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 Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 9:19 pm
"Iie, it's fine, ne? It's just.... I'm not quite used to being so open, ne?" Reiku raked a hand through is hair as he stepped further into the room. Michael was always telling him he could confide in him. Now seemed as good a time as any. He shrugged, feeling a bit awkward as he stood in the center of the room. He'd have to surprise Michael with some thing for his room, so it didn't seem so unlived in. There was no telling how long he'd be a student here, his room might as well be comfortable. especially if Rei was going to be spending as much time here as he suspected.
"The last guy I was involved with... you know, the reason I'm here... He didn't like that sort of thing. Being open and obvious with things, ne? Of course, he always said he wasn't gay... Couldn't stand the thought of it.. still we..." Rei cleared his throat suddenly, feeling as though he was being strangled for a moment there, and bowed his head to screen his eyes from view.
"i'm just not used to it," he repeated softly. "Sometimes I don't know how to react, ne..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 4:10 pm
Michael gave a sweet, loving smile, closing the door and walking up to his burgandy-haired sweet-heart. He placed a hand on his shoulder, stooping down, playfully but honestly trying to see the love-filled eyes underneath the red locks.
"Reiku-kun, if you want me to be more descrete, that's fine. If it's making you uncomfortable just say so, alright? It's not too much to ask. I know how you feel. I was afraid of being gay for a long time, and after I accepted it, I still wasn't open. It's taken me a long long time to get like this. If you're not there yet, that's cool. I don't want to throw you into a situation you don't want to be in. Do you want me to take our names of the roster? If you don't wanna' go through with the whole king and king thing, then just say so. It won't scar me that badly," he said with a smile and a wink.
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Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 8:12 pm
Reiku shoo his head from side to side, blushing as Michael stooped to look purposefully into his eyes.
"Iie, it's not like that, My-kun. I t's not that I want to take our names out of the running, or that I want you to be more discreet. Really, I kinda like the fact that you are so open.... despite how we first met, ne?" He giggled a bit at that, remembering how much he had overreacted to Michael's words.
"It's not even that I'm uncomfortable with what I am...I've known what I am for a really long time, ne? There's never really been much of a question, even when I was little... it jut so happened that I fell in love at a really young age with my best friend.... so anything he wanted, I was ok with, you know?" He shrugged, shifting from one sock-covered foot to the other.
"I guess I could be a bit of a pushover... so when I found myself here.. well I mostly just kept to myself. it was no accident or coincdence that when we met I was alone... If I wasn't with Ariko, who I can't believe I never realized was my friend all this time... well, I was by myself." He threw his arms about Michael's waist at that, resting his cheek against the other's chest.
"I don't want you to change... to feel like you need to be discreet because I may blush or try to hide or whatever... I don't want to hide. I guess I'll just need your help to remind me I don't hae to anymore, ne?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 3:33 pm
Michael looked at him with soft eyes, running his fingers through the burgandy locks. He kissed Rei on the forehead and rubbed his back. "Alright then, love. I'll anchor you then. Michael purposfuly tipped their combined wait towards the nearby bed, both of them plopping onto the spring matress on there sides.
"Y'know... I just realized something... I wander what happened to my iPod? Would they have taken it?" He frowned, concerned.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 4:38 pm
Reiku gasped, a surprised squeak escaping him as he tumbled backward onto the bed with his boyfriend. He giggled softly as they landed, pushing up on the mattress, but making no move to scramble off of it. He looked to Michaell as he spoke.
"You had an ipod? Wow... aren't those expensive? I never had one.... My brother's wife said it was a... what did she say... a frivolous purchase. So, I couldn't have one." He frowned a bit, remembering that awful woman, mean for no reason. Maybe, if there was any sort of justice at all, she'd be divorced from his brother whenever he finally got out of Matrimony.
"It's probably in old lady Hitsaguya's office in her safe. I heard that's where she sticks everything when you first get in. Sometimes you get it back, most of the time you don't. Even if you do, there's no guarantee it'll be in the condition it was when you got it, ne?" he reached upward, pulling back a shock of dark red hued hair to reveal an ear hidden beneath it. Two silver hoops were in place there, but there were tiny holes all the way up, well byond the two hoops that hung from the lobe.
