日本まで... Where it's made...

LOG TIME~ :0

2007-05-10T04:54:57Z

Characters: Sayuki and Shingo
Date: A very long time ago.
Summary: These two have ~~shower time~~ a talk and nap time. :D
Warnings: Probably a little mature; nothing too terrible, though. Also a little long.

Shingo finished at the garage and let out a breath, walking to his EG6. Normally he would go to his house to clean up, but he had Sayuki on his mind all day, he had to go see her. Screw it. He started the car, and before long arrived at Sayuki's place. He parked infront of her house and walked to the front door and knocked. Hopefully she wouldnt mind the smell of the garage on him.

Sayuki had been lounging on the couch in the living room, sipping some soup from a mug and watching TV. She had been having a lazy day, enjoying the feeling of just sitting down. When she heard the knock on the door, an attractive frown crossed her face. Not expecting anyone... she thought, but got up to answer the door, anyway.

Upon seeing Sayuki answer, Shingo grinned, grabbing a hold of her and pulling her to him. He had a feeling she was going to give him grief for being all dirty and sweaty from work... but he didnt care. He pressed his lips against the lips he had been thinking about the whole drive over there.

Well, that was surprising. Sayuki definitely hadn't been expecting to be grabbed at and kissed right as she answered the door. She didn't even realize that it was Shingo until a second after he had grabbed her. But, hey, she wasn't complaining.

The blonde kissed him back for a few seconds, then pulled away and gave him a mock glare. "Now, was that really necessary?'

"Oh well fine. See if I surprise you again." Shingo gave a fake-frown as he slid his hands around her waist.

Sayuki had to laugh at that. "Good. You'd better remember that, or I'll have to take drastic measures against you." She slid out of his embrace and moved back into the house, waiting for him to come in after her. "So, what do I owe the honor?" she teased, giving him a once-over. He must have just gotten off work; how else would he be so dirty? ...But he sure looked gorgeous.

Well, great, he didnt want to admit he wanted to see her. He folded his arms across his chest and walked in. "Well... you know... I was probably going to come over anyway. Thought I could snag a shower here instead of making the extra trip by stopping by my place first." Phew, good save.. He closed the door behind him, looking back at Sayuki.

The blonde had to pretend to think about that for a second. "I don't know... you do look awfully tempting when you're dirty. So, should I really let you shower and take that away?" Sayuki moved forward a few steps and made little circles on his chest with one fingernail. "...But, okay. You've talked me into it."

Shingo rose an eyebrow at his girlfriend. "Good to know you like it.. I'll do this more often..." He caught hold of the hand that drew circles on his chest and he pulled her closer. He didnt know why but after hours with working with engines, he felt agressive. Her second statement threw him off a little bit. "Talked you into it...?" He blinked, but then grinned. "You joining me, Sayuki?"

Sayuki blushed a little, then laughed to cover it up. "O-of course not! I meant that you talked me into letting you use my shower, smartass." Unless he wanted her to join him...? "What, you think I can scrub you clean or something?" she teased, still blushing slightly. Damn my fair complexion, she thought.

Ooh, he liked this confidence working on cars gave him. He got Sayuki to blush, and it didnt seem to be going away. "Well, if you're opposed to the idea..." He started walking up the stairs towards the bathroom, his hand still on hers as he pulled her with him.

"I didn't say that!" She had to give him credit; he was being very forward. She was glad for that; holding back didn't suit him. "It's just a very unexpected suggestion coming from you." By that time, they had reached the top of the stairs. "Not bad unexpected, just... unexpected." And now she was rambling. Shingo was really making her nervous; even with all of her experiences with other guys, she had never let any of them shower with her. It was something very private to her.

Shingo was feeling powerful right now, but didnt want to make Sayuki do something she didnt want to do. He leaned in, kissing her forehead quickly before removing his shirt. But... he couldnt help it... seeing her so nervous... Shingo pulled her to him and kissed her deeply.

Her nervousness melted at the gentle touch of his lips on her forehead. Sayuki had to laugh inwardly, though, as he grabbed her and kissed her like there was no tomorrow. She moved in closer, angling their bodies together and ran her nails up his bare back lightly.

Pulling slightly away from the kiss, Shingo grinned at her, taking a hand to brush against her hair. "Well, I'll be done in just a sec, you sit tight." He did like the idea of her showering with him, but could understand if she wasnt ready for it

The blonde was a little disappointed. Once she had relaxed, the idea of showering with him seemed really nice. And, she knew that she could trust him. So, why not try it at least once? After all, she was supposed to be the daring and adventurous one.

Sayuki had to give him a look. "Well, are we showering or not? You should stop giving me mixed signals, you louse." She pulled him close again and nipped at his jaw. "After all, you did convince me."

"Louse, huh?" He laughed. Hearing he convinced her, he pulled her against him. "Yeah, we're showering." He kissed the corner of her lips.

Sayuki grinned. "Uh-huh, louse." Once again slipping out of his arms, she made her way to her bathroom. Flipping the light switch on, she turned around and stood in the doorway, crooking one finger at Shingo, wearing a "come-hither" smile. "Don't keep me waiting," the blonde joked.

He smiled, following her to the bathroom. She looked hot the way she was luring him to her. He closed the bathroom door. He set his shirt on the counter. He walked over to Sayuki and placed his hands around her waist. "Am I taking this off?" he tugged on her shirt lightly.

"I think it would be more fun if we undressed each other, don't you?" Her own hands found their way to the button of his work pants and tugged on it teasingly, the blonde enjoying Shingo's sharp intake of breath at that action.

He was surprised she went ahead at it, and he felt a blush coming on. He regained his composure quickly, as he removed her shirt.

Sayuki couldn't help but shiver a little as the cool air hit her bare skin. But it was also a little shiver of excitement. She quickly undid the button and pulled down the zipper, then slowly pulled them off of his waist and let them fall down his legs to pool around his ankles.

Shingo stepped out of his jeans and wrapped his arms behind her back, undoing the clasps of her bra, and slid his hands down to slide off her pants. He kissed her stomach and kissed her lips. Man, she had an amazing body...

The blonde wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his head closer. As the kiss intensified, she gave a low murmur of approval before moving her hands down to his waist and beginning to pull his boxers down.

He felt his muscles respond to her touch as well as her sound. He kissed her back, loving this, and laughed a little. "Oi, Sayuki... careful... this might be more than a shower."

The navigator had to laugh as well. "I figured as much, Shingo. I'm not that dense, believe me." Once she got his boxers off, she stepped away a little to admire him in all of his nude glory. Liking what she saw, she gave a low whistle of approval.

Oh great, now he got embarrassed, a pink shade finding its way on his cheeks. He wasnt going to have any more of that and moved forward to her, grasping her underwear and removing them. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her towards him. "Lets get in that shower already." He spoke lowly, kissing against her ear.

Sayuki mock-pouted. "Gah, Shingo, you've always got to ruin my fun." But the warm water was starting to sound really nice. Pulling back the shower curtain, the blonde led him in and turned the hot water on after closing said curtain. "Oooh, this feels good," she sighed as she adjusted the temperature to almost hot.

Getting in the shower with her, Shingo laughed smugly. "Believe me, you'll still have fun." It started innocently enough, but after a while of bathing under the hot running water, hands began to stray, while passionate kisses began to build up against her body.

Sayuki had to moan low in her throat as the Night Kid scraped his teeth against the pulse in her throat. "Mmm, Shingo... you're an animal tonight," she commented, closing her eyes and grinning. Not that she minded, of course. "More..." the navigator sighed, leaning against him.

He was more than happy to give her what she wanted, pressing her against the tile wall of the shower. He lifted her up and brought rough kisses across her body. "Hn.. Sayuki." He growled lowly.

The blonde opened her eyes and smiled down at the black-haired man, looping her arms around his neck. Trusting him to not drop her, she leaned forward and nibbled at his ear.

Shingo had her right there, enjoying her feel and her taste. She felt great, and she was a bit wild herself, their moans and pants filling the room. They stayed in there until the water began to run cold.

Once the cold water started hitting her skin, the blonde sighed a little in frustration. "It looks like the fun's over," she said, reaching down to turn the water off. "And we were just getting to the good part, too."

Shingo growled a little. "Bummer." She turned off the water, but Shingo was still rigid... he wasnt through with Sayuki yet. "It doesnt have to end, you know." He grinned mischievously.

Sayuki blinked a little in surprise and then grinned back. "Are you sure you can keep up, old man?" she teased. Only because Shingo was older than her. By a few months. "I mean, if you're getting tired, just let me know and I can take it easy on you." She winked and hurridly jumped out of the shower, knowing that Shingo would more than likely try to retaliate. The navigator grabbed a fluffly white towel and wrapped herself in it.

"Old man??" Shingo growled, getting out of the shower and grabbing Sayuki who was trying to make a break for it. "Where do you think you're going?" He lifted her up and sat he on the bathroom counter, pulling off her towel and leaving heavy kisses against her breasts.

Even though he was distracting her with his kisses, she still had to laugh. "Well, I was going to my room. Want to join me?" Sayuki asked as she squirmed a little. Shingo had a very creative and talented mind, and he always managed to find some way to drive her crazy. She let out a soft moan as he took one of her nipples in his mouth. "Mmm, Shingo..." His name came out on a sigh.

"Your room? I....I knew that!!!" Shingo muttered. He took a breast in his hand and massaged it gently in his hands. He looked up at Sayuki with a pout. "Alight, your room it is." He slid his hands down to lift her up, opening the door, and bringing her to her room. Once there he crashed her on the bed, hovering over her, placing a kiss on her neck..

Sayuki had to snicker at Shingo's dorkiness. He wasn't as smooth as he'd like to think, but that's okay. She thought it was kind of endearing. "Sheesh, eager much?" The navigator had to give him a mischievous grin. "You're pretty energetic... for an old man." Sayuki couldn't resist; she loved teasing him.

Shingo frowned, but her tease only made him more agressive. "I'll show you how energetic I can be." He spoke in a low gruff voice, sliding his hands to her legs, lifting them up a little as he rested himself over her, and kissed roughly against her neck.

The navigator had to laugh a little bit. Oh, it was so much fun to egg Shingo on; she used to live on it when they were kids. Also, the Night Kid was attacking a very ticklish spot on her neck, so Sayuki kept laughing while trying to push him away a little.

"Now way." Shingo grinned, feeling her struggle. "You're paying for calling me an old man!" He kept attacking her neck, feeling her flail.

"Shingo!" Sayuki managed to gasp out in between bouts of laughter. "I hate it when you do this," hugging him close, despite her current predicament. After all, him attacking her neck was better than nothing at all.

Shingo couldnt help but laugh. Somehow, he had to find a way to win, and usually finding a sensitive spot on her body worked. Her hug made him stop, for now. He rested his head against her chest... embracing her warmly. He loved this. "Oi... Sayuki..." he spoke in a mumble.

Nani?" Now that a truce had been called (at least momentarily), the blonde found herself relaxing in her boyfriend's warmth. Closing her eyes, Sayuki nestled closer to him.

He didnt want to sound needy or lovey dovey, but just said it anyway. "... leave this dump..." He broke down a wall in his strange need to always look so manly. "... move in with me."

Now that was a shock. Sayuki opened her eyes and would have sat straight up, had Shingo not been holding her. "...Are you serious, Shingo?" A wave of affection rushed through her when she locked eyes with him; he was throwing away all of his machismo, and telling it to her straight. Or demanding it to her straight, as the case may be.

"Yeah I'm serious!" Just thinking about what he had just said there, Shingo looked away for a moment, fighting back an embarrassed blush. "...if you want to stay here, thats fine... its just, I know you've been wanting to leave for a while..."

