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  <title>Shou/Saga - Alice Nine - Stolen Moments - Oneshot/Drabble</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stolen Moments&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;450&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;It&apos;s moments like these. When strands of your hair is misplaced sticking together on your face. Where your eye shadow is fading away. While your eye liner is smudged. Though your eye lashes remain long. Your defined nose that defines you. Especially those soft pink lips reminiscent of two cherry blossom petals falling together from its tree. As notable as your milky white skin like porcelain that&apos;s too delicate to touch which it sometimes seems. And when it&apos;s less expected the tiniest freckle appears below your jawline as though it was hiding before. Where also beads of sweat trickle down your neck then disappear into the collar of your shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These too are moments I wish I can be that bead of sweat or even that disappearing freckle. Just to touch that milky white skin or any part of you intimately. But all of this only lasts for a moment. This feeling. This image. So before it&apos;s gone I keep it with a click and maybe a flash. Then I&apos;ll snap back to reality with the memory in my hand. It&apos;s good enough is what I&apos;d remind yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the day I&apos;d find myself looking at your face in a small screen in my hand. Sometimes I want to put all these moments up on the wall. But I&apos;m afraid what I might do afterwards. Or what if you see them. What would you say? What would you think . . . of me? More than these moments, I&apos;m afraid to lose you. Then again, if these moments stop presenting itself, I won&apos;t need these anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are nights I&apos;d just close my eyes and see your face. Then I&apos;d feel a warmth against my back and around my body. A weight comes down on my shoulder and hot breath blows behind my ear. I&apos;d then call a name that isn&apos;t yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Tora?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;ll say these words ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I wish you&apos;d look at me like you look at those pictures of him.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and I&apos;d open my eyes, relieved it&apos;s not you that I see. But my chest becomes twisted inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d laugh to hide the fact of how hopeless I felt because of you. While he tightens his embrace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I wish so too.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d say while deep within I wish it was your warmth I felt around me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <title>[Sharing] Random Jpop Songs Pt. 1</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;AAA - Mikansei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ztqn0BA4H4c&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=M19FKRPD&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna Tsuchiya - Cocoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YUQbi4iRCIM&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=5THVZL10&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bonnie Pink - Ring A Bell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_E5do_W81qA&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=H0O8718X&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUJU with JAY&apos;ED - Ashita ga Kuru nara&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ChwpHs-NcoI&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=522TV8CU&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kato Kazuki - VENOM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TGGLSBrk9Bc&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=OTECV7LA&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Koda Kumi - Physical thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://yacast.dailymotion.com/video/xat0bw_ypvykoda-kumi-physical-thing-super_music&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=1IUOWVC0&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miyano Mamoru - REFRAIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AA9tY7eSFCY&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ABHB99D9&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matsushita Yuya - foolish foolish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4upOE7IM4q8&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=Z8RDOR6I&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Megurine Luka - Bye Bye Lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aixO9lrK1Rg&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=FVEE756V&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BoA - Moon and Sunrise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LNZkSYGKEOc&amp;amp;fmt=22&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=WZL9GF4O&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://tokidokiko.livejournal.com/98565.html?mode=reply&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;200 More Songs HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 13:19:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Shou/Saga - Alice Nine - AU - Limited Time Only Lover - 01/??</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Limited Time Only Lover&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Geez, are you following me? Everywhere I look or turn, there you are. If you keep this up I might just start thinking you&apos;re a stalker. Or you&apos;ve fallen in love with me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Would that be bad? If I&apos;m the second choice.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ha ha. Don&apos;t joke with me Shou-sama. A bum like me isn&apos;t even qualified to breathe in the same air as you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I mean it. I like you, Saga.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I see. Well, I usually don&apos;t care who I go out with. However, I can&apos;t go out with you, Shou-sama. Sorry.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shou felt someone shaking his shoulder, and he heard someone talking. &quot;Hey, boss. Shou. Hello? Can you hear me!?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slowly realized it was Nao shaking and shouting at him like he was a deaf person. &quot;Yes. I can hear you fine Nao.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Good. Don&apos;t scare me like that,&quot; his friend/employee said, patting his chest in relief. &quot;Do you know him?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shou hesitated. &quot;What are you talking about?&quot; He laughs nervously, as he shuffles around the lists of inventory he had in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;ve been staring at that guy there since he came in the store.&quot; Nao pointed at a light-brown wavy hair guy, wearing fitted tshirt and jeans with a slender frame, browsing by the accessories area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shou looked at where Nao was directing him and caught a glimpse of that person&apos;s face for the fifth time. It&apos;s him for sure, Shou thought. He looked away quickly and started to feel hot all of a sudden. &quot;Have you seen him before?&quot; he asked Nao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sure. He&apos;s on the store&apos;s mailing list so whenever we announce the new arrives he&apos;d come to check it out. His name&apos;s Saga. We chat sometimes. You want to met him? I can introduce you,&quot; Nao said excitedly, hovering over the counter Shou was standing behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Actually, I&apos;m kind of have plans to go to soon.&quot; Shou makes up an excuse, being that he was unprepared to talk to Saga after in so long. Of course, Nao doesn&apos;t know this, which is better off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, come on boss, it&apos;ll be quick. You always said you like knowing your costumers. He might look cool on the outside but he&apos;s really a nice guy once you talk to him. I&apos;ll go get him.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wait, Nao,&quot; Shou called after the other, who had already went off to talk to the person they had been talking about, Saga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shou watched them talk, then after a short while he saw Saga looked his way. And his first reaction was to duck under the counter to hide. Although he wasn&apos;t too sure why. But still, at  a second thought Shou got on his knees and snuck out of the store&apos;s back door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in high school Shou was the rich kid that everyone wanted to be friends with. Girls were lining up to be his next girlfriend. The teachers were always finding ways to praise him over even the smallest thing. So people believed he could have everything he wanted, because everything seems so abtainable for him. On the contrary, the truth of the matter was it was not so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, his father was named Japan&apos;s top 3 richest man for owning an international discount clothing chain. But he rarely sees his father due to business. And those so-called friends were fakers that came and went like flies. Then there are those girls who, most of them, later admitted didn&apos;t actually liked Shou after they went out together. The teachers were no exception either, so it&apos;s not even worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, there was one person that stood out from that crowd. And he was Saga, the kid that always slept in class but only awake when there is lunch or girls to talk to. The Sleepy Prince, they called him. He was the one person who never tried to get close to Shou. In fact it was as though he didn&apos;t think Shou existed. And that sort of bugged the other for a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This changed when Shou was going home late one night. He saw Saga at a construction site wearing a hard hat and bright yellow vest while waving two light sticks in his hands at passing vehicles. Then another time he saw the other pushing around a mop at a convenient store. Later, Shou even heard Saga was seen delivering morning newspaper and Chinese take out on the weekends. No wonder the Sleepy Prince always slept during classes. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Shou didn&apos;t understand why Saga had to do all this but he began to have a certain respect for this person, which continued to develop into something more. They never really spoke to each other. Shou had tried a couple of times but it always turned out awkward, ending in the other walking away without a word. Eventually, Shou just watched Saga from afar in an almost staker-ish sort of way. This went on up until their graduation day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Everyone had already gotten their diplomas and Shou looked around to find Saga wasn&apos;t anywhere in sight. Ignoring his better judgment, Shou went to seek out the other. His first try was the roof, one of Saga&apos;s favorite hang outs that he had found out about, which was exactly where he found him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saga was laying down face up on a couple of lined-up  leftover classroom desks on the rooftop. Thinking the other might be sleeping again, Shou approached Saga, yet with still some caution.  The next thing Shou was looking over Saga&apos;s peaceful sleeping face, or so he thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Geez, are you following me?&quot; Saga&apos;s eyes had popped open and he sat up. &quot;Everywhere I look or turn, there you are. If you keep this up I might just start thinking you&apos;re a stalker. Or you&apos;ve fallen in love with me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shou was surprised the other was actually awake, but even more by that last line which jolted his nerves. &quot;Would that be bad?&quot; he daringly asked. &quot;If I&apos;m the second choice.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saga laughed. &quot;Ha ha. Don&apos;t joke with me Shou-sama. A bum like me isn&apos;t even qualified to breathe in the same air as you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I mean it.&quot; Shou looked at Saga faced on, probably for the first time. &quot;I like you, Saga.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I see,&quot; Saga responded, as he hopped off the desks. &quot;Well, I usually don&apos;t care who I go out with. However, I can&apos;t go out with you, Shou-sama. Sorry.&quot; He smirked at the other then left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day Shou stayed up on that rooftop laying down face up on those same desks that Saga laid on until he saw stars appear in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shou walked three blocks before he realized he forgot his keys. So he went back to his store. Having no keys for the back door he went to the front and like a shot in the chest where he was bumped into, Shou looked to see the person was no other then Saga. But after a glance and a sorry he was gone. Like strangers on the street. Shou felt a little hurt by that cold response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shou, you&apos;re back.&quot; Nao came up Shou. &quot;Perfect,&quot; he said, presenting a small business-like card to the other. &quot;Saga-san left this for you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shou took the card in his hand and started at it for a couple seconds then to turned to Nao. &quot;He left his card for me?&quot; he asked, as though it was impossible to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, I told him you, my boss, wanted his card, so he gave it to me. And now I&apos;m giving it to you. So technically he left behind this card for you,&quot;  Nao explained in a round-about way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t know if I should thank you or punish you?&quot; Shou laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao jumped. &quot;Huh, punish!? Why?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay, thanks.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 12:51:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ToraxShou - Alice Nine - AU - Silver Moons - 01/??</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Silver Moons&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a girlfriend. We had been going out for 4 months. She once told me one of her dreams was to go on a big cruise ship. So for that one weekend I wanted to make that dream come true for her. Then afterwards I was going to tell her it&apos;s over between us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the sparks usually fades after three months. And that was around the time I wanted to tell her it&apos;s not working anymore. Except there was never really the right time. That&apos;s why I finally came up with the cruise ship idea. Just try to end it with a good memory, I thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn&apos;t know was a big storm was coming, and I don&apos;t mean the natural kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the third and last night of the cruise, and she seemed to be having fun. That was good. While I was feeling a bit guilty every time I saw her smile at me and thanking me for taking her on this trip. I felt like I was betraying her in some way. But if I didn&apos;t tell her how I don&apos;t feel anything anymore, I&apos;ll just be lying to her. And then, something happened that made me blew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a dinner and a show we went up to the sky deck to take a stroll. She liked star gazing. So do I, sometimes. And she knew all the constellations, which she liked pointing out to me. That night she was doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shou, look, look! It&apos;s &apos;Virgo (Maiden)&apos;. See it? See it?&quot; She pointed at a cluster of stars in the sky. And she had her arm hooked around mines so tight I though it was going numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yea, see it.&quot; I nodded. It&apos;s always like this when ever we went anywhere to star gaze or when she sees something that interests her. She being all hyper active. At first I thought it was cute how she gets so excited about these things. Though, after a while I just wished she&apos;d shut up and silently enjoy the view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ne, ne, ne! There&apos;s &apos;Pegasus (Winged Horse)&apos;, my favorite. It&apos;s been so long since I went horse back riding. Maybe we should go next weekend. Oh, wait. Or maybe a horse carriage ride. It&apos;ll be so romantic. We can have a picnic too. What do you thinking?&quot; She began swinging my arm. She might look little but she was strong. I though my arm was going to fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Umm, I have plans with some old friends then,&quot; I lied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Really? Can I come too? To see your old friends?&quot; asked eagerly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well...&quot; Thinking of an excuse, I stopped in the middle of the deck. I looked up at the moon to see it was full. Then someone bumped my shoulder. I turned my head and saw there was a man dressed in a long black cashmere coat with his dark lengthy hair slicked back. He was staring back at me with these eyes. They were a gray color but probably because of the reflected light they looked silver, like silver moons. He was all tall and I&apos;m 177 cm (5 ft 10 in), while he was probably about 5 cm taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, his eyes appeared somewhat cold and his tight lips showed attitude. Without any exchange of apologies he walked pass me. Although, after a few steps he turned back to me and his mouth softened into a smile. It wasn&apos;t an unpleasant smile though, but I found it odd. And he started walking away again, turned a corner and disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shou, did you hear me? Who is that man?&quot; my girlfriend shook me, overdoing it as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Huh? No?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I was saying what do you think about riding a pumpkin carriage on our wedding day?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wedding... ours?&quot; At that moment I wanted to shout, &apos;Man overboard!&apos; because I was in a bit of a panic. Then I said, &quot;Naomi, I have to tell you something...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why?&quot; she asked, as she chased after me down to the passenger&apos;s deck. &quot;Is it something I did? Tell me. There has to be a better explanation. How can you say the feeling is gone. Why else would you take me on this romantic trip? You love me don&apos;t you? Or someone is telling you to do this. Ah, I know, your mother never liked me. It&apos;s her wasn&apos;t it? She forced you to break up with me. Tell me, is it true?&quot; She stomped her feet like a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, Naomi. It&apos;s not my mother,&quot; I said. Although, it&apos;s kind of true that my mother doesn&apos;t like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay, then what? Wait, don&apos;t tell me this is some kind of consultation prize for dumping me. Is it? No, you&apos;re not like that. You&apos;re too sweet to do such a mean thing. Unless, you really are. Then there&apos;s actually someone else? You met another woman. Who is it? Do I know her?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in an open hallway and people are starting to notice us.  Not to mention it was getting late. She was really getting to much for me, and I just blurted out, &quot;This is crazy.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course she took it the wrong way and said, &quot;Now you&apos;re calling me crazy.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s not what I said,&quot; I tried to correct myself, though it&apos;s was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;But you&apos;re thinking it. Am I right?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No,&quot; I said quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re lying,&quot; she was whining by this time, sort of like a sick cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Can we stop this? I&apos;m sure people can hear us in these corridors.&quot; I actually saw people peek out from their cabin doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t care!&quot; she shouted. &quot;But if you say you&apos;re sorry I&apos;ll forgive you and I&apos;ll stay with you.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounded more like a threat then a solution to me. &quot;I&apos;m sorry, but maybe you are a little crazy.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How could you?!&quot; She raised her hand up at me like she was going to smack my face with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Can you two shut up alright?&quot; a voice said beside me. I turned my head and there was Mr. Silver Moon Eyes standing outside the door of his cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s you again,&quot; Naomi pointed her finger at him with the hand that was about to slap me. &quot;From the sky deck. Mind your own business.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned his dark greyish eyes, no longer silver because of the moon-less hallway, on to me. I sensed something but I didn&apos;t know what it was. Then he showed a  small smirk and said to Naomi, &quot;when you&apos;re disturbing my peace it is my business.&quot; Without warning he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me in. &quot;As for your boyfriend, he&apos;s with me now,&quot; the man said, giving me squeeze like I was a fresh slice of lemon. &quot;So if you don&apos;t mind, be quiet and leave us alone.&quot; He pulled me into his cabin and shut the door at my ex-girlfriend&apos;s face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shou, come out here right now!&quot; Naomi shouted and pounded at the door. &quot;You can&apos;t do this to me!&quot;  She eventually stopped and gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sighed in relief and turned to Mr. Silver Moon Eyes. &quot;Thanks, I think,&quot; I said, unsure of what else I could say. Although, I did realized he appeared a bit different from before. Because he had changed from his long black coat mobster-look into a light colored long-sleeved cotton shirt and sweatpants, which made him look much more approachable than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It was nothing,&quot; he replied, looking somewhat coldly at me, again like back at the skydeck. &quot;You can stay here tonight, if you like.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Eh?&quot; I was taken by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You share a room with her, right?&quot; he said, making a good point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes,&quot; I answered. Though, something still bothered me. &quot;But I&apos;m just wondering, why did you me help?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Because I felt like it,&quot; he said, while he sat on the edge of his bed flipping through a magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I see. So what is your name?&quot; I asked, just to get some other response from this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up at me for a couple seconds before he stood up and puts the magazine on a nearby table. &quot;Tora, Amano Tora.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m Kohara Shou,&quot; I said my name as well, to be fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nano-second later the lights went off via the lamp next to this Amano-san&apos;s bed, which I saw him crawled into by the moonlight that came through the window porthole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You can sleep anywhere you want. G&apos;night,&quot; he muffled through his sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring the strange situation I had gotten myself into, I settled on simply getting some sleep. So I looked around with the help of the moonlight and quickly spotted a half-sofa at the far left corner of the cabin that became my bed that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dreamless sleep and when I woke up I found myself covered in a blanket I didn&apos;t remember having. I guess the strangeness from the night before still hadn&apos;t gone away because I also found my luggage packed up by the door. On top of it I picked up a note that read, &quot;Don&apos;t sleep without a blanket again, or you&apos;ll catch a cold. See ya later. Tora.&quot; From that I came to the conclusion that the blanket was from him and the luggage too. But I didn&apos;t get the &apos;see ya later&apos; part and he wasn&apos;t anywhere in the cabin for me to ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A horn sounded off meaning the ship was arriving to port soon. Then I felt my pants vibrating, and it was the cellphone in my pants pocket. I looked at the screen and there were 4 new voicemails. I dialed the number to open them and they were all from my mother saying my father had a heart attack and had gone to the hospital and come back quickly. After hearing the messages I thought my heart stopped for a millisecond.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <title>Aoi/Uru+Rei/Ruki - Gazette - Thin Walls - AU - 06/??</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thin Walls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the steps from the second floor into the living room, Ruki is invited by a smokey aroma coming from the open kitchen. Of course, Reita is there doing his job of cooking their breakfast. And he sees Koron is there too seated on top of the kitchen counter wagging his tail no doubt begging for food. &lt;i&gt;&apos;No wonder I wasn&apos;t woken up by my usual morning doggie kisses.&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki approaches the counter, plops himself on a bar stool, and gives Koron a light pat on the head. &quot;We&apos;re having pancakes and scrambled eggs today?