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 Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:21 pm
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Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do------------------------------------------------}:- 
SAI
No escaping when I start .traeh ruoy nwo I ni m'I ecnO
Beautiful Dreamer
Sai saw the hot dog go soaring into his plate and he looked at Naoko then scolded him, "No throwing food. You're going to teach Ko some bad manners. Ko-kun please don't toss your food. Naoko is just a bit excited about the monkeys because he's really closely related to them. " The last bit was a joke but he figured he'd tease his brother, who was transforming into a kid bit by bit!
But Ko's attention was on the idea of white monkeys and rice with Naoko's grand performance.
His lips pulled to the side in a pout as if to agree with Naoko's words about the pancakes. However, the sudden movement of Naoko caused Ko to lurch back into the couch. It surprised him and he fretted pulling the comforter close and shrinking some.
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"It's ok Ko-kun. He's just excited. He didn't mean to scare you. Don't worry, were not going to hurt you." Sai said immediately trying to make sure that Ko wouldn't clam up after showing little signs of progress. "Naoko, please don't run in the house. You're scaring Ko-kun." He called out to his brother when he heard him coming back from the kitchen.
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Ko's foot stopped the bottle and his hand slide down to grasp it before pulling it up close to him. He popped it open and took a sip then set it aside and started eating again. This time without gulping but he still ate a little faster than normal for fear of losing the food. Maybe they would change their minds suddenly? But neither man did anything that evil. In fact, they were offering him more food?
His eyes lit up brightly when Naoko spoke of the pocky and as soon as it landed on the couch, Ko pulled himself closer to it and swiped it up quickly before returning to his previous spot. He set it aside and finished his bento first. then set the empty container with bottles in the contain on the car before using the RC to send the waste products over to Naoko.
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Sai did think as he watched Ko that someone had taught the boy good manners and to wait for dessert till after the meal. Amazing that the kid remembered those things at all. In the mean time, Sai got up very slowly after finishing his meal. I'm going to give Yamada-san a call so I'll be in the other room. Naoko, can you stay here with Ko. I'm sure he'll want to see the next movie soon and you're in charge of his bento."
Walking out, Sai picked up Shou's cell phone but then realized that it wasn't Shou's phone that he used to use. Carefully, he opened the phone and looked inside making sure it wasn't bugged before he'd make a call on it. Oh, he was very leary about how things worked with Smash. So anything new that he didn't recognized got scrutinized.
-:{------------------------------------------------Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment |
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:25 pm
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"Come here." Akihiko spoke softly, reaching out and pulling Izzy against him as he sat there.
Very gently, the musician kissed his lover's temple, both his arms wrapped around the man who understood.
The man who had given him a second chance.
The man... who seemed to be giving him anything he asked for.
Anything and everything...
Couldn't Narcissus give a little back?
"If you want me to see a psychologist, then I will. All you had to do was ask, Ruki." Akihiko whispered. "All you ever have to do is ask. It doesn't matter what it is. I told you, remember?"
He simply held Izzy against him for a long time. "It's you and me, Ishi Ruki." the musical prodigy spoke calmly. "I won't let you drown, remember? And that includes in a mountain of paperwork. Your going to take a nice long holiday and we'll let the PR men at Ohayou do their job. All I want from you, is for you to contact the police then sit back and lets things begin to move. When the scandal cracks open, I'll deal with it. Deal?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:35 pm
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Naoko took on a very very sad look. "Gomen ne, Ko-kun... I didn't mean to scare you..." he spoke, acting as if he'd done something horrible.
Of course it was an act... all of it had been an act. Well except the running.
He glanced at Sai, pointing to him then whispering to Ko. "Uncle Shou's picking on me, isn't he?" the blond asked before picking up the trash from Ko's dinner and taking it to the kitchen.
On his way back in, bringing with him Ko's second bento, Naoko smiled. "You don't have to eat all of this one, so have some pocky first, okay?" he asked, sending it, via the RC car back over to Ko. "Sure thing, niisan. I don't think Ko-kun minds me hanging out in here, do you?" he asked again, looking to the boy with a smile.
