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 Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 10:59 pm
"Hai..." Naoko replied but then quickly continued. "But I told him if he ever let it slip. If anyone ever found out I had done it... I wouldn't hesitate to kill Izzy Lucky. Because... well.... the man's important to Chiyou and like family." shrugging the blond frowned slightly. "I don't think he'll tell anyone but... well... I could always finish the job..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:29 pm
What I want, I get...
No matter the method------------------------------------------------}:-  Matsumoto Izo
Chairman - SMASH
Mine...mine...you're mine...such pretties for me.
Izo said nothing to this response for a long moment. His fingers never quite leaving Naoko's cheek but then it brushed back over Naoko's ear and behind the man's head to run up through the blond hair. Suddenly, he grasped the hair tighter as his lips closed in on Naoko's ear. The hot breath wafted back to Naoko's nose and smelled of liquor and cigars as he whispered in the younger man's soft ear, "Thats a very dangerous thing to do Naoko. Very dangerous. And you think I'd be happy with you're...indiscretions? Chiyou was not mine...but soon...Ohayou will be mine...He would have been a very valuable asset."
Those words almost like spit in the ear, hinted on malice, hinted at disaster. "You've come here hoping I would clean up...after so many things. Prepared to sell yourself body and soul to me. What little so you say you have left...but see Naoko, I know you're not a cold blooded killer, you're far from that. You're an emotional child that begs to be scolded and given some sanctuary from the hell you've put yourself into and will do again and again. But see, you like that dark world you're in. You've always liked it but you've been afraid to admit that fact. Maybe it's because what Hayato-kun might have done to you or maybe its what you say your brother did but the fact is you don't feel much of anything unless you're tantalized by those twisted pleasure."
Then he paused, and his fingers moved a little in Naoko's hair, "You know I really dislike assets being damaged....now what am I going to do with Chiyou-kun once I gain control of Ohayou? Mm? I think you'll have to give me Ideas. But then again, I might have a few of my own." He pulled Naoko's head back so the sweet throat was exposed and ran a finger down to the middle of the collar bone. "So very soft....you're not a husk....far from that....Naoko-kun. But you're going to so wish you were in time."
-:{------------------------------------------------No matter the cost.
...Prepare to pay up!
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:39 pm
Somehow, Naoko knew it was coming before Izo's hand tightened on his hair. Letting his head fall back, the pianist's amber eyes focused up on the older man, even as his boss spoke.
"Ha... hanase yo..." The blond replied.
His body may not have said it, but his eyes were telling.
He didn't like being touched by someone he wasn't interested in... much less by someone with a reputation like Matsumoto Izo.
"You're right about one thing..." Naoko spoke, feeling very very uncomfortable with his neck exposed. "I do like the darker things in life. But I've never hidden that fact. Ryu knows it, hell even Sai knows it and Hayato certainly does. I haven't felt anything for a long time... even when I'm with Ryu I'm torn between enjoying the sweet tender moments... and wanting him to just tear me to shreds."
Izo's finger distracted him for a second and the young man took in a quick breath.
"I didn't... I didn't know you were trying to take over Ohayou, Matsumoto-san. I could be valuable to you still... you say I'm not a cold blooded killer but... the only time I stop seeing Ryu's blood on my hands... is when I see the blood of someone else. I can BE a killer. And I..." he very nearly winced as Izo's finger trailed down his collar bone.
"Da... dame..."
He couldn't even really respond to Matsumoto's threat about him wishing he were a husk in time.
A sinking feeling set itself in the pit of his stomach. A strange sort of twisted dread and make him feel ill.
This wasn't going as he'd planned at all!
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:44 pm
 █████████▐▐▐▌▌▌☆
【Benjaminx Doitzel Kaiser III】
【 Gaijin 】
☆ D a y sxg oxp a s txl i k exc l o u d sxi n t h e xs k y...☆
Benji stepped into the restaurant called Luna and was met with a sneer from the well dressed waiter. He had expected no less, he looked like a penniless punk. He approached the man, who asked if he had a reservation. "No. I need a table for one please." He said with surprisingly fluent nihongo. The waiter looked at the guitar, gesturing at it as he spoke. "You'll need to leave that in your car, sir." The young man glared at the waiter. "I'd sooner cut my arm off." He said commandingly.
