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 Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 8:33 pm
Smirking, Akihiko pressed a speed dial button on the phone. "Yare yare, Tanaka-kun... you're almost as bad a tease as me. Almost." with a wink, the musician nodded, letting the physical therapist get to filling up the bath.
However, he couldn't exactly relax.
Yet.
Once Izzy's phone picked up, Narcissus put on his best aloof voice as he spoke quickly. "Ruki-san, I do hope you've seen the television. If not... let me just note that I may have to take a hostage in here... and this young masseuse is a perfect candidate."
He was playing it up, making his manager think that he was just joking.
Then, the prodigy's voice changed altogether. "I don't like having people barge into where I'm staying. Nor will you appreciate it if I hold an impromptu Q&A session outside your flat door... so I do suggest you get back here. Now. Before the vans which Tanaka-san spied a moment ago, begin crowding up the stairs like vultures in line for carrion."
Of course Narcissus failed to comment that they'd nabbed the photo of him when he was taking a quick smoke break.
But then again, Izzy wouldn't let him smoke inside...
Thus, laying there on his stomach, iphone on the table beside him and on speaker, the musician tried to relax as best he could.
But it was much easier said than done.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 12:51 pm
What a shock, it was so surprising,
You looked so small and frail------------------------------------------------}:-  Izzy Lucky
At times life can be so enlightening .uoy no nrut nac ti tuB
Even as Izzy stroked the leather pants that were laid before him, he heard a ringing of a phone. Narcissus' song. He looked down and fumbled with his pocket for a moment to pull out the Iphone.
When he answered it, "Moshi Moshi Izzy Lucky desu." The words that came after floored him. "No...No, I've not seen any...What!? Why would you be taking Tanaka-san as a hostage. Young masseuse? Oh Tanaka Michi is there and not his mother." His voice was just a little flustered as he dreaded that thought because Michi was a nice looking young man.
But still, he raced over and flipped the TV in the shop to music news and suddenly saw what Narcissus was talking about. "Oh good lord..." He muttered as he watched the live footage in front of his private flat. "Keep the door locked and bolted. I will be there soon." He continued watching the news as started grabbing his bag when they flicked a picture of Narcissus on the balcony with a cigarette.
At that point, he almost said a foul word but realized that he was in a shop where it wouldn't be polite. In fact, he bit his lip in his own exasperation. "I will handle the press. Just stay in side." He then hung up the phone trying not to let his anger get the better of him. Narcissus' attitude toward him had floored him for a moment but this was hardly Izzy's fault and in fact if the star had just smoked in the bathroom like he had said, then this wouldn't be a problem! But no! He had to just smoke on the balcony.
Walking over to Nikki, he apologized, "I've got to run back to my home. My other star..."
"Don't mention it Ishi-kun. I'll take care of Nakai-san. I'll watch you from the TV because I'm sure you'll be on it soon." answered Nikki, who then grabbed a comb and put Izzy's hair back into place then checked his suit. "No no....you're wearing a different jacket if you're going to be on TV...One of mine." Nikki put him into a fresh coat and tie as fast as a flash.
In the mean time, Izzy made an extra call to have an assistant from Ohayou bring the Limo for Kai. "Nakai...I've got to go take care of this Emergency with the media. My assistant and a Limo will be arriving to pick you up so when Nikki is done showing you his ideas, you will not be stuck here. Call me when you're done and I will give you a call back when I'm finished with this issue."
With that, he left Nikki's private shop and raced back home. He took deep breaths during the drive wondering who he was more angry with Narcissus, the Media, or Ohayou. This whole situation was awful for Izzy. No compensation from any direction. But he did call Ohayou and let them know he had a problem. He knew that Narcissus was thankful to have a roof over his head but...Izzy sighed and gritted his teeth.
The grind of his teeth didn't stop as he pulled into the garage against the wave of vans, reporters, cameras, fans, tenants, and apt. management. As soon as he parked and opened the door, he was swarmed but Ohayou had come through in one way. A couple bodyguards swooped in and immediately gave him room to breath. They might not be supporting Narcissus but they did still support him. That at least, he could use.
They made their way towards the elevator but with so many reporters pressing for answers, he finally decided to give them something.
