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Mon Aug 17, 2009 10:19 am
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____ ◇◆ { Y A S U -- Kitayama }
________________________________ I loved you...the one who cried more easily than anyone... I loved you...pouting when I got up to my old tricks. I loved you...your willful, blazing jealousy. I loved you... even now i still do...
________________________________ Those wounds that consumed me are still hurting. Your tender voice echoing, even now. Please, make me cry a little. "Goodbye" to the one I loved more than any other...
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❝In my dishonesty I pretended I didn't notice anything at all.❞
The two simply smiled, maybe let out a small laugh or two, and only watched as the waiter - who they now knew by as Shota Matsurada - excuse himself to return to his duties. Though it was quite obvious that Shota's nickname was 'space case', the two just found it amusing to hear that out of the waiter's own lips. But now all that was left was to wait for the waiter to return with the check, so that they could pay and then start heading back over to the photo shoot set in time for some picture-taking. Yasu had killed some time by carefully placing his empty tea cup on top of the plate - that had the strawberry cheese pie on it - and then crumpled his dirty napkin and sticking it into the empty cup. This way, taking away the dirty dishes and clearing off the table would be easier if everything was piled up already. On the other hand, Daijiro was working on finishing the rest of his coffee in his right hand, while his left hand was fiddling with his cellphone. Most likely emailing someone or whatnot.
By the time Daijiro had finished gulping down the rest of the coffee, Shota had returned back with their check - after the waiter had finished attending the other tables of course. Those who come in earlier get first priority, not too surprising about that or else customer service wouldn't really be... customer service if that were not the case. Either way, the two soloists were left with their check in the cutesy decorative folder at the edge of their table. Of course, after Shota had realized the wrong folders were placed down, so the two smiled while letting the waiter fix up that minor mistake before walking off again. Immediately, Yasu took the folder into his hands and flipped it open, taking a look at the receipt. Surprisingly, especially for city prices, the food was not as expensive as Yasu thought they were. Yes, sue him, he didn't really take a look at the prices of their food as he was going through the menus earlier.
"I suppose we'll be splitting the check, as usual?" The older singer asked in a questionable tone, while at the same time leaning an arm across the table to only snatch the receipt out of Yasu's hands to look at it himself. Daijiro examined the thin piece of paper for a moment, before then setting it down on the table to then take out his wallet from his bag. In which Yasu did the same, taking out his own wallet. Now even though earlier Yasu had emailed Daijiro back about how Daijiro should be treating him out, that was all a mere joke. Even though they were both popular singers, it didn't mean they were big super stars of millionaires. Yes, that meant, in between paying for his apartment rent, college books and courses, and food, Yasu had to be careful with his money. Daijiro too; so he would've felt guilty if Daijiro had to cover his butt in regards for the check.
At the same time both of them put down enough cash that would mostly split the check in between. Then Yasu decided to add a few more bills to the total, and mentioned to Shota - when the waiter came around - that to keep the change as a sign of keeping it as a tip. During the time when Shota ran off again, to deal with the check, both soloists began to clean themselves up and get ready to go back out onto the streets. And by getting ready, that mean placing their hats back on as well as putting on their sunglasses. By the time Shota returned, both of them were already standing up, and Yasu had just pushed in his chair properly. "Everything was delicious! And don't worry about anything," Yasu started to say in a reassuring voice so that Shota wouldn't have to spazz AND worry at the same time.
"More like I should apologize for asking you to come out with us. I didn't think about whether you leaving while on the job will trouble your manager?" Though he didn't really want to say that maybe Shota should stay and work the rest of his shift - like a good employee - instead of coming with them to the photo shoot set. But Yasu saw, by how overly hyper and joyful Shota look, he figured the waiter must really want to go to the set. Then again, it was common logic for any fan to never turn down an once in a time offer like this.
When the waiter had started talking fast again, and then apologizing for - what, the sixth time now? - Yasu merely shrugged his shoulders and smiled as though he didn't seem to mind at all. Which was the case. Then, out of nowhere and probably out of character, Yasu raised a hand up and lightly brought it back down and patted Shota's shoulder. "You don't have to apologize. You're just being who you are, right? So I don't see the need to apologize, besides..." Yasu bent down a little, since he was taller after all, leaned over and used his hand to cover his mouth and Shota's ear as he was whispering secretly to the young waiter, "You're Dai's fan, right? Dai prefers if you're talkative. That way he doesn't feel like he's talking to a wall."
