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 Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 8:16 pm
What I want, I get...
No matter the method------------------------------------------------}:-  Matsumoto Izo
Chairman - SMASH
The News....
"Mm...ruining Bo Peep? You're..." No, Izo wasn't going to tell Azriel about the loss. He couldn't find it, but it hadn't returned home either. No ransom called for, no word at all. He had to wonder and that's why he was sending Ishihara to find the package.
"No, I know you won't taint my cigar. It's the principle of the matter. You should know better." he answered before putting out the bud. "If I took your toys away you'd be unhappy too. So don't give me that crap." he said as he let the bud lay in the ash tray. Of course, Izo didn't trust anyone completely, not even this man. He had been burned before by trust and faith. He'd not be so blind again. Ruling an Empire meant losing the ability to ever trust anyone completely.
The comments about an heir didn't go over well in Izo's head but he said nothing to that. There were things he'd leave unsaid...very unsaid. Darker secrets still behind his cold eyes.
Izo grinned then leaned back in his chair. "Girls in tutus yes. Guys' not so much. You've got some interesting ideas there but nothing tangible yet." He mused for a bit over Azriel's psychoanalysis and then laughed, "Maybe you should just go date one of them for awhile, Azriel. Then tell me a true story...or two. But then again, maybe not Shou...because he'd suck you right into his fantasy world and you'd come back a virgin dressed like Mother Mary herself."
-:{------------------------------------------------No matter the cost.
...Prepare to pay up!
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 8:38 pm
 
"Date one?" Azriel asked with a pouting frown. "Would you REALLY let someone close enough to date me? Could you afford it?" the man did have a point.
He was dangerous. A lose canon, even if a genius. But the information he could gather might outweigh the risks...
"Matsumoto-san, you know and I know that having me date Shou would be dangerous. Not for me but for him..." Katsu twirled a few locks of hair on one gloved finger. "I might get a little too rough... and how would we ever explain that to Yamada, hmm?" with a wicked smirk, the musician shook his head. "No... I like focusing on the music right now. I don't want to tie myself to anyone or anything." laughing softly, Shinichirou sat on the edge of the desk once more. "What toys would you be taking away from me, ne?" he teased.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 10:52 pm
What I want, I get...
No matter the method------------------------------------------------}:- Matsumoto Izo
Chairman - SMASH
The News....
Izo started laughing from his belly at this point, "That was a joke. Naoko is an idiot and would bore you. Hayato...well he might have been good for you at one point but I doubt that's the case right now. He needs work."
Then he paused for a moment as a sour look crossed his face, "As for Shou, Even if I want more control over him, No, I don't need you in his world and he doesn't need to be in yours. Yamada-san would have issue with you I'm sure. Enough said. You just stick to music and making people squeal in horrific delight."
Getting up, Izo walked to the window and looked out to the city from the high rise, "Does it matter which toys? Of course you break so many that I wonder if it is you or Ishihara that holds the record now. Maybe I should have someone keep a score card." He chucked under his foul breath before staring off into the distance.
His dark eyes watched the flicking lights around Tokyo like a vacuum. Each blinking dot a star to be consumed by his diabolical network. He'd entangle everyone in his web for money...and power. "Soon we will see how Ishihara's latest PR venture will pan out for us. I also noticed on the news just today it looks like Ohayou has had more misfortune. Hiroki-san's sister has passed away. I wonder if I should send flowers." As he spoke so sincerely, a slight cruel smile was barely hinted in the glass.
"Maybe you should meet Izzy Lucky when he returns to Japan." he said slowly as his fingers caressed the glass before him a reflection of the stopped video captured in the glass. Izo for all his sinister wiles still appreciated music and had an exceptional ear for talent.
Oh he knew Aki had similar thoughts based on that contract. Narcissus might be Aki's cash cow but he was more trouble for Ohayou than he was worth. How he wished that the young tiger would take over Ohayou then he'd tear the boy down piece by piece until he could claim it all.
-:{------------------------------------------------No matter the cost.
...Prepare to pay up!
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 11:11 pm
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do------------------------------------------------}:-  SAI
No escaping when I start .traeh ruoy nwo I ni m'I ecnO
Beautiful Dreamer
"Buckets?" Ko sniffled as he sat there like a little limp doll with big sopping tears all down his cheeks.
