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 Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 10:39 pm
 ~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"Iie...it was you who stopped it, not me. You really don't give your beautiful self enough credit." the akuma purred, lifting his weight from his lover, though remaining atop him. "Breathe, Naoko. You can control your heart just as well as you can control your mind. Focus on me, focus on my voice. Don't think on anything that hurts or scares you. There will be plenty of time for that when you feel ready." Slowly, the violinist placed gentle kisses over his lover's heart, his fingertips lightly caressing Naoko's sides, seeking to soothe the pianist even further. The thudding in the blond's chest seemed to slowly ebb off, evening out to a normal pace once more. "I love you so much. So so so so much. My strong, beautiful angel." Ryu smiled an angelic smile, cupping his hands behind his lover's head and pulling him up into a deeper, sweeter kiss than before. ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 10:24 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..
"There you go...then trust him to do the right thing too. Yes, you're being paranoid. And I seriously doubt Ishi-san would let Shou-san do anything he didn't want to do. And I very much doubt Shou-san would force him. They spent weeks on the open water together and are good friends. I can see the affection and bond between them but I think that's from sharing a terrible event and only having each other to rely on. I don't think that's love in the same sense you have with Ishi-san." Michi said as he watched Akihiko sulk. The man really was so childish at times but he was growing little by little.
"Really, looking at Ishi-san and Shou-san, I think that they are more like...mm..brothers than potential lovers. They were forced to be comrades in arms and survived something terrible together. If you look at it that way, it's pretty easy to see why Ishi-san and Shou-san are close." he said with a smile then tilted his head.
"Thanks, well I can't say I trust myself sometimes. You still like to flirt with me too much." he said with a smirk as he got up to get plates for the slices of cake.
"But hey, you were the one that chose this path so stop complaining about it and work it out. I'd also stop worrying about Ishi-san. From what I can tell, after all that has happened to him from the days from the days before I met you, to his apartment going up in flames and all that stuff to the this point, he's a hell of a lot stronger than he used to be. He's changed for the better as have you." commented Michi as he walked over and set the two plates down then looked at the cake.
"I bet he loved the cake. You're boyfriend has a huge sweet tooth. That hasn't changed." Michi realized that was the smell from the garage, the heavy scent of chocolate from fresh baked cake. Akihiko at times was such a house wife and he wondered who really wore the pants in this family. But he'd never tell Akihiko that because he had a feeling he'd be slapped. However, it made him smile because he knew that Akihiko was happy even if he was acting like an idiot right now.
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your smile and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 11:00 am
What a shock, it was so surprising,
You looked so small and frail------------------------------------------------}:-  Izzy Lucky
At times life can be so enlightening .uoy no nrut nac ti tuB
Izzy finally pulled into the car service that he knew very well. It was on the other side of town close to where his old apartment used to be. Driving past it, he looked at the empty space that once was his building. There were signs that they were going to rebuild and that made him a little happier. He missed the old flat, his corvette and his own memories there.
But he couldn't dwell too long as he pulled into the lot and into the garage that they assigned the Mercedes to. As he got out, they hurried in and started to work on the car while he wandered into the waiting room.
Sitting down he looked at his phone. So it wasn't Akihiko but Chiyou...mm...He wondered how the boy was doing but with other people also sitting in the waiting area, he couldn't just call and chat so he decided that the text option was the next best thing.
So he sent several text in a row:
Hi Chiyou-kun, I'm sorry I could not take you're call. I hope that things are going well for you. I've just got back from Japan, and things have been entirely too stressful. Shou-san's friend, Hayato-san has passed away and I'm going over to Shou-san's home after a car repair to see him for the rest of the day. So I won't be available. Seems like when it rains it pours. I've been none stop...since the tsunami.
Tell Nakai that I want to get him on stage as soon as possible. He's probably been waiting on me. He's terrible about his own motivation without a good kick in the pants. I hope he's been coming up with new music while I've been...away. It's important that his music is out there right now. His fans are eager. And I sent him an email this morning with venues that I want him to review, I booked the same back up band he used for the Charity event. They will be on call for him. So I hope you can stop...mm.. holding hands and get back to the studio.
Sorry to cut short the holiday but I'm sure he's had more time off than he wants. Also, hope you're ready to get back to being back in the spotlight. I hope you've been considering your future, Chiyou. You've still an album to promote and your fans on twitter want to hear from you. I was up at 6 am checking on your progress...and other work. What were you doing today?. All I see are pictures of a puppy. Who's puppy is that?