The waiter sighed and asked Ben to wait a few moments and before too long he was seated at his own table. It was a bit lonely sitting alone, but he had his Fender and that was enough for now. He glanced at the crowd, not really noticing many friendly faces. He stopped when his eyes came on Narcissus, thinking he had seen that face before. He thought about it for a few minutes, then shrugged it off as no name could be recalled.
☆.. B u t xm o m e n t s xw i t h y o uxl a s t xf o r e v e r..☆
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:59 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..well if he isn't going to meet with Matsumoto-san, are you planning on going with Ishi-san to cut the DVD? And yeah you did...You had Yamada-san change his seats out at the Event because he would have been in the same booth with Matsumoto-san. I remember that." Michi was thoughtful for a moment uncertain of how to handle these events. Mostly, he had to rely on Akihiko's judgement even if he wasn't quite well because Michi didn't know the Music Industry enough to make decisions.
"I'm not sure that you should have to either but maybe we're both worrying too much. Ishi-san's a sweet guy but I've always heard he is a capable manager. So maybe he'd be just fine and maybe you're needing to focus more on this...corporate takeover. Maybe you should attend a session with Asato-san at the lawyer's office when he goes next?" By this time Michi finished his soda and was on the next then looking down he realized he still had many tasty morsels left to eat so he picked up his chopsticks and decided to dig in.
"Other companies means more money for Matsumoto-san to spend on this affair I imagine. But is that Goshiro-san guy bought out or is it still up in the air? Do you guys get along?" But then...Michi's eye caught something out of the corner of his eye. Something out of place. Pink?!
He stopped in mid bite and then leaned in a little closer, "Hey, umm...who's the pink haired guy? Some one important? Or..a cosplayer?" With that color of hair...cosplay seemed the obvious choice. But as expensive as this restaurant was, it could have been a gajin actor of some sort? Maybe? Either way, the only thing Michi knew is that it took a heck of a lot of hair coloring to achieve a perfect pink. So said Nikki-san...
-:{------------------------------------------------when you open up your eyes and see me.
...Dark Star.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 2:05 pm
 ~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
Ryu had done exactly what he had told himself he would do. He had gone through a drive through, ordered a cheeseburger, fries, and a soda, and taken off to go munch down his big, greasy prize. Sitting in his car outside the movie theater, he belched to himself as he looked over what was playing. Nothing that really interested him at the moment, unfortunately. Plus, the fast food had left him feeling a little tired. Not wanting to go home, he decided on a hotel for the night. Something where he wouldn't feel like he was missing...someone. At least, not as much. Paying for a room, the violinist took the elevator upstairs, making himself comfortable....or....as comfortable as he could get. Which wasn't all that comfortable, really. After the things that had gone on tonight, he had an itch to do something more...to create, to live in a way he had forsaken for so long now. Grabbing a pen and a notebook, Ryuukaze made his way up to the roof of the hotel. It was cold, and he was all alone, but it was quiet and beautiful. The rain had completely gone away from earlier and the air smelled fresh, the stars shining bright over Tokyo where the clouds had dissipated. He felt...free. And yet...as he gazed at the stars, he couldn't help but imagine Naoko's eyes...how they used to shine like stars...happy and hopeful. What had happened to his baby? What had made the pianist so...vicious and cruel? He could understand the anger and the baggage...but something just seemed so mean and dangerous about his....his.... What were they, now? Had Naoko dumped him when he left? There had been no conversations or explanations. Just the reaction. Just the anger. It wasn't meant to be that way. Even so...Ryu felt anger now. Anger that his beloved had treated him in such a way. He had put up with a lot, really. Given in, gone insane, made compromises and sacrifices...desperately trying to make things better for Naoko. All the things that had happened, making things worse, ruining the good times...well, some of them were his fault, and some were out of his control. That didn't change how much he loved the blond...but that was the thing....he loved Naoko...and Naoko had assaulted him with a vase of flowers. Naoko...had nearly killed him with a sharp blow to the head that left him with a god damn metal plate replacing part of his skull. Honestly, he didn't know what to think about that. At all. Pulling his cell phone out of his coat, he typed in a quick text to Naoko, letting him know he was alright...but he wasn't exactly pleased. Hey baby....I love you. Hope you're alright. Not coming home tonight. I'll see you at work tomorrow. And....please...don't ever, ever, throw anything at me like that again. I don't appreciate it, regardless of how mad you are. I still love you though. <3 RyuHe would leave it at that. No further communication was needed, as far as he was concerned. For the next few hours, Ryuukaze just sat on the rooftop, writing lyrics and singing out into the night. ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 2:26 pm
Nezumi sat bolt upright in his bed, drenched in sweat.