Sai walked away returning moments later with a box of Kleenex. He slide the box across the floor to Naoko so he wouldn't scare the boy in addition to everything else.
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While Sai was gone, Ko try to smear off the tears but his cheeks were all red now and his nose was running too. "I want to stay here." he cried some more as Naoko put for those questions. Now he was just balling because he really was afraid they'd send him away after awhile. "You....won't send...me back will you?" His voice had become a small wail of misery in between his frightened words.
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Sai closed his eyes for a moment hearing Ko's last line then said very clearly determined voice, "No...you won't ever be sent back to the bad men, Ko-kun. I'm your Uncle and I'll protect you. That's what family does...You're going to stay right here and live with me and get to play all you want on that piano." He wanted to give the boy a hug because he knew he needed it but Naoko was right there and that would be enough for now.
Even if the boy had another world, another life, some family out there. Sai didn't know who they were...dead...or alive. But somehow fate had brought this child here. And thus, Shou would be that Family even if Sai wasn't sure how the heck he was going to manage it. Anything was better than what had come before for this boy. Of that he was certain.
-:{------------------------------------------------Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 11:48 pm
"You really shoulder jump on getting the little lamb while you can, Matsumoto." Azriel spoke as he walked over, his dark gaze on the city lights as well.
But then he wrapped his arms over Izo's shoulders, gloved hands gently caressing the man's chest as he whispered. "Mmmmm... sending flowers would twist the knife, don't you think?" Katsu took in a deep breath, his words spoke just beside Matsumoto's ear. "Ohayou's misfortunes are your grandest days, aren't they? You know... the lamb may get away... may slip through your fingers. A contract can be sent in just minutes these days... a simple signature, a fax, and your little song bird will join the cage of his lover..."
Yes, Shinichirou was rather set on the idea of Narcissus and Izzy being lovers. "I dislike Naoko. He isn't safe to have around... he's a mistake that will happen again and again... unless he's secure." one of Katsu's hands moved upward, caressing Izo's jaw for just a moment. "Make him safe and happy and his madness will remain locked away... give him stress and frighten him and he might bolt... might kill... and I know you wouldn't want that, Matsumoto-san..."
Releasing his boss completely, because being too close was never that good an idea, Shinichirou stood beside the man at the window. "I'll stay away from your fantasy-maker... while my wiles begin to draw his audience into my gothic nightmare. I'll even meet Izzy Lucky when he returns if that's what you want, Matsumoto-san..." Azriel glanced to the man beside him. "You really should let Ishihara have more fun... he's too talented with his own... gifts... to take second place to my sadistic nature."
 
Taking the box of kleenex, Naoko pulled one out and reached up, wiping the tears from Ko's eyes gently. He even rubbed away the runny nose before smiling. "We will never send you anywhere you don't want to go." he replied, wiping a missed tear before playfully poking Ko's nose. "YOU are our family, Ko-kun, and like it or not, we're your guardians right now, and while we may not be the best in the world... we will never hurt you or let someone else hurt you. Do you understand?"
The blond's voice was calm, soothing. "When you're ready, we'll go shopping for clothes and toys and even for a piano that you can call all your own. How does that sound? Would you like your own piano, Ko-kun? We love you and only want the best for you."
Reaching out... Naoko wrapped his arms around the boy in the softest hug ever, so as not to scare him. "You can cry all you want, Ko-kun. We're right here for you. To listen. To play. To let you cry on our shoulders... because you are a very VERY special boy, Ko-kun... and we love you."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 11:30 am
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do------------------------------------------------}:- SAI
No escaping when I start .traeh ruoy nwo I ni m'I ecnO
Beautiful Dreamer
Ko just stayed right where he was as Naoko wiped his face. His crying had made his cheeks a very puffy red. But it was so nice to hear he had a Home and a Family. He had been so....so very...scared and....lonely...and he didn't want to remember the horrors he had been through.
His nose crinkled and his eyes crossede when Naoko poked his nose then he nodded very slowly when Naoko asked him if he understood. Was it really true? Only time could tell that but...Ko wanted to give it a chance. He needed someone...something to be different. He missed having people who cared about him. He missed being a kid.
When Naoko wrapped his arms around him he got stiff for just a moment before for starting to boo hoo all over again. Then he hugged Naoko right back very tightly as if he didn't want to let go of him.
