j-rock stories...
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pinkkillerkisou
Angelic Fruitcake
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I would prefer to think incredibly stupid. 
Kinsao
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pinkkillerkisou said:I remember this one where Shinya was portray as really weak and fainting all the time and hiding behind other members when Kyo would freak out.
that sounds dreadful!!!I wonder if any jrockers ever read fanfiction about themselves when they need a good laugh? They should do - often is so ridicullous!
*imagines Totchi reading about himself being molested in a lift by Die* Sometimes the writing is bad.... I mean not good English
What really irritates me is when the characters are constantly referred to as "the guitarist", "the bassist"... whatever. I mean, a few times is fine because that is what they are, of course, but when it gets to the stage where you've got a sentence something like "he tentatively approached the red-haired, blue-eyed, hyperactive, tight-pant-wearing, hard-drinking drummer...." (ok I am exaggerating 
) It's almost like they're afraid to put their name too often or something. Some things like that are good and descriptive, but too often and it just looks contrived, I think.
pinkkillerkisou
Angelic Fruitcake
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Karyu posted on the BBS once that he read a yaoi fic of him and Zero. He seemed very shocked yet amused.
He seemed very shocked yet amused.
Kinsao
Horizon Rider
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Horizon said:Haha! 'Tis not JRock, but the guy who played Faramir from Lord of The Rings was amused as well. He said that some along the lines of that, at least, when he's at home and not getting any, his fanfic counterpart most certainly will be!
rofl! that's good!
yeah... they really ought to read them.... when they're tucked up in bed all lonesome and cozy with their coffee doing their crochet or something, and needing something good to read.....
kairi~vs~rinoa
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here's one of my stories. its about diru so if you don't like them then don't waste your life reading (also, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU DON'T LIKE DIRU?!). its not brilliant but i hope you like it.
The Diru Dates
As you look out of the plane window you realise that this is it. You're on your way to Japan to meet your favourite band! Who would have thought that simple competition entry would have won. Surely it wasn't that good. Do other people deserve this more than you? You're going to be thrown into a foreign country in which you only know bits of the language. And to top it off, you'll finally get to see the 5 people you've dreamt about seeing for a long time. Can you handle this? Is it too much?
A flight attendant passes by and notices your distress.
"Are you alright?"
"Huh? Oh yes i'm fine thankyou. Just a bit nervous thats all"
"Is it your first time flying?"
"No i'm just feeling a bit travel sick, could i have a glass of water please?"
"Sure, I'll just get it for you"
As they walk off the panic inside subsides and you being to feel more relaxed. The clear skies out the window begin to darken as night falls and you slowly drift into sleep.
The next time you open your eyes your stomach is lurching into your throat. Looking around you see the cup of water you asked for in the cupholder and other passengers gathering personal items together ready to get off. You assume the plane is landing so you quickly drink some of the water and put the spare t-shirt you used to lean on back into your bag, closing it tight.
Walking through the Tokyo airport you see flashing messages above you of planes arriving and being delayed, people paying for their flights and children running around playing games to take away the boredom. Relief sets in as you realise you've made it. Crowds of people start pushing past you to get on to the next leaving plane but you don't care. Happiness is the only thing you feel right now, 2 weeks in Japan await you. 2 weeks that will make your life worthwhile. So why are you wasting it? You rush off to your apartment for a decent nights sleep...
The phone rings around 10am, waking you up suddenly. You only just answer it in time. A lady begins speaking japanese quickly to you. Her words go in one ear and straight out the other.
"Erm, hello?" You say cautiously
"Oh hello. So you don't speak japanese no?"
"Only a few words, nothing big"
"I see. Well this is Dir En Grey's PA and i am calling to speak that the visits with the band are on monday to friday. is that good?"
Her english wasn't brilliant, but you appreciated her trying.
"Yes thankyou that's lovely. So on monday I have to go where?"
"For each personal visit a limo will be sent to pick you up. The band members have each choose a place they would like to go with you. They will be waiting in the car for you"
"Oh thats brilliant thankyou very much. What times will each date be?"
"They will call you before"
"They?" Your heart flutters at what they could mean
"The band members. They like to take a personal approach."
"Wow, ok thats great. Thankyou again, i can't tell you how much this means to me"
"No problem. We will speak again soon. Bye"
"Bye"
You put the phone down and your hands are sweating. A personal approach? A personal approach by Diru?? To save another wave of panic you go into the shower to wake you up more and wonder who will be first to call. Monday will be your first ever heart attack, but it'll be worth it. You get dressed and spend the rest of the sunday taking in the sights of tokyo and treating yourself to a few items of clothing.
After a long day it's hard to get sleep that night and the excitement of tomorrow doesn稚 help, but you wear yourself out eventually with the thoughts of whats will happen and drift into sleep.
You awake bright and early the next morning to prepare for your first date. The phone rings around mid-day while eating your lunch. You swallow the food in your mouth and answer.
