MIKE/RYAN? * { C A N T A R E L L A }

[Illias Allensworth]

FOR MIKE OR RYAN. FIRST COME FIRST SERVE.

* Illias' voice in the video? ><

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Illias Allensworth* paused for awhile, looking out of the dusty windows of the castle at the moon that shone brightly in the dark of the night sky. His bluish-grey eyes softened, but he did not smile. He turned back to the violin positioned under his chin, ready to be played. He placed the bow on the strings, his eyes wandering over to the empty grand piano seat. The image of an older girl that looks very much like him seems to materialize on the seat itself, causing Illias to blink a couple of times. In truth, it was empty. Illias felt the disappointment lurge in his stomach, and he pulled his eyes away from the piano, taking in the surroundings of the hall.

The floors were made of marbles, and the ceiling was high, reflecting and amplifying any small sound made. Right in the middle was a giant floating crystal chandelier, which did not seem to be supported by anything at all. The hall was quiet. The great doors behind Illias more than 20 meters away were slightly ajar - the slightly forgetful Illias had forgot to shut it completely. The streams of moonlight were the only illumination in the hall, making it having a strange, lonely tint of blue and silver... and black.

Just like Illias' eyes.

Illias swept his hand aside, and the tune began, ringing across the marble floor, up towards the chandelier above on the ceiling. At that point, the charmed piano started playing as how Illias tuned it every night. His arm swept in opposite directions in quick yet graceful rhythmic jerks, running the bow on the violin strings.

Then he opened his mouth and sang.

Looking back at you
Looking back at me
Inside our closed off little world
Acting Oblivious
Pretended not to know
Our intoxication might be learned

Having to hide
My very own heart
Just to take a
Step closer to you

A sigh
Escapes from my lips
I feel far from myself.

This pounding, an ordinary heart of love
And I will set a trap just for you
Even though I'm chasing after you
I won't leave any trace of me behind

These false words of mine,
You feel they're sincere
And you are letting your gaurd down

Something you should know
A drastic medicine
I expect that you drink ever drop

Rusting chains, of our very heart
Falling apart, There's no where to run
Seconds pass, echoing by
The more you try to fight

Let's just say that inside of your very heart
I see, myself in your memories
Linked with the scent of your sweat
I fear that I might mearly be affected

This pounding, an ordinary heart of love
And I will set a trap just for you
Even though I'm chasing after you
I hear "Please capture me"

Let's just say that inside of your very heart
I see, myself in your memories
Linked with the scent of your sweat
I fear that I might mearly be affected

And Illias paused after the last stroke. He felt something warm run down the side of his face and he kneeled down onto the shiny marble ground below, as if melting into it. He set his bow and violin on the ground in front of him and wiped his eyes with his sleeves. "... Ah~ what is wrong with me..." Illias muttered to himself, amused. He smiled, looking up at the ceiling, flapping his hands at his face as if he'd stop crying that way. "Calm down..." Illias then let his hands drop by his side, staring at his own reflection on the marble floor. He smiled at it, wiping away the water droplets on the floor - which are his tears.

If my sister were here... we would have made an amazing duo... Then his thoughts were cut off as there was a loud echo that rang through the vacous hall. Illias spun around, looking back with his bluish-grey eyes.


* - In the picture, Illias is dressed and looks like the one on your left (Kagamine Len), while the imagined older girl is on your right (Kagamine Rin).

[Jake Weasley]

Jake wondered through the castle, he just didn't feel like stepping into the outdoors today, and who could blame him? He was fed up with all the drama going around school, he wanted to get away from it all, but what would that accomplish, really? So what that word got around that he was 'tutoring' guys on their sexuality, Jake didn't care if people knew, maybe people would start coming to him more often. people could call him or whore or a slut, be he thought of it as offering a helping hand to help people find out what they were, and on the plus side he got some fun out of it, just like the other person.

Jake crossed his arms with a shrug look upon his cheek and wondered the halls, he had no main objective, he just didn't feel like going outside. He was wearing his casual but nice clothes, he never likes hanging around in his uniform or robes, he just never really cared for them. he could still look hot without them. Jake was walking along the main hall when he heard something faint down from he party hall. Nobody went their often, only for major school events obviously. Jake only went twice this year, this being the second.

Jake curiously walking down the Party Hall. He swiftly brushed his hair with his fingers and stuffed his hands in his pockets. He peeked into the party area and had seen a familiar face playing the piano. it was a pretty hot fifth year Gryffendor Jake had been seeing around, although he hardly ever talked to the guy, he never had a reason too, and he had no idea what he was all about. Jake thought this was the perfect opportunity to finally introduce himself to the young teen, face-to-face. What could it hurt, Jake was just hoping he didn't know about his new reputation.

Jake snuck into the room silently and listened to the song, he was singing as well, and he was doing a very good job. He stood there, leaning against the far back wall, waiting until the very end. Jake smirked and lifted himself up and began clapping loudly as he walked over to near were he was. "Very nice singing, you play beautifully." Jake said with his charming smile, hopefully this was going to be a good first impression, Jake knew personally that he was quite impressed, which wasn't something that happened very often. This guy should be proud.