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 Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2007 5:28 pm
Amongst the trees and foflliage there sits a small kendo school for the most dedicated students Japan has ever seen. Among these people is Hikaru K. Himitsu, an amnesia victim who was saved by a doctor last winter. Having lived a year with the doctor he decided it was his time to go on and try to find a meaning to his forgotten life. He had left without a seconds worth goodbye and found himself at this school. Since then he has been training each day, from sun rise to sunset, to learn the ways of the samurai and protect the only person he can say he loves, that mysterious doctor.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 6:12 pm
His black hair was up in a tradition double knot, his green eyes blazing with the same fierce spirit of a tiger. With his hands upon his thighs, legs crossed, he looked down the river as cold water spilled onto his back. By now he was used to the feeling of the cold water. He was done meditating but he was there still, fifteen minutes over his usual time. Soon his body animated, moving to stand upon the slippery rocks. Amazingly he held his footing as easily as anyone could on land. His eyes closed for a moment and he started to walk, his feet touching the water. Walk on water. Impossible. He fell through the barrier of water and sat there, body submerged for a few seconds. He wanted to surpass all of them- why couldn't he do this? Even though, he was the best of the school- having just arrived half a year ago. Returning to the surface he let out a sigh and started to swim down the river and onto the riverbank. Kyoto. Such a lonely home.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 6:24 pm
"Hikaru! Where have you been? Practice already started." It was another young aspiring kendo master. "They made an announcement a few minutes ago. Kyouya Ohtori will be coming here with Tamaki Suoh. Do you know who they are and who they have ties with? Do you?"
Hikaru looked uninterested, taking down his double knot and shaking out his hair, making the kendo student blush. Hikaru really did look like a girl. "I don't give a damn." He said lightly, revealing his soft voice. He was indeed the type of person to be silent but deadly. With his eyes narrowed he sighed, seeing that the student wanted to tell him all the news. His name was Toshi. Toshi Nakamura.
"Kyouya Ohtori is the young leader of the OHtori Sompany. ITs a powerful company- and Tamaki Suoh is the son of another big Corporate Venture. But the person they have ties with is Takashi Morinozuka!" The student seemed enthusiastic but all the only thing that these things meant to Hikaru was names.
"Whos that?" An answer and question all in one. Hikaru started to remove his clothes, not really bashful of his small body. The student stared in disbelief.
"You don't know who Takashi Morinozuka is?!"
"I said I don't give a damn, Toshi! Now let me get ready. Sensei's probably pissed at me for being gone so long..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 6:45 pm
His hair redone and uniform on he looked to the side, glaring at the students would constantly stare at him. They would say he was a miracle to the dojo, a beautiful girlish looking student with abilities that surpassed them all. While at the same time as being cute he had the eyes of true samurai which sent shivers down the students spines.
"Hikaru-kun." The teacher put his hand on Hikaru's shoulder, a low and gruff voice sounding. "You have heard of the visitors soon to come haven't you? They're coming to see you. My star student." The man was a kind and patient man who was at the same time a fierce samurai- a kendo master second only o Takashi Morinozuka.
Hikaru looked up at him, brows furrowed. "Why would they want to come see me?" Young green eyes.
"Well. Thats for you to find out. Until they come continue with your practice. But I want to tell you one thing... if something happens to tear you away from this place, just remember that this is a home for you." A smile, the old man smiled a kind and warm smile.
"..." Hikaru couldn't say anthing, he could only look to the side, feeling as if he had abandonned the place even though the outsiders weren't there. He;;, even though he knew nothing of the upcoming plans... "Thank you sensei... you all have been kind to me." He felt a hand upon his shoulder, an old, worked hand, before feeling it disappear. He really was a wanderer wasn't he?
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:04 pm
There they were, walking up long stone stairs, Kyouya doing it while his hands were crossed, sleeves hiding his arm. They were in yukata's, Kyouya in a purple diamond patterned one and Tamaki in a light brown one with fall colored flower imprints. It must have been terrible for Tamaki, being used to only a few stairs in his mansions main entrance. Kyouya was taking to it very well when the stairs stopped and before them was a traditional dojo, the Matsuei Kenshin Kendo School. With a smile he decided to explain to Tamaki the reason they were there.
"Researching Hitori's family I found he was from a very traditional an dlarge family. The type with the head of the family and large estates that could rival the royal palace. This family was branched off from the royal family. That makes Hitori a prince..." Kyouya adjusted his glasses, looking up at the red arches and signs in traditional japanese.
"Hikaru, Hitori's brother is here. Though I have yet to find Hitori's mother. There is a chance she is dead... She was a sickly woman, Tamaki."
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:11 pm
"Why do we have to do this?" Hikaru's brows furrowed, staring at his friends, the other students of the school. He was dressed in a traditional kimono with a butterfly knot on his obi. His hair was done up like a geishas and he wore earrings in his already pierced ears.
"Because its cute! You're so cute Hikaru-kun! You look just like a girl! Since people are coming to see you, you have to look your best right?!" They were laughing, some were flustered and covering their face. Most of them liked seeing him dressed as a girl while others just got kicks from it. True friends.