&quot; he asks, checking out the stack of pancakes and two plates with eggs next to the stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;G&apos;morning! Yup, plus smoked sausages,&quot; Reita answers as he flips one of the four sausages he has fired up on the griller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki sniffs. &quot;Looks and smells good. But I kinda like waffles more than pancakes. I also like my eggs sunny shine up.&quot; But he&apos;s lying because he loves pancakes with scrambled eggs as much as the waffles and the kind of eggs he mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita gives the other a look as he turns off the griller and puts the sausages on to the plates with the eggs. &quot;I wished you said that before I cooked everything, man.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki just wanted to see that look of certain defeat from the silver blonde-hair man. &quot;Well, you didn&apos;t ask.&quot; He follows the other whose taking their plates to the dinning area with Koron tailing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey, you were still sleeping,&quot; Reita says. &quot;When I tried to wake you up you kept trying to bite my fingers off.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, I did?&quot; Ruki laughs, poking his eggs a few times with a fork then reached for the bottle of syrup for his pancakes. &quot;It was probably during my dream when a squid was trying to wrap me into a sushi roll.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita laughs. &quot;Sounds like a similar dream I had too, expect I was a tuna fish.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How is that the same?&quot; the other wonders and smirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I said similar,&quot; Reita clarifies. &quot;How&apos;s the food?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The pancakes are good.&quot; Ruki takes a bite of his sausages. &quot;But the sausages are great.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Really?&quot; Reita smiles, unsure. &quot;I thought I cooked it too long. Mines seems dry.&quot; He pokes at his with a fork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My sausages are juicy. Want to take a bite?&quot; Ruki offers, and thinks of something. He cuts his piece in half then holds it up to the other&apos;s mouth in a his fork. &quot;Say &apos;ah&apos;?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ee... &quot; Reita corks an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki chuckles at the reaction. &quot;I&apos;m kidding. Take it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Aarrff!&quot; Once Reita takes the fork with the piece of meat stuck on it the one who has been ignored finally makes a complaint. Apparently, the two humans were so absorbed in themselves they hadn&apos;t notice the small chihuahua had been whimpering for some food to fall upon his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki starts speculating something must be wrong. &quot;Did you feed Koron this morning?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Aa! I almost forgot.&quot; Reita pops up from his chair and starts running back to the kitchen. &quot;I put the food in the bowl but I didn&apos;t give it to him. Sorry Koron-chan.&quot; He places the bowl down for the chihuahua apologetically, petting the pup&apos;s head. Then goes back to the dining table, where a smiling Ruki is waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What?&quot; Reita asks, smiling along for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki smirks and shakes his head. He&apos;s secretly thinking how cute Reita&apos;s face was when the silver-blonde realized he forgot to feed Koron then looking so sorry afterwards. &quot;Nothing.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without knowing what the other was actually thinking Reita moves on, continuing with his breakfast. &quot;So mind telling me what you want for lunch before I the complaints come in?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki thinks as he takes a sip of his juice the same instance his eyes falls over at the circled date on the calendar by the kitchen wall. Then a bell instantly went off in his head. &quot;Oh, yea, speaking of lunch my mother&apos;s coming over at noon.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is she having lunch with us?&quot; Reita asks skeptically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, she&apos;s coming here to check you out,&quot; the other answers plainly, not trying to make a big deal out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ee, why&apos;s she coming here to check me out?&quot; Reita is beginning to have that unsettling feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Because she thinks you&apos;re my live-in boyfriend,&quot; Ruki says, digging into his eggs. While Reita turns side ways and spits out his orange juice due to the wave of shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki&apos;s mother sat on the loveseat across from Reita and Ruki with the coffee table separating them. She&apos;s wearing a pearl necklace around her neck over a high-collared pink blouse with ruffles in the front and a pencil knee length skirt. Her hair has grown longer and looks straighter than the last time Ruki saw her. It&apos;s dyed a honey brown color, and she has on too much lipgloss for a woman her age. She didn&apos;t use to be this way. Ruki&apos;s mother was originally a country girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Ruki was told, one day his handsome and rich father had driven through his mother&apos;s town on a weekend cruise and got lost. Ruki&apos;s mother happened to have been walking her pet pig and Ruki&apos;s father had blindly walked into the pig&apos;s &apos;business&apos; laying on the ground. They said it was love at first sight. Ruki thinks the smell must had messed up their brains that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the present. Reita is being a good help pouring them tea. And probably out of nervousness they all drink their tea at the same time, while silently checking each other out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki&apos;s mother puts her tea down on the table then really starts checking out Reita, who is stiff as a statue with his hands stapled down on his knees. Ruki is starting to feel a little sorry for pulling him into this. He had told him about his little situation about the marriage interview. Reita was a bit hesitant at first in the idea of pretending to be his &apos;boyfriend&apos;. But Ruki turns out to be quite good at convincing people to do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So, you&apos;re Reita,&quot; Ruki&apos;s mother starts off, crossing her legs majestically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes,&quot; Reita responds, sitting up straight suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki&apos;s mother narrows her eyes at him and takes a moment. &quot;Hmm, I thought you&apos;d be handsome, or at least the pretty type. But I suppose looks aren&apos;t everything. You must be quite special to get the attention of my Ruki.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki was predicting her to say something like this. She&apos;s the honest type as you can hear, like most country girls tend to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Mom...&quot; Ruki sounded off to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glances at her son briefly then turns her attention back on Reita. &quot;Either way, I&apos;d like to know more about you Reita-kun. Such as where were you born and raised? How&apos;s your family like?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita didn&apos;t know he is expected to talk about himself at a length, so he&apos;s getting nervous. &quot;O-okay then,&quot; he stutters and clears his throat, &quot;I was born and raised in Kanagawa. My family ran a small convenient store. In general, I have a pretty normal family, two parents, an older sister and grandparents, which I lived with before moving to Tokyo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki&apos;s mother nods. &quot;How did you first met my son?&quot; she asks, which totally doesn&apos;t go with the flow of questions previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki grimace. &quot;Do we have to get into this?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I want to know how you two met,&quot; she says seriously. &quot;But not from you.&quot; She turns to Reita again and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silver-blonde looks side to side like he&apos;s ready to make a run for it at any moment, which he thankfully hasn&apos;t already. &quot;At a park,&quot; he answers robotically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What park? Is it one of those parks where people of the same interest go?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is she talking about gay parks (where men go specifically to cruise for other men)?&lt;/i&gt; Ruki is wondering. &quot;No, it was normal park.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Did I ask you?&quot; the mother snaps at her son, who rolls his eyes. &quot;So Reita-kun, how long have you known Ruki?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Um, I&apos;m not sure.&quot; Reita looks to Ruki while searching for an answer, catching the other&apos;s eyes then quickly turns away the next second. &quot;Err, maybe, almost two months?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, that&apos;s not too long,&quot; the mother comments. &quot;And you two decided to live together. Isn&apos;t that going too fast?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s not how it is,&quot; Reita says nervously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Really? Then how is it suppose to be?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Mother...&quot; Ruki sounds off in annoyance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sighs. &quot;Okay, fine. I&apos;ll just ask this one last question and be done with this. Reita-kun, are you really in love with my son?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Eehh...&quot; Reita continues to make this sound just as Ruki&apos;s mother keeps her eyes on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;This is bad. If he keeps up this &apos;eh&apos; my plan would be completely ruined. I have to shut him up. And why does he have to be such an adorable idiot?&apos;&lt;/i&gt; In the spike of the moment Ruki grabs Reita by the neck ans takes the other&apos;s lips captive. Well, this is one why to shut someone up. Once he&apos;s sure it&apos;s enough, Ruki sucks on Reita&apos;s bottom lip lastly before pulling away licking his own lips. Then he looks back at his mother to seek a reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki&apos;s mother is expectantly shocked and standing up from the loveseat with her eyes bulging from what she just witnessed. &quot;Okay, I&apos;ve seen enough. I get it.&quot; She puts her hand to her temple and wrinkles her brow. &quot;I just remember I have an appointment with a someone.&quot; Taking her purse, coat and shoes to the front door she escorts herself out of the apartment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the living room Ruki can&apos;t help but snicker at the display of his disoriented mother. Then he turns to Reita, who&apos;s taking the leftover tea to the kitchen. &quot;Hey, sorry about the kiss.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yea, about that please don&apos;t do it again.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Alright.&quot; Ruki shrugs. &quot;I&apos;m sure my mother won&apos;t be bothering us for a while anyway.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Umm, I forgot.&quot; Reita wanders out the kitchen and grabs his keys from the hook by the entry hall. &quot;I have to go to work today. So you&apos;ll have to get lunch by yourself. Sorry about this. Well, see ya later.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki watches as Reita fiddle with his shoes laces then goes out the door. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Uh-oh, did I piss him off?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha downs his drink in one gulp, almost slamming the glass on the bar counter and sighs to Saga, his bartender. &quot;So I guess I was walking home when I noticed someone was following me. I saw the shadow and I heard the sound of the foot steps. It was really dark like all the street lights went out. It felt as though I was in some scene from a drama about a stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was pounding. Then I finally reached my apartment and I just couldn&apos;t stand it anymore. I turn around to face the stalker and it turned out to be my next door neighbor Aoi-san. He said nothing expect he smiled at me which I found unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into the elevator that seemed smaller than I had remembered. After a while I realized the elevator wasn&apos;t moving. I though maybe we had forgotten to press the button. So I reached out to press our floor but he grabbed hold of my hand. I looked at him and he had a smirk on his face. Then I was pushed to the wall with him pressed up against me as he had my hand pinned to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked, &apos;what is this?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he replied, &apos;this is what you want, isn&apos;t it?&quot; He took my other hand and guided it into the opening neckline of his shirt. He made me slowly feel his chest, his collarbone and neck. Then he whispered into my ear, &quot;you want me, don&apos;t you?&quot; and he nibbled and licked the rim of my ear. From that my heart started beating like crazy. I could literally hear it pulsing in my ear. Being that I&apos;d never expect something like this coming from him I was a little nervous but excited at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began kissing and sucking my neck. When he came to my lips he had this look like, &apos;I&apos;m wanna eat you up.&quot; It so sexy I thought my pants was going to explode. Then he attacked my lips like a wild animal. I didn&apos;t even have the chance to be attentive after I felt his lips pressed against mines and his tongue made its entrance like some sort of snake. I didn&apos;t know the feeling of not being able to breath could actually feel that good...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Man, that sounds pretty hot,&quot; Saga cuts in, while the storyteller goes for another drink. &quot;Then  what happened?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha ruffles his hair, looking face down. &quot;He suddenly slapped me and I woke up.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Huh? It was just a dream. And all that detail.&quot; The bartender is a bit disappointed by this, but still appears intrigue by that grin on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha on the other hand has a look of distress. &quot;I just couldn&apos;t get it out of my head.&quot; He wrinkles his brow, sounding slightly agitated. &quot;And I don&apos;t even know why I had that kind of dream. Not that I hadn&apos;t before. I just hadn&apos;t had him before.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saga leans back on a counter behind him and crosses his arms, while rubbing his chin. &quot;I heard when you have that sort of dream it could be that you aren&apos;t being satisfied.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha corks an eyebrow. &quot;What does that mean?&quot; The alcohol makes him a bit slow, but the point is coming along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, I use to have does dreams with different people almost every other night. Then they stop after I met Shou...&quot; Saga smiles awkwardly and looks always for a second. He&apos;s in a crossroads between embarrassment and annoyance. &quot;...for some reason.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha finds those expressions amusing coming from the usually cool bartender he knows. &quot;Really? And who&apos;s this Shou?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Someone who owns a little clothing shop that I go to sometimes in Shibuya.&quot; Saga begins grabbing random glasses and wiping them with a towel for distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is this &apos;someone&apos; special?&quot; Uruha asks curiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Knock it off,&quot; the bartender warns coyly. &quot;We&apos;re not talking about me right now. So when&apos;s the last time you did the &apos;sinful dance of lust&apos;?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&apos;s that?&quot; Uruha asks pretending he doesn&apos;t know what Saga is talking about, and drinking a tall glass of water that appeared in front of him, via the bartender, to sober him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;When&apos;s the last time you did &apos;it&apos; with someone?&quot; Saga rephrases, cheaply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha takes moment to think. &quot;Umm, a little more than a month, I suppose?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s a bit of a surprise.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha smirks. &quot;So you think I was that type, huh?&quot; But he&apos;s not offended or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;A little, I guess.&quot; The bartender went silent for a moment then moves on. &quot;Anyway, another reason for these dreams could be that you might have fallen for this Aoi-san guy. But wait, didn&apos;t you say you had a big crush on your boss? Did you confessed yet?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Falling for Aoi? Well, I do think he&apos;s nice to stare at and fun to tease once in while, but falling for him...? As for Ruki, he seems to be after that Reita person. Plus, I don&apos;t think I have a chance to begin with, or should I say I&apos;m afraid of what might happen after I say how I feel.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; &quot;I don&apos;t think so. Yes. And no,&quot; Uruha responds to Saga in short answers, not wanting to give himself away completely. &quot;Is there a third choice?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;From here I can only tell you to either ask a psychic or a dreamologist,&quot; Saga sarcastically advices. &quot;By the way, what&apos;s the relationship you have with Aoi-san?&quot; the bartender randomly asks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <title>[SHARING] 200 Random Songs ~Asian Music Version~</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4minute - Hot Issue&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3Kf7dWysUc&amp;amp;fmt=22&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=4LMEWIPO&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BoA - Energetic&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qE05Bv1e_fo&amp;amp;fmt=22&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=OEWFKYDM&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brown Eyed Girls - Glam Girl&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZ3sSVX8e7s&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=EZ4G4LX3&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girls&apos; Generation - Tell Me Your Wish (Genie)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-LN6rtpU7E4&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; 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] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HZS7GPD8&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ueda Tatusya (KAT-TUN) - Ai no Hana &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bgTUeITs_a0&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=48SRB71Q&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a segment from the Hong Kong TVB Entertainment New Show with KAT-TUN. It was actually a couple mintues long but it was mostly them talking at a press conference about their current tour, so I just cut the part with Kame&apos;s 1582 performance. 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upload the video clip to any online streaming sites like Youtube, Veoh, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #00ccff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE REMEMBER TO COMMENT IF YOU DOWNLOAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#921212&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.laymark.com/emoticons.crazy.php#icons&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Crazy Rabbit Winks&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://www.laymark.com/i/cz/cz03.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;12012 - LAST TIME&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2aCtH4ycOBM&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=OT471ORB&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACID - SEED&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imeem.com/groups/4Mfd-GHs/music/1fDZuekM/acid-seed/&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=7Q95HMKY&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ayabie - Meefisshu no uta, koi gara no suihou&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imeem.com/raina-sama/music/S6JUcPu6/ayabie-meefisshu-no-uta-koi-gara-no-suihou/&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=EBPOTAHM&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D=OUT - Tattoo&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g6r5ihMhrpw&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=N0X2454R&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEATHGAZE - SINNER&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=akFXqDxBQ-s&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=XNV54XZY&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sadie - SILENT EVE&lt;/b&gt; 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] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girugamesh - Glamorous Sky&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gRdm_PFNyuo&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] | [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=I7TG1P3D&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCRIPT - Baby Romantica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QegmBzEpvFg&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=AUH9DPD0&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAXIMUM THE HORMONE - Chu Chu Lovely Muni Muni Mura Mura Purin Purin Boron Nururu Rero Rero &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=auarKyIlDm8&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=TDSMODZ4&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abingdon Boys School - Desert Rose&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XLWmNNVtmTo&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=DH73TXYI&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acid Black Cherry - Hatsukoi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sjaroHRTnlo&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=B1Y70FG3&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deadman - Sakura to Ame &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KeeYeBucKRo&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=TS1XPZOS&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fatima - Kesenai Ame&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imeem.com/people/Bi_4hv3/music/kkcdP_bV/fatima-kesenai-ame/&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=TMVHMVZ6&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heidi. - Shounen&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imeem.com/maiyo888/music/St54ps18/heidi-shounen/&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=U5EDDADV&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marbell - Miss All Birthday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8qq_sXByOg&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=YLOKTJXO&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nakajima Takui - LOVE MERMAID&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.7yin.com/play_ok/101a27dc60dc65ca.htm&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=0TSN5INK&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plane - Hanabi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CszLoVobUAs&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=IO6QM4PO&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCEANLANE - I May Be&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O-DHx1MYfBs&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=DFJ1O1XK&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moran - Element &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rc2mqvxw9MU&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=FKUTRW46&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yousei Teikoku - Kegare Naki Tsuki no Doku &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o71nk1ofP4k&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=AZJQD3YG&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kei - Vesperbell &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x7x57y_pv-kei-vesperbell_music&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=GG7E9DLT&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sadie - A Holy Terrors &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rdtd8YuPvf8&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=MFYZYWKR&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Triceratops - Diamond Girl &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://web-cache.chocomaru.com/jplayer.html?QT664&amp;amp;%7Eue%3E4%60se51&amp;amp;EJ666%3E4%3E46&amp;amp;72&amp;amp;nrrv%3C%29%29qqq%28nkp%28ei%28lv%29vtibser%29bcrgoj%29%3E%3F%3F1%3E&amp;amp;745%3F4106%3F5&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; ] || [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=KL8PQU3V&quot;&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redballoon - Gin Iro no Sora &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gqrSTGNVzAc&amp;amp;fmt=18&quot;&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt; 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  <title>Aoi/Uru+Rei/Ruki - Gazette - Thin Walls - AU - 05/??