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 Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 6:52 pm
 ~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
For a moment, Ryu said nothing. He was actually very, very upset to hear this news. "Yes...that would have been far worse. I am glad he is alive...but still. For one to have their eyes taken....it's cruel and horrific. And his eyes...you've seen his eyes! Such a clear, bright blue. Beautiful. Sparkling. Now they're gone. I hope they find the ******** monster who did this and punish them to the fullest. He's still just a kid. It's just the worst..." Of course, Ryu had no idea whatsoever that the monster in question was sitting right beside him. He was just fuming over it because it disturbed him. There seemed to be so much crime and trouble recently....it was just wrong. ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 7:28 pm
It made him sick to his stomach... hearing it... feeling the disdain and hatred in his lover's voice.
I did that... It was me... my fault... Chiyou's eyes were plucked out by me and I... I... enjoyed it...
"Ryu-kun, stop the car." Naoko spoke seriously.
As soon as said car was stopped, the pianist opened the door and proceeded to empty the meager contents of his stomach on the side of the road.
After a few minutes of retching, Naoko sat up shakily, though downright refusing to look at Ryu.
"Gomen... didn't want to mess up your car..." he whispered, fighting down a second wave of nausea.
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 7:35 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
Having heard the sickness in Naoko's voice, Ryuukaze whipped the car to the side of the road just in time, his eyes full of pity for his ill lover. "Aw sweetie. It's the medicine, I bet. At least it had time to get into your bloodstream." the violinist put the car in park and reach over, rubbing up and down Naoko's back. "Do you need a minute, precious? Want me to stop and get you some salty french fries to soothe your stomach?" he offered. "Don't worry about a thing, love. You're gonna be just fine." ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 7:43 pm
Shaking his head, Naoko leaned back in the car, closing his eyes and just breathing slowly for a long moment. "No... no I'm fine..." the man whispered, one hand rubbing the back of his neck, the other on his forehead, trying to get the images of Chiyou's near murder out of his mind. "May... maybe we shouldn't go to the beach... maybe I'm coming down with something?"
He did feel clamy... sweaty...
Course, that could have just been the guilt eating him alive...
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 7:47 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"It's whatever you want to do, doll. You just say the word. I think you've just been too stressed out. Maybe if you come home with me, take a Xanax, and just get some rest it'll help you feel better?" he asked, putting the car back in drive. Pulling back onto the highway, the violinist headed toward the next exit where he could turn around and head back home, if that was really what the pianist wanted. ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 8:12 pm
Naoko was silent for a moment, then amber eyes looked over at Ryuukaze almost hesitantly. "I'd like for us to relax together... unless, you want some personal time... I... I know I asked that you never leave me but... but I don't want you to start hating me because I've suddenly become some clingy bitchy uke..." the pianist couldn't help but blush at that... realizing that he was indeed reverting in a lot of ways to how he had been when he was Hayato's... or Jun's rather.
During the time between Jun and Ryu... Naoko had grown his own confident personality.
Now though... it was beginning to be pushed aside as his submissive side came to the fore ground.
It wasn't that Naoko didn't like being an uke... he just didn't like being a crying wimpy brat of an uke.
He had been that once...
Had vowed to never be that again...
And yet here he was, crying every ten damn minutes... sobbing and clinging to his lover like some ridiculous child.
That sickened him too... though moreso to the heart than anything else.
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 8:39 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"We can relax together, darling. We can curl up in bed at home, watch a movie, maybe. Snuggle up all day long. I have to go to work tomorrow, no matter what, so let's be as close as we can today. It would make me happy to spend my time with you." Taking the exit, the violinist drove back into town, making his way back to his flat at a leisurely pace. Deep down, part of the man did kind of want to retreat. Go write some music, play his violin by himself perhaps. It was a normal feeling, to want to escape from stress and uncertainty, but he loved the pianist and had promised him that he would do everything in his power to help the man. He'd stick by his word. His heart beat for this man. They were meant to be, and he'd make this work...or die trying. Finally, they arrived back at Ryu's, which, more often than not, was "their" place, not just his. Kicking off his shoes, he gave Naoko just enough time to do the same before he grabbed his lover and swept him off his feet, spinning him around then carrying him into the house, all the way to the bedroom. Taking Naoko's bag of medicine from him, he placed it on the bedside table, then sat down on the bed, the blond still in his arms. "Tell me you love me, Naoko." the vocalist plied sweetly, shifting so that Naoko was looking up at him with those splendid amber eyes. "I hope you love me as much as I love you..." ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 7:41 pm
Smiling pleasantly, Koyasu Aki walked into Hiroki's home, bowing slightly to the mousy man as he passed the threshold. "Arigatou, Nezumi-san. I had heard from his secretary that you were aiding him. I'm glad he's got someone on which he can currently rely." the elder man spoke, slipping the fedora from his head and holding it in one hand.
