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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 10:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 11:01 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:28 am
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 ~ Nanika tarinakute mo ima aru iro de ~
"Yeah, thanks to me and my stupidity..." the star rolled his eyes at himself. He was the reason Kou was burdened, now. Being taken out of one's routine could suck, and he felt like crap for being responsible for jerking Kimura out of his. Ryu couldn't help himself...he just wanted to protect Raito, to keep him safe, happy, and well cared for. The need seemed to be ingrained in his very soul...like he had to reach out and hold this one close, forever and ever. Of course, feeling this way was completely conflicting with how he understood he was supposed to behave. He could tell just from the things Kou had said, and how he acted, that they weren't super-in-love, til-death-do-us-part or anything. Well...at least Kimura wasn't. Ryuukaze, on the other hand...the moment he thought about the possibility of Raito ever leaving him, being angry with him, being hurt...anything, really...it took his breath away and caused his chest to ache to the point that he reached up and held his heart as his breath hitched. Ok, no...he couldn't let himself think things like that right now. It was too much.
With a small cough, the vocalist pulled it together again...he felt so...strange, right now. Honestly, he wasn't certain how he should be acting. It felt like he was walking on eggshells now...playacting because he wasn't certain about things. Really, he just wanted to reach out and hold Kou...tell him how much he loved him, regardless of what the young host knew or thought. Of course, the violinist did no such thing. Instead, he just continued on like nothing was amiss, though his mind wouldn't stop racing for more than a few minutes at a time.
"Oh, Ishihara? Yeah...he does that." the star laughed. How did he know that, again? He knew that he knew You...something about Shou....and...snow...staying somewhere? What had they been doing, again? And why did he have the distinct impression that he had seen Hayato dressed as a geisha? He missed Jun. They had been friends...but the details seemed to blur around the deceased star, as well. His memories were like a wet painting that had been smeared. The image was still there...but some things had been wiped away completely, while others were blurred beyond recognition, with only a few details here and there left completely untouched.
"Raito...you have one heck of an imagination. Me, trying to teach people how to knit? I doubt I'm going to reach your skill level anytime soon, if ever. Though I'm sure it would go over just fine with some of my fans. Some of them...they'd probably do anything I asked them too. Others would laugh me off the stage. You're right, though. It would be interesting." the star chuckled, enjoying this conversation. Silly thing always made him happy.
Hearing that Kou hurt, however, made the man pause.
"I hurt you? I'm sorry. I promise to make it up to you, tenfold! Whatever you want, my tenshi." Ryu's apology was sweet and sincere, though he didn't know that his referring to Raito as his angel wasn't something he had ever done before. All he knew was that it came naturally, as if he'd called the man that a thousand times before. Kimura Kou was as beautiful as an angel, after all.
"I doubt you'll have to meet the cleaners, and don't be embarrassed, Raito. I can assure you that anyone hired by SMASH has seen a thousand times worse, and they don't care. You'd be amazed the kinds of messes us performers can create sometimes." Ryu remembered his early days as a star, at his original label, when he'd first come into money and fame. Wrecked rooms filled with naked people, broken bottles, food all over the place, spilled drink...the list went on and on. Then the thought hit him....why had he left that label again? What made him quit soloing and go to work with Shou? Hm...well, he couldn't quite place it...but he thought it had something to do with getting sick or something. Laryngitis? Long-term laryngitis, or something. His voice had been hurt. It wasn't important, as things were all on track again now.
"Besides, I'm sure I'm gonna wind up making much bigger messes with you..." the vocalist bit his lower lip and glanced at Kou from beneath his long eyelashes. Somehow, even injured and in a hospital bed, the violinist could pull of "ridiculously sexy" with relative ease.
~ Sou boku no sekai wo nurikaete mitai ~ |
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 6:11 am
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Eagerly, Nezumi poured his star a glass of wine, then took an equally eager sip from his own glass.
