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Post by KREVA on Feb 28, 2011 5:21:44 GMT
"Eh! Ya ain't DAT bad-lookin', yer dope!"
Kreva complained with a hearty slap to his good friend's shoulder, grinning broadly.
"C'mon man, ya even got da chin fuzz like Dr K! Whut's not handsome 'bout that eh?!"
He joked, rubbing his own to make a statement before settling down again with a shake of his head.
"Nope nope, yer old man. Me? Imma forever 18, yo! The world's never gonna be rid of me! Hahaha! Immortal K. Yeah. Sounds great. Gonna go home 'n make a whole new rap outta it."
But Kreva sobered down as Kaoru's words did truly sink in.
"They be findin' a new fix other than music."
The world's oldest form of entertainment. But it was slowly getting true. Music now seemed to be taking a smaller and smaller role now, to be replaced by all the visuals that came with it.
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Post by Kaoru on Feb 28, 2011 6:12:27 GMT
"Like you? I've had this," He ran his fingers along his jaw. "A hell of a lot longer than you have. You meant 'I have the chin fuzz like Kaoru does', right? Not the other way around." He flipped his drinking companion off good naturedly.
And god the last words were true. "...half of it isn't really music, is it?" Not much of a question, only a statement that required a long drink to follow it. "...a lot of it's the reason why I wanted to go back to Ageha...make sure we were sending some actual talent into the world..." Yet another drink followed that until he'd drained the glass. "Seriously..."
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Post by KREVA on Mar 1, 2011 2:18:57 GMT
"You me both."
Kreva agreed to that last statement with gusto, raising his own mug and downing it in one hearty swallow.
"Rrggghhh!"
Yeah baby, just like a man<3
"Nonononono, Neh-neh-neh...."
He shook a finger at his good pal, letting a smug expression take over his handsome features.
"Chin fuzz? Dr K. Dr K? Chin fuzz. Kaoru? Tatts. Tatts? Kaoru. Dat be de word association fer da day, dope."
Hell yeah. Kreva did make sense. All those inks on the other man's body just overwhelm the chin fuzz man. Tatts noticed first, chin fuzz later!
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Post by Kaoru on Mar 3, 2011 6:59:27 GMT
A grumble that sounded remarkably like 'I had it first...' issued from Kaoru from behind the empty mug but he sighed after, gesturing at the waitress to come and refill their drinks.
"How are you so...cheerful all the time? It's like...no matter what happens or where or why you're always smiling...how do you do it?" He was remarkably jealous of the other's talent. He didn't know if it was always genuine or a mask to hide any discomfiture which was saying something after so many years of friendship.
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Post by KREVA on Mar 4, 2011 3:07:49 GMT
"Just think of all the good things that be happenin' to ya!"
Kreva advised with a big broad grin, propping his head up with a hand as he observed his good friend.
"Even if it's bad, it ain't gonna stay bad! 'N you'll always be learnin' somethin' new. Dat always make you a better person yeah? So life's always good fer Dr K."
It was a way of looking at things. In fact, Kreva was pleasantly surprised that Kaoru wasn't annoyed at his constant beam of sunshine. Some people are, and they end up distancing themselves from the rapper, thinking that he was either pretentious or trying too hard...or they just couldn't relate to his unending supply of happy.
"Why's Mr Kaokao always so glum anyway?"
Right back atcha!
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Post by Kaoru on Mar 5, 2011 3:41:15 GMT
"Ha...I'm too serious...too analytical? It's that...perfectionist crap..." He threw the suggestions out on the table. He couldn't quite pinpoint it to anything in particular...perhaps he didn't have the skillset to simply see the silver lining and the impending sunrise of his problems. "But...either way, I deal with it so, here's to dealing, right?" He lifted up his mug in a mock salute before throwing it back for a few long drinks.
"I mean...I can't think about how it won't always be bad when something bad happens...I'm so caught up in the bad thing and how I have to fix it that I'm incapable of looking ahead..."
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Post by KREVA on Mar 5, 2011 4:11:11 GMT
"Dealin's always gud."
Better than broodin' anyway.
"To yer awesome problem solvin' ass!"
Kreva heartily agreed with a lift and a clink of his own beer mug, grinning broadly now and chugging the entire glass in a similar fashion to Kaoru.
"Just stop 'n take a step back. Look around ya 'n see dat ya ain't the only one facin' the shit. 'N you got buddies, bro. You always got spare hands just waitin' fer ya phonecall aight?"
It was a gentle reminder that Kreva was always around. Despite their bickering and frequent fights, he very much considered Kaoru to be part of his family, like a brother. Closer than a brother.
"So whut's been eatin' at yer cute little head these days, eh? Why so glum?"