"Hello?"
"Hello..." A mans voice speaks. A soothing, gentle voice. "...Are you ready now?"
"Oh, is this my date?"
"Yes it is" You can't see him but you can tell that he's smiling on the other end and a quiet giggle follows.
"Well then yes i'm ready, are you outside?" You smile along with him, your heart racing
"Yes, see you in a minute. Bye"
"I won't be long, goodbye"
You grab your coat and open the front door of your ground-floor apartment in the tokyo suburbs. You see the long black limo parked just outside and start walking down the 5 or so steps to the pavement. You hear a car door open and a man with shoulder-length brown hair walks around the limo to greet you. His slender frame almost seems to float towards you and his eyes glisten in the mid-day sun. You now know who your first date is.
"Hello" Shinya says playfully while smiling. "I am taking you to the park today!" He smiles again and it makes you smile along with him, you just can't help it!
"aww thats great! I have only got my coat though, is that ok?"
"Thats fine" He smiles again and takes your hand. You pinch your leg hard with your other hand to make sure your not dreaming He walks you to the limo door and opens it for you smiling again. You fall for the smiling game again and smile back. How could you not smile back to him, he's gorgeous!
After only a few minutes of small talk, the limo pulls up and Shinya gets out to open the door for you. Looking around you see the most amazing scenery. Your at a traditional Japanese park, full of beautiful flowers and trees with a glistening still lake in the middle.
"Do you like?" Shinya says to you. You look into his thoughtful eyes and see his inner beauty.
"Yes, i like very much" You smile at him and his eyes light up knowing you like where he's taken you. He takes your hand again and you begin to walk down the path between the trees. There isn't much conversation to begin with as you both are feeling nervous. Shinya squeezes your hand comfortingly now and then and you feel more relaxed as time goes by. The two of you reach a beautiful patch of flowers and he motions you to sit down with him infront of them, facing out onto the lake.
"It really is wonderful here Shinya"
"I had hope you would like it, the flowers are almost as beautiful as you" He looks at you and smiles, his hair falling just onto his shoulders.
"thankyou, you didn't have to say that" You blush at his compliment, mainly because its Shinya who it came from and also because he said it like he meant it.
"But it is true! Here, have this" He reaces to his side and picks a flower for you, placing it in your hand.
"thankyou so much Shinya, it's lovely" You thread the stalk through the fabric of your coat close to your heart and keep it there.
"Die was teasing me earlier about this visit being too, whats the word, silly?" He pouted like a little boy when he said this and you melted. "But i told him i thought you would like it and i'm glad you do"
"aww it isn't silly at all, its wonderful! Die picks on you a lot doesn't he"
"yes, but i know he doesn't mean it!" He looks up and smiles to himself knowing that he is loved by his friends. "I'm so glad i found them, they mean a lot to me. I'm glad i'm here with you too! We don't often meet fans like this but we all decided to make an exception this time."
"And i'll never be able to thank you all enough!" After you say this, he takes your hand and kisses it. He looks in your eyes while doing so and your knees go weak, its a good job your sitting down! He then lays down amongst the flowers and giggles.
"what?" you ask him
"I can see a cloud that looks like miyu-chan!"
You lay down with him to look at the clouds, your head resting right next to his.
"I can see it too!"you giggle with him. His childlike laugh is so adorable and you lean over slightly and see his smile. its so beautiful.
After hours together in the park the time you've been dreading finally comes and he has to take you back to your apartment. The limo pulls up outside and he once again opens the door for you, with another smile across his face. You stand up next to him and he reaches in his pocket.
"I have something else for you" He says, with his hands still in his pockets. "Here.." He hands you a small teddy bear which has an embroidered heart on.
"You honestly didn't have to buy me this Shinya!" you try to hide your joy.
"just a little something I picked up earlier for you. I had a wonderful time today. Maybe I will see you again before I leave?"
"I sure hope so! Thankyou again, it was amazing!"
He leans in and kisses you on the cheek, while you put your arms around him for a quick goodbye hug.
As you walk up the steps to your door you turn and wave to the slender angel standing by the limo. He waves back and smile at you one more time, your knees going weak at the sight. You slowly walk into your apartment and close the door behind you.
The first date was amazing. Better than you expected. A rush of excitement fills you as you realise you have another one tomorrow! Who will it be this time...
I have each date with each member as a separate story like this one, so let me know when you would like the next chapter. Hope you liked it, it took me a while to write!
The Diru Dates
As you look out of the plane window you realise that this is it. You're on your way to Japan to meet your favourite band! Who would have thought that simple competition entry would have won. Surely it wasn't that good. Do other people deserve this more than you? You're going to be thrown into a foreign country in which you only know bits of the language. And to top it off, you'll finally get to see the 5 people you've dreamt about seeing for a long time. Can you handle this? Is it too much?
A flight attendant passes by and notices your distress.
