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 Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 3:51 pm
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Blue eyes, churning like the depths of the sea itself, looked up at Jun. "Not my fault?" Narcissus asked, his voice low and lethal as he spoke. "Exactly how, Hayato-san, is this not my fault? I didn't cause the earthquake. I didn't cause the tsunami. But I AM THE ******** REASON those two were on the beach in the first place!"
Rolling his eyes, Akihiko sighed, "I... I just... It's my fault they went to dinner. If I hadn't been such an unpredictable a**, this would never have happened!"
Course... technically... if you really wanted to go back... if Izo hadn't hired Hayato to screw with Izzy... if Hayato hadn't screwed with Narcissus afterward... then Akihiko's memory would have been intact and he never would have had his post-show accident and then there would never have been the need to go on a vacation in the first place.
Then again, Narcissus still would have worked closely with Shou and there was the slight chance that a vacation would have still come about from that relationship itself.
Hindsight... never a good thing.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 3:57 pm
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It felt like he was swimming... pulling himself from the water and, upon breaking the surface, seeing the world clearly for the first time in a long time.
Naoko's amber eyes flickered open and he looked up at the violinist hovering above him. "Ryu-kun?" the pianist whispered, shaking his head slightly. "Where... where am I? Weren't we at work?" he smiled slightly. "Don't tell me I dreamt all that... would be a shame too cause the music was so gorgeous but..." Oumori winced, moving a hand up to his head. "Ii... iie..." he blinked a few times, trying to clear his mind.
But it hurt...
His head was hurting so badly...
But why...
How...
Had he forgotten something?
Something important...
Something...
Something...
Amber eyes flashed with fear and Naoko sat up, looking at Ryu. "Please... please tell me it was a dream, Ryu-kun... don't... don't tell me he... he's..." another wince and Naoko closed his eyes, head in his hands as he fought with the pain. "Iie.... iie.... it was better... I was better! Iie...."
It felt like something was banging on the inside of his skull... hard.
Screaming to be let out.
Clawing and tearing and biting and...
Suddenly, Naoko reached out, grabbing Ryu by the collar, and a large chunk of his hair, and pulling him close. "Sai's dead... isn't he?" the blond asked in a nearly hissed whisper.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 4:09 pm
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Nezumi had had the most wonderful evening with Hiroki. Eating and flirting, shopping and flirting, chatting and watching TV....and flirting.
Nothing had been too bold or outright...but there had been a very obvious vibe going on by the end of the night.
As much as he wanted to stay up and spend time with his boss, he knew he needed to turn in for the night.
After he excused himself, he retired to the guest bedroom and read up on a few things, managing the paperwork he needed to do for the next day before he showered and went to sleep.
The next day found the mouse waking up bright and early. Once he was dressed, he headed out into the living room and called out for Hiroki, asking what he would like for breakfast. Finding that the man wasn't there, he knew right away that something was amiss.
Turning on the TV confirmed that for him. Sighing, he shook his head. This was a nightmare, to say the least. Still, it couldn't be helped.
A knock came at the door and Nezumi answered it, finding it to be Hiroki's driver. Grabbing his files and briefcase, the manager rushed out the door and right in to work, not bothering to eat.
Once at Ohayou, he headed straight for his office and picked up the phone, dialing Chairman Koyasu straight away. It was time to get his orders, after all.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 4:27 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...
"Because....it's all my fault." Jun said simply, his eyes seeming glassy and dim.
"If I hadn't pissed you off....then maybe...and....I...I....I hurt Izzy Lucky."
It was a confession, of everything he had done. An admission that he had been the one who had kidnapped and tortured the manager. Hayato had become practically suicidal by this point, and willingly blurted it out, maybe hoping deep down that Narcissus would just end him so he might be able to be with Shou again.
Luckily for Jun, though, he wasn't coherent. What it sounded like he was saying is that he blamed himself for Izzy being gone and getting swept away, that he felt he had hurt Izzy by riling up Narcissus at the club. It was, in it's own way, a lucky break for the mourning vocalist.
"Shou...oh Shou...I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry..." he wrapped his arms around himself and rocked back and forth, not even sure what he was saying or doing.
Little brother...you're so pretty when you cry... he heard a voice coming from somewhere in the room. A terrifying, familiar voice.
"No..." Hayato whispered, curling in on himself even tighter.
It was beginning to become apparent that the musician had come undone.
Hide it, Hide it
Hide me...
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 4:31 pm
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:33 pm
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:48 pm
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 ~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"You don't know he's dead! It's just an assumption! There hasn't even been enough time to make a statement like that, Naoko. I understand you're upset, and scared....and I'm scared too. Do you think for a second that my heart wouldn't break if your brother were gone? It would! But we can't give up hope. Not yet...not until there's a well founded reason to."
