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 Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 12:08 pm
I can no longer return to those days free of bloodshed
These deep scars rooted within me will not disappear...
 "Matsumoto?....oh, please don't let him take me...." Hayato found himself speaking before he even realized what he was saying. It had been a knee-jerk, gut reaction for him to want to flee the man. If Matsumoto was coming for him, and Shou was dead...he hated to think of the lonely, grim fate that awaited him at his chairman's hands. Sure, he doubted anything too bad would happen...but he'd probably be put back to work as Izo's "handy-man", made to do all the dirty things he used to enjoy doing, things Matsumoto didn't want to dirty his own hands with. He was terrified of the thought, and the way his voice sounded in those few words said as much. "Gomen...I....I'm just not ready to leave here. I...need time to cope...to deal with the things that have happened, and I know he will want me to go home immediately, and likely get right back to work. Forgive me for seeming so odd...I've just been so overwhelmed." Jun tried to even himself out, explain away his little outburst. Still...it had sounded suspicious. Not many stars would react in such a seemingly frightened way when told of their boss's arrival. Hide it, Hide it
Hide me...
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 12:31 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 sat there and looked at Akihiko not surprised by the words but still they bothered the therapist, "I don't know what you're going to try to do Akihiko. A lot of crap's happened. And seriously, you've been through the wringer. I'm really trying to do the right things for you and for myself."
"Why? Because he cares about you. Parents are like that even if their kids are troublemakers and they don't see eye to eye. No parent wants their child to pass before them. Its got to be hard for him to think that he's almost lost you a few times." It was the right answer as far as Michi knew. And he wouldn't coat the words with sugar to fit Akihiko's opinion of the man.
"Just your manager? Sure, you can say that out loud and maybe I can take a few lies thrown in my face even if you can't accept the same thing returned. I'll let you be a hypocrite today. But I'll tell you, you're lying and I know it. Ishi-san made you smile and yeah, you'll focus on your music again. But if you forget how he made you feel, I'll smack it back into your head. You better keep some him in your heart, Akihiko because the music you put out in the time you knew him was the best you've ever created." Michi laid it out as he saw it and there was no bones about it, Akihiko's words had surely stung him more than once. He couldn't let Akihiko run from this...like he ran from other things. No this wouldn't happen on Michi's watch.
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your smile and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 6:53 pm
"Why the hell would I forget him?!" blue eyes locked onto Michi, a spark of the old Narcissus there.
He was angry at the mere thought.
Pissed that his friend, his therapist, would even think he could forget Izzy Lucky...
"I'm trying to move on, damn it! I'm trying! I'm trying to keep myself in one damn piece! I'm scared, Michi! Damn it all I'm scared out of my mind! For Izzy, for Shou, for myself... Don't tell me you understand. Don't you DARE tell me that." Akihiko hissed, rage coursing through his body as he sat there, fists clenched around the sheets. "I loved him... I loved him and this... this," he pointed to his head. "I pushed him away!!! I pushed him away and I don't even know why! How many people reject the person they love because their brain is ******** up, huh?!"
Sighing, Narcissus ran his fingers through his hair, trying to calm down... trying, just not to cry.
He couldn't cry.
Not anymore.
Not again...
"I've loved two people in my life, Michi... and I lost them both. So don't you dare tell me you know how I feel or that it'll get better or any of that other s**t... because it's just empty words. Words that hold no meaning to me."
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 7:33 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..
Well at least THAT lit a fire back under Akihiko's a**. But some of it made even the milder therapist a little peeved. "Look here...moving on and proclaiming that you want to stop remembering him is two different things. Don't get me wrong when the time is right, yeah you've got to move on but to become all distant and weak faced isn't the world you got to live in to do that." Michi had a serious frown on his face but he wasn't about to let his friend become Mr. Mope.
"And by the way, you're not the only one scare to death here. We just went through some serious hell. I almost lost my life out there. I'm scared for everyone especially those we haven't found yet." he said firmly as he stood his ground.