"Are you alright?"
"Huh? Oh yes i'm fine thankyou. Just a bit nervous thats all"
"Is it your first time flying?"
"No i'm just feeling a bit travel sick, could i have a glass of water please?"
"Sure, I'll just get it for you"
As they walk off the panic inside subsides and you being to feel more relaxed. The clear skies out the window begin to darken as night falls and you slowly drift into sleep.
The next time you open your eyes your stomach is lurching into your throat. Looking around you see the cup of water you asked for in the cupholder and other passengers gathering personal items together ready to get off. You assume the plane is landing so you quickly drink some of the water and put the spare t-shirt you used to lean on back into your bag, closing it tight.
Walking through the Tokyo airport you see flashing messages above you of planes arriving and being delayed, people paying for their flights and children running around playing games to take away the boredom. Relief sets in as you realise you've made it. Crowds of people start pushing past you to get on to the next leaving plane but you don't care. Happiness is the only thing you feel right now, 2 weeks in Japan await you. 2 weeks that will make your life worthwhile. So why are you wasting it? You rush off to your apartment for a decent nights sleep...
The phone rings around 10am, waking you up suddenly. You only just answer it in time. A lady begins speaking japanese quickly to you. Her words go in one ear and straight out the other.
"Erm, hello?" You say cautiously
"Oh hello. So you don't speak japanese no?"
"Only a few words, nothing big"
"I see. Well this is Dir En Grey's PA and i am calling to speak that the visits with the band are on monday to friday. is that good?"
Her english wasn't brilliant, but you appreciated her trying.
"Yes thankyou that's lovely. So on monday I have to go where?"
"For each personal visit a limo will be sent to pick you up. The band members have each choose a place they would like to go with you. They will be waiting in the car for you"
"Oh thats brilliant thankyou very much. What times will each date be?"
"They will call you before"
"They?" Your heart flutters at what they could mean
"The band members. They like to take a personal approach."
"Wow, ok thats great. Thankyou again, i can't tell you how much this means to me"
"No problem. We will speak again soon. Bye"
"Bye"
You put the phone down and your hands are sweating. A personal approach? A personal approach by Diru?? To save another wave of panic you go into the shower to wake you up more and wonder who will be first to call. Monday will be your first ever heart attack, but it'll be worth it. You get dressed and spend the rest of the sunday taking in the sights of tokyo and treating yourself to a few items of clothing.
After a long day it's hard to get sleep that night and the excitement of tomorrow doesn稚 help, but you wear yourself out eventually with the thoughts of whats will happen and drift into sleep.
You awake bright and early the next morning to prepare for your first date. The phone rings around mid-day while eating your lunch. You swallow the food in your mouth and answer.
"Hello?"
"Hello..." A mans voice speaks. A soothing, gentle voice. "...Are you ready now?"
"Oh, is this my date?"
"Yes it is" You can't see him but you can tell that he's smiling on the other end and a quiet giggle follows.
"Well then yes i'm ready, are you outside?" You smile along with him, your heart racing
"Yes, see you in a minute. Bye"
"I won't be long, goodbye"
You grab your coat and open the front door of your ground-floor apartment in the tokyo suburbs. You see the long black limo parked just outside and start walking down the 5 or so steps to the pavement. You hear a car door open and a man with shoulder-length brown hair walks around the limo to greet you. His slender frame almost seems to float towards you and his eyes glisten in the mid-day sun. You now know who your first date is.
"Hello" Shinya says playfully while smiling. "I am taking you to the park today!" He smiles again and it makes you smile along with him, you just can't help it!
"aww thats great! I have only got my coat though, is that ok?"
"Thats fine" He smiles again and takes your hand. You pinch your leg hard with your other hand to make sure your not dreaming He walks you to the limo door and opens it for you smiling again. You fall for the smiling game again and smile back. How could you not smile back to him, he's gorgeous!
After only a few minutes of small talk, the limo pulls up and Shinya gets out to open the door for you. Looking around you see the most amazing scenery. Your at a traditional Japanese park, full of beautiful flowers and trees with a glistening still lake in the middle.
"Do you like?" Shinya says to you. You look into his thoughtful eyes and see his inner beauty.
"Yes, i like very much" You smile at him and his eyes light up knowing you like where he's taken you. He takes your hand again and you begin to walk down the path between the trees. There isn't much conversation to begin with as you both are feeling nervous. Shinya squeezes your hand comfortingly now and then and you feel more relaxed as time goes by. The two of you reach a beautiful patch of flowers and he motions you to sit down with him infront of them, facing out onto the lake.
"It really is wonderful here Shinya"
"I had hope you would like it, the flowers are almost as beautiful as you" He looks at you and smiles, his hair falling just onto his shoulders.
"thankyou, you didn't have to say that" You blush at his compliment, mainly because its Shinya who it came from and also because he said it like he meant it.
