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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 6:27 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~ ~( Try again ) Nando datte~ ~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
The food was placed on the table in front of them and Ryu promptly picked up the tea and sipped at it, enjoying it's creamy flavor. "Hm? My...dream? Oh....um....I don't really remember..." he laughed a little, somewhat uncomfortably. Truth was...he remembered. Very well. He just didn't want to share the odd details of that dream with the young man he barely knew. They had been well intimate enough, he thought. Lifting the croissant to his lips, the violinist dug in, biting off a large piece and chewing it, making a pleased sound as he licked his lips. ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~ ~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~ ~Shinjiau koto....~ ~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 6:55 pm
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【Benjaminx Doitzel Kaiser III】
【 Gaijin 】
☆ Days xgo xpast xlike xclouds xin the xsky...☆ Gaijin frowned at the man across from him. He was staring at the guys lips as he ate. "Please... if you don't want to tell me just say so... I grew up around lairs and sycophants... please don't be either..." His voice seemed depressed. He was disappointed that his new friend would lie to him. He bit into his croissant, propping his head in his free hand.
His head bounce up and down as he chewed his food. He couldn't help but feel a little depressed now. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have asked in the first place."
☆..But xmoments xwith you xlast xforever..☆
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 6:55 pm
(((OOC: I'm gonna get my OOC out of the way before posting.
1.) STOP! Hehehe. Kaiko and my characters are all on the day before still. So please refrain from going any further until one of the two of us changes the day.
2.) Benjamin, you can't get a hangover from sake. You can get drunk, but not a hangover. I've tried. Many people I've known have tried, hehe. Just doesn't happen (no idea why though).
3.) Anichan, do you have the stuff for Gaijin's manager all up and ready, and are you going to be managing him? I'll need his bio (which, coming from me sounds stupid cause I have a few people I need to do bios for... which reminds me, Nezumi needs one too...).
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 7:30 pm
"Threat? Hardly." the blond replied, wanting to turn his head to the side in a show of sheer refusal.
But knowing he couldn't because Izo had quite the grip on his neck.
"I'm just letting you know what you're up against. That I don't take kindly to unfriendly hands."
But the sudden glare... the anger in his gaze, would have made any normal person take a step back. "Ryu and Sai have nothing to do with this. This is between us. The two of us."
Naoko's head tilted back slightly as Izo squeezed. "Am I to assume that you want 'payment' for the RIGHT to do your dirty work?" the pianist asked, rather disgusted with the idea.
As the two men grabbed him, hauling the lithe blond up, NAKO could only smirk at Izo once more before being dragged to the next room.
"You may get your kicks, Matsumoto-san... but in the end, I'm still insane yet beautiful... and you... well... you're still old and disgusting..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:50 pm
Let the Memories of the Evening be... the first think that you think of------------------------------------------------}:- Tanaka Michi Physical Therapist
Fingertips...walking up your spine...a tongue sliding right behind..
Michi nodded as he listened, "Sounds like a smart idea. I'm not sure how much Ishi-san knows about Matsumoto-san and those take over plans." He then took another bite of his dinner was thoughtful for a moment.
"Well you know Asato-san better than I do but from what I've seen, the guy is totally dedicated to Ohayou. Seriously, Akihiko, you told him the last time you were in the hospital...umm..before your most recent stay... that you weren't interested in running Ohayou. I mean I saw the man in tears after he left getting a handkerchief from that Sal guy...just before I went into see you. You didn't believe me back then that he'd be so upset. But if I'm taking what I saw to heart, then he probably doesn't think you give a rat's butt about what happens to the company." Michi answered as he dipped his unagi into the soy sauce.
"Mm...maybe you or Asato-san should talk to him alone. Find out if he's really signed up with Izo or if Izo is still trying to court him. Yeah...I guess I shouldn't trust anyone...eh?" he said as he sucked down the sushi and chewed for a moment.
