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 Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 7:55 pm
"Hm?" He shrugs a little. "Honestly he was kind of vague. Just told me that he's met Inoue-san a few times... but he's pretty odd. Wears a big red cloak and doesn't have a lot of friends in the music world -- or anywhere else, as far as Hijiri knows. He also refuses to share the stage with another violinist..." He nibbles on a nail a little, frowning. "He's supposed to have another performance coming up in a week, but other than that, Hijiri has no idea where we can find him."
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Oriya grins. "Is it? I guess I'm too used to working... I never really sit and watch anymore." He grabs the food for him and goes to join him, pointing out a few of the more famous faces while Muraki eats, grinning.
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Watching curiously, Oriya sees the way the grafts are inflamed, red-looking. The first signs of infection. He's standing before Muraki asks him to, anticipating the request. "Of course. would you like me to bring your medical bag as well?
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 8:06 pm
Ohashi in hand, Muraki ate the yakisoba, quite grateful for the meal.
"This is delicious, Oriya-kun... I'd never known you could cook." the teen smirked as he turned his attention to those outside the kitchen. "Who'd have thought such influential people.... Is this really, well... is this a normal clientele?"
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Raising one eyebrow, the doctor smiled. "You read my mind, Oriya-kun. It should be beside the bed in my room."
There was always a room reserved for Muraki, strangely enough. And it had been that way since he and Oriya were in high school.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 9:29 pm
Oriya grins a little. "The resturant here is highly ranked on its own, and I made it a point to learn from the chefs." He looks up at the clientele again, nodding a little. "And yes, this is quite normal. Most of these people are here at least two or three nights a week."
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"I've known you long enough." He bows just a little, excusing himself and going to retrieve them both. Entering Muraki's room always makes him smile, because the doctor so rarely uses it now, except as a study more than anything.
((OH MY GOD my desktop sucks XD One week, and my laptop will be back ;o wink )
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 12:52 am
(((OOC: Poor desktop...)))
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"And I take it your restoran is far from cheap." Muraki replied, finishing off a few more noodles. "Oriya-kun... if I'd known you could cook this good, I'd have asked you to bring obento." the teen teased.
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Sighing, Muraki looked back at Inoue.
It seemed the youth was watching Oriya exit.
"Something troubling you, Inoue-san?" the doctor asked.
The red head's gaze faultered. "I... just..."
Smirking, Muraki spoke softly, "Jealous?" he whispered, drawing Inoue closer.
For a long moment, Inoue couldn't say anything as Muraki's lips hovered just in front of his own. With another smirk, the silver haired man leaned forward, lips just below the other's ear.
"Don't be jealous, Inoue-san. You're my precious experiment, after all. How could I not care for you?"
Strangely enough, the violinist blushed.
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(((OOC: O... M... G... Muraki... just had... Koyasu Takehito's voice in my head. All deep and sexy like it was in Koutetsu Sangokushi (a wonderful Shounen Ai piece with various voices, including Kazuhiko Inoue and Ishida Akira)... It made me want to glomp Muraki... *faints* )))
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(((OOC: Btw... until EmoNazi gets her Vicodin for her hurting shoulder... it MAY be a bit before she posts sadly.)))
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 8:21 am
Oriya smirks, reaching to ruffle his hair just a bit. He's naturally pretty physical though he reigns it in around Muraki. "Oh, you think you're that special now?" Teasing back.
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He catches bits of that conversation, enough to roll his eyes as he goes to get the bandages. Although he does still get jealous over Muraki's... dalliances, he wouldn't mention it to Muraki or allow him to see the jealousy. He knows at the end of the day he's the one Muraki will come back to -- usually injured.
It only takes him a few moments to get Muraki's things, letting himself back into the room, knocking once to warn Muraki. Just because he understands the other, it doesn't mean he wants to see him all seductive with the violin player.
((oooh~ @.@ aw I love Muraki ;O; and... poor Emo :/ no worries here, I hope she feels better!))
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 10:31 am
Muraki smirked, "Of course." he replied in a teasing manner, his smile more than merely mischievous.
Being around Oriya set Muraki's heart at ease. The teen felt calm and peaceful, almost like he was part of a true family... a true brotherly relationship.
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When Oriya knocked, Muraki pulled back, smirking to Inoue and looking to the door as his friend returned.
"Arigatou, Oriya-kun." the doctor spoke, taking the bag and beginning to dig through it.
After removing a syringe and tiny bottle of Procaine Benzylpenicillin, a form of penicillin, Muraki proceeded to inject the young violinist.
"This should help fight the infection. As for the rest..."
He drew another syringe and bottle from his bag, this time, Quinine.
"And this," Muraki replied. "Is to help the inflammation and swelling."
After disposing of the needles in a nearby trash, Muraki smiled. "I want you to rest here for today. That way, Inoue-san, I can check on you to make sure there are no adverse affects from your various acquisitions."
By this, the doctor was meaning that each piece of Inoue's body might have a different reaction to the drugs.
It would be interesting to study, to say the least.
"Is that alright with you, Oriya-kun?" Muraki asked, looking back to their host.
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(((OOC: I know nothing of medicine... I just used wikipedia. So I don't know if those medicines can be mixed... but they are used to treat what I stated.)))
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 12:11 pm
(( I'll try my best to post typing with one hand.))
" So really that doesn't do us any good. Well know where he is but there isn't any way to get in contact with him. Though i do know a way...maybe... i don't know how we could pull strings to do so. But i play the Flute.. but i don't know how good I'll be i haven't played in years."
