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[Thread] Lana and Itachi

Jun 06, 2007 14:08

(ooc: long LJ cut much?)

Who: Lana Lang feather_frost , Uchiha Itachi youlackhate
What: Mourning
When: Last night. 3am? or something.
Where: Music room
Rating: E for Emo PG-13 or something

( Look how pretty she is when she falls down.
And there’s no beauty in bleeding mascara. Lips are quivering
Like a withering rose, she’s back again.

What the fuck do you think love means?
It’s more than words and more than feelings
sucking me dry. )

uchiha itachi, lana lang

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youlackhate June 7 2007, 00:11:47 UTC

Itachi had been reading - like always, really; it was nothing different than any other day. He was up later than he would have been normally - he found that his little 'spar' with Larxene had taken away a good amount of time that he could have been spent researching. (Not that it had been a waste, of course - Uchiha by nature did not do wasteful things and he had certainly learned a few things in the process.) But doing 'field research' did not have the same feeling; the same smell that a library did. Admittedly, Itachi was fond of the smell of books. Not that he would ever say that out loud to anyone. Those kinds of things were to be kept to himself ( ... )

percipience June 7 2007, 03:06:32 UTC

Lana didn't even notice that anyone had entered the room. She was in her own little world that consisted of a strange vortex of pain, grief, shame, confusion, all sorts of negativity just swirling around her. That in addition to it being a time of the night/morning that no sane people were awake for... she wasn't really watching for people.

After several minutes of crying Lana finally began to concentrate on stopping. Stop. You're being a child. she told herself. Pull yourself together.
With her eyes closed she finally sat up and began taking a few deep, measured breathes, trying to calm her post-sobbing fit hiccups and to clear her mind a little bit. It's okay. You'll be okay. It just hurts. It'll get better, it will. You'll be okay. Calm down. You have responsibilities here. You need to have a clear head. You'll be okay. She repeated things like that to herself over and over in her mind to calm herself down, taking calming breaths. She'd be okay. She really would ( ... )

youlackhate June 7 2007, 03:16:59 UTC

Something considerably bad must have happened for someone to cry that much, he mentally remarked. He was not used to tears -- unless the person in question was about to die, of course. Those were a very different sort of tears, however; the kind that he had essentially become immune to. His attentions left his own thoughts and returned to the woman in front of him as she finally sat up and began wiping her eyes ( ... )

percipience June 7 2007, 04:12:56 UTC

Lana met his eyes unflinchingly as he spoke. So he'd heard the piano then stood to watch a sappy girl cry her eyes out? That seemed like an interesting waste of time but whatever.

She was sitting up very straight, still feeling vaguely startled and violated almost. Her eyes slid down to the keys of the piano as he spoke and she reached out and brushed them with her left hand, feeling unbelievably awkward. So what was she supposed to do? Say goodnight to the stranger then walk out? Act like he wasn't there and play something else?

She looked back up at him and bit her lip before throwing a very lame, "I see..." out there.

youlackhate June 7 2007, 04:19:33 UTC

Silence. Itachi preferred it, actually, but this girl seemed almost threatened by it. But it wasn't as if he didn't know how to make conversation, he just tended not to. Small talk was a waste of time, as far as he was concerned.

Nevertheless, he turned the Sharingan off. She was not threatening him, and even if she was, there was no need to be wasting his chakra like that. His eyes went back to the deep black they normally were, and he shifted slightly to stand up straight, away from the wall. "What song was it?" he asked. He was ... sorely tempted to have her play it again and immediately copy it with Sharingan. The girl was still giving off a very upset aura, however. There was no reason to show that kind of thing off right now, nor was there a reason to move any closer than he already was yet.

percipience June 7 2007, 07:41:30 UTC

(ooc: http://download.yousendit.com/17169B3F5F1DD65F that's what she was playing if you're curious lol)Lana watched him move and had to say that she was relieved when he did. It was one thing to not speak in the company of someone else but it was completely different to have a tense silence with an unexpected stranger in the room. She relaxed noticeably, running the fingers of her left hand over the keys of the piano. She avoided thinking of it as 'her' piano but sometimes she really couldn't help it. She'd bonded with it ( ... )

youlackhate June 7 2007, 12:16:23 UTC

Itachi paused for a moment, trying to recall from his massive amount of research what an 'aria' was. It wasn't difficult, however, as he proved by then speaking up, "An expressive meoldy originating in the 14th century, Italy, Earth. A self-contained piece of orchestral accompaniment for one voice; often used in opera, oratorios, and cantatas."

He had crossed the room as he spoke, now standing rather close to Lana and the piano. A bit less intimidating close up since he was fairly short for a man, Itachi had a fairly thoughtful look on his face. He very lightly brushed a finger against the opposite end of the piano before looking at her again. "Is that correct?" A note rang out as he pressed on the key.

percipience June 7 2007, 17:50:47 UTC

Lana watched him walk over as he spoke. She looked vaguely surprised at his reaction to the Aria. The way he spoke about it in the form of a definition made her think that he'd possibly never actually heard one before. For a person who had never heard one before, as she assumed, he had the definition spot on.