"But it is true! Here, have this" He reaces to his side and picks a flower for you, placing it in your hand.
"thankyou so much Shinya, it's lovely" You thread the stalk through the fabric of your coat close to your heart and keep it there.
"Die was teasing me earlier about this visit being too, whats the word, silly?" He pouted like a little boy when he said this and you melted. "But i told him i thought you would like it and i'm glad you do"
"aww it isn't silly at all, its wonderful! Die picks on you a lot doesn't he"
"yes, but i know he doesn't mean it!" He looks up and smiles to himself knowing that he is loved by his friends. "I'm so glad i found them, they mean a lot to me. I'm glad i'm here with you too! We don't often meet fans like this but we all decided to make an exception this time."
"And i'll never be able to thank you all enough!" After you say this, he takes your hand and kisses it. He looks in your eyes while doing so and your knees go weak, its a good job your sitting down! He then lays down amongst the flowers and giggles.
"what?" you ask him
"I can see a cloud that looks like miyu-chan!"
You lay down with him to look at the clouds, your head resting right next to his.
"I can see it too!"you giggle with him. His childlike laugh is so adorable and you lean over slightly and see his smile. its so beautiful.
After hours together in the park the time you've been dreading finally comes and he has to take you back to your apartment. The limo pulls up outside and he once again opens the door for you, with another smile across his face. You stand up next to him and he reaches in his pocket.
"I have something else for you" He says, with his hands still in his pockets. "Here.." He hands you a small teddy bear which has an embroidered heart on.
"You honestly didn't have to buy me this Shinya!" you try to hide your joy.
"just a little something I picked up earlier for you. I had a wonderful time today. Maybe I will see you again before I leave?"
"I sure hope so! Thankyou again, it was amazing!"
He leans in and kisses you on the cheek, while you put your arms around him for a quick goodbye hug.
As you walk up the steps to your door you turn and wave to the slender angel standing by the limo. He waves back and smile at you one more time, your knees going weak at the sight. You slowly walk into your apartment and close the door behind you.
The first date was amazing. Better than you expected. A rush of excitement fills you as you realise you have another one tomorrow! Who will it be this time...
I have each date with each member as a separate story like this one, so let me know when you would like the next chapter. Hope you liked it, it took me a while to write!
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Horizon
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- 24 Nov 2004
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Well...I found this story:
http://adultfan.nexcess.net/aff/story.php?no=544191973
HOWEVER! It has quite a bit of swearing and is found on a site that only allows R ratings and over. All this one has is 'heavy' cursing though. Just don't kill me if you go anywhere else on that site and come across a lemon or something, okies?
Anyway, the story is bloody HILARIOUS and it's a must read really. It's a L'Arc~en~Ciel yaoi parody type of thing really.
So, if you're going to read it, enjoy!
P.S. As a last note, the end ROCKS!
http://adultfan.nexcess.net/aff/story.php?no=544191973
HOWEVER! It has quite a bit of swearing and is found on a site that only allows R ratings and over. All this one has is 'heavy' cursing though. Just don't kill me if you go anywhere else on that site and come across a lemon or something, okies?
Anyway, the story is bloody HILARIOUS and it's a must read really. It's a L'Arc~en~Ciel yaoi parody type of thing really.
So, if you're going to read it, enjoy!
P.S. As a last note, the end ROCKS!
kairi~vs~rinoa
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hahahahahaha "wow i won't be able to get an erection for a weeks thanks to that" haha thats great
kairi~vs~rinoa
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sorry to double post, but i just read it again and those fangirls got to see tet-chan nekked!!!!! nyaaaaaaa! i'll just have to go back to my thoughts....
kairi~vs~rinoa
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i tried editing a picture of shinya into a picture of flowers to go with it. it looked like he was lying down in them, but then it went wrong and photoshop annoyed meso i gave up lol. i'm writing the next part as we speak. who thought being an author would be so hard! *sweats*
Horizon
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- 24 Nov 2004
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Here's a GLAY one! VERY cute and adorable!
There's nothing too wrong with it, however, I suppose, perhaps it shall be rated PG-13?
"Bored-room" Communication
Jiro sat at the end of the big table in the board room, twiddling his thumbs. It was the fifth meeting they'd had this week and frankly, he was bored out of his mind. He knew how important the meetings were, but cripes, they didn't even let him take a bathroom break, for his bladder's sake! And so, he sat there, trying not to have an 'accident' and fall asleep from Masahide-san's droning from the head of the table. Well, not in that particular order though...
Occasionally, the blonde's eyes would wander around the room, taking in the equally bored expressions from his bandmates... Teru took a break from his doodling and was trying to stifle a yawn, Takuro seemed to be listening to whatever the hell Masahide-san was talking about -- Jiro just about stopped trying around an hour ago -- and Hisashi sat back in his chair, staring at the ceiling.
