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[31 Jul 2005|09:52pm] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | curious ] I got a phone call from an irate Yuki earlier saying he’ll be out with Tatsuha tonight. Okay, firstly, Yuki calling me is a rare event in itself. Secondly, hearing the two brothers going out together for a drink is like, like—Christina Aguilera claiming her boobs are real. In short, impossible. I hope Yuki doesn’t punish me for screaming in disbelief. So, yeah. Just when I thought I had enough surprises for the night, Tatsuha called me an hour later telling me to go to this ceratin place and wait for further instructions (it concerns Yuki, he says). Though bewildered, I simple agreed. An hour later after the director yelled “It’s a wrap!”, I found myself standing infront of a garish building not unlike the establishments beside it. “Paradaisu Rabu Hoteru” I read aloud. I took a deep breath and stepped inside. Surprisingly, the interior was not as gaudy. A genki-looking receptionist greeted me with a shrill “Irashaimaseeee!” as I approached her. “Anou, sumimasen kedo heya no 413 wa doko desu ka?” The woman gave me a once-over before flipping though a stack of envelopes. Tatsuha knew about our video shoot (he’s one of the janitors after all) and specifically told me to come to this hotel in my costume at midnight. I was glad for the make-up and mask plus the long overcoat that I wore and hoped nobody recognized me on the way here. “Ah, kore desu!”, the woman exclaimed and handed me an envelope. Inside was a note from Tatsuha. Shu-chan, Remember my challenge to you? Well, you can prove yourself tonight. Yuki and I are waiting in the room I told you about. He doesn’t know you’re coming. He just thought I rented a stripper. I hope you can still remember your dance steps. ^_^ The Super Seme, Tatsuha “That bitch!”, I said to myself. “Kochira wa Mystique-san desu. She will show you to your room. Please enjoy your stay.” A rather tall but nevertheless beautiful woman came up to me and smiled. We said nothing as the elevator ascended. When I saw the door labeled ‘413’, I turned to the pretty lady beside me and thanked her. “Dou itashimashite!” replied a deep bass. It was then I realized that ‘she’ was in fact a ‘he’. I gaped as he giggled and left. After the shock wore out, I turned to the door infront of me and fixed my mask one last time before knocking. Here goes nothing. Famous last words. Notes: For more info on Japanese Love Hotels, try looking here. sugar high

*seethes* [12 Jul 2005|04:23pm] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | SEME ] I am SO tempted to say yes just to prove you're wrong. But that would be cheating. I think. Eugh. sugar high

aitai yo [13 May 2004|01:41am] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | cold ] What did I do to deserve this? 35 pockys made me|sugar high

[06 Nov 2003|11:16pm] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | sad ] I am alright. Sakuma-san's visits helped me cheer up actually. I just wish I could do something for Mika-san. She's still feeling down and I don't think that's good for the baby. But I don't want to talk about that. It still hurts to think that the reason why she and I are here is because of our loved ones. It's boring here. For sure Sakano-san and Mr. K are ready to kill me any moment now. I want to go back and sing. It's the only thing I have left. Besides, I wasn't just lying all day anyway. I came up with a couple of songs for the new album. I'm not sure if our fans will like the theme though. It's dark and sad and depressing. Hey Hiro and Suguru, don't you think it's about time we change our image into a goth one? What do you think? All of the jrockers out there are like that anyway. I hate this bubblegum pop image. After what I have been through, I don't I can be that genki as before. Mika-san asked me to come with her to America. I refused her offer though. The last thing I need is to be isolated from the remaining people who make me happy. I feel sad for her but I can't do anything.... Mika-san, please feel better already. I'll start working tomorrow. I'm gonna be released today anyway. sugar high

[07 Sep 2003|02:09pm] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | hollow ] "Tohma's". "Why?" "You know why." And then a sense of dread washed over me. Confusion. Anger. Pain above anything else. A door slamming, my feet taking me where they want to go. And then I was there, infront of the Seguchi house. Betrayal. Listen, Yuki. Can you hear that? It's the sound of a heart that has been crushed one too many times. sugar high