Right before he barely finished whispering to Shota, Daijiro immediately flailed a bit and whining about what Yasu was saying to the waiter. Now even though Daijiro was older than the other two, he was like a child when secrets were being kept from him. And Yasu couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, since he enjoyed messing with the other. Though he didn't really understand why he whispered to Shota about that - it wasn't as though he was trying to pair the two up or make them be goody-goody friends... It was just for a fan to get along with his idol in this once-in-an-lifetime opportunity. That's what Yasu made himself believe in.
"Anyway, we better start heading back before we're late. I suppose you need to change out of your uniform and get your things before we head out... Shota?"
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Mon Aug 17, 2009 9:01 am
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____ ◇◆ { Y A S U -- Kitayama }
________________________________ I loved you...the one who cried more easily than anyone... I loved you...pouting when I got up to my old tricks. I loved you...your willful, blazing jealousy. I loved you... even now i still do...
________________________________ Those wounds that consumed me are still hurting. Your tender voice echoing, even now. Please, make me cry a little. "Goodbye" to the one I loved more than any other...
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❝In my dishonesty I pretended I didn't notice anything at all.❞
The waiter was babbling on for so long, and so fast too, that Yasu and Daijiro hadn't gotten a chance to say anything in between. Though, not that either of them minded, they were too busy eat bits and pieces of their meal while just watching the waiter in amusement. In which, they found out that this waiter was seventeen years old, a fact that was almost hard to believe considering how short and childish the waiter appeared to be. They weren't able to say anything else to the waiter for now, so they only nodded their heads in response to the waiter as the young man dashed off to attend his other customers that were in the cafe. And it was as though they were watching a TV or something like that; since the two soloists couldn't help but just watch as the waiter worked hard to serve and please the customers. It was quite a sight to see such a hard working person. Most teens, in this day of age at least, were only here for the money and not to make people happy.
"Cute kid, don't you think? Can hardly believe he's seventeen," Daijiro mentioned out of the blue, his mouth full at first out of bad habit. So it took Yasu a few seconds to actually confirm and realize what the soloist said with at first such a stuffed mouth (he made a mental note to try to remind Daijiro of proper eating manners for the fifth-millionth time). "Oh yeah, we don't even know his name yet,"
"First spunky and now 'cute'? Isn't it a little weird to be calling another guy 'cute'?" Yasu teased with a smile on his lips; while he stabbed his fork into a piece of strawberry cheese pie, and then placing it into his mouth to chew on. He knew that Daijiro was the type who loved to give people comments and whatnot - which would explain why his fans loved him so much. Daijiro was able to give such compliments to make them faint for the sake of fanservice no doubt! But in actuality, Yasu had to admit, the waiter was indeed silly and amusing to watch and interact with. The waiter was constantly smiling and pretty much skipped to and fro around the cafe. Though he wondered if the waiter was so happy knowing that he was in the presence of two famous singers - and that he would be going with the two soloists to their photo shoot set.
Though Yasu wondered if it was okay for them to carelessly invite the waiter with them to the photo shoot. Well, even though it wouldn't matter to the staff members and the photographers as long as the two explained he was a friend, Yasu didn't consider what the cafe manager would say about it. Sure, it didn't look like they were busy right now, though it was still of question as to whether the manager would let the waiter take the rest of the day off.
Soon, the previous conversation didn't last long, and silence surrounded the table once more. It wasn't as though the two didn't have anything to talk about. It was just with the fact they were trying to eat their food, while making sure they had time to arrived at their set in time; there was very little room to talk at this stage. Just in case, Yasu checked his watch again, and it was about six o'clock right now - they should probably start leaving around six-fifteen if they planned on getting back before six-thirty. If they were even a minute late, no doubt their manager would go ballistic and think the two were kidnapped by a mob of fans or something along the lines of that.
Well, all Yasu had was a dessert plate, so he was finished and done in no time. He merely took sips from his now-cold tea, and waited for the other soloist to finish. There was no need to rush though, it wouldn't take them that long to get back to the park. Shortly after he was done eating and drinking his tea, the waiter had returned to their table with the usual questions about their meal. "I think we're fine. Maybe get the check now? Since we need to get back to the location set before six-thirty," Yasu spoke for the two of them, seeing as Daijiro was just finishing gobbling and chewing and swallowing the last bits of his turkey croissant. The older soloist then quickly wiped his mouth and hands clean with the napkins they were given.
"Oh, before you get the check though..." Daijiro sort of trailed off, seeing as he was trying to clear his throat from all of the mushy bread and turkey going down his throat.
Yasu chuckled and decided to finish speaking for the older man, "Could we get your name?"