"Ah...well, I'm not a performer. I'm not expected to mingle as much as the stars do." he tried to excuse himself, but it was a pretty weak excuse and he knew it.
"Girls? Well I...what? Wiggle? Oh no...I just..." the mouse realized he was starting to flounder under his star's hungry gaze. Quickly, he took a sip of his wine again and adjusted his tie and the collar of his shirt. It was getting very hot in here!
Taking a breath, the manager tried to continue as if things were perfectly normal...though, for some reason, he felt kind of...excited? Thrilled? Amused? He wasn't really sure what to call it, but it felt kinda good and scary all at once. Conversations like this one weren't at all common to him, and, though it made him more nervous than a mouse in a cat house, there was something fun about it. With anyone else, he would have probably had a panic attack by now. Anyone except Hiroki....maybe, though that was pretty far from his thoughts at the moment, which was a much welcomed and needed change as of late.
"Play the field, huh? Oh, well you're young and there are so many lovely ladies out there. Just don't go causing a scandal." Nezumi shrugged it off. If there was anything he'd grown used to, it was stars that liked to "play the field", as it were.
"I don't put you on a pedestal, Tanaka-san. I just like you, is all." he paused for a moment, pondering the way he had just said that. It had come out a little too high pitched, and the way he phrased it...oh, he sounded foolish.
"You're a very good star to manage." he quickly clarified.
"Get out more? Hm...you're probably right. I can't remember the last time I went out on the town. Even on vacations I usually just stay home and cook, watch television, curl up in a blanket and read a book." It was so true. The manager lived like a little mouse in a little hole.
"Stiff? Uhm...well, I guess it's from the paperwork. I'm usually like this." he shook his head and waved his hand, "No, no. You're my guest, I can't have you giving me a massage, especially after all the work you've been doing." the mouse declined politely. What he said was good reason enough, but he also couldn't have Michi finding out that he wore that collar underneath his shirt. He would absolutely die of embarrassment if his star ever, ever figured out how much he liked that little thing.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 10:47 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 11:52 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 3:04 pm
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Not old? Well...how old was he, now? 29? Yeah...29. Nope. He wasn't old. Wasn't even middle aged, yet. He just lived and felt like he was.
"Ok, I'll give you that. You're right. I'm not old, nor am I unable to go out and enjoy...life." the mouse sipped more of his wine, then picked up the bottle and refilled his glass. Without even realizing it, he was drinking far, far quicker than usual. It helped calm his nerves, though. That was always his problem...his damn nerves! It was a wonder he was able to perform the duties of his job, sometimes, given how shaky things could make him at times.
"Oh, no, I've got it." the mouse hurriedly collected the finished plates and cleaned things up before sitting back down and offering the young man more wine as he simultaneously sipped on his own glass.
"Mm...might want to wait a little bit after the wine before I bring out the grapes, otherwise the flavors will be muted. I wish I had some apples. Apples and wine...they go amazing together, though most wouldn't think to pair the two." Nezumi grinned, seeming to loosen up just a little. It was the wine, definitely.
"Hmmm..." the manager suddenly paused, seemingly in deep thought, "What do you mean you might have to change my mind if I didn't like you? How exactly would you go about that?"
Definitely the wine. It wasn't at all the sort of question the normally reserved man would ask.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 3:23 pm
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"Yes well, I'm afraid he'll keep at it all night if he's left alone at the keys, and it's starting to get dark out." Yuuji spoke, thinking that his son had to be hungry for dinner by now.
Walking forward, Takagi put a hand on the top of Ko's head. "Come on, kiddo. Time to take a break."
"But why can't we see him?"
"He had to go away. But he's alright, really, Akihiko. Katsumi will be just fine."
A child's frown made it's way onto the boy's face and he looked to his twin sister. "We don't want him gone... he was fun, okaasan..."
"We like Katsumi-chan. He's tiny." Yuriko pipped up, her own frown mirroring her brother's.