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Sai slowly walked into the room and gently put his hand on Ko's shoulder. "It's ok, Ko...just learn to be a child again and Naoko and I will do everything else. It's going to be alright. We love you very much, Ko-kun."
His eyes caught Naoko's and it said without saying, We've a lot of work here, bro. And well, Sai in his own mind realized that in order to protect this child, Shou would have to put on an incredible performance. So would Naoko for that matter. Yamada hadn't seen the boy's talents but Sai realized that his talents might just help protect this boy from Izo making a move, if he had any clue that the boy wasn't Shou's nephew.
There was a bit of a problem with all of this...the 'sister' that Shou believe he had didn't exist. Well, Izo knew about Sai's real identity and his relation to Naoko. But Sai also knew he had never mentioned any other family to Izo so maybe he could just play her off as the bad seed that ran away from home and never spoke of, if ever he was cornered about it. Izo understood bad seeds more than anyone else in this world so it might work. However, Naoko would have to play the game too. Unfortunately, while his brother had good intentions, he wondered if Naoko was capable handing this information. Those questions had to come later after Ko was settled.
Sai slowly released Ko's shoulder and sighed, "Naoko, why don't you help Ko get cleaned up and maybe a good nap will help. I'll call the onsen and arrange our trip. Then tomorrow we can get proper clothes for Ko and an artificial tree. Maybe we can do some Xmas Shopping. We can spend Christmas here with the tree and stockings so Ko can open the Xmas presents from Santa. Then, we'll travel to the Onsen for the holidays. You might want to talk to Ryuukaze-san and check out his schedule. I'm sure that he'd like to spend time with you too."
He had every intention of making tomorrow seem like the start of a real holiday for Ko. However, he knew it would be a challenge for himself. If he dressed totally down to very mundane clothes and no makeup at all, he could just be normal like he used to when he and Shou changed places in earlier days. Shou spent more time here now but the superstar was very meticulous about his masks and make up. So walking around as an everyday joe would probably still be ok for Sai and help avoid having a numerous amount of bodyguards.
Walking out, Sai went to make his calls and prepare for tomorrow's agenda.
-:{------------------------------------------------Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment What I want, I get...
No matter the method------------------------------------------------}:- Matsumoto Izo
Chairman - SMASH
The News....
"Mm...Do you really think that he'll sign a contract with Smash if he's Narcissus' lover?" Izo doubted as he continued to stare out into space. Lucky would have to be drunk in order to sign something like that. Because he doubted that Narcissus would let him sign at all. "I'm not on Narcissus' friends list." he laughed as he wondered if Narcissus even had a Facebook account.
But then arms were wrapping about him, he didn't seem worried about this sudden situation. Maybe because even as they spoke there was a gun man always at the ready. Sometimes even Izo liked the soft treatment and he chuckled under his cigar tainted breath. "I savor moments like these." He agreed with Azriel's statement about the flowers and the misfortune. How could he not enjoy the feeling of Aki squirming under his hand. That man deserved every ounce of what he was getting.
"Mm...you make it sound so easy, you little minx. But you and I both know that Narcissus would never let him sign a contract with Smash. The fax would be shredded long before Lucky would ever see it. You've got to come up with a better idea than that Azriel." Yes, Izo wanted Lucky but he had to look at all the elements involved. Realistically, taking the contract only made Aki uncomfortable but was it a real threat. If everything Azriel was pinpointing was true. Lucky wasn't going to leave Narcissus' side for a pot of gold. Not a man that wore his heart on his sleeve and drew power from emotional gratification. No, a man like that needed to be drawn in...and seduced to his side. Frustrating as it was, Izo didn't think that the proper pieces were in place to draw the lamb to his stable.
Izo allowed Azriel to caress his jaw although the younger man was starting to go a bit further than was smart. Izo liked 'affection' at his own pace. He put up with this just to hear Azriel's thoughts. The younger man was more a texture based creature than some. Thus, it made it interesting to see what the kid could do...how he worked. Izo liked toys and games as much as the next man who lust for power. Something had to fill the hours or things might be come tedious.
"Naoko has had many fine opportunities to keep himself safe, Azriel. Many opportunities to be obedient but each time, he's chosen to mess up. All he had to do was be a good wife to Ryuukaze but it seems he's been more of an issue to the man than anything. Their relationship is like a soap opera." Izo said as he shook his head and laughed, "So if you're so smart about Naoko's issues, You tell me, what's gonna keep him safe and happy? Seems like my idea of safe and happy is much different from his...and yours." Izo was fed up with Naoko. There was only 1...maybe 2 reasons why the young man wasn't chained to the bottom of the ocean right now.
