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 Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 11:51 am
The Club
Shou glanced back away from Michi to Narcissus, "Well, since I'm doing a smaller set now, I suppose that there won't need to be too many changes. I'm thinking more traditional Japanese, I planned on wearing a oni styled kimono sort of look at the beginning then a short jam session to remove the outer layer for a more modern Asian look. But once my designer is here, I'll see what costumes are brought in. I could change my mind. However, for the band, since we have to hide Yammi's rig the samurai sort of costume might work. Loose fitting at least at the chest so we can high the rig."
He paused for a moment and then chuckled, "Jaz had Ohayou bring down parts to your old set for that song....Returner. He thought that it would work well to decorate the outer stage and parts of the back as a castle or temple. And they are stringing the lights now to cast a more modern air for when we go to more modern future Japan style. So...since I don't know you set beyond the music you came up with in Hawaii. Does any of that fit you for tonight?"
Izzy then piped up. "I planned on performing...mm...Returner...here. Considering Shou's idea for the set. I have no idea what we're doing tomorrow though, Akihiko. Shou's stage ideas are much more fantastical than your original concept to be simply yourself."
Meanwhile Hiroki responded, I am at the temple and was planning on coming to the club unless something else needed to be done. I was actually buying prayer beads and charms for the band everyone there today. Figured since no one else could do prayers today at the shrine I'd put some plaques on the tree for wishes. Also, I purchased some plaques for them to write wishes on that I can return here later.
Hiroki did have some traditional values that he didn't share to often. He did believe in the ancestors guiding him forward. He believed his sister watched over him as well as Aki. Maybe that was a foolish notions considering Aki's last days. But he hoped the man had found peace on the other side. It was cold out and he had a few full bags but he waited for Takagi-kun's response before he moved on.
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 12:04 pm
"Oh my original concept hasn't changed." Akihiko replied, waving a hand at the notion before returning it to Izzy's waist. "I'm not wearing a costume or anything flashy, nor was I expecting to do anything spectacular with the set. I think keeping the Returner set though would be a good backdrop. A slight merge of traditional and modern. But I want the band to be comfortable too and so Nikki SHOULD be bringing street clothes for them. It'd be ridiculous to dress me up after getting out of the hospital. I want my fans to see me, not Narcissus, remember? Besides..." the musician smirked slightly. "Shou-san pulls fans into his fantasy. I prefer to tell a simple story instead."
Meanwhile, Yuuji returned the text.
No, I just wanted to make sure you were coming. Don't pay attention to what the media says right now if you can, Hiroki-san. I'll explain everything once you're here. I'm sure the others would be more than thrilled that you've thought of them spiritually.
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 12:41 pm
The Club
"Yes...well I understand that but we have to get Yammi from costume A into street clothes and somehow hide that rig. Is that possible in street clothes??" Izzy asked as Shou turned towards the conversation so they could hammer this out.
"Well, we could put Yammi in street clothes but leave him in the outer robe of the samurai costume to cover his rig?" Shou suggested while trying to figure how to transition from his fantasy vision to a very simple stage look. "If we can get the fog going really high on the stage then we should be able to make the transition. We're going to need music in between. So, Ko might be able to continue to play behind the curtain because no one will see him anyway. He could play whatever he wanted to keep the crowd interested while I slip out and the band removes the outer costume for whatever street clothes are underneath. Provided everything works together....What do you think?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 1:07 pm
Akihiko shook his head, "Stage lights will be out while the "apology" video plays, which should give time to change clothes easily. I think though for ease of access for Yammi, having him wear the street clothes beneath the samurai costumes would probably be easiest. I'll make sure the clothes are baggy and dark so the rigging won't show through."
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 1:24 pm
"I swear if you let him in..."
Takatori shook his head, "He's here on Matsumoto-san's orders, Azriel-san. He's already been allowed entrance through the gate. Leaving him on the steps..."
"Will piss him off but he's already pissed off!" Katsumi shouted, standing, quite literally, between his two bodyguards and his own front door.
"Sir, you chose us, but Ishihara-san coordinates the bodyguard units for SMASH. He, and your boss, pay our salaries. We're loyal to them... but we're loyal to you as well. Perhaps if we stayed beside you."
Dark eyes narrowed, "I pissed him off! What part of that do the two of you not understand?!"
