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Laughing softly, Akihiko lifted a spare wine glass and poured the red liquid carefully. He handed it to Asato, watching the man with a semi-predatory gaze.
"Have you ever known me to joke much, Hiroki-kun?" the musician asked. "You promised to do ONE thing for me... and what I want, is you. One night, no questions asked."
'After all, what a high it would be to know I slept with the chairman's private secretary?' Narcissus thought to himself.
Everything was about conquests to him... about wining and losing... and this time, he had certainly won.
"How is it absurd, Hiroki-kun?" the man asked coyly. "You're gorgeous in those glasses... and I desire gorgeous men. What more do I need to say?"
Smirking darkly, Akihiko uncrossed his leg and stood up. He took a few steps toward Asato before leaning forward and coming within an inch of the other man's face. "Or... perhaps I need to show what I want instead, hmm?" he teased, lips tantalizingly close to Hiroki's own.

"I'm glad you're seeing things my way..." Akihiko whispered before claiming Hiroki's lips with his own.
At first, the kiss was soft, yet daring. But after a few moments, Narcissus pushed the secretary back against the sofa, deepening their kiss.
"One night..." Akihiko spoke, breaking the kiss. "I promise you, Hiroki-kun.... you won't regret making the wager."

K a i - H i g u r i


Kai chuckled at Izzy's comment about his expensive tastes. It was true that he liked things expensive, though only food wise. Occasionally, he would have expensive decor taste too, if he was entertaining someone, but his apartment was surprisingly normal for an eminent musician with his tastes in food.
The finger wag made Izzy quite... well, adorable to Kai, but he wouldn't say that. That would be a horrible way to continue their recently patched relationship—if it was even completely patched at all.

"Yes, mother. You can pay for my meals." Kai chuckled, the tease coming out naturally, though he still found himself hesitating afterward to see if it had been a good idea or not.

Izzy walked over to the door and held it open for Kai with a small smile on his lips.
"After you."

Kai sized up Izzy's smile and suddenly gentlemanly antics with amusement. Kai couldn't help but think that he was perhaps being mocked a little for his gentlemanly ways.
The night was going so well, and their relationship was much better than Kai would have ever hoped. The teasing was already a risk, and now mocking? Kai couldn't say that he didn't welcome it. It was much better than anything that he would have thought from before the dinner. Perhaps they would end up getting along quite well. And Kai had learned his lesson about hormones. Never again was that going to happen. Ever.

Kai stopped before getting in the door, glad that there was no one behind them, so that he wouldn't feel rushed to walk through.
Here we go...
"Ladies first," he replied without hesitating, gesturing to the area within the door, smiling ever so sweetly at Izzy. It was another tease, and yet again, another risk, but perhaps their relationship had mended enough that things wouldn't go awry right now.

Hiroki tried not to be tempted by those lips. He wanted to remain unmoved by the kiss...those soft lips pressing against his own such as it was hadn't been what he had in mind when it came to pay backs. But the mouth in little ways was almost inviting. However, who those lips they were attached to certainly was not.. And so he tried to keep his cool..while Koyasu-kun was definitely in the mood...even as Hiroki sank on to the couch; He wasn't... and right now he was really finding it hard not to think of Koyasu-kun as anything more than a spoiled brat hell bent on a victory feast at his expense.


Pulling his lips back from the kiss, Akihiko fixed ice blue eyes on the secretary. "Oh come now, Hiroki-kun... don't tell me that did absolutely nothing."
In fact, Narcissus pulled back completely to where he was now just straddling Asato's lap, a knee on each side of the man. His lithe hands remained pressed against the other man's shoulders, but he didn't try to kiss him again.
At least not yet...
"Not even a little blush for me? Or... perhaps... you've been in this precarious position before and have just neglected to inform me about it, hmm?" the musician asked with a raised eyebrow and an oh-so-dark smirk.


Hiroki's brown eyes rose up to meet the blue ones with a cool gaze that easily depicted the control the man had. No wonder he had been picked for the position he maintained with pride. He wasn't one to be turned on so easily....not so easy to manipulate into 'feeling it'. "As much as I do your, grandfather's bidding did you expect me to be turned on by a kiss." He chuckled just a little, "Why should I blush, Koyasu-kun? Are you going to show me something I've not seen before?"