She paused for a moment, watching him touch one of the keys before she answered. "Correct. Perfect, actually. Sebben Crudele is from Antonio Caldara's 1710 opera La constanza in amor vince l'inganno," she said quietly. It really was a beautiful song. It was possibly her favorite aria though Caro Mio Ben was up there as well.

youlackhate June 7 2007, 18:03:09 UTC

He nodded. Of course his definition was perfect; he wouldn't have said it if he wasn't sure of it, down to the exact wording. "Italy does not exist in my world, nor does an aria, so I'm afraid I have only heard what you played just now." He glanced at her, wondering what the surprised look was for -- it wasn't as though that kind of information was classified. Then again, it seemed like most people around the castle did not bother to gather information; especially about Italian music.

He lifted his hand away from the piano, folding his arms across his chest. "Do you know how to play all of it?" There was nothing better to do, anyways - Yachiru was most likely asleep, and prehaps learning to play the piano would benefit him at some point.

percipience June 7 2007, 18:15:59 UTC

Lana tilted her head at him, almost forgetting her emo. What a PECULIAR person.
Lana looked him up and down analytically. He didn't appear to be much..if any older than herself, asian...japanese?, Funny headband that looked very uncomfortable.. Very peculiar indeed.

Rather than answering his question she turned around on the piano bench and set her fingers on the keys. She paused to arrange the song in her head, as she did work from just memory on most of the things she played regularly, and began to play.

Lana's eyes almost glazed over in a way when she played. It almost looked like she'd forgotten Itachi was there. She went into her little music mode where nothing else really mattered particularly.

youlackhate June 7 2007, 18:25:35 UTC

Itachi raised an eyebrow as she looked him over. He supposed the headband made him look a little strange to someone who was clearly unfamiliar with shinobi. He was almost glad that she hadn't answered - he had been prepared for some kind of list of songs; perhaps her bragging about how well she could play. But she hadn't, thankfully, and actions always spoke louder than words.

He tilted his head to the side slightly, watching her hands as his eyes turned red. He meticulously copied every movement she made until she was finished - after all, one small flick of the wrist could be the difference between playing correctly and playing incorrectly. He nodded in approval once the song was over, quickly turning the Sharingan off so as to not cause her suspicion. He sat down lightly next to her, pointing to the keys. "Do you mind if I try?"

percipience June 7 2007, 18:39:39 UTC

Lana let the music die out completely before she lifted her fingers from the keys. She then did so and turned to look at him. Odd, odd, ODD, person. Strange request, strange EVERYTHING.
Though, while he was clearly freaky he didn't put off those, 'get the fuck out of the room RIGHT NOW, Lana' vibes so Lana wasn't too worried. Not that she usually obeyed those vibes anyway.

Lana rose from the piano and motioned to it. "Be my guest," she said quietly. She had to admit that whatever the hell was going on it was more interesting than wallowing in self pity. It was a distraction and that was good.

youlackhate June 7 2007, 18:46:17 UTC

What an odd look, he mused as she glanced at him. Perhaps his request had been a strange one to her? Itachi nodded as she got up, observing the piano keys for a moment. He moved over on the bench, positioning his hands as Lana had done when she had begun. Recollecting the first keys she had hit perfectly, he began to play.

And play, and play, just as she had ... every combination of keys and notes, the speed and tone were exactly as she had played moments prior. As the song came to an end, he turned to look at her, a small smirk playing across his lips. "How was that?"

percipience June 7 2007, 18:54:47 UTC

Lana's eyes widened considerably as Itachi played, then narrowed as she tried to figure out exactly HOW he had done that. He hadn't seemed particularly acquainted with arias and now he was actually playing one.... Her eyes went through various shapes and sizes while the boy played but by the time she'd finished her face had settled into a prize winning example of the 'wtf' look. He had copied her somehow... maybe?

When he asked her how it was she replied without skipping a beat. "Weird," she responded, her voice holding in it all of the wtf that was on her face.
She shook her head, "Shall we try another, then?"

youlackhate June 7 2007, 19:00:32 UTC

He had to admit, it was smart of her to realize something was up. Perhaps this little excursion would be worth his time, after all? He had a feeling that this person next to him was someone he had talked to before, however - the voice certainly sounded familiar from the journal, at least. Itachi let out an amused "Hnn," before giving up his seat and gesturing with one hand towards the bench. "I don't see why not."

Maybe if he kept her talking, he'd be able to guess her name before it was given to him.

percipience June 7 2007, 19:51:44 UTC

Lana watched him carefully as he vacated the seat then sat in it, setting her fingers gingerly on the keys. What to play, what to play. She very much would like to know if he was really somehow copying her movements. But it would be noticeable if she just had her fingers trip in the middle of a piece.....not to mention she rather enjoyed her pride intact. She would just have to choose a complicated piece and rearrange it. And what more complicated piece than her very favorite Schubert piece.

She smiled softly then began, her fingers running smoothly up and down the keys, quickly and skillfully. She rearranged the parts of the song flawlessly, adding a few things in here and there and making it sound generally the same as it usually would unless someone was very familiar with the song.

When she finished she moved immediately from the bench and stood in her previous position, looking at him expectantly.

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