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Mon Aug 17, 2009 7:50 am
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____ ◇◆ { Y A S U -- Kitayama }
________________________________ I loved you...the one who cried more easily than anyone... I loved you...pouting when I got up to my old tricks. I loved you...your willful, blazing jealousy. I loved you... even now i still do...
________________________________ Those wounds that consumed me are still hurting. Your tender voice echoing, even now. Please, make me cry a little. "Goodbye" to the one I loved more than any other...
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❝In my dishonesty I pretended I didn't notice anything at all.❞
Both Yasu and Daijiro had nodded their heads to confirm that the waiter had gotten their orders down correctly - so that no mistakes or any mishaps would happen as they were waiting for their food. And when the waiter had bow before heading back, Yasu also nodded his head down a bit as a form of a simple bow as well as a 'thank you' out of courtesy. The two watched as the waiter disappeared to where the employees' area was, before then returning their attention to each other at the little corner they were seated at. Since now that their identities were exposed, though no harm was done, Daijiro decided to take off the cap he was wearing, and placed it down near the edge of the table, closest to the wall. It would probably make them rather suspicious looking to be wearing hats inside the cafe anyway. "Spunky little kid, huh?" Daijiro flashed a carefree smirk, referring to the waiter of course, "He can't be older than fifteen years old, I'm betting?"
Yasu simply chuckled quietly as his hands brought his tea cup closer to himself, then his fingers held onto the cup's handle to lift the rim of the cup to his lips. Luckily, by now, the tea had cooled down and was not lava-burning hot on his lips, tongue, and throat as he took small sips. After taking a few sips his hand set the cup back down carefully, and he licked his lips a bit to rid of any residue of tea. "You really think so? Looks can be deceiving. I'm sure they wouldn't let a minor - that young - work here," Yasu smiled, as if speaking from experience. Which was true, for the most part. In the past, his parents always nagged at him to get a part time job during school breaks, and to make some money for himself. Of course, he was young back then, so the best he got was a mail delivery job. Luckily, sun was shining on Yasu when he fortunately ran into the manager he has today in the entertainment realm.
After a small silence, Yasu let out a half-hearted laugh, "Why are you even so curious about the waiter? Don't tell me you're checking him out,"
"What if I am?" Daijiro answered; not to mention a little too fast for Yasu's expectations. Now he knew that Daijiro was a bisexual man - the two were best friends after all, they knew everything about each other - though Yasu sometimes still didn't know what was running through the older soloist's mind. If Yasu was correct, then Daijiro was simply just messing around, as how eighty-percent of their conversations flowed most of the time. So there was no need to take this seriously... right?
"That was a rather half-hearted answer," Yasu chuckled, now noticing the smirk on Daijiro's face that could only mean this whole conversation was a joke. At least that's how Yasu saw it as his fingertips started tracing the rim of his cup out of boredom. "Sometimes, I have no idea what in the world you're thinking,"
Though right as Daijiro opened his mouth to say something, the waiter had came back, tray in his hands with their batch of orders on the shiny, circular tray. The two had pulled their cups out of the waiter's way, that way it was easier to set down the plates of food and whatnot. The waiter had looked a little dazed - Yasu noticed - as he set the food down; but nevertheless the two said their thanks and was about to dig in until the waiter had suddenly blurted out load about not having a crush. It was such a strange and random out-burst that it certainly caught both soloists' attentions, and probably the other customers in the cafe as well (though the other customers simply went back to their own business).
"No crush?" Yasu questioned with an amused smile traced on his lips, "You seem young, so shouldn't the thought of a crush be drifting somewhere in your mind?" The way he chuckled as he finished talking was obviously showing that he was teasing the waiter. He just couldn't help it, not when the waiter was being rather random, fidgety, and silly around the two soloists. Though, Yasu and Daijiro couldn't be THAT much older than the waiter, he still couldn't help but think the waiter was more kiddish and younger than what the actuality was.
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Sun Aug 16, 2009 10:26 pm
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____ ◇◆ { Y A S U -- Kitayama }
________________________________ I loved you...the one who cried more easily than anyone... I loved you...pouting when I got up to my old tricks. I loved you...your willful, blazing jealousy. I loved you... even now i still do...
________________________________ Those wounds that consumed me are still hurting. Your tender voice echoing, even now. Please, make me cry a little. "Goodbye" to the one I loved more than any other...
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❝In my dishonesty I pretended I didn't notice anything at all.❞
Meeting this waiter for the first time in his life, not to mention only exchanging words for the last five minutes, Yasu had come to a conclusion that this young waiter was a really, really, REALLY big fan of Daijiro. And how did Yasu come to such a conclusion? Well, just look at the waiter and anyone could swear they saw fireworks flying out from the waiter's big eyes of ultimate joy right now. It was really starting to get extremely difficult for Yasu to not laugh at such a sight; not to mention the waiter flailing his arms around - surprisingly enough, the tray didn't go flying out of the nearby window - was a priceless sight. Even Daijiro thought so when the other soloist began to chuckle at the sight of the waiter's joy.
