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 Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 8:32 pm
"Yes, I'm very sure. I...I believe in you, Tanaka-san. You absolutely can make this song your own." he answered, dead serious about it even as he looked the song over. It was an insanely difficult song for a beginner, but he knew, just knew that this man could pull it off.
How he could believe so much in a man he hardly knew and have never once believed in Chiyou, though....that was an entirely different issue.
One he really, really did not want to delve into, not with himself, or anybody else.
Frankly, he was still upset over the whole ordeal.
But...perhaps it really was for the best.
Stepping into the sound booth, Nezumi pulled up the track and began to play the music, turning on the recorder to take down the practice run-through just in case.
The song was brand new, Narcissus hit from the Charity Event.
Giving a thumbs up to the masseuse, he sat back, watching and listening.
((OOC: the song is Justified by Gackt))
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:08 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..
Michi glanced around in the quiet booth and really wondered if Narcissus started out like this or if he was doing something rather weird and stupid. Ok...so maybe if he just satisfied Nezumi's need to hear him sing, the man would figure out that he totally was of base with him. Michi wasn't sure what to think of all this and it made him just a tad nervous.
"Alright... so try to...sing like myself but I'm not sure what myself is. If you know what I mean?" But then Nezumi had started up the music and he was suppose to do...what? Sing...sing like himself. Greeeeaattt...Ok. Well since he didn't know what that was quite yet he decided the best thing to do was just sing like no one was around just normal stuff when he was alone.
So, he tried hard not to think about where he was and ended up missing the first few lines then jumped in at the second group. Closing his eyes, he tried not to think about anyone else but himself. His voice was much different from Narcissus' and without hearing Narcissus singing he couldn't match it at all. But he was able to keep up with Yammi's guitar and knew where to come in at.
The voice was a rich tenor that flowed from note to note with a certain purity that could use a bit of refinement to be sure. Talent that needed like any newborn, guidance. He probably wasn't quite ready for Narcissus' plate but certainly there was a potential to eat off a plate like it one day if the right sound was discovered within him.
Soon he ended the song and then said, "So...umm...how did that sound?"
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:22 pm
Cutting the music, Nezumi stepped down from the booth and walked right up to Michi.
"You have the talent." he declared, "But you don't have the skill. You have to push the notes a bit more, don't let them waver. Sing from your diaphragm, and, when it comes to recording, at least, keep your eyebrows raised a bit, it raises your palate, and stand up straight, shoulders back, but relaxed." he explained, moving behind the masseuse as he spoke, putting his hands all over the man to show what went where, and where he needed to project from. That toned, firm tummy...perhaps he let his fingers linger there a bit too long, but he moved on right away.
"Ok. Let's go again, from the top. You've got this...just let it flow."
Back in the booth, the manager started everything up again, hitting record and watching how round two would go.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:23 pm
This hadn't exactly been the response Kai had hoped for.
The kid was falling for him fast... maybe too fast...
After all, it had just been a teasing question, really meant to make the younger musician laugh.
Instead...
"Chiyou-kun..." Nakai whispered, pulling back just enough to look into the vocalists eyes and speak. "I have a lot of fun with you, you know... but..." reaching a hand out, he moved Chiyou's bangs out from in front of his eyes. "I'm a bit flighty, if you catch my meaning. I have various... partners. Not just one."
He figured it was better to tell the kid now, then to wait til later.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:25 pm
The only damn person I really remember, and some ******** help you are.
That was Akihiko's last text before he just threw the cell phone across the room to land on the bed. Sighing, Narcissus really didn't know what to do.
Should he help Izzy edit the footage and just... let things flow?
But he didn't want that, did he?
He didn't want his finely crafted mask of Narcissus to crumble...
Did he?
'Baka... you only made the mask to protect yourself. Fat lot of good that's done!' he seethed to himself.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:37 pm
What wouldn't I do for King and Country...
Yes Sir!------------------------------------------------}:-  Asato Hiroki
Chairman's Secretary - Ohayou Productions
In Meeting #2...WTF?!
