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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 9:17 pm
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~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~ ~( Try again ) Nando datte~ ~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"Naoko...you're worrying about too many things at once. Yes, I got a little hurt...but such a shock would make anyone a little...off. Sai probably just doesn't have a phone right now. You, however, do need to just rest for a while. I'll call Yamada-san and find out what I can." Ryu smiled, tucking Naoko into the bed as he lay the man down.
Walking out of the room, the vocalist headed into the kitchen and got out a bottle of water, sipping at it slowly. His lip hurt, as well as his arms, but he ignored it. Poor Naoko...he was so out of it now. It was a sad sight.
Picking up the phone, he called the number for Yamada Haru, hoping the man might know something he didn't.
~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~ ~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~ ~Shinjiau koto....~ ~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:26 am
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:35 am
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 12:16 pm
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 12:59 pm
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 1:06 pm
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~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~ ~( Try again ) Nando datte~ ~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"Thank you, Yamada-san. You're brilliant, as always. That was just what I needed to hear. I'll tell him as much, and hopefully that will put things in perspective for him." Ryu half-smiled to himself, thankful that he had spoken to the man about the situation. He had been too stressed and overwhelmed to come through with such smart words on his own.
"Me? Oh, uh.....well....I guess I'm doing fine." the vocalist puttered for a moment, not sure what to say. He couldn't exactly tell the man that Naoko had developed some sort of hellish split-personality and had dug holes in his arms and nearly bitten off his lower lip, could he? But he did know that it would be obvious, for at least several days, that he had hurt his lip.
"I, um...bit my lip when Naoko fainted from hearing the news. Trying to catch him. It's a bit swollen and bloody, but it'll heal. Accidents happen." he lied, just so he didn't look like he was trying to hide something, he hoped. He also hoped that what he said didn't sound like as much of a lie as it was.
~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~ ~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~ ~Shinjiau koto....~ ~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 1:20 pm
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 3:44 pm
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 5:05 pm
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 9:50 pm
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"But there's the chance they're not dead." Akihiko replied, hovering over Jun since the man had pulled him down onto the bed. "There's a chance, Hayato-san... they could be alive and struck or trapped or..." he shook his head, as if something hurt.
But then Narcissus looked into Hayato's eyes and smirked sadly.
"You've got nothing? When I was disowned by my grandfather... I had no one. No one would even let me stay at their place. I lost my status, lost my money and my fame... and no one wanted anything to do with me because I couldn't GIVE them anything anymore. But Izzy... Izzy took me in, Hayato-san. I had passed out in the rain outside his apartment and when I woke up, I was in his bed. Warm... cared for... and... and the last thing I said to him was so... so unlike the real me. Like someone else was saying it but... I hurt him, Hayato-san. I ripped his heart out for my own pride... and he was, in the end, the only person who really ever gave a damn about me."
Carefully, Akihiko reached out one hand, wiping the tears from Hayato's cheeks. "I understand that loneliness... and... I can give you something to hold on to. But I'm not Shou-san... and you're not Izzy. But for the sake of your sanity... my own sanity too... I just can't say no..."
After all, Narcissus had rejected Izzy outright. Why wouldn't screwing someone else be as fun as it had been in the past? The young Koyasu had no reason to think it wouldn't be.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 7:02 am
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~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~ ~( Try again ) Nando datte~ ~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
Ryu put the phone down and just stood there for a while. Part of him was oddly afraid of going back into the bedroom, afraid of what he might find there. Would it be his Naoko, or the other Naoko? He just didn't know what to expect anymore. Sure, the medication helped, but it didn't completely negate the wild personality swings, apparently.
Steeling his resolve, the vocalist slowly walked back to the bedroom, stepping halfway in the door to check out the situation.
"Naoko?" he called softly, gazing over at the blond on the bed, "I just spoke to Yamada-san. He said not to worry, everything is under control."
~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~ ~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~ ~Shinjiau koto....~ ~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 7:30 am
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I can no longer return to those days free of bloodshed These deep scars rooted within me will not disappear...
"A chance? I wish I could take comfort in that thought...but the chance...it's...it's so small I can't even imagine it...." Jun choked, trying to make the thought leave his mind. Somehow the idea of Shou trapped and suffering, slowly dying even, was far worse than the thought that he were already dead.
Silently, he listened to what Narcissus had to say. So much regret in those words...so much of the same emptiness that he had felt off and on throughout his life. It was heartbreaking, really, to hear such a story. Izzy Lucky really was a one-in-a-million sort of man. Good, kind-hearted, a diamond in the rough. It pained him even more to remember what he had done to that man. If he had known then what he knew now...but it had been done, and there was no taking it back. He'd have to live with that until he atoned for it, died, or went even more mad from his own sins.
Narcissus was offering him kindness, and warmth. That was what he wanted, really. A distraction, comforting closeness more than sex itself. If he could drown himself in this for a while, then perhaps some of the pain would subside, at least until it was over.
"No...you're not Shou. And I am by no means a good enough person to come close to Izzy...but for a while, we are all that we've got..." Bringing his hands to the other's hips, Jun slowly brought Narcissus down to his side so that they were lying, facing each other on the bed. The blue-eyed man was stunningly beautiful. A different sort of beautiful than what he was used to, with Shou. A less delicate beauty, but gorgeous. Part of him wanted to imagine that it was Shou lying beside him, but the thought hurt more than it helped. What he had to do was put his mind outside of the situation, and just...cope. This was the only drug they had to ease the pain, after all.
Pulling Narcissus to him, Jun held the man close, his hands slowly stroking the vocalist's back for a while as he grew accustomed to being so close to the other. Slowly, he began kissing along the star's neck, sliding his leg in between Narcissus' legs, moving carefully, taking his time to feel out the other's reactions. If they were going to do this, they may as well do it graciously. Nobody else would show them any kindness at the moment, so they owed as much to one another.
Hide it, Hide it Hide me...
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 7:47 am
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"Oh, I see. Well, that makes absolute sense. I'm happy to come along and assist." Nezumi spouted, phone in one hand as the other sifted through papers, trying to get what he would need from the office together before he had to run out the door. But then Koyasu-sama told him what his assignment would be...and hung up on him. He....would be managing Narcissus?
Holy s**t....
For a moment, the mouse stood there, staring at the window. He was up pretty high. Maybe...if he just closed his eyes and jumped....it would be less painful that managing the chairman's grandson. After a few seconds of contemplating his own death, Nezumi sighed. He might have actually been able to go through with it if he hadn't been so aware of how badly the company actually needed him right now. He hadn't been needed, really, for a while. Not to mention...if he died, then there would never be a chance with Hiroki. That alone gave the mouse enough will to live that he would willingly let himself be thrown to the wolf that was Narcissus. Of course, he was sure that the star would be even more impossible to deal with after what he had been through, and he mentally prepared himself for the high likelihood that he would soon have a broken nose of his own. Well....he'd try to make everything as worthwhile as he could. Grabbing his briefcase, Nezumi pushed his glasses up on his nose and darted out the door, heading straight to the airport to meet Koyasu-sama and Hiroki.
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