"Although I'm not enjoying the thought that I was sold out by my so-called-friend here," Daijiro playfully narrowed his eyes in Yasu's direction, obviously hinting that he was only joking when he sounded like he was annoyed for being 'sold out'. "I guess it'll be okay if he comes on set."
"Come on, it wouldn't hurt to spoil a fan. We'll just introduce him as a friend to the staff and they wouldn't care," An amused and cherry smile was on Yasu's lips as he spoke, knowing that the staff members and photographers could care less if they let someone onto the set. Just as long as that 'someone' didn't mess with the equipment, all would be well. Heck, Yasu thought if they gave the waiter a paper with Daijiro's autograph on it, the waiter would probably be too occupied with the written-paper that he wouldn't be messing around on set.
Just then, Yasu was caught off guard a little when the waiter mentioned Yasu's own name, and about listening to his CD or such just a while ago. It wasn't unusual for him to hear from passing fans about them listening to his works, but the thought still cheered Yasu up nonetheless. "Yeah, that's me. And thanks for listening to my songs," He always thanked people - whether they were fans or just passersby - who listened to his songs. It reassured him that there were still people out that who might appreciate the work he put into in between managing his life and college work. Mostly, Yasu believed that Daijiro's works and self was more popular - even Yasu looked up to his best friend. Though in actuality, Yasu had a pretty big fanbase himself that he didn't realize all that often.
Now that they got all this situated... Yasu had now remembered their other purpose here, and that was getting something to eat before returning to the set. It actually wasn't until the waiter brought the subject back up about what they wanted to order. It would be best to hurry up and order, so they could get their meals, and then hurry back to the set in time. Yasu checked his watch again for the time - it was five fourty-eight. He decided to let the older soloist - Daijiro - take down his order first. Which, Daijiro ordered was simple turkey croissant, and probably just another refill on his coffee that he was sipping at during this entire small talk.
Since he wasn't that hungry to begin with, and when it was Yasu's turn to say what he wanted, he just decided to settle down for a slice of strawberry cheese pie. Then he thought about maybe ordering something else to take for to-go, since he wasn't sure if, at this rate, Daijiro and himself wanted to go out for dinner still. He let out a small sigh, figuring that the two of them will figure something out according to how well or badly the photo shoot goes. "Actually, make that two slices of those strawberry cheese pies. I'll just be taking one for take-out, if that's cool?" Yasu figured it would be fine, but he still asked with a bit of questioning tone in his voice. Then he closed the menu shut, and piled it on top of Daijiro's own closed one, making it easier for the waiter to take it away.
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Sun Aug 16, 2009 9:36 am
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____ ◇◆ { Y A S U -- Kitayama }
________________________________ I loved you...the one who cried more easily than anyone... I loved you...pouting when I got up to my old tricks. I loved you...your willful, blazing jealousy. I loved you... even now i still do...
________________________________ Those wounds that consumed me are still hurting. Your tender voice echoing, even now. Please, make me cry a little. "Goodbye" to the one I loved more than any other...
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❝In my dishonesty I pretended I didn't notice anything at all.❞
From across the table Yasu could hear and see the menu close, and Daijiro leaning back in his chair; which clearly showed that he was done picking out what he was planning on ordering. On the other hand, Yasu was still flipping through the cutely-designed menu, still wondering what he should order. Since it was still early, not usually the time he would go out to eat dinner, he wasn't as hungry as he usually would have been - he wondered if he should maybe just get a sweet treat. Little did his fans and others know, he was a major sweet tooth fanatic. Everyday, whether it was on the way home from college, on the way to work, in the break room, just where ever, Yasu would at least buy or have a sweet snack on him. Which usually ranged from strawberry shortcakes to a box of chocolate pocky in his bag.
Though before he finished deciding on what he wanted to order, he saw a figure out of the corner of his eye that was soon followed up with a light 'clink' sound on the table. Yasu looked up from his menu to see their drinks set down, with the coffee leaning towards his side and his tea towards Daijiro's way. However, the waiter suddenly, after showing hesitating at first, switched the two cups, so now their drinks were in the right positions. Oddly enough, and once again, the waiter suddenly switched the two drinks again - now on the wrong sides. It was obvious, and the two soloists could tell, that the waiter had absolutely no idea whose order was whose. Which, in most cases it might have annoyed the customers, but Yasu found it a little amusing that he couldn't help but smile a little.