"Good, I'm glad you will. I don't need you messing in his world or he yours for that matter. And as for his fans...I'd rather you pull Narcissus' than his if I were to look at the grand scheme of things. Shou may be off in his own world most of the time, but he still works for Smash. Don't forget that, Azriel." said Izo as his eyes turned and held the younger man's. Izo wanted profits and he knew that stars lived and died by their fans. It was far better to have a diverse stable of stars with their own fan bases rather than stars sharing the same pool. Of course, some of Shou's fans would find Azriel attractive and yes, he expected that to happen. Rivalry was good, it bred men reaching for great heights but he didn't want an all out blood bath between his stars.
"Yes, I'd like you to meet Izzy Lucky. I want to learn more about the man because who knows, he might be your rival in the future, Azriel." Izo said as he tilted his head then a sly smirk formed on his lips. "Oh, I'll let Ishihara play, he deserves a treat after babysitting Shou." But then Izo huffed and rolled his eyes, "Second place? Oh No, he's just more in control than you are. He's a picky eater and chooses his menu with a more culinary approach. I do think you could learn something from him."
-:{------------------------------------------------No matter the cost.
...Prepare to pay up!
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 12:14 pm
Giggling, Azriel shook his head, "I didn't mean for you to fax it... more that Ohayou can fax him a new contract... meaning whatever is done, Matsumoto-san, must be done quickly..." he tapped the air with one finger as he spoke every word.
"I've learned much from Ishihara in the past." his dark eyes twinkled with remembered encounters. "Before I signed my contract, he liked to test his newest notions of torture, you know... He takes a less vocal adoration of his work." another giggle as Katsu remembered some interesting times in the hands of Ishihara You. He would have loved to be the man's guinea pig for all eternity if it had been possible.
Taping his lip, Shinichirou went silent... though it was obvious from his eyes that he was thinking.
"If he isn't good when you let him play with his toys... wouldn't he be better if you took them away?" the musician spoke softly, his voice somewhat detached as he continued to think. "Sign the marionette away from the doll and maybe he'll learn to behave." a smirk came to Azriel's lips. "I wouldn't mind the marionette... he's got fiery eyes..." reaching one hand out, he placed it against his own reflection in the glass. "He looks more fit for my world than Shou's anyhow. I could use him..." leaning forward, Katsu made as if to make out with his own reflection, before laughing and spinning around, leaning his back to the glass as he looked over to Izo. "You tried to break the little dolly and it didn't work. Break the dolly's world and he'll beg for your approval." Shinichirou cocked his head to the side. "Is it wrong of me to want to see the dolly in a beautiful new dress smeared in blood?"
It was as if the question he just posed was really a question... and for a moment, it seemed like it would be because those dark eyes were staring at Izo as if waiting for an answer.
But then the man began to laugh, not giggle, and his gaze went to the ceiling as he tilted his head back against the glass.
"The little lost lamb is found but not by Little Bo Peep but the Big Bad Wolf in sheep's clothing." Katsu smiled, thinking back to the other issue at hand. "But what if Little Bo Peep were the Big Bad Wolf in disguise? What would the lamb do? Who would the lamb trust? The new shepard who calls to it out of kindness and worry... or the wolf?" his dark eyes turned, head still leaning back against the window, as he looked at Izo. "It all depends on what you're willing to sacrifice, Matsumoto-san... I still stand by the notion that the man in their midst is more dangerous than the spider over the sea. Tear everything down... and Bo Peep won't know what to do. The spider caught a fly in it's web, but the web was too close to the water, wasn't it? The little fly drowned. But there are always more flies, Izo." he used the man's first name before smirking wickedly. "You just have to know which ones to catch... and which to devour."
Walking over away from the window, Azriel sat down in Matsumoto's chair, swiveling it so that he could watch the man as he spoke. One leg crossed over the other at the knee, his shinny leather boots making a soft 'squeak' as they rubbed against one another.
