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  Nσ∂α ♡♡♡♡ sσ τɧιs ιs ℓσvє Currently on Hiatus ♡♡♡♡ -For Call Me Magoo and Sarcastic Wittiness only- Mαɾι |
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♡♡♡♡ sτσɾy ♡♡♡♡ Noda Matsui is a sixteen year old high school student in Japan and he is, unfortunately (to his eyes at least), gay. Due to believing his father would extremely disapprove of his sexuality, he is in the closet, with no intention of ever coming out. Mari Tanaka is a gay half-Japanese, half-American boy who came to Japan for college (though, it seems he dropped out alread), who is set on dating Noda. Let the drama and cuteness begin! |
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i won't ever tell you.... Nodα Mαtsuιmarshmallow Noda Matsuimarshmaow❤ Noda sat at the counter of his favorite diner, staring down at his sketchbook. The diner had a 1950's theme; at least, a western 1950's theme. Noda liked it a lot; the metallic counters, neon lights, an greasy food made him feel like he was in the diner in Grease. But, he wasn't in the best of moods now. He'd just been to Addiction, the tattoo shop he hung around a lot, and had passed his sketchbook their way, to see what they thought, if he was good enough to start working there, even if it was just busy work. Their response? That he wasn't quite good enough yet. It was a low blow to his ego. Noda was dying to tattoo; it'd been his goal for years, to become a tattoo artist. And now, he'd been told that he wasn't good enough. He sighed, and took a sip of his coffee as he flipped through the pages, trying to figure out what he had to improve on. I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you that i am gay |
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D'awww,ɱคяι ϯαɳαҡα ╔══════.♥.═╗ Mari was doing actually pretty well today; he had only dropped one glass. Well, he dropped a plate, too, but that was because he was trying to catch the glass while it was falling, so it was more like he forgot about gravity for a moment. He dropped the tray he was carrying both dishes on as well, but it wasn't broken, so it was okay by comparison. Although he was about one more broken dish away from getting fired, Mari didn't care; he hadn't expected to keep his job as waiter for very long (it had been a week and a half already), and besides, while he worked, he got to watch the most lovely costumer he had seen all day. He had been trying to figure out a way to casually start up a conversation with him, but he didn't seem to be in such a good mood (he had been staring at that sketchbook for an awfully long time, with such a terribly sad expression on his face), so Mari simply didn't have the courage to do that, not today, of all days. It was kind of a blessing in disguise, however, when he tripped, spilling a full glass of coke all over Noda. He was shocked, to find himself on the ground, his legs in an uncomfortable position, and broken glass on the floor in front of himself. ╚═.♥.══════╝  |
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i won't ever tell you.... Nodα Mαtsuιmarshmallow Noda Matsuimarshmaow❤ Noda was staring at a drawing of a figure; maybe, his proportions were off. Now that he was looking carefully, the eyes seemed too high in the face, and the arms were- And suddenly, without warning, he had soda spilled all over him. Noda leapt to his feet in surprise, letting out a yell. What the hell? He looked to the counter and more importantly, his sketchbook. Luckily, not a drop had touched his sketchbook. If it had, he probably would have cried. Or made a scene. Well, maybe not, since he didn't really do either of those. But he would have been incredibly angry, and heartbroken to have a sketchbook ruined. Looking down, he saw a red-haired man on the floor, surrounded by broken glass; by the looks of his outfit, he was a waiter. Figured. Noda looked at him for a moment, and then reached for the napkin containers that were located every few feet along the counter, to start blotting at his pants. They were soaked. I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you that i am gay |
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D'awww,ɱคяι ϯαɳαҡα ╔══════.♥.═╗ The first thing Mari was worried about was not that he was going to get fired right this instance, but that he had almost definitely ruined his chances on talking to this man. He began to pick up the shards of broken glass, looking from the floor, up at Noda, and then back down again multiple times. "I-I am so sorry!" he cried, truly meaning it. As seemed to be expected today, while he was looking up at Noda (almost praying that he wasn't too angry will him), he cut his hand on the glass, causing him to drop the shards, breaking most of them even further. "Crap," he muttered under his breath, "bleeding hurts." ╚═.♥.══════╝ |
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i won't ever tell you.... Nodα Mαtsuιmarshmallow Noda Matsuimarshmaow❤ "It's fine," Noda said, a little distracted. He'd used up a bunch of napkins, and was sure his pants were as dry as they were going to get. He glanced down at the waiter when he was spoken to, and stared. Green eyes. He had green eyes. They were in Japan, and he had green eyes. Noda had never seen a person in real life with green eyes; sure, in western movies, but never in real life. And this waiter's eyes were absolutely beautiful. He'd thought that maybe the hair was dyed, but now he wasn't so sure. Either way, he was really cute. Not that that mattered; Noda wasn't up for dating guys, even if he was gay. It just was not going to happen. When the waiter looked down at his hand, Noda jerked out of his daze, remembering that soda had just been spilled all over him and he was getting sticky. But, he'd seen the blood on the waiter's hand, and couldn't rush off, not just yet. Grabbing a few clean napkins, he held them out to the waiter. "Hold these to cut," he said simply. I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you that i am gay |
