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 Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 8:10 am
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..
"What I know and my take on everything?" That was a difficult question because Michi did know quite a bit but not every detail. Ishi-san didn't open up to him like Narcissus had over time so he wasn't quite sure how to present them. "Ok...well I'll tell you what I think of what you had told me and what I had seen on my own." Michi knew Narcissus would butt in with questions if he had them so he just started talking."
He tilted his head as his fingers worked on Narcissus' shoulders trying to massage out the tension that got caught in the traps. "When I first met you with him, you weren't quite friendly with Ishi-san but you treated him better than others around you. He was always working even when I arrived. You told me later he's a workaholic and you were annoyed that he didn't eat better. I didn't say much about it but he was working with trying to get a band for you and also managing Nakai-san. When the media found you smoking on the balcony, I think he wanted to beat you within an inch of your life." He laughed a little at the thought of Ishi-san's exasperated look about the whole affair.
Then he thought about what he had said, "Mmm...ah...but as for more about Ishi-san, my mom knows him better but I know he lived in America for awhile and when his parents wanted him to take over the family business, he ran off and got a job for Indie. Became a manager later and managed a couple bands at once before Indie collapsed. Mom started working with him again when he resurfaced and was working with Ohayou."
Taking a short time to change positions, Michi started to work on Narcissus abs and chest. He did remain professional during his work and let his hands treat the man as good as a client but no closer than one. "After some time, you told to me that Ishi-san didn't date his Stars. He had a set of work ethics but you weren't thrilled about that either. I wasn't sure if you wanted to date him or if you wanted him to have a world outside the workplace. But over time, I think your opinions changed to a degree. You were very protective at times and he had softened a bit with you. I think he really felt something for you. Well I knew he did when...Ah..mmm...not sure I should talk about that stuff. I'm not sure what Ishi-san already told you."
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 4:45 pm
Blue eyes opened slightly, and while Narcissus thought about what to say next... well... he simply let his guard down.
"I'm a bit of a b*****d to everyone." Akihiko spoke, turning his head to the side and looking up and back at Michi. "You included, I suppose. Why would I act any different to a manager? Protective..." the musician shook his head. "Hiroki said the same damn thing. I don't get how I can care about someone, about anyone really."
He acted as if he'd never loved which... well... he hadn't. Not really anyway. He'd had sex sure but never been in love.
At least, not with a person...
Only with the music and...well... perhaps to the onlooker... himself as well.
Blue eyes narrowed slightly, "Tell me what you know, Tanaka-san. What Lucky-san has said hardly matters when... I'm asking you."
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 5:06 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..
"Well...ah..." Michi looked up from his work and pull his hands away for a moment to crack his knuckles before moving down to Narcissus' hips and carefully adjusting them. It was obvious how skilled his hands were as they worked and Narcissus could hear and feel the pop and sudden flow of blood to areas that had been restricted. "There...that's it. Yep. Same place too."
But Michi didn't quite stray from Narcissus' request, he just wanted to think about phrasing but then he realized that Narcissus didn't like to beat around the bush when it came to answers. "Ishi-san confessed to you the morning of the concert. And you told me about it later....saying you told him you wouldn't answer him until after the concert because you couldn't deal with those thoughts right then. You told me that you were frustrated because he tried to take it back when he thought it would upset your performance. And you weren't happy with the idea that he would deny it. You said you confronted him in his room before well...umm...visiting me in the laundry."
He pauses for another moment to massage the hip where it had popped, "I don't know what your answer was going to be so I can't tell you that. All I know, is that you may have not recognized it but I think you were more than fond of him. But that's just me looking at how you acted and what you said."
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 5:16 pm
"Fond of him?!" Narcissus turned quickly, thankfully not upsetting the work which Michi had done on his hips.
Hips that were very very relaxed now.
"Are you insane? Why in hell would I give a s**t about some manager?" there was an obvious anger there... and yet...
Even Akihiko knew his response had more to do with fear than anything else.
