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 Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 10:18 am
((Wow, I'm not even involved in this yet, and reading it is intense.))
Kawamura Ishi
And that was how, a few hours later, Ishi found himself on the floor, unsure of quiet how he'd gotten there, the bartender's face hanging somewhere in the smokey air above him. He blinked up at her. She was speaking again, but when he tried to concentrate on the words her lips were forming he saw that there were two of her, moving back and forth over each other, which made it even more difficult to read her lips. Realizing he still held his glass in one hand, he lifted it, smiling hopefully. The bartender frowned at him, saying something again, and shaking her head. Ishi frowned.
He began to sit up, a little shakily, but fond himself on the floor again. That wasn't right, he thought, he was trying to go up, not down. The darkness of the bar seemed close, steamy, altogether too hot. Again Ishi showed the bartender his glass, once he had finally managed to stand upright (staying upright was a different matter). Again she shook her head.
"Cut... off," Was all he managed to read off her lips. His frown deepened. He hadn't been there that long, had he? As a last, hopeful attempt, Ishi put the empty glass on the counter, nudging it towards her. It was her turn to frown, disappearing somewhere in the back.
It was not her hand that clamped down on Ishi's shoulder a moment later, but that of a much taller, burlier man. The hand, like the man, was large, square, and hairy. It steered him a little too easily out the door, pushing him out onto the street, and closing it behind him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 5:33 pm
At this, Naoko smirked slightly, "I saw this movie... and they had a portable defibrillator... I wonder if something like that really DOES exist."
Surprisingly, the pianist laughed.
"I know what you're getting for Christmas, akuma-kun."
With a wink, arm still around Ryuukaze's shoulders, he walked with the violinist out of the bathhouse (having asked Mori to put it on his tab, a tab that he tended to pay weekly) and hailed another cab.
"You'll have to provide the address for the driver."
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 5:50 pm
Ryuukaze  "Hay! You better not get me anything silly like that!" He paused. "Wait...you're going to get me something for Christmas?" the singer's expression turned catlike. If the blond was talking about Christmas gifts...then maybe... He grinned like the Cheshire cat. "When is Christmas again?" he rubbed the back of his head, slightly sweat-dropping. Ryu never was able to keep up with dates. Honestly, the soloist had no idea what today's date was. Naoko hailed them a cab as they made their way outside and he hopped in with the blond, hurriedly giving the driver his address, eager to continue his conversation with Naoko.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:03 pm
Naoko laughed as he crossed one leg over the other at the knee, comfortable inside the taxi. "Well, it's winter... December actually... so Christmas is in a few weeks. I don't really know since I haven't exactly been paying attention to the days myself."
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:09 pm
Ryuukaze Ryu cut his eyes at NAKO. "I know it's December. I don't live under a rock, ya know! I just never keep up with the exact date very well..." Mind racing, Ryu tried to think of what to say next, not sure where the conversation should go. "Um...Naoko...what do you want for Christmas?" was the best he could come up with.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:14 pm
K a i - H i g u r i((I'm just sorta waiting for the next day, since I think I'll make Nakai be forced to head over to SMASH for some reason... And reading this is intense. Props to the both of you for making it so steamy and very interesting to read. You both are wonderful RPers.)) N a k a i
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:28 pm
Good question.
Thinking on it, Naoko smiled ever so slightly, "Would it sound stupid if I said a puppy?" he asked, looking to the violinist at his side.
It sounded stupid to Oumori... but it really was something he wanted.
He spent a lot of time alone in his apartment, and really wanted a companion.
A furry companion, that is.
(((OOC: Thanks! I'm thinking that we may make tomorrow by... well... tomorrow (as in early morning). Just depends on what happens now. Well, and the snowapple thing is really making my dialup angry... so my posts are kinda slow...)))
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:39 pm
Ryuukaze "A puppy?" he repeated, sounding amused. "If that's all you want...you really are a humble little angel..." Perhaps he was doing this for a way to make up the troublesome day he had caused, but really, he did it simply to make his angel smile. Without hesitation, he tapped on the driver's shoulder and instructed him to take them to the nearest high end pet shop. "You want a puppy, you got it. That's hardly anything big to ask. I'll get you something else on the holiday, just think of this as an early gift." he kissed Naoko's cheek, proud of his little endeavor. A puppy was nothing to him, as far as purchase price. He was ready to drop enough money to buy this man a Ferrari at a moments notice. Naoko deserved to have anything he wanted, and if Ryu had it to give, he would.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:54 pm
Blinking in obvious surprise, Naoko shook his head, "You really don't have to, Ryuukaze-kun."