Sayuki had to fight the urge to roll her eyes. She would never understand his need to be so "manly" all the time. She wasn't going to make fun of him if he wasn't... well, maybe not that much. The blond nibbled at his neck, grinning. "You know, that's not a bad idea. I think that's the best one you've had all day, Shingo." More teasing, of course.

She nibbled on his neck, and he was expecting her to give him crap for even bringing it up. Though, it seemed she didnt object to it, and Shingo felt ontop of the world.. even though she teased him. He pulled her up, kissing her lips. "Seriously? You'll do it?" His expression had surprise written all over it

After kissing him back, she really did roll her eyes. "Did I stutter or something?" Looping her arms around his neck, she gave him a grin. "Why not? If you're so surprised, then why did you even bring it up in the first place? Were you expecting me to not agree or something?"

"I, well.." Shingo started getting a little flustered, but regained his composure quickly, his arms firmly around her. He wasnt going to admit anything. "Guess I wasnt sure if you were ready to move in with your boyfriend or not."

"Well, we've known each other since we were about 4. I think that if I would move in with anyone, it'd be you. After all, I already know your weird habits and flaws," Sayuki helpfully pointed out. "So, why the hesitation? Are you still not sure about us?"

"Its not that." Shingo brushed his fingers through her hair. "Its just that, well... its usually not easy for a guy. I mean, I've never had a girlfriend move in with me before." She had a point though. He shrugged. "But.. you're right. I've known you forever, I have nothing to worry about."

"I understand. I've never moved in with any of my boyfriends before." Sayuki gave him another grin. "But, don't you think that if we were going to drive each other crazy, we would have by now? Oh, wait," she stopped to think. "You already do, so disregard that statement."

Shingo laughed, pulling her close. "I was going to say!" He kissed her neck.

The blonde had to laugh and leaned against him. "So, I say we at least give it a try. What have we got to lose?" Besides their relationship.

"Yeah. Alright, lets do it then!" Shingo turned and lied down on the bed, pulling Sayuki to him. "...man, this really feels like a dream."

"Really? Well, you know what the remedy is for making sure it's not one, right?" To prove her point, she reached around him and down his back, pinching one of his buttcheeks playfully. "There. It's not a dream, see?"

Shingo flinched a little. "H-Hey!!!" He glared at Sayuki, and rose an eyebrow. "Oh, so that's how we find out nowadays?" He reached down and pinched one of hers.

"Ow!" She tried to glare back at him, but ended up failing. She was in too good of a mood for that. "You know, you didn't have to be so rough."

"You like it rough." Shingo said in a 'matter of fact' kind of way, but couldnt keep a straight face. It was good that Sayuki could take whatever he could dish out.. and most of the time she could throw it right back at him. She was probably the perfect girl to share a home with... he couldnt imagine doing it with anyone else

"Maybe I do, but you do as well." Sayuki sighed softly and grabbed his hand, nibbling at his fingertips. "So, when is this thing that some people call moving going to take place?" she asked around his skin.

Shingo grinned... Sayuki looked pretty hot like that. "Whenever you're ready... but if it were up to me, soon." He laughed lightly. "Man, your parents are going to hate me.." Was it possible for them to dislike him even more?

The blonde swept her tongue along the tips of his fingers before putting his hand down. "Oh, I'm sure that they will. But, it's not like they're ever around, anyway. They didn't even come home for Christmas." Not that Sayuki minded. It just pissed her off at how little her parents cared about her well-being.

He pulled Sayuki close to him with a breath. "Happy to take you away from this empty place."

The navigator embraced him gratefully. "Thank you, Shingo." It really meant a lot to her to hear someone say that. With a sigh of her own she kissed his lips, her arms bringing his head closer.

He knew how much she wanted to leave, and grinned lightly into the kiss.

She felt his smile and broke away, giving him a mock glare. "Are you laughing at me, Shouji? Are you really making fun of me?" Oh, that was it. Giving him one hard push with her body, Sayuki managed to roll them over so she was straddling the Night Kid.

Shingo rose an eyebrow at her, seeing that look in her eyes that she was joking. "Maybe I am, but what are you going to do about it?"

Oh, I can do a lot of things about it." Sitting quietly for a second or two, the blonde finally gave him a grin. "Something like this, perhaps?" Reaching down, she lightly grazed his still-hardened member with her fingertips.

"Heh..." Shingo reached down placing his hands on her rear-end. Feeling her lightly touch him set him back in the mood. "Is that the best you got?" He pushed her against him

Sayuki had to laugh after moaning a little. Oooh, that felt good. "Why, do you think you can do better?" she asked, raking her fingernails gently up his skin.

"Damn right!" Shingo gave her a determined look. He hated losing when a challenge presented itself... and Sayuki was usually good for that.

Leaning forward a little, the blonde nibbled on his earlobe before whispering into it, "Then prove it, Shouji." To accent her words, she gripped his cock firmly and began moving her hand up and down in tortuously long strokes.

God, it was a turn on. The way she spoke, the way she moved, and the way she touched him... already she was driving him nuts. He didnt have to say anything, she told him to prove it. He agressively pulled himself ontop of her, kissing her neck and chest while caressing her breast with one hand.

Now, they were getting somewhere. Sayuki loved it when Shingo was so aggressive like this; it was one of her favorite things about him. Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back and moaned in pleasure.

And he definately got agressive, sliding her to the edge of the bed, where he was able to really make love to her, making it a goal to make her yell wildly, clinging onto the sheets or onto him.

Everything that Shingo was doing made Sayuki gasp and hold on to his shoulders. "You're aggressive tonight," she said, laughing a little. "Have you really missed me that much?"

Shingo stayed steady. "I'm just in a good mood. Dont tell me you have a problem with it."

I'm not saying that I have a problem with it. It makes me happy when you're in a good mood." She bit his neck. "Just fishing for a compliment, that's all."

Shingo smiled, turning his head to kiss her. He looked back at Sayuki.. man, she looked beautiful. Of course she was happy when he was in a good mood... it usually meant he'd do something like this with her... if not that, something sweet... like asking her to move in with him. " Fishing for a compliment?" He breathed softly. "In that case... yeah... I..." He pulled in closer, and tried to look all tough about it... but he couldnt. Not when saying this. He leaned in against her ear, where she couldnt see the embarassed look on his face. "I.. missed you."

Such a heartfelt confession was very strange, coming from the Night Kid. Sayuki was surprised that he had even admitted such a thing. Out loud. "Well, that was quite a compliment," she responded, tickling at the back of his neck. "Glad I went fishing," the blonde said as she relaxed. If it wasn't for Shingo's weird obsession with sounding and acting tough, she would have grinned. But that would probably make him insecure, especially since he was confessing things he normally didn't even think about.

"Yeah.. well..." Shingo tried to recover from saying that, and grinned-- moving in and biting her neck back. "Glad you did too, I was able to pay you back for that bite..." He tried to distract from what he said.

“Uh-huh,” she said, her tone clearly not buying it. Shingo was being so cute! She almost couldn’t stand it. “Well, I’m glad we’re even now,” Sayuki said, referring to the biting. “I don’t know how I would be able to sleep at night if we didn’t operate on a basis of equivalent exchange,” she said, a little sarcastically.

"Well we can change that." He slid his hands down her legs, and he pulled himself closer, breathing hotly against her neck

She tried not to shiver at his actions, and also attempted to give him a glare. “Change what? Us operating on a basis of equivalent exchange?” More teasing, of course.

"I think I have the upper hand, Sayuki." Shingo grinned. "You better catch up..." He teased right back.

Sayuki pouted at him. “You’re being very unnecessary right now,” she commented. Sheesh, did he really have to look at her like that?

Shingo backed away a little, feeling a little shot down. "Alright... so how can I fix that then?" He sorta pouted back at her.

The blonde DID roll her eyes then, pulling him close. “Come here, you. You don’t have to sulk because I insulted your manliness, or whatever.” Nipping at his shoulder, she petted at his hair.

"Y-You didnt insult my manliness! My manliness is fine!!" Shingo tried defending himself, and got drawn in towards her. He felt tingles when she bit him, and seemed to calm down just a little when she started running her fingers through his hair

“Then what are you getting so upset about?” She questioned him softly, rubbing at his scalp with her fingernails. “I think you’re just being paranoid.”

He wasnt going to argue with her... the way she touched him felt nice. She felt so good... he immediately didnt want anything else other than to be with her... anything that would make her happy. Sayuki made it so that he didnt care about him anymore. When he was with her... he just wanted to do all he could to make her happy. "Hey... Sayuki..."

“Nani?” She continued to rub at his scalp, closing her eyes to concentrate. She felt so at peace; she never wanted this moment to end. Even if Shingo did freak out about stupid things like his manliness, or whatever. Sayuki’s nose wrinkled a little in humor at the thought.

He let out a short breath with a smile. "That feels good..." How was it possible.. Sayuki could rile him up, and just like that.. make him calm and timid. It annoyed him how much she was able to calm him down... but at the same time, it felt great.

“Well, I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” Sayuki said, this time letting a bit of humor into her voice. “After all, we haven’t had much time like this, right?”

"Yeah..." He liked this. He really really liked this. He would love to have this everytime he came back from work... to be in the arms of the woman he felt so deeply for... to see her... to... He placed his arms around her, falling into the comfort. "Dont know about you... but I'd like this more often."

“…Hmmm…” She pretended to think for a moment. Opening her eyes, she gave him a mischievous look. “I don’t know… I’m not quite sure if I can deal with all of your mushiness.” At Shingo’s incredulous look, she had to laugh. “I’m just kidding, Shingo. I’d really like this more often, too.”

"H-Hey!" He looked away, trying not to blush. Crap. He really was sounding pretty mushy. He gave her an annoyed look, about to defend his manliness again when she laughed and told him she was kidding. Shingo let out a breath. Figured... no matter how much he tried... in the end... Sayuki wore the pants in the relationship. He'd never admit it though. "So you good for a nap? I'm kinda beat."

“Mmm… I think so,” she said, yawning a little in the process. Pushing him onto his side, she immediately snuggled against him and pulled up the covers on her bed, using his shoulder as a pillow. There. Nice and toasty.

Shingo laughed a little and slid up to the pillows by her headboard, bringing Sayuki up with him. And just like that, Shingo felt like the man again. He closed his eyes, and smiled-- now completely content. He rubbed the lower part of Sayuki's back, feeling himself drift to sleep.

nihon_made @ 2007-04-15T23:10:00

2007-04-16T06:08:33Z

Characters Yuki and Shuichi
When Midnight, 4/16... Shuichi's Birthday
What Yuki teases Shuichi a little before giving his lover his gift.

The clock struck midnight. Shuichi was still, snuggling against Yuki. His lover had behaved the past couple hours Yuki came back home... and kept his word-- not bothering him once about his present. Though, the moment Shuichi realized it was past midnight, he looked up at Yuki pleadingly. He didnt say anything still, but Yuki knew what he was waiting for. Teasing him, the novelist closed this eyes.
"Guess I forgot to get you something." he said coldly.
Just when he heard Shuichi just about to whine, the older man opened his eyes and leaned in, kissing Shuichi gently against the lips. Pulling away just enough to hover near his lover's lips, he handed him a piece of paper. "...Happy birthday, Koibito."

The taste, the memory of it all gone.
Its shadowy remains, burned through the skin.
Thinking in circles, what have I done
Couldn't shake the horrid mess I'm in

I recognized the pain
It sent shivers through my bones,
It forces my heart to pour like rain
Nowhere is safe. Where is my home.