Yasu simply muttered a quick 'it's okay' before reaching across the table to take his tea, and then gently slid the coffee cup towards the other. Then the waiter's next action - of accidentally asking about drinks and most likely having no clue what he was saying now - made Yasu laugh just a little since it was absolutely so silly watching a waiter this unorganized.
Next, he simply nodded his head towards Daijiro, silently stating how his friend can go ahead and place his order first. Though before Daijiro could even open his mouth to speak, the waiter started stuttering out words with complete shock in his voice. And the waiter's words made both soloists look up from their menus, and stare at the short waiter who easily found out their identities. Yasu didn't think their identities would be figured out so easily, especially in this near-empty cafe they were in; and Daijiro simply had a look of guilty-nervousness on his face.
"Waaah, we've been found out, Yasu!" Daijiro exclaimed as he fell back in his chair, nearly sinking down in it. Thankfully, Daijiro managed to keep his voice down and low enough so that the rest of the cafe couldn't hear them. At the same time, Yasu couldn't help but just nervously smile and chuckle to himself, while pulling down at the rim of his hat as though to hide his eyes more. While Yasu wanted to say it was Daijiro's fault for picking this cafe, it was partly his own fault too for not stopping the other from choosing so.
"Can't do anything about. Once we've been exposed there's no use hiding anymore," Yasu could only hope that this waiter wasn't some crazy fan of some sort. Having a crazy mob of fans crowding this little cafe was the last thing the two soloists needed. He wondered if he could reason it out with the waiter about keeping quiet; so he looked up at the waiter and brought a finger up to his own lips as a sign of keeping quiet. "Um, could you keep quiet about us here? We're in the middle of a job and it'll be a hassle otherwise. Oh! How about this, if you're a huge fan of Dai here, you can come visit us on the photo shoot set we're on right now as VIP?"
A sly grin was on Yasu's lips as he finished talking. Yes, he was using his best friend as bribery, it was all part of a survival of being famous.
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Sun Aug 16, 2009 7:54 am
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____ ◇◆ { Y A S U -- Kitayama }
________________________________ I loved you...the one who cried more easily than anyone... I loved you...pouting when I got up to my old tricks. I loved you...your willful, blazing jealousy. I loved you... even now i still do...
________________________________ Those wounds that consumed me are still hurting. Your tender voice echoing, even now. Please, make me cry a little. "Goodbye" to the one I loved more than any other...
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❝In my dishonesty I pretended I didn't notice anything at all.❞
After chatting it up with his best friend - Daijiro - while getting his make-up and hair fixed up for the set at the same time, both soloists decide to kill some time by doing stuffs. For Yasu, stuff like reviewing his schedule for tomorrow, as well as next week; and then took out a book from his messenger bag and started reading the novel for a class of his. He managed to flip through several pages into the book, and was so indulged and into the contents of the chapter that Yasu nearly forgot he was still at the photo shoot set. That was, until he heard one of the camera men groaning loudly in absolute frustration and disappointment. A wave of the staffs' murmurings brought the soloist back to reality, look up at his surroundings - checking left and right a few times - before beginning to question in his mind at what was going on. "Is something wrong?"
One of the staff members managed to crawl out of the mess of people standing around the photo shoot, and came towards both of the famous soloists with a disappointed look on his features. "There's a slight problem with two of our cameras, as well as one of the lightings for the set," The staff member began explaining the current situation to the two, "It might take some time to fix. Why don't the two of you go and catch some grub and then come on back at... how about six-thirty?"
While the situation was being explained, Yasu took the chance to bring his left arm up, pull the sleeve back a little, and check out the time on the wrist watch he wore. It was five minutes 'till five-thirty, so that left them with just a little over an hour to grab a quick meal and then come back. Luckily, the area they were at had cafes and restaurants all around; so at least they could find something to eat within walking distance.
Daijiro, who was still seated in the seat next to Yasu's, merely sighed while shrugging his shoulders with a look of unsatisfactory on his face. The other soloist most likely wanted to get this done and over it - Yasu easily read that on his friend's face and tried hard to stifle his laugh. He succeeded and managed to only smile as he started standing up while putting his novel away into the darkness of his bag. "Well, it's still early, but let's get dinner now since we can't do anything else until they fix the cameras and stuff."