Once Sai was gone, Naoko finished his bento then laid down on the floor. The top of his head was in the direction of the television, so he was, essentially, watching it upside down.
"I'm glad this doesn't have subtitles to read... I'd be dizzier than I am now." the blond spoke, acting the part of a fool.
He really wanted to hear Ko laugh. To hear what the boy's real true voice sounded like.
"You've got really good manners, Ko-kun. Wayyyyyyyyy better than I did when niisan used to dress me like a girl and make me play tea party." the blond scrunched up his face as if it was totally gross. "I remember one time he was making me serve the tea and I spilled it EVERYWHERE on purpose, mainly on the dress, just so I'd have to change clothes and look like a normal boy again." he looked over at Ko. "Did you know that I play the pianno, Ko-kun?" the younger Oumori asked. "I'm a pianist. If you want, I'll write a piano song JUST for you. Completely new and original. Maybe Uncle Shou can write lyrics for it and he can perform it at his next concert. We could totally dedicate it to you! Then, when you go to school, everyone will be like, 'Oh my god! You had a song written by SHOU and NAKO just for you?! I'm sooooo jealous!' Especially the girls. I bet they'll be allllllll over you in a few years, Ko-kun." he laughed softly. "And you'll absolutely love it."
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 11:57 am
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Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do------------------------------------------------}:-
SAI
No escaping when I start .traeh ruoy nwo I ni m'I ecnO
Beautiful Dreamer
Sai laughed, "Picking on you? Oh no no...I'm being easy on you."
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Even though Naoko said to eat the pocky first, Ko was still really hungry so when the bento arrived, Ko scooped it up. He popped off the lid and looked down at the food. This one was cut eggs, and katsu over rice with some fried roots and veggies. He smiled a lot at the cutlet and soon his chopsticks were stabbing away at it trying to lift it up to his lips. Finally he lifted the bento box to his lips and dragged the uncut katsu to the edge and pulled it into his mouth. Took a bite then pulled forward another edge of it with his chopsticks.
The one thing Naoko forgot was...napkins. Ko's eyes glanced over to Naoko every once in awhile listening to what the man had to say. Once the Katsu was a more manageable size, Ko started eating more of the gooey sauce covered rice with egg.
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"Maybe hungry wasn't the right word." Sai said as he stepped out. "Starving might be more accurate." Then Sai left and proceeded with the tasks at hand.
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He tilted his head at the mention of a piano and smiled brighter before setting the bento in his lap. His fingers wiggled before him as if playing on an imaginary keyboard; while his foot tapping as if using a pedal. The boy seemed to know exactly what Naoko was talking about. And also seemed amused by the idea of Naoko playing and recording a tune. From the movement of his fingers it was very possible that the boy could play as well. But he stopped all of a sudden and picked up his bento again seeming to become uncomfortable at the talk of school and girls. Things that involved...family and friends seemed to hit raw spots with the boy really easily.
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Sai compared the phone's insides with the images of other phones online of the same make. Fortunately other techs always took apart new phones to show what the boards were like. Even if Sai wasn't a tech genius he could compare what he saw. Everything seemed legit as far as he could tell without really taking a chance of ruining the phone entirely. So he put the phone back together and powered it up. Thinking that for the most part it was probably safe at least until he could replace it with something else that he purchased with his own hands.
Calling up Yamada, he actually got the man on the phone and after a series of key phrases he was able to tell Yamada that this was Sai not Shou. As soon as Yamada knew who it was, he put Sai on mute and walked out side of the apartment and onto the street over to his car. Opening it, he slipped inside and turned on the radio. He didn't really want to risk You hearing anything nor did he want to rush over to Shou's. To be honest, he just wanted a full day with You but he knew that with Sai making an appearance he needed to give the man an explanation.
