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 Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 12:29 pm
Another long day had passed, and Nezumi Shinobu sat at his desk, in his office, all alone, sipping on some wine he had picked up from a nearby combini. It wasn't fancy, but it helped him feel...less distressed.
Chiyou and Nakai had come in later than the late time he had given, so he really had no choice other than to admonish them, though he chose to do so very lightly and calmly, asking them to please try to be on time from now on, and stating that he understood how terrible the sudden pressure on them had to be.
Surprisingly, Chiyou had apologized and taken the blame on himself. It was unusual, but not unwelcome. At least the young vocalist wasn't being an utter, unmanageable brat like he once had been...or seemed to be. Nakai had a bruised eye and, frankly, Nezumi wasn't even about to ask. He just regarded the injury silently, asked the guitarist if he needed anything, and they went about their day. If need be, Higuri could always put makeup over the injury, or hide it with his hair.
After sending Nakai in to the recording room and shuffling Chiyou along to work with some choreographers...and a blindness rehabilitation specialist that he had called in on his own dime and not really mentioned to the young vocalist. As far as he would know, it would all be part of his work...which it was, but the manager knew the young man needed assistance overall with developing new life skills. Maybe they weren't anything to one another now, but once, a long time ago, the mouse really had loved that boy...though the sparkling, dominant youth he once was had transformed time and again in front of his very eyes. He'd resented Chiyou to no end, but there had always been a little spark of caring there, deep down inside. The least he could do, after nearly destroying the star's career in jealous depression and general fatigue with putting up with things, was make every effort to see the pretty little blond sparkle and fly once more.
While two of his charges were working away, the manager checked his email, hoping to have gotten a response from Hiroki, but to no avail. All that was in his inbox...all that was ever in his inbox...was work related. One message in particular required immediate action, though. There was a new hire, a guitarist to work with Michi-kun. Suzaku was his name.
Well, he called the man up, faxed him the music he needed to work with, and told him that he was expected to be in the next time Tanaka-san was in to work, after his introductory performances were done. Then they would begin working together.
Once the day had finished, and the mouse had done everything there was to be done, he had remained at the office, staring at his computer with his wine, kind of missing having Chiyou and Nakai around to keep him busy.
Without those two, there was nothing for him to do, nobody for him to talk to...just him and his own personal world of torment.
After his third glass of wine, Nezumi took out his phone and hit the button to dial Tanaka Michi.
Whether the man answered or whether the call went to voicemail didn't really matter to the tipsy manager, as he had only one thing to say.
"Michi-kun...whenever you're next available...I really need...you."
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 12:49 pm
kawaita tsumori ame ga tsuzunaku katari kakeru namida wa seijaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeruSitting on the couch, Hideki waited for Nakai to bring their dinner over so they could veg out in front of the TV. Oddly enough, he had learned a lot today. In unfamiliar environments, if he didn't want to carry a cane, he could simply use his feet and hands to feel his way around...but the trick was, he could do it subtly, and not look like a blind fool floundering around helplessly. He'd also learned that it was ok to ask for help. It was more than ok, it was a requirement if he were going to successfully continue on as a performer. That assistant Nezumi had called in had been really, really knowledgeable about blindness...but hey, at least she had taught him some useful stuff. Tonight, when they had gotten back to his place, Chiyou had done most of the cooking. That was another thing he had learned...he couldn't rely completely on others to do for him, he had to make an effort himself, as well. Kai was just carrying the plates over for them. "So...how many songs did you get recorded today?" he asked the guitarist, his smile brighter than usual tonight. Obviously, he was more confident and in a better mood after having gotten some help...though the kid didn't even realize he had gotten help...in a professional or medical sense. It was probably better that way. karada o tsutau ame ni furueru awai omoi guren no yuuwaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 1:57 pm
It had been a very long day, though far more productive than the previous from Nakai's viewpoint.
Chiyou had gotten work done... Kai had gotten work done... and somewhere in there Nezumi had actually handled things better than the guitarist had originally thought he could.
Then Chiyou cooked dinner of all things!
Walking into the living room, a plate in each hand, Kai set dinner down in front of Hideki and then another plant where he planned to sit.