"Why is Narcissus staying with you? Can't he go home or is he truly disowned by his grandfather, Koyasu Aki?" yelled a reporter.
"I am working with Narcissus on the details of his next tour so why he is at my home is obvious. I'm his manager. I don't have access to the personal relationships between he and Chairman Koyasu-sama. And I won't offer any assumptions on the matter."
"Is Narcissus wounded? Our pictures of him show him with a black eye." asked another reporter trying to shove the mic very close to Izzy but is pushed away roughly by a bodyguard.
"If Narcissus had any health problems, he would be at a hospital so it is safe to assume that he is well." answered Izzy avoiding answering any specifics.
Another person piped up, "Is it true that Narcissus has no funding or support for future albums. Has he been cut off from Ohayou?"
"Narcissus is still contracted to Ohayou. That is all I will comment on in regards to the matter." answered Izzy continuing to leave his words vague or non-committal.
"Will Narcissus be touring soon...with a new album? The fans are dying to know. Please tell him we love him!!" screamed out a fan from the group of young women and men who were caught between some police and reporters since the place had become a swarm.
"Yes, he will be touring and the dates of the tour will be revealed but if you want to see him before the tour, you should get tickets to the Charity Event for Disadvantaged Teens. He will be performing there with other artists including Nakai and Shou...plus a few others." commented Izzy with a shameless plug for the Charity knowing that would help him leverage Narcissus position in that Event.
"Oooh...what are his new songs like!!? Will he be performing with Shou at the Charity Event....Together!!?" the another fan screamed!
Izzy finally smiled some, "I can't tell you about the songs because it would spoil Narcissus' surprise. The second question, I'm not at liberty to answer. No more questions. Thank you."
The fans seemed to be more excited and Izzy knew that excitement and those last tidbits might keep the media poking at other thoughts rather than Narcissus' condition or finances. At least, he hoped.
He then turned swiftly with the burly bodyguards help and worked his way into the elevator without company other than one of the bodyguards. The elevator made its way up the flights but then stopped before Izzy's floor. It opened and a man got on. "Hello Izzy-san, my employer would like me to give you and Narcissus this message." He pulled forth an envelope and gave it to the bodyguard, who then gave it to Izzy after looking it over.
Izzy glanced over the man, but didn't say a word. However, he did take the envelope. The elevator stopped a floor below his own and the man slipped off, then finally it went up to Izzy's destination. The only value from these extra stops is that it might take the reporters a little longer to find his exact room number. Not that it would stop them so...he asked the bodyguard to stay at the door for awhile.
He finally opened his door and slipped inside closed the door and leaned against it. His body felt drained but he didn't have time to relax. Hopefully, Narcissus got a little R&R. For the moment, he wasn't going to mention that he saw the photo. He wasn't going to mention how pissed he had been. Although he wasn't sure Narcissus would get it if he explained it.
Although he did let them know he was here, "I've handled the media for now, but I doubt they are going to go away completely so...I've got a couple of Ohayou guards to protect me for the moment. It should help us get out of the apartment later when we need go out and get you set up in the private studio."
-:{------------------------------------------------I didn't know what to do
I grabbed the tiger by the tail!
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 10:30 pm
Strangely, Narcissus didn't say a word to Izzy after his manager began to speak.
Not only that, but he didn't seem worried in the slightest.
Luckily for both himself and Tanaka... the door was already locked tight, and the musician wasn't about to even think about leaving the place now.
The notion that Tanaka was preparing a very relaxing bath however, was still fresh in Akihiko's mind and, thus, the young man stayed put, phone closed on the table beside him.
So, when Izzy Lucky burst into the room and made himself known, Akihiko's blue eyes opened and he tilted his head just enough from where he was laying, to lock his gaze on the megane-clad man.
"Glad you've got a bodyguard." the musician spoke, perhaps a bit sarcastically. "I watched, or rather listened, to your little interview with the frenzy outside. Very good, might I add. You let them know what they wanted, without letting them know the entire truth. That in it's own right gets you more respect from me." the young Koyasu smirked slightly, raising one eyebrow at Izzy. "Tanaka-san is getting a bath ready... you really do have exceptional taste in the finer things." his smirk darkened just a tad. "If you think the massage I gave you last night was good... I've got nothing on this bishounen."