The gesture was unlooked for... but not unwanted.
In truth, the pianist was happy that his akuma wanted to give him such a gift... a gift that he had wanted for some time now, but had yet had the right moment to go looking for.
"Really, Ryuukaze-kun..." Naoko said, seeming to be a bit shy about the subject. "Be... besides, we need to get you back to your apartment. You almost died today! This isn't the time to be out in the cold doing holiday shopping."
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 7:03 pm
Ryuukaze "Shh." he demanded. "You will have a puppy before the end of the night even if it DOES kill me. I know I don't have to, but I really want to make you smile. I've got a lot of making up for to do, and doing this for you...well lets just say it makes me happy." Ryu didn't care if he had nearly died earlier. Like he had explained, it was something he had come to almost get used to after so many episodes. Luck was on his side, it seemed, when it came to surviving all the bad luck that came his way. Some sort of universal balance, perhaps? It was warm in the cab though, and it was running smoothly through the streets. The hum of the engine was comforting. Pressing the button to his left, Ryu raised the privacy window between the driver and the backseat. Carefully, Ryu took Naoko's hand and massaged the palm with his thumbs, kissing each knuckle delicately. "Anything for you, Naoko. Everything, for you."
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 7:37 pm
He could only sigh in an obvious show that Ryuukaze was winning.
"If you're really set on this..." Naoko spoke, leaning forward and claiming the violinist's lips with his own.
It was a soft yet personal kiss, one that genuinely showed just how much the action meant to the young man.
No one had ever cared about him that way... at least no one since he'd become an adult.
It was as if Ryuukaze wanted to cater to Oumori's every whim which, while he certainly didn't want this to be the case in all circumstances... was somewhat comforting to the pianist's soul.
"Arigatou, Ryu..." the blond whispered, pulling back and smiling softly. "I would be honored for a shopping spree with you."
(((OOC: Sorry... distracted by Leno, thus the slow response...)))
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 7:49 pm
Ryuukaze "No need for thanks, Tenshi-kun." His words were simple and honest. The kiss was sweet. As Ryu saw it, Naoko really was an angel sent to him. The only thing that really frightened him about the man was wondering whether or not he would be able to hold onto him after all. Ah...impromptu love. Ryu certainly hadn't planned on any of this, but not in a billion years would he regret it. The cab came to a stop outside of a well lit store. On the large sign out front there were pink lights that spelled out "Best Friends Petshop". "Looks like we're here." he opened the door and stepped onto the sidewalk, holding his hand out for Naoko to take.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 8:01 pm
Without hesitating, Naoko grabbed Ryuukaze's hand and got out of the cab.
Though he quickly paid the driver first.
"Are you really sure about this, Ryu? the pianist asked, looking at the man beside him for some sort of confirmation.
After all, this was rather odd.
Not to mention it was nearly ten o'clock at night... not doubt the pet store would close soon.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 8:05 pm
Ryuukaze "More than sure. Now come on, we've got about thirty minutes to find you a puppy." he grabbed Naoko's hand and pulled him into the store. To be honest, he was pretty excited about finding the perfect dog for Naoko as well. Ryu knew he should probably chill with his random flights of fancy...but if he did that, he wouldn't exactly be the Ryu everyone knew and loved anymore. Although...when he thought about that, he really would stop doing just about anything if Naoko requested it. Whipped was the word, he thought. How quaint, a whipped seme...
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 8:28 pm
Naoko followed against Ryuukaze, not having to actually be pulled over hard.
"But I don't know anything about raising a pet, Ryu." the blond replied rather shy about the subject. "I mean, I've never had a pet... which is why I've wanted one but... but what if the puppy hates me?"
Too many questions...
He knew what sort of dog he wanted... and the feeling that if he told Ryuukaze the type, that he'd get laughed at, only made him feel worse.
After all...
How many Visual Kei musicians... wanted a poodle?
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