Jiro couldn't take it anymore. The boredom was unbearable! He needed something -- anything -- to distract himself from this madness or he was going to go plumb crazy. Picking up a pen from the table, he began scribbling a message on the blank sheet of paper in front of him. The paper was for taking notes. Well, technically, Jiro _was_ taking notes...just not the kind of notes that Masahide-san put the paper out for. Anyway, he quickly finished and discreetly folded it up into a small square, writing something on the outside of the folds. The hand holding the note made it's way under the table and aimed. With a flick of his wrist, Jiro sent the piece of paper flying under the table to Hisashi, who sat directly across from him.
The guitarist blinked and looked away from the ceiling as he felt something hit his pantleg. A pity, really...it was so fascinating to watch that spider eat it's meal, Hisashi thought. He reached under the table and fingered the small, square note, bringing it up to his lap with a quizzical look. Carefully opening it up, he read the message inside.
Hey. How's it going? I'm so damn bored! >.< When do you think this thing's gonna be over? I need to go to the bathroom and I'm hungry. Oi! Write back. -- Jiro
Hisashi looked up and raised an eyebrow at Jiro, but the other was busy yawning to notice. The guitarist gave a little sigh and picked up his pen, writing a little message of his own. He might as well play Jiro's game. Besides, he needed something to do besides staring at the ceiling, watching spiders, and possibly falling asleep with his eyes open. After about a minute, he brought the note back to his lap and folded it up, getting ready to toss it back to Jiro.
Jiro gave a surprised squeak as something landed in his lap right on his crotch. He clapped a hand over his mouth, his eyes frantically darting around. Nobody seemed to have heard him -- which was a good thing -- and he mentally sighed in relief. It was just that note. He looked up, seeing Hisashi smirk at him. Ok, maybe _someone_ did hear him... Jiro felt his cheeks start to burn. Finally unfolding the note, he read from the neat handwriting.
Hi. I'm bored, too. Dunno when the meeting will end, but it's been 2 hours already. Just hold it. You'll survive. But hey, I got a peppermint in my pocket. Want it? -- Hisashi
Jiro looked miffed. He'd been holding it for around an hour now and he felt like he was going to explode! And the note flying into his _crotch_ didn't help one bit. Hmm, he read the last bit over again. Peppermint? His stomach softly growled. He _was_ hungry, so what the heck? Hisashi wasn't going to poison it, right? He quickly replied and tossed it to Hisashi, who was still smirking.
Hisashi reached down to the floor and picked up the note, staying under the table for a few seconds. Jiro watched him from the corner of his eyes. Finally, Hisashi resurfaced with a strange look on his face. He blinked a few times and opened the paper, reading the contents.
Ha...ha. Very funny. Did you _have_ to throw it right at my _crotch_, too?? I think I'm gonna pass out for holding it this long. Yeah, could I have it? The peppermint, I mean. I'll take anything coz I'm hella hungry. So, what are you doing? All I know is that Takuro's being a goody-goody like always and Teru's drawing again.
Hisashi almost laughed out loud. Jiro is such a crackhead, he thought with a grin and reached inside his pocket to find the mint. Whoops! Looks like he already ate it himself earlier into the meeting. Too bad for Jiro. He licked his lips and put his pen to the paper.
A few minutes later, the note came back and hit Jiro on the leg. He picked it up and read it.
Hahaha! Didn't know that it was gonna land _there_. And I didn't know you were that sensitive...*laughs some more* Sorry, I think I ate it already. My bad. What am I doing? Isn't it obvious? I'm passing around notes w/ you. Dumb bot. Hey, you know what? I saw something strange under the table a couple minutes ago. Heheh...
Jiro scowled at the note. Did Hisashi really find it so funny that he was about to piss his pants and pass out?? Why, he oughta just stroll over there and take a leak on that baka's...nah, that was a little too disgusting. Well, maybe that plant in the corner will do... O_O Deciding that he shouldn't gross himself out any further, he stopped scowling as he read the message over again. Man! He ate the peppermint, too?? Oh, crappers. Hmm...but what of this? What was under the table? He wanted to look, but then someone might ask him what he was doing with his head under the table. That was too much of a risk to take. Thinning his lips, Jiro set out to reply to Hisashi's cryptic message. Hey, he wanted to know what Hisashi saw. Hisashi smiled as he found that the note had landed on his knee. He wanted to know what Jiro would say after what he wrote.
Oh, shut up. It's not funny! You ate it?? Damn! Oh, well. And *rolls eyes* duh! I know that we're passing notes, but geez! That wasn't what I meant... Ano, what's so strange? Like I care or anything, but what did you see?
Jiro thoughtfully chewed on his lower tip as he waited for Hisashi to pass the note back. He looked around the room again. Yep, Masahide-san was still droning on and on as usual while Takuro continued to listen to him, that suck-up. Teru...hmm, Teru stopped drawing. Jiro scratched his head thoughtfully. Well, that was a surprise. In fact, he looked kind of sick, like he was having trouble breathing... His thought was interrupted as the piece of paper landed haphazardly on his thigh.