However, Narcissus didn't say a word regarding his choice to smoke on the balcony.
It wasn't really because he didn't think it was his fault... more like he'd forgotten that he could actually use the restroom instead.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 8:56 am
It wasn't long before Michi had prepared the bath and returned to the table where Akihiko was relaxing. "I hope you didn't tense up too much. Mmm...by the looks of the needles, I might have to rework some of my previous efforts."
Gently, he plucked the multitude of needles out of Akihiko and put them in a tray beside the table. Then worked his magic with his fingers once more until he reduced the knots to butter. His eyes drifted as he worked and noticed Izzy Lucky watching. "Ah! Izzy-san, my mother wanted me to tell you hello and that she enjoyed your recommendation for American green bean casserole."
Then he paused and let his hands slow over one particularly troublesome spot and looked back down at Akihiko, "Why don't we get you into the bath now. And while you're soaking you can drink this special vitamin filled fruit shake I'll prepare for you." He carefully helped Akihiko up and walked with him to the bath. Michi was very good at checking Akihiko's walk and other dark bruises as they moved to the bath making several determinations about what to do for the star next.
When they entered into the bath, the tub had a slow whirlpool motion circling while the scents of fine herbs drifted up in the steam. Several aromatherapy candles were lit in the room making the bath seem quiet and comfortable. Light silks were hung from the curtain rods with beads and cool colors of blue and green. It seemed as if Michi had really out done himself to create a special environment for the Star to relax in. Everything he had done or used was to help speed up the healing process.
As he helped Akihiko slide into the tub his gentle fingers caressed the tight muscles along the hips, abs, chest and arms. His nimble fingertips sensual and slow all over Akihiko's lean body as Akihiko sank into the bath. After getting Akihiko into the tub filled with therapeutic herbs and oils plus a rich milky foam, Michi smiled warmly and ran his wet hands thru Akihiko's silky hair applying light pressure points to release tension in the scalp and along the neck.
"Now just relax here for awhile and think about nothing. I'll go prepare your cool drink." he whispered softly into Akihiko's ear before getting up and backing out slowly from the room. He hoped Akihiko would be satisfied with the first stages of healing.
As he walked into the kitchen, he glanced over at Izzy who was starting at the contents of an envelope in his hand, "You look tense. If I've any time left on the clock from servicing your star would you like me to give you a massage?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 9:55 am
What a shock, it was so surprising,
You looked so small and frail------------------------------------------------}:- Izzy Lucky
At times life can be so enlightening .uoy no nrut nac ti tuB
Izzy listened to the sarcasm and for a moment wanted to respond but then listened to the praise about the interview and refrained. Still, the star had made this problem all on his own and even disregard what Izzy had told him to do. But giving Narcissus a piece of his mind while the man was suppose to be healing was counter productive. Especially when he was paying for these services. "I am sure Tanaka-kun is as good as his mother as far as his medicinal skills. I've used his mother's services for most of my child stars."
He avoided saying much else about last night or Takana-kun's skills and while Narcissus might think he had exceptional tastes, it was rare he ever experienced Takana's skills. What he did was for his stars and rarely himself. However, today, he was rather envious of Narcissus' position. Although he really didn't have much time to sit around and consider that since he needed to contact the Charity event on the phone since he probably couldn't go there in person today.
"Oh...I'm glad she liked it Tanaka-kun. I saw her email with another recipe so I will be sure to send her a new one in exchange." Izzy didn't wait around to watch Tanaka-kun take Narcissus to the bath, instead he remembered the envelope in his hand and plopped down on the couch to read it. As he opened it, he noticed a slip of paper slide out of the letter. Picking it up, he saw a very large sum of money written as a check. His eyes widened as he looked at the amount and then the signature.
Letter:
Dear Izzy Lucky,
I hope to find you well and in good spirits considering recent events. I've heard about your plight at Ohayou and want to say that I feel that Ohayou Studios has gone to far leaving you in a terrible pinch and your Superstar, Narcissus hanging in the breeze.
I'd like to offer you some help and a few lawyers so we can free Narcissus from his contract with Ohayou and bring him to a far better place. I'd like to offer him a contract with SMASH and our full support with his future tours and albums.