"So what exactly caused this culinary explosion?" the blond asked curiously, seriously wondered why the 'kid' had suddenly felt the need to be far more self sufficient than before.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 2:05 pm
kawaita tsumori ame ga tsuzunaku katari kakeru namida wa seijaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeruWith a quick thanks, Hideki dug into the food like a ravenous teenager. Well, at eighteen, he was still, technically, a ravenous teenager. "Huh? You mean the cooking?" he said around a mouthful. "Ah...mm...well, I have to....retain a...sense of independence....and...be...um...proactive." he declared, trying to repeat what the nice lady had told him earlier. "If I don't take care of myself, I'll become dependent and cease operating on a functional level." Ok, so he was totally recycling what he had been taught, but if it worked, it worked! karada o tsutau ame ni furueru awai omoi guren no yuuwaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 2:23 pm
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do------------------------------------------------}:-  SHOU
No escaping when I start .traeh ruoy nwo I ni m'I ecnO
Beautiful Dreamer
Shou watched as Narcissus left then saw the similar smile on Yuuji and blinked as he handed off the clothes. "A...and....B....I see how this works now." said Shou off on another tangent as his finger patted his bottom lip while his eyes seemed almost distant. "So....that's why they don't always get along...."
Izzy almost bust a gut when the star made those connections even as Yuuji offered Shou a seat. "Hahah...very astute observation Shou." But he didn't push it too far because he knew that the star's attention span was about as big as a pin sometimes.
"Oh....ah...thank you, Takagi-kun." Shou said as he caught up with the rest of the world not really hearing Izzy's comment prior. But he did manage to sit down in a very soft chair. His head rested upon one hand as he sat there feeling the weight of a crazy long afternoon start sink in.
He blinked again and time had past because Narcissus was standing before him with a cup of hot chai. His hands reached out and took the cup in to take a deep whiff before his lips found the edge and slowly sipped. "Mmm....this is good chai." he murmured and glanced upward at Narcissus.
"Ah...I see. Mm....well I'm not sure what to say about that. My nephew is mm...well he wasn't feeling well when he arrived to my house. But...Naoko pulled him out of his little shell. And...mmm....I guess I shouldn't be surprised that some things might scare him. However, I don't like these kind of surprises. I must admit. And while I accept the apologies I won't allow something like this to happen again." Shou's words seemed more concrete as he spoke about Ko. "All he asked of Naoko and I was to never give him away and to be his family. And I plan to abide by that. He's a very loving little boy, even if my sister had to give him up."
Izzy didn't press the issue of this sister that he wasn't sure existed or the brother that....well he knew that somewhere there was a sibling but how that person connected with all this he wasn't sure. "Ah...so well your sister thought it was better for you to watch over Yuuji's son. That's surely was the right thing to do. But...well, we think it would be a good idea to talk about how to....well...how he might remember his father, Yuuji. And how to take care of him here on out. We know that it's a lot of weight on you especially with your work. And I know you want to protect him...and so do we."
While he was talking, he hoped that Akihiko and Yuuji were coming up with ways to address things with Shou.
-:{------------------------------------------------Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment Ninja or Hamu...You decide!
Dirty Little Secrets------------------------------------------------}:-  Yamada Haru
It's the Devil in the Details...
......What a tangled web we weave......
Ok sure he had been hopeful. But obviously with Matsumoto, that hope could be dashed on the rocks a million times and never realized. "Alright, so I had envisioned that you might be lucky but...I should have known better. And you should have remained in bed. You need rest." Haru muttered in between the burger, fries and Melty the Shake.
Beyond all the other things that he couldn't tell You from his phone call, Haru added to the pile the thought that he was a little upset with his shake being melted and planned on having Narcissus one day pay for a new one! He wanted a frozen shake!
Alright so that was another thing that probably wouldn't happen but he'd be amused to see the bad boy star pulling out his pocket book and purchasing one in the fast food shop. However, he had a feeling that Izzy Lucky knew the fast food world way too well and probably could navigate a Mickey Dee's like a pro. Foo! Narcissus would just have his manager pick it up. No fun at all there. Dang it!
If Haru was seen by Shou right now, the name 'Hamu' would have been sealed on the Assistant for the rest of his life. Not that it already wasn't. Haru was nibbling in to his burger and grumbling about Matsumoto, Shou and You's lack of rest. He had almost a gerbil like quality when he was hungry and pissy.
"I really wish I could tell Matsu what's his face to give you a frigging break. A real one where he didn't get in the way of our vacation. And send you...Argh! I'm just frustrated. I should be home taking care of you. But even if I was home you'd not be home to be taken care of."
"I don't ever want you running out in the middle of no where getting shot like that ever again, You." Yes, Haru still was upset about that too.
"Ryuukaze-san needs to get his life together. Sometimes he's a total nut. Not as bad as Shou but I don't think he's got a shred of common sense some days." Haru sighed then glanced over at You. "I'm sorry. I'm just a little cranky. I'm tired and I want you to feel better. And...mmmm...I love you. Yes, that's what I wanted to say all along."