Torn to pieces, against your touch.
Your love-filled eyes intoxicating
Breathing life into me, its almost too much
My heart is aching

[CHORUS]
You mend my pain,
You make me sane
Though I'm crazy for you
Craving for you
What can I do
I'm drawn to your love

Cold hearted, does it deserve happiness?
Closing up again, you break down the wall
What's love, is it in your kiss?
How is it, why is it, that I fall

So lost in this
It sends shivers down my spine
When I taste your skin, taste your lips
I dont know how this love is mine

Torn to pieces, against your touch.
Your love-filled eyes fascinating
Breathing life into me, its just enough
My heart is racing

[CHORUS]
You mend my pain,
You make me sane
Though I'm crazy for you
Craving for you
What can I do
I'm drawn to your love
Drawn to your love

[[XD and yes, I wrote that myself.]]

Unfinished log. xD And backdated liek whoa.

2007-03-26T07:49:01Z

I wasn't sure if this had been posted or not; sorry if it already has! ^_^;

Characters: Shingo and Sayuki.
Date: December 21st, 2006.
Summary: Sayuki and Shingo go out to eat, while Sayuki has a few pieces of interesting news for her boyfriend. ;D
Warnings: None.

Red Hot EG6: Sayuki..
Foxy Sil Eighty: Shingo!
Red Hot EG6: I'm really sorry I havent touched base with you lately
Foxy Sil Eighty: Well, I figured you would have a good reason for it =p
Foxy Sil Eighty: What's up?
Red Hot EG6: Work, work... and what do you know? More work!
Red Hot EG6: ... and.. well.. Sayuki?
Foxy Sil Eighty: What?
Red Hot EG6: ... I... well...
Red Hot EG6: are you busy?
Red Hot EG6: I'd really like to see you.
Foxy Sil Eighty: No, I'm not busy
Foxy Sil Eighty: But why do I get a bad feeling about this? xD
Red Hot EG6: O_O!
Red Hot EG6: XD its nothing bad, Sayuki
Foxy Sil Eighty: xD Okay, good
Foxy Sil Eighty: It's just that you were acting a little strangely
Foxy Sil Eighty: But yeah, we should definitely go out for a while
Red Hot EG6: Did you want me to come pick you up?
Foxy Sil Eighty: That would be nice ^_^
Red Hot EG6: Alright. I'll be there soon!
Foxy Sil Eighty: Great~! I'll be here ^_^

Shingo sped fast towards Sayuki's house. It seemed like forever since the last he had spoke with her... and he felt awful for not contacting her... especially from the last time they had seen each other. A responsible boyfriend would've visited often, making sure she was ok... but no. Shingo panicked a little, though he truly wanted to be supportive of her. He... was in completely new grounds now. He was in foreign territory and didnt know how to deal. He went and got a job... not only because his rent money cried for it, but because he knew that if Sayuki WAS pregnant... he'd want to help her... he growled, cursing to himself. It was no excuse to not see her. In all honesty... he wanted to see her every day after their last conversation...
Before long, he had made it to Sayuki's place and walked to her door. He wore a black hoodie and dark blue, worn, jeans and knocked on the door, placing his hands back in the pockets of his hoodie as he waited.

Sayuki had still been in her room, repainting her nails. Some of the paint had chipped off and she quickly fixed it. After sitting back, she admired her purple fingernails and black toenails. It had been a good color scheme, one that she hadn’t tried before. As she was putting her nail polish away, she heard Shingo’s knock on the door. After running over to her vanity and fluffing her hair a bit, she took a deep breath and headed downstairs to let him in. She thought she looked really nice in her black sweater and blue jeans, so that gave her a little bit of confidence. After opening the door, she gave him a happy smile. “Sorry I took so long to answer the door. Here,” she said, quickly ushering him in. “Get inside before you freeze to death.”

Shingo went ahead and walked inside. He looked at her with a grin. "What, you still need to get ready to go out?" Much like a girl.

Grinning back, the blonde shut the door. “Of course! I can’t be lax with my appearance; people would think I’ve got better things to do with my time,” she teased. Shutting the door, she motioned for him to follow her. “I need to put my shoes on and find my jacket.”

"Now we wouldnt want that." Shingo smirked, following behind her and soon wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in an embrace. It was so good to see her again, and it was even better to hold her in his arms again. "Sayuki."

Leaning back against him, Sayuki had to laugh. “If you keep that up, we’re not going to have enough time to go anywhere.” But she let him hold her, for a while. It felt good; familiar. She’d missed it. “After all, I want to hear about what you’ve been doing this past month and a half.”

Shingo nodded, laughing a little. "I suppose you're right... I want to know how you've been too." He leaned in, kissing her neck and letting her go.

Collecting her shoes (the same black sneakers she had worn out on her lunch with Keisuke), she slipped them on and quickly grabbed a black leather jacket. After putting that on, she turned to Shingo. “Well, I’m ready to go if you are.” She stepped forward and teasingly played with the strings on his hoodie. “So, where should we go?”

Shingo smiled and looked up at the ceiling in thought, resting his hands on Sayuki's hips. "Well... hmmm..." He looked back down at Sayuki. "How about we go to a cafe or something? I dont know about you, but I feel like drinking something warm."

“Something warm sounds excellent,” she agreed. Stepping back, Sayuki took his hand and walked down the stairs with him. She fished her keys out of her purse and locked the door, then went with him to his EG-6. “Maybe we could go to Usui after we finish eating,” she offered. “It’s really icy this time of year- good training, though.”

Shingo nodded, very much liking that idea. "Sounds good to me." He opened the passenger side of the door and walked over to sit at the driver's seat. "I think I saw a cafe a couple blocks away."

“That sounds great to me; I haven’t really eaten anything all day.” Except for an apple. For some reason, Sayuki hadn’t been very hungry recently. “Well, since you know where we’re going, lead the way,” she said, buckling herself in.

Shingo went ahead and started the car, and drove off to where he had seen the cafe. "So, how have you spent the last month and a half?"

“Well, I would say working, but that’s not entirely true.” Leaning back, she hummed along to the song on the radio. “I’ve been getting more days off, and I’m going to be taking a few months off from work after the holidays. Other than that, I’ve just been hanging out with Mako and Keisuke.” She turned to look at him. “What about you? What kind of job did you find, anyway?”

Shingo blinked at first. "...A couple months off after the holidays?" ... did that mean...? He cleared his throat. "Well... I got a job at an autoshop actually... It's pretty nice, as far as jobs go."

Grinning, Sayuki rubbed her hands together. “Ahhh. I should have known you’d find some work with cars.” Deciding to tease him a little, she said “Well, I have some really big news for you. It has to do with my time off, in case you’re interested.”

And now he got nervous. He could've sworn he had gotten pale. Luckly they were at a red light, because he needed to prepare for this. He let out a breath. "You... do?" He wanted to say 'I know, Sayuki....Why do you think I took the job...?', but figured he should hear what she had to say first.

She could hardly contain her excitement. It really was a good thing that they were stopped. “Well, I went to the doctor’s a few weeks ago…” Just for fun, she rubbed a hand over her belly. “I got examined there, and I took another test.” A quick silence. “And I’m not pregnant. The doctor told me that it was just my body reacting to stress, and that I should take a few months off from work and just relax.”

"... ..." the light turned green and Shingo made his turn quickly, pulling over as fast as he could and stopping the car. He looked over at Sayuki, a look of pure shock and relief flowing over his face. "..." He reached over and kissed Sayuki agressively on the lips. He couldnt find the words and simply acted. After parting lips he gave her an annoyed look. "... and you rubbed your belly. Do you take pleasure in seeing me squirm like that?"

After kissing him back, she had to laugh. “Maybe a little bit of pleasure,” she teased. “Anyway, I think you deserve it for not being around.” Sayuki couldn’t stop grinning. “But, I felt like that was something you had to hear from me personally.” Nuzzling at his neck, she slipped a hand down to his stomach and started stroking the muscles there. “So… are we still okay?” This had been tormenting the navigator for a while; she had no idea where her relationship with Shingo currently stood.

Shingo nodded, placing his arms around her. "Of course we are..." a short laugh. "Even if you ended up having a kid... we'd be ok." He took a breath and decided to admit it. "It was the whole reason why I took the job." Feeling her touch him like that, he couldnt help but smile. God... he missed it.

“Awww, really? That’s sweet, Shingo.” Nipping at his ear, Sayuki smiled. “Well, are you still going to keep working? And are we going to ever eat? I’m suddenly starving.” She smoothed his hair back, feeling sentimental. She really had missed him a lot, and was really relieved that things were back on track.

"..Oh! Hai!" Shingo started the car again and continued on the drive. "You know... I think I will keep the job. If anything, our little scare there pushed me off my lazy ass and maybe I can someday start taking my girlfriend out to nice places like a boyfriend should." He loved feeling her affection. "And... I'm sorry that I disappeared for a while.... if it makes you feel better.." He started turning a little red. He wasnt used to saying this much, especially when it was about sentimental things like emotions. "I...thought about you everyday." He tried to cover up. "I guess I missed you is all."

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes at his attempt to “act like a man,” the navigator settled back for the remainder of the ride. “Well, it does make me feel better,” she said, laughing a little. “So, tell me more about your work. I think you already know all there is to know about mine, so I want to hear about your co-workers. Do you work in a general autoshop, or do you just work on a specific type of car?”

"Its a general autoshop. My coworkers arent too bad... they were kinda psyched to hear I was a racer." He made another turn. "Overall... I enjoy it. I'm actually learning a lot of stuff, so I think it might help in my driving."

The café was coming in sight. “Oh, I’m glad to hear that.” The blonde stretched a little. “And anyway, this will help you take better care of this car, in case you crash it again,” she teased. “If that happens, you can fix it yourself.”

Shingo fake-pouted and found a parking. He stopped the car and turned it off, unbuckling his seatbelt. "And... I can work on that beat up car of yours."

“That is true as well!” Getting out of the EG-6, she waited for Shingo to lock the doors. “Cheap labor, huh? I love it,” she grinned. “Although, I don’t know if you can help that car. It may be time to find a newer one.” As much as she moaned and groaned about her car, Sayuki probably wouldn’t find another one until she moved out. She had become really attached to it, by this time.

Shingo looked up and scratched his head, as they walked inside the cafe. "Or... if I get really good... I can build one for you."

Smiling, Sayuki shrugged and took his hand. “That would be nice,” she agreed. “But not necessary. Just do whatever you feel is right, okay?” They were quickly seated and given menus. “Hmmm… I’ve never been here before,” the navigator mused.

Shingo grinned, looking at the menu. "Neither have I... you know, I might just have some hot chocolate and call it good."

“Well, I’m hungry!” Looking through the menu, Sayuki laughed a little. “So I hope you don’t mind if I eat something.” She decided on soup. Hot and filling, which was just what she needed at the moment. “Like I said, I haven’t been eating much lately. So, this is a good sign.”

Shingo nodded. "Get whatever you want. I wanna keep my woman happy." He spoke with a grin and set his menu down.

A waiter came over to take their orders. “Are you two ready, or do you need more time?”

Shaking her head, the blonde put the menu down. “I think we’re both ready. I’ll just have a bowl of chicken noodle soup and some hot tea, with lemon.”

The waiter turned to Shingo. “And for you, sir…?”

"Hot chocolate." He responded, leaning back in his seat.

After their waiter walked away, Sayuki leaned forward and grinned. “So, I have some big news for you. Mako’s dating someone now.”

Shingo smiled. "You're kidding! She finally got together with someone?"

“She did! I was really surprised to hear about it, as well. She told me when she spent the weekend over at my house,” she said. “So, we should all go on a double-date or something! Mako and I want to go to the hot springs some time soon. If you’re not too busy, you should come with us.” Sayuki stopped as their drinks were delivered.

"Sounds good to me." Shingo grabbed his hot chocolate and took a sip. "So who's the lucky guy?"