</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thin Walls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apartment building Aoi lives in was built in the 1960s. Ancient compared to most buildings around the area. For that reason once a month a maintenance crew comes in to do safety checks, and shuts off the electricity and water. Because the building is so old there is no back up generator. And today happens to be one of those days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s like living back in the medieval ages after sun down. Aoi has to light up candle sticks after he found out his flashlights are all out of batteries. But he can&apos;t last an hour of sitting in the dark watching dripping candle wax, so he blows out the flames and goes to the convenient store to get a bento for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckwheat Soba with Cabbage and Sesame, and a beer to wash it down with. Aoi eats this while he stands on a bridge overlooking a small canal. It&apos;s peaceful here. It reminds him of when he first came to Tokyo, always having dinners like this all alone. While he&apos;s thinking about all his friends back in his hometown, Mei, having their beach parties living their carefree lives like there&apos;s no tomorrow. As for him, he was the moron who came to the city with the idea that he could become a rockstar. Obviously, judging by the place he lives in now that didn&apos;t exactly happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if Aoi had went to Ramen King he wouldn&apos;t be feeling like such a loser eating bento for dinner by himself. Then again, Reita&apos;s working tonight. The strange air between them still hasn&apos;t cleared up yet, and it&apos;s really been bugging him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita keeps pretending he doesn&apos;t get Aoi&apos;s text messages. And he makes these excuses about having plans so they couldn&apos;t meet up. Plus he keeps talking about this Ruki guy. It&apos;s like they&apos;re not even friends anymore. Like Aoi&apos;s just another customer to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Why couldn&apos;t I have ordered Chinese that night?&apos;&lt;/i&gt; Aoi flashes-back to the first time they met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another one of those days when he thought life really sucks. Then he felt hungry and looked through a pile of flyers he collected from the people passing them out in the sidewalks. He had a choice of Roopali Adjanta (Indian), Yang Yuan Thai (Chinese), or Ramen King. The first one out was the Indian restaurant because he didn&apos;t think his stomach can handle it. Aoi wanted to eat wonton noddles but he also wanted tempura shrimp. So after tossing a coin he had in his pocket he called Ramen King for take-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than thirty minutes later a punk shows up at Aoi&apos;s door. He wore a black leather jacket with motorcycle gloves, sporting a bleached out (Asian) mullet. What else was he suppose to think? Aoi was ready to slam the door in this punk&apos;s face, then he says he has his order from Ramen King. Soon Aoi realized he was actually the delivery guy. He let him in to put down the stuff on the counter while he looked for his wallet. Aoi didn&apos;t have enough for a tip so he offered him a can of beer from his fridge. He declined at first but Aoi somehow convinced him to take it and even stay for a while after he said this was his last delivery anyway. One thing led to another and he ended up staying overnight at Aoi&apos;s. It&apos;s not what you think. They spent the night talking about how sucky their lives were then they passed out on Aoi&apos;s living room floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was how Aoi came to met this delivery guy named Reita. This was almost four years ago, and now Reita is a cook at Ramen King. As to how Aoi came to like him from a friend to more, that will have to explained another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lonesome dinner Aoi walks for an hour to digest his meal. Getting home, he grabs a new change of clothes, a towel, a washcloth, soap and shampoo, throws them in a bag then heads off to the bath house. He pays the lady the 450 yen fee at the front counter. Not wasting anytime, he turns to the mens&apos; side of the bath house, into the changing room, striped down, ties his lengthy dark hair up in a small bun, wrap a towel around his waist, and another around his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bathing area by the showers there are two misters washing the soap off of themselves so Aoi could be left alone without any roving eyes hanging around. Afterwards he gets into one of the large bathtubs filled with the steamiest hot water. At the wall on the far end of the room is the usual large mural of Mt. Fuji, which almost every bath house in Japan has. Can&apos;t they pick something different for once? Like maybe a European landscape. The Eiffel Tower perhaps, now that&apos;ll be more romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi ignores the two misters gawking his way by leaning on the side of the tub with his back to them. This is where he sees a familiar face. Uruha. He&apos;s not so surprise because they do live in the same building, which at this moment has no water running through its pipes. The other has seated himself at the corner of the next tub in front of Aoi with his arms spread out on the rims of the bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Was he here the whole time?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;, Aoi wonders. &lt;i&gt;&apos;He has his eyes closed. Is he asleep?&apos;&lt;/i&gt; Well, since he&apos;s not bothering him there&apos;s no need for Aoi to take action. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Actually he appears half pass decent to look at like this. Makes me wonder why I don&apos;t like him that much.&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he is bored, Aoi slides over closer to Uruha. Thinking the other might actually be asleep he thinks it would be fun to wave his hand around in front of Uruha&apos;s face. His eyelids doesn&apos;t even twitch so Aoi blows in his ear. It&apos;s all innocent until he hears a low moan coming from the blonde. Aoi becomes annoyed suddenly and knocks the side of Uruha&apos;s head and slides back to his original place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey, who the hell!?&quot; Uruha&apos;s awake now. He looks around, rubbing the side of his head, and obviously he can&apos;t miss Aoi sitting there. &quot;Ee, you&apos;re here too? Did you see who knocked on my head.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No. I didn&apos;t see anyone.&quot; The dark haired one shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head, then turns away to snicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha looks at him indecisively for a moment, as though still deciding if he should believe his words. But alas, he doesn&apos;t question the other anymore and settles down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi can&apos;t say if he is relieved or not. And yet, a little part of him wanted to be caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on with his bath, Aoi rinses his washcloth in the water and puts the newly hot towel over his face while he leans his head back to rest. Just as he&apos;s feeling fine and dandy, Aoi starts to have an odd feeling like someone is sniffing him. Peeling the towel off his face, Aoi is confirmed by the sniffer&apos;s nose poking towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What are you doing?&quot; he dares to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That scent smells like a tropical drink,&quot; Uruha says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s Pina Colada. My shampoo. Want to borrow it?&quot; Aoi replies sarcastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other wrinkles his nose. &quot;No thanks. I don&apos;t really like anything with a coconut smell in it. But I don&apos;t mine eating coconut.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding this guy is weird Aoi is about to turn away from him when he starts hearing that sniffing sound once more. &quot;What are you at sniffing, again?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a fully naked grandpa with his banana hanging out between his crotch shuffles by waving and smiling at them. Both Aoi and Uruha are speechless and frozen like statues for a minute until grandpa has gone out to the changing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha breathes out and shakes himself out of his frozen state. &quot;So have you reconsidered the plan to pretend to be a couple.&quot; Amazing how he suddenly changes the subject of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi shakes his head out of annoyance. &quot;I thought this conversation was over once I left the laundry mat.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So your answer&apos;s...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Forget about it,&quot; Aoi says flat out. &quot;Besides, Reita wouldn&apos;t care even if I went out with a woman. And after I thought about it maybe I never really liked him in the first place. I mean I&apos;m not even gay.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re not?&quot; Uruha sounds surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;ve never noticed any other guys until Reita came along. And the case now is still the same,&quot; the dark haired one replies a matter of factually. &quot;I probably should just go to a bar, pick up a woman, and head to the nearest love hotel.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha snorts. &quot;Are you serious? Love hotels are a waste of money. Just take her home or to your place.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi is not so surprise that he&apos;d say that. &quot;Like you would?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why not? And save money at the same time,&quot; Uruha continues his support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this conversation is going so pleasantly, or not, and the fact that Aoi is getting wrinkly from soaking in a giant tub of water, he decides it&apos;s about time to end all this. &quot;I think I&apos;m ready to get out of here.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he is doing so standing up, Aoi hears the person nearest to him snickering. &quot;What?&quot; he asks, wondering what&apos;s so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Man, I think you dropped something,&quot; Uruha says, the same time Aoi realizes something wrong and looks down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low and behold, the towel which is suppose to be tied around his waist is now floating on the water like a dead jellyfish. &lt;i&gt;&apos;You have to be kidding me.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; Because this time it&apos;s his own banana that is hanging out for the world to see, or namely Uruha (a.k.a. Mister-horny-next-door-neighbor), Aoi is mentally smacks himself on the head right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay~&quot; Aoi remains casual, so as not to show any shame that might be lurking, he picks up his towel and wraps it around has waist. &quot;... No big deal.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha grins. &quot;Yup, no big deal.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi makes a face. &quot;What&apos;s that suppose to mean?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What?&quot; Uruha says, like he doesn&apos;t get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Alright, then how &apos;bout you show me yours,&quot; the other dares him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh~&quot; Uruha makes a comical face, his mouth shapes into an O as he puts his hand to his cheek. &quot;Aoi-san I didn&apos;t know you were interested in that sorta thing. But if you insist...&quot; He stands up and starts pulling at the towel tied around his waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is Aoi has already scene this man&apos;s plump peach (ass) before and he&apos;s not about to stand around half-naked to check out his banana too. &lt;i&gt;&apos;I&apos;ve been traumatized enough for today.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; he proclaims silently to himself. &quot;Forget I said anything.&quot; He turns around to seize the changing room for his get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey, wait up!&quot; Uruha calls after Aoi while the other wrestles with his locker door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita was kicked out of his apartment. The landlady&apos;s son just got divorced and now he needs a place. So Reita became the unfortunate tenant she chose to ask of this big favor. And he always thought he was her favorite tenant. Guess blood is thicker than water after all. He got a two weeks notice before having to move out. Reita could have said, &apos;no&apos;, but he just had to be the nice guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, two weeks  is not enough. Reita doesn&apos;t even where to start packing. But first things first, where is he suppose to find a new place? He&apos;s been looking through the listings posted at the windows of the real estates places and Reita doesn&apos;t think he can even rent an apartment with half a bathroom attached. Unless, he decides to share a place with a roommate. But only college kids do that, right? He had no idea he got such a deal with his apartment until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita has thought of staying at a friend&apos;s place for a while but who knows how long he&apos;ll have to stay. Plus most of them are either married, has a girlfriend, still lives with parents, or has an apartment way too small for even one person to live in (this one is possibly Aoi&apos;s category).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday something unexpected happened. Ruki had came into Ramen King during break hours to hang out when Reita blurted out that he&apos;s having trouble looking for an apartment. The next thing he knew Ruki was offering to let him stay at his place. Reita never even gave a thought about asking him because they haven&apos;t known each other for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately they have been seeing each other a lot. They seem to really get along quite well. Expect there&apos;s just something about Ruki that makes Reita feel uneasy somehow. Like the way Ruki sometimes walks really close next to him. And sometimes it&apos;s like he intentionally touches or try to hold his hand. This is especially so when people are around. Although, Reita has thought maybe he&apos;s thinking too much. Maybe Ruki just happens to be a touchy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Reita is standing in front of what appears to be a very tall and very high-class condominium. This is the address Ruki gave him. Just like the first time he went to Black Moral, Reita feels intimidated. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Exactly, how can someone like me know someone like him?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a deep breath Reita walks through the main entrance. He stops short once he realizes there&apos;s an automatic security door in front of the elevator. he looks around and quickly catch on to what looks like a chrome podium by the corner. As he approaches it a business-like woman strolls pass him. She looks back at Reita nonchalantly (almost tiredly) for a second then slides a card over the podium with a beep and the door slides opens for her to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he sees the woman disappear into the elevator Reita makes his move. The podium is actually an intercom. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Of course, I knew that.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; It takes him a minute to remember Ruki&apos;s apartment number, 2502, before he begins dialing the four digits and hitting the pound key for it to start ringing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hello?&quot; Ruki answers after the forth ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey, it&apos;s me Reita. I&apos;m at your building right now, on the intercom.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay. I&apos;ll press the button for the security door to open.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intercom hangs up itself suddenly and the door slides open. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Well, that&apos;s fast. I was expecting a beep or a buzz like the woman got before. Oh no, the door&apos;s closing.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; The opening is narrowing and Reita takes a shot by throwing his hand at the edge of the door. Thankfully, it automatically opens wide again for him to hop through quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita takes a fun little ride up in the glass walled elevator to the 25th floor, then arrives to the door with a golden plate engraved &apos;2502&apos;. He&apos;s ready to press the buzzer when the door opens and out appears Ruki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Welcome!&quot; he greets Reita in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ee, sankyou (thank you)?&quot; the other tries to say in English, but it just sounded mediocre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that aside a tour begins once they leave the entrance hallway, which is start off by Reita&apos;s ohhs and awws, plus throw in some jaw dropping and eyes popping. Of course, that didn&apos;t happen but Reita is quite amazed. To describe Ruki&apos;s apartment, it&apos;s like something out of home interior design magazine with a futuristic modern theme. Not just simplistic but everything is white: the high ceiling, the ceiling fan, the furniture, the coffee table, the fuzzy carpet under the coffee table, the open kitchen, sink, cabinets, etc. - all white. Reita feels like he needs sunglasses for all the whiteness. Another highlight is the view of the city from the living room window that takes about all the top half of the wall. You can even see the ocean from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it&apos;s up the stair case to the second floor located by the back of the living room. This is where the whiteness gradually disappears. For one thing the walls of the hallway is wallpapered in a white vine pattern over a black background on the top half while the bottom half is a solid red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This is one of the free rooms I have.&quot; Ruki opens the first door and it looks like a green house just exploded. The room is covered in plants, vines, leaves and random tropical flowers. The only evidence that this is actually a bedroom is the bed in the middle of the furnished wooden floor, which sits on top of a frame made out of raw tree branches. With the covers being a sheet of leopard skin fur. Real or not, lets not ask. It almost like Tarzan would suddenly swing into the scene on a tree vine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How did we get from the future world downstairs to the African jungle up here?&quot; Reita curiously asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t usually stay in the living room and kitchen, so I just put all my focus on the second floor,&quot; Ruki replies. &quot;You don&apos;t like it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, it&apos;s very cool.&quot; In fact, Reita is quite impressed, in a weird way. Then he notices something out of place curled up in the middle of the bed. &quot;Why is there a stuffed dog on the bed? Doesn&apos;t seem to match the theme.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki spits out laughing. &quot;Haha! That&apos;s my dog Koron. And it&apos;s not stuffed.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Reita feels a little stupid. &quot;Oh, right. You told me you had a dog.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Koron!&quot; Ruki claps his hands together twice. &quot;Wake up, we have a guest.&quot; The small black chihuahua&apos;s head pops up, ears pointing upward, and jumps down from the bed to Reita with its tail wagging. The owner picks up the cheerful dog. &quot;Say hello Koron.&quot; In which the chihuahua response by licking Reita&apos;s nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who&apos;s receiving these doggie kisses makes a face. &quot;It tickles.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Koron seems to like you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Or it thinks my nose is a its snack time treat.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving Koron back to its afternoon nap in the jungle room Ruki guides Reita to the next room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Here&apos;s the second free room.&quot; Ruki opens the door and a fresh smell of pineapple, coconut and ocean sea breeze smolders the air. This combined with sand between your toes, bamboo furniture and Hawaiian printed bedsheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let me guess,&quot; Reita chimes in. &quot;Hawaii?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki nods. &quot;I got the sand shipped from Hawaii as well. I went to a trip there last summer.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re missing a bathroom and Ruki&apos;s bedroom, but those can be introduced another time. So moving on to the last room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This is the third room.&quot; This time Ruki slides open the door revealing a simple room for a change. The floor is lined by tatami mats with a small black wooden table in the center. The walls are like the traditional Japanese screen doors, except they&apos;re red with black frames. The only life this &quot;bedroom&quot; has is the bonsai tree placed in the nook located up in the middle of the room. And there is a distinct aroma of tea leaves which embodies the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s like I&apos;ve seen this room before,&quot; Reita muses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Really? I wanted something traditional, yet non-conventional at the same time,&quot; Ruki commentaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I think I dreamt of a room like this after I watched the Kill Bill movie for the forth time.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki corks an eyebrow at the other. &quot;Anyway, so which room do you like best?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;All the rooms are nice. But ...&quot; Reita hesitates. &quot;I don&apos;t think I can rent a room at a place like this.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki ruffles with his own hair. &quot;Huh, who said anything about paying rent?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita does a double take. &quot;You mean I don&apos;t have to pay?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s what I&apos;m saying.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No way.&quot; Reita scratches the back of his neck, confused. &quot;This is too much. A free haircut is one thing but living here free is like...&quot; He pauses to find a word. &quot;I don&apos;t know what the word to describe this is.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki takes a moment. &quot;... Okay ... how about you be my personal chef as rent.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita slightly tilts his head to the side. &quot;Are you serious? All I know is ramen and tempura shrimp.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Fine with me,&quot; Ruki says with a shrug. &quot;You&apos;re moving in tomorrow.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wait a minute. But, ...&quot; Reita is too stunned for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day a huge moving truck appears in front of Reita&apos;s building. A dozen guys comes barging into to his apartment, grabs all his stuff and hauls everything into the moving truck. This is happening while Reita is trying to eat his rice omelet on his sofa. So when all is left but the sofa two big guys comes, picks up the furniture, with Reita still sitting on it holding his breakfast plate, and takes them away into the truck. From there it is off to Ruki&apos;s place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the ride Reita can only hold on to the edge of the sofa for dear life and hope he won&apos;t leave any omelet stains on the cushions. &lt;i&gt;&apos;How did this happen to me?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hope people still remember this story. &lt;br /&gt;Seems like ages since I updated. &lt;br /&gt;I hadnt been feeling well around the middle of July. &lt;br /&gt;Plus I got writers cramp.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just tried to spit out whatever I could throw together for this chapter.&lt;br /&gt;I found it very random.&lt;br /&gt;At this rate I&apos;m going I might just quit this story &lt;br /&gt;and discover the joys of only reading stories again.&lt;br /&gt;Either way...&lt;br /&gt;I still like reading people&apos;s comments. &lt;img src=&quot;http://www.laymark.com/i/o/106.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 10:21:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Gazette&apos;s Distress and Coma -Animated Version-</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is too awesome not to share. Possibly the best SIMS animated video I&apos;ve ever seen. Because before I always thought the characters and scenes in SIMS look hideously unrealistic, but it seems the program has improved itself since. Well, anyway lets just say the person who created this really knows how to use the program. She even added a storyline to the original PV. I wish the actual video did something like this. I&apos;d want to see the band act in their PVs for once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enough talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img18.imageshack.us/img18/1358/gazettedistressandcomaa.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;33&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produced by faerhANn (a.k.a Hana) [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/user/87angels&quot;&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download Video &amp;gt; &amp;gt; &amp;gt; [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=CYYYPWJF&quot;&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 07:04:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Aoi/Uru+Rei/Ruki - Gazette - Thin Walls - AU - 04/??