Kaori smiled to her children. "I know... but this is best for him."
"It's cause ojisan doesn't like him... isn't it?" Akihiko asked, crossing his arms over his chest. "He's stupid."
The young boy felt himself fall forward, the back of his head stinging as something struck it. Twisting around to look behind him, now on all fours on the floor, blue eyes narrowed and glared at his father who stood behind him with a partially rolled up magazine.
"Don't disrespect your elders." the man spoke calmly, to which those blue eyes only narrowed more.
Yuriko, glanced to Akihiko, but didn't move, while the boy stood back up, rubbing his head. "He is stupid." the child spoke defiantly. "Katsumi-chan's family. He should love family."
The boy found himself on his a** on the floor this time, a red hand mark from a stinging slap on his cheek. "That child is NOT family. You'll forget about him."
"But, otousan..." Akihiko tried to speak up, hand on his cheek as tiny tears of pain sprang to his blue eyes.
His father glanced at one of the maids, "Take the children to their rooms. Now."
As the woman came forward to lead the twins off, Yuriko grasped onto Akihiko's hand and pulled him after her, not wanting her brother to get into trouble.
"Katsumi-chan's family..." the boy whispered to his sister stubbornly.
Yuriko smiled sadly, "I miss him..."
Blue eyes snapped open and for a moment, Akihiko was terribly disoriented. Pushing himself up, lithe fingers touched his cheek, half expecting to find an angry red hand print.
Nothing...
How had he forgotten?
'I forgot because there were others closer to me who I lost...' the musician thought to himself, standing from bed and making his way to the bathroom.
When he got to the doorway however, Narcissus slammed into it, gripping the wood frame as a wave of dizziness and nausea washed over him. His head was pounding... was it the alcohol?
Wait he was still drunk... right?
Taking another step, Akihiko tripped on one of the bathroom rugs and crashed to the tile, blacking out for the second time.
He was damn lucky his head hadn't hit anything on the way down too...
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 3:27 pm
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~ Nanika tarinakute mo ima aru iro de ~
"If I taught them to knit, then all that would happen would be that the bras and panties that would get thrown on the stage would be made of yarn..." the vocalist snickered, unable to contain his amusement at the idea. Knitted bras and panties flying everywhere! That would be hilarious!
"I'll get better before you know it. I heal fast. Always have." Ryu winked, reassuring the host that he was ok.
"On tour? Well....I haven't been alone on tour in a long while now. Man...seems like too long. Though, I used to make some pretty terrible messes. Especially in my younger years, when I was first getting started. I let things get to my head back then. Always into something I probably wasn't supposed to be, until..."
Until? Until what? Something had changed him...drastically.
"Until....I grew out of it." the star seemed unsure of his words for a moment.
"Hey, if I'm so naughty, why don't you beat me with the newspaper?" Ryu teased back, moving along with the conversation. It was almost like he couldn't stay on those uncertain thoughts if he tried.
"Keep calling me "puppy" and I might have to bite you..." he reached over and took one of Raito's hands, bringing it up to his mouth and licking it gently.
~ Sou boku no sekai wo nurikaete mitai ~ |
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:38 pm
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What a shock, it was so surprising,
You looked so small and frail------------------------------------------------}:- 
Izzy Lucky
At times life can be so enlightening .uoy no nrut nac ti tuB
Izzy crawled back into bed finally setting down. He turned on the TV with the remote and was glad to have some thing to busy his time with. Hopefully Akihiko was sleeping well right now. Little did he know that the man was on the floor in the other bathroom. But he didn't even hear the man from this room further away.
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In the studio,
Ko blinked when Yuuji touched the top of his head coming out of his musical interlude rather abruptly. At first, his head took a moment to adjust, "C flat?" Then he said, "Oh...Hi. Break time? Where's Akihiko-niisan? I have a whole new song I'm working on now."