There was a knocking on the front door, since apparently ringing the bell was doing nothing. "Azriel-san, I know you're home!" came You's voice from outside.
"If either of you let him in... you're fired." Katsu warned.
Takatori and Nishikawa glanced to each other then nodded. There was an odd sound... a movement from Nishikawa's pocket that Azriel didn't catch, and the lock on the front door clicked.
Without wasting a breath, Ishihara opened the door and stepped inside. The sight of a wary Katsu causing him to smirk slightly. "Glad you finally let me in, it's cold outside, Azriel-san."
"I've got places to go tonight, Ishihara-san. You're interrupting me getting read." the vocalist replied, turning and heading toward the kitchen.
Nodding to both bodyguards, You followed, setting a bag down on the table. "Is Hiroki-san here?"
Azriel stopped, "No. He's at the temples. Praying. Kaito-kun is though, just down the hall getting a shower. Long night."
"Hangover then." Ishihara replied, carefully pulling leather gloves over his hands. "I drank quite a bit last night too... planned to go shopping today. But someone... disrupted my plans by trying to jiggle the web a bit too much. Wonder who that was."
Turning, Katsu leaned his hips back against the counter. "No idea."
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 1:35 pm
Kaito was just out of the shower when he heard things going on down stairs. He threw on a robe and walked downstairs with a growling tummy. Maybe Hiroki-san was home?
"Hey." Kaito said with a low voice as he covered his eyes a little from the light in the kitchen. "Hiro..Oh...not Hiroki-san.....but ah...Ishihara-san. I didn't get to talk to you at the party last night."
He stumbled a little as he went over to the frig very oblivious of what was going on. "I'm starving....Ugh...and I have a headache to beat the band. God. I have to go to work tomorrow at the studio too. Is there something to eat??"
"Thanks Nishikawa-san for picking me up. I can't believe I slept under the bar at Smash." The young man was at least innocent of all crimes having happened this morning.
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 1:44 pm
Ishihara glanced to both Takatori and Nishikawa, waving a hand at them. The two looked to Azriel, who nodded, then they made themselves scarce... not even saying a word to Kaito.
"I would suggest taking your food upstairs, Kaito-kun." Azriel spoke, his dark gaze never leaving Ishihara.
It was easy to tell that something was wrong... especially by how Katsu was standing stock still, every muscle tensed. And if his next words didn't explain it...
"I'm not going to get out of this, am I?" he asked seriously.
You shook his head, "I have permission. You made the mistake, Azriel-san. Not I. After all... I had things well under control. No one can stop Shou-san when he puts his mind to something. What good did you think telling Matsumoto-san would do?"
The bat shrugged, "I don't know... maybe get you in trouble?"
"Except it backfired now... didn't it?" Ishihara asked, picking up his bag. "Now, I'd prefer not to do this in the kitchen. Downstairs in the basement perhaps?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 1:57 pm
Kaito turned with a stick of riceballs hanging out of his mouth and a pot that had fresh Zoni in it. "Mrph?" His eyes flicked between Katsu and Ishihara. He swallowed a rice ball and then almost choked on it putting the Zoni pot on the counter quickly and taking the rice ball stick out of his mouth.
Coughing like crazy, he moved to the sink and turned it on to get some water then bumped his head on the faucet. "Oww!!!" He really was a mess while he was getting the scary idea of what was going on. He wasn't in much shape to stop it. Even if he were in better shape, he wasn't on any skill level close to Ishihara You.
"Awh....crap....what did you do Katsu? Please don't treat him too harshly, Ishihara-san, he doesn't mess up all the time." Kaito pleaded while he turned off the faucet and looked back at the two of them.
He pulled a plate down and poured Zoni into it because both men seemed to want him to get his food and go. But it might give Katsu a little time to think of solutions to this. God! He didn't know what to do. And his head was not really hurting. There was no one he could call...it wasn't like he had a number to anyone that could stop what was about to happen...except for maybe the driver's number that led to #2. However, if he called that and got caught. Life could become much fouler for him.
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 2:09 pm
"He called Matsumoto-san and woke him up on his day off for starters." Ishihara spoke for Katsumi, walking forward until he was standing directly in front of Kaito. "Though it oh-so-important to 'snitch' on the fact that Shou-san is doing something that will anger the spider... and that I knew, via the bodyguards I have assigned to him, what was happening. Now..." You tapped his chin with one finger. "I get the feeling he did that just to push Matsumoto-san's buttons BUT... to also try and get me in trouble with our boss. Would you stand for it, Kaito-san? Would you walk away without teaching him some manners first?"