</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thin Walls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday is Uruha&apos;s laundry day. Since it&apos;s his day off, he goes down to the laundry mat a couple of blocks from his apartment. Lugging his clothes around in a big cloth bag is probably the most annoying. &lt;i&gt;&apos;I feel like a hobo.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Uruha first saw his current apartment, the first down side for him were the thin walls. Coincidentally, on the day he was looking at the unit he found out his next door neighbor was hot, even though he looked kind of pissed off as he passed by the hallway. So that aside, the second thing was the tiny balcony. Every time Uruha walks out there he gets a phobia that the foundation will give out and he&apos;ll go crashing down from the three stories. There are lots more stuff too but let&apos;s get back to the main topic. The lack of a washer and dryer was a bit of let down. But the place is cheap and within his budget. Plus it was better than most of the rat holes he&apos;s looked at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, moving on. Uruha gets to the laundry mat at around 10:30 AM. At the front counter he drops his bag on the floor, and taps the old fashion bell that goes ding as he waits for the attendant. A minute later a jet black haired guy comes out from the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey,&quot; the attendant says informally just because Uruha knows him well enough. With sleepy panda eyes, he slumps over on a chair behind him, and he leans over on the counter by his elbow. It&apos;s like his eye balls are about to roll into the back of his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Tora, man, you look dead.&quot; Uruha pokes him on the cheek and his brows twitch. &quot;What happened?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tora turns away with a fallen gaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Breakup?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark haired one hangs his head. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Bingo. Pitiful fool.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; Uruha thought Tora was a pretty cool guy before. Then he met that Hiroto kid from the bath house. He didn&apos;t know Tora had a shota complex, and Uruha had known this guy since middle school. Although, they did go to different high school afterwards. Something must have happened around there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving him with his misery, Uruha gets his change in tokens, picks up his bag and heads to the noisy spinning machines through a segregating glass wall and door. Sometimes Uruha wondered how it would be to ride in one of those machines. He tried to when he was 7 in his own home until is mother came back from the supermarket and stopped him. &lt;i&gt;&apos;She always ruined my fun.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; She was also there to witness his first time with a girl (. . . and his first time with a guy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha decides on a random open washer by the end, inserting the tokens into the slots, pushing in the plate and watching the mechanized waterfall. He sighs, wondering what he should do for the rest of the day other than watching his clothes spinning in the dryer through the portal, as fun as it may sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bing-Bong] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turns to the door and sees a person who enters the laundry mat looking just like Aoi. Uruha snaps. It is him. &lt;i&gt;&apos;What is he doing here?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;  He&apos;s surprised because he didn&apos;t know Aoi came here too, who’s now talking to Tora. No actually, he&apos;s snapping his fingers at the attendant who must have fallen asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Uruha watching this? He should get back to what he&apos;s supposed to be doing, sorting his clothes into the washer and which he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to get things straight, the person Uruha likes isn&apos;t Aoi. Even though he&apos;s his type. Uruha has made a policy not to fall in love with a neighbor. Reason being it had happened before and he ended up having to move after finding out the guy was getting married. Nothing actually happened between them but he was still pretty heartbroken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s also the time when Uruha became homeless and his understanding boss, Ruki, let him stay at his place. It was probably then Uruha realized he had the greatest/cutest boss in the world and he&apos;s had a crush on him ever since. But he has never told Ruki that. Carefree as he might seem but when it comes to someone he really likes, Uruha completely chokes at saying his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A waving hand appears before him. &quot;Oi! You aren&apos;t hypnotized by the spinning dryers, are you?&quot; someone says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Woah!&quot; Uruha eyes pop out in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is standing right there in front him. Aoi. &quot;Here, for you,&quot; the other says, and presents Uruha with a shiny black shopping bag with handles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha opens it and there are clothes neatly folded inside. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Is this a gift?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;, he thought, since just last week was his birthday (but how would Aoi know), which was crappy and he got drunk off his ass then woke up at ... Uruha takes a second look inside the bag and the clothes appears vaguely familiar. &quot;Are these-?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The clothes you left behind the time you broke into my apartment?&quot; Aoi says the rest. &quot;Yes, they are. I found them yesterday in my stove&apos;s oven, which I don&apos;t get how. It totally ruined my breakfast.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha doesn&apos;t know what to say and sniffs the clothes inside. Surprisingly they smell like a grassy meadow. &quot;Did you clean them?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Of course, they stunk of vodka, cigarettes, and something vile. And I had do my laundry anyway, so don&apos;t make a big deal out of it,&quot; Aoi emphases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha is somewhat touched by his neighbor&apos;s casual gesture. He takes the clothes out from the bag and a slip of paper falls out. He picks it up and sees that it&apos;s a receipt. &quot;What&apos;s this?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That is the bill for the new doorknob I had to replace for the one you broke.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Am I hearing this right? I actually broke his door knob.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; Sounds kinky. &quot;Are you saying I have to pay for it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Obviously,&quot; Aoi says with a straight face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha readily surrenders. &quot;Fine.&quot; He packs his clothes back in the bag along with the bill, then notices something missing. &quot;Wait a minute, where&apos;s my underwear?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey, I didn&apos;t see any underwear,&quot; Aoi answers hastily as if he&apos;s afraid Uruha asked if he stole his underwear. It is quite funny. &quot;You sure you wore any?&quot; he adds in with a snort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he? Uruha ponders the times he&apos;s ever gone commando, but none comes to mind. Except for maybe when he was a baby. &quot;Anyway, thanks for returning my clothes cleaned.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi smirks. &quot;Yea, whatever.&quot; He starts to walk away. Uruha believes he is leaving but the other stops short at the row of chairs lined up against the glass wall that looks out to the streets. Of the seven blue chairs there Aoi picks the one at the end. As he sits down he takes out his cellphone, looking up at the ceiling for a moment then starts dialing. But he is pressing too many numbers so he must be texting a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha wants to mind his own business so he finishes loading in the rest of his laundry from his big cloth bag into the washer. It is going to take an hour but he doesn&apos;t know what to do with that time. Uruha glances back at Aoi by the chairs sitting all alone. Seems like the other is waiting for a reply to his text. He also appears kind of flustered looking at the phone in his hand, or at the floor, at the ceiling, or outside. While doing so he saw Uruha watching him, then settled on just looking down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha goes ahead and joins Aoi at the seating area with five empty chairs to separate them. He looks over to Aoi but he still kept his stare at his cellphone. &lt;i&gt;&apos;It is getting boring.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; Uruha is about to leave to go for a walk out on the streets when Aoi makes a move, pressing two keys on his cell and places the receiver up to his ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hello? Reita, where are you? . . . &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That name gets Uruha&apos;s attention. Aoi realizes too and turns his back to him but his vocal volume doesn&apos;t decrease much.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;....do you want to have lunch? Like that place we always go to . . . with who? . . .  a girl? . . . a guy named Ruki? . . . fine, then-&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing Uruha knows Aoi is sitting only one chair away from him. &quot;Ey, do you know someone named Ruki?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why&apos;d you ask?&quot; Uruha wasn&apos;t prepared for this kind of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I heard you calling out that name in your sleep that time in my bed,&quot; Aoi bluntly says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha is in an awkward position, but he tries to keep cool. &quot;Oh, um, he&apos;s just my boss at the salon I work at.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You work at a salon?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Does that surprise you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Not really,&quot; Aoi responses dully. &quot;So what&apos;s your boss like?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha is beginning to wonder if this is an interrogation. &quot;He&apos;s a good guy.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You like him don&apos;t you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dangerous territory for Uruha. &quot;That is personal.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other trudges on anyway. &quot;You know I have a friend named Reita, right?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes...?&quot; Uruha doesn&apos;t like where this is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How did your boss meet my friend?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just got too weird. Uruha should have left when he had the chance. &quot;Destiny? Fate? I don&apos;t know! Ask your friend.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went silent for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi sighs. &quot;He&apos;s avoiding me now.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that comment Uruha suddenly feels somewhat bad for this guy. It&apos;s almost like they&apos;re in the same boat, they&apos;ve sprung a leak and they&apos;re sinking slowly. &quot;Must be hard, huh? Feeling something for someone who can&apos;t return those feelings.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha feels a warming touch on the side of his cheek as it traces down his jaw to his chin and turns his head to the side. Aoi has moved on the chair right beside his. Uruha is not sure what&apos;s going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile Aoi looks into his eyes which travel down to his mouth. He tilts Uruha&apos;s chin and tilts his head to the side. Uruha is experienced enough to know what might happen next. But is this really happening? He shuts his eyes just in case. Then after a three second pause he hears laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Haha. I&apos;m sorry,&quot; Aoi says, turning away cackling. &quot;But wouldn&apos;t it be funny if we pretended to be together just to see how the people we like react.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha knows this is supposed to be some sick twisted joke by a heartbroken man but at the same time it sounds pretty interesting. &quot;Let&apos;s do it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago Ruki left home after a huge argument with his father about his future. Afterwords he tried to cut connections with his parents, changing his numbers six times and moving four times. He even changed his name, but they still found him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently Ruki has been receiving calls from his parents again. All of sudden they decided to bug him about getting married and then talking about the possibility of setting him up on a marriage interview. Like seriously, what is up with parents forcing their children to get married. The reasons are always the same, &apos;you&apos;re not getting any younger&apos;, &apos;we want you to find happiness&apos; or &apos;this would be good for our companies relationship.&apos; That&apos;s all crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki is single and running a successful hair salon. He doesn&apos;t see how he can be unhappy. He told them that but they of course don&apos;t believe him. They&apos;re just so annoying that the other day Ruki just blurted out that he&apos;s gay simply to get them off his case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is he has tried dating guys when he started out as a hairstylist only to fit in better with the other guys he worked with because they were that kind. But the relationships Ruki had never went beyond kissing. You can say he played them but their were some he did like just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, his parents doesn&apos;t believe he&apos;s gay either. They went as far as sending a spy to follow him to make sure of it. Luckily, Ruki instantly found out about it and who the spy was, which bothers him even more. The so-called spy was his high school classmate, Kai. They weren&apos;t really friends but Kai always followed him around. He got orders from Ruki&apos;s parents to do so because Kai&apos;s tuition was paid for by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to keep the show running Ruki has come up with the idea of using a decoy to throw off his parents. Although, he didn&apos;t account that part of not having any friends that are available at the moment to play couples with for a few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only choice he has is his new friend Reita, who seems like such an innocent guy. Ruki doesn&apos;t think he&apos;d go along with his plan if he asked so he choose the option of not telling him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki is waiting in front of Black Moral for Reita like he told him they&apos;d meet for lunch. While taking note his spy (aka Kai) is nearby watching in a black car wearing sunglasses and a hat as he pretends to be reading a magazine that hides his binoculars or maybe camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon Reita arrives and Ruki gives him his best smile. &quot;Good morning. No, actually it&apos;s almost noon huh?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sorry, I&apos;m a little late.&quot; The other nods his head apologetically. &quot;I got stuck talking to the landlady.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, I was early here.&quot; Like an hour ago, but Ruki didn&apos;t tell him. &quot;Was something wrong?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No. She just dropped her bag of groceries so I helped her and we started talking.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, okay.&quot; Enough with this boring talk. Ruki wonders if Kai is paying attention to this. &quot;Then shall we go?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they start walking Ruki trips over his own foot. Clumsy. But he takes advantage of this situation. He grabs Reita by the arm and stumbles again. &quot;Ah!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, he takes the bait and holds Ruki&apos;s other arm so the latter won&apos;t fully fall on his face. &quot;Are you okay?&quot; he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m fine.&quot; Ruki looks up at Reita with puppy dog eyes. &quot;I was carrying some stuff back in the salon before and sort of fell over something.&quot; By a tree, behind them he spots Kai at the corner of his eye. &quot;It&apos;s okay.&quot; He continues to hold on to the other as he limps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You sure?&quot; Reita says with concern. &quot;Maybe you should see a doctor.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that Ruki lets go of his arm and stands straight. &quot;N-nah, I can walk it off.&quot; He shows his runway walk. &quot;See?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sit at Gold Rush a restaruant diner that serves hamburgers as their specialty. As Ruki and Reita wait for their orders to be cooked they sip their cherry ice teas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So did you originally have any plans today before I suddenly called?&quot; Ruki asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita smiles, scratching the back of his neck. &quot;Not really. It&apos;s my day off so I was going to clean out my refrigerator since I kept smelling something strange inside.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Interesting you said refrigerator because I&apos;m looking for a new one.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Me too. Mines has been making some weird knocking noise and sometimes it even shakes.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki laughs. &quot;Must be creepy at night.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yea, some nights I wonder if an alien has inhabited my kitchen.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An odd notion pops into Ruki&apos;s head. &quot;In that case why don&apos;t we go looking for new fridges later.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s an idea,&quot; Reita agrees (maybe?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki looks around and finds Kai sitting across the diner from them in a booth, peeking over an open menu. He chuckles at the man in black&apos;s crappy spy job and went back to his ice tea. Ruki looks down at the glass and took notice of the cherry at the bottom. A light bulb lights up over his head. He takes the spoon from atop his napkin and scoops the cherry out. Picking it up by its stem, he leans over across the table to Reita and holds the cherry up to the other&apos;s mouth. &quot;Do you want my cherry? I don&apos;t eat them.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita blinks. &quot;Eh? I like them, but-&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay, then say &apos;ah&apos;.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita&apos;s confused. &quot;Haa?&quot; His mouth opens so Ruki conveniently puts the cherry in. And once the mouth closes he puts off the stem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki grins, sneakily. &quot;Is it good?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita chews and swallows with a gulp of his own ice tea. &quot;Yea, thanks,&quot; he says, unsure of what just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*ringtone*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki knows that isn&apos;t his phone&apos;s ringtone so he looks at the person across him. Earlier Reita had received a text message as well but he didn&apos;t answer it. Ruki had wondered why. &quot;Are you going to answer it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita picks up his cell. &quot;. . . Aoi, what&apos;s up? Where am I? . . . I&apos;m with someone right now . . . no, it&apos;s a guy. His name&apos;s Ruki. We just met . . . oh look, our foods here . . .&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki watches the other lie through his nostrils and waits till he ends his call. &quot;Was that your girlfriend checking up on you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, no.&quot; Reita shakes his head right to left. &quot;He&apos;s my guy friend, named Aoi.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh. Then why were you lying to him, unless I&apos;m really eating an invisible hamburger,&quot; Ruki inquires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay.&quot; Reita clears his throat to start. &quot;A while ago he told me something that took me by surprise. And now I don&apos;t know how to act around him anymore.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki simply nods. He could take a wild guess at what this guy friend could have said to Reita, but this may ruin his plans so he drops it. And takes a glance across the diner once more at the spy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do you know that guy sitting in that booth?&quot; Reita interrupts him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki hesitates. &quot;Why?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Because I think he has been following us since we were in the street. And you keep looking that way.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Was I really that obvious&apos;&lt;/i&gt; &quot;Yea, I know him,&quot; Ruki admits. &quot;He&apos;s an old friend of mines. I think I&apos;ll go say hi.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, as he said, Ruki walks over to the booth and sits across from the spy. &quot;Hello, Kai,&quot; he said smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man jumps in his seat, almost spiting out the milkshake he&apos;s drinking. &quot;Matsumoto-sama?!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shh. Don&apos;t call me that. Makes me sound like my old man.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Takanori-san?&quot; Kai lowers his voice to a whisper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Know one has called me that since high school.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ruki-kun?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My parents sent you to see who I&apos;m dating, right?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai nods his head up and down. &quot;Do you really like men now?&quot; he asks forwardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You see the guy there?&quot; Folding his arms over his chest, Ruki directs his chin at Reita. &quot;I&apos;m with him now.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai knits his eyebrows. &quot;Ruki-san, are you serious about this? He&apos;s not exactly...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&apos;s wrong with him?&quot; Ruki asks, defensively. &quot;I think he&apos;s really cute.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai rubs his forehead. &quot;Eh, cute isn&apos;t a word usually used on guys.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki doesn&apos;t care about that stuff. &quot;Anyway, you&apos;re going to report all this to my parents, right?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai exhales. &quot;Yes.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki grins inwardly. &quot;. . . So how&apos;ve you been?&quot; His tone relaxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other corks an eyebrow at the sudden change of topic. &quot;Good.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is you&apos;re mother doing well?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, she&apos;s doing very well. She&apos;s recently learning belly dancing. She likes it so much she&apos;s even getting my grandma into it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki sweardrops. &quot;Kai, that&apos;s more than I needed to know. I&apos;m getting back.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At his return to the table their orders has already arrived. Two steakhouse burgers with fries on the side. Ruki looks at Reita chomping down on his burger with sauce smeared on the side of his mouth. Ruki smiles. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Cute&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; I see people had mistaken from last chapter about who Uruha really liked.&lt;br /&gt;So is anyone surprised that his unrequited love is for Ruki? 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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 03:33:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Reita/Ruki - the GazettE - Standstill - Oneshot</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll45/chokofroggie/2009053120464111.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original* Inspiration Image from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_innerchance&apos; lj:user=&apos;innerchance&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://innerchance.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://innerchance.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;innerchance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name__quaintnotion&apos; lj:user=&apos;_quaintnotion&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/_quaintnotion/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/_quaintnotion/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;_quaintnotion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;31&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download* Title Song&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=MZ0C6212&quot;&gt;The American-Rejects - Time Stands Still&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Standstill&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sunny that day and for some reason I had the strange urge to go fishing. As if he read my mind, I heard my cellphone alerting me of an incoming text message. It was from Ruki. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His text read: &lt;i&gt;&apos;Let&apos;s ride with the swans.&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I texted back: &lt;i&gt;&apos;Haa?