For a split second, Akihiko looked like he might... like he JUST might get mad. His left eye very nearly twitched...
But then the young man's smirk darkened. "Would you like to see what I'm really capable of making you feel, Hiroki-kun?" the Narcissus asked, reaching one lithe hand up to gently cup the side of Asato's face. "Because I can make you beg me for the simplest of touches before this night is even over..."
Turning, Koyasu stood and moved back to the wine glasses. He took his own, pouring more of the lush red liquid into the crystal, before taking Hiroki's and re-filling it.
"But I think first..." looking back to the secretary, Akihiko handed him the glass. "A toast should be made... because I have a feeling that you're going to be my biggest challenge yet... and that's saying a lot." Akihiko laughed darkly before drinking down his own wine.


"Beg? That I doubt. Especially, from you." he said as he pulled his face away from the hand. His eyes never left Koyasu-kun, as the man got up and poured the wine. He reseated himself in a less vulnerable position not really sure what he was going to do with Koyasu-kun but obviously he hit a nerve. Which tonight was ok with Hiroki because what he did here...wouldn't affect his work, the company, or the Chairman. However, even as he took the glass, he doubted he would drink much.. if only a sip. He didn't wish to be...loosened up by liquor. "Alright, a small toast, you might have requested one night with me Koyasu-kun...but you never were specific. And I am sure I will be...." He took a sip of the wine. A very small sip after the toast.


Laughing once more, Akihiko poured himself another glass. "If that's all you can drink, then your alcohol tolerance must be shot to hell." the young man spoke, drinking half the glass this time. He stood there, swirling the liquid within the clear crystal, blue eyes focused on its swirl and not on Hiroki.
For now...
"Tell me, Hiroki-kun... why do I have the feeling that you don't want me to inherit the company?" Akihiko asked, obviously serious because his gaze changed so drastically that most people might have bolted.
He went from charming and seductive... to cold and brutal in the blink of an eye.
The gaze of a killer... some might say...
"Am I that inadequate?"


Hiroki smiled as Aki shot an insult at him, "No, it's not all I can drink but I like to feel the experience, if I'm going to have one. You should have expected that I wouldn't go down as an easy conquest. You didn't ask for that."
Then he had to reflect a moment on that question well aware of the mood change. Oh he was quite prepared for the change because Koyasu-kun could spin the wheel of emotion on a dime, "Inadequate, no....You're not inadequate but you've a lot to learn. One day someone will come along and trip up that ego of yours, when that happens it will rock your world hard. You can't win every time, Koyasu-kun. " He was honest at least.
He then did take another small sip of the wine...it wasn't as if he'd ever finish this glass. Not with Koyasu-kun's shift in emotions. Always on guard, Hiroki knew that the monster within was coiling.


A soft scoffing sound escaped Akihiko, "Trip my ego up, you say?" the young man shrugged, regarding the wine in his glass once more. "And when I do ascend to my grandfather's position... will you be there, Hiroki-kun?" those icy blue eyes focused on the man intently once more. "Or will you cut your losses and run like a coward?"


He tilted his head and looked at Aki carefully, "Would you even want me there, Koyasu-kun? After all these years that you've had to put up with me? You've never really been fond of me so why would you even worry about whether I would stay or go?" Sure, he had thought about cutting his loss many time in regards to the matter. He'd be stupid not to. Koyasu-kun didn't have the sensitivity to know when caring, being generous, gentle...and warm were needed. He was brutal, ruthless and didn't give a damn about others feelings. Hiroki doubted the company would thrive without some of those aspects.


"Why wouldn't I want you there?" Akihiko asked seriously. "You're loyal and a hard worker. I"m not an idiot, Hiroki. I see things for what they are. You may think me a simple-minded spoiled rich brat who just wants a good screw every now and then... albeit a brat with a genius for music, but a brat just the same.... but I'm far more than that, my dear secretary."
Smirking, Narcissus put his wine glass down, after draining it once more.
"Drink your damn wine so I can make good on my promise to have you begging. I'd rather not get wine stains in the carpet, you know."