[05 Aug 2003|08:49pm] I knocked a little apprehensively on the door because it was really quiet. Then I resisted the urge to glomp Hiro when he opened the door. "Hi, Hiro." I smiled. Or at least tried to. I thrust the gift into his face. "Happy Birthday!" Hiro smiled at me and gave me a bear hug. "Shuichi! I thought you forgot!" "Saa, Hiro. Never!" He ushered me inside and I laughed when I saw Suguru sprawled on the couch, dead drunk. "I didn't know you had a visitor." "He was the only one who remembered", Hiro said with a grimace. "I'm sorry. I couldn't come earlier. Yuki lost the ring I gave him and I tried to come back for it. But the man at the door won't let me in." And before I knew it, I was recounting what happened between me and Yuki. I told him how Yuki remained impassive when I finally asked where his ring is. How the maitre d'etre embarassed me infront of other people. How it still hurt that he didn't care. And how his rejection killed any hope of me having a family of my own. During my rant, Hiro kept filling my glass with alcohol as I told him my story. It was dawn when Hiro decided we better hit the sack. He dragged me into his room and I curled up beside him on the bed. "Just like old times, ne Hiro?" He chuckled in response. And for the first time in over two years, I fell asleep in my bestfriend's arms. sugar high

[03 Aug 2003|03:18pm] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | longing ] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | kids at the McDonald's PlayPlace ] "Quarter Pounder, Large Fries and Large Coke, please.", I told the cashier. Woohoo! It feels good to be somewhere I belong. We are currently at McDonald's, as I told Yuki how hungry I was (the steak wasn't enough. Good heavens, it was just a tiny piece of steak and I paid my months paycheck for the whole meal --plus the damages--!!!) He's sitting there, on a table for two near the...WAITAMINUTE!!! SUGOI!!! THAT'S A PLAY PEN!!! I haven't been in one for years! I paid the cashier and balanced my tray as I sat beside Yuki. I offered him fries but he only glared at me before extracting a cigarette from his pocket. "Yuki, you can't smoke here!" I reminded him and took the stick fom his lips and stuck a fry instead. He gave me a death glare. I ignored this and happily chomped on my meal. Now this is what I call food. I grimaced as I remembered what happened at the restaurant (though the incident at the bathroom still makes me blush). After 5 minutes flat, I was done with my food and Yuki was looking at me like I grew another head or something. "What?" I asked, "I was hungry, okay?" And then I turned my head to the sound of laughter beside us. Of course, the play pen. I sighed wistfully as I watched the kids play. Then with a parting grin to Yuki, I went in the pen. Yuki quickly covered his face with his hands and proceeded to bump his head on the table. He must have been doing this for almost a minute before turning to glare at the little girl tugging on his shirt. I watched this for a while with no small amount of amusement. The little girl must have been about three, with ash blond hair and blue eyes. She looked like Yuki's daughter from afar. Yuki blinked. And then turned to look at me, obviously confused. I shrugged and continued to watch. He stood up to shake the girl's hand off but this only resulted to the girl hugging his leg in return. "Daddy!" she cried. Yuki looked scared. Really scared. Or just plain confused, I'm not sure. But I decided to take pity on him and crouched on my knees to face the little girl. "Hey there, cutie. Are you lost?" I asked. She looked at me and then shook her head. "No! Daddy, here!" She said and pointed at Yuki. I laughed aloud at this and attracted the attention of the two women sitting on the farthest table. The blonde woman, obviously the girl's mother, quickly stood up and ran to our side, apologizing profusely as she pried the girl away from Yuki's leg. "Lena, didn't we tell you stay in the play pen? Oh, I'm so sorry for the trouble my daughter has caused." She said. "It's quite okay, Ma'am." Yuki answered. Obviously he has recovered from the shock. "Thank you. And sorry again!" The woman exclaimed before chasing her daughter who had gone up the stairs. "Yuki, are you alright?" I asked, just to be sure. "Yes, I'm fine. Are you quite done yet?" "Hai." "Let's go then." "Yuki?" "What?" "I want a baby." sugar high