The two teenagers came to an agreement, and so they picked up their belongings and set off to find a nearby place to eat and hang out at. Not to mention they had to sneak off the set, wearing shades and a hat, so that way they wouldn't be disturbed by fans while they were trying to eat. That would have been quite a hassle... First the two argued about which way should they go to search for an empty cafe, then they argued about what kind of food to eat. Eventually, the two came to an agreement that they weren't actually all that hungry right now - seeing that it was still early - so they decided to drop by a small cafe for probably some coffee and a quick snack. The soloists - well, more particularly Daijiro - choose Cafe' GoGo, simply because it's exterior looked.. well, cute. In the end Yasu didn't seem to mind, since the place didn't look to crowded, so at least they would be able to eat in peace.
Because the cafe was not overpopulated with customers, the two were able to simply walk in and were immediately given a seat by the waitress at the front desk register. Not to mention the only people in the cafe were an old couple and some adults here and there - no fans, or anyone who can be considered a fan, in sight. Anyway, with the rate they were going, the two of them would be able to eat, digest, chat, and still make it back in time for the shoot at six-thirty. The two were given - or rather they requested - a seat next to the wall with no window. Yasu figured that they wouldn't be noticed by passing pedestrians from outside. Once seated, the waitress asked for drinks for starters:
"Coffee, please!"
"I'll just have mint tea."
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Sat Aug 15, 2009 10:07 am
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____ ◇◆ { Y A S U -- Kitayama }
________________________________ I loved you...the one who cried more easily than anyone... I loved you...pouting when I got up to my old tricks. I loved you...your willful, blazing jealousy. I loved you... even now i still do...
________________________________ Those wounds that consumed me are still hurting. Your tender voice echoing, even now. Please, make me cry a little. "Goodbye" to the one I loved more than any other...
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❝In my dishonesty I pretended I didn't notice anything at all.❞
In the amidst of paper shuffling, pencils scratching, and the jitterings of an old professor's words, the clocked ticked quietly away in it's spot above the vast chalkboard that took up a whole wall. As soon as the second-hand finally ticked it's way to the '12' number, the final minute was counted and it was finally '3 o'clock'. The professor noticed, and so he quickly wrapped up his speech with a quick cough and a few last words, before then swaying a hand as a sign that the students were dismissed. Yasu Kitayama let a small sigh creep out from in-between, slightly parted lips; feeling a sense of accomplishment inside himself as he has completed yet another day of class. His dominant hand started placing his pencil, pen, and eraser away into the small pencil pouch that sat off to the side - and once done his other hand zipped the pouch shut before throwing it into a compartment of his messenger bag. Afterward, he flipped his notebook shut, its black-and-white checkered patterned cover now on top, and then Yasu placed the notebook away into his bag as well. Today was Friday, one of the three days of the week in which he did not have anymore classes after his '12 to 3' class was over and done with. Though he wasn't planning on going home right away, Yasu had other plans for the day - such as work.
As he rose from his seat, slugging his messenger bag's strap over his shoulder, the singer took out his flip-phone from the pocket of his gray jacket (though it was early fall, still hot at least, it was very chilly in the classrooms and their hallways). The screen had an alert window, signaling that he had six new emails (or text messages, whichever works) that he received during class. So as the students started filing out of the class, Yasu followed with the flow with one hand in his pocket, the other checking the emails at the same time. Upon checking the emails, he found that two of them were from his manager, two were just spam, one was from his mother reminding him to eat dinner, and the last one was from a co-worker mentioning if they should go out tonight and hang out since their schedules for the day matched up. Speaking of his schedule, this afternoon to evening, Yasu was scheduled to do some outdoor photo shooting for a magazine about the entertainment realm and whatnot. The photo shoot also included Daijiro Fujiie to be featured in with Yasu; in which, this Daijiro is the very-same co-worker who messaged Yasu asking about dinner. While the two were soloists in the same entertainment company, the two have been close for years.
Right as he walked outside of the classroom building he was in, Yasu had stood at the base of the staircase and started typing a quick message in reply to his friend's:
►To: Dai-kun
►From: Yasu
►Subject: Re: Dinner?
Sure, that's cool with me.
Since we have that photo shoot together, we can go after we're done. Your treat? :)
A simple, small smile was traced onto his lips as he hit the 'send' button, watching as the screen flashed a cute animation of a mail being zoomed off. Once that was done, and a 'Message was sent' appeared on his cellphone's screen, Yasu flipped the phone shut and tucked it back away into his pocket. After that he started to pick up his feet and started walking away, now coming closer to getting off college grounds. On the other side of the college gates, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks and notice the flood of people around on the sidewalks and the road. That's right, he remembered, around this time of the day the high school that was only a block away, was also done with classes for the day. So around this time, if the students weren't participating in after-school clubs and activities, they would go home and the road was crowded.