"When I got here, I had earrings all the way up and down my ear, but when I woke up, they were gone. All of them. After I was here a couple months, though, the headmistress called me into her office and said I'd earned some things back, then slid an envelope to me. When I opened it, most of my earring were inside.... some missing posts... some just the posts, and none of the gemstone ones were there. These two pairs are the only thing I could salage. I never bought any from the school store.... they weren't the same, ne?" He shrugged, once furious about the whole ordeal, but now quite indifferent to it.
"It's not like I couldn't. I mean, I have more credits than I know what to do with. I don't spend them very often, except on my manga or little things here and there for my room. I just didn't care anymore. I think that happens a lot."
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 4:59 pm
"Aw, crap. Man, if that comes bck without the power cord I'm gonna be so pissed. I hope she gives it back, I spent alot of money on that music." He frowned. "I wanted you to here some of my American music. It's not so bad over there. You just gotta' dodge the really bad stuff, ne." He smiled, swinging his legs up and over, rolling to the walled side of the bed, laying ontop of the comforter.
"Ack! Man, all my Rinkin Paruko and Tsuri Dorusu Daon is on there. Gr! I hope she gives it back in decent condition! I'd hate it if I lost all my music."
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 5:52 pm
Rei brightened, catching a familiar name and grinning broadly to Michael in response.
"Rinkin Paruko! Hai, hai, hai! 'Crawling in my skin, these wound they will not heal!', ne ne ne?"
He sang the English lines easily enough... It was odd, but he found English much easier sung than spoken. As such, his english accent tended to have a sing-song quality that he just couldn't get rid of. It seemed to amuse the multitude of English teachers he'd had endlessly. He'd always found that funny, the fact that school couldn't seem to keep an English teacher for very long. And that they'd all laughed or smiled when he spoke in English. He wondered vaguely if it was an American thing... the majority of them had been Americans, after all. He looked to Michael and decided to try it out.
"Bad news about took----taking your music. Very sorry. Get more." It was harder to do without his notes or a textbook than he'd thought, but nonetheleess his voice held the custumary sing-songy tone he just couldn't seem to purge himself of. He felt a bit embarassed with his effort and peeked at Michael shyly through the obscuring screen of his long, choppy bangs.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 6:08 pm
He gave a brightened smile at the recital. When Rei gave his English statement, Michael had to finish the previous statement.
"Fear is how I fall... Confusing what is real." He smiled, sitting up now and looking to Rei. "It's okay," he said almost naturaly, purging his accent, "I'll earn it back sometime." He giggled as he reverted to Japanese. "Eh, you're pretty good at English. I really like how you kinda' sing it out."
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 3:21 pm
Reiku blushed, but could not repress the pleased smile at the compliment paid toward him, though he didn't quite get it. Michael could be making fun of him, but hRei could detect no malice in his boyfriend's tone.
"Really... I try.... it's kinda hard for me though, I don't know why. I even used to have a tutor.... back home.... before my brother got married. It was easier then." He went to scratch nervously at his neck, but winced as he struck a band aid. Oh yeah, he'd almost forgotten about those.
"Music just seems to stick better, ne? A lot of the time I don't really know what I'm saying but I like it anyway. Kinda stupid, huh?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 4:08 pm
Michael nodded. "That's how the Americans feel about Japanese music. It's really not that different, ne?" Michael moved his hand and ruffled the long strands of crimson hair that was attached to someone he loved so much.
He bent one knee and used one hand as a pillow on his pillow, smiling up at the cieling. "Rei-kun, what do you think it's lie to be an adult? I mean, how differant do you think it'll be when we get outa' here?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 5:05 pm
Without thinking, Reiku found himself tipping over on the bed, using Michael's flat tummy for a pillow as his own eyes drifted ceilingward. Nose scrunching up a bit as he lost himself in thought.