I've enclosed a check to show how seriously SMASH is committed to bring Narcissus and yourself to our Studio. I'm sure that he would enjoy getting back to singing and touring rather than fretting about his state of being.
If you'd like to further this conversation, please reach out to me. My number is enclosed.
Sincerely,
Matsumoto Izo
Chairman - SMASH Studios
He stared for a long time at this letter. It was so very tempting to have such an offer and opportunity. Izzy didn't know what to say, however, he knew jumping at something like this wasn't the wisest thing to do. It would take a time to consider and while he was very savvy with star management, he wasn't a complete business man, that's why his Aunt's lawyers had helped him in the past. He couldn't do everything on his own. But, when it came to contracts, he was wary.
Tapping his fingers on the he finally looked up as Michi spoke, "Ah...umm...only if you've time, Tanaka-kun. Narcissus comes first. So spend every minute on healing him because he must be ready to go back to work." he answered with a slight sigh because he really wanted a massage. He really wanted his mind off of work but that wasn't an option.
Soon he was back at his desk and on the phone with the Charity event negotiating with the Director, who had seen the news. With the comments in the news, he was more eager to place Narcissus in the slot before Shou. Izzy knew he couldn't get the last slot but he had a feeling Narcissus could work with this and possibly gain access to his rival.
As for Nakai, he was able to get an earlier slot but a reasonable one for the star to engage the fresh audience. The conversation kept him busy as watched his fax machine to pour out all the paper work and the times they could use the event's stage prior to the show.
By the time he was done with the call, things were perfect at least in Izzy's eyes. Now if only everything else would come together. -:{------------------------------------------------I didn't know what to do
I grabbed the tiger by the tail!
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 1:33 pm
Chiyou Hana wa nande kareru no darou
Tori wa nande toberu no darou
Kaze wa nande fuku no darou
Tsuki wa nande akariterasu no 
So bored. Terribly, terribly bored.
Yawning, the young blond stretched out like a cat on his red velvet couch, plucking a sour cherry out of a bowl, teasing it along his lip before eating it, spitting the seed onto the floor for someone else to clean up.
Flipping on the TV with the remote, Chiyou's brow furrowed.
Great, another big deal over some other star. He didn't see what the big deal was...until he heard the name Narcissus.
That guy again. Lovely.
What a ******** was getting ready to change the channel when all of a sudden the crowd outside of the house on television got rowdy. There was someone there now, someone the reporters wanted to talk to.
It was him!
Oh how he had longed to see that face again! It had been years since he had seen the man face to face. He always had to bribe the man's number from people to even be able to stay in touch every time the phone number got changed. Even then, it was rare that he spoke to the man. Regardless of the fact that they worked in the same building, they always had conflicting schedules and were always on opposite ends of the campus.
But now....now Chiyou knew where he lived. He recognized the neighborhood, had suspected that he lived there for a while.
"Ohhhh yes! I'm coming for you, my dear Ishi Ruki."
Naze boku wa koko ni iru n darou
Naze kimi wa koko ni iru n darou
Naze kimi deaeta n darou
Kimi ni deaeta koto sore wa unmei
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 5:27 pm
What wouldn't I do for King and Country...
Yes Sir!------------------------------------------------}:-  Asato Hiroki
Chairman's Secretary - Ohayou Productions
Ohayou Productions - Corporate Planning Offices
Asato weeded through the list of stars and listened to the various reports by directors of various departments. The news of Narcissus' appearance had not gone unnoticed by the new heir. His fingers plucked the printed image of the young man up and he stared at it for a long moment. Sal really had given Koyasu-kun one hell of a black eye.
He wondered if Koyasu-kun was doing alright but actually knew he should be focusing on himself. Was he alright? That was a good question. But...he didn't have time for the answer. No, he had to review the paper work, finish listening to these reports, plus several decisions later would lead up to an appointment at 3 pm.
In all reality, he was making progress but it was rough. He had to work much harder on his charm. It was a heavy burden...It wasn't that he couldn't learn it eventually, it just didn't come naturally. However, for all the things he lacked he made up for in his effort to compensate while he learned from Koyasu-sama the techniques as best he could.