It was several minutes of intense conversation and by the time Sai hung up the phone, he could only look back to the room and sighed with a deep inner weight. So Shou was a shield for this child against Izo. And Yamada's venture had not born fruit; what he sought wasn't down this dark road. No instead the information he had been pursuing turned out to be a dead end. No...not quite a dead end but a different puzzle. Another dirty little secret. One the boy couldn't answer to right now. Yamada had no idea what he had uncovered in the lair of the Spider.
But he couldn't just leave the child locked up in Izo's pit of debauchery and depravity. And since he could not get the boy out of the country, he did the next best thing, put the boy right in the middle of the spider's favorite asset.
While Sai could understand the logic and he wondered how far Izo would go if he figured it out at all. Sai doubted that Shou could keep the child completely hidden but then again, wide open in the public might be far better. and with the change of hair color, the tan and maybe with a little makeup, they might be able to keep Izo from suspecting. He'd have to get the boy a tutor and some psychological help. Unlike Naoko, Sai could help a child. Children didn't get too many rights until the age of 20 in Japan. So with Shou's name as kin, he could start helping the child find some normalacy.
God...Shou was going to be a parent. His fans might go crazy. Sai couldn't fathom that portion of Shou's world. Shou's twitter account was enough to make Sai's head spin. He and Shou were totally different people in many ways. How Shou handled the insanity, he'd never know. But Shou was himself right?
Walking back into the room, Sai sat down and tucked his phone into his pocket. "Yamada-san says Hi and that he expects your next piano composition just after New Years. It's being submitted to Nintendo for a 3ds game. He things you've a good chance at getting this, Naoko."
"So Ko-kun was the bento good?" he asked as he saw the boy had finished both boxes clean and was now sucking on pocky sticks. When Ko only answered with a nod, Sai smiled. "If you eat like that every day you'll grow into a big strong sumo wrestler." said Sai with a playful grunt to which the boy gave actually one small cute giggle before covering his lips. Sumo wrestlers looked funny to Ko with all that weight and wearing only a fundoshi on the bottom.
-:{------------------------------------------------Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment |
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 3:36 pm
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In other news, musical sensation Azriel-san has apparently done it again. His tour has been a real crowd pleaser, even amongst those who doubted his hard gothic style.
That's right Tandouji-san, as you can see from this video, no expense was spared by prospering SMASH Studios who has seen a massive spike in profits due to the outlandish performances of this new young star.
Signed early last year, Shinichirou Katsu, known to fans everywhere as Azriel, has been spreading dark gothic horror all over Nippon this holiday season and has come here to Tokyo for his final performance of his 'Raising Hell' tour. This special event is even being broadcast worldwide, a rare move for SMASH's Matsumoto Izo.
You know, Hikaku-san, to me Azriel-san's performance harkens back to the duet between the SMASH star Shou-san and Narcissus-san, Ohayou's top billed, earlier this year. But don't let that comparison fool you because Azriel-san is an entirely different performance than has been seen on the stage in quite some time.
Whatever your taste in music is, we're pretty sure that Azriel-san is here to stay and that, quite possibly, stars like Shou-san and Narcissus-san may have to step up to the plate in order to compete with this sudden stroke of genius.
Laughing, Katsu's dark eyes focused on the screen as the entertainment channel played a portion of his tour...
His explosive finale... wherein he seems to descend, step by step, into a lake of blood.
It had taken quite a bit of funding to get his tour ready for the thousand hells... but it was well worth it to know that someone as new to the scene as himself could stand alongside greats.
Especially when that had been his intent all along.
Crossing one leg over the other at the knee, he tossed his head to the side and peeked over his shoulder. "Do the numbers please you?" Azriel asked with a wicked smirk. "I promised you I'd rise to top billed... and I'm well on my way now, aren't I... Matsumoto-san?"
The young man was sitting on the edge of Izo's desk, his back to Matsumoto, though off to the side just enough to allow his boss to see the television too.