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited a while, but I didn&apos;t get a reply after that. Instead, I got a call from him saying, &quot;meet me at the XXX train station.&quot; Then he hung up before I even had a chance to say a word. It&apos;s just like Ruki to do this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn&apos;t get why we couldn&apos;t have just used my car, but I arrived at the train station fifteen minutes later. And he was already there leaning against a post in the less than crowded platform. We exchanged our usual &apos;hey&apos; greetings then I asked where we were going and he said, &quot;it&apos;s somewhere different.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mystery destination kept me rolling all through our ride. I was asking for hints of where we were headed but he just won&apos;t budge. After some more exchange we noticed we were being watched by the other passengers so we had to stop. But Ruki finally caved a little and told me, &quot;there will be fishes.&quot; Then I told him about my earlier desire to go fishing, which he responded with a soft, &quot;you old man.&quot; We were trying to maintain a low volume because a grandpa, who sat across from us was giving us and annoyed look. Plus he had this wondering eye that gave me the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple stops later we got out at Ueno Station. And my first thought was, &quot;are we going to the Ueno Zoo?&quot; Because Ruki did say there would be fishes and the zoo was like a five minute walk from the station. And I felt like seeing penguins. He said &quot;no, but we might pass by if you want to,&quot; with his teasing laugh . So my next guess had to be Ueno Park because everything&apos;s there and know one goes to Ueno without going to Ueno Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played follow the leader until we reached the Shinobazu Pond at the south end of the Park. The area was populated with couples and families, so we sort of stuck out being the only two guys together. Then Ruki proclaimed, &quot;let&apos;s ride with the swans.&quot; I finally understood what he meant once I looked at the water and saw a dozen white, pink, and yellow swan boats floating on the water with people inside pedaling with their legs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked fun so I was starting to get excited until Ruki disappeared and came back saying, &quot;I rented a row boat.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got on the water I realized the only ones using row boats were couples. It was a little more than embarrassing when a little girl and her big sister pedaled their swan boat by us giggling. Not to mention we were sitting face to face. Ruki was saying, &quot;forget everyone else .&quot; So I grabbed the paddles from him and paddled us to a further part of the pond where there were lesser or no people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea how much energy it took to row a boat so I had to give the paddles back to Ruki and get a breather. And the other guy laughs, then asked, &quot;man, are you okay?&quot; I haven&apos;t had an asthma attack since I was ten but at the moment it felt like I might almost have one. But I toughed it out and answered with heaving nods and vigorous hand waves, then a &quot;yea, yea.&quot; And I got better after a minute or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I calmed down he said, &quot;you aren&apos;t sea sick, are you?&quot; which was silly because we were in a pond not some big ocean. So I asked, &quot;why?&quot; Then he said, &quot;If you&apos;re not, nevermind.&quot; And that&apos;s when it started to get to me. Even though we seemed to be sitting pretty still I felt the boat wobbling. I didn&apos;t know if it was because I hadn&apos;t had lunch yet or that high-speed paddling I did, but I began to feel a little sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held my stomach and murmured, &quot;why&apos;d you have to say that? now I don&apos;t feel so well.&quot; Then Ruki presented me with a tiny clear blue box of sea sick pills from his pocket. And after I swallowed one dry he said, &quot;why don&apos;t you lay down for awhile.&quot; I didn&apos;t know how but his voice sounded really nice and gentle at the time so I took his suggestion. Although the only decent space to maybe lay down on was the bow of the boat but then we had to switch place so I just settled down where I was and leaned back on the stern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my eyes were closed all I heard were the simple sounds of nature. The rustling of tree branches, the blowing leaves, the distant birds&apos; chirping, the fraction of the water hitting the bottom of the boat, and the overall peace. It was tranquilizing. Then I felt a warmth caressing my cheek and I opened eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I saw Ruki&apos;s head turned away quickly with both his hands firmly gripping the paddles. It made me wonder what was really going on here. So I grabbed on to the sides of the paddles like a handle bar to sit myself upright. And this brought us just mere inches from each others faces where I asked, &quot;Ruki, why&apos;d you brought me out here?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this he shifted back a little and I do the same to give us space. He hesitated at first then said, &quot;I, um, just wanted to hang out.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a mother duck and her three baby ducklings came floating by us and we both can&apos;t help but say, &quot;cute&quot;. We laughed then our eyes met. A silence took over us. The atmosphere was quite nice which brought a smile to our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seized this moment, taking Ruki by the chin and kissed his soft, hot lips. I swear every time after we kissed I thought I tasted something sweet in my mouth. I seriously wonder if it&apos;s him. And even though it&apos;s passed our first, second and third kiss there&apos;s always something new and different the next time, just like him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in our own world, until I heard a splash and I pulled my head back and realize one of our boat&apos;s paddle is in the water. Ruki panicked while trying to lean over the boat to grab it with his hand as the the boat wobbled more than ever before. So I told him, &quot;wait a minute, use the other paddle to pull it back in.&quot; That way there was less of a chance to tip the boat over from the way he was doing it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, we got the paddle back. Then Ruki told we the reason he brought to Ueno was, &quot;I wanted our time to stand still for moment before you leave.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new job position was transferring me to Kyoto and it would be a while before I&apos;d be back in Tokyo unless it was business. For the pass month since I heard the news I didn&apos;t want to think about it. In fact, I hadn&apos;t been thinking about it at all. There was only a week left before I was going, and I hadn&apos;t even started packing up my stuff yet. That&apos;s why I didn&apos;t talk to Ruki much about this move. Honestly, I didn&apos;t even know where we were in our relationship, or if we&apos;re even dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in general we do appear to be just friends. Expect for the part where we kiss, and how I feel a little hotter when he looks or touch at me a certain. Or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became curious and asked, &quot;does that mean you want me to stay?&quot; Then he asked, &quot;do you want to go?&quot; And I came back with, &quot;well, the pay is really good, why shouldn&apos;t I?&quot; On his turn he nearly shouted, &quot;Then Go! I don&apos;t care.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was really expecting something, and that was why I was about to the stupidest thing ever. I told Ruki, &quot;give me the paddles.&quot; Once I took them in my hands I tossed them the furtherest away I could from the boat. I wasn&apos;t thinking at all. Ruki freaked out swearing up a storm, which thankfully mother nature didn&apos;t provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shouted some more, &quot;what the fuck did you do that for? how the hell are we going to get back?!&quot; So I told him, &quot;you said you wanted time to stand still. Now we can be sitting still around here for a while. Just like wanted, right?&quot; Then he turned away and growled, &quot;NO!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting really pisses, so I asked one last time, &quot;then what is it?&quot; And he finally gave up, &quot;okay, fine, I want you to stay. Happy?&quot; Of course, that was all I wanted to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one seemed to come this far out part of the pond so it took almost an hour before the park people found us and took us back to land. Later they asked us how we could loose both our paddles. We looked at each and said, &quot;the ducks took them.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my job in Kyoto, the next day my boss suddenly decided to postpone it. I wasn&apos;t too unhappy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;The style is a little different from my usual,&lt;br /&gt;but I like it in a way.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;This was written for an AU fanfic contest @ &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name__quaintnotion&apos; lj:user=&apos;_quaintnotion&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/_quaintnotion/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/_quaintnotion/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;_quaintnotion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;so if you really do like it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;please give me your vote @ this &amp;gt;&amp;gt; [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/_quaintnotion/558259.html?mode=reply&quot;&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.laymark.com/i/m/m170.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 13:43:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Aoi/Uru+Rei/Ruki - Gazette - Thin Walls - AU - 03/??</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thin Walls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi just woke up from a weird dream where he was being attacked by a giant octopus. He was sleeping on the left side of the bed again. Aoi discovered  a while ago that whenever he sleeps on his left side he always had bad dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Aoi turns to his right side to try and sleep again, but it seems he&apos;s still dreaming because that noisy neighbor of his is asleep next to him in his bed. This is worst then the octopus. To try waking up Aoi pinches his arm a couple times until he realizes it actually hurts. He peeks at body next to him and pinches the person&apos;s face. This earns Aoi a slap on the hand by the other who still has his eyes closed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suddenly, something comes to him. Aoi remembers of a loud noise in the middle of the night. Because it was not the first time Uruha has tried to break into his apartment he simply ignored it, like it was a cat scratching the front door, and went back to sleep. And apparently, after some extensive scratching the cat finally broke in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that was it and being still drowsy, Aoi is not going to even pretend to overreact. Therefore, he remains lying in bed comfortably with his eyes half-closed as he starts hollering for the guy to get up. &quot;Ooii! Wake up. Hey!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Umm-&quot; Uruha rustles and takes some of Aoi&apos;s blanket in which the other already has less of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi grunts irritatedly and sits up. Even though he&apos;s not exactly cold this is still his bed. &quot;Eey! If you don&apos;t get up right now I&apos;m gonna kick you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nnnmm-&quot; Uruha groans like a farm animal and takes the rest of Aoi&apos;s blanket away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now Aoi&apos;s not being nice anymore. He shifts over to the other side to pull all of the blanket back to his side and ends up with more than he wants. A  butt-naked Uruha in his bed. Emphasis on the butt because after he sees the other is shirtless Aoi also realizes this guy is pant-less as well. To this Aoi&apos;s face begins contorting in ways even his facial muscles can&apos;t keep up. On the upside, he&apos;s staring at Uruha&apos;s ass and not the flip side of it. Yet, it doesn&apos;t make him feel any more relieved either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This image disturbs Aoi enough so that he decides to give up his beloved blanket to cover the parts of Uruha he does not need to see. Even though the view is not a very bad one  he&apos;s just not too interested. But the beast has somehow awaken and without a warning he lashes out his long arms which latches around Aoi&apos;s waist. Instead of shock, a scene from the former&apos;s dream suddenly comes back to him. Giant octopus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Oh my lord! Something is poking the side of my right thigh.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; ...something...? &lt;i&gt;&apos;Please tell he this freak has three arms.&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nngh...Ru...ki...,&quot; the creature moans indiscriminately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi tries to wriggle away but the slumbering being only tightens the hold around his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when things are getting freakier an alarm clock from somewhere nearby starts beeping and the creature snuggling up to Aoi stirs. The next thing he knows, Aoi&apos;s bopped in the nose by a big fluff ball of a head. &quot;OWWW!!&quot; If he didn&apos;t have to aid to his possible broken nose Aoi would whack Uruha right here and now, but he chooses to run to his bathroom to check on the damages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi&apos;s nose is fine but there is still some blood. So he rolls up a piece of toilet paper and stuffs it up one of my nostrils. In a couple minutes he merges from the bathroom and yields to the living room. He finds his uninvited guest sitting hunch over on the couch, and hitting his head on the sides with the palm of his hands. Aoi walks over to see what Uruha&apos;s wearing, which happens to be his tshirt and my apartment pants (can&apos;t exactly call them PJ bottoms - that&apos;s for kids). &quot;You better be wearing underwear.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha hesitates, props his elbows on his knees, holding up his head and looks at the other stoically. &quot;I couldn&apos;t find them.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi&apos;s jaw drops a little. &quot;...Eww.&quot; Like, that&apos;s gross man, have some respect. He tries to calm down for a second before he speaks. &quot;Okay, just how exactly did you get in my apartment?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha ruffles his hair, which now resembles a bird&apos;s nest. &quot;I don&apos;t remember.&quot; He grins, as though that&apos;ll make the homeowner go easier on him. &quot;What&apos;s up with your nose.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It was you.&quot; Aoi plucks the rolled-up tissue out of his nostril. Seems the bleeding has stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh~&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;That&apos;s all you got to say, oh. Man, this guy.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; Aoi rolls his eyes and turns his head elsewhere. Towards the door he notices something. He approaches it to learn that the doorknob has broken loose, and he already knew who the culprit is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi turns around and the couch is empty. Uruha&apos;s escaping through the kitchen window where outside is where their balconies are next to each other. &quot;Hey!&quot; He calls after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other looks back. &quot;Sorry, Aoi-kun. I have to get to work. I&apos;ll wash the clothes before I return them.&quot; And he&apos;s out just like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What about my door nob?&quot; Aoi mutters to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High-end brands and establishments intimidate Reita. They always have that&apos;s why you&apos;d never see him walking into stores like Dolce &amp; Gabbana, or Armani. Not his style anyway. He&apos;d rather pick his 500 yen (USD$5) tshirts over those stiff suits any day. So why is about go in one of the most exclusive salons in Shibuya? Well, if the ramen shop owner hasn&apos;t been bugging him about his hair these past few days, because the owner himself is loosing hair, Reita probably wouldn&apos;t even consider coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Ruki, the owner of this salon called Black Moral. Reita&apos;s first impression of him was &quot;weirdo stalker!&quot;. But on their second meeting he was pretty okay, except for that part when he suddenly touched his hair. That was a little odd. Reita is starting to think if he has some some way of attracting strange people, which brings Aoi back into his mind. He still hasn&apos;t talked to the other since he picked up his cellphone from Aoi&apos;s place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the situation at bay. &lt;i&gt;&apos;My hair isn&apos;t so bad that I need professional help, does it?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;, Reita wonders. He could of course just go down to the drug store to pick up a box of hair dye. It&apos;d be way cheaper, and he doesn&apos;t know if he even brought enough money with him. Even if Ruki said he&apos;d give Reita a discount, he&apos;d look really lame if he comes up short. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Ah, screw it. I&apos;ll go to the store to buy the hair dye, and I want a soda. I&apos;m thirsty.&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as he&apos;s about to go a guy with thick framed glasses wearing a black mouth mask walks up to Reita. &quot;Hey, you came.&quot; This guy pulls off his mask to reveal himself as the owner of Black Moral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ah, it&apos;s you.&quot; After saying this Reita realizes myself saying that every time he sees this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other laughs. &quot;The name&apos;s Ruki not &apos;You&apos;.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sorry,&quot; Reita reflexively apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki smirks. &quot;Well, what are you standing around for. Come in!&quot; He holds open the big glass door for the former who couldn&apos;t refuse the to go right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Morning!&quot; Ruki announces his presence to the workers and customers, which some who aren&apos;t too occupied replies back with the same greeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first look the salon is very spacious with high ceilings, beams, and hanging light fixtures. Including a vintage antique looking chandelier as a center piece up above. Adding to the drama the walls are painted with a black background beneath a large mural of white tree branch-like strands of hair overflowing throughout all the walls of the salon. Something different, and like so the floor is a glistening well polished marble in the color of red wine. Lining either side of the parallel walls are the individual stations with their large canvas size mirrors in front of black salon chairs. From there Reita is led to one near the end next to the big glass window wall with the less people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wow, your salon looks amazing,&quot; he comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thanks.&quot; Ruki smiles. He appears to do that a lot. &quot;To be honest I&apos;m not the only owner of this shop. I have two other partners, but they rarely come around after since we opened. So I&apos;m left to take care of the place on my own mostly.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is that even fair?&quot; Reita spoke to fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, Ruki doesn&apos;t give the impression he minds. &quot;Yea, but I got to redesign the whole salon how I wanted it. I even got to hand-paint a mural on a wall for the first time,&quot; He says the last part proudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita takes a once look around again at the illustration on the walls. Thinking to himself how he can barely draw a dog on paper, while someone can actually do all this is absolutely amazing. &quot;I&apos;m impressed, really.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;When you say this, does that mean you&apos;ll like to go out with me?&quot; the voice behind him says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Huh?&quot; He looks at Ruki&apos;s reflection in the mirror, blankly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other snorts. &quot;I&apos;m just kidding. So what do you want today.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Aoi&apos;s confession to him, Reita could totally take these things as a joke, but lately he&apos;s starting to wonder about himself. He can&apos;t even remember the last time he had a real relationship with a woman. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Maybe something is wrong with me.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I was thinking of getting my hair dyed darker and maybe a shorter cut.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Or how about trying something different?&quot; Ruki suggests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Different?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m thinking of a neon orange, curled in front, swept back on the side, and a stripe of green lime thrown in somewhere.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the reason why you should always tell the hairstylist what you want exactly. So, Reita&apos;s answer will have to be ... &quot;Pass.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I see Ruki-chan nabbed a cute one for himself today.&quot; A cheery voice approaches them in a form a tall guy with darker blonde hair swept to one side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki wrinkles his brow, crossing his arms over his chest, and turned to the new person joining the two. &quot;Uruha. You&apos;re late. Again. What&apos;s the story this time?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, if you must know...&quot; Uruha thinks for a second, &quot;... a dog was barking at me on the way here. Then it started chasing me. I ran, ran, ran until the dog banged his head on the fire hydrogen and passed out. I almost lost a shoe too, but a nice old lady found it back by the street corner and gave it back to be.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salon owner nods his head suspiciously. &quot;Is that so?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yup.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at the chair Reita tries his best to keep from busting out laughing at that ridiculous story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki shakes his head then places his attention back on his dear customer. &quot;Okay. Reita, this is Uruha. He&apos;ll be you&apos;re shampoo boy for today.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;d prefer to be called a shampoo attendant,&quot; Uruha wants to make clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Anyway, I&apos;ll be off to check on the other customers. After he&apos;s done washing you we&apos;ll talk about your hair,&quot; Ruki says to Reita before leaving Uruha and the latter, both together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next Reita is led to another station near the back of the salon where rows of sinks with a row below each were black covered seats like outside but lower. When he sits down in one of them Uruha promptly drapes a towel over his shoulders then a large black nylon smock over his whole body. Then the shampoo attendant asks Reita to lean his head back so he could start shampooing his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So you&apos;re the Reita that Ruki has been talking about.&quot; Uruha starts off their platonic conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, really?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yup, he said you&apos;re tempuras tastes really delicious.&quot; Uruha says it suggestively which came out weird in Reita&apos;s ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My tempuras?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You work at a ramen shop right?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Right.&quot; Reita caught up to speed. &quot;He came by that one time so I could return his wallet.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s what he told me.&quot; Uruha pauses his hand motions for a second and puts focus on the other&apos;s face. &quot;By the way have we met before because you look familiar.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first Reita doesn&apos;t know what he meant but then he looks up at Uruha and realizes he has seen a face like his. &quot;Now that you mention it, you look familiar to me too. Ah, don&apos;t you like next door to Aoi?&quot; &lt;i&gt;&apos;The noisy horny neighbor. Yikes.&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yea. And you&apos;re a friend of Aoi&apos;s. I think we&apos;ve bumped into each other in the hallway before.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I think so.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this they remain quiet until Uruha finishes off rinsing Reita&apos;s hair and escorts him back to his chair at the main station. As Uruha leaves he gives Reita a look that the latter doesn&apos;t understand. All that can be described is it isn&apos;t particularly friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Ruki returns. &quot;So you ready?