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 Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 4:21 pm
"I... I never noticed..." Naoko whispered, feeling rather bad that he was completely clueless in regards to what had happened with Narcissus.
After all, the blond HAD been on the stage with the man!
Nodding, NAKO turned to head back inside and leave a message for Ryu, but Hayato's sudden actions caught him off guard. He paused, frozen for a second as he felt those lips press against his forehead.
It was gentle...
But then Hayato was gone. No further advances... no snide remarks...
Shaking himself out of his momentary stupor, Naoko headed back inside, narrowly missing the three Ohayou employees who were getting into a limo to head to the hospital.
Grabbing the nearest hand, Naoko asked if he'd find Ryuukaze and tell the violinist to meet NAKO at the hospital where Narcissus had been taken. He explained that Ryu needed to know that he thought it important to be there to help Shou... just in case.
Waving, and with a word of thanks, the pianist headed back out the rear exit.
Only... there were no more limos.
After all, Naoko had gotten there with Yamada and no doubt he and Shou had taken the limo.
Which meant... he needed a cab, but couldn't very well get one in a back alley.
So, the blond pushed his glasses up on his nose and half ran, half jogged around the building, into an nearly pitch black alley with a street light at the far end. He'd simply go around the club and hail a cab from in front before the throngs of fans started streaming out of the building.
For all he knew, they were still waiting on an encore...
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 4:31 pm
Like a thief in the night...Smoking a cigarette in the alleyway behind the event center, Hayato mulled over all the things he cold, and should, be doing. So many things rushing through his head. Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps. Who could it be? Stepping back into the alley that lead from this one to a parking area behind two large, currently closed buildings, he peeked around the corner. Who he saw heading his way brought a smile to his lips that would rival that of the Cheshire cat. Hayato had waited for so long, so incredibly long, for this moment, not having expected for it to come this soon. There he was, his pretty little blond. Indeed, a sweet morsel. Any moment now...he couldn't wait to taste him. Yes, he would have him. All of him, soon. Naoko. Staying back in the shadow, he carefully watched. Perfect, there was no sign of the violinist, or any other band member. Nobody else was around. It was the perfect moment. Springing from the shadows, Hayato grabbed Naoko, covering his mouth tightly as he dragged the pianist down the dark alleyway. "My, my, my....what a sweet little kitten I've caught here..." he chuckled, his voice sounding incredibly demented. Nothing at all like the Hayato that Naoko had just been speaking with a moment ago. I am come to steal it all away...
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 4:38 pm
The reaction was immediate.
Naoko's entire body tensed, his nails moving upward swiftly to grasp at the hand over his mouth. They dug in deep, their points, because yes he did have long nails, drawing blood with ease.
One leg moved backward, trying to trip up whoever had him.
Of course then he heard that voice and... well... his stomach seemed to somehow completely disappear... falling far away in sheer fear.
Hayato had him!
Hayato wasn't going to let go!
Angry, Naoko began to struggle, pulling against the arm around him and twisting his body.
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 4:47 pm
Like a thief in the night...Oh ho ho! Now THIS was fun! Little kitten was struggling. It was no matter, though, as Hayato easily dragged the pitiful little thing down the side alley. This had all come together so easily! And he hadn't even meant for it to. Not like this, at least. Digging his hand into Naoko's hair, he slammed the blond's head into the brick wall in the narrow alley, just hard enough to stun him into submission until he hauled him through to the parking lot, easily hefting him into the back seat of his black sedan. The back doors of the car were set so they could only be opened from the outside, not that it mattered, as Hayato found it easy to bind the blond with bits of his own angel costume. A sight to behold, a terror-stricken angel with a bit of blood running from his head, down his face. "There there little kitten...we're going to have fun, you know! I'm going to take you somewhere far, far away, where you and I can play forever." he chuckled menacingly, walking around to the driver's seat, hopping in the car, and, after making sure Naoko was well secured, he took off down the road, heading out of Tokyo as fast as he could. I am come to steal it all away...
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 4:55 pm
Even with all his fighting and struggling... Hayato was still a bigger man than Naoko, though not by too much these days.
However... when one's head comes into contact with a brick wall... they can't really fight back too well afterward.