Do you really want to know? I mean, _really_?
That was it? Jiro shrugged a little and wrote down a few words, chucking the paper to Hisashi once he finished.
Yea, I do.
Hisashi was highly amused. This wasn't such a boring meeting afterall. In fact, it was quite fun! He hurriedly replied, then threw the paper back. Jiro already had his hands under the table, waiting to catch the incoming message. Finally, he felt it fly into his palms, and he stealthily opened it.
Ok, then --
>eeee!<
Jiro jerked his head up as he heard a slight whimper. Teru? He glanced at the vocalist. Had that whimper come from him? Masahide-san stopped talking and the meeting came to a halt. Apparently, it wasn't his imagination. Everyone had heard it. "Teru-kun, are you feeling ok? You look kind of sick," their producer asked and Jiro agreed with a nod, sweeping his gaze back to Hisashi, who sat there with a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. What the heck is _he_ smiling at??
"Ne, I'm fine, minna-san," Teru said with a strained smile and went back to doodling. Masahide-san shrugged and started back up with what he was saying. "Now, if we can continue to discuss the possible..." Yadda, yadda, yadda, thought Jiro. This wasn't even a Glay meeting anymore. It was more like a 'one-man Takuro' meeting. I mean, their producer has got to be absolutely dense! Teru was doodling right in front of him, and he and Hisashi have been passing notes back and forth for a while now...it was truly a 'one-man Takuro' meeting. He sighed and went back to reading the message.
Ok, then. Look at Teru and look at Takuro... Takuro's got his foot in Teru's lap. *lol* Guess he's not being such a 'goody-goody' afterall, ne?
Jiro gaped then furiously blushed. Was Hisashi telling the truth?? He stole a glance at Teru's form. His drawing hand seemed to be jerking about on the paper...and he looked over to Takuro this time, seeing the other with a cool expression on his face, still intently listening to Masahide-san. So was it true? The blonde began to freak out and before he knew it, he'd scribbled down a message of his own and tossed it to the grinning guitarist. Hisashi opened up the note and read.
What the hell?! Hisashi, you pr*ck, don't joke around like that. That's gross! >.< They're not doing that! You're making it up.
Hisashi wasn't expecting _that_ reaction from the Jiro. He didn't appreciate being called a '*****', either. Frowning, he wrote down a repsonse and threw it back to the bassist.
I'm not a pr*ck, you chimp. Besides, I'm telling you the truth, and if you don't believe me, take a look for yourself...if you've got the guts.
Jiro fumed. When it came down to Hisashi, the guy always pissed him off sooner or later. He wished that he'd never written him a note in the beginning! Now, they were starting up another fight. And Jiro didn't even get to eat the mint! He sighed. But Hisashi's last sentence made him wonder... Did Takuro really have his foot in *gulp* Teru's _lap_?? If so, what was it doing there??? Erm...strike that -- he didn't really want the answer to that last question. Although, he contemplated about looking under the table, but in the end, decided against it. Jiro wrote down a response, pouting as he did so, and tossed it back to Hisashi.
The guitarist felt the paper hit his leg and he reached down to pick it up. He read the note again.
You know what? You're _weird_. And now that I think about it, it was mean of you to offer me that peppermint when you already ate it. *pout*
Jiro had underlined that word a couple times. Hisashi narrowed his eyes and directed a glare at the guy in front of him. I'm not weird, Hisashi thought. He hoped that Jiro would shut up about the peppermint soon, too. He wrote down a short message and balled up the paper, throwing it under the table at Jiro. The note hit Jiro in the stomach and he quickly opened it, not caring about the crackling noise the crumpled paper made, and read.
What's the matter? You too chicken to look? Heh. And will you quit it with the peppermint thing?! I'm sorry, ok?!
The bassist looked up into Hisashi's eyes, which seemed to sparkle with some deep, unreadable message. They held each other's gaze, until Hisashi smirked and motioned for Jiro to look under the table in Teru and Takuro's direction. Instead, Jiro swallowed and wrote down another message. Damn it, if Hisashi hadn't have balled up the paper like that, his writing would've been much more smoother. He finished and tossed it to the latter.
Hisashi uncrumpled the paper and read Jiro's squiggly writing.
No, I'm not a chicken. I'm just not a hentai, like somebody in this room... Ok, I won't mention the peppermint anymore.
Hisashi shook his head and rolled his eyes, setting his pen to paper once more. This time, after he finished, he refolded the note and tossed it to Jiro. It landed neatly in the other's lap.
Jiro opened the ragged paper, his eyes scanning the page. They'd already filled up the front side, so Hisashi wrote on the back.
If anyone here's a hentai, it's Teru and Takuro. They're still going at it. Hahaha.