"You see things for what they are... but you've not learned that being friendly, kind and generous has its merits in developing good rapport with those under you. You've only learned one side of what's needed to be run a company like Ohayou." said Hiroki without a second thought. "Most people might agree with your 'description'. If you want people to think better of you then maybe you should consider showing that side."
"I'm really not that thirst, Koyasu-kun...but I'll drink a little more just for you." he said as he sipped down to a half of the glass. "But since when were you ever concerned about the messes you leave behind." He sat the glass on the coffee table leaving it half full.


Sighing, Akihiko shrugged his shoulders in semi-defeat. "You're so damn hard to influence, Hiroki. Then again," he put one finger to his lips, tapping them thoughtfully. "I suppose that's what I value about you. Stubborn to the core..." the Narcissus smiled. "I really do like that quality in a lay... and in a subordinate."
Walking past Hiroki, Koyasu seemed to be fiddling with the room's lighting, making it a tad bit darker to better deepen the mood.
"I do hope you realize that in about ten minutes, your body is going to start feeling damn sluggish. I didn't start this encounter unprepared for your arrival, after all. I plan ahead." smirking, Koyasu made sure to lock the suit's door before slipping the key down the back of his pants for safe keeping. "I'll show you what happens when someone crosses me. Be they friend of foe. And perhaps I'll be able to prove two things to you tonight, Hiroki." walking closer, Akihiko stopped just behind the couch. "The first is that I will utterly destroy my opponents, be they companies or mere rivals. And the second..." reaching out one lithe hand once more, he took Asato's chin in his fingers and tilted the man's head back and up so that he could look down into the secretary's eyes. "Is that no matter what is thrown at me... I always get what I want... and..." voice dropping to a deeply delicious tone, Narcissus hovered his lips just over those of Hiroki. "That I always make good on my promises..." he whispered before claiming the man's lips in his own gently yet passionately.


Hiroki blinked just a bit behind the mask of his calm. Drugged? Koyasu-kun drugged him? Oh good god. So this was how Aki went about winning. He might have considered the words said to him a bit more but he knew he might be running out of time. It was the only reason why those lips were able to claim his so easily at the moment. The words had to get through...he had to react fast. Show this child that sometimes even in victory...one could lose.
And so Hiroki laughed upon that passionate kiss, suddenly grabbing Koyasu-kun by the back of the head and pulling him in a quick move over the couch and on to the floor. He knew this would surprise the boy. Shoving the young man hard into the plush surface...Coffee table knocked away by his back foot as he fiercely took Koyasu-kun's lips. Pressing hard to part them...darting in to steal his own taste. "Then I'd better take advantage of this while I can." his words muttered as he overpowered Aki... He'd show this boy shocking.... A tiger, powerful and relentless... Aki would pay for each minute till 10.... He ripped through the boy's shirt like it was paper with one hand while the other held Aki down. Yes, this wouldn't affect..his job, the company....or the Chairman...


This... was unexpected...
Or was it.
Smirking, Akihiko didn't struggle as he was pinned down to the carpet by the other man. A man who actually was broader in the shoulders and had a bit more muscle mass then he himself. Not to mention taller.
'Note to self, pissing off Hiroki could be bad.' the musician thought to himself before his lips were almost violently invaded.
Akihiko's well toned chest was easily exposed by the tearing motion, and pinned beneath Hiroki, Narcissus could do very little to improve his situation.
But how bad could 10 minutes be?







But as the fog of a night well spent cleared, the young Koyasu began to laugh. It was a near hysterical sound and he looked back over his shoulder at Hiroki with a coy smirk.
"How are you feeling... now that your time has run out?"


Hiroki collapsed across Aki's back feelingly light headed and rather well...exhausted. But...that felt rather....normal? He didn't even begin to consider what Aki said until well after he had pulled away from the young man. Quickly, he stumbled backwards just enough to put distance between him, while his senses started to come back online. The laughter was enough to let Hiroki know he'd been tricked. Let himself get psychologically pulled in and that in itself was disturbing on so many levels. He didn't answer Aki but instead re-focused his eyes upon the bathroom and went there slamming and locking the door behind him.


