons for those interested in musical instruments, piano being one of them. Hizoku, her faithful companion and weapon leaned on the wall next to it, offering her at least a bit of comfort. Jade let out a soft sigh, closing her eyes as her fingers flew across the keys, losing herself slightly in the pure, clear tune the piano made.
It was already getting late and the light in the room was quite dim, but Jade didn't want to stop. It had been so long since she even touched a piano, and getting her hands on one today seemed like a dream come true. Dimly, she even wondered if anyone would come and tell her to stop because it was late, or she was making too much noise. There was another private room next to hers, but that held books that were never allowed to leave the library nor the room. She sincerely hoped that if there was anyone using it right now, he or she wouldn't come in and tell her to leave.
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The piano had been going on for a while now. The silver haired man with the cold blue eyes closed his book with a little annoyed expression, wondering just how long that person intended to tinkle on the instrument. It wasn't that he hated it, but the person was repeating the same tune over and over again. He couldn't deny it, he liked the song. It was slow, soft and well-played, but having to listen to it more than ten times?
Vergil Sparda got up from his seat and made his way out of the reading room to the room next door, only to pause at the sight of the girl sitting on the bench. He recognized her as Jade, his partner during the incident that happened a year back, a talkative girl with guts in the face of danger and determination that really confused him. He also knew that she used to be with his brother Dante, but like he predicted, the relationship didn't last, though it got as far as engagement.
Jade didn't say anything then because she was helping him with a hunt, but moved out completely the moment the job was done, and he hadn't seen her since. But here she was now, as though it was completely natural for her to appear in his life again.
It was strange. Strange how he always bumped into her so unexpectedly. The first time he had met her, she actually possessed the information he so desperately needed in his quest for seeking out the meaning of true power. The second time he bumped into her, he was helping Dante out with an Egyptian demon and yet again, she proved useful with her deep knowledge of the subject. And now...?
Vergil wanted to walk away, but hesitated. It seemed that the life had gone out of the girl, her expression depressed as she played so melancholicly at the piano. He wasn't good around people, but he had to say something to her, right? Instead, he found himself walking into the room, standing behind her as she finished the song. He was sure that Jade saw his form reflected in the polished mahogany of the piano, but she gave no indication that she did, instead changing the song she was playing into a more lively one, as though she was trying to hide something from him.
He had to grudgingly admire the way her mind and fingers changed course from a slow melody to a lively one, yet still had that melancholic feeling behind it. What was she so depressed about? Sometimes humans were so confusing... he'd never understand them.
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Jade knew the instant he came in, and she avoided staring at his reflection as she changed the song from 'Kiss The Rain' to 'River Flows In You', bending her head slightly to let her hair curtain the sides of her face. Was Fate really playing games with her? Bringing the man she had just been thinking about into her life again? Vergil was not someone she wanted to face at the instant, and his presence in the room just brought about some very uncomfortable feelings.
Yes. Jade Fiona Castero was in love with Vergil Sparda. When it had happened? She didn't know... she just knew that after Dante broke up with her, she had been crushed, depressed, and had moved on autopilot for days on end. The only thing that had kept her mind off it and kept her sane was Vergil being on a mission with her.
Because of Vergil, she had tried not to think about it, acting as if everything was alright. Because of Vergil, she had acted cheerful, smiled while she cried inside, taken down every demon that got in their way and completed the hunt professionally. Because of Vergil, she had learned how to hide her feelings, how to go on as if nothing happened. Because of Vergil, she had calmly nodded to Dante once they got back, quietly and calmly went up to their room, packed all her bags and left without a trace.
But when Vergil had disappeared from sight, she had been a mess. Not eating, not drinking, not going out, just lying in bed all day as she wasted her life away. It hurt, hurt so much when Dante was not around, and she didn't know what to do. Vergil was her only anchor in the raging sea of emotions, and as the days passed, she found herself thinking more and more of him and less of Dante.
But.... her fingers missed a key and slipped, causing a discordance, and Jade gave a small gasp, hurriedly correcting her mistake..... when she thought of Dante again, that familliar ache welled up in her chest.
And she didn't know why.
It confused her, emotions battling each other inside, torn between Dante and Vergil. It seemed that she longed for Vergil now, but each time the memory of Dante was dredged up, she found that she still loved him.
Why?
Her fingers began pounding out the rapid tune of the chorus, but a hand closed over her wrist.
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Time seemed to stop for the both of them at the sudden contact of skin on skin. Vergil's grip was firm, but gentle, his voice low as he spoke. "Not this song. The other one."
"Which one?" Jade's voice was soft, completely still in his grip.
"The first one."
Jade raised her head slightly, then gave a small sigh and flexed her fingers again. 'Kiss The Rain' flowed out from the ivory keys, sad and melancholic, really reflecting her mood at that instant. Vergil released her for a while, only to place his hands on her shoulders briefly before dropping them.
It was complicated.... yet the two of them understood without saying anything.
Jade could only play to convey her feelings for him.
Vergil could only offer her his comfort by standing silently by and listening.
Outside, it rained.
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(I like how you wrote your feeling. I thought I would just add that little bit more)
Yes it was raining outside lightly it fell from the heavens as her fingers danced across the ivory keys to produce that sweet tune she played so elegantly. Whilst outside in the rain a red devil danced slow to the tune, he waltz as if that raven haired girl he fell deeply in love with was there with him dancing in the rain that glistened like stars under the streetlamp. The devil moved with careful steps as the tune to kiss the rain dance in his head. He loved her and still did though he knew as well as she there had to be an end as did the melody she played over and over, the summer nights they spent together and the cold winter ones they would be his most precious memories for him to hold onto forever, her laughter was the beat to his step and her smile was the light of his path. As her fingers danced across the keys to the last the devil took his last bow as the curtain of rain came down ending their show and unheard whisper to the night’s air “take care Jade Castero” he knew his brother was there and so it would remain one brother by her side the other to return from where he came.
-Dante Sparda-
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