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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 6:51 pm
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"Look, I didn't exactly tell you this before you left but... I got Akihiko to eat. To really eat something." Yuuji spoke as they climbed into the limo. "Five minutes later, he threw it all up. He can't keep food down, I'm sure you of all people have noticed it. Hell, I even cooked from scratch! And I'm a damn good cook!"
Takagi was sending a text to Shou as the limo took them through the streets.
"I don't know where the little p***k has gone but he screwed up his chance with Shou... which means one thing. Akihiko doesn't care anymore. Have you... have you noticed anything else about him? I heard he got in a fight with Hiroki but I never learned what it was about. I mean, it's not uncommon for the two of them to fight like cats and dogs but..."
The text message read: Found Michi. Any idea where Hayato-san and Akihiko might have gone, Shou-san?
"He told me that he couldn't remember his songs lately. Even old ones that he'd written years ago... ones that should have been engraved in his mind. Then there are the headaches which aren't subsiding apparently..." Takagi sighed, pulling up an email on an ipad of the doctor's diagnosis just before Narcissus had been released from the hospital. "According to this, the headaches should start stopping. But they're not, right?" he sighed, trying to think. "Then there was him getting pissed at Izzy in the car... and now pissed at him again... I'd say Izzy was getting too close to Akihiko's inner barriers but that's not the case because he obviously didn't get angry on the plane... This didn't start until we landed..."
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 7:00 pm
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 7:22 pm
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 7:34 pm
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"Aki himself is already looking into a treatment for his grandson." Yuuji replied, his gaze lifting from the ipad and focusing on Michi. "I'd told him about the confession about his music. Apparently it comes and goes. Sometimes he can remember a song, and the next moment he can't. It's like... like a switch in his brain is being turned off... but the duration of the time that it's 'on' is getting shorter slowly..." the man bit his lip. "Look, I'll level with you, Michi-kun... Akihiko's got a problem. A big problem. I'm betting his not eating has to do with his body still craving that speedball effect... and having him run off on his own, when I hadn't even gotten to plant a tracking device on him yet, means he MAY be looking for that fix. I know, I know, it doesn't seem like something he'd do... but then again, screwing up this deal with Shou doesn't really seem like it either... especially when so much is riding on this."
He sent a text back; Try Hayato's cell if you can. We're driving around town... going to try and get the local police involved if we can. Keep it quiet though. I don't want you having to deal with the press during your vacation, Shou-san.
Takagi ran his fingers through his hair. "I know Akihiko better than anyone... this isn't like him. Something's wrong. Sure, he can be a huge b*****d... and a p***k... and an a**... and any other word you can come up with to describe someone like him... but he's getting angry for no reason... and I'm worried it has to do with his head trauma more than anything else. He's too... too random, even for him! If something in his fat head is swelling... maybe pushing against the anger centers of his brain?"
Sure, it was a long shot... but right now, that was the only theory Yuuji could go on.
"He was angry with Izzy the first time because Izzy spoke English to him. English pisses him off in general. But he snapped. Akihiko would have just brushed it off in annoyance... not literally snapped at the poor man! And if he did tell Izzy they weren't a couple..." Yuuji grew silent, not liking that idea. "No... they are a couple... Akihiko just doesn't realize it and Izzy's not going to force him to... man doesn't stand up for himself enough half the time, THOUGH right now I can hardly blame him... my cousins' as volatile as nitro glycerin at this point... But what set him off in the club?... Why would he do that... in front of a crowd no less!"
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 8:10 pm
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I can no longer return to those days free of bloodshed These deep scars rooted within me will not disappear...
"You could kill yourself very easily if you mess up even once. Get some bad drugs and you're dead. Accidentally take too much and you're dead. If someone had it out for you, they could slip you poison in disguise. I'm just saying. I used to be pretty heavy into the stuff myself. It was....my way of coping with things. Filling the hole inside myself. I've seen a lot of guys go down from it, too. It isn't pretty."
God, he didn't want to do this. He'd give anything to find a way out. Perhaps he could stall....make excuses or try to talk Narcissus into using a less harmful drug at the very least. Frankly, he was just trying to do what he knew Shou would want him to do. That...and he felt like he had to make up for something. He had a lot of bad karma to try and make up for, that was for sure.
"I totally understand what you're feeling, though. I've had something missing in me since I was very young, even. I've tried filling the emptiness with sex, drugs....control, in various forms. The only thing I managed to find that made things any better was, well, love." Jun went on talking, hoping something he had to say might, in some way, help the suffering vocalist.
Hide it, Hide it Hide me...
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 8:21 pm
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 8:22 pm
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 8:31 pm
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"I'm betting, if this IS all due to his head, that flying probably wasn't the greatest idea... cabin pressure and what not." Yuuji replied with a tired sigh. "Tanaka-san... this wasn't your fault. My cousin's a grown man who SHOULD be able to take care of himself... emphasis on 'should'. As for Lucky-san... well... Look, I honestly don't think Akihiko would physically harm him. Sure he had a few moments right out of the hospital where he did but... Look, on the plane... I watched them. I've been watching EVERYTHING Akihiko does. He was... gentle. Caring. Treating Izzy like it was the man's first time for crying out loud. Somewhere in there he loves his manager... but I think there's more s**t to deal with than even he can process and it's gotten lost along the way. He's not thinking straight."
For a moment, Takagi didn't say anything, mainly because he was on the phone to the police department, asking if they could lend their assistance. He described what Narcissus was wearing, obviously didn't give them a name, and told them that it was a matter of security and that he'd get the Japanese Embassy involved if he had to. Narcissus HAD to be found...
"When we get back, as much as you want to help him, Tanaka-san... you need to focus on your new career. I'll have my hands full playing permanent bodyguard to him and Izzy... even have my own special team I can put on the one I'm not personally watching. He isn't your problem, Michi. And, once he's found, he will be getting a CAT scan at the nearest hospital, just to make sure. If they have to crack his head open again, least he might go back to normal for a little while." sighing once more, the man closed his eyes.
"How is he when he's with you, Tanaka-san?"
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 8:32 pm
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 8:44 pm
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 8:52 pm
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 9:33 pm
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