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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 2:32 pm
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~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~ ~( Try again ) Nando datte~ ~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"I see. That's perfectly understandable. Well, the children's package is a rainbow bubble manicure and pedicure, a cotton candy scented facial treatment, and a gentle shoulder massage. Pretty much the same old star treatment we would get, but with a more playful twist. There's a nice young lady who gives the treatments. I met her on my way in. Does that sound interesting to you, Ko-kun? Would you like that?" Ryu looked over to the happy child and smiled serenely.
"Matter of fact...Uncle Naoko and I could take you to do that while Uncle Shou gets his massage and then Uncle Naoko and I could bring you back to Uncle Shou and go get our massages, that way EVERYBODY would be happy!" the violinist beamed broadly, trying to convey to the child in his smile that he really, really wanted to help his Uncle Shou. That was the point, after all. Ryuukaze really, really wanted what he thought was best for Shou. For everybody.
"Or...we can do what Uncle Naoko said. You can play Legos with the nice ladies. It's really whatever you want, Little Prince." he reached out and ruffled the boy's blond hair.
~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~ ~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~ ~Shinjiau koto....~ ~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 2:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 3:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 3:40 pm
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~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~ ~( Try again ) Nando datte~ ~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"Your fingers can be any color you like, Little Prince." Ryuukaze laughed heartily, totally amused by the little boy.
So....he'd done it. Check and mate. Easy enough, thanks to both Naoko and Ko-kun.
"I think the staff is all female, I didn't ask." Ryu commented offhandedly as though it didn't matter. Regardless of whether Shou made a special request or not, things were going to be what they were going to be. He had seen to that.
Once Shou and everybody else was prepared, Ryu marched right to the door and led the way, out and down the hall, around the corner, past the front desk, around another corner, and into the spa area.
"We've been expecting your group, Ryuukaze-san." a young, beautiful lady greeted them at the spa reception area.
"Alllllllright! Right this way then, Ko-kun, Naoko!" Ryu grabbed both of the blonds by the hand and headed past the lady toward a colorful room in the back where bubbles floated about all over the place.
The young lady smiled and giggled, then turned her attention to Shou.
"I take it you are Shou-san? You may enter the last room on the right and your masseuse will enter shortly." she smiled, holding her hand out indicating the long hall of private rooms off to the left. The hall was dimly lit and everything was made of wood, giving it a real resort kind of feel. The interiors of the private rooms were very similar. Dim, wooden, warmed by a fireplace, with a massage table in the middle and a small rock waterfall off to the side.
~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~ ~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~ ~Shinjiau koto....~ ~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 3:53 pm
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Naoko was enjoying this idea... because it had been forever since he had a good massage. A couples massage with himself and Ryu... it would be heaven.
But before heaven, there was an adorable little boy to make happy.
Heading into the room, dragged along by Ryu, Naoko waved over his shoulder to Shou with a smile then disappeared into the bubble-filled room. "Ko-kun, you just relax and enjoy. Uncle Ryu and I will be right here talking if you need us." he said, obviously not going to let the boy leave his sight.
Once Ko was on his way to his manicure on the other side of the room, the blond's amber gaze flickered over to Ryu. "You know..... I really missed you, akuma-kun." Naoko whispered, though he didn't do anything to show that they had a deeper relantionship.
"Hey! I tried!" Nakai said with a frown, leaning back against the sofa and pulling Chiyou close. "Your turn now. Sure the car wasn't all that scary... unless you think about it rationally as not being a curse so much as a kidnapping... then that's kinda scary... Right?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 3:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:14 pm
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~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~ ~( Try again ) Nando datte~ ~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"I've missed you, too, my love." the violinist whispered softly in reply, wishing he could lean in and kiss those soft, familiar pink lips. Ah...but perhaps later. If he were indeed left alive later, he mused. Either way, he felt what he did was worthwhile, even if perhaps slightly....or rampantly...irresponsible.
"Ko-kun...he's so cute. Look at him over there. To see him now I would have never guessed he was the boy you described to me. Any idea where he really came from, though?" the violinist kept his voice low, knowing that the child was of no real relation to Shou, or any of them, or anyone they knew of, for that matter.
~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~ ~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~ ~Shinjiau koto....~ ~FOR YOU~
I can no longer return to those days free of bloodshed These deep scars rooted within me will not disappear...
Jun looked himself over in the mirror one last time. He felt rather...awkward...to say the least. If this didn't work out, well...at least he could laugh at himself, in the end.
There he was, dressed in a woman's winter kimono, in a lovely shade of red. The corset he had on underneath gave him just enough curve to look female, though he was still just too damn tall. Ryuukaze had insisted, though. There had to be a disguise, at least to get him in the door. At least the fabric of the sleeves hid his musculature, and his hands looked delicate enough, though somewhat large. His face, however, was a work of art. Absolute perfection. The makeup artist here really knew her stuff. He was beautiful, with his eyes lined in black and red like a winter bird, his skin powdered white, and his lips rouged in a lovely pout with his long hair braided down the back and hanging loosely in the front to frame his face, almost hiding it. Anyone who would see him, especially in dim lighting, surely would not recognize him easily as a man, let alone as himself.
Exiting the room he was in, he silently opened the door to Shou's room and stepped in bowing silently and deeply, almost afraid to take a glimpse at the vocalist just yet, lest his heart leap right from his chest. With one arm, Jun motioned for the man to take a seat on the massage table, still gazing down at the floor, maintaining a serene expression all the while.
Hide it, Hide it Hide me...
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:50 pm
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