"Tomorrow's performance will be something very special... especially since it's going to be broadcast on tv. I wonder how you managed to pull that off, ne?" turning slightly, the musician laughed. "Actually... the more important thing seems to be exposure than profit at this point, doesn't it?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 3:51 pm
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Akihiko blinked slowly then smiled, "Ruki... I can handle it. Trust me. What do you think I did before you, ne? And yes, the PR people can handle their end of things as well. I'll get in touch with them soon." the musician couldn't help but laugh softly. "Your contract was stolen so, technically, as of right now... you don't work for Ohayou. Think of this as a few days freedom... well..." his smile turned to a mischievous smirk. "A few days freedom with armed escort."
The young Koyasu hugged his manager back, enjoying the closeness and the quiet. The stillness that had seemed to descend over them... as if blanketing the stress... hiding it... keeping it at bay long enough for the two of them to reconnect for just that one moment...
"It's not as bad as you think, Ruki... besides I can go with you and keep you distracted from any bodyguards." after all, Narcissus had dealt with them for years. "Unlike Shou-san who feels like a bird in a cage, I just ignore their presence and carry on... kind of like when we went to the grocery together, remember?"
Amber eyes widened and Naoko sat up. "Can you play piano, Ko-kun? I mean, cause if you can that's fantastic! Shou has a piano here in the house. A grand piano! It's beautiful. I saw it when I first came in. Maybe we can play a duet, ne? Just you and me?" he laughed, enjoying the performance of Ko-kun's fingers as they played imaginary 'air-piano' keys.
"You can play it whenever you want. Day or night. Shou and I won't mind at all! We both love music so much after all." the blond was smiling, thinking it would be amazing to suddenly hear piano music, even if it was 'chopsticks' coming from somewhere in the house while the two brothers were just hanging out.
But then Sai came back and Naoko groaned. "After New Years? Douuuuuuuuuuushite?" he whined, acting kiddish again, more for Ko than anything else. "He just wants me to work through the holiday, doesn't he?" the blond pouted before falling back onto the floor and looking up at his brother from there. "Yeah it's for a Final Fantasy game... I'm supposed to sing with it too... ugh. I haven't written..." but then he blinked and sat up. "Wait... what if I use the song that I um... that I was writing the last time we were together before Jun and all that?"
The younger Oumori hadn't used the song anywhere... and it did have a nice ring to it... so maybe it would go well with a Final Fantasy game.
Plus then he wouldn't have to work over Christmas...
He could just enjoy it.
"Yeah, that's what I'll do. I'll play it later for you if you want, then you can give me your opinion, ne niisan?" Naoko asked before his gaze found Ko again. "Oh dear... I forgot napkins..." the man winced before he started laughing.
Ko had a katsu beard of little crumbs and sauce.
"Gomen gomen, Ko-kun. I'll get some napkins." he stood up from the floor and headed into the kitchen, returning with them.
But instead of just giving them to the boy, he folded them into paper footballs and, one by one, using his fingers to 'punt' the paper footballs toward the sofa, each one landing on the same cushion as the pocky had until there were five in total.
But then NAKO turned his head back to Sai. "He doesn't have the form for sumo, baaaaaaka." the blond teased. "I think Ko-kun would make a much better Baseball player personally."
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 4:53 pm
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Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do------------------------------------------------}:-
SAI
No escaping when I start .traeh ruoy nwo I ni m'I ecnO
Beautiful Dreamer
Ko looked up from his bento again at Naoko and nodded slowly. Although, he had not done so in a long time. He perked up a bit at the mention of the piano and smiled a little more. Then glanced around because he didn't see a piano in the room they were in.
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Sai chuckled and leaned back to kick up his feet on the chair's ottoman "He was pretty clear on that matter so I doubt you can get out of it now. You did want to expand your horizons as you told him so be thankful he's taken the time to find more gigs for you that aren't tour related."
"Ah maybe he would be better at baseball but with that appetite he's surely going to be a sumo wrestler if it keeps up." Sai grinned an watched Naoko punt over the napkins.