Breathing heavily, he reached for his glasses, looking at the time.
It was the middle of the night...
Lying back in his bed, he sighed, pulling the sheet up over his bare chest.
That dream....well, it hadn't been a nightmare, that was for sure.
He had been dreaming...about Tanaka Michi.
Of all people, it was that physical therapist. What was that all about?!
And...it hadn't been just any dream. Michi had been massaging him, touching him....but then...they were kissing....and....
Oh, it was too much to think about! So embarrassing!
He would never be in such a position with that man....would he?
Picking up his phone from the nightstand, he looked to see if he had any texts or voice mails.
Nothing.
He still hadn't heard from Hiroki. It ticked him off, really. Why was that man not getting back in touch with him? It was pretty damn important, he thought, for Michi's demo to be heard. That young man had a voice of gold...and looks to match.
Putting his phone to the side, the mousy manager rolled over, curling up in the dark again.
Tomorrow...perhaps some things could be accomplished then...
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 3:33 pm
█████████▐▐▐▌▌▌☆
【Benjaminx Doitzel Kaiser III】
【 Gaijin 】
☆ D a y sxg oxp a s txl i k exc l o u d sxi n t h e xs k y...☆
Ben glanced over the menu and made his selection, then order his meal. every so often he pulled out his cell phone, checking the time. He sighed in contentment as his food arrived and set before him. He had no one to talk to, so eating his meal took a lot less time than most of the other patrons, who all chatted among themselves. Once he was finished he wiped his mouth and payed for the meal. And that was that.
He got up and slipped his Fender Precision over his shoulder and left. Walking back through the crowds he headed back to the hotel. He noticed the man that he saw earlier was gone as he passed through the lobby and entered the elevator. He pressed the button for his floor and waited as the room slid upwards through the shaft. He sighed uncomfortably as the numbers above the door lit up, he was a bit afraid of elevators because of the combination of an enclosed space and dizzying heights.
After about a minute the light for his floor lit up.... then contiuned up to the next floor, then the next. "What the...?" he muttered as the elevator continued to raise until it finally stopped at the top floor. The doors slid open and he felt compelled to step out, looking both ways. There was no one there, but he saw a door labeled 'rooftop access'. He didn't know why, but he wanted to go up onto the roof.
The door leading to the roof opened as he pushed past it, cool night air sending a shiver down him. He was looking up at the stars, which from here looked so much more brighter than from the street. He was so awestruck by the stars he didn't notice he was not alone. "Oh wow..."
☆.. B u t xm o m e n t s xw i t h y o uxl a s t xf o r e v e r..☆
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 3:55 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
Ryu, being oblivious in his current focus on the music, had no idea that someone had come up to the roof. In this cold, and at this time of night, he hadn't imagined anyone would bother. Through the night, he had written out a song....his feelings, his thoughts...exploring his heart, his weaknesses and strengths, his love for Naoko, all in this song. Standing there, under the stars, the pale moonlight illuminated him, a gust of wind whipping up and blowing his fedora off of his head and into the night sky. Reaching out into the night, he let his voice fill the void with a song, hearing the music in his head....the passion, the fire, the rock and roll... As he turned his face to the sky, he seemed to sparkle in the glittering starlight, crimson eyes aflame as his voice burst forth...