But then he paused for a moment his face softening and felt the gravity of Akihiko's confession. One that had been so long coming but should have been told to a different man. "Hey, Akihiko..." He put his arms around the man and just held him tenderly, "Yeah, I know you loved him. I'm glad you finally figured it out too. I'm sorry...god I wish there was something I could do. Honestly. But don't become a shell of a man from loss. Become the better man, Akihiko. Izzy's always going to be....here." He patted Akihiko's chest then continued, "Mmhmmph...It will get better. Life has a way of healing every wound over time. Right now that seems impossible and I bet after your first love...fell through you thought the same thing then. But Izzy came along right? So you can't say it won't get better."
He pulled away and held Akihiko's two shoulders looking him straight in the face. "It's not empty words. You're my best friend. I'm not going to lie about that."
Sometimes Michi wished he could have taken Izzy's place. The sadness in Akihiko's blue eyes were filled with tsunami of loss. He doubted the memories of these days would ever be lost to the man but Michi was determined not to let Akihiko become hollow. It might be an uphill battle but Izzy would never have wanted to see Akihiko like this. Or maybe...well maybe he would have just to hear the words, "I loved him." That part in itself depressed Michi. Words the megame-clad manager probably would never hear.
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your smile and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 7:50 pm
For a long moment, Aki simply observed Hayato. The man's body language... the way he reacted to his own words... how he back tracked.
While, no doubt what the musician said was true... Koyasu Aki knew it wasn't the entire story.
Fear.
Matsumoto Izo instilled fear in pretty much everyone he held a contract with most of the time, at least from what Yuuji had been able to uncover. It was part of why they were fighting so damn hard to keep Izo's hands off of Ohayou to begin with.
Aki wouldn't let his employees be intimidated or held back.
But the chairman smiled, "Not at all. Your logic is quite sound, I assure you, Hayato-san. You need time to deal, to mourn, not jump right back into work. Especially if that's now how you would normally go through a grieving process. My grandson on the other hand will probably want to have a pen in hand as soon as he wakes up from the surgery. That's his coping mechanism. Everyone does things their own way, after all." his smile remained. Warm... grandfatherly... and beyond anything completely serious and kindhearted. "You'll let me know if you need anything, yes? I'll be sure to speak with Matsumoto-san myself... let him know that you're wanting to take some time off. After all, I'm betting you'll want to accompany Yuuji when he goes out to search again tomorrow, am I right?"
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 7:53 pm
Warm arms wrapped around Chiyou. "Do you want to go out for breakfast?" Nakai asked in a soft whisper, his lips tenderly kissing the top of the younger man's head. "Anything you want... my treat. You can even have fried chicken if that's what you need." there was a gentle tease in the man's words.
He knew he needed to get Chiyou out of the house and away from the news. Distract him as best he could.
"I got a text last night from Yuuji. I thought not to tell you but... well they rescued Narcissus and Hayato. Took them to the hospital. Seems Hayato's fine but Narcissus is undergoing some CAT scans for his head, just to be safe." the guitarist spoke, hoping that tiny bit of news might cheer up the 'kid'.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 7:56 pm
Smiling softly, amber eyes focused up on Ryu from behind his glasses. "He'll be even more proud if we can rake in a lot of donations." Naoko added, cracking his knuckles before letting the tips of his fingers caress the ivory keys.
Playing the piano soothed him... mind and body...
As long as he was focused on the notes, on the music and the melody... he could forget his worry for Sai.
Could forget that sinking feeling that perhaps... his dear dear brother... lay dead or dying halfway around the world...
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 8:01 pm
I can no longer return to those days free of bloodshed
These deep scars rooted within me will not disappear...