[01 Aug 2003|06:25am] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | crushed ] Last night was my date with Yuki at a posh western restaurant. If I'd known those things were gonna happen, I should have taken him somewhere else. *sighs* So you wanna know what happened? We had our table reservation for 8 PM. The watchamacallit person ushered us to our table as soon as he saw Yuki (*grumbles*). And then with a fake smile, the person asked us (in English) "Smoking or non-smoking?" and I said "Yes". The man looked at me funny and gave me a once over before rolling his eyes when I thought I wasn't looking. Did I say something wrong? I mean come on! Gimme a break, I'm still learning English here. And I was wearing something nice (Yuki said so too, and that's really rare)! Is it the hair? Anyways, so these two waiters came to us as soon as we got seated and I told Yuki "We only need one of them, right?" and he looked at me before chuckling "Shuichi, the other waiter is for the wine." and with that he proceeded to talk in his rapid English and I had to stare at him for a while. I never got to hear him speak English before. Yuki is sooo gooood! And then this other waiter clears his throat and asks me (in English) what meal I would like. I, of course, expected this and (without looking at the menu) told him (in practiced English) "I would like a steak please." and after saying that I was proud of myself. But then this baka waiter asked me one more question "How would you like your steak sir?" and I couldn't really understand what he meant. So I told him "Yes, I like my steak very much." Apparently, Yuki was listening and nearly choked on the wine he was tasting. I couldn't for the life of me figure out why the waiter looked like he was gonna burst into laughter any time soon. What? What did I say? Yuki looked livid as he saved me by speaking to the waiter for us. So anyway, after they left, I looked at the other tables and felt uneasy as I realized we were the only "alternative" couple in the restaurant.Yuki must have noticed this and smired. Why oh why did I pick this restaurant? I could have just chosen a traditional Japanese restaurant but nooo, I had to be all-knowing and choose an American restaurant just to practice my English. After minutes of silence (as Yuki kept downing more wine), our meals arrived. I found out Yuki ordered salmon and I was given my steak. Then when I looked at the silverware, I was suddenly confused. Of course I know how to use a spoon and fork, but how come there were so many of them beside my plate? Was I supposed to use ALL of them? I nervously fiddled on the table napkin and waited for Yuki to pick up the right silverware. I was just gonna follow his lead. We ate while talking about this and that, and by the middle of the dinner, I was already relaxed. And just as I thought everything was alright, my right sleeve dipped into the gravy as I was reaching for a piece of Yuki's salmon. Damnit! "Ack!" I managed to exclaim before trying to shake the gravy off. Of course, since the gods above must have hated me last night, the waiter chose to walk by our table carrying a tray of what looked like blueberry cheesecake. My arm hit him square on the stomach and the cake went flying on the air. Uh-oh. It landed on Yuki. sugar high

um..yuki? [28 Jul 2003|12:38pm] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | surprised ] 100% Seme How seme are you? brought to you by Quizilla 3 pockys made me|sugar high

POCKY! [28 Jul 2003|10:26am] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | hungry ] what flavor pocky are you? [c] sugardew sugar high

[27 Jul 2003|10:03pm] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | relieved ] It was nearing dusk when I returned from the park. I noticed the lights were still out as I pulled my keys out. Maybe Yuki was still busy with his novel, I thought as I stepped inside our apartment. Our apartment. That sounded nice. I sighed. I didn't notice that Yuki was sitting on the couch until he leaned over to stub his cigarette. I put on my best grin and plopped beside him. "Hi, Yuki! What's for dinner?" I asked. Something in my expression must have given my real emotions away as Yuki moved closer and cupped my face. "What's wrong?" he asked. "N-nothing," I answered, hoping he'd just drop it. But he didn't. Instead, he pressed his lips on my forehead and whispered, "There's something wrong". And he tilted my head so he can look into my eyes. I didn't realize I was crying until he started wiping the tears away. My mind was screaming for me to just tell him already. But the fear of rejection was so great. That is, until he leaned forward to kiss me. I gave in. I reached for the hand where Yuki wears his ring and pulled it off. I took out a small box and opened it. Inside was the ring I've been meaning to give him for the past month. I slid the ring on his finger. Perfect. "Marry me." I said. Yuki looked torn between hitting me or laughing at me. I dunno. He let go of his hold on my arm and leaned back on the couch. His next words weren't what I expected though. "You make it sound like it's such a simple thing." I can feel my heart being crushed as he took the ring off. I was expecting him to call me names again. Bakabakabaka no Shuichi. And at that moment, I really felt like one. But he didn't. He only looked at the inscription in the ring's interior. And after what seemed like forever, he slid it back on his finger and I felt a spark of hope. "So it comes to this," was all he said. But it was enough. It was enough to mend my heart. I scooted closer until our bodies were flushed against each other. I entwined my hands with his... and heard the satisfying clink of our rings. We stayed in that position for quite a while. Everything was perfect. Well, almost. sugar high

Weeee! [23 Jul 2003|07:26am] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | bored ] And we're back in Tokyo! How's everyone? Hiii~ro, where are you? K-san, Sakano-san, what about the world tour?! *pouts* Yuki's locked up in his office again. What to do to kill time ... hmm ... maybe I'll go tell Yuki how much I miss again. *grins* sugar high