Just cry tojikometa kioku wo tadoru
Why tsumi wo hikizuru ashioto
ima wa mou sora wa nijimu namida to
atsui kumo ni tozasareta kokoro
Aah, daremo kare mo hitotsu ya futatsu wa
fureraretakunai koto mo mou jibun igai no hito wo
kizu tsuketakunai yo yowasa sae uke irete
tsurai toki wa nakeba ii
ashita wa kitto I'll make my day
takaku takaku nee toberu kara
bokura wa koeru doko made demo kitto
I'll find my way tooku wo mitsumete ikeru
Alive uetsukerareta ikiteku ruuru
Why subete agare ochite yuku
hito wa mou uso wo tsukitsuzukeru ikimono
na no ni natte? shinjitsu bakari motomeru no?
soshite jidai wo uramu hibi ni
itsu shika bokutachi wa
ai no imi mo otoshitan da na
tsurai toki wa nakeba ii
kotoba ja kitto mitasenai kara
furueru kata ni furete boku mo naku kara
koware yuku mono
tashika ni naosenai mono mo atta
nanika wo oshieru tame ni
hi hi hi This word!
hi hi hi this word!!
risou wa motomeru hodo ni
hakanasa wo daite mayoikonde iku
nobashita tenohira kasunde iku
ima wa nakeba ii ashita wa kitto
I'll be on your side tooku wo koete ikeru
nijimu kimi no hitomi ga, ok!
ashita sae mitaku wa nai to iu no nara
kakaeta mono sute ima wa tomareba ii sa
itsuka wa toberu ashita wa kitto
I'll find my way kokoro wa koete yukeru
tsurai toki wa nakeba ii
kotoba ja kitto mitasenai kara
kimi no itami ni furete boku mo naku kara
koware yuku mono
tashika ni naosenai koto mo atta
ashita e mukau tame ni
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Just cry, following the trail of the memories you locked away
Why? The footsteps dragging sin along behind
Now the sky blurs with tears
Your heart locked behind the thick clouds
Ah, everyone Has one or two things
they don't want others to touch
I don't want to hurt Anyone but myself anymore
I'll even accept the weakness
It's okay to cry when times are hard
I know tomorrow I'll make my day
Higher, higher
Hey, if I can fly I can go
Wherever I want I'll find my way
I can watch the distance
Alive, living by the rules that have been planted in us
Why? Everything is weakened and falls
People keep telling lies
But why? Why do we all long for truth?
And in the days of cursing this age
We lost the meaning of love
Without realizing it
It's okay to cry when times are hard
Words can't fulfill you
So when I touch your trembling shoulders, I cry, too
There were definitely times
When I couldn't repair what was breaking
So it could teach me something
The more I embrace ideals
The more I embrace fragility and lose my way
The outstretched hand grows hazy
It's okay to cry now
I know tomorrow
I'll be on your side
I can cross the distance
If you say your blurry eyes
Don't even want to see tomorrow
Then just stop and throw away what you've been holding on to
Someday you'll be able to fly
I know tomorrow
I'll find my way
My heart can overcome
It's okay to cry when times are hard
Words can't fulfill you
So when I touch your pain, I cry, too
There were definitely times
When I couldn't repair what was breaking
So I could face tomorrow
~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
(Song: This Word by UVERworld)
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 4:12 pm
█████████▐▐▐▌▌▌☆
【Benjaminx Doitzel Kaiser III】
【 Gaijin 】
☆ D a y sxg oxp a s txl i k exc l o u d sxi n t h e xs k y...☆
Ben would have gone on without noticing the other person there on the roof if the fedora had not struck him in the hip. He managed to grab the hat before it blew away and off the roof, then tried to find where it came from. That was when he saw Ryuukaze, standing there singing into the night. He approached a little closer and pushed the fedora down on his head, mussing his pink hair.
He could feel the emotion behind the word that were flowing through the air and it over took him. He slung the bass guitar from his shoulder and let the voice pour through him and into the instrument. The music that came forth was in perfect harmony with the vocals, but without an amp was barely audible. When the song stopped so did his playing. "That was nice."