Meanwhile, he felt rather sorry for Izzy Lucky considering the manager had way more than he should have to handle. Unfortunately, there wasn't much he could do for the man except make sure that Nakai was treated well. If he helped out any further that would be against the Chairman's instructions. So, he glanced down at the paper work and signed off on Nakai's budget for the upcoming Charity event and then looked at Chiyou's budget letting out a slow sigh. He wondered if that boy was ever going to bring another big hit to for the label. It's not that his music was bad, it was just not inspired as it used to be. However, Asato knew that stars sometimes petered out like this.
Before he would consider signing that budget, he'd speak with Koyasu-sama for his opinion.
Shoving Chiyou's budget into his briefcase along with several other documents, he left this meeting with barely enough time to suck down an energy drink before taking the elevator to his next appointment.
-:{------------------------------------------------No Sir!
...Where you Lead - that is the Path I Follow.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 7:53 pm
Chiyou Hana wa nande kareru no darou
Tori wa nande toberu no darou
Kaze wa nande fuku no darou
Tsuki wa nande akariterasu no
He had fixed his hair to perfection.
He had thrown on his best, most alluring pair of tight fitted black silk slacks and a royal purple button-up shirt...with the top two buttons undone.
He had even gone as far as to line his icy eyes with a sparkling black liner, bringing out their shine.
Racing out the door, he grabbed his keys from the hook and trotted down the stairs and to the garage where his black Corvette ZR1 was parked. He had never been into fast cars...until Izzy. He hoped that Izzy would be impressed.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Chiyou felt a bit jittery, so he popped three Valium before he started the engine, revving it a time or two just to enjoy the feel.
Peeling out, he headed in the direction of Izzy Lucky's house, charting the map from here to there in his mind from memory of the image on the television.
It wasn't far, but it wasn't too close either.
It felt like an eternity to Chiyou, however.
Finally, he came up on the crowd of reporters and fans outside of the house, stopping short right at the edge of the throng, tires squealing as he spun the car around and perfectly into place in a parking spot.
Perfect.
Cameras were on him in an instant, and that was fine by the star. He could use the attention.
Stepping out of the car, his Italian leather boot's heel clicking against the asphalt, Chiyou smiled seductively.
"Why hello everybody! I'm just here to see an old friend." the blond singer chuckled, looking particularly divine just for the cameras.
Naze boku wa koko ni iru n darou
Naze kimi wa koko ni iru n darou
Naze kimi deaeta n darou
Kimi ni deaeta koto sore wa unmei
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 6:44 pm
(((OOC: I have 2 things to say before I post.
Thing #1 - Ryuu, your Grell avie ROCKS! Hehehehe I love Grell... and Jun Fukuyama, but still. A voice can make or break a character, ne?
Thing #2 - Chiyou looks like Aloise Trancy.... and that scares me... hehehe.)))
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 8:10 pm
((OOC: Thanks so much, Nil! I still have a good bit of work to do to perfect my Grell avi though....
And as far as Chiyou, I had originally thought him to be like Tohma Seguchi in looks, but I noticed the resemblance to Alois Trancy as well, and I think he has a more Trancy-like personality, in the long run. ;P ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 8:39 pm
(((OOC: Yeah, I can see how he resembles Touma quite a bit actually... I suppose Aloise was fresh on my mind from watching Kuro2 last night, but still, hehehe. It's been so long since I watched Gravi... I should watch it again, if I hadn't already stacked my plate far too full of things to watch now... *collapses under the weight of the 2010 Summer and Spring seasons* To think, I've still got to check up on the 2010 Winter and the whole 2009 lineup! Yare yare...)))
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 9:00 pm
"You really should schedule some time for yourself." Narcissus spoke calmly as he sat up and allowed for Tanaka to lead him toward the bathroom. "While I appreciate a manager who works hard... personal health is important too." his blue eyes flickered over to the megane-clad man, expression perfectly serious... if not a bit harsh. "Overworking yourself helps no one, Izzy Lucky."
Then... he left.
The musician didn't say another word to Izzy, though what could he say?
'Sorry I got your place discovered?' or perhaps 'My, bad.'... nothing would really make up for what had happened.
So what good was an apology?
What good was something that wouldn't, truly, make things right?
In truth, to the untrained eye, Akihiko didn't appear to be injured.
Well, to the untrained eye who wasn't looking at him in a towel.