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Ko captured the napkins one by one and used them on is face. But after a few moments, while the men talked, Ko slipped off the couch and started to walk out of the room in to the hall bathroom. He closed the door very slowly as to not be heard and then clicked on the light. They would be able to hear the sounds of the toilet.
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Looking up, Sai took in a breath, "At least, Ko-kun seems to be...able to function more or less. Yamada-san couldn't give me too many details but...let's just say he wasn't in the best part of town, being held by unsavory elements connected to someone that we spoke of earlier, he thinks. So it's up to us to make this boy, Shou's nephew to a degree no one would think different."
Sai noticed the show had ended and clicked on the news just to see what else was going on in Japan today. It was then the news of Azriel came on and Sai sat there silently watching. He leaned forward taking in all the words. including the last line. "God, if I didn't already have problems enough." said Sai, whose hands suddenly went to his head as he started to feel dizzy. "Turn off the tv....turn it off." he whispered trying so hard to stay a part of this world.
-:{------------------------------------------------Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment |
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 5:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 5:36 pm
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Sitting on the floor, Naoko sighed. "Yamada-san's too harsh. Course, he didn't make Ryu fall down the stairs like the LAST guy so..." the blond was thoughtful, not really even noticing when Ko went to the bathroom until he could hear the toilet.
So he decided to try something... and sat down on the couch at the farthest end from where Ko would likely return.
"Someone we spoke of earlier..." amber eyes narrowed.
He didn't want to think about that... because thinking about it frightened him.
Hell if he was scared, what about poor Ko!
"Then now I've an even better idea of what the boy's been through..." he whispered before sighing, gaze on the tv.
Absently he pointed. "Have you even ever met Azriel? I swear, it's like the man is ONLY on the tv or on the stage and doesn't even exist in real life. I haven't seen hide or hair of him and..." but then he noticed his brother.
Cursing, Naoko dove for the remote out of Sai's hand and shut off the tv. He knelt in front of his brother, hands on the man's cheeks.
"Niisan... niisan stay with me..." the blond whispered, half a demand, trying to make Sai's gaze focus on his own eyes. "Stay here. Ko-kun needs you and I need you, niisan. Just forget about it..."
Oh he knew what had triggered it... Azriel.
Shou was competitive... and right now his biggest competition wasn't Narcissus for once.
"Well yes technically you are... though I could pay you out of my pocket." Akihiko teased. "It'd be better if you worked for me anyhow. Shou-san and Yamada-san seem to have a good work relationship. Maybe a manager isn't the way to go, ne?"
Of course he was still teasing, but...
"Go work. I can't call til tomorrow... time differences and all that." Narcissus replied, waving the man away. "I'll wait for Michi-kun to get back. Maybe by the time he's done with the bruises I'll actually feel like being up."
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 5:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 6:08 pm
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Katsu loved it when people actually used his talent... and the man's ability to read the emotions and, well almost the direct thoughts, of a person through their voice and body language was second to none.
More than one deal had fallen through and thus benefited SMASH thanks to a quick peek at a recording by the gothic star.
"mmmmmm...." Shinichirou uncrossed his legs and stood up, walking slowly toward the television.
It was almost as if he were balancing a stack of books on his head. His posture was perfect, his entire body focused on that simple projection...
Then, Azriel cocked his head to the side and glanced back at Izo for a split second before dark eyes returned to the television. "Glorious pain... hurt... anguish..." reaching out a gloved hand, the musician ran his fingers along the screen itself, as if trying to coax out what he was seeing. "Personal experience... this song was meant for someone to listen to... someone to understand that pain behind the words..." for a moment, Azriel's eyes just scanned and he tilted his head back, taking in Izzy's face fully. "The video recording of the night of the tsunami... at the club..." he spun, hands behind his back and a mischevious grin on his face. "He's singing about Narcissus... isn't he, Matsumoto-san?"