“Oooh, she nabbed a good one.” She pretended to swoon. “Rich, handsome, drives an awesome car…” Sayuki laughed. “It’s actually one of the most unexpected people. I never would have seen Mako with him. She’s actually dating Takahashi Keisuke.”

Well perfect. He just HAD to be drinking when he heard the news. "T-TAKAHASHI?!" He would've never guessed. "I didnt even know that rich boy was interested in her."

“Me, either. But they’ve gone out a few times,” Sayuki said, sipping at her tea. “Mako seems to be really happy with him.” Finally, Mako could have a steady boyfriend… one that Sayuki didn’t even have to set her up with! “And that makes me really happy for the two of them.”

Shingo nodded. "I just hope 'ol Takahashi doesnt go and do something stupid." He took another drink of hot chocolate.

“I don’t think he will, but with Keisuke, you never know.” Finally getting started on the soup that had arrived, she sighed in happiness. Oh, yeah… nothing like soup to warm you up. “He may end up doing something stupid like that Iketani guy, or he may be the perfect one. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see,” she said, before eating another spoonful of broth.

"I guess so!" Shingo smiled at Sayuki. "Sorry to change the subject, but... what are your plans for Christmas?"

“Nothing, yet.” She took another sip of tea before continuing. “Since my parents are Brazil right now, I was considering asking Mako to spend Christmas with me. But I’m sure she’ll spend it with her own family. So, I’ll probably just spend it alone, like I usually do. What about yourself?”

"I'll probably just hang out at my apartment... I think some of the Night Kids are going to get together, so I might do that... otherwise, I'm not sure." He drank more cocoa.

“Well, if you don’t end up hanging out with the Night Kids, you should come over for a while.” She quickly finished off her soup and her tea. “Oooh, that was good. The best meal I’ve had in quite a while.” Sayuki was looking forward to what came next… their drive on Usui. Having never seen Shingo drive a pass in winter before, she was curious to see how he’d handle things.

"Sure thing." Shingo finished his cocoa, and paid the tab. "I'm glad you liked it, Sayuki." He got up and walked with Sayuki back to the EG6. "Usui time." Shingo was excited about this.

“Yeah, I’m looking forward to it.” Once they were safely strapped in, the navigator had to laugh. “Mako and I went up there when she spent the weekend with me; we have a lot to work on.” However, for now she just wanted to concentrate on Shingo’s driving. “I assume you’re able to remember how to find your way there, so I’ll shut up now.”

Shingo laughed. "No problem. Talk away, Sayuki." He started his way up to the mountain. The roads were slightly slick, which would make the downhill a bit dangerous. This made Shingo all the more excited.

Even though she didn’t have to, Sayuki still watched for obstacles for him. After all, driving in winter on the pass was incredibly dangerous. And since she was trained to, she instinctively watched out for ice, oncoming traffic, etc. Luckily, they made it safely to the top of Usui. It was deserted, which didn’t really surprise the blonde at all. “I guess no one felt like driving up here tonight,” she murmured to herself.

nihon_made @ 2007-03-25T02:53:00

2007-03-25T08:55:44Z

Characters: Hiro and K.
Date: Late night March 24th, 2007.
Summary: The "K is human?!" log. Hiro gets kidnapped by K and is shipped off to get some extra work done. IM to log.
Warnings: A little long, but nothing too bad.

tehmagnum: HIRO-KUN~!
xWise Guitaristx: o_o
xWise Guitaristx: Uh, hello, K-san.
tehmagnum: How are you this, wonderful fine day?
xWise Guitaristx: ....I'm fine. Why?
tehmagnum: Nothing nothing, what are you doing this moment?
xWise Guitaristx: ...Why do you want to know?
tehmagnum: I'm only curious. Does a manager need a reason to see what his musicians are up to?
xWise Guitaristx: Normally, no.
xWise Guitaristx: With you, absolutely.
xWise Guitaristx: And that reason is usually bad.
tehmagnum: What's that supposed to mean??
xWise Guitaristx: I think you know exactly what, K-san.
xWise Guitaristx: So, what do you want?
tehmagnum: Oh no....answer me first. Are you doing anything at the moment? xWise Guitaristx: I'm taking a break from figuring out new chords for some of our songs.
xWise Guitaristx: Why?
tehmagnum: GOOD! Come with me to the next room!
xWise Guitaristx: ...What?
tehmagnum: ...you heard me. I've been waiting a while.
xWise Guitaristx: K-san, you are crazy.
tehmagnum: Excuse me? Look do I need to drag you out??
xWise Guitaristx: Well, yes.
xWise Guitaristx: I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what you're going to do with me.
tehmagnum: Oh I'll tell you what I'm going to do with you. You're going to make up lost time with N-G right NOW!
xWise Guitaristx: What? Why now?
tehmagnum: How should I put this, you wasted the company's time and now the company will waste YOURS! Now get out here.
xWise Guitaristx: Wouldn't it make more sense for me to just stay late for a few days, instead of making me come in now?
xWise Guitaristx: After all, I would already be there, and so would you.
tehmagnum: It would, by why give you such luxuries? Now come out of your own free will or I'll make you come out.
xWise Guitaristx: *sigh*
xWise Guitaristx: All right, all right.
tehmagnum: Good boy...

Hiro gave the computer screen a glare at that last message. K-san was lucky that Hiro was polite. Otherwise, he'd be tempted to give the blond the finger the next time he saw him. Which was going to be rather soon, here.

Flipping the cellphone shut K waited right outside Hiro's door with a catty grin.

Hiro rolled his eyes as soon as he saw the manager waiting outside of his apartment complex. Once he finished walking down the stairs, the redhead walked over to the American, grumbling all the while. "I still think this is unnecessary, K-san." But Hiro knew it was better not to fight back.

"Just be a good boy and do your work and you'll be out in no time!" K grinned and literally dragged the guitarist to his car. "You walk too slow..."

"It's hard to walk when you have someone dragging you most of the way," Hiro helpfully pointed out. But he got into the car and clicked his seatbelt together, knowing that he would probably need its protection before long.

Climbing in his side, he turns the key and soon the engine roars to life, and they go on their way. After a good distance, the come to a halt before the tall N-G Company Main Studio building. "Alright! OUT! Let's begin~!"

Getting out and stretching a little, the guitarist faithfully made his way into the building. Turning around, he noted that the American was at his heels, grinning like a cat. "...So, where are we going?" Hiro asked hesitantly. Honestly, the American scared him sometimes....

"You'll see." Pushing Hiro forward and into the building he moves him up stairs and to an elevator to a high floor. As soon as they were out, K dragged him by the collar down the dark hallway to an empty room. "In here!" He tossed the guitarist in.

Okay, now Hiro was officially freaked. He turned around, so his back wasn't to the crazy American. "K-san! What the...?"

Motioning to the table across from them to an open box with stacks of CD's laying about it. "Autogurafu those and then go through that pile of photo's over there afterwards. Toss out any pictures that aren't of Bad Luck's faces or are out of focus. We'll start there," K spoke while tossing a Sharpie onto the table.

With a heavy sigh, Hiro sat down at the table. Damn, busy work. The redhead hated the stuff. But, since it was part of his job, he began dutifully grabbing CDs and signing them.

As this was going on, K sat not to far away from his musician, polishing his precious Magnum awaiting Hiro to finish.

After a while, the guitarist pushed his chair away from the table a little to stretch out his sore muscles. He'd been sitting like that for what seemed like forever. Hiro spared K a look, glancing at him nervously. "Do you really have to do that right here? It's a little creepy."

"What are you talking about? This," the manager asked holding up his gun. He then set it down as he was finished and pulled out a box of bullets from nowhere and began to load it. "I'm done so don't worry. Are you finished?"

Almost," Hiro replied, and gestured to a small stack of CDs. "Those are the only ones I have left to do."

"Good boy! I'm impressed," he cried out happily. Bored again in moments, he pulled out a rifle and began to polish that instead.

With a sigh, the redhead went back to finishing his task. "Why do I even bother?" he asked, to no one in particular. After a few minutes, he turned his head to speak to K. "I'm finished."

K looked up and smiled. "Very good! Now do the Photos, but first, hold still. I think this scope is off." Holding up the rifle he takes aim, looking at Hiro's face through the cross hairs. "I wonder why the Scope is so messed up..."

"Hey!" Instinctively, Hiro ducked out of the way. "I'm not some target you can just point your gun at!"

"It's only the scope I'm talking about! Hold still and don't be such a baby," K called out, moving the gun around to get a point of reference off of Hiro.

"I am not being a baby! You're the one without any common sense, K-san!" But Hiro knew it was useless to argue. The American only listened to himself... or the voices in his head.

Finally after a moment he removes the scope and tosses it away, "Well that's why it's off, it's cracked! I shame myself for that." K looked down to Hiro and shakes his head. "What on Earth are you doing down there?? Get to work!"

Another sigh. No wonder Fujisaki wanted to quit so much... The redhead did get back to work, but only after giving himself a minute so his heart rate could go back to normal.

Lowers the rifle and finishes the polishing job. "Hiro-kun, just a random question but why would you miss out on work just to play some silly game?"

Purposefully ignoring the American for a minute or two, Hiro finally responded after signing a few dozen photographs. "Because everyone needs a break now and again, K-san. Playing that game with Shuichi may be silly, but it definitely made me feel more relaxed and less stressed out."

"Oh~! Okay, a relief of stress. Interesting. You know what I do to relieve stress," he asked, loading the shells into the gun. "I go to the firing range," he informed, taking a good aim and fires, blasting a photograph that was in Hiro's hands to shreds. Happy that nothing was destroyed as the shot was fired out of the open window next to Hiro, he set the rifle down to reload it.

Hiro rubbed at his temples. "I have a headache," he muttered to himself. Putting the shreds of the photograph down, he said in a much louder voice: "K-san, you are a freak." He was a little frazzled by that shot, but figured it would be best to not show his fear to the older man.

"Oh that hurts," the Manager pouted and sets the rifle down. "Do my guns really bother you THAT much, Hiro-kun? I'll put them away if they scare you so much."

"Any normal person with a shred of common sense would be scared of you and your guns," Hiro said. "So, yes, if you wouldn't mind putting them away... it's not the best way to encourage morale."

Shocked that the little redheaded musician spoke up, K holstered the Magnum and tucked the rifle away. Allowing Hiro to resume his work, K decided to find something else to do, and began to dig though a few empty boxes to find what he was looking for.

Hiro tried to ignore the American, and began signing more photos. But after a while, he put down the marker and sighed. "What are you looking for, K-san?"

"Ah HA! Found it," he exclaimed while sitting. Instead of answering Hiro, he instead put his object to use. POP!

Rolling his eyes, Hiro glared at the older man. "Will you stop acting like a little kid?!" he scolded, throwing another look at the American, who was currently holding a piece of bubblewrap.

K looked up with a 'deadly intent' look on his face, "Excuse me! Who skipped work to play some kiddy game on the Playstation?"

Hey, I'm young! I can do that kind of thing and be okay with it. You on the other hand, you're almost an old man. I don't think you can really compare those two things. It's almost like comparing rice and sushi."

"Old man?! Hiro-kun, if you want to be done, I'd watch your tongue. I can make you stay here all night. Would you like that? Besides, who would compare rice and sushi anyway," K replied in an angered tone. POP POP POP!

Ahhh, so K was a little sensitive about his age, eh? Hiro mentally filed that away, just in case he ever needed to use it again. "Gomen nasai," he said, but there wasn't really any feeling behind it. So, he went back to signing pictures in the now-tense silence.

POP! POP! ...POP! K vented out his anger on the innocent sheet of bubblewrap, scheming up a new workload for the baby that was signing and sorting pictures.

After about a half-hour, Hiro was finally done with the pictures. "Okay, K-san, I'm finished with those. Can I go home now?"

