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Post by Daichi Miura on Mar 16, 2011 3:21:01 GMT
Aki's sudden change in demeanor and defensive behaviour had Daichi shrink a little in his seat.
"Okay, okay, he's a great man. Would you sit down, please? You're blocking my light."
Daichi sighed again. Everything he said seemed to agitate Aki in some way. It was as if they were two complete opposites....AGAIN. Somehow he hasn't met anyone yet that suited him as a proper friend, and that thought made him sad.
Just a little.
"You can have this if you like."
Daichi said finally after pulling out his wallet and rummaging through the items in there, retrieving a guitar pick with WUMF on it....AND J's handwritten signature. He handed it over to Aki.
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Post by Aki on Mar 16, 2011 3:28:43 GMT
Scowling, AKi was about ready to pounce the other student, but the topic of J must be threaded on upon kindly. Just in case. Cause if anything is wrong, then Aki can really wail on the other with good reason.
"......" Then he saw it. And it was handed to him. And it had...it had...it had.....
Aki stopped breathing. He should've taken Daichi's advice of sitting down. Tilting backwards, Aki fell right onto the ground...melting into goo.
And that was just the pick.
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Post by Daichi Miura on Mar 16, 2011 3:42:39 GMT
Stare.
"....Aki? Hey. Aki?"
Daichi used his sneakered foot to prod Aki-goo.
"You okay?"
Silence.
Guess not. Daichi sighed again, rolling his eyes and reaching out to carry Aki and heave the other onto a chair firmly, but gently.
"My god, you need to take things easy, will you? It's yours. It's not going anywhere anymore."
Sigh....
Daichi settled down next to Aki, keeping quiet for a moment, then upon noticing that Aki still didn't have much of a reaction, the young man started fanning him patiently.
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Post by Aki on Mar 16, 2011 3:50:54 GMT
Akigoo was happily frolicing in Jland, thank you very much. He didn't even know how he ended up on the chair until he was on it.
Sorry Daichi, but it looks like your efforts went to waste.
".....Of course it's not going anywhere." AKi answered, raising an eyebrow at the other student. He was going to save it and bring it with him to the grave.
".......so how did you get this...?"
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Post by Daichi Miura on Mar 16, 2011 3:54:26 GMT
".....He gave it to me?"
How else would he get it? It rained down from the sky? Then again Daichi decided that whatever he said wouldn't matter much to Aki anyway, since the blonde was waaaaaay into Jland.
Sighhhh.
"I have backstage passes for his next concert if you want."
But there was a wry sort of smile in his words. Seeing Aki happy made him happy, too. He realised that he didn't really mind the blonde much. Aki had an interesting source of energy after all.
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Post by Aki on Mar 16, 2011 4:11:49 GMT
"....."
Aki had his face pressed right up against Daichi's face at the mere mention of Jgivesomethingtosomeonethatwasn'tAki. Forget Jland, be weary of the Jfanboyism. It's a very rare and dangerous condition that Aki happened to have.
At the offer of backstage passes, Aki's mind went blank. However, instead of foaming at the mouth, he kissed Daichi smack on the lips. Then throwing an arm around his new best friend, shoving a lit cig in both of their mouths.
"SO WHEN ARE WE GOING?"
Life was good. Real good.
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Post by Daichi Miura on Mar 16, 2011 4:17:02 GMT
"......!!!"
All of a sudden Aki's face was right in front of him and Daichi wished so hard that he was a turtle. Or a snail. Anything for a bit of coverage.
"Eeeek...! Too close...!! Go away!"
Daichi started to shove Aki off but then he was too late. Aki's lips were on his and then a lit cig and then arms and everything.
"MMMPFH???! EEEEEEKKK!!! WHAT ON EARTH?! ACK! AKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
SPIT SPIT SPIT!
Daichi forceshoved Aki off his lap and stood up and away, coughing and hacking out the cigarette and wiping his lips in obvious distaste.
"WHAT ON EARTH?!"
Hell he was upset. But as to why....
"STOP TOUCHING ME!!"
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Post by Aki on Mar 16, 2011 4:26:02 GMT
"!!!"
Talk about bursting someone's bubble, Aki was literally thrown right back into reality.
"DUDE, CHILL, YO." Goodness, one would think the other was afraid of cooties or something. It wasn't like he did anything "mean" this time! He was actually quite kind! Hell, he didn't go around kissing anyone.
"Stop acting like I raped you or something." Aki pulled himself up, rubbing his sore backend. Fuck, that hurt. Double fuck, he lost another cigarette.
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Post by Daichi Miura on Mar 16, 2011 4:33:10 GMT
Hell yes Aki, you sure did. That was Daichi's first kiss.
"....................."
Sigh. What does it matter anyway. Daichi didn't think he would be able to give his first kiss to anyone special. Might as well let Aki take it.
"Sorry."
He mumbled after a fifth wipe of his mouth, then reached out to offer a hand to help the blonde up.
"You okay?"
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Post by Aki on Mar 16, 2011 4:50:30 GMT
Pouting before he took the hand to get back up on his feet. "No, my ass doesn't appreciate being abused, thank you." He answered, bluntly. But he's holding on to a Jpick with a Jsigniture, so he really can't be angry.
Brushing the dirt off his pants, he looked at Daichi.
"But we're still good for J concert?"
Answer well, cause Aki might throw Daichi off the roof.
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Post by Daichi Miura on Mar 16, 2011 5:00:38 GMT
"...Yeah, why?"
He already offered, didn't he? Daichi looked at Aki curiously before deciding that he'll never be able to fathom what's going on in Aki's mind so he might as well just give up. Hell, the blonde might not even have a mind left, with all that bleach going through his head.
"Anyway, I'm going off to take some photos, so see you later."
Sigh.
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Post by Aki on Mar 16, 2011 5:07:05 GMT
"Phew," That was an actual sigh of relief. "I was afraid you decided to take back the tickets and I would've had to thrown you off the roof. Or something equally drastic." Leave it to Aki to answer truthfully.
".........Photos?" Aki perked up like a puppy, "Where? Of what? We don't have a photography class, you know." Or did they? Was teh school holding out on him again?!
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Post by Daichi Miura on Mar 16, 2011 5:38:12 GMT
"There's a photography club and yes, I've signed up. You...need a DSLR though."
Not to mention an interest. Then again he felt like he wasted his breath on Aki again. Most likely the blonde would sign up just to make Daichi's life miserable and then steal someone's camera just to join proper. Most likely Daichi's Nikon too.
He might as well lay down and offer himself as a sacrifice to Aki without struggling. Perhaps that might be more painless.
"I'm going to take some photos of Kre-san's work. You can come if you like."
Sigh.
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Post by Aki on Mar 16, 2011 5:45:18 GMT
"...oh." Aki answered, rather disappointed. He didn't pay attention for clubs, so he didn't care for them. He would rather sleep honestly. "....What's a DSLR?" Nor does it proven he even cared for photography really, just that he knows he likes to take photos.
"It sounds like some American dish." Putting his smokes safely away in his pocket, he followed Daichi around, The pick was already incased in his wallet. Just in case.
".....You know, you really should watch out for that perverted old man, Daichi." Consider that a warning.
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Post by Daichi Miura on Mar 16, 2011 5:51:31 GMT
"Don't say that about Kre-san! He's my senpai and he's very nice..."
Unlike you...
Daichi bit his lip to prevent himself from saying so. He cleared his throat then and headed for the large splash of grafitti that adorned the walls. It was a masterpiece indeed.
"Waaaah.....the energy!"
He breathed, taking up his Nikon and starting to adjust the lens in swift, professional movements.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Forgetting that Aki was even there.
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