Anyway, they are wanting to talk to me in the shop so I must go. Tomorrow I'm booked with an interview on TV with Narcissus. Then I've got to set up a stage for a 3 clubs for Narcissus. I get to sing those night - one song. Oh crap I didn't even tell Narcissus which song! Did you hear my music yet?
I took the liberty of booking time for you at the studio after Nakai's to work on your set. I know you don't have a proper manager yet..but you said you wanted to do things on our own. So ok I'm giving you a kick start. Hope you had a Merry Christmas. God...my texting sucks. Sounds like a day at the office doesn't it. Bleh. <3 Izzy
Izzy didn't mention that he knew Chiyou and Nakai were seeing each other. He made that obvious in the text. He also didn't know that Nezumi had been given orders from Yuuji so he had done everything he could in the time that he had even though he technically didn't have a real contract with Ohayou right now. Being up that early doing office work had come naturally to him. So he had no clue that other things were being established as he headed into the garage to talk about the olive oil...that was on the seats.
-:{------------------------------------------------I didn't know what to do
I grabbed the tiger by the tail!
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 10:11 am
What I want, I get...
No matter the method------------------------------------------------}:-  Matsumoto Izo
Chairman - SMASH
The itsy bitsy spider...
Izo brushed off his coat and slipped into the limo on his way back to Ginza after assuring himself that Shou was still in excellent form. He knew Ishihara You had left him a message but Izo needed time to cool down. #2's report was blunt and precise. The man never spoke but his reporting was detailed in fact #2 was still north attending to #1's botched up mess.
How the heck Ishihara had screwed up so much, Izo would never know but the man cost him a pretty penny this time around. Sure, he did his job but it was far below #1's normal standards.
The clean up was more than just silencing people that could talk but even paying off an old lady who turned out to be the granny of a mayor within the town near by the onsen. What a mess. #2 certainly had his hands full and Izo could only be thankful that the man he didn't trust so much was efficient as the Doctor.
Although this meant a few more complications because now that #1 was pretty much bedridden he'd have to rely on #2 to do the dirty work for awhile. Not that Izo didn't have other men but #2 had no hang ups about who or what was a target.
Frustration hit hard as the limo got caught in some traffic and Izo finally picked up his phone and called Ishihara You.
Then he waited to see if the man would pick up while his fingers strummed on the armrest.
-:{------------------------------------------------No matter the cost.
...Prepare to pay up!
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 4:39 pm
While the world was moving forward other things behind the scenes were being reported.
"We lost two. Persistent b*****d just wouldn't give up."
"Ah...that's too bad. I assumed that there would be problems after your last report."
"Indeed. But he won't be an issue for awhile. Probably nursing two paws for a few weeks then physical therapy."
"And the others sent in?"
"Cleaning up after the first one. But even with the losses it was a good second test run. The targets were pretty soft prior."
"Yes, that it was. Mm...yes, I suppose things will be beefed up for awhile. No matter. Send me the data after your analysis."
"I will." Click
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:30 pm
Laying there, Ryu hovering above him, Naoko blinked slowly. He felt his heart calm down... his breathing level off...
It was nice...
Calming...
Or rather... it was supposed to be.
As soon as Ryuukaze's lips touched the blond's chest however, his heart thudded hard. Amber eyes widened and for a moment, memories mixed with emotions and the fear that welled up within Naoko's soul was so great... so terrifying... that he froze completely.
Lips pressed against his own deeply, and that second kiss triggered an automatic self preservation within the pianist.
Naoko struck out, shoving Ryu off of him hard and, using his hands and ankles, backed himself along the bed until his back was against the headboard.
"Hanase... do... don't... don't touch me!" the younger Oumori brother cried out, lithe fingers reaching up to tangle into already tousled blond hair. He was shivering from head to toe, amber eyes staring at Ryu with a wide frightened gaze.
Then, as if some unheard sound triggered it, Naoko jumped from the bed and ran. Bare feet slapped against the floor until suddenly... he simply stopped.
If the violinist followed, he would have seen a rather odd sight... though perhaps not so odd when one thought of Naoko in general.
He was pressed up against the side of Ryu's piano, left hand holding onto the open lid, fingers near the strings within, while the right snaked under the left elbow, resting against the wood of the piano's side. Those thin right fingers touched the keys, not pressing down but feeling to cool of the ivory and ebony keys...
A high C rang out for a moment as one finger pressed down hard... and amber eyes just stared at those keys as if transfixed.
Then those eyes closed and Naoko let out a sound of relief, slipping to his knees beside the instrument. His left hand remained above his head as he rested against the piano's side and front leg.