A little too crowded... Yasu mentally told himself as he was caught up by a few students who noticed who he was right off the bat. Now while he was still a newbie to the entertainment world, he did have a solid fanbase of admirers and fans; and with the paparazzi around it wasn't hard to figure out where Yasu was attending college as a part-time student (his mother insisted that he should still attend school in case his career fails on him). Though it was never bad at all, he was still given his privacy and was never too bothered by fangirls and whatnot. He's a human being too, after all.
Eventually, after at least a good ten-minute walk, the soloist arrived at the steps of a subway station. While he was legal to drive, it was sometimes easier just walking and using the subway as a sense of transportation - driving was usually more dangerous, especially in city streets. Now he had an all-day train ticket, that Yasu had brought earlier this morning, so he easily slipped in through, passing numerous of people, and waited against a pillar for his specific train to drop by in. From looking at one of his previous emails from his manager, he already knew where he was going for the outdoor photo shooting today - which was going to start at 5 o'clock to accommodate his and everyone's schedules. The photo shoot was, according to the email and from the location spot, was going to take outdoors in a famous, large park in the city. It was suppose to fit the theme of the interview - that he was scheduled for later - about the upcoming changing seasons from summer to fall, and about his upcoming plans for the near-future.
Eventually the train came zooming into the subway station, and everyone in the station was given about ten minutes to board before the doors would shut and the train would leave to it's next destination. It was only about three stops later, in which Yasu finally reached his. He filed out of the train, following the rest of the crowd, and eventually made his way out from the underground subway station; and not far from where the subway entrance, was the park where Yasu saw a small crowd beginning to form around it. Walking nearer to the park, he could see cameras, lighting shades, and many people here and there in the park. And, as usual, there would be a yellow tape around the area that blocked fans from getting into the photo shoot site.
Once he met up with his manager, said a few greetings towards the camera cast for today, he sat down in a chair next to his co-worker. "Hey, I hope you're still up for dinner?" Yasu smiled at Daijiro, just as he felt a staff member clipping his bangs back in order to fix up his make-up for the shoot.
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destinat▪ion xxx destruct▪ion xxx frustrat▪ion xxx conclus▪ion
http://i27.tinypic.com/jk7qtk.jpg _____ http://i27.tinypic.com/2hnmd7q.jpg _____ http://i27.tinypic.com/301dn3o.jpg
[ ✖ a n d xxxy o uxxx a r e xxx a d d i c t e dxxx t o xxx t h e xxxl o v e .]
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Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:34 pm
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____ ◇◆ { Y A S U -- Kitayama }
________________________________ I loved you...the one who cried more easily than anyone... I loved you...pouting when I got up to my old tricks. I loved you...your willful, blazing jealousy. I loved you... even now i still do...
________________________________ Those wounds that consumed me are still hurting. Your tender voice echoing, even now. Please, make me cry a little. "Goodbye" to the one I loved more than any other...
http://i32.tinypic.com/2pruyix.jpg
❝In my dishonesty I pretended I didn't notice anything at all.❞
In the amidst of paper shuffling, pencils scratching, and the jitterings of an old professor's words, the clocked ticked quietly away in it's spot above the vast chalkboard that took up a whole wall. As soon as the second-hand finally ticked it's way to the '12' number, the final minute was counted and it was finally '3 o'clock'. The professor noticed, and so he quickly wrapped up his speech with a quick cough and a few last words, before then swaying a hand as a sign that the students were dismissed. Yasu Kitayama let a small sigh creep out from in-between, slightly parted lips; feeling a sense of accomplishment inside himself as he has completed yet another day of class. His dominant hand started placing his pencil, pen, and eraser away into the small pencil pouch that sat off to the side - and once done his other hand zipped the pouch shut before throwing it into a compartment of his messenger bag. Afterward, he flipped his notebook shut, its black-and-white checkered patterned cover now on top, and then Yasu placed the notebook away into his bag as well. Today was Friday, one of the three days of the week in which he did not have anymore classes after his '12 to 3' class was over and done with. Though he wasn't planning on going home right away, Yasu had other plans for the day - such as work.
As he rose from his seat, slugging his messenger bag's strap over his shoulder, the singer took out his flip-phone from the pocket of his gray jacket (though it was early fall, still hot at least, it was very chilly in the classrooms and their hallways). The screen had an alert window, signaling that he had six new emails (or text messages, whichever works) that he received during class. So as the students started filing out of the class, Yasu followed with the flow with one hand in his pocket, the other checking the emails at the same time. Upon checking the emails, he found that two of them were from his manager, two were just spam, one was from his mother reminding him to eat dinner, and the last one was from a co-worker mentioning if they should go out tonight and hang out since their schedules for the day matched up. Speaking of his schedule, this afternoon to evening, Yasu was scheduled to do some outdoor photo shooting for a magazine about the entertainment realm and whatnot. The photo shoot also included Kazuyori Fujiie to be featured in with Yasu; in which, this Kazuyori is the very-same co-worker who messaged Yasu asking about dinner. While the two were soloists in the same entertainment company, the two have been close for years.