Stunned, Naoko went pretty much limp for the moment, blood streaming down the side of his face from where his forehead and temple had impacted the brick. When he finally could start trying to fight back, he was in the back of a car, his costume tangled in a variety of ways to prevent him from being able to cause trouble any time in the next few minutes...
But that didn't mean he couldn't say something. "The hell... Mood swings, Hayato? I thought you..." Naoko blinked, his glasses were askew on his face and he couldn't see to well without them (or the contacts he wore on stage). "What the hell happened... to being nice?" he asked, laying there in the backseat.
Even as he spoke though, his hands were trying to free themselves from the restrictive costume.
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:03 pm
Like a thief in the night..."Nice?" Hayato fell into a fit of laughter. "Oh my...you really must have me mistaken for somebody else!" he cast a glance back at Naoko, licking his lips and smirking. Changing the subject, the darker man began to talk about the little angel he had in the back. "You really are beautiful, but I'm sure you know that. Oumori Naoko...even your name is pretty. I've been saying it for quite some time now, but still, it just...flatters the ear and rolls off the tongue." Of course, this sounded nothing like the Hayato that had just told Naoko to go be by Shou's side...this man sounded completely mad, far more disturbed than Naoko would have ever remembered Hayato being. "Even so...I think I'm going to stick with calling you kitten from now on!!! Heeheehahahahahahaha!" the laughter rang out, utterly maniacal, as Hayato left the city and took the highway, speeding up, already getting a good distance away. I am come to steal it all away...
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:07 pm
"What do you think you'll accomplish?" Naoko asked, squirming around in the backseat as he tried to free himself.
But the damned costume had more buttons and laces than he knew what to do with normally, let alone when they've been rearranged to keep him stick.
However...
He quickly pulled his legs back, since they were rather free of most of the problem, and began to slam his boot heels against the side of the car door. Surely, his feet were tied together because of the laces... but they could move as one.
"I'm not your toy! They'll come looking for me! Sai and Ryu and Shou!"
For as worried as he was about Narcissus... at the moment... he was far more afraid for himself.
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:16 pm
Like a thief in the night..."What do I think I'm going to accomplish? Why, revenge, of course!" he answered happily, as if it were the greatest thing imaginable. Smiling the whole while, he watched Naoko kick at the car door. "My my...you won't get anywhere doing that! And even if you did...how lovely would you be smeared across the highway moving at 70 miles per hour? Hm?" But then...the maniac fell silent, taking in what Naoko had just said. "Yes...they will come looking for you. Sai, Ryu, Shou....but...what about Ju...ah...Hayato?" he asked, a sort of puzzled look in his eyes. I am come to steal it all away...
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:26 pm
"Why should I give a damn about you?" Naoko asked angrily, glaring at the man from the backseat. "I don't love you anymore, Hayato! Why can't you get that through your head?! I have someone who's kind... who understands... and I'd rather be a smear on the highway than your ******** toy!"
He kicked again, hard, denting the arm rest on the door badly this time.
"Let me go!!! If you do, I won't tell anyone what happened! But you have to let me go now, Hayato! I'm not your doll!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:33 pm
Like a thief in the night...Ah! So that was it! "Oumori...my little kitten...I think you must truly have me confused for another." his smirk grew until it was a wide, frightening smile. Obviously, the man was enjoying this far too much. "You must think...really? Well, I suppose it is a compliment...glad to know I've still got it....but you have me mistaken for my little brother. You see, Jun Jun loves you...though obviously you don't return the sentiment. Funny, though, as I remember specifically seeing you at the hospital, crying over his bed. You get around fast, ne?" What he said, didn't exactly make sense... "I won't let you go. Not until JunJun comes begging for you. Then he and I will work things out. Maybe you'll live, maybe not...who knows! Now isn't this a fun game!" I am come to steal it all away...
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:40 pm
Naoko paled.
That didn't make any sense.
Or did it?
"You... you're ******** insane..." the pianist whispered, fear coursing through him even more than before. "You... split personalities... you're going to kill me this time... aren't you, Hayato?"
It was an honest question... and the blond had actually stopped kicking the door, waiting for an answer.
"Hayato... you don't have to do this. We can have fun like we did before... before THAT happened... you don't have to hurt me, Hayato. You... you don't have to kill me... please..."