He almost choked on the unagi when Akihiko asked about Nezumi and wanting to listen to him sing. He coughed several times before the food went down the right pipe before answering with an upper range squeak that finally dropped to his natural voice, "Well...uh....so...I don't know... Umm...hey I've never sang for anyone really. I didn't even do choir in school. I mean it.... WHAT?! Uhhh....umm.... ah... Akhiko! Me sing for you..god you'd rip me up as a critic I'm sure." Then, he whispered roughly in a lower voice. "You're being a terror! I'd put you right over my knee if we were alone!"
"Besides, you told me Nezumi would toss me aside in a couple months. I mean shoot, your not one to lie, so I'm not sure I should even take the chance." he finally said feeling a little self conscious. Sure, he wished he could get Akihiko's opinion of his voice but...well to be honest he wasn't what to think about the music industry.
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me. ...Dark Star.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:07 pm
Strangely, Akihiko waved away Michi's first comments as he spoke. "If Hiroki's that upset, he needs to tell me. I've always felt running Ohayou would be my right as grandson. Apparently now I have to prove I'm man enough for the damn job..." sighing, the musician frowned. "I'm an artist first and foremost, Tanaka-san. It's something, I don't think, Hiroki really understands... as for your voice..." smirking, the musical prodigy leaned back, watching Michi's every move.
"Of course I would rip you up." he replied knowingly. "After all, music is my life. I'm a professional. I won't just tell you it was good for the sake of making you happy."
Narcissus reached into his pocket, taking out his cigarettes. He lit one, took in a long drag, then tipped the ashes in the table top ash tray.
"I want you to sing for me. No, I don't think Nezumi should be your manager, at least not for very long, because the man's a pain in the a**. BUT... he would be good for a start... provided he's not trying to oversell your voice, that is."
Another pull on the cigarette. "If I think you're good, Hiroki will have to listen to me and get you a contract because he KNOWS I know music. It'll be up to you to decide if you want to sign or not."
(((OOC: Bit about "not saying it was good just to make Michi happy" yeah... I soooo stole that from Yuki Eiri...)))
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 4:47 am
Let the Memories of the Evening be... the first think that you think of------------------------------------------------}:- Tanaka Michi Physical Therapist
Fingertips...walking up your spine...a tongue sliding right behind..
"Mm...well, you know I don't think he ever got the chance. Come on Akihiko, you were in the hospital, then at the event, and now have no memory of the last 3 months? He's got a corporate take over on his hands and...well you know that's probably...more than he wanted to chew. Heck you're man enough to do the job...Wait, Nezumi-san said he's giving Asato-san my cd and you don't think he understands...artists?" Michi was a bit confused by the situation. How could a man who didn't understand music be making those decisions day to day.
He smiled a little in his own confusion and sighed, "Ok...I'd rather have you're brutally honest opinion so I know what I'm really looking at. If you say I'm horrible, I've still got my career as a physical therapist. So I guess that's ok."
"Mm...I don't know, He seems a bit intense but he has a very cute blush." he answered with a smirk. But then he seemed thoughtful. "Alright, well, I'll sing for you and you can tell me what gives. Then I can decide from there. I'm kind of curious but I'm also still very happy taking care of you're health." Michi didn't realize his own talents as of yet even beyond his finger tips but he was willing enough to experiment with the possibilities.
Then, as he nodded in agreement about Akihiko's knowledge, he then said naively, "You know...with the way you said that, I almost think You should be running the talent end of Ohayou...and Asato-san running the office end. Well, I guess that won't work would it? Someone's still got to be on top."
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me. ...Dark Star.
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 8:12 pm
Nodding, the young Koyasu smiled slightly. "Point taken. But Hiroki still needs to have a little faith in me. The man hasn't a clue about the artist's side of this business. All he knows are numbers and how to keep employees happy. NOT... how to keep stars shinning. To be honest, I think if Hiroki tried his hand at managing someone... well... he might learn a thing or..."
Akihiko's blue gaze narrowed slightly and he smirked. It wasn't an EVIL look per say... But... Something was brewing.