[11 Jul 2003|11:52pm] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | bouncy ] We're going back to Tokyo! Yaaay! Tatsuha! Suguru! Care to join our little road trip? Yuki's driving his car so there's enough room for all of us. By the way, Tatsuha, remind me to give you my Ryuichi stuff when we get back. It's the least I could do for all the trouble I've caused. I mean, I know its not easy to keep travelling from Tokyo to Kyoto and vice-versa ^_^ You know, I tried coaxing Otousan to come along but he refused (stubborn old man) ^_^v so he'll be missing a lot. Anou... Sakano-san, K-san, are we still going to push through with the world tour? It's starting next week, right? Can we postpone it for maybe another week? Are we touring with Nittle Grasper? Ooops, gotta go! Yuki is glaring at me again. Fine, fine... maybe I can practice singing during the trip. I haven't done that in a while. 7 pockys made me|sugar high

minna-san! [09 Jul 2003|07:21pm] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | tired ] I'm sort of..back, I guess. I'm in a dingy net cafe right now. i just disabled emails in all of my yahoogroups and spent a lot of time updating my other ljs. couldn't update for shuichi though because my roommate wants me to go home NOW. So, i'll try to check again tomorrow or something. ^^ Great RPing everyone! I just wish Sakano-san and Ryuichi were here. *sighs and prods Maiko and Noriko too* Ja! sugar high

My nightmares just started [27 Jun 2003|02:05am] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | sad ] I'm staying at Hiro's flat. It's barely big enough for two grown-ups but hey, I've been sleeping over since high school. It's not like we can't manage. I kinda feel awful though. I'm pretty sure Ayaka-chan isn't too thrilled about this idea. But I have no choice. Either stay here or go back to my family's house. I'd rather not hear my mom's lecture. ( Read more... ) I'm tired. Very tired. I'm glad K-san and Sakano-san are giving us a long break before the world tour. Because if it starts anytime soon, I don't think I can do it. Oh, Hiro's here. He brought food. Another take-out, I suppose. I don't mind. I don't feel like eating anyway. I don't feel like doing anything anyway. sugar high

[22 Jun 2003|05:13am] I'm...going home. If anyone cares, I won't be posting here for a while. sugar high

[22 Jun 2003|02:33am] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | happy ] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | Yuki softly snoring ] The concert was a blast! I think that was our best performance so far! <333 TOKYO!!! I can't wait for the next tour!!! JAPAN TODAY, TOMORROW THE WORLD! ----- I came home a few hours earlier to find my mom in the kitchen cooking something for Yuki ;_; Well, to say that she glomped me would have been an understatement. I was practically on the floor. My mom is such a worrywart. But I missed her so much. Yuki looked slightly annoyed but I detected a hint of smile when he saw us. Btw, I brought my sister with me. She forcedstrongly suggested that I should or Yuki and I won't have any time time alone together. If she's here to distract my mom, then how come she's fawning all over my koibito, hmm? At least Yuki's feeling better. I really missed him ;_; Awww..he's stirring in his sleep and reaching for my side of the bed. I think that's my cue to go back now. I just snuck a few minutes to post this. Talk to you guys later. PS For the record, My mom and Maiko are in the guest room. They'll be going back to our house in the morning. ^^ *cuddles* sugar high

^______________________^ [21 Jun 2003|03:45am] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | hyper ] Tour ends today! I'm so excited to perform!!!!!!!!!!! AND I WANNA SEE YUKI!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <33333333 I'm too hyper to go to sleep! sugar high

Minna-san! [31 May 2003|02:55am] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | satisfied ] Tohma called me earlier and said he's really busy with some business stuff. He'll be back on Monday. ^_______^ Did everyone get a good night sleep? I want to apologize for the uh...weird noises last night. An-- YUKI STOP GROPING ME WHILE I'M TYPING!!!!!! *sweatdrops* Um...sorry about that. sugar high

I've got polaroids!!!! [23 May 2003|07:24pm] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | happy ] [ I'm feelingI'm listening to | me humming ] Sakano-san gave me my new lap top today!!! (i love it even if it's pink) I also took some pictures while on our way to Kyoto. My sister is still not talking to me so I couldn't take hers. Maiko, if you're reading this. We need to talk. You can help me shop, too. ( Lookie here. ) 2 pockys made me|sugar high

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