Turning, the Chairman of Ohayou's smile landed on Asato and the man walked further into the home, making his way toward the injured acting chairman.
"Hiroki-san, I'm going to personally apologize for Akihiko's behavior. I don't understand why he did what he did, nor do I condone it. I do hope you at least fought back." his smile turned to a tiny bit of a smirk before he set his fedora down on the coffee table.
Aki had a lot of things which he wanted to discuss with his right hand man... but he would at least get chit chat out of the way first. After all, delving into the new duties he had planned was... well... going to shock the man, no doubt.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 8:00 pm
What wouldn't I do for King and Country...
Yes Sir!------------------------------------------------}:-  Asato Hiroki
Chairman's Secretary - Ohayou Productions
Doing what one does best...no way...6 hours off
Hiroki realized that at the moment he might look a bit disheveled considering he was bandaged up and wearing his PJs. But he did sit up as Koyasu-sama moved closer. "Ah, yes sir, I fought back but I avoided hurting him too much. I didn't want to add to his injuries."
He grabbed up a few kleenex to wipe right a the edge of the bandaging since his nose was uncomfortable. "He got me good though. One day I will learn...to just let the bodyguards handle him. This really made a mess of my work schedule. I've two meetings this afternoon. I'll make sure to be there, sir. I just need a bath and 1 hour prep."
Stretching just a little, he glanced over at Nezumi wondering how the man was fairing after almost getting caught for kissing him like some sort of passionate bandit. It was rather cute from...demure to wild craving boy. Although he wouldn't tell Nezumi that right away, he'd save that for another moment.
But then his eyes returned to his boss and they squinted a little, "Is everything alright? It's not often you come to my home to visit. Well, I'm sure that my injury was concern but well I wouldn't have been surprised if you had just called to check on me, sir. Or....did I miss a call?" He plucked up his phone from the table to take a quick look.
-:{------------------------------------------------No Sir!
...Where you Lead - that is the Path I Follow.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 8:38 pm
Shaking his head, Aki sat down in a nearby chair. "No no, you didn't miss a call. I thought my news best delivered to you in person." He crossed one leg over the other at the knee... a fashion that was so like his grandson.
Or, perhaps.... Narcissus had picked up a few family traits other than a quick wit?
"I'm rather glad though, first off, that you fought back. Akihiko needs to be put in his place every once in a while, blocked memory or not. Which is partly why I've come to talk to you." he sighed, folding his hands in his lap. "Where to begin... first off, well, lets just get the worst bit out of the way, shall we? Hiroki, you're fired." but before the man could have time to respond, Aki was smiling softly. "Not from your position as my right hand aid of course, simply as acting Chairman. I'm fit for duty, it seems. For the time being anyway." his sharp eyes glanced to Nezumi... an obvious warning to the mousy man that this conversation had best remain in that very room. "I want you to take over a management position. I did say you needed to learn the stars half of things, didn't I? With you out of the office, so to speak... my grandson will be forced to work a bit closer to the desk once he returns. I plan on turning over much of the daily running of the business over to him so that I personally may invest my time in dealing with Matsumoto-san. As for the management position... I want you to manage Tanaka Michi."
His cool stare focused over on Nezumi after that was said, "I suppose we have you to thank for bringing him on board. While you are a trained manager... I think Tanaka-san needs someone a little less rigid. He's new to this world. He'll also have my grandson floating about him... which is the perfect opportunity," that gaze focused on Hiroki once more. "For you to work nose to nose... no pun intended... and hopefully not kill one another. You understand, I hope, why this needs to succeed, Hiroki-san."
