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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 7:45 pm
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(((OOC: Time for perhaps my most infamous of "moving time along" transitions in all of my stories...)))
Time passed... Yuuji saw Haru and Hideo from the estate, sad to see his son go but glad to know the boy was safe. He didn't read the letter from Aki however, nor did he read the one addressed to his son. Instead he put those within his coat and put them from his mind, taking one of the empty guest rooms for himself after leaving a note in the kitchen for Krystal and Rukuro to help themselves if they grew hungry. The butler was given instruction to serve them should they wake up, and then Yuuji went to bed. After all, Akihiko hadn't made a single sound and Izzy was occupying himself with television... and in the estate he didn't exactly need to watch the video feeds.
If only he'd known that Hiroki wasn't gone... If only... Takagi would have been quite amused.
Some time in the morning hours though... Akihiko woke up. At first he thought he'd simply fallen asleep in Izzy's bed... but the body beside him was... larger? Blue eyes opened and it took every ounce of willpower that the young tiger had to keep from bursting into immediate laughter. Hiroki was in bed with him! How the hell this had happened, Narcissus didn't know. The last thing he recalled was dreaming about Katsumi... or rather a lack of Katsumi... and then falling in the bathroom. Had the elephant of Ohayou found him and put him in bed, only to pass out himself.
When Hiroki woke, just mere seconds after he placed a gentle kiss to Akihiko's chest, he was greeted with eyes glinting in amusement... bright blue eyes. "And here I thought you loved my little brother..." Narcissus teased with a smirk, his body being held completely by Asato. "What would Ruki say if he saw you cuddling me, ne?"
Akihiko just couldn't help it! Oh.... Hiroki was never going to live this one down.
"You must've been far more drunk than I thought."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 7:54 pm
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~ Nanika tarinakute mo ima aru iro de ~
"Oh come on...I am not going to knit with my fans, and that's that! Selling knit merchandise, though...well, might have to recruit you onto my promotions team, then." Ryu laughed.
"I suppose you're right. A whipping might just make me misbehave more..." the vocalist gave Kou's hand another light lick, this time right across the knuckles.
"Ah...fine. I won't bite. Not if you don't want me to. If I did, I promise I wouldn't be too rough..." he spoke as if it were such a terrible burden, being told "no" to something.
"But...for not biting you....can you at least tell me....who's a good boy? Who's a good boy? Is it me? Oh, please tell me I'm a good boy!" the violinist rubbed his face against Raito's hand like an eager little pup while speaking in a silly "puppy" voice. Ryuukaze loved to play, but to play with someone like this, it meant that he really, really liked and trusted that person. After all, it wouldn't do for a famous musician like himself to be playing "puppy" with just anybody. He had a reputation to uphold.
~ Sou boku no sekai wo nurikaete mitai ~
"Okay, that's perfectly understandable." the manager nodded, understanding why his star might not want to drink so much, yet not really thinking about his own consumption. There was enough left for one more glass after Michi got his refill, so the mouse topped off his cup to empty the bottle.
"It does make a difference, actually. I find that Fuji apples go best with white wines, green apples compliment blush wines, and the good old Red Delicious, or "classic" apple, as it were, pairs best with reds. You know, it's kind of funny, really...that I know so much about wine and apples and how they best compliment one another...but I don't do dancing." Nezumi laughed at himself a little. It was a commentary on how withdrawn he knew he had been being, spending so much time to himself that he actually came up with these things. Michi must think him pretty pathetic, hiding in his safe, lonesome little hole all his life like he had.
Ah....he was starting to get pretty tipsy....
"Mysteries? You don't need to keep anything hidden from me, Tanaka...Michi. I'm your manager, after all. It's important...that I know how you operate." the mousey man grinned, "But yeah, I definitely do like you. You're a good guy, Michi-kun."