Somehow, Jun felt incredibly comforted as he looked at Koyasu Aki, observed the man's warm smile and took in his kind words. Would this man really look out for him like that? What had he done to earn such from the man? Matsumoto would have taken advantage of someone who showed such weakness...but this man...he seemed to really be offering help. "Yes, sir...I will let you know if there's anything..." he agreed, though his tone said he would rather not impose on the man. He felt like...like he was taking advantage of him somehow if he accepted too much. Besides...he still remembered what he had done to Izzy Lucky. He deserved to be lynched by Koyasu Aki, Narcissus, and the rest of the Ohayou team, if anything. For a moment, fear crossed Hayato's gaze again as the Ohayou leader said he would speak with Izo. To have him do that on his behalf...well, he felt it was dangerous, though he wasn't precisely sure why. "You don't have to speak to Matsumoto-san about that, Koyasu-san. Though...yes, I would very much like to go out with Yuuji-san tomorrow." he spoke carefully. It was a roundabout way for him to say 'stay away from Izo, but thank you for providing me with an out'. Hide it, Hide it
Hide me...
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 8:07 pm
kawaita tsumori ame ga tsuzunaku katari kakeru namida wa seijaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeruHideki's gut twisted at the thought of fried chicken. "Iie. No fried chicken. No pizza, macaroni and cheese, burgers....none of it. No American foods, please. I can't...it just..." It reminded him of Ishi, is what it was. Those were all things he never really ate before he met the man, but things he had come to love as they worked together...became friends, family...as Chiyou fell in love. "I just want some...some yakisoba, maybe." a more traditional comfort food might suit him better. Something cheap and warming. "Yuuji? Ah...I see. I'm...glad to hear Hayato-san is well, and...I hope Akihiko is alright..." he tried to smile, to be happy for the survivors. To say it wasn't hard for him would be a lie, though. As much as he had come to love Akihiko in a big-brother sort of fashion...in the back of his mind, he wished it had been him instead of Ishi. Anyone instead of Ishi.... He would even give himself, if it would somehow bring Ishi Ruki back. karada o tsutau ame ni furueru awai omoi guren no yuuwaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 8:32 pm
Secrets... were pretty much impossible to hide.
Even from Koyasu Aki.
Maybe... especially from him.
His information network was skilled... almost as if he had his own team of ninjas working behind the scenes.
Or...
Maybe just one ninja...
"I'm sure Yuuji will appreciate the help and the company." Aki spoke with that same warm smile. "And of course, if you'd rather I not bring it up with Matsumoto-san, then I'll let you discuss it with him at your leisure. But I was serious, Hayato-san. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask. You've been through enough these last few days. The least I can do for you keeping my grandson company is make sure you're comfortable while we're here."
He felt like saying 'Unlike some men in this business, I enjoy looking out for my own or those I'm indebted to.' but he didn't.
After all, Aki knew quite well that Hayato had issues with Matsumoto.
But he also knew how to move a man on a board... and having Hayato with Yuuji was putting the musician right where the chairman needed him.
Away from Akihiko.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 8:51 pm
"Okay... Yakisoba then. How about some Melon Pan too?" Nakai asked, running his fingers through Chiyou's hair as he tried to talk the young man into going to eat. "I... I wish I could give you better news, Hi-chan..." the man whispered. "Really... Man, I bet Naoko and Ryuukaze are worried sick about Shou-san... So many people we know have been hurt by this... it's horrible."
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 9:04 pm
"Fell through?"
Those were the only words which Akihiko had actually reacted to.
He'd heard the others... had nearly broken down and cried right there in Michi's arms.
But then those two simple words...
Instead of anger, which would have been the predictable response... Narcissus smiled sadly.