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita hesitates for a minute. &quot;. . . Oh, yea. Go for it,&quot; he says, riskily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end Reita got a shorten cut and his hair was a brand new silvery platinum blonde. He didn&apos;t think his shop owner would approve but he liked it. Once he took out his wallet at the clerk&apos;s desk Ruki tells him it&apos;s free. He was totally taken by surprise so Reita had to insist the other come back to King Ramen so he can treat him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even though I&apos;m already on my summer vacation &lt;br /&gt;I seem to be more lazier then before. &lt;br /&gt;So please excuse me for the lateness this update and later ones.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the next one would come along faster.&lt;br /&gt;For now, all I can say are the words &quot;laundry mat&quot; and &quot;marriage interview&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;Comments are &amp;hearts; too &lt;img src=&quot;http://www.laymark.com/i/m/m023.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 12:32:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Aoi/Uru+Rei/Ruki - Gazette - Thin Walls - AU - 02/??</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thin Walls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when he&apos;s bored, Uruha likes to knock on the wall just to see if someone would answer. Otherwise, it&apos;s simply to annoy his neighbor next door, Aoi who doesn&apos;t go out that much. Instead, his neighbor tends to have a lot of visitors, observed by what Uruha hears through the wall. Aoi says Uruha&apos;s noisy, but he&apos;s the one who plays the guitar all day long while singing songs about meat buns or red bean paste or some sort of food item. Uruha have asked him before why he doesn&apos;t play any real songs. And the other told him his job is writing jingles for radio and TV commercials. Although, Aoi&apos;s original ambition was to be a songwriter. Guess things didn&apos;t work out. Apart from that whenever Uruha tries to satisfy himself with a partner Aoi pounds and shouts through the wall, which totally throws off his rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[buzz-buzz]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the door bell. Not Uruha&apos;s though. Maybe it&apos;s Aoi&apos;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[buzz-buzz]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha puts his ear to the wall, and hears a door open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It&apos;s a guy&apos;s voice. &quot;... forgot my cell last night.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leans in closer to the wall to get a better reception. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Man, I must really look stupid. Oh well, who cares this is fun.&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Right, I was going to call you about that,&quot; Aoi says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;. . .&quot;  Uruha doesn&apos;t hear anything. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Where&apos;s a glass cup available when you need it?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Here.&quot; Aoi must have went to get the other&apos;s cellphone. &quot;Err, I&apos;m sorry about last night.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Is that a spider on the wall? Damn, that is.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; With his ear still stuck to the wall Uruha stretches his arm out and smacks it. The sound from the impact to the wall rings in his ear. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Yikes, I hope they didn&apos;t hear that on the other side.&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m sorry too,&quot; the other man&apos;s voice says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;. . . Is the answer still no?&quot; Aoi asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha wonders what this is all about. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Wait, didn&apos;t he say he was proposing to someone last night. He didn&apos;t deny it completely. Or maybe a love confession gone wrong?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes... We&apos;re still friends, right?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I have to think about it,&quot; says Aoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that Uruha moves back into his previous position in the sofa and lies down to ponder for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Sounds like rejection to me. Poor guy. But at least he had the guts to tell the person how he felt. I wish I could do that...&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bang-bang-bang]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds not from a gun, but the pounding from the wall, either way it makes Uruha jump up from the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precariously, he answers back by pounding on the wall as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ah-ha! So you were eavesdropping,&quot; Aoi proclaims from the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ha! You listen in on me all the time,&quot; Uruha retorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yea, that&apos;s what you think exhibitionist,&quot; Aoi snarls back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why you... come out and say it to my face?&quot; Uruha challenges the other, but he&apos;s not really serious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seconds later they get out to their separate balconies where Uruha begins examining Aoi&apos;s face closely, at the same time from a distance as though he is a psychiatrist with a patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi frowns. &quot;Hey, why are you looking at me like that?&quot; he asks, which takes Uruha by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Just wanted to make sure you&apos;re not crying,&quot; the other discloses the purpose for this face to face meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi sneers. &quot;You think I&apos;d be out here if I were?&quot; Then he turns away and goes quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha watches this a slight concern. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Come on, I&apos;m not use to this guy being like this.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; &quot;You okay?&quot; No answer. Have to think of something else. &quot;Hey, if I paid you, you think you can write me a love song?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki was getting ready to go out when he realized his wallet was missing. He looked everywhere in his flat and got nothing. Just when he was going crazy Ruki got a phone call from someone saying his wallet was found. It turned out to be the guy that gave him the cheap lighter last night at the park. And this guy picked up Ruki&apos;s wallet outside by the parking lot.  The other told Ruki to meet him at King Ramen. It happens to the be the same ramen shop Ruki drives by when he goes down to his salon. Although, he&apos;s never went in there to eat before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ruki just got to King Ramen and the place is partically empty because it&apos;s after lunch time. He sits at the counter that curves around the cooking station when someone suddenly pops up from below the counter with a big silver bowl in his hand. Scared the heck out of Ruki, but he tries to stay cool, while his heart does the flips in his chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ah, it&apos;s you,&quot; the guy says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that Ruki instantly knew it&apos;s him, the guy from the park, since the former reacted the same way when they first met. Not to mention he has this intriguing voice. It&apos;s deep and at the same time like he&apos;s holding his nose before eating something smelly. Does that even make sense? Well, let&apos;s just say this person has a nonthreatening voice that&apos;s almost pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki wants to get to the chase so he decides to speak up first. &quot;So, you said you found my wallet?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yup, I&apos;ve got it here,&quot; says the one behind the counter, and gets out the wallet from his apron pocket and returns it to Ruki. &quot;You can check inside if you want.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be sure Ruki does look inside, flipping through his cards and cash to find nothing is missing, then tucks it in his coat pocket. &quot;Everything&apos;s there.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Great. You know I almost didn&apos;t recognize you from your I.D. photo with that get up of yours when I first saw you,&quot; the latter comments randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yea, I know.&quot; Ruki chuckles non-offensively. &quot;My friends say I dress weird too. But I feel comfortable like this.&quot; The hat and big sunglasses makes up for a good disguise in case his father tries to track him down, which is another story. &quot;By the way how&apos;d you find me?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You had your business card in your wallet so I called your cell number.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh...&quot; Ruki might have known that already. &quot;Hey, your hair&apos;s blonde.&quot; He just started noticing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other smiles notably. &quot;It is, why? Yours is too.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki snorts at his own ridiculous remark. &quot;I just don&apos;t see a lot of people who works in restaurants that have bleached hair.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I suppose it&apos;s kind of true. My boss has been telling me to dye it back to black or a tie a handkerchief over it. And my roots are coming back out anyway. I might actually do it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unintentionally, Ruki reaches out to touch the ends of the other&apos;s hair. You can say it&apos;s one of his occupational mannerism, since Ruki touches people&apos;s hair all the time at his job. &quot;It&apos;s dried out too. If you want, I can do it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, blonde behind the counter is startled by Ruki&apos;s small gesture. &quot;Um, do what?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do your hair. I&apos;m a hairstylist. I can do your dye job,&quot; Ruki explains to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other begins to relax. &quot;I have heard of your salon, but isn&apos;t it kind of expensive?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;ll give you a discount,&quot; Ruki assures. &quot;After all I have to repay you for finding my wallet.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;ll think about it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Alright.&quot; Ruki gives the guy his business card. &quot;Here&apos;s my card in case you decide to come.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&apos;s your name by the way?&quot; Ruki asks for formality&apos;s sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Reita.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Reita,&quot; Ruki purposely repeated the other&apos;s name so he&apos;d remember. &quot;Then you can call me Ruki.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;This chapter was a bit slow and subtle&lt;br /&gt;but next chapter will be much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;So please stay tune and keep those comments coming&lt;br /&gt;- short or long I love reading them all. 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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 08:00:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ReitaxRuki Tongue Twister Conver. - RADIO JACK Animated</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Presenting &lt;br /&gt;Gazette&apos;s Reita &amp; Ruki&lt;br /&gt;as&lt;br /&gt;Anime Characters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;30&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;超可愛い！XDDD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transcript&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: Hello! Continuing from last week, today we again have the GazettE’s vocal, Ruki-san, with us. We look forward to working with you today as well, Ruki-san.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: Our tension today…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: …Is seriously high. Today… Erm, last week, was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: Do you guys really stutter that much? Especially you, Ruki, &lt;br /&gt;you bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: No, I probably wasn’t that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: No, I wasn’t bad, was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: (laughs) …Well, there was that problem. So, I thought that today we should try to say some tongue twisters as practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: So, because you stutter, you should figure out what to say in your mind beforehand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: Yeah, that’s right. So after I’ve said the tongue twister, I would like Ruki-kun to try as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: So I would like you to try it out and…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: …I think we should start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: This is from radio name… I mean, ring name…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: (snorts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: …IchiMAX-san, well, here I go. Tongue twister: Aka abo kabo ki ka abo kado ao abo kabo, aka ga bu kado ki abu kado ao kabado, aka abo kabo ki abu kadou ao abu kadou. (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;(maniac laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: (laughs) Go home! Go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: Wait..! Wait a minute! (laughs) This is hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: (laughs) Yeah, this is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: Well, Ruki-san, it’s your turn. Everyone, please listen to this carefully! Ruki-san, if you will…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: Tongue twister: Aka abo kabo ki abo kado ao abo kado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita: …Three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki: Tongue twister: Aka ao kabo ki abo kado ao baka- (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;(laughter)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 19:42:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Asian Fashion Reference [to be continued...]</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2009 11:11:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Aoi/Uru+Rei/Ruki - Gazette - Thin Walls - AU - 01/??</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thin Walls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi has a new neighbor who just moved in next door a couple months ago. He doesn&apos;t know much about him, expect that his name&apos;s Uruha. This neighbor wakes up at around 8. Sings in the shower, off key might he add. Turns on the stereo really loud while he gets ready. Likes rock music. Leaves his apartment after 9. And he doesn&apos;t get home before after midnight. Sometimes he gets home drunk and tries to open Aoi&apos;s door with his keys by mistake. Sometimes he brings someone home with him. And most times than not, it would be a guy. Apparently, Uruha swung that way. How does Aoi know all this? Well, he can hear everything through the very thin walls that separates their apartment units. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ummnnhaahh! Nnnhh...&quot; These are the usual moans that travel through the wall behind Aoi&apos;s couch, on occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita covers his ears, shaking his head. &quot;I don&apos;t get how you can stand this.&quot; This golden headed fellow is a good friend of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aoi hands him a cold can of soda he just got from the fridge and sat on the other side of the couch. &quot;I&apos;ve gotten use to it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You gotta be kidding me.&quot; Reita pops the can open and takes a sip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nnnn...no. Mmm~ Aah yes, there.&quot; There it goes again. Okay, maybe it does bother Aoi a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita chokes a little on his drink. &quot;Oh come on! This is unbelievable.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi notices the other&apos;s face turning a tint of pink. &quot;Are you blushing? How cute,&quot; he teases Reita out of amusement, but he meant the cute part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, I&apos;m not.&quot; Reita suddenly has a serious tone to his voice, nearly slamming the can of soda on the coffee table and stands up. &quot;This is crazy. It&apos;s late. And you still called me over when you&apos;ve got your horny neighbor doing it next door. This is twisted, even for you. Sometimes I wonder why I even listen to you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Because you wanted to see me. Or is it just me?&quot; Aoi jokes to hide his real motive for a while longer. He watches the other&apos;s unchanging expression, and as the seconds went his patience is fading. Deciding it is time, Aoi kick starts his plan by launching himself at Reita, forcing him to fall back into the couch. As he leans forward spreading his arms beside Reita&apos;s retreating body, the latter falls into his trap. They are so close that if any sudden shifts could led them into a lip-locking situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;W-wait! What is this?&quot; Reita immediately protests, pushing Aoi away, and gets up to his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s almost two weeks ago since I told you how I felt. I&apos;ve waited patiently, and now I need your response.&quot; Aoi hates sounding this way, but when it comes to getting what he wants he can&apos;t just stand around waiting for something to happen. &quot;It&apos;s just a simple yes or no. What&apos;s so hard about it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Faster...faster! Ah...ahh...ahhh!&quot; There they go again. How rude. &lt;i&gt;&apos;Can&apos;t they fuck somewhere else? Like love hotel or something. Shit, some people are really...&apos;&lt;/i&gt; This is what Aoi&apos;s thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m sorry. I can&apos;t... this is weird. I just... can&apos;t deal with this. No.&quot; Without another look at the other, Reita grabs his leather jacket and walks out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ahhh! Nnnh! Mooooo...rrrreee.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Damn those freaks!&apos;&lt;/i&gt; Aoi&apos;s blood is boiling. He walks to the wall and starts to pound and shout. &quot;Knock it off already! Shut up!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few more moans and painstaking wall pounding the noise from the other side come to an end. To get some more peace, Aoi goes out to his ridiculously small balcony via the kitchen window and begins smoking a cigarette. Just as he&apos;s starting to calm down Aoi turns to see a head popping out from the window next door, joining it with the rest of its body - his neighbor. He growls under his throat, annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Did you know you almost ruined the best part with your wall banging,&quot; says Uruha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, that&apos;s too bad.&quot; Aoi takes a drag of my cigarette. &quot;Maybe next to time you should go to your boyfriend&apos;s place instead.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;He&apos;s not my boyfriend. He&apos;s just a friend,&quot; Uruha says it so care freely that is pisses Aoi off even more after what happen with Reita just a while ago. &quot;And if we do it somewhere else, you and I wouldn&apos;t have anymore of these talks afterwards.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yea, right like I&apos;m really going to miss this.&quot; &lt;i&gt;&apos;Is he trying to hit on me or something?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;, Aoi wonders. &quot;I was popping the big question tonight.&quot; He didn&apos;t meant to say it out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Huh? I&apos;m sorry. You were going to propose to your girlfriend tonight?&quot; Uruha asks with this dumb look on his face, while the other glares back at him. &quot;Oh, boyfriend?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi squints his eyes. &lt;i&gt;&apos;What&apos;s up with this guy?&apos;&lt;/i&gt; &quot;Shut up!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Reita left Aoi&apos;s place he feels like he&apos;s being followed. There seems to be this guy wearing these big bug eyed sunglasses even though it&apos;s like 1 in the morning. The guy has a brown hoodie jacket and a fuzzy cap on with dangling pompoms at the ends. In other words, he&apos;s suspicious and funny looking at the same time. Reita doesn&apos;t know if he should run away or laugh. When he to gets to the park, where his car&apos;s parked on the other side the guy&apos;s gone. To be sure Reita looks around just to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey, you have a light on you?&quot; someone says from behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Startled, Reita turns and can&apos;t believe his eyes. &quot;Ah, it&apos;s you.&quot; &lt;i&gt;&apos;The weirdo&apos;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;... What&apos;s that?&quot; Luckily, the other guy doesn&apos;t know what Reita&apos;s thinking of him at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nothing. A lighter? Yea.&quot; Reita digs around his pant pockets and come up with the 100 yen neon green lighter he bought from the convenient store last week out of old habits. He passes it over to the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the fuzzy cap guy gets a light he hands it back to Reita. &quot;Thanks.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the owner doesn&apos;t really need it back. &quot;Keep it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You sure? How much is it? I&apos;ll pay you for it.&quot; This guy holds on to the cigarette with his lips while he starts searching for his wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s okay. It&apos;s cheap,&quot; Reita explains, just to stop the unnecessary hassle for the guy. &quot;I&apos;ve quit smoking for a while so i don&apos;t need it now.&quot; He laughs, but Reita isn&apos;t sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy cap guy sort of smirks with the cigarette still between his lips. &quot;If you&apos;re sure, then thanks again.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Reita doesn&apos;t know what to do. Should he just go? It would be odd if he sits down and starts having a conversation with this guy. Since a couple minutes ago he thought the guy was a weirdo following him around the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ring-ring-ring] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Is that my cell? No, that&apos;s not my tone. Hey, where is my cellphone anyway? Don&apos;t tell me I left it at Aoi&apos;s.&apos;&lt;/i&gt;, Reita&apos;s thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ring-ring-ring]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ringing suddenly stops. It&apos;s the fuzzy cap guy this time. &quot;Hello?... I&apos;m at the park... You&apos;re here already. Man, couldn&apos;t you guys have waited a little later... Fine, I&apos;m coming.&quot; He sounds a little annoyed at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy cap guy takes another drag of his cigarette and drops it to the ground and steps on it with his pointed white leather boots, which looks pretty  expensive, then stands, sighing.  &quot;Well, I have to go,&quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh.&quot; &lt;i&gt;&apos;I should have just left first, now it feels awkward,&apos;&lt;/i&gt; Reita thinks to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;See ya.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&apos;Why would he say &apos;See ya&apos;? Are we going ever see each other again? I don&apos;t think so.&apos;&lt;/i&gt; Before Reita realizes it fuzzy cap guy is already gone on the path way towards of one of the park&apos;s exit. &quot;Bye?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he approaches to his car, in the middle of the street Reita spots what looks like a wallet. Getting to a closer range he sees that it is someone&apos;s wallet. With no one around, Reita picks it up and sneaks a peek inside and finds the owner&apos;s I.D. card. The guy in the picture has bleached blonde hair and a bad ass expression, like his upper lip&apos;s curled and he&apos;s gritting his teeth. The I.D. belongs to a &lt;i&gt;Matsumoto Ruki&lt;/i&gt;. That name sounds familiar to Reita, so he looks back at the picture again. To try another way of examining the image, he starts scrunching up his eyes and with his strange technique Reita got it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ah, it&apos;s the weirdo [ A.K.A. Fuzzy Cap Guy].&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 14:21:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ruki/Reita - the GazettE - Hindrance- 3/3 Finale</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prequel: False Claim - [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://tokidokiko.livejournal.com/82684.html&quot;&gt;One&lt;/a&gt; ] &amp; [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://tokidokiko.livejournal.com/83001.html&quot;&gt;Two&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;You&apos;re listening to (if your speakers are on)&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=F68YJ3TJ&quot;&gt;Yumi Shizukusa - Hana Kagari&lt;/a&gt; ] &amp;lt;&amp;lt; DL Link&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megchan.com/lyrics/index.php?title=Shizukusa_Yumi/Hana_Kagari&quot;&gt;Lyrics/Translation&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hindrance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were lying. At least I wish you were. Then everything could go back to normal again. But when you said that you were there that day something changed inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hold it.