"Enough."
Katsu placed his hand on Ishihara's shoulder, and though You didn't turn around and backhand him, he did stop.
"Kaito-kun didn't do anything. Back off."
You's eyes narrowed slightly, though only Kaito would be able to see it. He turned then, folding his arms over his chest as he stared at the bat. "I'm here to punish you, Azriel-san. Though I know you have tickets to tonight's show... after all I'm sure you'd like to see what it is you just snitched on in the first place. You will feel pain, Azriel-san. And for once, you will not enjoy it."
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 2:21 pm
Kaito paled like white cheese. He was kind of pale anyway from being drunk and now with a bad hangover. As Ishihara You tapped his chin, his eyes kind of bulged with the intense fear he felt. Being this close to the angry assassin who now was directing his anger his way. "I...I...wouldn't....resort to.....violence..." he squeaked as his stomach started to churn.
Of course, this was very bad timing for Kaito as those eyes narrowed, because as soon as You turned his back, suddenly Kaito stomach gave up everything he had drunk earlier plus one rice ball.
He rushed to turn towards the sink as vomit exploded from his mouth. The smell was nauseating. Too much booze.... Kaito groaned as he hung his head over the sink while his body shivered in fear.
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 2:29 pm
"Now look what you've done, Ishihara-san." Azriel spoke, though he didn't move.
Of course, neither did the shark.
"If you had just kept your nose out of affairs that had nothing to do with you, your sink would still be spotless." You replied, reaching over and removing the vocalist's hand from his shoulder. "Now. Do I have to drag you downstairs or will you go like a good boy?"
Katsu smirked, "Make me. I don't think..."
But before he could say anything else, Ishihara had clocked him in the face then grabbed one of the bat's arms, twisting it hard behind his back.
Azriel hissed, shaking his head and tasting blood on his lips. He didn't struggle however as You jerked him forward, taking a few steps before picking up the bag on the table and proceeding to lead the young man down the hall.
"You saved me a** once, Azriel-san. For that, I won't touch your boy-toy." Ishihara spoke, referring to Kaito.
Katsumi jerked in the man's grasp. "He's my friend, b*****d."
"Friend? Someone like you can make a friend? Remarkable..." You spoke sarcastically, tossing Azriel down the basement steps.
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 4:59 pm
The Club Magic and Madness The stage was set and slowly the night was falling. Hiroki had arrived and was speaking to a backstage hand while Nikki was scurrying about madly trying to finish hair and makeup.
Shou's designer, a dark shrouded figure had arrived in the usual robes that covered the designer completely. While Nikki desperately wanted to talk to the person, it seemed that there was no time. However, the array of costumes that the designer brought was stunning. When Nikki saw the costumes, he felt rather awkward because he was dressing the band in swank street clothes rather than something more exciting. He bit his lip and moved closer to the goods to touch the fabrics. Perfect.
"Ah...Narcissus! Why oh why did you have to want a normal look this time!?" Nikki moaned as he watched Shou's designer pull out various parts of simpler samurai wears for the rest of the band. Nikki knew that the designer couldn't have whipped those up over night so did he have them in stock somewhere?? Either way, Nikki couldn't help but pick one up and look. It was still a gorgeous piece. "You boys better take care of these and for all the gods above don't drop cigarette ashes on one of these Yammi!"
Yammi complained as Nikki started fitting him into the clothes. At least that was something he could do with these sorts of costumes.
However, the piece that caught Nikki's eyes was Shou's costume. When Shou said Oni, the kimono brought forth was a brilliantly and shocking white and black trimmed in blood red covered with bold scenes of a fall from graces. Where did this designer get such materials!!?? It was designed for a man rather than a woman with a hint of styling that hearkened to Kabuki theater. He'd be able to move in this costume upon stage. It was elegant and boldly detailed because it was made to stand out at long distance. It was probably made for a future arena tour rather than the smaller club, however, it would be difficult to focus on anything else. Shou's mask was a white half mask with spiraling horns that were trimmed with gold rings and dangling red beads.
Nikki about choked as his hands felt the materials. Shou was already starting to dress in the second modern Japan styled costume he planned to wear under all this. "Do you like it?" Shou asked Nikki as his designer started preparing the obi for his gear.