Laughing, Azriel looked like a cat about to pounce on it's dinner as he turned back to take in Izzy. "Oh there's talent... lots of it... but he's torn now... you can hear it in certain words... they're... together... but not... or weren't..." again the man tilted his head, listening... sensing... "Lovers perhaps? Whatever the case, this man hurt deeply when writing these words... and I doubt his hurt had to do with being washed out to sea..."
Turning again, Katsu walked back toward Izo's desk. "Secret trysts between managers and their stars are a nasty business... don't you agree?" he laughed, almost giggled. "Ohayou will sign him, if MeKA doesn't first. But you want him for yourself..." leaning over the desk, Shinichirou came within just inches of Izo's personal space. "Don't you, Matsumoto-san?"
Okay so the newest SMASH sensation was a bit insane. Not in the sort of way of Shou or Hayato or Naoko even. He enjoyed pain, was a complete sadist if truth be told... and the idea of hurting others without actually killing them was perhaps the most appealing thing to him in all the world.
Because wasn't it a bit too nice to just kill?
Where was the suffering?
The beauty?
Yes, Azriel could be classified as a masochistic sociopath... but at least he wasn't homicidal... and... he was under the thumb of one of the most powerful men in all of Japan.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 7:40 pm
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Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do------------------------------------------------}:-
SAI
No escaping when I start .traeh ruoy nwo I ni m'I ecnO
Beautiful Dreamer
"Yamada-san is not too harsh. You best be thankful he's got my back." Sai said just a little exasperated with his brother's complaints. "He's too smart to do that. And besides he's not really your manager, he's Shou's but he's still decided to help you and Ryuukaze-san."
"Yes, someone we spoke of early." Sai returned as the thoughts didn't leave any good feelings in his head. As he watched Naoko, he was rather afraid that his brother had gotten to close to the Spider. He didn't know what had happened during the times he was not there. Shou obviously had not been able to protect Naoko from....Izo. This disturbed Sai on a deep level but what could he do, yet again, he felt like he failed in so many ways.
"Nno....I've...not mmet...." he said with a wavering voice just before Naoko's voice snapped him back into place. He was breathless for a moment "Oh god...That hurt...nnngh..." His head lay heavy in Naoko's hands with a slight sweat that coated his brow." In his eyes, Naoko would be able to see the storm that was Shou recessing back. The calmer eyes of Sai surfacing.
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While Naoko took care of his brother, Ko slipped out of the bathroom and snuck around the house looking for the piano. Upon discovering it, he closed the door to the room and let his fingers drift over the ebony and ivory. His little finger touched the end key and the small sound pinged. He smiled as he scooted into the seat.
Cracking his small knuckles, he started stretching his fingers back and forth. It had been so so long. Looking up he saw some sheet music on the music stand in front of the piano. He scanned over the notes and then looked down at the keys for a moment.
With a light touch of his fingers, he let himself not think and just play. He remembered praise and someone telling him he must have gotten his talent from the other side of the family. Maybe that other side was Uncle Shou?
But as he let himself just become one with the large piano, the deep music started vibrating through the house and into the living room. It was a very familiar song to the men in the living room. Why? Because Naoko had written it.
-:{------------------------------------------------Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment |
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 8:17 pm
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Carefully, Naoko stroked Sai's hair out of the way of his face, "Hey... okairi niisan..." he whispered with a small smile, not letting the man go. "I thought I was going to lose you for a second..."
The blond's voice was the only sound in the entire house at this point, but still the pianist didn't move.
Wouldn't move... until his brother was alright.
"Guess I should stay on hand then... maybe I can keep him at bay for a while?" he guessed, not really knowing what else to do.
Seeing the pain in Sai's eyes, Naoko leaned forward and kissed his brother's forehead. "It's okay... You can't help it. If it hurts too bad, let him through. I'll manage."
Somehow...
Then there was sound... a note... then another... drifting through the house as if by magic.
Standing to his feet, Naoko released Sai's cheeks and turned, cocking his head to the side to better listen.
"That's... one of my pieces... but..." he turned, confused as he looked down at his older brother. "Ko-kun's playing something THAT hard?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 8:49 pm
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