The bruises which adorned the singer's back were a bit brutal, and there was just the tiniest irregularity in his gait, one that spoke of favoring one side over the other.
One might think he just preferred to stand on one leg more than the other... but then again, one probably didn't know the extent of his injuries without seeing them directly.
As Narcissus pondered Izzy Lucky's health and his own inability to make amends for this new situation, he found his bare feet on bathroom tile soon enough.
What he hadn't expected to find however, was that apparently Michi was perfectly content to keep up this rubbing and prodding at his bruised body... even in the bath.
Turning slightly, Akihiko fixed the masseuse with his blue gaze. "Under normal conditions, Tanaka-kun... I'd be more than willing to seduce you into this bath with me. But..." with a teasing smile, the man shrugged. "My manager might have my hide should I neglect healing... that and, well... what career if there for a musician who can't dance, ne?"
Quickly, Narcissus rid himself of the towel and stepped into the hot water. Though, not before taking note of how Michi was working his muscles almost every step of the way.
In truth, the musician had to focus on other things than how wonderful this was feeling...
Mainly because he doubted Michi would react very well if he, well...
Surprisingly, Akihiko blushed faintly, though if it were from the heat of the room or the massage, one couldn't be sure.
But the young Koyasu was sure...
Damn sure...
Maybe he would invite Michi to a concert sometime... get to know the young man. He was certainly attractive enough and... skilled... very skilled...
His blush deepened just a bit and Narcissus simply closed his eyes and relaxed, trying to think about anything besides those delicious hands running through his long hair and across his scalp.
"Nothing, ne?" Akihiko asked with a half smirk, blue eyes still closed. "Easier said then done. But... for you, I think I can manage."
When Tanaka was gone, the musical prodigy had to sigh.
That boy had 'player' written all over him... and he probably didn't even know it!
(((OOC; Yes, I made a blatant "can't dance" poke at Gackt in my post. He can't dance... but god he's deliciously gorgeous anyway!)))
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 9:40 pm
Naoko listened intently to everything that Shou had to say.
The man did have a valid point...
Being a musician wasn't easy, especially being a popular one. But until now, Naoko's time in the limelight had been limited. He'd tried to become a superstar, and failed, only to have his entire band practically disappear over night. It wasn't a comforting feeling... When the young man had re-built 'Hikari Ya Yami', he'd been promised the best by SMASH, but the best had turned tail and fled when things hadn't picked up to their expectations. But then Shou had come along and turned everything upside down and now, from the blond's perspective, 'Hikari Ya Yami' didn't exist anymore. He wasn't part of a band... he was part of a solo act.
And right now, Oumori Naoko didn't know how that sat with him.
Nor how it was going to sit with Ryuu...
But it was a dream... a dream unfulfilled... and Naoko could only see this new road as a path to greatness. If his name became synonymous with "Shou", then perhaps NAKO could create his own solo career in the future. Sure, his voice wasn't as good as Shou's or Hayato's or that of Narcissus... but it wasn't bad either. He was certainly better than most seiyuu he'd heard sing before, and their voices tended to sell great despite that.
It was then that the topic turned toward Narcissus, and Naoko couldn't help but stand and move up beside Shou, amber gaze scanning the article.
"Why would SMASH want him?" the blond asked, eyes glancing to the vocalist. "I mean, think about it... you're expensive enough, no offense, Shou-san... but bringing on someone equally as expensive... that'll cut into the funds of the less prominent groups and soloists. It's just not good business..." he sighed, thinking it over. "I guess they could be wanting to crush the popularity of Ohayou's artists but... Narcissus is the heir to the company name. Why would he ever..."
Before Naoko could finish the sentence though, Shou was directly asking him a question.
A question that he really didn't want to answer...
"How do I know Nakai? Well..." Naoko absently rubbed the back of his neck as he thought, once more, not realizing the action. "I met him when I met Ryuu actually. We spent an afternoon at a karaoke bar. We met up a few times after that... though the last time he rather pissed me off..." smirking slightly at that memory, the blond shook his head. "From what I've heard, Nakai's rather focused when it comes to music... but outside of music he's rather reckless and spontaneous. I'd imagine he's a bit hard to control..."
Then it was back to business... a shift that was so sudden, Naoko had to refocus his entire attention in a split second in order to keep up.