Jiro sweatdropped, turning a little red. Why does Hisashi have to write these things to him?? Despite that, Jiro slowly wrote down a message and flicked it towards Hisashi when he was finished. He looked at his wristwatch. The meeting was bordering on three hours! He'd been passing notes with Hisashi for more than half an hour...and he still needed to go to the bathroom.
Hisashi opened the note, his eyes wandering around until he found Jiro's latest message.
I didn't need to know that. *feels nauseous* Thanks a lot. Now you've made me sick.
Hisashi almost laughed out loud for the second time as he read. After all that he said, Jiro was actually feeling sick? He found the whole situation to be absolutely hilarious and realized that Jiro _still_ hadn't looked under the table once. He snickered a bit before writing down another message and tossing it carelessly to the the far, _far_ right of Jiro and towards the other end of the table. Now, he thought, Jiro was going to have no choice but to look. Hisashi smiled inwardly as he sat back and waited. It was a mean joke, but Jiro needed some convincing afterall.
Jiro couldn't feel the paper hit him this time. It must have landed somewhere in the close proximity, though. Hisashi's aim couldn't be _that_ bad, ne? Jiro pushed his chair back and scanned underneath the table, close to the edges. A-ha! There it is!
Right next to...*gulp* Teru's chair.
Jiro threw an incredulous look at Hisashi, who winked back at him and merely sat there with a smug smile on his face. The blonde's cheeks were tinged slightly pink as he mouthed out some curses before turning back to look at the note near Teru's feet. Maybe if he'd just...carefully reach down...then he wouldn't have to see what was happening under the table... Wait-a-sec --, he told himself, Hisashi was probably lying to you all along! Yeah, that's gotta be it! Maybe the guitarist just said that to mess with his mind... There might not even be a chance of anything going on under there, and here he is, most likely freaking out for no reason.
So Jiro -- with a look of grim determination -- steeled his nerves and took a deep breath. He disappeared underneath the table, much like a scuba diver would underneath the water. The bassist spotted the note a few feet away and crawled on all fours towards it. He reached out to grasp the paper, but froze as he looked up, seeing something that he didn't want to see --
Takuro's foot *was* in Teru's lap!!!
"Holy mother of Yoshiki!!!" he exclaimed, bumping his head on the table numerous times as he tried to scamper away from where Teru and Takuro sat. "Ahhhh!!! My virgin eyes!!!!"
"What the hell?" Takuro quickly stood up as he felt something wriggling, crawling over his foot. Teru stopped drawing and covertly zipped up his fly, which had...'mysteriously' fallen down sometime near the start of the meeting.
Jiro frantically crawled around under the table, all while shielding his 'virgin eyes' from anything else that he didn't want to see. Without knowing it, he crawled closer and closer to where Hisashi sat.
"Jiro?" Hisashi called out, peering underneath the table.
"Help!!!" Jiro suddenly sprung out from the dark depths of the table and landed square in Hisashi's lap, burying his face in the other's neck.
"Eeep!" cried Hisashi as the momentum of Jiro's weight toppled the chair over.
Hisashi landed flat on his back with Jiro sprawled over him in a _very_ compromising way. (Wari: Eheheheh...*greedily rubs hands together*) Takuro and Teru ran up to the scene, and Takuro's eyes watered as he began a wave of laughter, seeing his other bandmates in a messy heap on the carpet. Teru grinned at Hisashi's disgruntled expression. He was about to comment on how Hisashi and Jiro made such a perfect couple, until something caught his eye -- a little piece of folded up paper near his chair. He shrugged, stooped down and picked it up, holding it in his palm. Masahide-san stood up and strode over to where the two where laid out on the floor, slowly shaking his head on the way. "Hey, guys, I know that the meeting's really boring and all, but...couldn't you have waited until you both got home?"
Jiro still clung onto the guitarist. Takuro was still laughing. Teru had opened the note, his eyes going wide as he read each line. Masahide-san was still waiting to continue the meeting while Hisashi quietly seethed...
...then a red-striped peppermint fell out of Hisashi's pocket.
Jiro made a face.
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VERY cute and adorable! There's nothing too wrong with it, however, I suppose, perhaps it shall be rated PG-13?
"Bored-room" Communication
Jiro sat at the end of the big table in the board room, twiddling his thumbs. It was the fifth meeting they'd had this week and frankly, he was bored out of his mind. He knew how important the meetings were, but cripes, they didn't even let him take a bathroom break, for his bladder's sake! And so, he sat there, trying not to have an 'accident' and fall asleep from Masahide-san's droning from the head of the table. Well, not in that particular order though...
Occasionally, the blonde's eyes would wander around the room, taking in the equally bored expressions from his bandmates... Teru took a break from his doodling and was trying to stifle a yawn, Takuro seemed to be listening to whatever the hell Masahide-san was talking about -- Jiro just about stopped trying around an hour ago -- and Hisashi sat back in his chair, staring at the ceiling.