"I propose you destroy Narcissus." the musician didn't speak in riddles this time. "Utterly destroy him. Take something he values and be rid of it. He has weaknesses... that much you told me from your conversation with Ishihara. Vanity is a weakness in all beautiful people. Destroy his image, figuratively and literally. Make Izzy Lucky WANT to leave him. But then again you've got the problem of MeKA." sighing, Shinichirou tilted his head back and stared at the ceiling once more. "If you took something Lucky valued then you could force him to sign with SMASH. But what do you take?" he raised one eyebrow. "What is the one thing that both Ohayou and Izzy Lucky need?"
It was a simple question... and yet the answer could not only destroy the Ohayou company... but Izzy Lucky as well.
"Take Narcissus. Remove him from the picture. If you can do that... you can have both Ohayou and Izzy Lucky."
Katsu sighed again. "However to do that you'd need a way to not get caught... if you called to meet with Izzy Lucky however, in regards to his performance in Hawaii... and had him meet you on your own turf, you could easily make sure he wasn't bugged and make the offer. He can't prove any of what you say. If Lucky refuses, then you simply do away with Narcissus and Ohayou crumbles without it's top billed star... because I highly doubt Lucky will remain with Ohayou if his lover is gone."
The insanity that usually plagued Katsu seemed to have subsided for the moment. His riddles were gone, as was the maniacal gleam in his dark eyes.
They were cold... calculating eyes... reading the situation and determining the best course of action.
"You hate the p***k, Matsumoto-san. What better steak to drive through his heart than the notion that his very existence, and defiance, destroyed everything he loves?"
In other words, it would simply kill Narcissus to know he was the downfall of Ohayou or Izzy Lucky...
Being held so tight, Naoko couldn't help but gently squeeze back as the boy sobbed in his arms.
With an almost womanly tenderness, the blond stroked Ko's hair, the soft sound of 'Shhhhhh it's alright. We're here for you, Ko-kun.' coming from his lips in a whisper meant for the boy alone.
Amber eyes looked up to lock onto his brother's gaze, and he nodded slightly. This was going to be one insane Christmas, that was for sure.
Instead of releasing the boy however, Naoko simply stood up, Ko safely wrapped in his arms. "Come on, Ko-kun... I'll carry you to your room and we'll get you cleaned up and you can take a nap. I'll even go get your little mouse and put him in his home by your bed." he replied softly, leaving the room with Ko not long after his brother had gone.
He carried the boy upstairs, letting him cling and cry as long as he wanted. Naoko even sat on the edge of the bed, continuing to hold the boy until Ko himself felt like he could let go.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 5:47 pm
What I want, I get...
No matter the method------------------------------------------------}:- Matsumoto Izo
Chairman - SMASH
In the Lair of the Spider...
Izo listened and while he could appreciates certain aspects of the conversation. He was growing tired of this puzzle play. His fingers tapped the glass, circling slow like a disturbed spider. Marionettes, puppets, Little Bo Peep, lambs...It was driving Izo nuts. Oh he wanted answers and he wanted them now but he grew tired of the monologue. Azriel was a large amount of air...and no action. Sure he could sing and obviously he had opinions but those opinions were only as good as the black lipstick on his lips.
The slow lights of the city blinked in and out as Izo watched them sparkle but then the glare revealed something that caused a fouler mood to surface. His eyes flicked back to find Azriel upon HIS chair. Turning his dark cold eyes wandered over Azriel's lithe figure. Danger...Danger.
Izo moved with a slow stride as if walking to his desk to reach for his cigar box. But the movement shifted in half a heart beat when a hand grasped the star by the face over the mouth and forcefully tore him out of the chair. Slamming Az down on the desk beside it, his fangs bared as he hissed so close to the young man's cheek, "Do you know what I hate the most? Do you?!" His fingernails tightened on the collar as he pressed his weight in. His breath marred by cigars, hot on Azriel's flesh. "Men who don't listen. Oh they hear well enough but somewhere in between point A to B those words are muffled by their own sense of self importance." From the cigar to the chair to the patronizing know it all Mr. Emotion Wave Length, Izo had his fill
"You know what the second thing I hate is?" he questioned with a cruel gaze that offered visions of a violent storm which even Azriel might not wish to explore. In Azriel's ears he could hear the click of a safety from a gun. Whose? Azriel didn't know. He couldn't see another man in the room nor Izo's other hand. "Men who spout incoherent gibberish. I've had enough of your blasted puzzles and storybook tales! You make Shou seems frigging coherent! I don't have time to parcel together the lyrics to your latest composition, Mr. Gothic Playboy. This might be your public image but you can leave it at the door. "
"You got it?" While an older man, he still had a lot of strength for his age. His fingers gripped like a vice over that mouth and Izo actually enjoy the Quiet that it provided. "Now while your mouth is shut, I'll explain a couple things to you."
