Music | Mutsuki Tooru

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"Thanks." You said, looking at him only to notice he was completely engrossed in your music sheet. "Hey, Tooru." You said. "Maybe study your part and not mine?" You teased, smirking. 

He finally snapped out of his trance and faced you, blushing at the proximity between the two of you. He sharply inhaled but remained unmoving, instead decided to gaze into your eyes, apparently looking for something. You had a feeling you knew what he was hesitating on, and tested your theory by leaning forwards, stopping a few centimetres away from his face. Seeing as he wasn't pulling away, you were about to close the remaining distance but were interrupted by Shirazu, who violently swung the practice room's door wide open, causing both you and Tooru to pull away. 

"Sassan says sectionals are done with for today. He wants us to meet up in the band room." The blonde says, oblivious to what he just interrupted, before turning away and leaving without bothering to close the door. 

You nodded even though you knew he couldn't see you, and got up, lifting your music stand and leaving, Tooru on your heels, forgetting the incident that nearly happened. 

••••

"Dude, we have less than a week left and you still can't get that mesure right!" Shirazu complained, leaning back and throwing his drumsticks in the air.  "Have you even been practicing?"

You rolled your eyes and craned your neck, managing to catch a glimpse of the man. He was really trying to make you loose it, was he? "Shut up. You wanna try in my place? I'll he happy to jam for six minutes straight on the drums." 

"Hey, it's tough keeping the beat at exactly 103.5554 BPM!" Ginshi complained while you rolled your eyes. 

"How about you try a solo like this for like four minutes and a half?" You muttered, lifting your partition and showing him the complicated and insanely fast notes written on it, mixed with your handwriting in an attempt to help you remember certain details or theories you needed. 

"You're just being a drama queen-" 

"They're not!" Tooru countered, which made you raise your eyebrows in surprise. He usually wasn't the type to pick fights. "Have you seen their part? There are notes in there the world has never even heard before!" 

Yeah, chicken sounds, damn it.

"Sheesh, touchy subject, Mutsuki?" Shirazu said. "Sorry, it's just that they've been complaining since we received the score..." 

"For a good reason!" He said. Mutsuki swore if he didn't have a baritone saxophone strapped around his torso he would have challenged Shirazu for a fight. "They try really hard, you know? Don't give them more stress than they already have. If you bring them down, you bring the whole band down-" 

"That's enough, Mutsuki." Urie said, not even trying to mask his annoyance. "More practicing and less talking." 

"Hey, what about me?" You heard Higemaru complain from behind Tooru. "Have you seen the notes I have to play on this thing?" He raised his trumpet.  

"Shut up or I'll whack you and it won't be an accident this time." Hsiao said, shifting so the end of her trombone was facing Higemaru. Aura visibly relaxed beside you, seeing as he wasn't the one who was going to get accidentally poked in the back with the brass instrument anymore. 

"Yeah, and I'm the one with the solo here." Saiko added. "You don't see me complaining."

What a mess you all were.

"Okay guys, let's get back to playing, yeah?" Haise asked, shifting uncomfortably behind his synthesizer. 

You all shut up and turned forwards, waiting for Sasaki's cue to start from the top once again. From the corner of your eye, you could see Tooru looking at you, probably wondering if Shirazu's comments had gotten to you. 

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