"Managers confessing... stars falling... it's a horrible chain reaction that ends up destroying the careers of both. Besides, Izzy Lucky didn't really seem the type to swing that way, least not when I met him a bit ago. Guess appearances can be deceiving but..." shaking his head Narcissus sighed. "Ridiculous. Simply idiotic. I think you're a poor judge of character, Tanaka-san. Sure, Lucky-san is cute, I'll give the man that, but honestly? You think I'd fallen for him?" he laughed slightly, "That's the most ridiculous thing I've heard all day... and believe me, I've heard a LOT today."
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 7:03 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..
"Hey look, you asked me to tell you what I saw, how it seemed. And yes, you gave a s**t for him. I know that's a big pill to swallow but it's no lie. When you had nothing, he took you in, put up with you as you are right now, did everything he could to get you back on stage so you could live that dream. He didn't have to do all that for you but he did. So yeah, you gave a s**t about him."
Michi then popped Narcissus' knee cap into place before starting to massage the muscles from the thighs down. He was a little annoyed by this Narcissus but he didn't let it show. Anger just wasn't the right emotion for the situation and he really didn't want to fuel the fire. "Maybe you didn't love him. But if you didn't, your off stage show was pretty dang impressive. After watching you sit there holding his hand tightly in the hospital after the assault and everything, I'd be hard pressed to say you didn't feel something. When he woke up, you fed him ice cream because his throat looked like someone tried to crush it. He's still got bruises that are healing up."
He dragged his fingers down to Narcissus foot and worked on the ankle stretching and flexing it before massaging along the heel. Then looked up with a gentle smile as his fingers popped each toe, "It's ok, Narcissus. I'd pretty much agree with you that the man you were three months ago couldn't even fathom the stuff I'm saying. So just give yourself time because it might be awhile before something clicks. I'd be pretty unsure of myself if I were in your place too so I can't imagine what you're feeling right now." He kneaded each toe as he moved up the foot, the started checking alignment of the feet. "Oh crap, you did it again. Heck, when you're all well again we're getting a personal trainer to work on you left leg." He picked up the left foot and in an instant popped the ankle and then started kneaded out a knot.
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 7:11 pm
The popping of his knee hadn't felt as good as his hips, and the ankle actually hurt. Wincing, Narcissus resisted the urge to reach down and grab his leg.
Partly because he was exhausted and his head was starting to hurt again and, partly, because he simply couldn't move that fast.
"Stop trying to pity me or act like I'm not pissing you off." Akihiko spoke, though he was smirking when he said it.
Could be a good thing or a bad thing...
"If you know me that well, or claim to, then you'll also know I don't appreciate pity. I do however like straight answers, and you've certainly given them." his smirk turned into a slight smile and the musician nodded. "I can see why I wanted you hired into Ohayou in the first place. Well, massage skills aside, of course. You apparently don't mind my attitude. Most physical therapists would have cowered and fled by now."
But what Michi had said about Izzy was weighing heavily on the young Koyasu's mind...
Not only was his manager apparently in love with him... but it seemed that Narcissus had reached out toward that manager in a caring manner as well...
"I'd like to speak with Izzy Lucky again, once he's available. I probably was more of a b*****d than usual... I'd like to remedy that."
Apologize?
Maybe...
But certainly talk to the man again and this time hear him out.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 7:42 pm
"What you need to work on..." Naoko spoke softly, kissing the tip of Ryu's nose. "Is getting better. Wouldn't it be nice to sleep in your own bed? I could bring you breakfast... we could have coffee and watch tv... just be lazy the entire day..."
Carefully, the blond captured Ryuukaze's finger, bringing it up to his lips and kissing it gently.
"We can't do that in a hospital bed... I could even bring you ice cream... watch your favorite dramas maybe? Or we could get a wii and play a few games. I bet the doctors would love that, Ryu-kun... it would help retrain your coordination."
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 8:35 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..
"I'm not pitying you. Ok well maybe I'm finding you a bit frustrating but pity no. I'd really love it if you were to snap out of it and remember our times together but it's not just an instantly occurring thing so I'm going to take this in stride and work with you just as if this were some sort of physical injury. Slowly and at the pace of my patient. Me getting angry at you isn't going to to help." he chuckled a little, "Besides it just makes you more pissy if I do."