He leaned over and kissed You's cheek only to leave behind special sauce from his burger. His shoulders slumped when he saw the sauce. Setting down his burger, he pulled out a napkin and wiped it off of You's cheek. "Ugh...I can't even kiss you without making a mess."
-:{------------------------------------------------Dirty Little Secrets
I'll keep my dirty little secrets.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 3:49 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 finally woke up in the morning on the couch...in the WareHouse. Sure he had told Narcissus that he'd go home but he had worked late with the band and the pouring rain kind of made the idea of going home less inviting. He didn't have a car and the eki wasn't close by. So Jaz's old couch had been the best option.
In fact, that seemed to be the option for most of Narcissus' band as his bleery eyes looked around to see various figures on futons spread on the floor. Gee...ok so Narcissus' group didn't quite live the glamorous life. But at least this location was open and dry.
He could only chuckle seeing Yammi asleep with a cigarette bud dead in his fingers. Yeah Narcissus had a good crew. They weren't rich guys. They just had a deep passion for good music. He wondered how much Narcissus was paying them. Probably pretty good but you couldn't tell it by this scene. It looked like a picnic camping trip minus the tents.
But then he pulled out his phone and noted that he had a voice mail message. So he got up and scratched his butt then wandered to the john before listening to it.
Shoot! It was his manager! Crap....Nez had called sometime last night and he totally missed it.
Michi flushed the toilet and walked out to the far side of the Warehouse so he could call Nez back. No need to wake the rest of Narcissus' crew right now.
"Hey Nezumi-san. It's me, Michi! Sorry I didn't get your call last night but I was working with Narcissus' band till...uh....2:30 am. Yeah ok so I didn't get much sleep. But I think I'll be alright on stage with them for the 3 nights. You ok? You sounded kind of weird on your voice mail." Michi didn't know that his manager had been tipsy when Nez had left the message.
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your smile and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 4:47 pm
Ishihara's dark eyes were fixed on his partner's fries as the other man raged about everything that was wrong in their lives. And yet, the PR man wasn't really seeing the fries... more like just staring into space.
He couldn't exactly blame Haru's anger for any of he's feelings... because he felt the same way for the most part.
You's vacation had been cut short by an unknown assassin... and as much as Ishihara wanted to just take time off and rest and let his partner take care of him... well... he couldn't do that.
Well, couldn't do that and live.
"Ryuukaze-san wasn't that bad. He was actually rather straightforward and quite honest about certain things. Seems he's breaking up with Oumori-san... well, maybe not. I tried to talk the poor man into trying again but I don't know if I succeeded or not..." sighing, You snatched a fry with his good hand, not really hungry but needing the distraction. He smiled softly at hearing the admission of love, and then the kiss that was soon having to be wiped away.
"Haru-kun... just be happy you can kiss me at all, ne?" Ishihara asked, leaning over carefully to put his head on his partner's shoulder. "I'm fine. Really. Yes it hurts a lot of the time but I'm stronger than you give me credit for. I'll heal. It'll take time. Then we can go on vacation again... and do things right this time."
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 4:49 pm
Nezumi woke with a start, peeling his face off the top of his work desk as he heard his phone ring. Bleary-eyed, he grabbed the cell off the keyboard of his computer where he had apparently left it when he had...passed out, obviously...last night. He'd sat up there, all alone, refreshing his email over and over again, obsessively, until around 3am...and after that, he didn't remember...
"Nezumi desu..." he answered, his voice sounding raspy and dry as sandpaper. Clearing his throat, he continued, "Michi! Ah...um...I called? Yes! I called. That's right. Ah...ah...well, I was wondering when you might have free time enough to stop by the office and...see me...to...uh...to...go over a few things. It's not any kind of emergency, though, so feel free to disregard my message from last night." the mouse nervously tried to cover his faux pas, not wanting to make a fool of himself. He couldn't rightly tell his star that he was lonely and was just looking for someone to hang out with! How unprofessional was that? God, he was such an idiot sometimes! And again, with hardly getting any sleep, and this time he hadn't even gone home, bathed, or changed clothes!