"Oh no...you have a few more things to do.” Getting up he went into the hallway and after a few minutes brought back a some paper and a pen, followed by a smaller box, and a 3-Ring Binder. He slammed all objects onto said table and motioned to them. "On the tablet, write your feelings about Bad Luck and what it's like to work under Seguchi Touma of Nittle Grasper. It's for a Magazine and will be edited by Touma-san so I'd choose words carefully. we'll worry about the rest in a moment," K muttered and sat down to return to his popping.

Nodding slightly, Hiro took the paper and pen and got to work. Since he was a really good writer, he filled a few sheets of paper rather quickly, raving about Bad Luck and Seguchi Touma, naturally.

Seeing as that backfired, K was hoping round 2 would go better, "Learned anything yet tonight?"

“Other than that you're sensitive about your age and that I absolutely hate busy work? Not really," Hiro had to give K a boyish grin as he leaned back in his chair. "I kid, I kid."

Deep blue eyes narrow to slits. "Yeah you're a kid alright, but let's get back to reality. I need to reassure Touma-san that you won't skip out work again. Now tell me you submit to me and maybe the busy work will go away."

Hiro's eyebrows raised a little. "Excuse me? Submit to you? I refuse, respectfully. But I'll try and not to skip out on work as much."

"I'm your manager, how can I manage what I don't know! Besides, I need you to at least write down a statement to Touma-san personally as well. So have fun with that," K informed, popping away.

"I really don't know why. After all, I'm not nearly as bad as Shuichi is," Hiro grumbled. Now he suspected that K-san was just making up stuff for him to do.

"Oh Shuichi 'bared his throat' so to speak, so I know I have him in line, it's you I need to make sure has your full attention on your job. Now I'm usually lax I admit but there's a contract deadline approaching," K informed to the younger man.

"Don't worry, my full attention is on my job. You know how hard I work, K-san. Fujisaki and I aren't slackers."

"I know you aren't, but I need to make sure you'll be in my command when the time demands it. ...by the way are you done already?"

"Hai, hai," Hiro sighed, and handed the pad of paper to K. "I still think you're doing this just to piss me off, though."

"Why would I want to do that," K asked, taking the pad into his hands and reading it over, "I have my own agenda as well, Hiro-kun."

Oh, that I have no doubt of," the guitarist agreed wryly. He could really use a cigarette right about now, but doubted that K would let him go yet. "So, what's next on your 'agenda'?"

As he reads through Hiro-kun's writing as best as he could, the manager replied, "Pick up the shreds of photograph off the floor and toss the bad photos. Then in the binder place your favorite photos in there. After that, sign those 10 magazines but add a different comment to each one, to a fan in general."

"Sir, yes, sir!" Hiro replied with a sarcastic salute. Glancing over the photos, he had a hard time picking out his favorites. So, the process was a little tedious.

The American glared at the silly Japanese boy but shook it off. "Tell me am I reading this wrong or does your handwriting really suck that much," he asked rereading what he could.

"Iie, I think you're just reading it wrong, K-san. Everyone else seems to be able to read it just fine," Hiro replied, picking out more photos. Finally finished with the task, he turned his attention to the magazines.

Rolling his eyes he tossed it aside and watched the time and then muttered, "Okay, finish that and I'll see if you're done."

It took Hiro a little while to finish, but he finally did. It was really hard trying to come up with 10 different ways of saying the same thing. Putting the marker down, he stretched once more. "So, am I done, K-san?"

Still minding the bubblewrap he asked, "What's the time, Hiro-kun?"

Glancing at the watch on his wrist, Hiro replied, "A little after 12:30 in the morning."

K does a little calculating and sets the wrap down. "Tell me at least you won't skip again, then I'll answer."

The redhead sighed a little. "Didn't we already establish that? I mean, wasn't that the whole point of me writing that letter to Seguchi-san and all that?" Damn, K's logic made no sense to him. Either that or the blond just didn't listen.

"Speak it straight to me."

A little bit of a pout from the guitarist. Crossing his arms over his chest, he sighed again. "Are you actually listening, then? I won't skip again. Happy?"

"Thank you. Now your done."

Hiro breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you." Getting up, he cracked his neck a few times, then shot a look at the blond. "Are you not going to drive me home if I don't submit to you again?" he asked, half teasing. Only half, though. There was a good chance that K really wouldn't drive him home unless he did something else for the American.

"Did you clean up that photograph," K asked checking his cellphone.

Hiro knew it. "Hai, K-sama," he said a little sarcastically. "I did everything you asked me to." Boy, was the guitarist in a pissy mood right now.

"Are those photographs you picked out in Numerical Order?" Inwardly K was laughing evilly.

"Of course not. You never said anything about putting them in numerical order."
"Of course not. You never said anything about putting them in numerical order."

Punching in a text message to the person that messaged him first, he spoke dully, "Number one is your favorite, and number 2 is your second favorite...so on..."

Hiro sighed. Loudly. "I'm not an idiot, K-san. I know what 'putting things in numerical order' means. But why does it matter, just as long as you have my favorites? What if I like them all equally? And you said I was done already," Hiro pointed out. He was done with this crap. He'd walk home if he had to.

He doesn't even look up to Hiro when he's sending off the message to the person on the other side. He speaks dully, "We're done for sure then, let's go. I'll return you home."

"Arigatou," Hiro said, waiting for the blond to finish playing with his phone. He could really go for a hot meal and shower now... plus that cigarette he'd been craving.

Assessing everything and setting things away to turn into Touma-san, he doesn't even wait for Hiro, he just grabs his collar and drags him out. "Next time you skip, it'll be worse. Much worse."

"Hai, hai, I get it," the guitarist answered dryly, letting himself be dragged out of the N-G building. "Thanks for the reminder."

"Good! No worries then," he said happily throwing the redhead into the car, "Now all we have to work on is your surrender complex and we're better."

Arching a brow, Hiro buckled himself in once again. "Surrender complex? I really don't think you have to work on something like that, K-san."

Realizing he spoke out loud he shook his head while climbing in and driving the 2 off into the night, " I'm a bit tired, you didn't hear that."

I think I did," the guitarist said, sneaking a glance at the blond. "Why does something like that really matter to you, anyway?" he asked, pressing the American for answers.

"It's what we American's call "a need-to-know basis", you don't need to know right now. Now sit tight we're almost to your home," K sighed as his phone rang off another message.

Well, I think I should know, since it kind of involves me," Hiro grumbled, but relented on the interrogation. He couldn't help but heave a little sigh of relief once his apartment complex came into view. Finally, this crazy night could be over.

When his phone rang off again, K sighed. "Doesn't anyone have patience anymore?!" He then pulled infront of the building.

Obviously not," Hiro answered, slightly amused. Even K had his off days; how funny. Once the car stopped moving, Hiro unclicked his seatbelt. "Arigatou for the ride, K-san."

"Hai hai, I'll see you again soon," K replied yawning a bit. Today just wasn't his day.

LOG TIME

2007-03-22T08:29:48Z

characters: K & Shuichi
date: 3/20, late night
summary: K drags Shuichi to work late at night, to make up for Shuichi's lack of work [IM to LOG]
warnings: grumpy Shuichi, crazy K XD

tehmagnum: Shindou Shuichi-kun...
xtechnopockyx: K-san!
xtechnopockyx: ... Am I in trouble again?
tehmagnum: depends...we just need to talk about your schedule. You see you through things off by ditching work the other day and now your work is piling up.
xtechnopockyx: A-ah. Maybe a little! But Me and Hiro can get it all caught up before we get fitted tomorrow~
tehmagnum: IS that what you think?
xtechnopockyx: YES!
tehmagnum: *buzz sound* WRONG?!
xtechnopockyx: O_O
tehmagnum: You will be making the time up!!!
xtechnopockyx: O_O!!
xtechnopockyx: K-san, you're so cruel!!! ;o;
tehmagnum: -coming from you! You have a contract to hold up remember? You have no time to waste! Starting as of now, you'll be doing today's work and another days work to make up the loss!
xtechnopockyx: Whaaaat?!
xtechnopockyx: But I'm at home! I'll start tomorrow
tehmagnum: ...
tehmagnum: I can fix that
xtechnopockyx: NO! THIS IS MY YUKI TIME
xtechnopockyx: NO NO NO NO
tehmagnum: You took the company's time and now, the company will take YOUR time
xtechnopockyx: NO NO NO
xtechnopockyx: I REFUSE
xtechnopockyx: DISRESPECTFULLY
tehmagnum: Oh you're so funny this evening! I'm amused!
tehmagnum: However, you can't delay the inevitable.
tehmagnum: Be ready Shindou-kun
xtechnopockyx: O__O
xtechnopockyx: NO
tehmagnum: Sou
xtechnopockyx: I'm... uh.. sick. I can't work until tomorrow
tehmagnum: oh that reminds me, I've got more bullets now. Hee~! Now you don't have a choice!! >3
xtechnopockyx: But I'm SICK
tehmagnum: Don't worry some Iron and a little vitamin C will work just fine for you! I have both! Besides, you don't need to be healthy doing make-up work.
xtechnopockyx: Sure I do! I, uh... can't leave
tehmagnum: You can't leave...?
tehmagnum: I can fix that too!
xtechnopockyx: No
xtechnopockyx: NO
tehmagnum: "No. NO" are those the only words in your vocabulary?
xtechnopockyx: YES
tehmagnum: This explains why you haven't written a new song in a while...
tehmagnum: However, you ARE going to make this up.
tehmagnum: Right. Now.
tehmagnum: Or do I need to tell Tohma-san a few things??
xtechnopockyx: NOOOOO
xtechnopockyx: wait
xtechnopockyx: What things? O_o
tehmagnum: Tohma doesn't know of your 'skipping work' escapade...yet.
tehmagnum: Who knows what will happen then.
xtechnopockyx: Oh... ^_^; I'm sure he's noticed
tehmagnum: There's a few others, but I'll keep those for later...however, you're going to come in right now. I'm sure your Yuki won't miss you.
xtechnopockyx: HE MIGHT
tehmagnum: I'm sure I can persuade him otherwise. Now get your things in order. It's going to be a l e n g t h y night.
xtechnopockyx: WHY?!
tehmagnum: Your deadline's coming up soon, this is the best for Bad Luck, and this work needs to be done...or do you need inspiration?
xtechnopockyx: O_O
xtechnopockyx: Uhh....
xtechnopockyx: YES
xtechnopockyx: and that is why I can't come in
tehmagnum: ok, well then, I guess I'll put up a penalty game! You don't get work done, YOU are at MY mercy!!
tehmagnum: That should be enough I hope
xtechnopockyx: O_O
xtechnopockyx: I can't come in now
xtechnopockyx: I'm too scared
tehmagnum: Do I need to physically remove you?
xtechnopockyx: NO
xtechnopockyx: You can just leave me right here :D
tehmagnum: Shuichi-kun, have you heard that most Instant Messenger services can be done via phone?
tehmagnum: Random I know, but answer me.
xtechnopockyx: O_O
xtechnopockyx: Uh... yes
xtechnopockyx: I knew that! :D
tehmagnum: So...conversations as our current one can be done like that right?
xtechnopockyx: wait... why?
tehmagnum: Shuichi-kun, turn around.

Shuichi turned around, and met face-to-face with his manager! His purple eyes widened.

K flips his cell shut and looked down with much delight on his prey with a sharp gaze.

"K-san! You scared me! Go away! I wanna go to bed! Can't you see I'm in my pajamas??" How frightening. A manager that sneaks into one's house to drag him, against his will, to work.

Looking around at Shuichi's place, "...and your clothes would be where?"

The singer glared at the blond. "In my room, you crazy American!" But he figured there was no way out of this. "Hold on, I'll go them then," he grumbled.