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D'awww,ɱคяι ϯαɳαҡα ╔══════.♥.═╗ "Ah- thank you," Mari said, smiling up at Noda. It wasn't a very deep cut, but he didn't want to bleed all over the floor, or on his uniform, for that matter. As he took the napkins, he couldn't help but to notice that Noda's fingers were cold- his whole hand could have been as well, but, since Mari hadn't touched his whole hand, he couldn't be sure. Just as he was starting to pick up the glass with his uninjured hand, he felt a chill run down his spine. He knew his boss was watching him, and he also knew that the second he was done cleaning up (or possibly sooner) he was going to be fired. He sighed softly, trying to relax himself a bit. ╚═.♥.══════╝ |
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i won't ever tell you.... Nodα Mαtsuιmarshmallow Noda Matsuimarshmaow❤ Once the waiter had taken the napkins from him, Noda looked back at his sketchbook, shutting it. He might as well go home; today kind of sucked. As he was gathering his things, someone- a manager- walked over. He apologized profusely, and offered to have Noda's meal on the house. Noda shrugged and agreed to it; he'd only gotten two cups of coffee, so it wasn't like he was putting a dent in anyone's salary. Once that was taken care of, Noda went to the bathroom, leaving his stuff at the counter. He wanted to try and wash himself as best he could. It was awkward, doing so in the bathroom of the restaurant, but what else could he do? He eventually emerged, his pants looking wetter than ever and went back to his seat to grab his messenger bag. He took out a carton of cigarettes from his bag before slipping it over his shoulder and heading out the door. Noda didn't smoke often, really; just three cigarettes a day, maybe. And right now, he just felt like he really needed one. He lit one as soon as he stepped outside, and then tucked the carton and lighter into his bag. I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you that i am gay |
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D'awww,ɱคяι ϯαɳαҡα ╔══════.♥.═╗ Mari sighed, rolling his eyes slightly, trying to ignore his almost impending doom. He felt the manager lean over him, and before he spoke, Mari quickly cut him off. "I'll be out of here once I've cleaned up," he said simply. Almost immediately, he heard his manager walking away; true, he was once again jobless, but at least he hadn't been embarrassed. Well, embarrassed further. He had picked up most of the shards, so he stood and quickly disposed of them. Of course, he had to give back the uniform, so he quickly changed in the staff bathroom, and opted to leave out of the back door, to avoid people much easier. Not only was Mari now jobless, but he had nothing to do for the rest of the day. Pouting, he walked around to the front of the restaurant (since he didn't like walking in alleys, even during the day), and was pleasantly surprised to find the poor customer whom he had spilled that soft drink on. He smiled softly, and picked up his pace a bit to catch up; he hadn't gotten too far, anyways. "Hey," he said simply once he had reached the man, grinning. ╚═.♥.══════╝ |
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i won't ever tell you.... Nodα Mαtsuιmarshmallow Noda Matsuimarshmaow❤ Noda looked over, hearing someone walk over to him. Oh; it was the waiter. He was a little confused why he'd run up to him, but nodded a greeting to him. "Hi," he said, and took a drag from his cigarette. It was a little weird to be standing with him; maybe he should try to start a conversation? He really wasn't in the mood to, but... He had kind eyes. "Is your hand okay?" I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you that i am gay |
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D'awww,ɱคяι ϯαɳαҡα ╔══════.♥.═╗ Mari quickly glanced down at his hand, and then back at Noda, nodding. "It's totally okay; no biggie." He quickly waved his hand, showing the band aid plastered across his palm, over the cut. He hadn't noticed before (presumably since Noda had been sitting, and Mari on the ground when he finally did stand), but Mari almost towered over him. It felt a little awkward, to be so much taller than him. In an attempt to 'fix' this, Mari slouched, making himself only about an inch shorter. ╚═.♥.══════╝ |
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i won't ever tell you.... Nodα Mαtsuιmarshmallow Noda Matsuimarshmaow❤ Noda nodded. "That's good." He stared at him, confused by how he was slouching. maybe he just had bad posture. He took another drag of his cigarette, not sure what to say next. It dawned on him that he didn't know his name, but didn't ask. He really didn't have the best social skills. I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you that i am gay |
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D'awww,ɱคяι ϯαɳαҡα ╔══════.♥.═╗ Mari finally realized something fairly important; he was smoking. He smiled a little bit; his older brother (though he was only older by a few minutes) had smoked as well, and the smell was quite familiar. "Umm, aren't you a bit... young to be smoking?" he asked, tilting his head to the side. He hoped that he guessed right, and that he wasn't actually much older than he appeared; that would be such a problem. ╚═.♥.══════╝ |
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i won't ever tell you.... Nodα Mαtsuιmarshmallow Noda Matsuimarshmaow❤ Noda shrugged. "I'm sixteen," he said. He didn't think he was too young; his mother would disagree, absolutely. She hated it that he smoked from time to time, but hadn't exactly made him stop. "I only smoke a little," he added. He hated when people judged him for smoking, so he tried to make it seem like he didn't smoke too much. I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you that i am gay |
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