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maestro x reader pt 1/?

i listen silently to the man playing his zither i stay a bit away from him since he was disturbed easily it took awhile for me to find him today...i listen to the beautiful sound as it brought me peace it gave me back something i thought i never could get back...as he finished his tune i slowly and quietly got up to leave before he noticed

maestro pov

i watch the woman leave without a sound following her as she goes why does she not come closer.... for some reason her presence never annoyed me or distracted me i felt comfortable with her but she never came close why did she search for me so intently.... ? i moved my spot once only to find her there always a far distances away i moved again to see if it wasn't completely coincidental but she followed i always wondered why she went through such trouble to find me and never came close....

yn pov

i head back to my empty house in Kyoto as i walk to my room i lay on my futon as loneliness filled my heart
as i thought of the war that took my younger brothers life

" oneesama! can you play a song for me please!"i smile as i place his armor i had mended for him aside and pull out my biwa "of course anything for my otouto"i say as i begin to play as he listens

"how was it?"

"it was beautiful like always! onee samas the best!"i smile and hug my younger sibling

i open my eyes and breathe heavily as tears roll down my face

i open the door to see a unfamiliar samurai holding out a helmet and arm guards i feel myself  crumple to the ground as i hold the armor crying and screaming picturing his smiling face and bright eyes making it even more painful

i scramble to my feet hyperventilating as i am about to leave i see something familiar covered in a layer of dust i reach out and grab it

i throw my biwa to the corner of my room as i collapsed crying onto my futon knowing im all alone now

i run to the forest stumbling over my own feet as I did holding my biwa tightly as i breathed heavily tears forming in my eyes

"oneesama?" i turn to see my little brother who was about to leave "yes toro?"i ask "if...if i die.."

"DONT SAY SUCH THINGS OTOUTO!"

"oneesama...let me finish.."i frown but allow him to continue

"if i die....dont ever stop playing...please promise me..." he said smiling i hug him "don't say such things you idiot..."i grumble
"and i promise i will never stop playing...

my vision blurred with tears i held the pick with trembling fingers as i begin to play

3rd pov

the moon light softly showered down on yn figure as she played the beautiful tone of her biwa filled the night attracting small spirits and animals as they sat listening to the beautiful tune that was filled with passion yn tears soon dried as she felt a familiar presence

maestro pov

i watch and listen to the woman play her biwa until it finally came to a stop "you are skilled at the biwa...so why do you not play?"i ask the woman looks at me surprised "you..."i nod as i sit next to her taking out my zither and begin playing she looks at me with wide eyes i stop abruptly and look into her e/c eyes "yo...you want me to play with you...?" i nod before offering her a small smile before i turn back to my zither and begin playing once again but the sound of biwa accompanying it the tune blended together to make a beautiful melody

yn pov

i never felt comfortable playing with anyone else but for some reason i felt safe and comfortable as i played with the man

maestro pov

i look to see the woman sleeping lightly beside me i cover her with my my coat before i ran my fingers through her h/c hair it was like strands of silk my heart beats quicker as i saw how pretty she was i study her face her eyes flutter open making heat go to my face "wh..who are you...i never caught your name.."she whispers out "maestro...."she smiles before closing her eyes "yn...."i hear her say before she goes back to her slumber