(( yes Hisoka can randomly play the flute.. cause i say so... Muhahahaha!))
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 3:00 pm
((Take your time, Emo <3 Lord knows my computer access is spotty at best lately))
"You play flute?" Tsuzuki stared at him, honestly surprised. "That's.. wonderful." He smiles a bit. "Helpful too, but I'd like to hear you play.." He does love music, he always has. Of course he's getting a little distracted from this issue at hand at this point.
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Oriya laughs. "Better be careful or I'm going to make you learn to cook." Grinning... it's nice to have another guy around, someone he can tease more readily. The geisha are a bit too serious sometimes. "You tired?"
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Oriya watches dispassionately, knowing enough about Muraki's trade now that it doesn't fascinate him like it once did. He's watched the doctor patch himself up often enough by now. He bows his head a little, smiling just a touch. "Of course, sensei. Though... Inoue-san, I would ask that you please remain in your room during the evening, and ask a servant if you require anything. My business is a little sensitive. I trust you understand."
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 5:39 pm
Muraki shook his head, reaching forward and taking his tea.
He sipped the warm liquid, savoring it's flavor.
"Not tired in the least." the teen replied with a smile. "And as for cooking... I've always been good with my hands, just... not really in the kitchen."
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(((OOC: I WANT TEA RIGHT NOW, DAMN IT! *looks at clock* Only 1 hour and 35 minutes till I can go home from work...)))
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The doctor smirked.
Sensitive was hardly the correct word.
But, as expected, Inoue nodded. "I will remain and rest. I would offer my musical services, but until my hands have healed..."
"You can't play in your condition." Muraki replied, pushing his glasses up farther on his nose. "Besides... Oriya-kun is quite capable of presenting his various guests with music via koto."
"Honto ni?" Inoue asked, his green eyes brightening. "The Koto? I've always wished to play with a master of such an instrument."
Muraki laughed, "Play you may... but instruments of music only, Inoue. Oriya-kun, as well as anyone within this establishment, is strictly out of bounds for your personal acquisitions. Am I clear?"
"Hai, Sensei." Inoue nodded, knowing better than to do anything that would displease the doctor.
Nodding as well, Muraki packed up his bag. "Good. Do as Oriya-kun says, Inoue. If you need anything, be it myself or aid from one of the servants, let the servants know. Do not leave this room."
With a slight flourish of silver hair, Muraki turned.
"Cho... chotto matte kudasai, sensei..." Inoue spoke softly, looking highly indecisive.
Muraki glanced behind him, stopping for the moment.
"I have no other concerts lined up for this month... would it be possible to have some arranged?" the violinist asked.
The doctor nodded, "Of course." he spoke, before leaving the room, hoping that Oriya wasn't far behind.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 7:28 pm
" Yes. I do." he said running a hand through his blonde hair. " sometime maybe. first we have to get me into the living music world."
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 8:56 pm
"Hijiri might be able to help... Or.." He frowns. "Aren't there competitions or something? It might be a way to get involved quickly..." He doesn't know much about this, honestly. "How long has it been since you've practiced?"
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Oriya grins a little, sipping his tea too, leaning against the table a little. "Well, we'll try it sometime. Good with your hands, huh~?" He smirks some. "Careful who you say that to around here." A gentle tease, hoping that it's not taken badly.
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Smirking a little at Muraki's directives, Oriya goes about making sure the outer doors are slid shut and locked, not wanting anyone to stumble into this room. "Inoue-san, is there anything else you will require for now? I'll have a servant checking in on you, however... if I can do anything for you presently, please don't hesitate to ask."
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 9:11 pm
" No. I think Tatsumi may be able to be pull some strings better the Hijiri since he isn't of charge of anything. Plus i think Watari plays an instrament as well. And i'd like to have backup.. espically since i'll be playing in front of crowd.. all those thoughts would drive me insane if i didnt' have something to focus on."
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 9:15 pm
(((OOC: Btw Kat, Inoue doesn't have a concert coming up. He's actually worried about that, which is partly why he went to see Muraki.)))
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Muraki blushed for a second, "That was a low blow, Oriya-kun." the teen spoke before sighing. "But what I MEANT was that, since I'm studying to go into medical school, I'm good with a scalpel." but soon, Muraki smirked as well. "And here I didn't think your clientele went for Kagema."
Trans: Kagema = Male prostitue
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(((OOC: Low blow... heh... that made me giggle and then I fought with my mind over if I should keep it or not... my dirty mind won.)))
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Smiling slightly, Inoue bowed. "I am perfectly fine. If some tea could be sent, then I can ask for nothing more."
Muraki had stopped outside, awaiting Oriya.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 9:16 pm
Tsuzuki grins a little. "Oh, you mean besides the air guitar?" He's joking, of course, Watari actually plays a few different instruments very well -- a holdover from his hippie days. "I understand though. I.. wish I could help that."
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 9:23 pm
((well, I realize that now XD I didn't before.))
"You'll have to get used to them." He winks a little. "I knew what you meant though. And.. we don't employ many kagema, but there are two out there. I'll make you lunch tomorrow if you can pick both of them out." Smirking... it is hard to pick them out of the crowd.
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"Of course." He bows smoothly, and then slips out of the room, joining Muraki.
"... I admit that he is one of your more unusual guests," is all he says, quietly.
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