For a long time, the pianist didn't move. He just sat there, resting... breathing... then amber eyes opened. Naoko refused to look at Ryu, though he knew the man was there by now, and instead spoke softly.
"Gomen... let... let's not do that right now... the... the bed and... and you..." he took a deep breath, just trying to focus through his exhaustion. "Gomen..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:53 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
For a second, things seemed as if they were going to be ok. He was so relieved! He'd finally figured out how to... Ryu rolled backwards off the bed as the blow struck his chest, causing his breath to catch in his throat for a moment. "Crazy b***h!", the thought popped into the violinist's mind for a split-second, and he immediately felt guilty for even thinking such a thing. It wasn't Naoko's fault. There was a lot going on in the blond right now. Pain and loss and fear and... "...and a double-portion of nutcase...", the violinist audibly tsked at the thought, disgusted at his own mind, and the anger and upset he was feeling toward his lover. Wheeling around the bed, Ryuukaze chased Naoko through the house, determined that he wasn't going to let the pianist do anything insane. What he found the blond doing, while rather crazed, wasn't as god-awful as he had been expecting, though. Staring at Naoko from across the room, crimson eyes expressing his complete confusion, mixed with his utter frustration. "Checking to make sure a C is still a C, are you?" he crouched down, speaking softly from a distance as though trying to entice a feral cat. "That's ok...but you've got to calm down, Na-kun. You know I won't do anything you don't want me to. Now...come on. We can go sit down or watch TV or do anything you can think of. Just calm down for me, ok?" ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:57 pm
One eyebrow arched as Nakai looked over Chiyou's butt in his pants. "Well... you don't exactly have an a** so..." he teased before snapping the towel from the bathroom sink at that cute little backside in jeans. "Yeah well... waking me up and ordering me to work isn't the BEST way to get on my good side... especially since, you know, we've pretty much been on our own these past few weeks. You'd think Ohayou could at LEAST contact us every now and the but NO...." he rolled his eyes, looking back at the mirror and trying to do something with his bedhead of hair.
The blond laughed however, shaking his head. "Beginning to understand? Hardly. I think you've known for a while who you are... you were just afraid to let the real you go. I mean... I see you as being rather... mmm... bottled?" Kai winced slightly. "I can't think of a better word, gomen but... you're in the bottom of the bottle, you know? Like the bottom of your own brand of salad dressing. Above you is Chiyou and in between is what fans think and what the people around you think. Somewhere in there floating around are the relationships you've made with people like Izzy and Narcissus and that Nezumi-san, well me obviously. There are all these layers and it makes the dressing really pretty, you know... But then this huge thing happens to you, takes away your sight, and it's like... like the bottle got all shaken up and the contents mixed around. Now you find yourself at the top of the bottle trying to spill out, and Chiyou at the bottom and all those relationships mixed up in there and fan reactions and all that is just topsy turvey. Big changes change people. Your change shook up your bottle and now you're not the same old Chiyou Salad Dressing anymore. Now you're the Hideki Salad Dressing with a hint of Chiyou." Kai said, trying to explain how he saw the young man. "You changed, not because of me, but because of you. You couldn't dive back down to the bottom of the bottle again because oil and water don't mix, aka Hideki and Chiyou don't mix, and there wasn't anything to shake the bottle hard like that again. Change is good. Some people just don't accept that change. You did. And now you taste even better. Well the salad dressing you, obviously." he added with a smile, finally finished with his hair.
Akihiko couldn't help but laugh softly. "So you're telling me..." he said as he carefully put two small pieces of cake onto plates for himself and Michi. "That Ruki and Shou had their wartime-male-bonding moment basically... and that I just have to accept it." he sighed, looking at the cake in front of him. "Brothers... See now when you talk to ME about siblings, that just makes it worse..." the musician teased, taking the cake over to the table for both men. "I'm taboo, remember? Mmmm... but you're right..." he said, picking up his coffee cup and taking a sip. "I trust Ruki... and... well... he loves me. It's just hard... I'm easily jealous and kind of um... well, kind of over protective."
Course when Michi mentioned his own flirtations... "I flirt with everyone because I have to. I mean, it's expected of Narcissus to be flirty and all that so it's become like a habit. I suppose you're right though... I'd trust myself far less than I'd trust Ruki. I bet he thinks the same things sometimes too... he's just better at hiding it or hell maybe not even realizing it."