So... that explained a lot. Hayato and 'JunJun' were two different personalities shoved into the vocalist's head. Hayato was... well... evil. Pure and simple. The man loved pain and pleasure mixed, with a heavy emphasis on the pain... whereas this 'JunJun' seemed to be kinder... caring... even gentle.
It had been 'JunJun' who Naoko has frozen before as those lips touched his forehead, giving him advice on what to do next... but now...
Now there was only Hayato...
And the fear...
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:50 pm
Like a thief in the night..."Are you for real?!" peals of laughter erupted from the man's mouth once more. "Split personalities! That s**t only happens in the movies! Hahahahahaha!" The laughter went on much longer this time. "Maybe I am '******** insane'...but I certainly don't have two people living in my head. That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. No...JunJun is my little brother. Nagasaki Jun, to be exact. That's the little b*****d's real name. Thieving, two timing little ********. If you must know, my name is Hayato. Nagasaki Hayato. The p***k took my name, took everything I had, and, well....left me for dead." The silence that filled the car after that seemed to develop a thickness, the frown on Hayato's face showing his displeasure at whatever it was going through his head. "I loved him, you know. JunJun and I were so close. When he was small...he was so...so wonderful. Then he just up and decided one day that he didn't like what big brother was doing to him anymore...the little ******** shot me in cold blood. That's what this is about. Nothing more, nothing less. Honestly, I wouldn't care anything about you, if not for that...but you, pretty kitten, you are, from my understanding, the most important thing in the world to JunJun. Unless I am mistaken. I did my research after I tracked the slippery b*****d down, but, as we both know, research can be flawed. Is there someone else more important to him? Hm? Turn them over to me...and I might...might...let you go..." I am come to steal it all away...
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:54 pm
Naoko was so confused... and his pounding headache from the brick wall wasn't helping.
"You can't be two different people... you look exactly alike... and even if you're twins, there's no possible way." his amber eyes hardened. "You're just baiting me... trying to make me think that there's some good Hayato look-alike out there that loves me... that I can love in return if I desired..." shaking his head slightly, the pianist closed his eyes, trying to keep his sudden nausea from the head injury down to a minimum.
"You're sick and twisted and completely mad... and even if there were someone more important... I wouldn't tell a b*****d like you."
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 6:08 pm
Like a thief in the night..."No...I'm not baiting you. And I never said he was good. To hear you tell it, he takes after me...though he swore up and down he hated me and everything about me. Funny how that happens..." Lifting his arm, Hayato showed his wrist. "Here...I would hope this is proof enough..." he showed a dagger tattooed along his wrist, something that the Hayato Naoko was familiar with had never had. "I'm me, he's him...and we're not twins. I know, I know...we look alike. More so now that I've grown my hair out and started dressing like him. I kinda just did it to ******** with him. And it helped when digging for information. Would you believe I've actually been able to walk around SMASH studios, and nobody caught on! But I'm a bit older than him. Ten years, to be exact." He certainly wasn't lying. If one looked closely, there were fine wrinkles around the man's eyes and mouth that 'Hayato' didn't have....not to mention the fact that he was wearing only black leather pants and a fur-collared top...not at all what the other Hayato had on when he left the performance. "So what if I'm sick and twisted and mad? I'm still me...deny it all you want. And I'm going to keep you until Jun comes for you. Though...I wonder..." he drifted off mid-sentence, seeming to be pondering something. By this point, they were reaching the outskirts of the city, heading into the suburbs. Not too very much longer and they would be out into the country. I am come to steal it all away...
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 6:22 pm
I can no longer return to those days free of bloodshed
These deep scars rooted within me will not disappear...
 The cab ride seemed unusually long. Something didn't sit right with Hayato, but he couldn't place it for the life of him.... Eventually, he arrived outside the hospital, paying his fare and stepping out into the night. He didn't want to go in...was almost afraid to. It wasn't his place, and it would surely just upset Naoko if he did. Still....he wanted to be close to Shou...if something happened, he wanted to be there for the man... He was torn between a kindness for Naoko, and a concern for the pianist's brother. Finally, he decided to just go in. Quietly, Hayato sat on a bench in the hallway of the fourth floor, minding his business unless he was needed. "Sai..." he whispered, hoping he was alright....hoping Narcissus was alright as well. Hide it, Hide it
Hide me...
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