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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 4:39 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...
"Naoko...I have to do...what I have to do. As much as...as much as I wish it didn't have to be this way...it does. Things are far more complicated than you realize and...well, I'd prefer not to go into it. You already think me a monster...which, when it comes down to it, I am, it seems. Even when I try not to be...it's just...far too late for my redemption. All I can do is try and get you out of this. You have to understand, Naoko...things could...no, they will...become very bad if you, Shou, and Ryuukaze stick around. Not to mention...the more you're around me, the more likely things are to go south. As far as You is concerned...he's not at all what he seems. He's one of Izo's men...a very, very dangerous man, if Izo sets him on someone. He...he and I have met. Let's just leave it at that, ok?"
Letting go of Naoko, Jun fell back on the bed and stretched out, gazing up at the ceiling. Somehow, it kind of felt good to say these things, to do what he was doing. In a way, it was getting a huge weight off of his shoulders...but he knew an even heavier weight would fall down on them to take it's place. So very soon, too.
"Yes, kitten. I always have, and I always will. Same as I love your dear brother. That's the reason why things have to change. You're both going to have to leave me behind, but it's for your own good. You have Ryu, and Sai...Shou...he'll find happiness. As for me...well, I don't know what will become of me...but I'm not going to be afraid of it anymore. I've been digging my grave for years, and I'm not going to take anyone else down in it with me. Am I making sense, beautiful?" A sad smile graced the vocalist's usually cold features as he continued to look at the ceiling. He couldn't say for sure how much of a heart he really had...but there was something still half-warm inside him. The embers left from his love with Shou. A warmth he knew he would likely lose, over time.
Hide it, Hide it Hide me...
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 4:39 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 5:16 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...
"Sweet, innocent little Naoko...." Jun chuckled, bringing his hands to the blond's hips as the pianist straddled him.
"Even corrupted by me, you're still the sweetest kitten ever born. I don't think you understand what the problem is, though. I suppose I have to tell you, then. Ohayou won't accept Shou if I have anything to do with him. For a very good reason, too. I'm responsible for what happened to Izzy Lucky, you see. I damaged that manager so terribly, on Izo's order. I was also responsible for what happened to Narcissus....though...I don't really remember doing that. Don't know why, either. But...Koyasu-san, the Ohayou Chairman, he found out about me. Has me on video, even. I...told him I was sorry...but, well, sorry doesn't make up for the things I did. I don't have a choice, you see. This has to be the way I say. It's better for Shou to have a broken heart than to be hurt by Izo, is it not? You know what the man is capable of. One little slip, and he could snatch your brother up and drain the life out of him...so my hands are tied, my kitten. This is the punishment I have earned."
Rolling over, he pinned Naoko beneath him and kissed his neck lovingly once, twice, a third time, before nuzzling against the blond.
"I'm sorry, kitten. Really, I am...but things will be just fine. Don't be angry. You know how cute you look when you're angry. Little....tease..." Jun chuckled, leaning in and kissing those perfect pink lips.
Hide it, Hide it Hide me...
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 5:36 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...
His heart was fluttering, thudding so hard in his chest as he listened to Naoko's words. He really had turned his kitten into something else, and, while he regretted it...he really couldn't help but somehow find it beautiful, as if it were a sign of the love they had shared...however twisted it was.
"Because, Naoko...I ******** said so." Hayato answered, voice thick and deep as he swallowed hard. It was an order and a request at the same time.
"Now...don't....you...dare...question me...again..." his lips quivered as he whispered the words, drifting closer and closer to Naoko with each breath until their lips met again, except this time he grabbed for the blond's shirt, unbuttoning it quickly and pushing it off the pianist's shoulders to feel his kitten's warm skin in his fit of unbridled lust.
Hide it, Hide it Hide me...
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 6:04 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...
Kisses peppered the pianist's neck and shoulders as the vocalist let himself become intoxicated in Naoko's scent and feel. Something he'd not had in so long, but something that was still like a drug to him. His first love...you never got over your first love, especially when it was something as binding as the things they shared, twisted as they were.
"Oh, psh..." Jun laughed as he slid down and tickled Naoko's belly. "Just do what I said and stop complaining. The more you protest the more adorable you are though...so...maybe just keep it up." he laughed, tugging gently at the blond's waistband.
"I know I can't order you, though. so I suppose I should ask...kitten, may I?" he smiled and peeked up from beneath his eyelashes, asking permission from Naoko for whatever might, or might not, happen.
Hide it, Hide it Hide me...
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 6:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 6:11 pm
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"Damn it, Jun..." Naoko spoke, sighing as he lay there, his fingers gently running down the other man's shoulders and arms. "I'm not going to stop complaining. I'll protest until I'm blue in the face. You're just running away." The younger man had a valid point, after all. "You're running from what could be your happiness. If Ohayou doesn't want Shou because of you then ******** them. We can start our own label, can't we? I mean, I'm sure Yamada-san could easily head up the business division. We'll be out of SMASH and you and Shou can still be happy together." his fingers moved up until they were resting lightly against Jun's left cheek. "I don't always think things through... but I know that running isn't the answer."
When Hayato asked that all too personal question however, Naoko hesitated.
Sai had told him to be careful. But this wasn't the old Hayato they knew... this was Jun. Reformed. Turning over a new leaf.
What could it hurt.
With a slight smile, Naoko nodded, giving his consent.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:05 pm
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5 HOURS LATER...
"Damn it, Yuuji. That was ******** ridiculous!" Sitting down angrily in one of the larger seats on the private plane which belonged to Koyasu Aki, Narcissus crossed his arms over his chest. "Five hours?! We had to wait five hours to take off?!"
Coming in behind him, his cousin shrugged. "This place is a disaster zone, baka. It was the best I could do. They didn't even want to give us this slot to fly out but... well..."
From where he was sitting across the cabin, Aki crossed one leg over the other. "But Yuuji-kun had to ask me for the finances to grease a few palms so we could get off the ground. Of course I allowed it. Izzy Lucky and Shou-san are both far more important than a mere ten grand." already, the chairman of Ohayou had a glass of wine in one hand and he was sipping on it.
Doctor's orders, since wine was good for his heart.
Clad in khaki pants that were slightly baggy, brown almost cowboy-ish boots that sported untucked pant legs, and a white shirt sleeve shirt with a long sleeved blue and white checkered button up shirt over it, Akihiko was rather comfortable. It was all part of his plan to try and keep things simple so as not to garner the attention of the media. At least so they wouldn't point at him and say things like, 'How can he dress like that after what happened?!' and so on and so forth.
Shades in place over his eyes, Akihiko sighed. "It's still ridiculous. You've brought a ton of aid, ojisan. Back me up here, Michi-kun, Hiroki, Nezumi-san?" he looked over at the three in question.
(((OOC: Koy is wearing this, basically - http://taisetsugakuto.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/covercopy.jpg )))
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:56 pm
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