Hiroki laughed as he stood up. For once, Koyasu-kun didnt have a snappy come back except that. But still, he knew that the man was hurting because all this change had to be rough.
So he answered with a text:
I can't straighten up your world in regards to Ishi-san or your music. But I am willing to listen. Take a deep breath and take things one day at a time. No one is expecting a miracle, Koyasu-kun. And as for all the stuff regarding the Charity Event, Shou has taken up most of the weight there. If you've not noticed, he, Naoko, and Yammi are doing most of the interviews. And Izzy Lucky has gone back to work full time, so everything else is covered for now. Just take it easy at home for a few days. I'll have a report to you soon on the next meeting with the lawyers this week.
It was the best Hiroki could do for now, to be honest he spent more time in the bathroom than he should have. 5 minutes had become...30.
-:{------------------------------------------------No Sir!
...Where you Lead - that is the Path I Follow.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:44 pm
Nigiyaka na hitogomi ni tokeru tsubuyaki ga
Ashimoto ni chirabatta omoide nijimaseru--- 
The cloud nine that Chiyou had been floating on for so long now simply fell right out from beneath him, his heart sinking faster than the Titanic.
All the warmth he had been feeling turned into a chilling cold inside him as he took in what he had just heard.
Truthfully, he wanted to pretend he hadn't just heard that.
So...he wasn't really wanted, after all. Not really.
Good to know.
"So...I'm...just a piece of a** to you, then? I'm just you so-called "fun"?" he screamed pushing Nakai off of him as hard as he could, the older man landing right on the drive shaft of the car.
Frankly, he felt completely used, and absolutely abandoned, once again. Maybe if Nakai had said so right from the get-go, and not made him feel like they had something, it wouldn't have been a big deal...but this...this was just a little cruel. Had he not been able to tell how attached he was becoming? Or had he just not cared?
Either way, it was over now.
"You're a real b*****d, Higuri Kai!" Chiyou screamed as he opened the car door and got out, slamming it shut and running off, tears in his eyes.
What had seemed to be the beginnings of love had turned into a broken heart, all in a week.
"Never again..." Chiyou sobbed as he ran.
He wouldn't be going in to work today. Maybe not even tomorrow, depending.
Today, he was going to just go out drinking....a lot.
---Mayoi aruku machi no kagayaki wa glaring one way
Kogoe sou na boku wo terasu
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:45 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..
So...this was his first lesson. Man, already a lot to learn. He listened and followed what Nezumi said but he felt almost goofy while do it. How did stars sing like this? However, when those fingers lingered he had to look back with a small smile.
But..the fingers moved of just a little to soon and the mousy man was out of the room in a flash. Goodness, he'd just have to pin the tail on that mouse oneday he thought even as the man called out encouraging words.
This time, Michi almost had been too distracted to sing but just before the song got to the starting point of words, he latched on and once again flowed into the tune. Maybe the posture and the advice still helped but he wasn't perfect at it. Although the music came out a bit clearer and certainly more robust. It flowed outward and eventually the music filled the room. His tenor remained rich and this time not so wavering but he was going to need time and practice and probably a music coach for awhile. He was green in many ways.
As the song closed Michi took a deep breath wondering what the man was going to tell him this time.
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:13 pm
Of course, Akihiko heard the text message come through. So, on his way to the bathroom, with the sole intent of getting a relaxing shower, he picked up the phone and read the message.
Shortly after, he tossed it back onto the bed.
So Hiroki wanted him to relax, huh?
Easier said than done...
Sighing, the musician went into the bathroom and started a shower. After all, Michi would be around in a few hours for their daily session. Maybe he could ask the physical therapist's opinion too?
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:18 pm
There. He had it recorded, and was laying the track to cd as well as taking it out on a thumb drive digital copy.
Stepping out and down to Michi again, Nezumi was absolutely beaming! Of course, he was trying to keep himself in check, but his excitement was painfully obvious.
"Splendid! Surprisingly wonderful, for just a second take! I'll take this to the top of the pecking order and I imagine this will have you on board and in training immediately!" the mousy manager practically squealed, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
The talent of this man was indeed something that was comparable to an early Narcissus mixed with a current Nakai, a fusion of sorts, but still unique unto this man.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:29 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..