When Akihiko had finished laughing, the young man stood, pulling his long hair back over one shoulder and out of his eyes.
"You really are so naive, Hiroki..." the musician spoke, walking over to the coffee table and pulling a cigarette out of the package. He placed it between his lips, lit the tip, and took a long drag. "I always get what I want... and this time, I didn't even have to try very hard." he shrugged to himself. "Though I suppose I could have just laid there and taken it... but I don't particularly like playing the uke so I figured to try and spice it up just a little."
Narcissus smirked, so very cocky and confident now that the act was over. After all Hiroki had slept with him, consensually in the strictest sense of the word, and he had been able to show just how manipulative he could be.
"So do tell me, Hiroki... why would I have needed to show sympathy or compassion? You gave me what I wanted and I didn't even have to take it... So... I'd like to know what point you were trying so desperately to make by throwing me to the floor and ravaging me." the man laughed, once more a note of insanity creeping into the deep sound.
"I would have preferred you verbally begging... but the idea that you weren't about to stop for anything... well... that works as begging for my tastes."
Of course, Akihiko was rather curious as to what Hiroki was doing in the bathroom.
"And please, if you're thinking of killing yourself out of some 'I've failed at life' mentality... spare me, Asato. Bloodstains really are a b***h to get out of the carpet..." he smirked darkly, finding humor in his words. "Moreso than wine even..."


Hiroki washed his face in the bathroom. He'd been tricked again and well that didn't set well with him. The creature outside had disgusted him in ever sense of the word and well as he looked at himself in the mirror, he hadn't done a good job for his own state of being. Oh he fulfilled his own part of the damned bargain. Aki had won.. and Hiroki was tired...Actually he felt rather sorry now more for Izzy Lucky than for himself. He should have never made this bet.
Soon he had even straightened up his clothes. Never once answering Koyasu-kun any of those questions. He took a deep breath and thought about the Chairman. Thought about work...the work he...loved? He became his secretary self now. and soon he stepped out of the bathroom walking back into the living area. He wouldn't give Aki any more pleasure tonight. "You've your information on your new manager, you've had your fun. Good night Koyasu-kun. I've better things to do with my night."


Smirking, Koyasu produced the keycard that would unlock the door. "You're not going anywhere until I say so, Asato." the young man spoke calmly... coldly even. "You're here for the night, and I certainly don't see the first rays of dawn any time soon."
Turning away, key in hand, Akihiko moved over to the curtain covered windows, before pulling them back to reveal Tokyo at night.
"Utsukushii.." Narcissus whispered, blue gaze locked on the cityscape.
"Tell me, Hiroki... and be honest... was I the first man you'd ever slept with? And before you ask why it matters... I'm simply curious is all."


Hiroki sighed realizing that indeed was a part of the damned wager, "I don't feel the need to answer that, Koyasu-kun." His eyes looked out toward the city as he formulated his resignation in the back of his mind. It was more upon his own failure see around this monster's game. How could he serve the Chairman well if he couldn't handle this. He couldn't. No, Koyasu-kun wouldn't affect his place in the company. He do it himself in the end. So he really in a way didn't care too much what he said to Koyasu-kun at this point in return. "In answer to your previous question, because people will not care for you...nor wish to work with you...nor support you when you need it most. "
He turned considered his options in this apartment. The only safe possibly quiet place would be the bathroom. He doubted he'd get any sleep.


"I didn't expect an answer in truth..." Akihiko replied, his voice sounding somewhat distant and distracted.
But then he asked something so out of left field, so completely absurd that any sane person would have laughed.
"As you are no doubt thinking about turning in a resignation letter to my grandfather, I have this one thing to ask of you before you make up your mind on the matter." turning, Narcissus focused his attention solely on Hiroki and nothing else. There was true honesty in his gaze, no guarded secrets or hidden agendas this time.
"If I showed... some form of compassion or sympathy to my allies at the very least... would you remain as secretary to the chairman... even when that chairman is myself?"