"I....I...do...." Nikki spurted out as his eyes devoured the designs.
Izzy laughed, "Nikki you should get more focused or we're going to be late." He was also getting dressed and looking over the costume Nikki had put together for him.
"Yes, yes I know but I haven't been able to get a word in edgewise with Shou's designer today." Nikki pouted as he walked back over to Yammi and continued his job.
"Yeah Nikki...get over here. I can't play half dressed." grumbled Yammi as Nikki got to work.
Izzy shook his head because it seemed like Shou's designer was very focused on the job and wasn't speaking much to anyone. It was easy to appreciate that kind of dedication since Shou's costuming obviousl was a lot more of an effort than anything he had ever seen. He knew that Shou usually had a lot more helpers to ready his hair and dress him in his gear.
Hiroki walked back into the dressing room seeing all the costumes and colors. "Wow...it looks like a theater in here."
Shou laughed, "You should see my arena tours. The costumes I wear on stage aren't even half of what I have in the back beyond all the dancers and the band."
Michi was the first one all dressed and completely made up by Nikki. He was glad he got to wear more modern clothes because that fit his style. He really wanted to feel relaxed and normal. But watching everyone else, he could see what made Narcissus and Shou the top of the line stars. There was just a certain air about them. They knew what needed to be done, and how they would accomplish it.
Meanwhile Ko was actually passed out on the cot getting a good nap in before tonight's show. After the boy said he was a little sleepy, Shou had turned his attention to the boy about 2 hours before and tucked him in to the cot in a curtained off area in the dressing room. It was warm and safe and while not too quiet at least he'd get some shut eye before the show.
Laid out to the side, Shou's designer had a small costume all ready for Ko as soon as he woke up . It was a small long sleeved coat that looked like it was made out of a panel that never made it into Shou's costume. The costume included a pair of of black loose pants that tied with red at ankles. Small sturdy buttons ran up the torso of the coat. It seemed more Chinese in style but obviously consideration had been taken in since Ko was a small boy and might fuss. This costume was suppose to be easy to get in and had no confusing parts.
When it came to Shou's makeup, he moved into a more private area. Even with people he knew, the star didn't take off his mask in front of them. And within that privacy, he spoke quietly to his designer about a few ideas that were within his thought about tonight's show before his designer slipped out to gather a few more costume piece to bring within that private space as soon as Shou called out.
Izzy sat in a chair as Nikki moved from Yammi to him to tidy up all those braided lock. "I pray tonight goes well...." he said quietly and then winced when Nikki pulled a few of the braids sewn in a bit tighter.
"Izzy! When you're done with your hair can you come here?" called out Shou from the private room. "I've got something to ask you."
"Sure....Just a moment. Nikki's almost done...right?" Izzy tried to glance up as Nikki pushed his head back down..."Oof...ok..just a few minutes, Shou. Narcissus....How's your make up and everything coming?? I know you've got it easy tonight at least with costuming."
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 10:36 am
yum_strawberrypie yum_cupcake HAPPY BUNNY DAY!!! yum_donut yum_wasabipie
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 12:09 pm
A slight smile crossed Akihiko's lips as his blue eyes glanced Nikki's way. "Because I'm not trying to weave a fantasy. It's me. Just me. Next time though, Nikki-san... I'll let you make me positively gorgeous, ne?" he asked with a teasing wink.
The musician was sitting comfortably in a make-up chair, one leg crossed over the other. He was already in costume and make-up, his hair being touched up by one of Nikki's assistants as he reclined. Unlike Izzy and Michi, he wasn't nervous in the least.
No... the young tiger was focused.
Centered.
Peaceful.
In fact, Narcissus knew his manager had never seen him like this backstage before. Izzy had been part of the audience for his last performance after all. There was an almost eerie calm to the young Koyasu that he rarely exhibited in his day to day life. Almost as if he was drinking in the chaos of the pre-gig moments.
Blue eyes flickered to his partner. "I'm almost finished. Just a few touch-ups. Do I still look like s**t, Yammi-kun?" he teased glancing at the guitarist before focusing once more on Izzy. "Stop focusing on me and focus on yourself, Ruki. It'll help you be less nervous if you can center your mind."
Azriel groaned, collapsing against the first floor hallway wall as soon as he ascended the last step from the basement. Ishihara was right behind him, carrying his bag and straightening his glasses.