The manager didn't have to say anything; it went all to plan as expected. All he did was smile and wait, and make sure that Shuichi's window and other escape options were either blocked or nailed shut in the meantime.

Shuichi, of course, had tried to escape through the window, but to no avail. Shrugging, he grabbed some clothes and changed quickly, then reemerged. "Alright, fine, let's get this over with so I can come home and get some sleep."

"No problem~!" Motions for Shuichi to move first, before following the singer to the main entrance.

Shuichi grabbed his keys on his way out, and locked the front door. Leading K down the steps, they eventually reached K's vehicle... The one that would transport Shuichi to his miserable night. The price he was paying for skimping out on work...

All the while, K had the expression like a cat that had gotten the cream. Motioning for Shuichi to enter the car, he climbed in and started it up, checking his cell to make sure that NG Practice Studios 1 and 2 were still open like planned.

Once inside, Shuichi pulled his knees to his chest, bracing himself for the worst. He had a feeling he was going to be sleeping at the studio. Sighing, he looked at K. "What am I gonna have to do?"

K disappeared behind closed doors for a few minutes than reappears with a box and drops it on the table in the center of the room. Cutting it open, he sets down stacks of CD cases with a few Sharpie Markers. "Here, sign all of these. We'll start small and get to the other stuff afterwards"

He began signing the cases. After doing about 4, he put the marker down. "Okay, I'm done. See ya later!" Getting up, he started to walk away.

"Oh no~!" K snatched the singer than shoved him back in a chair. "You aren't leaving until it is ALL done. Along with a few other things..."

Giving K the finger, he went back to signing CD cases. After about 20 minutes, he put the marker down once again, and rubbing his wrist. "How come I'm the only one who has to do this?!"

As K was looking at a laptop screen for a moment, he loads the Magnum. "Consider this Solitary duty. If Hiro was here, you two would do nothing but complain instead of work. But don't worry, Hiro has a designated case as well."

Good. As long as he wasn't the only suffering punishment. "Fine, fine." The signer picked up his marker and began signing cases again. After another hour or so, Shuichi's eyelids were getting very heavy and he was having trouble staying awake.

BANG! The smoking barrel of the Magnum was tucked away, while K watched Shuichi with interest after that first shot of the night.

"I'm awake! Jesus." Shuichi said. He put his head down on the desk. "This marker is making my head hurt, K-san." Maybe if he just closed his eyes for a few seconds....

“Having fun yet Shuichi?”

"K-san... I see colors....." Shuichi whined, signing another case.

"I'm feeling dizzy a bit myself, ok! Break! Let's go next door for a moment..." K shakes his head a tad making way to the door.

Excited to finally get away from the work, Shuichi eagerly hopped out of his seat and followed K out. He breathed in a few deep breaths to clear his head. "Can I go home now?"

"Silly Shuichi," the Manager replied, coughing a little, "we've only just begun!"

"... I don't feel very good though.... My head hurts. Can I please go home?" Shuichi whined, tugging on K's sleeve. He didn't want to do anymore work.

Breaking out some headache medicine and hot tea out for Shuichi, K rests his head against the wall and mutters, "No not yet, just one more thing..."

Accepting the tea and medicine, Shuichi quickly downed them. "Sankyuu, K-san. Now, what's this 'one more thing'?" Shuichi didn't like the sound of that at all.

Disappearing into another smaller room and after fishing around for a moment, brings out another box and sets it onto that table, followed by an ink pen and a pad of paper, and finally a large plastic sack full of random things. "Here," he said simply motioning to the items.

Shuichi just stared at K. "and what the hell am I supposed to do with this stuff?" He rummaged through the box, wondering what the deal was.

Taking some medicine and tea himself the Manager replied. "In the box you'll find photos taken of you and Bad Luck. I need you to go through them all and throw out any of the out of focus pictures or one's that aren't of your faces." He takes a sip of tea and sighs, continuing, "In the bag is samples of random merchandise that NG will be releasing of Bad Luck. On the paper I need you to write what you think about them and what should be changed if you don't like it, minimum of 50 words...each."

"You're joking." Shuichi said, more of a statement than a question. "Fuck this in the ear. I'm going home." He stood up and started to leave. Like hell he was going to write about stupid merchandise.

The barrel of the magnum was at Shuichi's temple in no time flat. "Oh no...this is what you missed and you WILL do it. I won't take anymore laziness out of you right now. This has to be done! Now sit down or I'll chain your legs to the floor."

Once again, Shuichi resumed his spot at the table. He looked at all the stuff he had to do and rolled his eyes. How silly. But... the sooner he finished, he sooner he got to go home. He decided to start with the merchandise. Scribbling his thoughts on the various objects, he was finished with that in about half an hour. Luckily, it was pretty easy since he liked just about everything in the bag.

K noticed that after much pushing how Shuichi finally set to work and was very impressed with the fact that there were no more whines or resistance coming from the Singer. He checked his sell and regarded the musician after finishing his tea, "Shuichi, don't bother with the photos we can do that tomorrow. It's rather late, why don't we call it an evening?"

Shuichi looked up. "You mean it?! I can go??" He jumped up, grinning widely. "Yatta!" Doing a little dance, he looked at K "Ano... will you at least take me home?"

K laughed heartily, "Of course I need to at least don't I? A Manager always takes care of his musicians." After rearranging things and setting things up for tomorrow, he leads Shuichi down the stairs, down an elevator, and out the building to his car. "...besides I have to pick up something anyways...,"he added thoughtfully.

Shuichi wanted to ask, but at the same time, he really didn't want to know. With K, it could be almost anything. "Sankyuu, K-san!" Hopping into his manager's car, the pink haired singer let out a sigh of relief. At least his part was done.

After starting on their way, K answered his cell to speak in English, "Make sure the whole building is surrounded. No one goes in or out!" After hanging up, they pulled in front of the singer's residence. "Here we go, Shuichi, and Sanks for coming in," he said cheerfully to the pink haired boy.

Giving K a strange look, Shuichi opened the door and jumped out. "Not like I had a choice." he said under his breath. "No problem, K-san. I'll see you tomorrow!" With that, he ran up to the apartment, letting himself in.

As K drove off, he made another call to the same party as before after waving a goodbye to Shuichi. "I'll extract the target momentarily," he informed; making his way to an alley behind the residence of Nakano Hiroshi...

LOG TIME

2007-03-20T00:14:57Z

characters: Yuki & Shuichi
date: 2 weeks ago.. maybe XD;
Summary: Shuichi convinces Yuki to play Karaoke Revolution XD [im to log; unfinished]
warnings: none ^^

xtechnopockyx: YUKI! GUESS WHAT?
Tragic Romnce: Huh? What.
xtechnopockyx: Oh... Maybe I told you.
xtechnopockyx: NO
xtechnopockyx: I didn't!
xtechnopockyx: WE're going on tour! :D I talked to Seguchi-san about it
xtechnopockyx: Oh! He has a birthday present for you
Tragic Romnce: Yeah? I'm actually surprised Seguchi hasnt invaded the apartment to give it to me yet.
xtechnopockyx: T_T Yes... Well...
xtechnopockyx: He wont tell me what it is ;-;
Tragic Romnce: I'm sure he'll approach me whenever he's ready to
xtechnopockyx: ^_^
xtechnopockyx: HEY. You should play Karaoke Revolution with me!
Tragic Romnce: ... No.
xtechnopockyx: ;------; Why?!
Tragic Romnce: .... why do you want me to play that game with you?
Tragic Romnce: I'm a writer, not a singer.
xtechnopockyx: You don't have to be a singer to play!
xtechnopockyx: Chibiusa isn't a singer and SHE plays!
xtechnopockyx: It'll be fun!
xtechnopockyx: ;-; Please?
Tragic Romnce: Isnt Chibiusa a brat?
xtechnopockyx: She's a lot like me...
Tragic Romnce: ... so yeah, she's a brat
xtechnopockyx: T__T What did that have to do with anything??
Tragic Romnce: My point is, she's a kid. I'm a grown man.
Tragic Romnce: I dont sing.
xtechnopockyx: I'm a grown man!!!! ANd I sing! Sakuma-san is a grown man! HE'S OLDER THAN YOU!
xtechnopockyx: And he sings :D
Tragic Romnce: ... thats because you're musicians. Its your occupation.
xtechnopockyx: .... So?!
Tragic Romnce: So its makes sense that you sing
xtechnopockyx: Of course it does! But you can still sing! You dont have to be a musician to sing
Tragic Romnce: Ok, well then why do you want ME to play? You have plenty of other people who will play that game with you.
xtechnopockyx: Because I've never seen you sing before! And I wanna play with you!
Tragic Romnce: ... You'll have to try harder than that, honey.
xtechnopockyx: Are you saying there's a chance you'll play?!
Tragic Romnce: If you convince me to.
xtechnopockyx: OMG
xtechnopockyx: YUKI PLEASE PLAY
xtechnopockyx: I'll make you a cake
Tragic Romnce: .. You've made me cake.
xtechnopockyx: I'll jump out naked!
xtechnopockyx: I'll put ribbons in my hair
Tragic Romnce: Not convinced.
xtechnopockyx: I'll.... hm.... clean the apartment?
xtechnopockyx: And....
xtechnopockyx: HMm..
xtechnopockyx: Not offer up our place for parties? :D?
Tragic Romnce: .. getting there.
xtechnopockyx: I'll do all the shopping for the next month? I wont bother you while you're working?
Tragic Romnce: Now you're just trying too hard.
Tragic Romnce: ... will it really make you happy?
xtechnopockyx: :D YES!
Tragic Romnce: ... then I'll do it.
xtechnopockyx: OMG YAY! Let's go! I still have it hooked up! :D I'll meet you in fornt of the tv!
Tragic Romnce: .. goddammit...

Shuichi practically flew out of his room, not even bothering to turn off his keyboard or anything. He made a beeline for the TV, and made sure the game was still in the system, and making sure everything was attached. He grabbed his microphones, and plugged them in. The boy was floating around, amazed that Yuki had actually agreed.

Yuki got out of his office, walking over to the living room, removing his glasses and his headband. "... alright, lets get this over with."

The musician could hardly contain his excitement. He was going to get to hear Yuki sing! He was sure he was the only person in the world that would get that pleasure. Turning everything on, Shuichi handed a microphone to Yuki, and grabbed a controller, skipping all the menus.

He sat on the couch leaning back... unenthusiastically. He looked at the look in Shuichi's face though... that was almost worth it.

Handing the controller to his lover, he hopped onto the couch. "Pick a song!" Something clawed at the back of his mind, telling him that Yuki was going to sing one note, say he was done, and walk back to his study. Shuichi carefully ignored that thought and grinned excitedly.

"Pick one for me." Yuki said. "... I'll say yes or no."

Shrugging, Shuichi rolled through various songs, stopping on random songs to see if they would be up to Yuki's liking. Finally stopping on a slower song, Shuichi looked at the blond. "How about this one?!"

nihon_made @ 2007-03-19T00:01:00

2007-03-19T07:06:36Z

Who: Kaoru and Tohma (bet you were never expecting that XD )
When: Sunday March 18
Where: N-G Studios
What: Kaoru goes to make a business deal with Tohma
Warnings: Big blocks of text and a semi-long log

Kaoru ran a hand down the front of his suit before walking into the studio. His mother decided he and Hikaru were finally ready to start handling the family businesses. His twin was off at a computer company and he, had decided to start here.
While his mother's (and eventually Hikaru and his) clothes-line was fashionable and certainly quick to sell, it needed a mass appeal as well. If only the rich and those who desired to be rich bought the clothing, than it was only a matter of time before copy-cats sold them cheaper, in mass-production, and of a lesser quality.
So, decision in mind, Kaoru (with the final go ahead from his mother) had arranged for a meeting with the head of the studio to see if a deal for certain bands to be outfitted in Hitachiin new clothes could be arranged.