His own fingers sought out his brow squeezing just at the forehead because the idea of leaving the Chairman pained his heart deeply but seemed so necessary now. He wished in the core of his being he never had taken up this wager. Just to end up his life being ripped asunder from a heartless man who couldn't care for anything more but himself. Listening to those words were really hard to digest at this point. Hiroki felt a different tremor inside now -one of loss....tinged with a vacant empty feeling. He looked up seeing those eyes, and even though it was an 'honest gaze' Hiroki knew that Narcissus was a consummate actor. "If it were real....If I could believe it....maybe.. But...right now, I don't believe you could or would. Just wanting to lure me to make another foolish mistake." he tried to keep his emotions so masked but it was terribly hard especially with the next lines, " I love your Grandfather...his work...his goals...his vision for his company with all my heart and being. He's earned that respect from me. I work hard for him not because he forces me but because its worth seeing that satisfied smile when a job's well done."
He grit his teeth and took a breath, "But you, you'd tear down...me...or anyone else you felt wasn't at your heel. It's a thrill to you...What sort of compassion could you even find? Did you even consider how I'd feel after your game? Yes, I'm considering resigning. I'm suppose to be able to see s**t like this and you've called me Naive twice...rightly so..at this point. I shouldn't be in my position if I can't see through someone like you. I can't protect your grandfather's interests..."


"And why can't you?" Narcissus asked seriously, his gaze never moving away from Hiroki's own eyes.
He was dead set on making some sort of point...
"I'm not an unfeeling monster, though you seem to think I am. Then again, I've never really given you reason to see me as anything but..." sighing, the musician shrugged. "You're a good man, Hiroki. A very good man." there was no maliciousness in his voice at all... just a sincere compliment.
Turning slightly, he focused his gaze on the cityscape once more.
"My grandfather would be devastated if you resigned. And I doubt he would be the only one..."
Yes, Akihiko would feel horrible if Asato left over their bargain. But it was something that the prodigy had been forced to do. There was simply no other way.
This was a test... nothing more.
And if Hiroki passed that test... well... then he had nothing more to fear from Narcissus...
If he failed...
The company would survive... but it would have lost it's most trusted man.
"You're so sentimental..." the young Koyasu spoke, smiling slightly, smiling honestly, in Hiroki's direction. "No, you didn't see through my plans, Hiroki. It simply means you need to keep on your toes. So that next time, you can be the one standing there giving me a lecture for something horrible that I've done... and I can be the one standing here listening to it."


"Why can't I? I've never seen any warm affection good feelings from you. Only mischief or malice....or moodiness. How am I to see anything else? I'm not a mind reader." Although he wished he had been one in the past day.
"Koyasu-kun, I want your grandfather to be confident that I can do my job. But I have to confident in myself to be able....to perform for him. You've pretty much walked in and stomped all over that. I don't want to hurt your grandfather. I know it will hurt him if I leave. But I have to be responsible if I cannot...." he paused... "...cannot see things like this coming then I've no right to stay. And I do try to keep on my toes but obviously I wasn't good enough this time."
He quieted really wanting to just accept this and go away. But a part of him wanted to just reach out and strangle the b*****d before him as well. "I've definitely learned a few things tonight...." His fingers clenched on one side...
Trying not to forget that he had many hours left before he could go.


Looking back to the city, Akihiko nodded. "Then you truly do mean to resign?" he asked, that one simple question the only thing that left his lips.


He took a deep breath...that question really struck him. Felt like a wedge into his heart that he wanted to claw out. "I...I" he couldn't say it. No matter how many ways, he couldn't say it...What else could he do then? The thought kept him rooted to the spot until his secretarial side took over. "I...I'll...talk to your grandfather.....and if he wants to remove me, then it is his choice. If so, I will go. If not, I will...seek psychological help...and classes to improve my....business skills."