Aki sighed, switching his train of thought suddenly and focusing in on Nezumi again. "Instead of managing Tanaka-san, Nezumi-san... I want you to become my aid for the time being. You will be given all of the documents that Hiroki-san has on this business with Matsumoto-san... and will also be working with Akihiko since he holds a keen interest in SMASH's recent endeavors."
There... it was out in the open.
Plain and simple.
Hiroki was going to manage Michi with Narcissus' help... Nezumi was going to take over Hiroki's secretary position temporarily and aid Aki in the Matsumoto takeover...
Simple, right?
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 8:46 pm
Laughing, Nakai fell backwards on the bed and let the 'mummy' that was Chiyou pin him there.
"I don't want to be cursed! Next thing you know all of my guitar strings will break in the middle of a set and somehow I'll loose my pants on stage!" the guitarist teased, thinking that would be rather humorous...
No pants... that was something to think about for a future performance...
The blond shook his head, "Since when does Narcissus cuddle?" he asked, his voice betraying his disbelief at the mere idea.
But then... well... he couldn't help but frown and reach his hands up, wrapping them around the younger man's back. "You don't need to see me, Chiyou-kun... because I won't change. I'll always look the way you remember me looking. Unless Nikki-san gets too snip snip happy with some scissors one day and takes a chunk out of my hair..."
Hey, it could happen...
Chiyou was being tender... cute... romantic... and very sexy as his lips descended, gently pressed against the flesh of Kai's neck. Nakai, for his part, tilted his head back and exposed his neck to the 'kid'.
"If you want my smile, Chiyou-kun... you can have it whenever you want." reaching down, he took one of the vocalist's hands and smiled, placing the palm over his mouth so the younger man could feel how every muscle, every pore, formed the smile he knew Chiyou would remember.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 11:38 pm
kawaita tsumori ame ga tsuzunaku katari kakeru namida wa seijaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru"Somebody as good as you could never truly be cursed, silly-bear." the kid whispered against the guitarist's sweet flesh. "And, while I've no idea about Narcissus's actual cuddling situation, there's simply no way one could be with Ishi and not cuddle him. It's a factual impossibility. If he cares for him or even just desires him in any way, there will be cuddles. It's....it's a Ruki thing. He does that to people, without ever realizing it, even." the boy smiled. He knew in his heart, those two would be just fine. Having his hand brought to Nakai's face, feeling that smile, hearing those tender words made Chiyou's heart thud with joy. He could feel every detail, every muscle movement beneath his fingers. "Kai...I can see it! I...I can see your smile with my touch. It...it's beautiful. You're beautiful, Kai." he choked back a sob despite the smile on his face as wet spots began to form on his bandages. Tears...honest to goodness tears. Tears of joy and love. karada o tsutau ame ni furueru awai omoi guren no yuuwaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 11:52 pm
Scurrying around the kitchen, the mousy manager was cracking eggs, stirring them with salt, pepper, milk, and rosemary. Breakfast would be omelets with a bit of the leftover cheese from last night's dinner, with coffee and sweet biscuits.
As he cooked, he couldn't help but overhear every single bit of the conversation going on mere feet away.
He gasped, he sighed in relief, he squeaked in repressed objection, and he took notice of the chairman's warning look in his direction.
All in all, at the end of it, well....it was acceptable. Perhaps not ideal, but acceptable.
Breakfast was finished, and Nezumi had prepared enough for all three of them, given the situation. He dare not be rude to Koyasu-sama.
"Your breakfast, Hiroki-san, Koyasu-sama." he announced, placing the plates on the small dining table, not wanting to make them eat on the couch.
"Koyasu-sama, I understand the directions you have given, and I assure you I will execute your directives to the best of my ability." he spoke directly to the chairman, letting the man know he was on board with things 100%.
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 1:39 am
What wouldn't I do for King and Country...