"As for the cake... yeah. You know I was going to make one when we got back, and I actually had started it, but then I fell over and was told not to do anything." Akihiko laughed slightly. "Ruki tried to finish the cake himself. It..." he started laughing again just thinking about it. "He called Shou to get help making it but Shou was as clueless as Ruki so they got Hayato-san to tell him how to make a cake. It... turned out alright, especially for Ruki having been the cook but..." his laughter died away and the young tiger smiled softly. "I didn't get to thank Hayato-san for helping Ruki and his cake fiasco... didn't get to really thank him for being there in Hawaii with me when the earthquake happened. It'll be odd, ne? An Ohayou star going to a SMASH star's memorial?"
After having been dropped off at their apartment, Haru had helped get You settled on the bed, of course his clothes changed as well, before leaving to go look after Shou.
Left to his own devices, Ishihara had actually fallen asleep, thanks to a new dose of pain medications.
When his phone rang, one glance from the sleepy-eyed man was all You needed to know just who was calling.
Picking it up, pulling his own body into a sitting position in the meantime, Ishihara answered the phone. "Matsumoto-san, ohayou gozaimasu." he spoke politely, wondering if he was about to get grilled, ordered, or just checked up on.
One never could tell with the spider...
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:08 pm
"Daijoubu..." Naoko whispered, amber eyes fixed on a spot across the room as he spoke. "If a C wasn't a C... I'd be worried I'd finally gone off the deep end completely." he replied, turning his face toward Ryu, even though his eyes remained hidden by his bedhead of hair. "I'm calm... I think... You just... Sorry it was sudden... and... and I didn't mean to hit you... gomen... I was upset about Hayato and... and... and then the kissing just... I mean the first time was good because it shut me up but... I just really don't want THAT right now..." the emphasis on 'that' was an obvious reference to what would have likely come after the kissing.
Then, the blond did look up to his akuma. "But... I wouldn't mind just... being with you. I still feel kinda under the weather and all... I'm surprised you don't have a cold too by now."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:27 pm
kawaita tsumori ame ga tsuzunaku katari kakeru namida wa seijaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru"Don't have a...oi! I do so!" The kid was about to verbally gnaw Nakai's backside for that when he heard the sound of a towel going "POP" and felt a sting on his petite rear end. It surprised him so much that he let go of the jeans, which then fell right down to his ankles. With a huff, Hideki crossed his arms and kicked the jeans away, standing there in his little boxers looking like a pissed-off adolescent. It would be super nice if he could have just one more growth spurt before it was all said and done...so that he didn't spend his entire life looking like a schoolgirl in boy's clothes. "I dunno, Kai...maybe something's up. I mean, it's not common practice for things to be like this. Things just seem weird. I know you're older than me, but, in the company, I do, technically, have seniority over you. I've been around for a while now and things don't really go like this..." It felt funny to claim seniority on the guitarist, because all Chiyou ever wanted to do was be submissive to the man. His instincts told him that that was his place, snuggled up against the older musician like a little pet chinchilla. The words coming from Nakai right now were so deep, so inspiring and insightful. The young vocalist gazed up at the elder blond and smiled. So, that was how it was. Everything blending and swirling, changing. No wonder he was different. No wonder he felt...tasted...newer and better in many ways. "Kai..." the kid wrapped his arms around the guitarist's neck, biting his lower lip as he gazed into those gorgeous honey eyes. "Mmmn...Kai..." his face came closer to Kai's, lips wet with want. "I'm really hungry! I want something with some kind of dressing!" Even if he had changed, Hideki was still Hideki at the heart of it all. karada o tsutau ame ni furueru awai omoi guren no yuuwaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:38 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"It's ok...no need to apologize. I understand. If my violin strings started hissing like snakes or something I'd be pretty upset myself." the akuma chuckled warmly, getting down on all fours and slowly crawling across the floor to Naoko's side. "Aw...sweet tenshi, I wasn't wanting to go THERE..." Ryu's voice was serious. "I wanted to comfort you...not...bed you..." he explained. Frankly, he didn't think he could do such a thing right now if he tried, if Naoko were begging him to. It simply wouldn't feel right. Not after all that had happened. Honestly...it would be really, really weird to do something like that right after Jun's death. If not for him, then certainly for Naoko, one would assume. "You know I'm always here for you, baby. I'll make us some hot tea and we can chill out for a while. Wrap up in some blankets to keep you warm, maybe watch the latest cooking show and talk about how we might burn the house down trying to emulate it? That sound good to you?" the violinist laughed, and, as if on cue, sneezed. ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 4:23 pm
Letting go of the piano, Naoko smiled slightly, looking up at the red eyes of Ryu as the man stopped at his side. "Hot tea would be really nice... Chai even better. For both of us it seems." he said softly, laughing just a bit when Ryu sneezed.