"A. While I'd love to see Narcissus in agony, I still want to OWN him. I can't make millions off of a lifeless husk. You don't seem to get it, Azriel. I'd have destroyed his lovely little manager but now that damnable man has become a frigging Comet. B. You don't even compare to Ishihara. Not even a close second." If the man's words could be capable of frost, Azriel would be feeling icicles upon the edges of his nose.
"If you had learned anything from him, you'd not be under my fangs now. C. If you're going to give answer to difficult issues inside MY Empire, YOU best be part of that solution and you better express those answers without the lyrics to your next #1 single."
He held Azriel for a moment longer and stared for a moment before pulling his 'fangs' back. Truly the spider had chosen by a force of will not to kill the Star. And maybe Azriel would realize one thing...Stardom was the only thing that spared him tonight. The sound of a click - the safety returning into place upon a gun Azriel could not see. Izo's hand lifted from the star's mouth smearing the lipstick across Azriel's face. Izo didn't back off but turned away and strode towards the big wide window. He was confident fearless in his own abode as he left his back wide open. But was it really open and an easy target? Azriel would never know...
-:{------------------------------------------------No matter the cost.
...Prepare to pay up!
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 6:14 pm
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do------------------------------------------------}:- SAI
No escaping when I start .traeh ruoy nwo I ni m'I ecnO
Beautiful Dreamer
The wailing became little sniffles subdued by the Naoko's clothes and soon small whimpers as Naoko lifted him up and carried him off.
When Naoko sat down on the bed, Ko clung to him for a good long time, about 30 minutes before he loosened his tight fingers on Naoko's body. Finally, his shoulders slumped and his breath evened out. Pulling away, he wiped his eyes and pulled back enough so Naoko could see his puffy red face. It looked rather silly against the bleached blond hair and the tanned skin.
"Are...Are..we...really going to do all those things Uncle Shou said? Are...you...Uncle Shou's brother? Does that mean you're my uncle too?" Little Ko tried to find different subjects to talk about ones that didn't hurt so bad. They said they were his family so...he wanted to know how he fit in. How they fit in...how they were a family. It was obvious that Ko's young mind was trying to cling to things that would make him feel at ease; something secure.
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Sai had prepared for tomorrow's adventure and left the two upstairs alone. So now he was working with the stock market and Shou's various accounts and his own. "Oh Shou...the next few weeks, I hope you won't mind me using your tickets. Mmh....but I'll make sure to reinvest your money again while I'm here. We can both benefit from each other. Seems like we might need to invest a little money into Ko's future. I know I should think about looking for his family but...I have a feeling...that will be problematic. If we're going to be parents, we will have to get him schooling...and...mm...and mentors for his exceptional skills. Will have to...cultivate his heart and get him psychological help. Hahah...we can't help ourselves but we can help him."
-:{------------------------------------------------Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 6:26 pm
Azriel was many things, but he wasn't an idiot. Not by a long shot. He also wasn't frightened of the man who, at this moment, could have him shot in the head and dumped into the ocean without a second thought.
He didn't fear Izo... he respected him. Adored the evil that the man displayed in the darkness of his empire... thrived on the hatred and fear that sometimes mingled around the man...
Feeling that hand clamped over his mouth, the hot breath that spoke with deadly precision... Azriel's entire body stilled.
But if Izo had looked into the musician's eyes, he would see no change. No pupil dilation of fear, not even a blink...
He was simply, perfectly, still. Hardly breathing. As if he wasn't even alive.
Then Izo released him, and slowly, carefully, Azriel sat up on the edge of the desk, facing the man's back.
But he didn't strike, like most men would. Instead, he smiled and hoped to his feet, walking over and placing his hands on Matsumoto's shoulders. Gently, Katsu began to massage the tension from the man's shoulders, trying to push some of Izo's anger away before finally speaking, lipstick still smeared across his face.