&quot; I approached you at the door, slammed it shut with one arm and left it there. &quot;Say it again.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You looked at me, biting your bottom lip. &quot;Yes, I was at your apartment.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Your eyes said something too, but you know I was never good at reading people. So I continued to ask. &quot;And ...?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You backed away from me while your eyes were searching for a way out. &quot;What else do you want to hear? I answered your question. Aren&apos;t you happy yet?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could have ended here. &quot;No.&quot; I didn&apos;t think. My body was moving towards you. I didn&apos;t know what happened next myself. &quot;There&apos;s one more thing.&quot; Somehow I got you trapped. I was leaning into you. My lips became very close to yours. I thought your lips looked very soft and had a pretty shade of pink to it. I wondered how they felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes went wide and you lips parted. &quot;What are you...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice broke the spell. &quot;Shit!&quot; I jumped back. &quot;What are you doing to me!?&quot; It was your fault. You started all this. It was easier for me to blame it on you, I thought, which was partly true. But how about the other part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Reita . . .&quot; I looked down where you have grasped my arm. It was also where the bruise was, which was caused by you too. It stung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flinched and pulled my arm back from you. &apos;Don&apos;t touch me,&apos; I thought. It was dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the conference room quickly afterwards. I practically ran to my car. I already had the key in the ignition when I realized I didn&apos;t have anywhere to go, and I didn&apos;t want to go home yet. I pounded the steering wheel and fell back on the seat. Just then I looked and saw an old pack of cigarette tucked in the pocket of the door, or whatever you call that. I was reaching down to get it when I felt the car moved and the sound of the car door shut. I turned my head to the passenger seat and you were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Take me home,&quot; you said, before I even had the time to be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were unbelievable. Take you home, huh. What am I to you? Your personal chauffeur or something. &quot;Was that supposed to be an order, or a request?&quot; I asked, bitingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Please,&quot; you responded stoically, without looking at me once since you got in my car I noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn&apos;t wanted to, I decided to drive you home anyway. The ride was completely silent, expect for the sound of us breathing. It reminded me you were still there, which held me back from drifting to other places inside my head where I&apos;d rather be. And it was weird not being able to crack a joke like I always did in these quiet moments. It wasn&apos;t the right time. I didn&apos;t know what was going on with us these days, and I wished it&apos;d stop so we can go back to the way things were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traffic light ahead turned yellow, then red, and then I stopped the car. Suddenly, a fist full of my shirt was pull to the side of the passenger seat and you kissed me on the lips. The only thing that came to mind was that your lips were very soft. Next thing, I heard the car behind us beeping so I started driving again until we came to an empty street to take a stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m sorry. I hoped to be friends with you forever... but it seems impossible now. &quot; You looked down at your hands like you didn&apos;t know what to do with them. You looked so vulnerable and weak, unlike the Ruki everyone else are used to seeing. In rare moments like these I want to be the one to make you smile again, for some reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was what you felt all along... for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &apos;bombastic&apos; change of event was then rudely interrupted by the grumbling sounds that came from my stomach. What &apos;perfect&apos; timing, right? We looked at each other for approximately three seconds until we broke out in laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let&apos;s have ramen,&quot; I declared, without a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Huh...&quot; you&apos;re expression went blank, &quot;... right now?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I&apos;m surprised too of my own actions. But for me, it didn&apos;t seem like the time to figure things out yet . &quot;Let&apos;s deal with one thing at a time. Because apparently, my stomach&apos;s complaining about being hungry right now.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;. . . Okay.&quot; You smiled. That was probably enough reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width:300px;&quot;&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;29&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 10:16:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ruki/Reita - the GazettE - Hindrance- 2/3</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prequel: False Claim - [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://tokidokiko.livejournal.com/82684.html&quot;&gt;One&lt;/a&gt; ] &amp; [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://tokidokiko.livejournal.com/83001.html&quot;&gt;Two&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hindrance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be mad at you for more than 24 hours. My mind would start turning and I would think up these excuses. Like maybe I really didn&apos;t like that girl that much. Maybe you were right after all about her. Maybe you did me a favor by taking her out of my hands. She was a slut just as they said. Maybe you were really trying to help me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you&apos;d realized what you did was the wrong way. That&apos;s why in the end you&apos;d always decide to chose me over her. As in you chose our friendship over someone who was not so special like her. Because I&apos;m more important to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Like that could ever be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after I was sick I had to face you again. The new tour was coming soon and our band had to discuss new ideas for tour goods. Yup, it was pretty exciting. Not really. Everyone was just saying random things out of the top of their heads. Actually it was more like cats hacking up furballs. It was a pretty bad scene. Most of the ideas were quite lame but some got written down for consideration. And that was it for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone was leaving the conference room you came up beside me casually and became the sixth person to ask about the bruise on my forearm. I thought out of all the people you should have known the answer. At least that&apos;s how I imagined. I kept replaying that moment in my head. That day when I had the cold and you supposedly came and drugged me then attacked me in bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that wasn&apos;t it exactly how. But back then, that part when you had your arms around me, it felt real. So much so that I could hardly convince myself it was just a dream or a hallucination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I fell off my bed,&quot; I said with a small laugh to loosen up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, that&apos;s it?&quot; You laughed with a snort then looked off to the side. You always did that. Stopping incoherently when really you want to say something more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;By the way, what did you do the day before yesterday?&quot; It just slipped off my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ehh~ nothing much.&quot; You thought for a second but don&apos;t give me anything. Couldn&apos;t you have said something like I redecorated my apartment again or I gave my dog a bath. That would have been better. Instead, you stared at the ground as though you&apos;re avoiding something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Really...&quot; Part of me believed you so I let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So how&apos;s your cold?&quot; you asked. At least you still cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m fine now. I have to go.&quot; I pointed at the toilet coming ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back out you were talking to a girl. You sure are a fast one. How do you do it? Seriously, I would be stumbling all over the place like a mad man. I envy you sometimes. And yet, it is that same part of you that makes me hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that image came into my head again. I couldn&apos;t let this drag on. So I took matters into my own hand and took out my cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ruki: - Meet me in the conference room. ASAP! - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be a bad idea but . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey, what is it? Calling me here all of a sudden.&quot; You came. Damn it and I was feeling nervous enough. I was half hoping you didn&apos;t receive the message once I got to the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Can you close the door?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Eh, okay. You sound serious.&quot; The door clicked shut as you moved to a vacant chair, but you did not sit. While I stood by the large glass window, trying to compose myself in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Honestly, did you come to my apartment the day I was sick?&quot; Clean and simple just as I practiced before you arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why? Did you lose something?&quot; you joked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn&apos;t playing. &quot;I mean it, Ruki.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your slight grin just a second before faded. &quot;What if I did, and what if I didn&apos;t? Does it really matter?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Just answer &apos;yes&apos; or &apos;no&apos;. The faster you say it the faster you can leave and go on your date.&quot; I couldn&apos;t believe I let that last part slipped out. I must be that stupid after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brows wrinkled and your voice deepened. &quot;Wha- what are you talking about?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment I realized it all must have been a dream. The pill. Your warmth. Your arms. Your breath. Your voice. Your words. Everything . . . &quot;Forget it! Just go.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You looked at me surprised for a second, then gazed down at the carpeted floor. &quot;Alright I&apos;m going.&quot; I heard the click of the door handle and felt an odd breeze from the outside. You were about to leave. &quot;And hey, Reita,&quot; you said. &quot;Yes, I was [there].&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.e-zeeinternet.com/count.php?page=257869&amp;amp;style=blackout&amp;amp;nbdigits=3&quot; alt=&quot;Mesothelioma&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; title=&quot;Mesothelioma&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; color: #000000; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Mesothelioma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 13:35:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ruki/Reita - the GazettE - Hindrance- 1/3</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prequel: False Claim - [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://tokidokiko.livejournal.com/82684.html&quot;&gt;One&lt;/a&gt; ] &amp; [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://tokidokiko.livejournal.com/83001.html&quot;&gt;Two&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hindrance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you. Sometimes, I really hate you. But even when you do the worst thing ever, somehow, I&apos;d always find a way to forgive you. Does that make me weak... against you? More than that I just I hate losing to you. Anyone but you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like déjà vu all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn&apos;t want to see it. At the hotel room, seeing you with your hair all wet, your chest exposed, your pants half undone and the girl hanging off of you. That girl, who was supposed to mean something to me, suddenly became a blur. Because all I saw was you. And I lost again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that the last thing I excepted was being stuck in the hotel&apos;s elevator with you. Then you just had to start it. The talk, the pushing and the shoving. I didn&apos;t know I&apos;d lose to you with this too. Before I knew it you had me against a wall. You were so close. Too close. Your intense stare made me felt uneasy. I should have been mad and angry or punching you in the face. Yet, I didn&apos;t. I didn&apos;t do anything. I couldn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, you let go of me and got the elevator moving again. I tried to walk out of there as fast as possible without looking like I was running away. Like a fool that I was. I thought I was home free until you called my name. The sound of your voice, the slight quivering made you seem weaker. I slowly stopped and heard your apology. You wanted me to forgive you like I always did. I laughed a little to myself, unintentionally. Then with no answer, I continued walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept walking around the city aimlessly for maybe an hour thinking to myself how stupid I was to have followed you there. I actually was after a different person. I wanted to believe in you, but you proved me wrong. Then it began to rain. It was cold and wet and everyone around me were running for shelter, but I didn&apos;t. I got back to my car all soaked and drove home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I couldn&apos;t get up. I didn&apos;t want to either. I felt awful as like most mornings. But this one was a little different. By around noon I realized I caught a cold and had a fever.  I checked the cabinets for medicine only to find an empty box. Yea, just my luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave up simply like that and went back to sleep in my bed. The funny thing was I couldn&apos;t even get a wink because suddenly I kept getting text messages and calls from random people asking if I wanted to go out with them. It was odd, but kind of flattering at the same time. It was nice being the popular guy everyone wants to be with. You must know it really well, huh. Unfortunately, I had to reject all of them since I didn&apos;t want to be the bad guy who&apos;d give them a cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more curious, seemed like I got a call from everyone, except from you. Were we not speaking to each other? I didn&apos;t agree to that. If you wanted to play it that way I&apos;m the one not talking you. I know that was an idiotic thought. And soon I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes opened and you were there watching over me with a bright light behind you. It looked like I was in dream, until you spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Great, you&apos;re not dead yet,&quot; you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pop up on my bed. My covers slip down and I sneezed and sniffed.&quot;What&apos;s that suppose to mean.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You snorted and smirked. &quot;Nevermind. Here.&quot; You held out a tall glass of water to me with a blue pill in your palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&apos;s that?&quot; Crossing my arm over my chest, I wrinkled my brow. Still sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What does it look like? I saw you didn&apos;t have any cold medicine left so I went down to the drug store.&quot; What was this? Mister Popular went out of his way for pathetic old&apos; me. I was so honored. In a sarcastic way, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How did you...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Everyone in the country knows Reita-san&apos;s sick today,&quot; you proclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the drift and went along with your nice guy act. I took the water and the pill from you. &quot;Thanks.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the medicine had a drowsy side effect so I went out like a light again. You should have told me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back felt very warm. It was warmth I hadn&apos;t felt for a long time. And there was someone&apos;s arm wrapped around my waist. It was tight and secure like the person was afraid I&apos;d leave if they didn&apos;t hold on enough. Being wanted that way left my chest lingering inside. It wasn&apos;t bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned my head back to see who it was and it took my breath way in the gasping sense. It was you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ru - ki!? What are you doing?&quot; I push your shoulder but you just held on to me tighter. What were you trying to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m keeping you warm,&quot; you said. Your hot breath on my neck made me shiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I have a fever so I&apos;m warm enough already.&quot; I tried to loosen your arm from around me, but the fever was really getting to me. I felt hotter than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Then, I&apos;m cold.&quot; You cuddled closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;T-then grab a blanket, n-not me,&quot; I stuttered. Why did you make me stutter? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Please let me stay like this just for a little while,&quot; you said softly, almost as if you were pleading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn&apos;t a toy for you to play with. &quot;NO!&quot; I finally had it. I push you away as hard as I could, but ironically I was the one who fell to the wooden floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up from the fall you were not in my bed. You were nowhere in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.e-zeeinternet.com/count.php?page=254107&amp;amp;style=blackout&amp;amp;nbdigits=3&quot; alt=&quot;Mesothelioma Cancer&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; title=&quot;Mesothelioma Cancer&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; color: #000000; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Mesothelioma Cancer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 10:46:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Reita and Ruki my personal teddy bears X333&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/1563/10130201686kj7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture from the staff blog [ &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/gazette_media/1638360.html&quot;&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2009 00:31:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ruki/Reita - the GazettE - False Claim - 2/2</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;False Claim&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it was how it looks. But you&apos;re not supposed to be here. At this hotel. Of all the places to be. Why are you here? Why is all this happening? It was going so well too, sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fumbling with my belt and jacket, I catch the elevator just as the doors closes. I think I almost got my foot stuck there. You must hate the &apos;close the door&apos; button right now. Your stare can burn holes into it. Everyone knows that even if you press that damn button a hundred times it doesn&apos;t really work. And you were trying so hard too. I could see it. The desperate expression you had while trying to get away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Four seconds pass before I realize the elevator isn&apos;t going. It seems we had forgotten to press a number. Or actually you had forgotten since you were here first. So that means even if you had closed the door on me you wouldn&apos;t have gone anywhere and all I had to do is press the button to open the door. Then for a moment I can pretend that you were waiting for me to chase after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you weren&apos;t. You go to press button for the first floor then back up into a corner to lean on. I turn to you, and you look away. This elevator has a red carpeted floor, and the walls are mounted with mirrors, including the ceiling that resembles a kaleidoscope, with rail handles painted in chrome gold. No matter wherever you turn you can&apos;t avoid seeing a reflection of me. Unless it was the floor, which you found out quickly with no trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t talk to you like this. I watch the number of levels decrease and I feel my heart sinking. I pound the red stop button when it reaches the 9th floor. The elevator comes to a quaking halt and the lights flicker, but they don&apos;t go out. Good, because I want to see your face even in moments like these. Unsure and unaware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What the fuck did you do!?&quot; you shout, pressing random floor numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I want you to listen to me, Rei.&quot; I try to block you from the elevator controls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t wanna hear it.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That girl wasn&apos;t for you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;But she&apos;s just perfect for you, right? I get. Now move it.&quot; You still try to move pass me, while I play the defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No!&quot; I raise my voice. &quot;You don&apos;t get it. You really don&apos;t.&quot; Why? And yet, I feel safe that you don&apos;t. I&apos;m contradicting myself, aren&apos;t I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes I do.&quot; You finally stand still. &quot;Everytime a girl gets interested in me - for change, you always have to swoop in with your &apos;I&apos;m the GazettE&apos;s vocals&apos;. Or lure them with some voodoo spell you&apos;ve got on them. All because you want to prove that you&apos;re the more handsome and charming front man guy. While I&apos;m just the freak wearing a band over his face. Am I right?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what you&apos;ve been thinking? No. You got it all wrong. If anything I&apos;m the real dork and you&apos;re the cool one. And you have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought I wasn&apos;t paying attention so you try to get the elevator to restart by pulling the red button I had pressed. Well, that ain&apos;t gonna happen. I push you back before you have the chance. The look of this belief in your face. You shove me in return because you don&apos;t want to lose. Push and shove. Push and shove. It&apos;s just a matter of time before our physical contact would come to a climax.  