Tohma picked up the daily planner his secretary had left for him and let his eyes scan over the details quickly. His first appointment was quite different from the rest of his day. He had been a little uncertain about scheduling the meeting, but figured it couldn't hurt. Some of his bands could use a bit of a face lift after all. He had one band in particular in mind when he agreed to the meeting with the clothing executive.
He set down the list and stood up, walking over to the window to stare out at the city. He had always tried to make sure his own fashion choices fit with the roles he played, but he wondered what the current trends were and how they would fit with the image his company already had. Tohma glanced at his watch, noticing that the time for his meeting was near.

A knock at the door signaled the arrival of the clothing executive and Kaoru smiled warmly at the secretary, causing her to blush. He had an idea what she was thinking, probably along the lines that he was so young but, he didn't bother as he turned and watched the door open.
"Seguchi Tohma-sama, a pleasure to meet you," he stated as he bowed at the waist when he saw the head of the N-G recording company come out.

Tohma smiled warmly as he stepped out of his office to greet his guest. He was a bit younger then Tohma had expected but he didn't let his expression change. Age didn't mean anything in business any more, Tohma knew that from experience. He gave a slight bow in response.
"Welcome to N-G. It is nice to meet you as well. Please come inside and let us begin our meeting." Tohma held the large door open for his young guest. "Please have a seat on the couch and make yourself comfortable."

Kaoru did as asked, setting his portfolio and briefcase beside him on the couch.
He smiled at him, a bit nervous without his mother guiding him or his brother there for support.
"I'm very honored you would allow this meeting, Seguchi-sama. Your company was on top of the Hitachiin Label list for our newest endeavor."

Tohma seated himself on the opposite couch, the coffee table between them. He studied the boy across from him as he spoke.
"It's my pleasure. N-G is very conscious of the voice of the public and staying with trends is always important when you are in the spotlight as our artists are. I am curious to see what it is your company could do to enhance the image of some of our bands."

"Well the Hitachiin's hope that this newest project will be profitable for both parties. The idea is for one or several of the bands under your recording label to wear our clothes for interviews, public affairs, and even concerts. Our newest line is being aimed, at the moment, at a less formal and lower income demographic. We are constantly attempting to beat the competition, I'm sure you can understand, and this particular move in business is meant to cease any future attempts at lesser quality fake-brands."

Tohma nodded and sat back against the chair. His face now changed from the friendly smile to the stern look of a businessman. It was time to get to work.
"I understand what your aim is, but how can I be certain that the apparel you will be presenting to my groups will be appropriate? There is a certain image that N-G must uphold and since we already appeal to a wide range of ages, I must be certain that your company would stay true to our company's standards of appealing to everyone"

Kaoru nodded his head and picked up his portfolio of his and his mother's sketches, sliding it across the table.
"Of course, Seguchi-sama, your concern is understandable. Here, these are but a few of the 100 newest designs in line for production. They range from classic designs of the Hitachiin brand to our more couture. I can have all one hundred sent here immediately if you'd like. But the intention was for you or the bands under your recording label to decide from these outfits. Even if only two or three designs are chosen we can either create more with those choices in mind or, if you wish, outfit the bands in our popular, but classic clothes."

Tohma picked up the portfolio and scanned through the images.
"Sending everything won't be necessary." He tried to picture his singers in some of the outfits as he looked over the sketches. "Some of my artists have...unique...tastes. What are the possibilities of working together with them to create designs? Some do need a lot of work as far as their look, but doing a complete 360 with your designs would be almost impossible. How would your company go about 'making over' these bands without them losing their individual identity?"

"Hitachiin is more than willing to work with the artists. If you are inclined, we can make individual appointments with each artist to fit them with a wardrobe that is unique to their personality but still following a cohesive to the rest of the band and the trends as well as containing a style that is solely Hitachiin brand. Creating an outfit they find appealing from our selection is not as difficult a task as, as you said, from a complete alteration of our already designed and scheduled clothing line. As to "making over" the bands and making them lose their individuality, it is not our intent to destroy the image or personality of the artists, some of our sketches were in fact made with them in mind, they are among those sketches near the bottom, Seguchi-sama, I apologize for not putting them closer to the front."

Tohma's attention was on the man before him as he was speaking, but once he was finished Tohma turned his attention back to the sketches. After one final glance he set the sketches back down on the table and folded his hands in his lap.
"I am not one to dwell on decisions and so I will present this to you now. I am willing to try out the clothing line on a trial basis. I will give you one of my bands to work with and should I be pleased with the results then I will look into signing a more permanent contract with your company. Would this be a satisfactory agreement for you and your company?"

Kaoru mulled it over in his head. It wasn't exactly what he wanted, but at least it wasn't a flat-out decline. And even if they did fail in this endeavor, though it felt unlikely, then even the one band and the trial tests would get the Hitachiin label out into the demographic they were striving to hit. So really it was a matter of what band they were working with. Not long after Tohma presented the ultimatum, Kaoru nodded his head in consent.
"Indeed, Seguchi-sama, that sounds agreeable, and if it proves to be a success than more details can be decided upon later."

Tohma smiled brightly, the friendliness of before reappearing on his face.
"Excellent. I can't wait to begin the trial." Tohma stood up and walked over to his desk. He picked up a small folder and brought it over to Kaoru. "This will be your band. Their name is Bad Luck and as you can see from the images inside...their concert outfits are rather...different. These are images of not only concert clothes, but everyday and album covers. They are one of our hottest bands right now. I'm sure they will bring much publicity to your company. When should we set up a meeting?"

Kaoru gazed at the file, looking through some of the pictures, and tilting his head before putting them back into the folder for much more extensive detail later and in the privacy of his home.
"Anytime the next three weeks is acceptable, Seguchi-sama, but please understand that if the band is going on tour soon than sooner is better than later to allow for the making and fitting and tailoring of the outfits."

Tohma nodded.
"That is understandable. Their tour will not be starting until the late spring so there is no rush. They will have a photo shoot for their new album prior to that however." Tohma walked over to his desk and looked over his schedule. "The band will have a break again next Wednesday. Would that be acceptable?"

Kaoru pulled out his own planner that his mother had provided, since he himself would be in school it would be given to his mother and his assistants.
"Is it acceptable that the task be given to Hitachiin assistants and some of our top tailors, Seguchi-sama? For I'm afraid that neither my mother, nor myself will be able to do a Wednesday appointment until much later in the evening."

Tohma nodded and walked back over.
"That will be fine. I'll make sure the band is ready for their arrival. I do hope this proves to be beneficial for both parties. I look forward to working with your company."

Kaoru bowed again, a smile on his lips making him look his actual age.
"We at Hitachiin are very pleased about this possible relationship with your company, Seguchi-sama. We also look forward with working with you and your artists."

Tohma smiled warmly and bowed as well. When he stood up he gestured towards the door.
"Now that business is taken care of you need not be so formal. Please drop the -sama from now on. I don't need such a title." He started towards the door, "I am sure you are quite busy, but if you have time would you like a tour of the studios?"

Kaoru let out a shaky breath with a chuckle, a smile again on his lips.
"No, no, I'd love a tour, I already finished my assignments before coming here today," Kaoru chuckled.

"Excellent! Come along then and I will give you the grand tour." Tohma exited the office with a wave to his secretary who stood up with a stack of memos and phone messages. He told her they could wait. Once he was out of earshot, "Actually I wanted an excuse to leave my office anyway. Things have been quite busy, but they always are this time of year." He looked over at Kaoru, "Do you know much about N-G, Hitachiin-san?"

Kaoru laughed again, at Tohma's overall casual attitude.
"I'm sad to say I don't Seguchi-san, though I do listen to some of the bands under your label."

Tohma nodded.
"There really isn't much to know. It is like any other company. We strive by putting out a product that people like." Tohma raised his hand and gestured to the rooms they were passing. "Mostly this floor is only offices. We'll go down to where things are a bit more interesting." They reached the elevator and pressed the down button. Once inside they headed towards the ground floor. "What is it you like to do, Hitachiin-san? You are young so I'm sure you have activities besides work."

He laughed, scratching the bridge of his nose.
"Going to school can certainly have its interesting days, Seguchi-san, but, I guess just hanging out with my twin and friends. We usually go out of the country with our parents on business though, that certainly proves entertaining."

Tohma nodded.
"Traveling can always be fun. I always enjoy going on tour." The elevator reached the bottom floor and they stepped out into the main lobby of the building. Tohma headed off to the left, waving to people who called out to him. "Why is it you have decided to start working so early?"

Kaoru tilted his head.
"Well, it's rather the norm at my school, going with our parents on business or doing the business transactions outside of the actual negotiations. But I enjoy the work, or what I've experienced so far, anyways. And our mother is preparing us for taking over the business once we graduate and go into a university."

Tohma nodded.
"That makes sense. It is good that you are getting the experience now. It shows that your mother is an intelligent businesswoman. Please forgive my questions. I don't mean to pry into your life. You do seem much more relaxed now however. You were wound quite tightly in my office." Tohma smiled pleasantly at the boy then gestured to his left. "These rooms here are the recording studios. All work on the albums happens in the various rooms on this hallway."

"No, it's fine Seguchi-san, I don't mind the questions," Kaoru laughed, "I was wound up, I admit, but it was also my first time going solo on a business meeting, though I probably shouldn't have told you that," Kaoru blushed. He looked at the studios and tilted his head. "Is there a specific studio for each band or is it any studio for any artist?"

Tohma smiled.
"You did very well for your first solo meeting. You should be proud. If I meet your mother in the future I will make sure you receive a good review. As for the studios, they are semi-private. Each room is basically set to the standards of one particular band. Since each band has a unique sound, it is necessary that they have their own room set to get the best out of that particular sound.
"Since only one album gets put out a year it is only necessary to keep the room set for that band for a few months out of each year. So on average, 2 bands will use each room, but never at the same time. One band will have it for the first half of the year, and the other band will have it for the second half."

Kaoru blushed, his mother would gush over the idea of a "good review" if she met Seguchi-san.
"Ah, souka, are there a lot of bands under the N-G label?"

Tohma nodded.
"Bands and solo artists. This is a rather turbulent industry with the number of artists flocculating almost constantly. But there are also artists that N-G will help produce records for but will not actually be considered an N-G artist. To give you an idea, on this bottom floor alone there are 20 recording studios, all of which have the potential to be active at any given time." Tohma reached the end of the hallway and opened a large door leading Kaoru into a large performance hall.
"This is where we have bands do test performances for us. They can also rehearse or have small concerts here. Many times this is where we will interview bands to see if we want them a part of our company."

Kaoru gazed at the stage and then around at the seats and then up at the sound booth.
"Do they rehearse anything large-scale in here?" he asked, still looking up at the lights and cat-walks.

Tohma gestured towards the stage.
"Most of the tour rehearsals take place here. Normally a band will select their song choices for a concert and test them here to see how they want the live versions to sound and look. All lightning and sound rehearsals are done here before going out on tour. It gives the bands a chance to change up their song list before committing to it."

"How often is it used for an audition of a band?" he asked and wondered if it was less or more intimidating to give a performance to a small audience in such a large room.

Tohma shrugged.
"Not very often. At N-G we don't accept a lot of new bands. We...or I suppose I should say that I... am very selective. We usually hold an open audition once a year. Sometimes I make special exceptions throughout the year if someone catches my eye."
"What is it you usually look for, beyond vocal talent and music ability? Is something more important to you than something else? Like crowd interaction over stage performance?"