"Now that you've been taught a bit of manners... I have other things to attend to today, Azriel-san." the man was speaking, continuing down the hall.
He didn't even glance back, though You doubted Katsu would move. At least not yet. The bat had been put through the ringer, that much was obvious from the slight twitches in the young man's muscles.
As Ishihara passed where he knew Kaito's room to be, the shark called out. "I would see to your boss. He may need some help dressing for tonight." You spoke, continuing onward and then leaving the premises altogether.
Ishihara had dinner to attend after all.
Meanwhile, Azriel just didn't move.
He leaned against the wall with his right side, collapsed onto his knees on the floor. His fingers were twitching in pain, body shivering and chilled. The poor bat was half frozen and beyond sore.
Pissing off the shark had been a bad idea...
Ticking off the spider though... seemed to have been even worse...
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 12:50 pm
The Club Magic and Madness
Izzy was very surprised by the ZEN that Akihiko was giving off. Seriously? This was very different from the day to day Akihiko. So yes, Izzy hadn't been back stage at the charity event when he should have been! But still, he hadn't expected this sort of serenity before a show. "I am focusing on me! And you...and all this other stuff going on around me. I can't believe you're so calm."
However, Yammi seemed to not be at all concerned so this had to have happened before. "Yeah you still look like s**t. But prettier s**t." The guitarist was still grumpy and sucking down protein drinks. Michi had put numbing cream on the guitarist mid section to reduce the pain but there wasn't much they'd be able to do about the internal pain until Yammi could take his meds. "And Izzy, he gets like this before he goes on stage. Geesh...doesn't seem to happen anywhere else though."
Although, even though Yammi was still very angry at Narcissus, he was a pro and as he was dressed, his fingers were going through Shou's set. Yammi had learned those new songs frigging fast and it was a lot to ask of the band to be on target with this music. But he was determined to make Shou sound as good as the serene star sitting not to far away. He hated feeling let down. He serious had a problem with the whole dang situation. But...at least Narcissus showed up. However, Yammi had an internal fear that the man would fall over on stage.
With that in mind, Yammi glanced towards the dressing room where Shou had gone for privacy. Mr Chaos again had come to their rescue and pulled things together even if it was a maddening pace. Yammi couldn't help but respect the mercurial star who seemed to have a good heart despite working for Smash. Yammi hated the debt that seemed to be rising up each time Shou rescued them. Another bit of piss to the pot.
Izzy pulled out the chair as Nikki let go of him. "So I look alright?"
"Yeah...you look great, Izzy. I like this look better than that stuffy Ohayou management look you used to wear." mentioned Yammi as Izzy was walking towards Shou's room.
"Hey...well it was part of the job and easy to do....This look takes...time." Izzy replied as he knocked on the door. "Shou, I'm coming in." Then he slipped inside. Everyone knew that the little manager had seen this star without makeup on that wide open ocean so no one was surprised when he was let in.
Nikki then walked over to Narcissus, "Promise? Something fancy that shows off all your best....a**...sets...." he winked as he flirted in his own way. Then even before he could comment any more, Izzy poked his head out of Shou's room and called Nikki over to whisper something into Nikki's ear.
Nikki's eyes widened and he coughed. "Me? Really!? Well I'd love to! But wait what do I...." Izzy stopped him there as the fashion designer came back over and slipped past him into the room. Then Nikki was pulled into the room as well and the door was closed.
Meanwhile, Michi walked over to Narcissus and sat down in a chair nearby. "Ok...so I think I'm ready. Still a little nervous but I think dancing in front of a group of girls will be far easier than dancing in front of you...." He smiled a little as his internal thoughts had to agree. This sexy man in front of him was probably much harder to please than the fans.
KAITO
Kaito slowly poked his head out of the door and very carefully looked down the hall as Ishihara walked away. Now that man was a true bakemono. Kaito felt like hell but he wasn't about to leave Katsu alone because he could only guess what that man had done.
Soon, he padded down the hall and found where Katsu was. "Oh...man....I'm so sorry...." He raced over and grabbed a dry blanket from the closet and wrapped it around Katsu. "What can I do to help??? Do you want me to turn on a hot bath...to ease the sore muscles? What can I do? Do you want me to call Hiroki-san??"
Kaito knew whatever Ishihara had done was really bad but he didn't see a lot of blood so he couldn't tell where to start first."
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