It wasn&apos;t part of any plan but I got you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stumble back into one of the looking glass walls of the elevator. My arms land at either side of you. I&apos;m hovering over you. Our heavy breathing. Our eyes meeting. My body burns. You&apos;re burning me up. Can I be ashes already? I can&apos;t take it. I turn my head to the side and down. My body still close to yours. I want to melt into you. Everything is going so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew. If only you knew how much you are to me. How I&apos;d rather take those women away from you than have them lay their filthy hands on you. That way I can keep you . . . all to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you, Reita. I like you so much it&apos;s way pass a regular friendship. But I can&apos;t ever let you know. Maybe it is better you don&apos;t understand. Because if I do I might lose you forever and I can&apos;t take that chance. That&apos;s why it&apos;s hard to hold back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grab a hand full of your shirt and pull you into me. I look into your bewilder eyes. Why? Are you afraid of me? I push you one more time and I let go of you. I move to the opposite side of the elevator, regretfully. I can&apos;t do it. I want to have you, but not this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pull the red button. It shakes I hear the elevator starting again and we&apos;re going down this time all the way to the first floor. You can&apos;t wait to get out of the hotel lobby and into the streets as I follow a couple paces behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Reita,&quot; I call to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk two steps and stop but you don&apos;t turn around. I expected it. &quot;I&apos;m sorry,&quot; I say. Can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drop your head down and you walk away without looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can forgive me? Like nothing. Like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s like asking can I fall out of love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.e-zeeinternet.com/count.php?page=245507&amp;amp;style=blackout&amp;amp;nbdigits=3&quot; alt=&quot;Malignant Mesothelioma&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; title=&quot;Malignant Mesothelioma&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; color: #000000; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Malignant Mesothelioma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 12:26:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ruki/Reita - the GazettE - False Claim - 1/2</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;False Claim&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this is the way she kisses you. The things she does with her tongue is kinda weird. It&apos;s too much. You wouldn&apos;t like it. She likes to bite too. Has she done that to you? I haven&apos;t seen any marks on you before. So I&apos;m guessing not. I wonder what I&apos;d do if I saw them on you. I&apos;d probably tease you a bit then go off alone somewhere afterwards and go crazy. But I know if you see them on me you&apos;d start that nasally laugh of yours and give me this kinky grin that you don&apos;t know you have. Anyway, you wouldn&apos;t be in this situation. It&apos;s not your style. To be honest you&apos;re a bit too innocent for this kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her nails are like claws. She&apos;s digging into my skin. And here comes her fangs again. I wish she&apos;d stop that. But it&apos;ll be over soon. I push her back on the bed and straddle her beneath me. She brings her arms around behind my neck. While I wrap my hands around her neck. Do you know how much I want to strangle her? This isn&apos;t what I&apos;m here to do though, so I release her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gliding my hands from her bare shoulders to her naked back. I&apos;d have to admit, she has got quite a body and a face, I&apos;d give you that credit. She&apos;s not for you though, or for me at that matter. You&apos;ll understand one day that I&apos;m doing this for your own good. Hopefully, it doesn&apos;t include knowing the back story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wraps her legs around my waist, thrusting herself up at me just begging me to enter her. I smirk. Ha, like that&apos;s gonna happen. I might be only down to my underwear but I still got my principles to withhold. I lean down to touch her tainted lips with mine, which I won&apos;t call what I&apos;m doing kissing. No guessing how many other men has touched those lips. The only person I&apos;d ever kiss is someone I care for. And she&apos;s nothing to me. But you, you just have no idea how much you are to me. I&apos;d even do this for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We roll left and right, and right and left, with our tainted lips still touching and at other parts of our bodies. Mostly, it is her. And I&apos;ve had just about enough, so as we reach to the edge of the king sized bed that she generously paid for along with this hotel room, which is outrageously padded with red velvet, I let go off her so she can fall on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I get up and go into the bathroom to shower off the filth that had touch my body. When I finish I realize I had forgotten to grab my clothes, although I thought I left them in there. So I return out to the room in a soft white bathrobe the hotel had provided. She is under the covers again as she whines about how I let her fall off the bed, which makes me want to laugh so badly because it was obviously on purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around for my clothes and they are nowhere in sight. Then I see her waving her hand with my shirt and pants clutch between her finger-claws. That sneaky slut took them. I walk to the bed and lean over to try and grab it from her but she wants to play, waving them around like it&apos;s fun for me. So fine, I play along smiling and laughing until I finally snag them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;By the way, I broke up with him today.&quot; She said it. She finally said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, really?&quot; I say casually, as I put on my pants. &quot;Good for you.&quot; You&apos;re finally free from her. So this is all not worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Aww, that&apos;s it?&quot; She whines some more and wraps her arms around me. Thankfully, she had put on her bra and underwear. &quot;Now it means we can be together my Honey Bunny.&quot; Yea, in her dreams that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Right, yea.&quot; I nudge her away to put on my shirt. &quot;I&apos;ve been meaning to tell you. This will be the last time we&apos;ll meet.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes went wide like a gold fish. I just realize her eyes have specks of green in them. &quot;What!? Why? I thought we had something.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sorry, I don&apos;t think it&apos;s gonna work out.&quot; My work is done. She&apos;s gonna be gone from our lives like all the other ones before her. You might be hurt now but don&apos;t worry, I&apos;m gonna be here for you. I&apos;m coming for you. Right now. I get my belt, my coat, keys and wallet and I&apos;m on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What do you mean?&quot; she cries as I reach to the door. &quot;Wait, don&apos;t go!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly open the door without hesitation and I find a person standing before me with the most pain striking look on his face. It&apos;s yours. &quot;Reita.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back feels warm. I shot a glance behind me. She has her arms around my waist; my shirt buttons are still half undone. And she&apos;s half naked. No. NO! NO! NO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I can&apos;t believe you did this to me, again.&quot; You can&apos;t even look at me. Now you&apos;re running away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NO! Reita! This isn&apos;t how it looks. Wait!&quot; The fuckin&apos; bitch is still all over me. What the fuck is wrong with her? &quot;Let go of me bitch!&quot; I push her away from me and run out in the hallway to try catch the closing elevator door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. I did this all for you. Why can&apos;t you get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.e-zeeinternet.com/count.php?page=243658&amp;amp;style=blackout&amp;amp;nbdigits=3&quot; alt=&quot;Pleural Mesothelioma&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; title=&quot;Pleural Mesothelioma&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; color: #000000; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Pleural Mesothelioma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 14:08:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Reita/Uruha - the GazettE - Blue Skies - 14/15</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blue Skies&apos; OST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=PA1YE78J&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blue Days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;」 by Ayaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blue Skies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone says they like you, you&apos;d automatically ask yourself if you like them back. Yes or no would be the simple answer, but the idea of someone actually liking you can be a powerful thing. As in that theory about power of suggestion. It&apos;s like a trap you can&apos;t escape from until you finally give in willingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night Uruha disappeared he left behind his black hoody over on a chair at my dining table. I didn&apos;t try to move it because I didn&apos;t know where else I&apos;d put it. So every time I ate at the table I&apos;d see the hoody sitting across from me. It was like Uruha was there with me, but really he wasn&apos;t. I&apos;d try not to notice the hoody but it&apos;s hard when it&apos;s staring me in the face. Then I gave up and I would move to the couch to finish the rest of my meal in front of the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinners became eerily quiet. Before everything, I would eat out after work with co-workers like most normal single salarymen, drinking, chatting and just chilling out. Then Uruha came along and that part about me almost dying, they changed things. Going through that time I realized being alone wasn&apos;t as bad as it seemed. And having someone around, someone like Uruha was . . . nice, even if he kept messing with my head and continues to do it to me now. But without his voice and laughter it feels somewhat empty eating alone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my living room lying down on my couch. There was nothing on TV, I had no plans as usual, and it was my day off. I heard a dog barking in the neighborhood, the trees rustling out the window, and this annoying cricket chirping. Everything was familiar expect the sound of my heart beating. I actually heard my heart beating with my own ears, now that was something I don&apos;t hear everyday. It was odd. I put a hand on my chest and I felt it pounding very quickly, and the odd thing was I was just lying there on the couch doing nothing at all. It had happened in the past. I&apos;ve even told my doctor about it. He said it was nothing serious and just gave me some pills then. I forgot about it afterwards but when the same sudden rapid heartbeat starts again I still had worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After disappearing for two weeks I finally saw Uruha again. On a street I regularly walk by, where a few people pass through, I saw him. I was relieved. Then I noticed a woman he was with. She was pretty with a face that seemed familiar, but I was sure I&apos;ve never seen her before. They hugged each other and the woman kissed Uruha on the cheek. More words were exchanged between the two that I couldn&apos;t hear. All the while the woman still had her grasp on Uruha&apos;s arm. It didn&apos;t look like he minded. They seemed close somehow, I could just see it, and that made me felt confused with a hint of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any intention my eyes met Uruha&apos;s for an instance. I was not expecting that at all. I was so surprised I turned away. Seeing the road had no oncoming cars, I ran across the street. Walking as fast as I could while not trying to look stupid, I made my way into a park and didnot once turned back. That was until someone tapped my shoulder and I did a jump-turn combo. The intruder happened to be Uruha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&apos;s that all about?&quot; He chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn&apos;t believe he was actually laughing. In the time he wasn&apos;t around I thought it was because he hated me for what I said. Or was I mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What are you doing here!?&quot; I think I sounded more rude than I had intended. I might have been too excited at that moment to think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why?&quot; Uruha scoffed, amusingly. &quot;Should I not be here?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, I mean, where have you been?&quot; I murmured, afraid to be obvious or show any anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We easily found a bench, luckily it was night time, and Uruha told me the real reason he was gone that whole two weeks. What happen was he got a phone call from his mother that his grandpa was really ill and might not make it. So Uruha had to drop everything to see him for the last time and went all the way to the north. But after all the worrying his grandpa lived. It turned out to be these rare mountain peaches he ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So that&apos;s why.&quot; I let out a solace sigh. &quot;I thought -” I stopped myself short before I said something pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You thought what?&quot; Uruha asked, with an entertained grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s nothing.&quot; I looked away to a tree branch, waving him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What is it? I want to know.&quot; He wasn&apos;t letting me off so I just came up with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I thought ...&quot; It was really stupid, &quot;you ran away to an African jungle to join a pack of loins.&quot; And I wanted some laughs to get away the tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha cracked up. &quot;What the hell?&quot; Then he nodded his head. &quot;Okay, if you don&apos;t want to say it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He let me off just like that. I should have been relieved. I should have been happy. I should have been grateful. But no, I had to take it to another place. I wanted to know. I wanted to ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Uruha,&quot; I called to him, even though he was sitting right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yea.&quot; He looked back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn&apos;t believe I asked. &quot;What are we? &apos;Cuz I really don&apos;t know right now.&quot; I wished Uruha would just tell me what he wanted me to do. What was it that he wanted from me? Whatever it is just say it, instead of doing all these little things that add up to making me think more or wondering what this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I guess, I don&apos;t either.&quot; Uruha had turned to the side when he said it, like he couldn&apos;t look at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ohh...?&quot; When I couldn&apos;t see his face I was bold enough to say, &quot;&apos;Cuz I thought you said before you liked me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha turned slowly to me. &quot;I still do.&quot; He hesitated, &quot;but I&apos;ve begun to realize that it isn&apos;t enough.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reverted back to my self-consciousness. &quot;What do you mean?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha stood up and took a few steps into the walking path then stayed with his back facing me. &quot;Supposedly, I thought if I just gave you some time you&apos;d get used to me. So that maybe, just maybe you&apos;d start to feel something too. Except in the end it turns out it&apos;s still just this foolish one-sided love I couldn&apos;t let go off.&quot; He was half laughing as he said it all, and it&apos;s not because it was partly funny. But because it looked as though if he didn&apos;t, he might start to loose himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Uruha turned to me. By this time I was standing as well. I knew he was looking for an answer from me, but I couldn&apos;t come up with one. So we kept staring at it each other awkwardly until Uruha meekly said, &quot;I&apos;m sorry.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point I pulled him into an embrace. I didn&apos;t know why I did it. All I knew was Uruha shouldn&apos;t have been the one to say sorry, I was which I did and something else I didn&apos;t expected. &quot;If it&apos;s worth anything now, I think I might seriously be falling for you.&quot; I said it. It was clumsy and not exactly direct but at least I said it. And I truly meant it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while I thought my heart was going to bust out of my chest. It was beating so fast, that sudden rapid heart pounding feeling again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thank you&quot;, those were the last words I heard from Uruha before everything went black and my name was repeatedly called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.e-zeeinternet.com/count.php?page=241147&amp;amp;style=blackout&amp;amp;nbdigits=3&quot; alt=&quot;Pleural Mesothelioma&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; title=&quot;Pleural Mesothelioma&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; color: #000000; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Pleural Mesothelioma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 10:43:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Not to Menion I Have to Go Back THERE</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/536/536036qar7odd7jy.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I&apos;m going to have a job interview. Just like that piggie I&apos;m sweating bullets, I&apos;m so nervous -.-;; Plus I think I&apos;m might not even get the job. It&apos;s at me colleges&apos; main office in the carrer center. The position is called a clerical assistant. It&apos;s basically data entry, filing, typing, copying, and other typical office stuff. It sounds pretty simple but I&apos;m not sure. I&apos;ve done something like it back when I was in high school as the nurse&apos;s assistant, though...*sighs* The difference is I actually get paid if I get this position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/826/826572cuy048jdqt.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can sleep well tonight, not that I usually do though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 17:32:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Reita/Uruha - the GazettE - Blue Skies - 13/15</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blue Skies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story Written by Tokiko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like on a normal day off I had decided to pay Kai a visit at his bar. I walked there, like usual since I didn&apos;t have my car anymore and it really wasn&apos;t that far from where I lived. Then this happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the door and I saw Kai helping Aoi with a big brown bag. The first thing I noticed when Kai saw me was his eyes went wide attached with a huge smile that just didn&apos;t look natural at all. He said &apos;hi&apos; to me quickly then patted Aoi on the back before returning inside. Aoi on the other hand got the heavy looking bag over his shoulder and tried to walk by me without a word.  So, I called to him. &quot;Oi, Aoi&apos;s what&apos;s in the bag?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&quot;Oh, hey, Reita, man, didn&apos;t see you there,&quot; he said, like I just magically appeared from thin air. &quot;It&apos;s nothing.&quot; Then the bag shook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nothing? I just saw it moved?&quot; I reached my hand out at it, and Aoi stumbled back with the heavy load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why don&apos;t we just move along and pretend you saw nothing?&quot; He laughed incriminatingly, and stopped with a sudden straight face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;There isn&apos;t a body in there, right?&quot; I smiled, jokingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Of course not.&quot; Aoi grinned in a way that told me trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly a scene in a horror movie came to me. A hand hung out of the bag Aoi was still holding over his back, which slipped back in. &quot;Wa-what was that!?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi wiped his head back and forth at the bag. &quot;What was what?&quot; It was very suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That!&quot; A whole arm came out this time. &quot;Oh my g-, it finally happened didn&apos;t it. You finally went the deep end.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi wrinkled his brow and corked an eyebrow at me. It was a somewhat comical expression. &quot;Geez, what are you talking about?&quot; He finally resigned, sighing deeply.  &quot;Okay, fine. Look.&quot; He dropped the big brown bag on the ground and stretched his neck, back and shoulders a couple times. I did an impatient cough so he could hurry it up. Aoi rolled his eyes then went back to undoing the knot on the bag. And the big reveal ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ruki? You killed him?!&quot; I probably went over my exclaiming limit that night more then I had in the last decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shhh, shut up,&quot; Aoi said whispering. &quot;There&apos;s a simple explanation.&quot; He cleared his throat and began his mini-short story, or whatever, &quot;I was at Kai&apos;s bar when this guy came in.&quot; He pointed at Ruki near the tip of the other&apos;s nose. &quot;We had our usual verbal exchange, then one thing led to the other and we had a bit of a drinking contest. Of course I won and this lil&apos; shrimp here couldn&apos;t hold his liquor. He went into a rampage and knocked himself out on the bar counter. Simple as that.&quot; And Aoi wrapped it up with a sure nod and arms cross over his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;But why is he in a bag?&quot; This is what I didn’t get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Easy transportation.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I squatted down at Ruki&apos;s level to survey the victim’s condition. He was still breathing. &quot;Why don&apos;t you just try waking him up?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I looked up at Aoi, he was already lighting a cigarette, like he was on a smoke break. &quot;I did. I tried slapping him and everything.&quot; He took a drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Then spray his face with a water bottle.&quot; That&apos;s how my older sister does is when her husband gets drunk, I heard. Although, I also remember this method is also used for training young puppies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi snickered. &quot;He&apos;s not a dog.&quot; I guess he knew too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a distinct growl came from Ruki, I looked back and he was sticking his tongue out trying to lick his nose. Yes, his nose. &quot;I don&apos;t know about that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay, will ya look at him for a sec?&quot; Aoi snapped his fingers and ran back into the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Aoi!&quot; I tried to call after him, but very quickly he came out again with a tall glass of water. He threw the water at Ruki&apos;s face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Aoi with &apos;huh?&apos;, and he said, &quot;What? There wasn’t any water bottle around.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time Ruki was coming back to his senses. &quot;What the fuck!?&quot; He spit the water out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Here, give this back to Kai.&quot; Aoi handed me the water glass as if ready to make a run for it, which he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki was quick on his feet as well and chased after the other yelling, &quot;Hey, you Fish-bait Jackass get back here! Why was I in a bag and why the hell am I all wet?!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those two really had issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down at the bar, Kai brought me my usual without asking. But just as I was going to take a sip someone came along and snatched out if my hand. &quot;Hey.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to the person, who just happened to be Ruki. He came back. &quot;That was a good one,&quot; he said, finishing the whole glass and wiped his mouth with the back of his arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a good bartender and friend that Kai was, he brought over another drink for me. &quot;Where&apos;s Aoi?&quot; I asked Ruki, who was trying to catch the last drop of liquor with his tongue from the glass he stole from me previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;He ran into a car,&quot; he said flatly, drinking a glass of water Kai had gave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a second or so before Ruki&apos;s response struck me. &quot;Aoi got ran over by a car!?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I wish,&quot; he snorted. &quot;No, he ran into his own car, threw a seat cushion at me then drove off.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;...&quot; I went blank, and then I burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He raised an eyebrow at me. &quot;What are you laughing at?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suddenly just occurred to me how perfect these two people are for each other, Aoi and Ruki. That is if one of them were a girl, yup. Like those love-hate stories that Korean dramas are always about. Ah, man, what the hell was I thinking? That&apos;s gross. &quot;You guys are nuts.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, yea, have you heard from Uruha?&quot; It seemed like he hadn&apos;t heard what I said. &quot;I&apos;ve been trying to call him but every time I get the &apos;Unavailable&apos; message.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No. I hadn&apos;t seen him for more than a week.&quot; I had been wondering if it was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Geez, what kind of boyfriend are you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, you live in the same apartment with him and...&quot; I realized then I could be a little slow. &quot;Hey, wait. What did you just say?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ee, boyfriend part?&quot; Ruki asked the obvious. &quot;Yea, you guys are together, right? Or did I miss something?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a moment. Uruha and I. Sure, we&apos;ve gone out together. We stayed in together too. We had candle lit dinners together. He&apos;s told me he liked me. I&apos;ve held his hand out of circumstance. We&apos;ve kissed - due to the heat of the moment. We might have even, almost... Damn. Is he, or am I, Uruha&apos;s boyfriend? &quot;It just seems different hearing someone actually say it so directly like that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki scuffed. It appeared he wasn&apos;t drunk anymore. &quot;What, want to back out now? ’Cuz it&apos;s bit too late for that. The boy’s crazy about you, Uru-chan, which I don&apos;t see why.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey!&quot; I was a bit offended even though it was just Ruki. Truth was I still didn’t know where I was when it came to my feeling for Uruha. &quot;So do you have any idea where he could be?&quot; The next thing I knew the eccentric-actor-wannabe was out like a light, with his face flat on the bar counter. Otherwise he might have been rehearsing a make-out scene with an unanimated object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really did want to know where Uruha was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.e-zeeinternet.com/count.php?page=237174&amp;amp;style=blackout&amp;amp;nbdigits=3&quot; alt=&quot;Pleural Mesothelioma&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mesolink.org/&quot; title=&quot;Pleural Mesothelioma&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; color: #000000; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Pleural Mesothelioma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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