Yes Sir!------------------------------------------------}:- Asato Hiroki
Chairman's Secretary - Ohayou Productions
Doing what one does best...no way...6 hours off
Hiroki on the other hand sat up to listen to Koyasu-sama's words. Glad he didn't miss a call but if his nose wouldn't have been so sore his jaw would have dropped to match the pale of his face. Fired? Demoted! A management position for Tanaka Michi?! Of course it was hard not to see on his face all the uncertainty that was hidden under his bandages.
Maybe he should have felt relieved that he was being removed from the post? He knew he needed to learn the Star Management side of the business but...but...good grief. Right now!? With Matsumoto Izo breathing down his throat and Narcissus being a rebel without a cause...and memories to boot.
"I know you said I needed to learn how to...handle stars but is this the right time?" He had HUGE doubts about letting Koyasu Akihiko run anything in the office. He'd probably lose employees...blow up in meetings...throw a coffee pot or punch someone. The man was a Spoiled Child with only ONE saving grace, his manager, Izzy Lucky, who he hoped was finding his way back to that previous closeness he had witnessed.
He sighed slowly because most of his breathing was through his mouth right now. "I will do what you say, sir. But working with your grandson is like working with the Devil. How do you expect me to work nose to nose with him in regards to Tanaka-kun, sir?" The thought of working with Narcissus right now left a bad taste in his mouth. Most of the employees at work would be fired for breaking another person's nose but...he couldn't do that to Narcissus. Nothing would happen at all to him.
"I can't even imagine how the staff is going to take working with him. He's violent and that doesn't work in a business environment. He's only Human when his manager is with him. Your grandson has great respect in the music world but little respect in the office. And...is he willing to do this?" Hiroki cared about the company and its people, he really didn't want to be cleaning up after another mess.
Looking up he watched Nezumi make breakfast and listened to the plans Koyasu-sama had for him. In some ways, Hiroki felt uncomfortable with that idea as well. He was just getting to know Nezumi, but he didn't know if he do the job...or if he'd do what he did with Chiyou-kun. Well if he did the latter he'd be out of a job...but still...Hiroki dreaded potential disasters.
So many times Hiroki felt like resigning but he couldn't do that to Koyasu-sama or the company. His fingers pulled a kleenex out of the box to wipe just below his bandages to get at some of the moisture. He knew that the Chairman wanted the best man for the job but no man was perfect. Hiroki doubted that Ohayou would leave the family even if he learned to be a good star manager. "Sir, as much as I want to help, I am tired of being his punching bag and cleaning up after him. But I know you're not satisfied with my skills, so I will endeavorer to learn to be Tanaka-kun's manager and make him a star."
When Nezumi put the breakfast in front of them, Hiroki really didn't feel like eating even though it was probably better for him to do so. He just felt rather used. Not even a thank you just here's your next assignment and maybe one day you'll satisfy me enough to do this job.
-:{------------------------------------------------No Sir!
...Where you Lead - that is the Path I Follow.
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 5:43 am
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do------------------------------------------------}:-  SHOU
No escaping when I start .traeh ruoy nwo I ni m'I ecnO
Beautiful Dreamer
"Well I think he can do it." Shou said with a nod even before Michi could answer. "Anyone spending that long around my partner has a lot of stamina. You just need a little help getting over the first hurdle."
Michi laughed, "I...well I think I can do it but to be honest I don't know exactly what I am getting into. I mean I've seen backstage and I've seen the glamour but the work beyond that is tough. I know its not all dress up for interviews and such. We went by my place to drop me off last night and media was swarming my house. They are faster than rabbits."
Shou grinned a little then leaned against Hayato and let his eyes drift to the HDTV, "You'll be fine. Narcissus knows the industry. He's better than a manager when it comes to this. He's not going to let you fall as long as you do your part." Seemed like Shou was becoming distracted again by the movies. But he did answer Hayato's thoughts, "Oh yes, that we can do. A party just to help Michi! We could make our own food for a change!"
Of course, a long ways away, the Hamu blinked...Shou cooking? Ut oh..
Yes he could cook, however, the man needed....supervision! When he next teleconference with Yuuji, he would have to advise it.
-:{------------------------------------------------Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment
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