"Aa... well... I dunno... I can't say I really thought about it. I guess Ikinda picked up the habit of living day to day, so I don't really think about the future very often...." He pursed his lips, crossing his bent legs and swinging his foot mildly. He was so relaxed, so comfortable with Michael, and he didn't even realize it. If he actually took a moment to think about just what he was doing he'd be a beet-red mortified mass of jello in the corner. He yawnd, a bit groggy as he could feel his medication begin to take effect, perhaps a bit too quickly, but then again, he'd taken a lot more than he was supposed to. His eyes fluttered closed
"I imagine it gotta be loads better than now, ne... I mean, nobody can push you around anymore just because they're older.... I men I know there's bosses and crap, but it's not the same. You can do what you want and for the most part don't have to answer to anybody but yourself. I mean, I know if you do a crime you'll go to jail, but that's not what I'm talking about.... I just think it'll be easier ... Oi, I hate it here so much.It makes me sick to my stomach to know most folks on the outside thinks it's some fluffy boarding school. Id love to meet a "graduate" on the outside... Not one of the freaks who work here like Taiki and Yuromeshi."
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 5:56 pm
Michael mildly blushed as he fealt Reiku's head set down on his stomach. His mind was a rush of happy butterflies at the close familiarity they shared. He kept stroking the red locks in a calming fashion.
"Heh... We'll be those graduates one day. Someday. Y'know, I just wonder what I'm gonna end up doing. The world's so big, there's so much, where would we go? Who would we meet? A plethera of unanswerable questions."
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 6:54 pm
Reiku nodded, unnoticing as his heavy eyelids drooped shut.
"Hai..." he murmured, his voice a bit thick and sluggish. Michael's fingers in his hair were so soothing, he'd be content if they could stay just this way indefinitely. "Who knows... It would be really nice if we were still together then, ne...Not just... some... school ro..." His voice faded out and his face fell slack as the boy drifted off into a deep, medicated sleep, barely even finishing his thought, much less his statement.
The boy's form was still for a moment, before chocolate browns eyes snapped opne, and he jumped a bit. The hell... where was he? This wasn't his room. And he wasn't alone. he boy hastily uncrossed his legs as he sat bolt upright, glaring down at Michael in obvious surprise.
"Who the fu-- oh... wait.... " Brows drew together as a slight smilrk curved somewhat pouty pink lips, recognition settling in. Mamoru raked a hand through his hair, shoving back the shaggy bangs Reiku was so fond of hiding behind. The boy, calmer now, looked about the barely decorated bedroom, then back down at Michal beside him on the bed. Well, well, and just what had he stumbled into?
"The soft one...." he murmured under his breath. The teenager chuckled a bit under his breath, resolving himself to have a little fun with Reiku's little friend. What was his name agin, now.... Oh, right... Michael.
Suddenly he was straddling the other boy's legs, leaning in close enough to kiss him, but not doing so. His warm brown eyes sparkled with a bit of mischief, as he wondered briefly how far things had gone between the two boys.
"Well... Michael... You're cute, I'll give you that. You have nice eyes.... Very pretty. How old are you? Not younger, I hope. Lemme bum a smoke off you, ne?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 7:16 pm
Michael was shocked. What was gong on? How had he suddenly changed? He looked down, feeling his straddled waste as a tightened pain fell onto him. He winced, worried, but eager. Somewhere deep inside him, he anted something to happen.
He looked up into the strange eyes. These seemed so mischiveous, so devilish, almost. He heard the questions and it was almost not Reiku's voice. Michael stammered out only an answer to the last question. "I... I-I don't smoke."
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 7:55 pm
"Really... well, boo to you.... Guess I'll have to go without for now, ne? That's too bad... but I'm sure we can think of... something to occupy our time, ne?"
Mamoru chuckled a bit, the odd smile not leaving as his dark eyes scanned the taller boy up and down. He wasn't lying when he'd said he was cute. At least Reiku was a good judge of looks, if not character.... He began to fiddle with the front of Michael's shirt making no big deal of doing the buttons.
"You never answered my first question though.... how old are you? Not that I don't have loads of others, ne? Like.... are you still a virgin?" That was a dangerous question, assuming he and Reiku had done anything worth mentioning. But he felt safe... Reiku was too much of a punk to make such a step, much less instigate it. Maybe he'd help the kid out a bit and do for him what he'd never have the balls to do on his own. And Mamoru wasn't the submissive type to wait around and be wooed. Another button slipped from it's loop, and the teen leaned in closer still, his lips almost brushing Michael's as he spoke.
"I bet you aren't.... are you?"
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