"My words... plain and true, Matsumoto-san." the man said, choosing his words quickly and with care. "I only suggest you find someone new to use against Ohayou. You had Hiroki's sister murdered and it got Hiroki out of the way. You should USE Yuuji. Use his son or perhaps even his wife and force him to make sure Izzy signs a contract with SMASH. Or, you use Narcissus and take him." Azriel licked his lips for a moment. "I only want to help, Matsumoto-san... and I know you want to acquire Narcissus... but how could you ever control him when you can not even control Naoko?"
It was an honest question, even if a bit impertinent...
"Sometimes my tongue and mind get ahead of me... but I know my place, in a sense. You are the lord of this abyss, Matsumoto-san. Not I nor Shou nor any of your rivals." Azriel smirked slightly, his fingers still massaging the man's shoulders with care. "My riddles are my fun. I merely mean to entertain. If you wish my true thoughts, once I've rambled for a while, simply ask. Sometimes, they are all that keep me sane."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 6:51 pm
Naoko was patient... beyond patient, and simply sat, holding the boy. But when Ko began to speak, when he looked up into the blond's eyes...
"We will do all those things and more." the pianist replied with a soft smile. "Yes. I am his brother so I'm your uncle too. I mean... it's complicated, Ko-kun... I never knew about you, neither did Shou... but you're here and we want to protect you. We want to be a family with you, Ko-kun... would... would you like that?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:17 pm
What I want, I get...
No matter the method------------------------------------------------}:- Matsumoto Izo
Chairman - SMASH
In the Lair of the Spider...
Izo had to wonder if anything he had just said penetrated the young man's skull when from behind he felt the fingers start to knead his shoulders. Oh he heard the man move, and he knew he had walked towards him but he expected a much different reaction than this. For a moment, Izo stood there with the tension of his muscles being kneaded by the nimble fingers of Azriel.
In his mind, Izo wondered if he needed a new approach to put the fear of god into this one. Obviously, the only real answer here was not to play at all. Yes, just like Wargames it was best not to play. But for Izo that only meant removing pieces from the board... permanently.
Now the last question raised his hackles as he stood there and every ounce of tension that Azriel thought he had removed returned like a vice upon Izo's shoulders. Ok so this was true but Azriel didn't know everything about Naoko's lucky reason for living. Of course, this was no excuse for the lack of control over the idiot. Maybe Naoko just needed better....instruction. But who was he kidding. Seriously, threats didn't work with Naoko and throwing him in the pit for awhile didn't seem to have much effect either. Obviously, he had somehow got off the drugs. In Izo's frame of mind, Naoko seemed to be frigging Lady Luck's Lover for all he knew. And this might have been his main reason for not dealing with Naoko lately. Because using him was a waste of time and money. If it weren't for Shou, the little brat would have been DEAD.
So his lips remained tightly pressed as he considered his other option, Yuuji. Well at least there he still had a some grip even if the 'boy' wasn't available for proper satisfaction. He could always go after the wife...yes, that was possible. If he needed to. But for now he didn't want to over reach. Azriel didn't know ever thing even if he offered interesting ideas.
"If you knew your place, you'd be more respectful, Azriel." he answered coldly as he gazed out to the city and tried to pin point the lights of Ohayou in the distance. "Yuuji certainly can be pushed just a little with his boy...or his wife if I need to." he replied while letting Azriel continued his massage. "But...there is no guarantee it will work. You can only bend a reed so much before it snaps."
"Your tongue will get you killed if you don't tame it." he said as his heartless gaze caught Azriel's eyes in the reflection, "If I didn't need you on stage, I'd have you out there working, Azriel."
"And your riddles are not unwelcome when I've a headache and a long week behind me. I've had enough issues getting one star back to Tokyo." Izo wouldn't explain how he fretted inwardly about Shou's condition - dead or alive. Nor the fact that until Ishihara had the star on the plane that he hadn't slept well. Izzy Lucky's hold over Shou was...dangerous. It could give Shou the wrong ideas. He closed his eyes and let the massage penetrate those aches and pains.
-:{------------------------------------------------No matter the cost.
...Prepare to pay up!
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:31 pm
Azriel's dark eyes held Izo's gaze in the reflection, but the man frowned.
He used his gift of reading people, free of charge for Matsumoto's benefit... he even allowed Izo to keep 50-75% of all of his earnings, depending on if Matsumoto himself was feeling generous enough to accept merely 50% or pissed enough for the whole 75!