"Listen, Tanaka-san. I'll be straight with you. If I think you've got talent once you sing for me... well... I'll recommend you. Hell, I'll even gamble on you... provided you remain my physical therapist, of course. But... on the off chance that you're brilliant... you don't need to be signed over to some selfish half-wit like Nezumi. No... I can throw you into the big leagues; with Nakai and Chiyou and... myself... but..." his gaze narrowed even more as the plan formed itself perfectly in his mind. "As soon as I can speak to ojisan, and if your voice is gold, I'll persuade him to get Hiroki to take on the position of your manager. I'll help, of course... both with you and with Ohayou... that way, we can both prove ourselves to that old b*****d who, no doubt, is having fun watching the two of us at each others throats, that Ohayou needs us." nodding, Narcissus smiled. "Both of us. I can't stand the business side, but I need to understand it. I'm sure it goes the same way for Hiroki. And... well... lately I've been getting this sneaking suspicion that ojisan wants the two of us to realize that."
Laughing, Akihiko shook his head. "Hell, maybe he was planning this entire thing from the beginning... maybe he knew how greedy Matsumoto is... and he counted on this crisis. Ojisan's a crafty b*****d... so I wouldn't put it past him."
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 8:27 pm
Nigiyaka na hitogomi ni tokeru tsubuyaki ga Ashimoto ni chirabatta omoide nijimaseru---
There was pain...and there was warmth. Neither one was quite understood as the boy began to stir. Why did his eyes hurt so terribly? And who was he in bed with. Obviously it was night, seeing as it was so very dark. Had he been drunk again?
Suddenly, a scent his his nose...very familiar. It was Nakai. He recognized that slight musk with a hint of orange in the cologne, along with the particular way his hair smelled, probably from the shampoo.
Sitting up slightly, Chiyou tried to open his eyes, look around for a lamp, look over at the guitarist...look at...something. Anything.
Why couldn't he see?!
Hands flew to his face, immediately feeling the bandages, and it all came rushing back to the boy. Naoko, his eyes, the terror....
In a panic, the boy flailed and screamed, "KAIIIIIII!!!!!!", as the panic overtook him.
---Mayoi aruku machi no kagayaki wa glaring one way Kogoe sou na boku wo terasu
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 8:36 pm
He had been dreaming peacefully... Asleep... warm... comfortable... perfectly content, given the circumstances...
At least until suddenly, Chiyou screamed.
Amber eyes flashed open and Nakai was sitting up in an instant, his arms going around the younger man and pinning him to the bed in a warm embrace. "Shhhh... Chiyou-kun, it's Kai... I'm here. I'm right here. I haven't left you. Not once." the guitarist whispered, trying to calm the 'kid' down.
Gently, Kai started to stroke Chiyou's hair, clinging to the musician and letting himself be clung to in return. "You're safe, Chiyou-kun. Yakusouku..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 8:44 pm
Nigiyaka na hitogomi ni tokeru tsubuyaki ga Ashimoto ni chirabatta omoide nijimaseru---
"Kami-sama....kami-sama....kami-sama....kami-sama....." the young man gasped over and over, trembling weakly, his body freezing from the sudden cold sweat. For a moment, all he could do was cry out mournfully, palms pressed to where his eyes should be. It was horrible....unbearable....just for a few moments.
Just for a few moments, until Nakai's touch, his soothing words, began to calm the smaller blond.
"Kai....oh Kai....I'm so glad you're still here. I'm sorry...I was so frightened when I woke up and couldn't see." he explained, trying to take a few deep breaths, adjusting himself against the guitarist so that they could both be more comfortable.
"I guess....I guess it will take some getting used to, ne? Being blind and all. I was certainly surprised by it just now. " he attempted to laugh it off as if he were just being a silly child for panicking like he had.
---Mayoi aruku machi no kagayaki wa glaring one way Kogoe sou na boku wo terasu
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 9:42 pm
"Dame."
