Loves Sorrow

Onabi sits at the stool of the grand piano in his home. his small fingers drag across each white and black key to draw each note from the strings inside. his fingers clack the keys ever so slightly to draw out a song. Like a whisper, like a show of grief, so gentle. The sound of Fritz Kreisler's Liebesleid emanating from the piano so sorrowfully. The song that Onabi's mother adored so much, a song that resided with in Onabi for so long, but the notes never drew such frustration. The music being drawn from the piano almost sounds like a tantrum of pain being thrown at the keys in front of him. every note throws a wave of depression for all to hear. His fingers run across the black and white pressure plates with pure sadness. Drops of cold salty tears drop on the back of his hands. The death of his family ran through his mind with every note, His mothers body that slowly became necromantic blurred his eyes, Her soft and strained voice became a loud white noise that slammed his ear drums and the gentle touch of the cold cold keys reminds his hands of the shaking touch of his mother Kanai. his wooden clogs press against the brass peddles to sigh out the dejection filling the air. He was truly... alone. the notes pan and wander down the dusty and empty hallways. each sigh of the pedals kicks up a grey cloud of thick, dusty particles. every door is closed some with chairs barred against them the painful memories of each room sealed away behind every barricade he placed. Onabi plays this cry of grief in darkness, only the sunlight pushing through the curtain that are drawn shines threw. The smell of dust fills every corner of the empty home. his mind wanders to the silhouette of a man that he can only assume was his father. Onabi's father Inaba died before Onabi truly gained a conscience or a mind that could hold memories. he can only imagine that the man who gave him life died in pain like his mother. He can imagine the decomposing body of both of them slowly tourturing them. Finally both of them passing on leaving their baby alone at the keys of the piano emanating despair. his ear catch the sound of someone moving outside his home. He quickly stops playing and runs to the window opening it. He spots an elder in the hyuuga branch family with tears staining their cheeks looking at Onabi with the empathetic intake of desolation the music shunted.
"I-im sorry for disturbing you ma'am, I'll stop now..." 
Onabi slowly shuts the windows embarrassed. He falls to the ground puts his head between his knees and sobs. The pain that leaks from his heart flows for ever more. the notes linger in his tinted red ears. the vibrations of the piano linger in his mind. Onabi crawls to the piano and falls asleep underneath.
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