"I can look my best as a guy! Assholes!" He yelled, trying to go after some of them while in the restricting kimono. Giving up with the strange get up he sighed, furrowing his brows.
"Hey! They're here! The good looking Ohtori and Suoh comrades are here!" Toshi came bounding in, an excited look on his face.
"Alright! Everyone get into position! Yoosh!" the students were enthusiastic. But behind their joking laughs they knew what was going on. Kyouya had informed them all about it, having talked to their master. While there were smiles on their faces, they were at the same time disappointed. But as true friends, they would let this happen- Hikaru always spoke fondly of a warm home.
"Positions?! WHAT!?" With that Hikaru was pushed off into the entrance of the school, standing in clear view of Kyouya and Tamaki. Embarrasing.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:12 pm
Tamaki scurried after Kyouya in a less than graceful manner, finally regaining his ease of ways when they reached the top of the steps. He glanced eagerly around the area as Kyouya spoke to him, revealing a rather surprising length of information.
"A...Prince..." he repeated softly as Kyouya said the words. He held his tongue, however, as Kyouya continued, revealing more of Hitori's family history.
"Dead...?" he said in a quiet, wistful tone, genuinely concerned. "Oh, that would be terrible...But...perhaps his brother can help...?"
Just as Tamaki spoke these words, a young man came stumbling into view, taking Tamaki by surprise. He blinked a few times in shock before looking to Kyouya, as thoguh expecting an explaination of the more sensible young man.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:22 pm
"Hitori and Hikaru are twins, Tamaki." He said simply, looking over Hikaru. "Imagine that boy with silver hair." He took a step forward, making his way towards the school. Stopping in front of Hikaru he bowed, expecting Tamaki to do the same.
"I am Kyouya Ohtori and this is Tamaki Suoh. We have come regarding your brother, Hitori K. Himitsu..." Something about Hikaru seemed a bit off. First of all he seemed completely unaware of their reason for coming and even though Kyouya was used to looking into Hitori's eyes to tell the cold hard truth, this boy seemed completely different. They were completely different weren't they?
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:28 pm
Tamaki paused uncertainly for a moment before stepping up next to Kyouya and bowing respectfully to the young man. He looked him up and down to find that Kyouya was correct.
Indeed, he essentially resembled his brother, though their were a few differences. Tamaki wondered if he was anything like Hitori, as far as personality went, but he waited for someone to prompt him to speak, for once not babbling on. He got the feeling this was important to Kyouya, for whatever reason, and that he'd best not mess things up, whatever his intentions.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:31 pm
Hikaru's body tensed when he realized the two rich guys saw him. Takashi Morinozuka- neither of them looked traditional enough to be that man. His eyes widened when Kyouya came up and introduced himself, a bow as well. Hikaru bowed as well, looking to the side as he took in what they said. His brother? He had no idea that he had a brother. Standing up straight he could only look over these two people. They looked like princes from story books. Both too handsome for their own good.
Nobody told me I was going to find you.
Hikaru's mouth opened as if he was going to say something. No. That wasn't it. Hitori? IT meant alone didn't it? For some reason Hikaru's heart dropped.
"My brother... he's older than me isn't he?" He asked, looking at Kyouya, then Tamaki. He bowed. "Please. Take me to see him." Thats right... his brother- most likely he would know something about their mother right? No.... not even Hikaru knew...If Hitori didn't know then their mother was as good as dead. But he didn't want to ask Tamaki or Kyouya. IF he did that then they could tell him themselves that his mother was dead... he didn't want to hear that just yet. He wanted to hang on just a little longer.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:34 pm
Kyouya looked to the side, watching Tamaki. Was he really shaken by this? Hikaru was much more traditional than Hitori... Hitori would take more to european ways and had a fascination with Japan. But Hikaru was japanese- completely japanese except for his eyes.
"Aren't you going to miss this school, Himitsu-san?" A revolution. Perhaps Kyouya was starting a small revolution? He put his hand on Tamaki's shoulder, as if telling him to be himself. It would most likely be better for all of them if there wasn't any tension in the air. Kyouya had a feeling- a small feeling- that Hitori and Hikaru were a bit more alike than the first appearance let on. Besides, Hitori would never join a dojo or martial arts school of any type...
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:40 pm
Tamaki glanced over blinkingly at Kyouya's touch, seeming to come back to reality again. He placed his usual calm smile back on his lips as he surveyed Hikaru searchingly again, reassessing the first impression.
"Surely we couldn't just whisk you off..." Tamaki added to Kyouya's words, smiling a little haphazardly.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:45 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:50 pm
((Sure. You can say you snuck onto the plane while we weren't looking.))
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 7:52 pm
((Waiiiii!!!~ ^^))
Hunni was curled up in the back of the plane and finally left his seat. He had creeped after Tama-chan and Kyouya when he saw them leave. Walking out from the plane, he stretched and looked at his new surroundings.
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