Right as he walked outside of the classroom building he was in, Yasu had stood at the base of the staircase and started typing a quick message in reply to his friend's:
►To: Kazu-kun
►From: Yasu
►Subject: Re: Dinner?
Sure, that's cool with me.
Since we have that photo shoot together, we can go after we're done. Your treat? :)
A simple, small smile was traced onto his lips as he hit the 'send' button, watching as the screen flashed a cute animation of a mail being zoomed off. Once that was done, and a 'Message was sent' appeared on his cellphone's screen, Yasu flipped the phone shut and tucked it back away into his pocket. After that he started to pick up his feet and started walking away, now coming closer to getting off college grounds. On the other side of the college gates, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks and notice the flood of people around on the sidewalks and the road. That's right, he remembered, around this time of the day the high school that was only a block away, was also done with classes for the day. So around this time, if the students weren't participating in after-school clubs and activities, they would go home and the road was crowded.
A little too crowded... Yasu mentally told himself as he was caught up by a few students who noticed who he was right off the bat. Now while he was still a newbie to the entertainment world, he did have a solid fanbase of admirers and fans; and with the paparazzi around it wasn't hard to figure out where Yasu was attending college as a part-time student (his mother insisted that he should still attend school in case his career fails on him). Though it was never bad at all, he was still given his privacy and was never too bothered by fangirls and whatnot. He's a human being too, after all.
Eventually, after at least a good ten-minute walk, the soloist arrived at the steps of a subway station. While he was legal to drive, it was sometimes easier just walking and using the subway as a sense of transportation - driving was usually more dangerous, especially in city streets. Now he had an all-day train ticket, that Yasu had brought earlier this morning, so he easily slipped in through, passing numerous of people, and waited against a pillar for his specific train to drop by in. From looking at one of his previous emails from his manager, he already knew where he was going for the outdoor photo shooting today - which was going to start at 5 o'clock to accommodate his and everyone's schedules. The photo shoot was, according to the email and from the location spot, was going to take outdoors in a famous, large park in the city. It was suppose to fit the theme of the interview - that he was scheduled for later - about the upcoming changing seasons from summer to fall, and about his upcoming plans for the near-future.
Eventually the train came zooming into the subway station, and everyone in the station was given about ten minutes to board before the doors would shut and the train would leave to it's next destination. It was only about three stops later, in which Yasu finally reached his. He filed out of the train, following the rest of the crowd, and eventually made his way out from the underground subway station; and not far from where the subway entrance, was the park where Yasu saw a small crowd beginning to form around it. Walking nearer to the park, he could see cameras, lighting shades, and many people here and there in the park. And, as usual, there would be a yellow tape around the area that blocked fans from getting into the photo shoot site.
Once he met up with his manager, said a few greetings towards the camera cast for today, he sat down in a chair next to his co-worker. "Hey, I hope you're still up for dinner?" Yasu smiled at Kazuyori, just as he felt a woman clip his bangs back in order to fix up his make-up for the shoot.
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destinat▪ion xxx destruct▪ion xxx frustrat▪ion xxx conclus▪ion
http://i27.tinypic.com/jk7qtk.jpg _____ http://i27.tinypic.com/2hnmd7q.jpg _____ http://i27.tinypic.com/301dn3o.jpg
[ ✖ a n d xxxy o uxxx a r e xxx a d d i c t e dxxx t o xxx t h e xxxl o v e .]
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( cherry dairy • ★☆ ) Ckiyaku-Chan & kaziclipse only
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Fri Aug 14, 2009 10:09 am
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❝Yasu Kitayama❞
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► a g e 「 twenty 」
► r o l e 「 famous soloist singer while a part-time college student 」
► t r a i t s 「 open-minded, but reserved while in public that does not involve work. pretty mature and leads his own life his own way. sometimes dense in the most obvious situations, and also short-tempered 」
► p u p p e t e e r 「 kaziclipse 」
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( cherry dairy • ★☆ ) Ckiyaku-Chan & kaziclipse only
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Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:28 am
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_____ private roleplay ★☆
_____ do not post here unless you're :
_____ ● Ckiyaku-Chan
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