He had noticed. It was subtle but there.
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Post by Kaoru on Mar 7, 2011 7:26:37 GMT
What was bothering him? It wasn't something he could exactly pinpoint. Just a feeling that was always there. He could probably list lots of small things, like students who weren't trying, bickering with the family, the mess in his apartment, various aches and pains from years of not giving a crap about his body, hangovers, stress. All little things in the long run and the list was probably a hundred times longer but he knew in the back of his mind that the rest of the world was dealing with the same shit and it wasn't really fair of him to bitch about it. Any of the bigger problems he just avoided thinking about. It was easier that way.
"Meh...nothing really." He shrugged, tipping back the mug again, a thought occuring. "Fuck...I'm gonna have to leave my car here...damnit."
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Post by KREVA on Mar 8, 2011 4:12:56 GMT
"Just you gettin' old huh. Yeap. I geddit."
Kreva shook his head with a lopsided grin, taking another drink before observing his good friend once more with his head propped up on an elbow.
"Heya. S'been a long time since we really hung out. It's kinda nice. Well...was always nice, y'know whut Immean, but yeah. S'nice."
He took another swig of beer.
Thonk.
"....I can drive."
There was a cheeky twinkle in those eyes.
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Post by Kaoru on Mar 8, 2011 4:55:14 GMT
"Fuck no. You aren't touching my car...you've been drinking just as much as me..." There was no hesitation in his answer. "...but yeah, this has been nice." He gave a small smile, sitting up in the booth.
"Alright, I'm calling a cab, you get out your half of the bill..." He eyed Kreva across the table before digging out his phone and punching in the familiar number of a cab company.
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Post by KREVA on Mar 8, 2011 5:01:22 GMT
Kreva grinned for a bit, then he shoved the money back at Kaoru.
"Imma pick dis up. Ya pay da cab."
Saying so, he shuffled over to the cute waitress and slipped the money into her denim pockets, flirting with her and she was reacting so nicely too, with her little white hands tugging playfully on his shirt and perhaps even brushing over his broad chest.
But the man pulled away and stepped back to Kaoru, with a hand placed on the table while waiting for his friend to finish that call.
"Ya done? Damned Imma need ta use yer bathroom."
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Post by Kaoru on Mar 8, 2011 5:18:15 GMT
The call was just ending when Kreva returned to the table and the brunette rolled his eyes.
"The cab'll be here in ten minutes, just use the bar's?" It was already a thirty minute ride by cab to the apartment, although Kaoru usually made it in twenty. Speed wasn't really something he tried to pay attention to when driving.
He slid out from his side of the booth and shouldered on his jacket, checking his pockets to make sure nothing had fallen out. "I have to get my stuff out of the car, I'll be right back." There was a looseness to his movements, a lack of the stress that was usually there as he headed for the doors, already pulling a cigarette out of his pocket.
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Post by KREVA on Mar 8, 2011 5:53:22 GMT
"Ugggggghhh! Aight, aight. Meetcha outside. Damned."
Kreva groaned as he tugged onto the hem of his denims, trudging off and grumbling as he did so. He did notice how his friend seemed more relaxed however, and it pleased the man some. Maybe they could just watch some DVDs over at Kaoru's place for the night, have a couple more drinks...stuff like that.
Manly stuff.
Within moments he was out of the bar and in the cab with Kaoru, looking out into the scenery that was flashing them by.
"Pretty."
He remarked idly as the well-lit streets of Ikebukuro's city glittered along.
"Got work in the morn?"
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Post by Kaoru on Mar 11, 2011 5:30:01 GMT
"...I work at the same time you do...remember? I yelled it at you when you were whining about having class at eight in the morning. We can both go in hungover." He grinned, head resting against the back of the seat while the city lights played shadows across his skin.
When the cab finally pulled up in front of his building, he leaned forwards, passed the appropriate money and a generous tip and then let himself out of the cab, turning to wait for his friend. He was already pulling a fresh cigarette out of his pocket and fumbling for his zippo.
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Post by KREVA on Mar 11, 2011 17:25:11 GMT
"Oh goddamnit...yeah...yeah. Imma fergot...hahaha."
Kreva groaned after managing to drag himself out of the cab, looking pretty buzzed but in a positive way. Catching sight of his friend taking a smoke, the man himself looked rather tempted, but he refrained from asking for one. The rapper had managed to cut down his chain-smoking habit since the late 90's, and had been strictly just a social smoker henceforth.
Maybe he should hang around less with his smoker friends.
...Then again, all of them smoked. What the hell.
Kreva took an idle stretch while looking up at Kaoru's apartment, taking in the familiar sight.
"So...have ya installed dat LCD monitor in yer bathroom yet? Hahahaha!"
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