☆.. B u t xm o m e n t s xw i t h y o uxl a s t xf o r e v e r..☆
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 4:21 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
Toward the end of his song, the violinist picked up the soft sounds of the bass from behind him. Letting the last note hand in the air a moment longer than needed, Ryuukaze smiled to himself, giving a chuckle as the stranger complimented his song. "Nice, eh? Well, I couldn't make everything out, but it sounds like you're quite the accomplished bassist. What's your name....and....is that my hat?" he asked, tilting his head to the side a bit. Obviously, the kid was a pink-haired European? American? He couldn't be sure...but certainly a caucasian. "I'm Ryuukaze....if you didn't know me already. You're from overseas, yes?" he grinned, eyes smiling along with his mouth. It never hurt to make new friends, and this guy seemed interesting....especially with his ability to pick up with his lyrics immediately like that. ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 4:50 pm
█████████▐▐▐▌▌▌☆
【Benjaminx Doitzel Kaiser III】
【 Gaijin 】
☆ D a y sxg oxp a s txl i k exc l o u d sxi n t h e xs k y...☆
He smiled as he took the fedora from his head and offered the hat back to it's owner. "Yeah here you go. It's a pleasure to meet you Ryuukaze.... My name is Be-" He hesitated a moment, unsure if it was wise to give out his real name to this strange "Eh... Call me Giajin... at least for now. from what you say, if I was a local I'd know you... you must be a famous singer... your voice is evidence to that too..."
He adjusted his guitar lower down his waist so the body covered his upper legs and groin from view. "Mind if I ask why you're up here alone? I mean someone as talented as you should have someone to keep you company. A girlfriend..." His lips curled into a slight grin during the short pause. "Or a boyfriend perhaps?"
☆.. B u t xm o m e n t s xw i t h y o uxl a s t xf o r e v e r..☆
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 5:08 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
"Gaijin? That's a funny name to call yourself!" the star bust into a fit of laughter. It was funny, in a cute, rebellious sort of way. He liked that. "You're an interesting one...I like interesting." he smirked, plucking his fedora from atop the kid's head and putting it back on. "Famous? Heh...I guess you can call me that. I'm a violinist too. I'm a lot of things." Ryu turned, looking out over the city. Walking to the edge of the roof, Ryu leaned on the dark brickwork, pondering the pink-haired bassist's last question. "Well....we all need some time to ourselves, ya know? Sometimes...we just have to go somewhere, escape, let the wind take us where it may." he explained, ignoring the bit about a girlfriend or boyfriend. He really didn't want to bother with those thoughts, nor did he want to explain any of his private life to someone he just met, either. As far as Gaijin would know, he was single. "So...what brings you to Tokyo, Gaijin?" ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 5:27 pm
█████████▐▐▐▌▌▌☆
【Benjaminx Doitzel Kaiser III】
【 Gaijin 】
☆ D a y sxg oxp a s txl i k exc l o u d sxi n t h e xs k y...☆
Gaijin moved to the edge of the building and sat down. "Hmmm... I'm glad you find my name so funny." With vary slight hint of hurt on his voice. "Anyway, I am here for the Ohayou talent scouting event... I hope to get into a band here and... I don't know... do something special..." He ran his fingers through his hair, showing that it was his real hair and not a wig.
Tired of talking, he decided his Fender Precision had something to say in his stead. His fingers played across the neck as he plucked at the strings with his other hand. It was slow, mellow, and slightly sad tune that hummed through the air like a scent from a flower.
☆.. B u t xm o m e n t s xw i t h y o uxl a s t xf o r e v e r..☆
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 5:50 pm
~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
The kid was still pretty young and touchy, Ryu could tell. He hadn't meant to upset the boy. "Oi...bouya...relax a little. I said I liked you, ya know." he spoke softly as he slid down the wall, sitting on the concrete beside the musician, letting the soft bass mellow him out. "Mm...you do have a talent. Your music...it speaks. I think you can do well in the industry, if you just have faith in yourself, and don't let little things get to you." he grinned. Gaijin would certainly need a thicker skin if he were going to make it in the Japanese music industry. "We should probably go inside before we both get frostbite, you know." he said after a moment, standing and offering his hand to the young man to help him to his feet. ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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