The boy's eyes were bright and obviously the keyboard was a good distraction from the previous darker thoughts because he didn't seem the least bit moody. Then he glanced over and saw Yamada Haru.
"Yamada-san! Are you here to pick me up?" he asked as he hopped down from the keyboard then pushed a button to save the music just in case before turning off the machine.
"Yes, I am. Shou-sama is waiting for you at home. And I'm sure Naoko-kun is eager for you to get back too. I've got my car out front so if you grab your coat and shoes we can get moving."
"I want to say good bye to Akihiko-niisan before I go. It was fun to be here with him." said Ko with a smile on his lips as he walked over to where Haru was waiting. "Is Lucky-san up? Is he feeling better?"
"So many questions." Haru said with a shake of his head.
-:{------------------------------------------------I didn't know what to do
I grabbed the tiger by the tail!
What wouldn't I do for King and Country...
Yes Sir!------------------------------------------------}:- 
Asato Hiroki
Chairman - Ohayou Productions
The world has....changed
Down in the living room, Hiroki stumbled to his feet drunk and depressed. He needed some sleep didn't he. He didn't want to think of what happened or the contents of the will. So automatically his body managed to weave it's way to 'his' room in Aki's estate. Well...now Hiroki's estate.
He managed to fumble the door open and drags himself into the room. There he pulled off his suit coat and tossed it. Missing the bed post entirely so it landed on the floor. Turning around he was about to crawl into bed when he noticed feet sticking out of the bathroom. FEET?
Hiroki in his drunken stupor almost thought it was his imagination until he looked down and saw.... Katsu? What the heck was Katsu doing on the floor?!
Leaning down he grabbed 'Katsu' by the feet and dragged him in to the bedroom before moving closer to sort of pick him up. It was actually more of a heft and throw over the shoulder sort of move. Katsu was so light weight...Nothing new.
However, in doing that, Hiroki lost his balance and wheeled in a circle catching just the edge of the bed and tossing Katsu in it before falling face first on the mattress. "Nnghhhh!...owh..." he groaned as he pulled himself up on the bed. He didn't remember Katsu's bed being so high. But it was today. Did he install a lift?
It was mere seconds and the Elephant of Ohayou passed out completely unaware of the reality around him and who he just tossed into the bed.
-:{------------------------------------------------No Sir!
...Where you Lead - that is the Path I Follow.
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 back down as Nez took the plate away. Nez really was a nervous sort, Michi thought to himself as he watch the man scuttle off. Then as Nez offered him a second glass of wine, he accepted but said, "My last glass tonight. I need to make sure I don't drink too much since I'll probably go back to the WareHouse tomorrow and do last minute stuff before the New Years Party.
The young man was super dedicated to making sure he didn't mess up his first chance to become a real star. "Apples and wine? I don't think I've had those two flavors together. I mean...it would probably depend on the kind of apple and wine as to how good it would taste."
Then it was Michi's moment to chuckle, "You already like me so I shouldn't reveal all my secrets now should I? I've got to have some mysteries even if I am a nice guy most of the time."
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your smile and see me.
...Dark Star.
"Oh great...Maybe you shouldn't teach them to knit...." Kou rolled his eyes thinking of that nightmare. Knitted panties and bras. Ok so it was amusing too and he started laughing after thinking of it a bit more. "At least, they'd have to work to knit them all befor they threw them at you. I suppose you could collect them and post pictures of the ones you liked on the internet."
"Haha you could start a new promotion of hand knitted bras and panties. Kissed by Ryuu after they are washed of course." Kou mused at the idea because it might be funny.
Looking at his knitting he finished another row of the torso of the sweater. "Now now...beating a puppy with a newspaper isn't going to make him change his ways." Kou scolded then smirked when Ryuu pulled his hand away from the knitting to lick it. "If you bite my hand then it will be really hard to make this sweater." Ryuu was very naughty.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 7:11 pm
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