||: Symphony of Innocence :||

After Allen's exorcism had finally taken away Tyki's Noah, Tyki Mikk had started to feel depressed and empty on the inside, now that the pleasure of killing humans was gone. His brother Sherrill told him that he should get some kind of hobby or get involved with something to try and fill the void the Noah inside of him left. Sherrill "pulled some strings" for his brother and now Tyki was the conductor of a semi-professional, youth orchestra. With his noble background, Tyki did have a thing for music and was rather looking forward to how this would turn out. Sherrill was the one who conducted auditions, so Tyki wasn't so sure who he was working with; all he knew that a full orchestra of high school students was bound to show up on stage by 6:00pm.

Tyki looked at his watched and tapped it lightly with his baton as he sat on his leather-topped stool. "Its 20 minutes to six." Tyki said to himself with butterflies building up in his stomach, "The early birds should be arriving any moment now for tuning..."

As the Host clubs carriage came to halt outside of St. Lobelia's auditorium, Tamaki opened the door for his two fellow hosts and exited the carriage with his violin case in hand. In an attempt to further bond with his fellow hosts and to try and get them to do something other than hosting, Tamaki signed them up to partake in this elegant new orchestra. However, Kyoya didn't want to take time away from his homework and club financing to "play around," the twins had no pacience for this sort of thing and Mori said these times is when he did his sword training. So the only two left were Haruhi and Hunny. Tamaki had never heard of this conductor before but if he was of some nobility, he had to have some sort of experience.

"C'mon you two. We're here." Tamaki said excitedly as he started drifting towards the front door. To be honest, Tamaki couldn't wait to start playing for this orchestra and get better at the violin. When the three of them first tried out, Tamaki originally tried out on piano but apparently didn't got the part. He remembered that in the letter sent to him by the person conducting the audtions that Tamaki was very good, but the other pianist was a natural and would fare better in learning it faster. Tamaki tried out again for violin and landed a part no problem.

Soul's motor cycle purred like a dream as he rode up to the place where he was finally gonna put his family genes to use. As he pulled up to the building, he cut the power on his bike and kicked the kick stand out as heleaned the bike to one side to park it. He dismounted the bike and grabbed his trumpet case from the saddle bag. Soul looked up at the building and then at his case and sighed as he said to himself, "This is so un-cool."

After becoming a Death Scythe and with the missions being held at bay with Noah and Medusa in hidding, he needed something to do. Maka found a flier for this orchestra thing and so she pressued him to go try out. He first tried out on piano, but after a week of waiting, he got a letter in the mail saying that although his style was new and he had very unique potential, there was another natural pianist that would fair better on piano. As Maka kept on him about playing in the orchestra and told him to try out for another instrument. He didn't want to play a string instrument since thats what his brother played and he didn't want to follow in his brother's footsteps. So he tried out for a jazz instrument intstead and he landed a part as a trumpet player.

Why don't you try out on a brass instrument then? Maka's words rang in Soul's ears, "I mean you have the hot air for it."

"Che," he said in response to the phantasms of words as he then began to walk towards the door. "I'd like to see this 'nartual pianist'." Soul muttered to himself, "He sounds like more of a d*** to me..."

Zelda was a little nervous as she arrived for orchestra practice. She was quite good with her harp, but she'd never actually played in a large group. A few duets with Link, yes, but never with a whole group of others who were probably much better than she. She'd been playing since she was a child, but that didn't mean she was the best with her instrument.

"Good evening, Mr. Conductor," she said politely yet nervously to the conductor. He seemed just as nervous as she, and that didn't do much to calm her nerves. Calm down, she thought to herself. You've faced Ganon a million times, haven't you? This is nothing compared to that. She smiled confidently at last. "Where should I go with my instrument?"

She noticed a few other early birds had walked in before her, though they seemed to be milling about rather than setting up. She wondered if she was jumping the gun by setting up so soon, but unlike the others, her instrument--a full-sized harp--was big, heavy, and in the way. The sooner she put it where it needed to be, the better.

Allen was thankful he didn't have to find his way on his own. Komui had suggested that he and the other excorcists audition for this little orchestra. With that suggestion came Howard Link's "encouragement" (more like persistant abuse), and Allen finally gave in and tried for piano. He'd instantly landed the part somehow.

Now, though, he was riding in a carriage with Lavi and Kanda to the auditorium in which practice was held. Link, his silent shadow, was there as well, but only to watch Allen like a hawk as usual. He'd just be sitting in the audience listening.

"So... Uh..." He tried to smile at Lavi, but his nerves wouldn't let him. "What do you think we'll be playing?"