Disclaimer: I hold no right over the La Corda franchise, neither in whole or in part. It belongs to Ruby Party and various affiliates.

Note: This series of oneshots are unrelated, simple love stories based on each of the boys' feelings towards Kahoko based on my observations of the anime. Please enjoy at your leisure, and don't flame when your least favorite pairing comes up. I'm be going in order of introduction.

Expression

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Questioning Expression

Wondering, watching, observing, from behind a book, over a stage or across a room. Always, always he studied her, near or far, in all their time together. How was it that a boy even younger than herself could unnerve her like he could? A quiet, piercing gaze rippled over her skin like water, his eyes colored like spring dew lingering on her like a fairy lingers upon the petals of a Morning Glory. If she asked him about it, what would he say?

"I want… to know more about senpai."

And she would blush. Deeply. It would spread across her cheeks to the very tips of her ears, and all the way up to her hairline, and he would smile that soft, angelic smile, as though he didn't know what he was doing to her, though she was almost certain that he did know. And he would continue to watch her.

Even a year after the concours, when he's gotten so tall that her head barely reaches his shoulder, he still acts like a child, if only for her. When they find themselves out to a concert together, he pays for it, and dinner afterwards, if not also spoiling her with a new CD or book. And when he would hold her hand to take her somewhere, it was her, not him, that would blush. He would smile at her innocently, his sleepy expression belying the fact that he was doing everything on purpose.

"Kaho-senpai, are you ready?" he asked, his easy-going, sleepy tone soft and reverberating. A tingle unconsciously went up her spine as she swept down the hall towards him, mentally preparing herself to be lost in another evening of butterflies and goosebumps and music. They were performing together today; a little concert in the elementary school section that was to take place this glorious Saturday afternoon. Of course, Fuyuumi and Hihara had promised to join them, though the latter had already graduated, but for now, it was only they two. Up and down the hills, across the sidewalks, up stairs and catwalks… the walk was long and arduous, especially with their heavy bags and instruments, but he dragged her faithfully by the hand all the way, managing to observe her mindlessly chattering self from over his shoulder. What were the last three conversation topics she'd tried on their lengthy walk? She couldn't remember herself.

In no time, they were sitting on the stage and tuning quietly as parents, teachers, and students filed into the auditorium. Hihara was chatting giddily with Kaho over nothing and everything in particular, and Fuyuumi was sitting nearby and listening quietly as she tuned her clarinet. The lights went down, and the curtains came up, and the melodies of Bach overflowed into a dark and quiet room. The twittering clarinet, the sounding horn, the singing of the violin, all supported by the welling sounds of the cello that carried them so strongly. A whitewater of music rained down to engulf player and listener alike. Should she look up? How dangerous could that be? Golden eyes slide open and panned to her right hesitantly, to see him.

And... that questioning expression...

AN: Mmkay... here's the thing. Originally, I only wrote these five oneshots, to go with the boys in the concours. Should I continue with the other five boys? Yes, five. Ousaki, Kanazawa, Kaji Aoi, Etou Kiriya and Kira Akihiko. Those are the other five. So, should I continue, or just call this it?

On a side note, before I run away! I'm doing ANOTHER series of oneshots just like I did these; all unrelated, and with a theme. Keep an eye out for it; it's called Sweets! Enjoy!

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