A slight smile of amusement, though more at how hilarious the notion of needing psychological help sounded, graced Akihiko's expressionless features. He turned ever so slightly and tossed the keycard expertly at Hiroki, angling it so the man would have no problems catching it.
"Give my grandfather my regards when you meet with him, Asato-san." Narcissus spoke calmly, yet with a certain amount of
quietness. "I am sure he will conclude that you remain just where you are."
And then he focused once more on the cityscape, seeming to care not a bit if Hiroki left or stayed. Narcissus remained frozen, blue eyes fixed on the blinking lights beyond the window.


Hiroki caught the card and said nothing more. He walked away...left and sincerely wished he had never made that wager.
His feelings about Koyasu-kun were very mixed certainly he felt little if anything for the young man at this point. Although quite a bit wiser. Their world had changed, he had changed and felt a little more hollow inside.


As soon as Hiroki was gone, the mask that Koyasu Akihiko had learned to wear so long ago, fell.
The young man turned, falling into a plush leather chair and sinking down into the surface. He was comfortable, a cigarette between two lithe fingers, head tilted back to look up at the ceiling.
Comfort however, wasn't enough to stave off the sudden rush of emotions that came over the narcissistic man.
Two tear tracks etched their way from his eyes and down his temples. With an audible sigh, Narcissus pulled himself together and shook his head.
"Baka... I did that for your own good..." the musician spoke to the darkened hotel suite. "If you can't handle me... if you can't handle what I am... then you can't handle this company when it becomes mine. It's as simple as that, Asato Hiroki... simple as..." he reached over to the side table and grabbed the wine bottle, pouring himself a glass. "...that..." the prodigy whispered before raising the crystal in a toast to the cityscape of Tokyo.
"I want only the best by my side... when it's finally my turn to shine." Akihiko smirked darkly, before downing the glass.


(((OOC: Yeah, another joint post effort by myself and Kaikoloren! YAY!)))

Somewhere... there was a piano playing oh so softly...
The more Naoko focused on that sound, the more he came to realize how familiar it was...
So familiar that...
Amber eyes opened wearily and the young man found that the first thing he was looking at... was a television.
Only... he was on the television... and he was the one playing the piano...
'...and reports of the pianist's whereabouts are still pending. His family has filed a missing person's report with the local authorities yesterday. Until recently, Oumori Naoko, better known by his stage name of NAKO, had been performing with the band Hikari Ya Yami as the group's pianist.'
'That's right, Mariko-san. NAKO is a promising talent in the music world, as you could see from the video clip of one of his performances we showed earlier in the broadcast. Fans all over Japan are wondering, ~Just what happened to Oumori Naoko?~. Back to you Mariko-san.'
'In other news...'
Blinking in confusion, Naoko moved to stand.
Or rather tried to...
It took a few more moments for the young pianist to realize that he was in a rather precarious position. A moment more to realize that he couldn't speak either.
The knowledge that he was bound, hands behind his back with straps around his thighs and calves to prevent him from moving his legs, was a shock. Though perhaps not as much of one as the fact that he had a ball gag in his mouth.
And certainly not as much as the sudden realization... that he was naked.
Struggling was the first thing on the young man's mind, as was the nagging thought that this seemed so very familiar.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" came a voice from the doorway.
Amber eyes focused intently on the figure, head turned. Naoko tried to speak but only a muffled sound was able to escape him.
"Stop struggling, you know you like it." said the other man, a comment which actually brought a faint blush to the pianist's cheeks. "And just think... we've all the time in the world together. My dear... NAKO..."
Stepping into the dim room, flashes from the tv collided with bright sparks of lightning from the dark skies out the window and throwing the shadows into disarray, was none other than Hayato.
Hikari Ya Yami's lead member and vocalist...

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Gasping, Naoko sat bolt upright in the bed, lightning flashing around him. It startled the young man, and for just an instant, he felt as if he couldn't move.
The strong sound of wind and pelting rain assaulted his ears, and one quick glance over to the bedside table revealed why the room was nearly pitch black...

~12:01 AM~

At first, the pianist was confused. Not because it was raining or dark and not because he was laying in bed in a robe.
Heavens no.
It was because he was alone.