Katsu gave advice. He enjoyed word games. Mixing the two together were a way of coping for the young man. Most people would have gone insane by this point... insane enough to kill themselves or be committed.
Shinichirou Katsu was what young Ko-kun would have turned into... had Yamada not plucked him from the hands of depravity.
But then that frown turned to a slight smile. "Sometimes I forget the web in which I myself am tangled." he spoke softly, his voice charming. "And sometimes I forget that I'm nothing more than a mere fly myself... but..." his hands slipped a little further into the massage, kneading out those knots which had suddenly sprung to life once more. "I enjoy watching you work, Matsumoto-san... just as I enjoy helping your schemes with my talents. Would you really send me away?" he asked, peeking over the man's shoulder at Izo's reflection in the glass. "Would you cast me off and back into the pit simply because I've overstepped my verbal bounds?"
There was something in the musician's voice... the charm faltered just a tad... making him sound meek and vulnerable.
Because in Izo's hands, even the most sadistic of creatures, it seemed, could be cowed in one way or another.
"Perhaps you need more than a cigar and a stiff drink to wash away the horrors of the long week?" Azriel asked coyly, though he could nearly predict what his boss would say...
Something along the lines of, 'Don't you have a performance tomorrow?' or other such thing to dampen the mood... to refuse the offer...
"Forget the frustrations of Shou, Matsumoto-san... he's home now and in your grasp again. No doubt Ishihara can glean some sort of information from him when he reports to you... Your.... 'friends' will just need to make sure Takagi knows full well what will happen if he himself breaks... I think the reed will do your bidding... with the proper motivation... You've his weakness, after all....." Katsu spoke, licking his lips at the idea.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:52 pm
What I want, I get...
No matter the method------------------------------------------------}:- Matsumoto Izo
Chairman - SMASH
In the Lair of the Spider...
Most weeks Izo might have tolerated the games Azriel played. But this week had been exceedingly difficult Izo wasn't in the mood. However, the massage on the other hand was enjoyable to a degree. When had he last relaxed and just did what other normal people could do? He couldn't remember. Then again his idea of entertainment was way beyond normal.
Oh, Azriel did forget sometimes but was he really the cause of Izo's aggravation. Instinctively, Izo knew he wasn't. Azriel was just a little to good at picking out the issues in the spider's web. The threads that bounced with potential victims.
He rolled his eyes as he opened them, "Sent away?" Now that was a mild term for what happened to those that Izo got rid of. It caused a small chuckle to release from his lips. "You really are trouble, Azriel. Good thing you're not spoiled too. And if I threw you back in the pit you'd probably enjoy it." He mused at the idea but undoubtedly he wouldn't do it. Azriel was far better on stage than there.
Izo could hear the changes with that voice but he had his doubts if they were real. He knew how much this minx like to play and in what way. Although when the question was asked, Izo's lips spread into a sly smile, "What do you suggest then?"
For once, Azriel was wrong....very wrong.
Of course, Izo would not forget his frustration, however, he'd put them on the back burner for a short time and awaited Katsu's answer.
-:{------------------------------------------------No matter the cost.
...Prepare to pay up!
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 10:01 pm
Azriel's smirk grew just a bit wider... and just a bit more wicked. "There are so many ways to pass the time, Matsumoto-san... so many ways to relax..." his fingers never stopped the massage though. "A hot spring's bath... some warm sake poured by a beautiful host... or hostess... a night of unbridled passion..." Katsu's grip tightened for just a moment, before rubbing once more to release some of his boss's tension. "I'm glad you don't want to send me back... the light of day is rather beautiful at times... but right now, I'm not here as your musician, Matsumoto-kun... Think of my side services as an added bonus. Maybe..." Shinichirou's voice dropped a degree lower. "You could vent some of your frustrations? There are so many ways to cause pain that don't leave any marks, you know..." playfully, Azriel clamped his teeth together to indicate the act of biting, teasing Izo with the promise of a willing participant. "I know you wouldn't want me hurt for my show... but there are many many things we can do... after all..." he leaned his lips just next to Izo's ear. "Scarves don't mar the skin like metal or rope... wouldn't you like to have some fun, Matsumoto-san? Like to just forget about everything for one night?"
Backing his head away slightly, so as not to remain in the spider's personal space, Katsu couldn't help but laugh. "Or perhaps you'd enjoy a little sushi and sake... ne?" he teased, referencing Naoko's last visit to the pit...
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