Nice to know his lover wasn't an idiot apparently... since he seemed to be able to catch a cold.
"Oi, I can cook. Not that well but I wouldn't burn the house down. Sai was always better at it than me anyway..." the blond added, leaning his head on Ryu's shoulder. "Let's get up... cold floors are good for either of us, ne?"
"Dressing for breakfast?" Kai asked, arms instinctively around Chiyou's waist. "I guess we can go down the street and get something... gotta be back for the driver though... and you obviously need, you know, pants."
He steered Chiyou out of the bathroom and toward the closet. "I'd like to wear my own pants so let's find something your size, ne?" he asked with a teasing grin.
The idea though that something was wrong at Ohayou wasn't new to him. Having been shoved into a new manager was just plain odd... so that had already set up a warning flag in the guitarist's mind. Being called into work on the holiday sent up a second one.
Whatever was happening was probably big... yet not so big as to inform the stars themselves.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 5:31 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"I'm pretty sure I've got some Chai left." Ryu smiled as he pushed himself into a squat, then stood up, holding out his hand to help his lover to his feet. "Hey, I know you can cook, but neither one of us is an Iron Chef, ya know." the akuma laughed as he pictured himself in a chef's hat, with Naoko, oddly enough, in a maid's uniform. He just couldn't picture his tenshi in something as drab as chef's gear. Padding into the kitchen, the crimson-eyed vocalist opened up a cabinet and moved things around for a bit, before finally pulling out a can of tea and two cups. "Chai tea coming right up!" he cheered, turning to face Naoko with cups in hand. The smile on his face quickly faded and turned into a look of horror as he dropped the tea cups, backing up against the cabinet in fear. What he had seen...he hadn't been sure. He couldn't be sure...but...for a moment, it had looked like there was something...someone...standing in the doorway right behind Naoko. As quickly as he had seen the vision, it was gone. Great...now he was cracking up too. It probably had something to do with lack of sleep and stress. "G...gomen." the violinist shook himself out of his stupor and bent down, picking up the cups which, thankfully, hadn't broken. Without another word, Ryuukaze turned back around and started making the tea. ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 5:57 pm
kawaita tsumori ame ga tsuzunaku katari kakeru namida wa seijaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru"Mmmm...I dun wanna go down the street...don't I have any ginger dressing or anything in the fridge? Just something with some flavor...maybe eat it with some egg?" the young vocalist whined. He wanted to just laze around until they had to leave. It sucked bad enough that they were up so early without expecting it. "I know...I know. Red pants, blue pants, my pants, your pants. Whatever, as long as we're both dressed in time for work." Hideki rifled around in his closet for a bit before he heard his phone buzzing on the night stand. "Oi, Kai...I think I've got a message or something. Can you check it out for me?" karada o tsutau ame ni furueru awai omoi guren no yuuwaku ni...samayou yoru ga akeru
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 7:19 pm
(((OOC: Last posts from me tonight. Gomen... I'm still feeling bleh from all the blood taking yesterday.)))
"Hai hai..." Nakai replied, placating Chiyou.
He'd find something in the fridge.
Hopefully.
Of course halfway back to his pants, Chiyou's phone buzzed, causing the blond to take a short detour.
Looking at the text message barrage, the guitarist frowned slightly. "Izzy sent you a book of texts. Honestly... it's not like you can read them... baka..."
So instead, Nakai sent Izzy a text back.
AHOU!!! How do you expect Hi-chan to reply to something he has to read! Call him, baka!
Okay, so Kai was still a bit pissy underneath about the entire musical manager affair...
Naoko smiled, taking Ryu's hand and getting to his feet. "I miss my kimono... kinda sorta feel naked here after having worn that so much lately."
Of course he was fully dressed in a comfortable t-shirt and pajama pants... but it didn't mean the blond didn't enjoy the flowing feeling of a kimono.
He followed the violinist into the kitchen, "I wouldn't want to be an Iron Chef. Too much pressure. And I'd have to memorize so many recipes..." Naoko teased, trying to just get back to normal.
But when Ryu's eyes widened and the cups fell from his fingers, on instinct, the pianist turned, half expecting someone to be coming at them with a knife or worse...
Yet there was nothing there.
"Ne... Ryu-kun... daijoubu ka?" Naoko asked, turning back to his lover and looking at the man with worried amber eyes. "I expect myself to be nuts but you... you're supposed to be the sane one, remember?"
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