Ryu slowly approached his lover, arms open wide in a comforting gesture.
"You can't be hidden, ok? Because I'm always going to be here, and I'm always going to find you, no matter what. Shhhh....cry all you need to, but we're going to be ok....and something tells me your brother is going to be just fine, too." he soothed, wrapping his arms around the distraught, disjointed man.
~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:56 pm
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The second that Ryu touched him, Naoko moved.
His body turned, lithe fingers grasping onto the violinist's arms hard enough to dig his nails into the other man's pale skin, blood welling up.
"You can't help him, you know... we're ******** insane after all... But he does love you... guess that means I love you too, huh?" the blond asked before roughly kissing Ryuukaze.
Course he didn't stop there... because he also bit the violinist's lip enough to draw blood. Pulling back, Naoko licked the blood from his lips.
"Mmmm... you taste like you're trying to be strong for him... don't you hate me? I want to rip you apart, you know... and I could... I could do it so very... very..." he leaned forward, his lips against Ryu's ear. "Easily...."
Laughing, he let Ryuukaze go and took a few steps back. "But ah hope... you want him to keep hope... hope hope hope hope hope... He doesn't like hope, you know... it's never worked well for him. He always hoped someone would save him from Hayato... hoped that his brother would come back to him after abandoning him... hoped that Hayato would stay in a coma... hoped that you wouldn't be dead." Naoko tilted his head to the side. "No wait, that one actually worked... oh and he hoped that Hayato and Sai weren't screwing each other like bunnies... but that one failed. Seems like our luck with hope is very very grim, lover."
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:08 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...
Jun gazed up at Narcissus as the man stood over him. Though he were a large and potentially menacing man, Hayato's dark eyes were those of a child, the eyes of a frightened young boy, with the wavering, unstable appearance of someone who had been through far more than they could bear.
Look, little brother...he's angry. He probably wants to hurt you. You'd like that, wouldn't you, little brother? You deserve it. It's all you're good for, my little Jun-Jun. Let him. Pretend he's me. Make him hurt you. the voice spoke to him, echoing around the room and in his head.
Leaning forward, the long-haired man wrapped his arms around the others waist, his face pressed to Narcissus' belly. Whether it provoked the vocalist or not, Jun didn't care. He wanted the voice to stop. Wanted his brother to leave him alone. Hayato was dead, wasn't he? He had killed him! Why wouldn't he go away? Why wouldn't this all just go away?
Hide it, Hide it
Hide me...
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:27 pm
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~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
It hurt. Yes, it hurt, terribly so. Still, Ryu didn't strike back or try to escape, though he couldn't help but yelp and wince as he was grabbed and his lip was bitten.
"No...I...ah...I don't hate you. If you're a part of my Naoko, then I love you just the same." he spoke as though he were talking to an entirely separate entity, which seemed to be how this version of Naoko viewed himself, almost.
"If you really want to rip me apart, then have at it. If you think that will make anything better." the vocalist whispered before the blond stepped away. Reaching up, he brought his fingers to his lip and felt how badly he was bleeding. It was dripping down his shirt. It must have been a bad bite...he could feel his lip swelling. He would look a mess from this.
"Even if hope is a slim chance, you can't just give up on it. Please...just come here, baby." he held his arms open again, beckoning for Naoko to come to him. It was all he knew to do for his lover...just love him. It was all he could do, other than have Naoko locked up. That...likely wouldn't work out well for either of them, and he couldn't bear the thought of hurting Naoko more by having him caged like an animal.
~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:41 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...
Narcissus was well founded in giving Jun that look. He had, after all, gone mad.
What Jun saw, though, when he looked up at Narcissus, was his brother, Hayato, yelling at him and pushing him away. It was only a flash, though, before he realized it was indeed his fellow musician and not his deceased tormentor.
Oh, he pushed you. Big deal. You know you want more than a push. You deserve to be hurt. Make him hurt you, Jun-Jun. You're so beautiful when you're in pain.... the voice commanded.
Perhaps he should just obey. It would make everything better, wouldn't it? It would make it all go away...
"You're beautiful when you're angry, though...but you know that, right?" Hayato whispered darkly, crawling across the bed toward Narcissus...no, his brother....no, it was Narcissus.
"Can't we just forget? For now? Drink all the beer we can stand and just...make it all go away?" he laughed a mad laugh, the sort of broken laugh you would expect to hear in a mental ward.
I don't want to be like this...I just want Shou. I just...need to get out of here. What's going on? Shou can't really be dead. I can't do this. I can't go on...but no, I have to. What would Shou want? the sane part of Jun's mind chimed in, but the madness was too loud in his head for him to hear it.
"I don't ******** know what to do, Narcissus..." he sobbed for a moment, then grabbed the man and kissed him hard on the lips.
Hide it, Hide it
Hide me...
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