"My first love... I'm going to tell you something only ojisan and Yuuji know, Michi. You... you say I'm your best friend so... please... keep it a secret." Akihiko spoke, reaching up and taking Michi's hands off his shoulders. He held one of those hands, his thumb idly tracing the back of the other man's hand. "When I was younger... I had a twin sister. As... as wrong as this sounds... I loved her. I loved her with every fiber of my being. My entire world... revolved around her. She started taking piano so... I started too. Our... our sensei was from Australia so, naturally, he spoke a lot of English. He was maybe... seventeen at the time? Yuriko and I started playing the piano when we were seven... but after we turned ten... sensei started separating our practices. He said it wasn't healthy... for us to be together all the time. Otousan worked for Ojisan... Okaasan for our aunt and so no one was really around for me except Yuriko and Yuuji. One day, Yuuji and I were on the way home. We'd gone down the street, to the combini, just to get some manga magazines... you know, pass the time until my piano lesson. Yuuji liked to listen to me play... I... think he still does but... when we got home..." Akihiko averted his blue gaze, pausing as he tried to explain. "Our sensei had.... had done things... horrible things and... Yuriko was dead. Here's this man who I trusted like a parent and... he killed my sister. My twin. It was like... she was a part of me, Michi. He ran. Sensei just took off... and then a week later, after Yuriko's funeral, he came back and... my parents were at the house. I was at ojisan's because I just couldn't stand to be there without Yuriko... and sensei burned my house to the ground. Burned it... himself... my parents... alive. I lost my family, Michi. Yuuji... Yuuji says I changed after there. How could I not? Ten years old and everyone I loved was murdered... But then Izzy..." he sighed, having been so very close to a sob. "Izzy opened my heart, you know? I'd walled myself off for so long... afraid of losing someone dear to me again and... well... I have, haven't I?"
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 9:05 pm
I can no longer return to those days free of bloodshed
These deep scars rooted within me will not disappear...
Why couldn't every man be like Koyasu Aki, Jun pondered for a moment. He couldn't help but envy Narcissus. What he would give to have a grandfather like that...or even a living grandfather, at this point in his miserable life. Narcissus...the grandson of such a kind, charitable man, who was suffering and in ill health....it made him think. He knew about what Matsumoto Izo wanted with Ohayou...and he knew what came with the territory of the man who, essentially, owned him. Looking all around the waiting room as though he were paranoid, he leaned over, close to the chairman. "Thank you again..." he smiled, half-hugging the man in a very American sort of gesture. The hug was meant to be for appearances, more than anything, as it gave him a convenient position to say what he felt so compelled to say. In a hushed tone, he whispered, "Please...don't let Matsumoto Izo anywhere near Narcissus when he arrives in Hawaii. He...well...he just...isn't good with people, believe it or not. He would probably upset your grandson. I'm sure he would want to speak to him, if I know him like I think I do...but...don't let it happen. I'd...hate to see Narcissus in any more pain and distress than he's already in." Jun said it all as though his boss were just prone to impolite comments and speaking without thinking, though he meant far more. He knew Izo liked to poke and prod at exposed nerves. Screwing with people in pain was a hobby to him, of that Hayato was sure. And what with Matsumoto seeking to dominate Ohayou, he'd surely attempt something to stir things up. Even if he didn't, it was better to be forewarned of possibilities. Jun had been absolutely sincere in what he said, though. He didn't want to see Narcissus hurt anymore. They shared the same sort of pain, the same scars...and...since he couldn't do anything to repair the damage he had done to Izzy Lucky, he could at least look after the man Izzy had loved. Izzy would want that. Shou...would want that. Hide it, Hide it
Hide me...
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 9:16 pm
kawaita tsumori ame ga tsuzunaku katari kakeru namida wa seijaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru"Melon pan?" Chiyou repeated, feeling a bit empty, both physically and emotionally. "Yeah...sure. Why not?" he shrugged, pushing himself weakly up from the bed. "Let's...let's just...go somewhere, ok? I can't...I can't stand to talk about it anymore. I don't even want to think about it. I'm...sorry if I'm being demanding, and I know I'm being troublesome...I just...I don't know. Let's go eat." karada o tsutau ame ni furueru awai omoi guren no yuuwaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 9:25 pm
Of course, the perfect gentleman, Aki returned the half-hug.
However, his voice was soft, a whisper meant only for Hayato's ears... and for his ears alone.
"You've nothing to worry about... Jun." the Ohayou chairman spoke carefully. "The last thing I want in this world is for Izo to be anywhere near my grandson... ever... again."
Pulling back, Aki still held the same smile. "If you want to get some rest, we've got a few suites rented at the hotel across the street. Just tell them you were sent by Koyasu Aki and you'd like a room key. You need to get some sleep while you can, Hayato-san."
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