"Mmm...I'll see what I can do. That big guy, Sal said while I was outside that Asato-san sent him to one of Ohayou's private pads. Not sure what that means but I bet he still has your cellphone and if he doesn't...I've got the number to his private phone. When do you want to see him?"
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 8:45 pm
"And here I like being pissy... to an extent." Narcissus joked, knowing that his anger was just a reflexive response... a shield.
It kept the deeper parts... the more personal, hidden behind a wall of fury.
But the musician sighed, "It hardly matters. Whenever he has the time. If Hiroku sent him somewhere, no doubt, he's supposed to remain there for a while. Just think how livid Hiroki would be if I talked to Lucky-san again, ne?" Akihiko teased.
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 8:22 am
 ~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"I'm actually doing pretty damn good, considering. I'll be fine as soon as I can get out of this fog. Damn medication...always with the drowsiness..." the violinist muttered, holding tightly to Naoko's hand as though he might slip away if not held on to. "Mmm....ice cream....home in bed....with you. Gonna eat....eat that ice cream right off of you....chocolate syrup......nnm.....yummy...." he managed, almost incoherently, as he began to drift off, finally succumbing to sleep. It had been quite a while, Ryuukaze fast asleep beside his precious NAKO. He hadn't moved aside from a funny twitch in his face once in a while, when he slowly began to moan in his sleep.
Naoko was crying...he was so scared, so...broken. Ryu could see everything, but he couldn't move. Why couldn't he move?
Strings....there were strings on him, tied to his arms, legs, the top of his head...hanging down from somewhere above him.
Suddenly, Naoko began to scream...but for some reason, it sounded like wood....like wood creaking loudly when far too much pressure was applied to it. Looking on in terror, Ryu could see that Naoko was also tied to strings. He wanted to call out to his lover, wanted to do something, but he couldn't move, couldn't speak.
Slowly, the pianist's head rose, revealing a dusty looking face with too much blush and lipstick, painted like a pretty doll. No...he WAS a pretty doll. He was made of wood. He was...a puppet! They were both puppets!
Out of nowhere, something grabbed Naoko up right before his eyes, something dark, menacing, that just laughed and laughed and laughed. It was someone...someone dark, and frightening. Hayato! The horrific shrieking continued out of Naoko's wooden, painted mouth as Hayato began to pull him apart, ripping off his arms, then his legs, leaving nothing but splintered stubs as the blond puppet's eyes rolled around in his head, his screaming never ceasing, and no matter how loudly Ryu tried to cry out, how hard he fought to move...he was helpless....
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! NAOKOOOO!!!!!!!!! NAO!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!" Ryu screamed to the top of his lungs, jerking into a sitting position in the bed, body covered in cold sweat, heart racing a mile a minute. It had been a nightmare. The worst one he had ever had. How long had he been asleep? An hour? More? Less? He was so disoriented he couldn't figure out which way was up. Had Naoko been asleep? Was Naoko...alive? Where was he? No...hospital....Naoko was there....it was...ok. "Kami-sama....kami-sama...." the violinist gasped, trembling uncontrollably. What had that been about? It had been...impossibly horrible. Not knowing what else to do, the brunette just broke down and cried. ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 11:38 am
TANAKA MICHI
"Ha! Well your always nosy and pissy. You can be rest assured that didn't change except well when I've had you laid out on my table. Then you're a good boy. But I won't tell anyone about that." He chuckled as he worked up the other leg.
Actually in some ways Michi was relieved that Narcissus was somewhat normal in a few area. " Yeah I am sure he would be livid. You and he don't see eye to eye most days. But I'll give Ishi-san a call and see if I can get him to slip away from Asato-san's private pad. I'm guessing Ishi-san is going to be itching to get back to work. He seems to always try to work when he starts worrying."
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 4:58 pm
"Good. I wouldn't want my reputation of being an a** to be destroyed." Akihiko replied, obviously joking.