Yep. Tipsy.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 8:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 8:50 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 9:01 pm
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Akihiko laughed, "And how would you rather I react, hmm?" he asked with one raised eyebrow, obviously amused about the entire situation. "Blush and panic like a school girl? Hardly. We did nothing so there's nothing to be ashamed of... least I did nothing. You on the other hand... kissing and cuddling..." he made a teasing 'tsk tsk' sound before sitting up. One hand immediately went to his head and he nearly fell back onto the bed but his other hand, outstretched behind him, kept the musician supported. His skull was on fire... and not the good hangover type of on fire either... and he knew it. Narcissus needed to get home, get his medication, then grab a few energy drinks and get to work. "So what if Yuuji saw? Why the hell does it matter?" the young tiger asked, regaining his senses in time to see Hiroki putting on his coat. Akihiko rolled his eyes, "Yes you will and you know it and when it DOES happen again you'll probably do something else you regret. Why run from an innocent mistake? Baka..." Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, Narcissus went to stand... and... missed? Akihiko crumpled to the floor, eventually landing on his back, staring up at the ceiling. "Well that didn't work right..." he said in surprise, pushing himself up on his elbows. "Look, before you dash out the door like some blushing bride... help me stand up, ne? My equilibrium's shot to hell."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 9:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 9:57 pm
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"I'm fine. Stop worrying about it." Akihiko replied, his blue gaze suddenly sharp as he planted his feet beneath him. Now that he was up, he didn't feel quite as dizzy, so he took a testing step forward. "See? Fine." the musician said with a smile, walking past Hiroki and into the bathroom. His hair was a mess... "Ugh... Nikki-san's going to kill me for this... I trashed his hard work..." the musician frowned, carefully pulling out all of the extensions. Strangely the pressure on his head decreased by a fraction and the pain subsided somewhat... though it still lingered annoyingly in the background. Seeing himself in the mirror... without the extensions... blue eyes averted themselves and instead started filling the sink with water. "Why should I be apologetic anyway? I didn't do anything but offer you a drink and have a conversation. And no I don't have a hangover..." he splashed water on his face, using a white fluffy towel to dry the droplets away. Blue eyes narrowed in confusion though... because there was blood on the towel. His gaze went from the towel to the mirror, seeing a small trickle of blood coming from his nose. How had that happened? "I did't enable you, I entertained you." Narcissus continued speaking, wiping the blood away... only for it to keep flowing. "Ugh, just what I needed..." he hissed to himself, tilting his head back and pressing the towel against his nose. This... however... caused him to lose his balance again... and he fell backward, his back and head slamming into the bathroom wall behind him before he plopped onto the floor on his a**. Wincing, Akihiko curled forward, towel still against his nose as his free hand went back to hold his aching head. "I'm just... I'm dizzy and stressed out. I'm fine." Narcissus whispered... though he himself was starting to not believe that line any more. He wasn't fine... But he had to be... There was a show to be done... Izzy to take care of... "I'll go home, take some medicine, sleep for an hour or so then head to practice. I can sleep while Nikki fixed these damn extensions." he spoke, leaning back against the wall now, checking the towel. Nope... still bleeding... damn...
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 10:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 10:51 pm
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"What the... Asato PUT ME DOWN!" Akihiko raged but he didn't fight back much.... mainly because he felt that if he did and Hiroki dropped him, it'd hurt. Being stuck in the bed though... being ordered around... Didn't sit well. Not at all. "Damn it, Asato, I am FINE. FINE! I've missed two or three doses of medication so of course my head hurts and of course I'm dizzy and passing out left and right but I DO NOT need a Doctor and I WILL NOT be told what to do by you!" of course he didn't exactly try to get up either. Mainly because Akihiko held the distinct impression that he'd fall over... again... plus he still had the towel to his nose. The young tiger groaned however when he heard Hiroki on the phone. "Damn it, you're making it worse than it need be!"
Seconds later, Yuuji was standing in the doorway, closing the door behind him as he came into the room. The man was obviously tired and hadn't been awake very long.
"Yuuji, damn it! Tell him I'm fine."
"You're not fine." the other man replied, obviously a bit miffed at not realizing this sooner. "You're bleeding, baka!"
Akihiko rolled his eyes, but didn't argue.
"I'll go get his medication if you'll stay with him, Hiroki-san." Takagi spoke with a sigh. "A physician has been called... the same who checked on Lucky-san yesterday. He'll check on both of them when he arrives."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 11:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 11:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 11:51 pm
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