"Naoko...the only pain I will feel is when HE returns. And if that is love....and if that is what you want, I will look away this time. When he makes you beg, when he degrades you like a dog. I'll look away. It's the only thing I can do for you anymore."

"Sai..."
Emotions hit Naoko hard, nearly threatening to overwhelm the young man as they had the previous night.
Somehow though, the pianist managed to keep them at bay. Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, the blond stood and headed for the closet.
He needed something else to wear when...
"Empty?"
Naoko's amber eyes widened at the sight that he beheld.
EVERYTHING was gone, from the entire place!
There were no clothes, nothing in the closet except what Naoko had worn to the house... miraculously pressed and cleaned...
The piano in the corner was even gone! The only furniture was the bed, a small nightstand, and the clock and...
A note...
Curious, and rather confused about this entirely new turn in events, NAKO picked up the ripped sheet of paper and began to read.

- Naoko -

I shouldn't give this to you. But your desperation to follow this road leaves me stranded in your past. I cannot stop you from falling and this will only seal that fate. But I guess...all I can wish for is that you are able to live the lie...and be happy than face a bitter truth and flounder from bed to bed.

There is nothing more I can do for you....There is no more I can give. But, if time ever allows you to change, remember me from time to time.

Tokyo University Hospital
3-1 Hongo 7-Chome, Bunkyo-ku
Hayato - 314

- Sai -

Anger, bitter disappointment and the feeling of being betrayed...
Those played with the pianist's very soul for a few moments.
But then came the joy... the wishful and hoping feeling that this note held what he'd been so desperately looking for.
"Hayato..." the blond whispered.
Wasting no time... he hurriedly began to dress.
After all... Naoko had a hospital to get to.
Again...




(((OOC; Yes, that's actually the hospital's address.)))

K a i - H i g u r i


Kai chuckled and stepped in after Izzy, glad that his manager had such a sweet tooth. Kai liked sweets too, but definitely not as much as Izzy did. The singer was glad that he had made the right choice in where to go for dessert. It would end the night well.
Kai gleaned Izzy's likings and ordered for him, not caring about the price. He only got a dark chocolate raspberry truffle and a decadent but small tart for himself. Kai barely looked at the price when he paid, but he noticed that Izzy's eyes sort of popped at the sum. It just made Kai smile more. He was taking a liking to his manager quite a bit. There was a great possibility that they could work together quite well.

The rest of the night with Izzy passed by too quickly for Kai's taste. They talked about anything and everything, leaving the business until tomorrow's meeting. It was an unspoken agreement that this meeting was about repairing first impressions—for Kai—and getting to know each other—for both of them. Kai didn't learn much about Izzy's private life, but then again, Izzy didn't learn much about Kai's either. Though Kai did add Izzy's number into his private cell halfway through their dessert outing. He was really starting to take to Izzy, though not in a romantic manner. He just found Izzy quite likable, and he hoped that Izzy found him suitable also, despite their earlier encounter and his conduct at such.

When Kai had to leave at one in the morning—the desert store opened to three in the morning—he really was loath to leave. But Ryu waited, and Kai really hated being late, especially for someone who seemed so utterly miserable—even if it was odd that until that phone call, that person seemed to hate him with a desperate passion—but Kai pushed that aside.
Kai made sure that Izzy had a safe way of getting home first—not that he didn't trust Izzy's capabilities to do things himself; it was just a gentlemanly reaction—then he made his way to Ryu's...
Wait a second...
Kai stopped as he got to his car, deciding not to go for a snazzy limo, but just for a Porsche instead. Kai perhaps even liked those cars more.
The chauffeur awaited his instructions, but he realized that he had no instructions to give. How the hell was he supposed to know where Ryu lived?

Tentatively, Kai rang up the fellow battler for Naoko's affections—not that there really was a battle, since Kai wasn't serious—a little afraid that he would wake up Ryu. Kai wasn't sure what he'd say, since the fact that they were even meeting at all, and under such odd circumstances, was already awkward enough. But a promise was a promise, and Kai couldn't deny that he was at least a little curious as to Ryu's odd change in behavior of late.

((Time skip!))