Or was he?
"Most days? Hiroki and I have never been on good terms. It's just that before... well he really didn't talk back much. I guess ojisan promoting him made the man grow some balls." the musician frowned, looking to Michi quickly. "What the hell does he have to worry about? From what I've heard and seen, he's recovering quickly and I'm not dead. Plus Hiroki said this concert thing was a huge success. How in hell is he finding something to worry about?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 5:17 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..
"Yeah, most days. Well sure, I suppose he would have had to from what you said your grandfather's job is a challenge. I can see why you told Asato-san you didn't want it." he answered as he took a moment to look over Narcissus' body. "Mm...looks like this is the best I can do today."
Michi paused then shook his head, "Man, the answers are obvious. He's probably worrying about you, Narcissus. And well, I'm sure he's now worrying about where he's going to live long term. And he doesn't own anything after the fire except what Asato-san bought for him, even his corvette got burnt out. So yeah, I think he's probably got plenty he's worrying about."
Of course, as Michi thought about it he felt like he should be doing a bit more for Ishi-san, "Maybe I'll see if he wants to go with me to the real estate broker and look for homes. I need to find an apartment closer to Ohayou and he needs to find a new home too. Try to make it fun for him."
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 5:35 pm
What wouldn't I do for King and Country...
Yes Sir!------------------------------------------------}:-  Asato Hiroki
Chairman's Secretary - Ohayou Productions
The Hours later...on to a new day
Many hours of consultations with the lawyers left Hiroki dead tired. After all that had happened he still had a day's worth of work left and he doubted he'd get much sleep. However, sleep came anyway in the form of his head landing soft on his arms at the desk.
When he woke, he was in his bed not knowing how he finally had gotten from point A to point b. And maybe it was just better that way because sometimes the brain power couldn't be allocated to trivial matters. So he continued to lay there in bed thinking about Narcissus...Matsumoto Izo and the plague of problems that seems to be occurring around him.
It was then one problem poked its head to the top of the list. Koyasu Aki...The Chairman. Where had the man been?? And why hadn't he returned Hiroki's calls. It was then Hiroki rolled over and looked at the clock deciding he would go to the estate himself and find out answers. At least, the man should see his grandson in the hospital.
So within the hour, Hiroki was on his way, making phone calls the entire trip to plan for Narcissus' move to his house. And a few well placed lies with a few gossipers to cover up the 'absence'. Until Izzy Lucky was back on full time duty, Hiroki really did take just take this as one more thing on his plate to deal with.
-:{------------------------------------------------No Sir!
...Where you Lead - that is the Path I Follow. ]
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 6:21 pm
As Ryu nodded off... Naoko couldn't help but be a tad bit envious.
His akuma was asleep...
Oh how the blond wanted to join him in blissful dreams...
He tried.
Really really tried.
About an hour later, a nurse came in. She didn't remark on the fact that the two were laying side by side, thinking it odd yes but... well... both had been brought in together so she simply assumed that they were close.
Brothers perhaps?
They looked awfully familiar to her for some reason...
Shaking that thought aside, the woman approached Naoko. "You should really be resting, ummm..." glancing at his chart she blinked. "O... Oumori-san... your name sounds so familiar..."
The pianist didn't even look at her. "I tried to sleep. I keep having nightmares. And no, you can't drug me." but he said nothing of why he seemed familiar to her.
Pausing, the nurse nodded. "I was going to suggest a sedative but.... if you insist..."
"I insist." Naoko spoke coldly, amber eyes filled with frost glaring at her suddenly. "I won't let him wake up alone. If you've nothing else to do here, please leave."
Somewhat insulted, the woman departed.
Not too long later... Ryu screamed.
A worried expression crossed Naoko's face, and the young man sat up, gently wrapping his arms around Ryuukaze from the side. "Shhhhh..... I'm here. Naoko is here, Ryu-kun." he whispered, lips brushing against the violinist's temple as he tried to calm his lover. "You're safe with me... I won't let anything happen to you..."
So... the pianist wasn't the only one having nightmares now...
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