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 5:08 pm
(((OOC: God sometimes I hate my mother... I try to tell her that I have to put a lot of cheese on chili or else I'll end up throwing up the damn s**t and she throws a ******** fit about it. Guess I'm not eating dinner. And yet SHE is diabetic and can eat 2 damn pieces of pie a day! Like she really has the room to be lecturing me. I know I'm overweight, damn it, but with the way my stomach's been what does she expect me to do?! Making chili was a stupidass idea in the first place! Course we don't have anything else that I can eat that I don't have to cook by scratch. And heaven forbid I cook anything because I already cleaned the damn kitchen once... took an hour to clean all the dishes! I'll be damned if I have to do it again! Sorry, just needed to vent. ******** starving too...))) ~ ~ ~
Shou still thought Ko was his sister's son... but hadn't they tried to explain that the boy was really Yuuji's? For the moment, Akihiko wasn't sure how to proceed. Should he try and convince the mercurial star... or simply let the man stay within his illusion and somehow get Yuuji visiting right?
Before the young Koyasu could speak up however, Takagi did instead. "Lucky-san's right, Shou-san. We want to protect Ko-kun more than anything right now. Yes... I'd give anything to stay by his side at the moment, but limited contact would probably be for the best. I don't want Matsumoto trying to pull anything because he finds out I'm standing in the wings, spending time with a boy that you're trying to hide from him as best you can." he sighed slightly, setting his whiskey glass down. "But I have to see the boy on occasion, Shou-san. I'm sure you understand that. I'll even allow you to have a DNA test to prove I'm the child's father... but I won't just disappear and be content to let him slip from my life. It was never, EVER, my intention for Hideo to get caught up in the affairs of this business. EVER."
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 5:13 pm
Kai stared at Chiyou for a long moment... but then he cracked a smile and laughed softly. "You sound like an infomercial." the guitarist teased before eating a bit himself.
It was really good, but he wasn't going to shovel it in like the 'kid' seemed to be doing.
"What exactly DID you do while I was recording. Oh I laid two tracks by the way... to answer your earlier question."
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 5:37 pm
Kou looked at Ryuu's head then cautiously reached up; hesitating once then twice before setting his hand down on the spot. "Owch! You're hair is so stiff!" he joked then patted, "Nothing strange is going to pop out of there right? No scary jack in the box that pops up when you sing?" he continued to tease with a a bright smile as a giggle started to escape his lips.
But then Ryuu kissed his cheek. "Awh...and I was winning." But he didn't seem to mind losing a little because that meant he got a kiss or two as well in a variety of places.
Then he yawned, "Maybe I should just study in the morning like I planned. Mm...maybe you can tuck me in tonight." He winked at Ryuu as shifted his weight against the counter.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 6:16 pm
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do------------------------------------------------}:- SHOU
No escaping when I start .traeh ruoy nwo I ni m'I ecnO
Beautiful Dreamer
Shou tilted his head holding his cup watching Yuuji speak. His head was a bit sore but the chai was a strong flavor that helped his senses. His lips pressed as he thought about what to say. Such a shame his sister wasn't here to put things in the right perspective. Although with Yuuji being Ko's father too...it would seem only right to let the man see his son.
But even as he pondered these thoughts, he really had no clue how it was all to be done. "Yes, you say you are his father...and that photo does appear to be a very good likeness of Ko. I'd like to do that DNA test but honestly, if I send out something like that then it might get back to Matsumoto-san and question why I would be analyzing my own nephew. I don't have any questions as to my relation to the boy. I'm his Uncle."
Izzy sat down in a chair close to Akihiko and Shou and try to figure out what his friend's logic. Although he could tell Shou didn't want the spider suspicious. Some movements by Shou probably were well watched and maybe Yamada-san and Shou had to work hard just to get him here without Izo's cronies watching. "Ok...so would you allow us to do a DNA sample and give you the results when they come in? That way you don't have to risk Matsumoto-san finding out."
The blond star glanced over at his best friend replied, "I think that would be alright. His protection is first on my mind....even if my world is about to become quite busy soon."
Izzy nodded and glanced at Yuuji and Akihiko, "So...mm...Yuuji's visitations. That's ok right Shou?"
"Ah...visitations? Well yes, I guess that would be fine but I don't want Ko shrieking again." answered Shou as he peered into his cup before taking another sip. His head really did hurt and he put his hand up to the side of his mask holding it there.
One step at a time, Izzy thought to himself then he glanced over at Yuuji and smiled a little. He couldn't figure out how to tell Yuuji to deal with Shou but he hoped he was figuring it out. The star just didn't deal well with being pushed or he'd not accept the terms. Izzy wasn't sure how long it would take for Shou to believe that his sister wasn't a part of the equation at all and Yuuji and Aya were Mom and Dad. It would take awhile...