Nakai shook his head, a movement that Chiyou would easily feel, as he held the young man closer.
"Dame, Chiyou-kun... you don't have to make jokes or put one a brave front for me..." the guitarist whispered softly, calmly, with as much tenderness as he could muster. "It's okay to be afraid..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 10:07 pm
Nigiyaka na hitogomi ni tokeru tsubuyaki ga Ashimoto ni chirabatta omoide nijimaseru---
Frowning, the kid tilted his head in the direction of the guitarist's voice, contemplating what the man had told him.
Did he really not have to hide in front of this man? Could he really just...be?
"Ok. I'm scared. But I want to be strong. I know I can be. I know I will have to be, especially in front of the public, fans, other stars. You might understand...but others may not. Others...may try to take advantage. Still...I'm thankful that you understand." he sighed again, lip quivering like he was about to choke up.
"This is the scariest thing I've ever known. Scarier than when my father left me and mother alone. Scarier than when my mother took off with half my money and abandoned me. Scarier than the first time I went to rehab when I lost control of myself. Scarier...scarier even than when Ishi was in the hospital, scarier than when Akihiko was dying right in front of me and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't make it all stop. This...this is scarier than all of it combined, because I don't know anything, anymore. Everything....is black. Empty. Right now...the only light I can see...is you." With that, Chiyou leaned forward and just sobbed, holding on to Nakai for dear life.
---Mayoi aruku machi no kagayaki wa glaring one way Kogoe sou na boku wo terasu
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 10:13 pm
Let the Memories of the Evening be... the first think that you think of------------------------------------------------}:- Tanaka Michi Physical Therapist
Fingertips...walking up your spine...a tongue sliding right behind..
"I suppose he does need to have some faith in you but you're not the easiest man to get to know. Usually faith comes with acceptance and trust. You're probably right. Learning through experience really is the only way to understand something fully." he answered as he waved the waiter down and asked for the dessert.
"I doubt I'm brilliant but I'll let you be the judge of that. But thanks I appreciate it. And...well I like being your physical therapist so yeah, I don't want to give that up. The big league? Hah...I can see Chi-kun giving me a few pointers." He smirked as he thought of the younger man. Because really he was kind of...well Michi like the variety in his life.
"Hey but on Nezumi-san's behalf he didn't seem that awful. I mean he stressed and all but the mouse is kind of cute in his own way. But I'm not a music industry guy so I don't know his record." Michi wasn't the type to take anything completely at face value even if he'd trust Akihiko's judgement.
"But if I'm not gold...you might find someone else to do the same thing with. I think its a good idea for you and Asato-san. Wow...if that's the case then...Asato-san . You seriously think that....your ojisan would do that to you?" Michi blinked at the complexity of that idea. If Akihiko's grandfather was as crafty as Akihiko was sometimes...he shook off the thought. "I mean would he put the company in jeopardy just to do that to you and....Asato-san?" But then another thought came to Michi's mind. Akihiko said....'lately'. And Michi had to wonder if that meant...he remembered more or the idea was within the past few days.
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me. ...Dark Star.
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 10:13 pm
Smiling softly, Nakai nodded. "There will be many who don't understand, Chiyou-kun... Some will mock you... the media will hound you relentlessly... you may lose some fans too... I'm going to be brutally honest with you though, kid... You'll gain fans as well." carefully, he tilted Chiyou's head back so their foreheads would touch. "Think of it... when you perform again. When your voice carries to the hearts of those who already love you... you'll inspire. You won't be some spoiled rich star anymore, Chiyou-kun. You'll be a shinning light for anyone who wants to achieve their dreams..."
Every so gently, Kai raised his lips to kiss the younger man's forehead. "Yes... you have me... but you have Izzy as well, and Hiroki-san. There's Akihiko, when the b*****d ever comes to his senses, Tanaka-san too... and hell, even Koyasu-sama. You're not alone, Chiyou-kun. There's so much still waiting for you..."
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