Tailor... choreographer... studio time... Arena32...
Everything was happening fast. Faster than Naoko had thought it would.
But it hardly meant he didn't like it.
On the contrary... this was the perfect distraction that the young man needed right now.
Laughing softly, the blond shook his head. "I doubt Narcissus-san would take it very well... and you might scare your fans if you're in just a tshirt and nothing very flamboyant. Maybe a sash of some sort with the same printed letters would be more to your look, hmm?"
Of course Naoko was teasing just a bit, because he really didn't think Shou would ever go through with something like that.
But then again... one never knew!
As the afternoon wore on, and things got accomplished finally, Naoko couldn't help but realize that he liked working with Shou.
It wasn't the same sort of 'like' which went through his mind when thinking about Nakai or Ryuu... but the sort of 'like' which just set him at ease somehow.
Shou's spontaneous outbursts were somehow calming to the pianist... and for the first time in quite a while, Naoko felt like he could finally just relax.
He could let down his guard...
"Something wrong?" NAKO asked with a raised eyebrow, slightly amused himself at the sudden laughing fit that came over Shou.
If only he'd known what that fit was about... maybe... just maybe... he wouldn't have thought it so funny himself?
At about that time however, Ryuu's stomach made a well-timed entrance, and Naoko couldn't help but laugh himself. The sound wasn't that loud, and covered up by the pianist's hand over his mouth, but it was obvious as his amber gaze focused on Ryuukaze, that he found it funny.
Not to mention that Shou's actions... and Ryuu's reaction... to the entire event only made Naoko laugh all the harder.
Eventually however, he brought his mirth under control... somehow...
"Ryuu-kun... maybe we should get something to eat, ne?" he asked, even after Shou had verbally dismissed those around them.
He hadn't expected Shou's invitation to Ramen and clubbing however...
"I..." amber eyes focused on Ryuu once more. He watched as Ryuukaze's gaze focused on the floor and knew it as a sign.
Ryuu didn't want to go.
But Naoko did want to go.
But if Naoko went then Ryuu would go.
And if Ryuu went home then Naoko had to go too because he had no idea where Ryuu's 'kidnapping headquarters', as he'd now deemed it, was located.
"I'd love some Ramen but it really has been a long day." Naoko replied with a soft smile. "And I would have to pass on both, especially the clubbing. I don't think my mind's in the right place for it... too many musical notes in there right now." the pianist said, trying to lighten his reply a little. "But thanks for the offer. Perhaps it'll be fun on a night when we haven't been so busy. Because to be honest, this is the busiest I've been in a very VERY long time."
There.
He had declined for Ryuu.
He had declined... even when his own stomach growled in protest.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 10:00 pm
Ryuukaze ~( Lonely ) Mayotta nara~
~( Try again ) Nando datte~
~Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara~
Looking at the floor, Ryuukaze actually cringed when he heard Naoko decline the invitation. He could hear in Naoko's voice that he really wanted to go. Indeed, having Naoko decline, that was what he wanted. That was what he felt was best....but it felt so wrong, and he felt so damned guilty. There had to be some way around it. There had to be...a compromise! Yes! Maybe if he tried to compromise, that would make Naoko happy! A huge gleaming grin broke across the violinist's face before he even said a word. "Say, NAKO-san, ramen sounds really yummy! I don't think I could stand for clubbing tonight myself, but it wouldn't hurt to grab a bite to eat, yes?" he still left the final decision in Naoko's hands, but he wanted the pianist to see that he was eager to make him happy, that he wanted to compromise with him, wanted to be fair and kind. If ramen would make Naoko happy, then by all means, they could join Shou for ramen. That wouldn't hurt, right? ~( I’m here )~ Soba ni iru wa~
~( Believe me ) Osorenai de~
~Shinjiau koto....~
~FOR YOU~
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 10:44 pm
The notion that Ryuu was willing to get Ramen, struck Naoko as odd.
In fact, he was more than a little surprised by the strange compromise.
"Ha... hai..." the blond replied, a bit awkwardly, as he tried to digest this new turn in events.
Amber eyes focused back on Shou, "If it isn't too much trouble... we'd like to accompany you for dinner. It'll give us a bit more time to get to know one another outside of the studio, after all."
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