-:{------------------------------------------------Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment Ninja or Hamu...You decide!
Dirty Little Secrets------------------------------------------------}:- Yamada Haru
It's the Devil in the Details...
......What a tangled web we weave......
Ryuukaze-san wasn't that bad. He was actually rather straightforward and quite honest about certain things. Seems he's breaking up with Oumori-san... well, maybe not. I tried to talk the poor man into trying again but I don't know if I succeeded or not..." sighing, You snatched a fry with his good hand, not really hungry but needing the distraction. He smiled softly at hearing the admission of love, and then the kiss that was soon having to be wiped away.
"Haru-kun... just be happy you can kiss me at all, ne?" Ishihara asked, leaning over carefully to put his head on his partner's shoulder. "I'm fine. Really. Yes it hurts a lot of the time but I'm stronger than you give me credit for. I'll heal. It'll take time. Then we can go on vacation again... and do things right this time."
"Breaking up with Naoko-kun. Oh good god! Great...that's sure going to make Shou's next events with the band really fun." he said sarcastically, "Thanks for trying to deal with that. Ryuukaze-san and Naoko-kun are drama incarnate together. I'm surprised they made it this long. Maybe it will be for the best if they do break up. Especially since I'm guessing that Ryuukaze-san is going his own direction with his music soon. At least, it appears that way to me. " sighed Haru having too many memories of dealing with their drama. And then trying to keep Shou from having to mess with it. However, unfortunately, those two had a way of dragging the headliner into their mess one way or another.
But then as he thought about it, maybe that was the reason why Naoko was at Shou's place. Great. He hoped that Naoko would create a mess in Shou's house. The man already had one child to take care of.
That's when he noticed the fry thief! His eyes narrowed but a smile was on his lips. "What am I to do with you?" he asked as he finally finished his burger and Melty the Shake. "Yes, I'm happy to be able to kiss you. As bad as you scared me last week. I'm feeling like the luckiest man on the planet. Because my partner in life was a complete baka and survived."
He leaned in and pressed his forehead upon You's and looked him straight in the eyes, "If you ever do that again, I will paint our bedroom pink, replace all your suits with pink ones, put you in those pink stockings with super glue and I will paint your shark PINK too."
-:{------------------------------------------------Dirty Little Secrets
I'll keep my dirty little secrets.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 6:23 pm
kawaita tsumori ame ga tsuzunaku katari kakeru namida wa seijaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru"Infomercial?" the young man frowned, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion. Frankly, he wasn't sure if he should take offense to that or not. "Hmph...well, while you were recording, I was working with some choreographers, and a really nice lady assistant who told me all this neat stuff about how to get around and take care of myself. Her advice really helped because by the end of the day, I wasn't stumbling or kicking backup dancers or anything!" Chiyou leaned back, plate in hand, with a smug smirk on his face like he just won at life. "Two tracks in one day, though? That's pretty damn impressive, given how rushed we've been..." karada o tsutau ame ni furueru awai omoi guren no yuuwaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 6:32 pm
 ~ Nanika tarinakute mo ima aru iro de ~
"Pop...out?" Ryu made a face, as if the idea made him a little squeamish and completely freaked him out. "No way...if it does, I'll be the first one to run screaming into the night..." he chuckled, his crimson gaze focused upward at Kou's hand as the man tentatively touched the area where his head was plated. "You are most beautiful when you laugh..." the violinist commented suddenly, as if it had just crossed his mind as he heard Kou giggle, like it were the first time he had heard such a bright, joyful sound. "Your name is Kou...with what character do you spell it? Please tell me it's "Light". I would so love to call you...Light..." his arms encircled the young man, pulling him into the sweetest of embraces. "Maybe I can tuck you in tonight...and...perhaps make you breakfast in the morning?" Ryu raised an eyebrow, asking not for anything lewd or lascivious, but for something simply sweet and kind, a friendly warmth to keep the nightmares at bay. ~ Sou boku no sekai wo nurikaete mitai ~
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 6:39 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..
"Of course you called. I think it was you. You said it was you." replied Michi feeling totally confused by his manager for a moment.
Michi looked down at himself when Nez was asking him to stop in. Man, he needed a....shower. His clothes were a mess and he smelled like Yammi's ashtray. "Uh...yeah sure. Mmm...I need to go home and get cleaned up, then I can come in. Might take me 2 hours. Still drizzling outside and I've got to walk to the train. If I get any later I'll give you a call. So see you soon. Anything else?" he asked just to make sure before he hung up the phone.
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your smile and see me.
...Dark Star.
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