Tohma smiled slightly.
"All of those things are important. But mostly I want to see that the singer has heart. One can not be a true star if they do not have the drive to put everything on the line for it. That will set a band above any other." He looked over at Kaoru, "I suppose that is true for any profession. But in music when you interact with the public on such an emotional level, it is extremely important that you be passionate about the music and the message you are trying to convey."
Kaoru nodded, looking at the stage again, he then remembered Lobelia and how they had such large scale performances as well as the extremely devoted fans. He also remembered how they had "saved" Haruhi from them. He coughed quickly to cover a snicker. He then smiled back at Tohma.
"It's very impressive, Seguchi-san."

Tohma smiled and ushered Kaoru out of the room.
"It is just another stage to perform on for the artists." He led Kaoru back to the main lobby. "Well, Hitachiin-san, I should probably return to my office before my secretary quits on me for abandoning her." Tohma smiled, "Feel free to continue your tour however."

Kaoru bowed again, smiling.
"Thank you, Seguchi-san, but I have to leave myself so I can relate to my mother what was agreed upon in the meeting."

Tohma returned the bow.
"Very well. It was a pleasure meeting you, Hitachiin-san. Feel free to return at any time. I look forward to seeing what your company can do."

"Likewise, Seguchi-san, it was a pleasure meeting you as well, thank you for your time."

"You are very welcome. Have a pleasant evening." Tohma waved as he turned and headed to the elevator that would take him back to the pile of paperwork now awaiting him.

IM to RP log~!

2007-03-15T07:49:28Z

Characters: Hiro and Shuichi.
Date: Late night March 14th.
Summary: Food is eaten and "Guitar Hero" is played. xD
Warnings: None?

xtechnopockyx: HIRO
xWise Guitaristx: Shuichi!
xtechnopockyx: ^_^ Hi!!!
xWise Guitaristx: Hey there.
xWise Guitaristx: How are you?
xtechnopockyx: I'm so tired!
xtechnopockyx: But I'm good!
xWise Guitaristx: I hear that.
xWise Guitaristx: Good; I'm glad to hear it. =)
xtechnopockyx: ^___^
xtechnopockyx: Man.. I'm starving!
xWise Guitaristx: I know; I am as well.
xtechnopockyx: We should go out for ramen :D
xWise Guitaristx: Oooh, that sounds good.
xWise Guitaristx: I'm up for it.
xtechnopockyx: Yay!
xtechnopockyx: And I have a story for you!
xtechnopockyx: When you get here ^_^
xWise Guitaristx: Oh?
xWise Guitaristx: Okay, okay.
xWise Guitaristx: I'll be on my way shortly, then.

Making the now very-familiar drive over to Shuichi and Yuki's apartment, Hiro timed himself to see how fast he could get there. Sure, it was a little dangerous, but he was careful most of the time.

Shuichi bounced around the living room, waiting for Hiro to show. He had two very interesting stories for the guitarist. When he heard the familiar purr of the bike, he jumped up, scribbled a note to Yuki, grabbed his keys, and ran out, making sure to lock the door behind him. He waved frantically when he saw his best friend.

Hiro waited before he parked his bike before waving back, taking off his helmet. "Hey," he said, grinning. "How goes it?"

"HI HIRO!" Shuichi shouted excitedly, running over to the redhead. He tackled him, and nuzzled his chest. "It goes good! But I'm starving! Let's go!"

The redhead had to chuckle at his best friend's antics. "Okay, okay," he said affectionately, stroking at Shuichi's hair. "I know how determined you can be when you want something. So, hop on and we'll go get some ramen."

Doing just that, Shuichi squeezed Hiro tightly. He liked riding on Hiro's bike, it was fun! Especially at night, because there wasnt anyone around. "Go faster!!" He demanded, poking Hiro in the side, once they started going.

"Okay, but if I get a speeding ticket, you're paying for it." Hiro picked up the pace considerably and literally raced through the streets, grinning as his adrenaline began pumping through his veins. Ahhh, this rush is why he decided to get a bike in the first place.

Shuichi clung tighter to Hiro, squealing at the rush he was getting. This was awesome, especially now that it was getting warm again. "wheeeee!"

Hiro had to agree with those sentiments. He deliberately took the longer way to the ramen stand, just enjoying the feeling of the warm wind blowing through his hair. After a while, though, he sensed that Shuichi was getting really hungry and eventually pulled up next to the ramen cart, their standard eating place late at night.

Hopping off the bike, Shuichi scampered up to the cart. "Hmm.. Let's see... I'll have chicken ramen." He told the guy working the cart. A few minutes later, he was holding a cup of ramen. Handing the guy some bills, he stepped out of the way so Hiro could order as well.

I'll have some chicken ramen as well, please," the redhead said, holding out some bills to the worker. Once he had gotten his ramen as well, he and Shuichi moved over to the curb and sat down. "Itadakimasu!" Hiro said, breaking his chopsticks.

By that time, Shuichi had already broke apart his chopsticks and was already scarfing down his noodles. Everything tasted so much better when you were hungry, that was for sure.

The guitarist had to laugh as Shuichi ate like a madman. "Well, I didn't know you were that hungry," he commented as he began slurping down his own noodles. He was only halfway finished by the time Shuichi had scarfed down all of his noodles.

"I told you I was really hungry!" He smiled and patted his belly, satisfied at last. "Oh yeah! My stories!" He stood up, getting into storyteller mode. "Okay, the first one is... I got Yuki to play Karaoke Revolution!"

That last line caused Hiro to choke on his noodles. Once he had recovered (after drinking some water the singer had got from the ramen guy), he was finally able to speak. "You did what?!"

The pink haired musician crossed his arms and laughed voctoriously. "Hai! He played Karaoke Revolution with me. It was so cute~!" And just seeing with a microphone in his hand was pretty amusing.

The redhead rolled his eyes. "I'm sure it was," he agreed dryly. "And, so? Can our author friend sing, on top of all of the other stuff he can do?" Hiro let a little bit of sarcasm come into his voice, but not enough to really be noticeable.

"He's not bad!" Shuichi grinned, totally not catching any of the sarcasm at all. Sure, Yuki was no Sakuma Ryuichi... But then again, who was? "He did alright. But I totally won."

"Of course you did. I wouldn't have expected anything less from the lead singer of Bad Luck." Hiro had to chuckle at the exuberance Shuichi always showed. "I would have been surprised if you had lost."

"I would have been so mad if I had lost! Can you imagine what an ego that would give Yuki?!" He asked, sitting back down. He could see it now: 'You lost at your own talent?'

Sheesh. That's a scary thought.

The redhead had to nod in agreement. "Hai, hai. It's just like how I had to wail on you at 'Guitar Hero.' I couldn't have you playing the guitar better than me, even if it's just a game."

"Exactly! It would be like me winning against Yuki at a writing game, or me winning against Tatsuha at a sex game! Or or or..." And Shuichi trailed off, as he always tended to do. "But anyway.."

Hiro laughed. "I think stopping that train of thought would be a good idea." He quickly finished his noodles and threw their cups and chopsticks away. Once he had rejoined the singer on the curb, he reached for a cigarette and lighter in his pocket. "So, what's your other story?" he asked as he lit up.

Shuichi stared at Hiro blankly for a few seconds before remembering his other story. "Oh yeah. I went over to Sakuma-san's house!"

After exhaling a puff of smoke, the guitarist smiled. "You did? How was that?"

"It was fun! He has a really nice place. But he watches some weeeeird shows" Shuichi confided in his best friend. Then again, Ryuichi wasn't exactly what most people would consider normal...

"You know, that doesn't surprise me one bit." The redhead quickly finished his cigarette and leaned back on his elbows, giving Shuichi a quizzical look. "So, what's the plan now?"

"Hmm..." Shuichi thought as he tapped his chin thoughtfully. "We could go back to your place and play Guitar Hero!!!"

Hiro nodded in agreement. "Still trying to beat me, huh?" he joked, ruffling Shuichi's hair affectionately. "Well, let's go have another marathon. Hopefully K-san won't get too mad if we end up ditching work."

"He'll never know! Espcially if we build robots that look like us to show up for us!" Okay, that was going a bit far, but Shuichi didn't care. He laughed rather annoyingly, and stood up.

Standing up as well, the redhead had to roll his eyes as his best friend continued to laugh obnoxiously. Luckily he had learned how to tune it out through the years, so it never really bothered him that much anymore. "Well, let's mosey, then."

"Okay!" Waving to the ramen guy, Shuichi jumped on to Hiro's bike, waiting for the redhead to get on as well. "Let's go!!! Hurry hurry hurry!!!!"

Once again speeding a little more than he should have (especially since he had a passenger to worry about), Hiro made it back to his place in what seemed like no time at all. Once he had stopped his bike, he held it steady so the singer could hop off first.

The singer hopped/rolled off the bike and ran up to Hiro's door, waiting for him to open in so he could fly inside and roll around on the futon. It was becoming a pasttime.

Hiro scratched at one ear as he watched Shuichi bounce around his apartment. "Sheesh, you never run out of energy, do you?" He joined his best friend on the futon, cracking his back absent-mindedly.

"Almost never!" He snuggled against Hiro for a few minutes, beofre turning his attention to the game a little ways away. He tugged on Hiro's hand. "Come on, let's play!"

All right, all right." Hiro laughed good-naturedly as he got up and quickly turned on the game. Grabbing the fake guitar, he held it out to the singer. "You want to go first this time?" he asked as the intro started playing.

Shuichi nodded and skimmed through all the menus until he finally go to the song selection screen. Picking his favorite song, Shuichi played through it, missing a few notes here and there. Handing the guitar to Hiro after he finished and sat down.

Hiro went through the same procedure, picking "Take Me Out" by Franz Ferdinand, a new favorite of his. Playing through it, he ended up with a perfect score (naturally!).

"Show off!" Shuichi pouted. So he was a sore loser. As long as he could admit it... right? Grabbing the guitar back, Shuichi picked another song; one he'd never heard before, and started playing it. And he did awful.

The other man had to laugh. "You suck," he said good-naturedly. Picking the same song, one he'd also never done before, he played through it with only two misses. Once his turn was over, he handed the guitar back to Shuichi, winking at him as he did so. "I may be a show-off, but you know you love it."

Shuichi seemed to become an even bigger sore loser everytime he played games like this. He grunted and grabbed the guitar again, this timechoosing a song he liked. He did better than time and applauded himself. "Woohoo!"

Hiro also clapped for him, nodding in approval. "It's good to see that you're getting better," he teased gently. They continued to play for a few more hours, but by the time Hiro had finished his last turn, he noticed that Shuichi was dragging.

Shuichi reached for the guitar. "Just.. one more!" He said, scrolling through the songs, and langing on a random one. As the song went on, Shuichi found that his fingers couldn't keep up with the screen, and eventually, he was booed offstage.

The redhead looked at his watch. 3 a.m... he couldn't believe that they had been playing for so long. "Okay, Shu, I think it's home time," he said gently.

Shuichi curled up on the floor, nuzzling a sock. "No, I'm staying here." He didn't want to get up, unless it was to get into bed.

Hiro had to laugh a little. "Okay, okay, just quit nuzzling my sock like that. It's a little creepy." He scooped the younger man up and carried him over to the futon.

Yay! He was carried without even asking!!! Dropping the sock on the floor, he nuzzled Hiro instead. "Sleepy sleepy..." He said, yawning.

"I know you are," Hiro said contentedly as he let Shuichi nuzzle at him. Catching a yawn from his best friend, he realized how tired he was, himself. "I think it's bedtime, don't you?"

Tucking the covers back around Shuichi and himself, Hiro let himself relax. Closing his eyes, he instinctively wrapped his arms around his best friend and brought him closer, almost protectively. Without another thought, the redhead gave himself up to the darkness of sleep.