"Ok...sure. Well if they laugh, don't tell them it was me, Ok?" he smiled and was certainly not confident about this new found talent. "I at least want to keep my job as a therapist. Speaking of which...", he looked down at his watch.
"Oh crap, I've got to run. Its going to take me some time to get to my appointment!. Thanks for the recording...umm...session. It was kind of fun. Kind of different too." Gathering his things, he didn't wait to long for Nezumi to say otherwise. Music would have to wait for now.
He waved and raced out feeling almost a bit relieved that he managed to escape the intense joy that Nezumi was displaying. It was really odd hearing that his voice sounded good.
A little later than he wanted to be he finally made it to Narcissus' place after getting a car at Ohayou to take him there. He knew it probably was a better idea that the trains considering how much walking he'd have to do to get there afterwards.
Knocking on the door, he hoped that Narcissus was actually having a good day of relaxation, then maybe Michi's work would get easier. Little did he know what had happened earlier.
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:35 pm
Pain.
That was certainly the first thing that popped into Kai's mind as his jewels hit, full force, the drive shaft. He doubled over into the driver's seat, one hand between his legs, and it took a moment for Chiyou's voice to register.
Wait... the kid was pissed?
"Chiyou-kun, I..." but before the blond could say anything, the younger man was out the door and taking off on foot through the parking garage.
Well that hadn't gone as planned...
'I told you before you got any more serious, baka...' he thought to himself, just sitting in the car.
Suddenly, the guitarist didn't feel like going into work either.
Instead... he became the third person to both Ohayou's next in line that day.
Hiroki-san... this is Nakai. Just wanted to let you know that I think I pissed off Chiyou... He's running out of the parking garage now. Just figured you might want to send a bodyguard out after him, just in case...
It was a valid fear, seeing how lately, no one in the music industry had been very safe on their own...
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:38 pm
The shower had been nice.
Towel drying his hair, and noticing that there were no new text messages, Akihiko sat on the edge of his bed in a black satin bathrobe that greatly resembled a woman's yukata.
He'd been about to check the time, when his doorbell rang.
It took him about a minute to get upstairs, the man opening his front door (or rather back, considering how this door was connected to his garage) and smirking slightly.
"Tanaka-san. Good timing. I just got done with a shower." the musician spoke, letting Michi in before closing the door behind him. "What's on the agenda for today, hmm?"
He was trying to be nice.
Really was.
He'd tried to be nice to Izzy too... but that had failed miserably.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:40 pm
"Oh...ok...well...call me!" he called out after the hurried man. At least the time spent had been useful.
Picking up his cell, he shot Hiroki Asato a quick message: Demo is recorded, please get in touch with me when available to discuss hiring potential for new talent. I think this one's a keeper. -Nezumi
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:47 pm
What wouldn't I do for King and Country...
Yes Sir!------------------------------------------------}:- Asato Hiroki
Chairman's Secretary - Ohayou Productions
In Meeting #2..Grand Central Station!
He had just said down and was into the meeting once again after many apologies for a foul tummy that didn't really...exist but Hiroki had to come up with something. No sooner though than he did this and was well into the meat of the presentation when he got another text.
Good grief..Narcissus... He thought to himself then looked down at the message under the table this time. He closed his eyes as he read the message. Yes, he really did seem like the go to man today. Good god...
Nakai, I am in meetings I will send a bodyguard after him. This isn't a good time for me, can you call Izzy Lucky to call Chiyou-kun. I know that used to help the boy.
After hitting send he text secuirty then hours later he would realize he had sent Nakai to call Izzy who had just been dealing with Narcissus. Bad timing all around but heck, Hiroki wasn't perfect.
Of course wouldn't you know ANOTHER text came in right when he got this one finished and looked up at his meeting. Was Nakai a flipping teenage texter or something!?
But then he realized....Not Nakai but Nezumi! It wasn't a long message and at least it didn't demand immediate action. So he did two letters...
OK.
-:{------------------------------------------------No Sir!
...Where you Lead - that is the Path I Follow.
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