Jiro couldn't take it anymore. The boredom was unbearable! He needed something -- anything -- to distract himself from this madness or he was going to go plumb crazy. Picking up a pen from the table, he began scribbling a message on the blank sheet of paper in front of him. The paper was for taking notes. Well, technically, Jiro _was_ taking notes...just not the kind of notes that Masahide-san put the paper out for. Anyway, he quickly finished and discreetly folded it up into a small square, writing something on the outside of the folds. The hand holding the note made it's way under the table and aimed. With a flick of his wrist, Jiro sent the piece of paper flying under the table to Hisashi, who sat directly across from him.
The guitarist blinked and looked away from the ceiling as he felt something hit his pantleg. A pity, really...it was so fascinating to watch that spider eat it's meal, Hisashi thought. He reached under the table and fingered the small, square note, bringing it up to his lap with a quizzical look. Carefully opening it up, he read the message inside.
Hey. How's it going? I'm so damn bored! >.< When do you think this thing's gonna be over? I need to go to the bathroom and I'm hungry. Oi! Write back. -- Jiro
Hisashi looked up and raised an eyebrow at Jiro, but the other was busy yawning to notice. The guitarist gave a little sigh and picked up his pen, writing a little message of his own. He might as well play Jiro's game. Besides, he needed something to do besides staring at the ceiling, watching spiders, and possibly falling asleep with his eyes open. After about a minute, he brought the note back to his lap and folded it up, getting ready to toss it back to Jiro.
Jiro gave a surprised squeak as something landed in his lap right on his crotch. He clapped a hand over his mouth, his eyes frantically darting around. Nobody seemed to have heard him -- which was a good thing -- and he mentally sighed in relief. It was just that note. He looked up, seeing Hisashi smirk at him. Ok, maybe _someone_ did hear him... Jiro felt his cheeks start to burn. Finally unfolding the note, he read from the neat handwriting.
Hi. I'm bored, too. Dunno when the meeting will end, but it's been 2 hours already. Just hold it. You'll survive. But hey, I got a peppermint in my pocket. Want it? -- Hisashi
Jiro looked miffed. He'd been holding it for around an hour now and he felt like he was going to explode! And the note flying into his _crotch_ didn't help one bit. Hmm, he read the last bit over again. Peppermint? His stomach softly growled. He _was_ hungry, so what the heck? Hisashi wasn't going to poison it, right? He quickly replied and tossed it to Hisashi, who was still smirking.
Hisashi reached down to the floor and picked up the note, staying under the table for a few seconds. Jiro watched him from the corner of his eyes. Finally, Hisashi resurfaced with a strange look on his face. He blinked a few times and opened the paper, reading the contents.
Ha...ha. Very funny. Did you _have_ to throw it right at my _crotch_, too?? I think I'm gonna pass out for holding it this long. Yeah, could I have it? The peppermint, I mean. I'll take anything coz I'm hella hungry. So, what are you doing? All I know is that Takuro's being a goody-goody like always and Teru's drawing again.
Hisashi almost laughed out loud. Jiro is such a crackhead, he thought with a grin and reached inside his pocket to find the mint. Whoops! Looks like he already ate it himself earlier into the meeting. Too bad for Jiro. He licked his lips and put his pen to the paper.
A few minutes later, the note came back and hit Jiro on the leg. He picked it up and read it.
Hahaha! Didn't know that it was gonna land _there_. And I didn't know you were that sensitive...*laughs some more* Sorry, I think I ate it already. My bad.
What am I doing? Isn't it obvious? I'm passing around notes w/ you. Dumb bot. Hey, you know what? I saw something strange under the table a couple minutes ago. Heheh... Jiro scowled at the note. Did Hisashi really find it so funny that he was about to piss his pants and pass out?? Why, he oughta just stroll over there and take a leak on that baka's...nah, that was a little too disgusting. Well, maybe that plant in the corner will do... O_O Deciding that he shouldn't gross himself out any further, he stopped scowling as he read the message over again. Man! He ate the peppermint, too?? Oh, crappers. Hmm...but what of this? What was under the table? He wanted to look, but then someone might ask him what he was doing with his head under the table. That was too much of a risk to take. Thinning his lips, Jiro set out to reply to Hisashi's cryptic message. Hey, he wanted to know what Hisashi saw. Hisashi smiled as he found that the note had landed on his knee. He wanted to know what Jiro would say after what he wrote.
Oh, shut up. It's not funny! You ate it?? Damn! Oh, well. And *rolls eyes* duh! I know that we're passing notes, but geez! That wasn't what I meant... Ano, what's so strange? Like I care or anything, but what did you see?
Jiro thoughtfully chewed on his lower tip as he waited for Hisashi to pass the note back. He looked around the room again. Yep, Masahide-san was still droning on and on as usual while Takuro continued to listen to him, that suck-up. Teru...hmm, Teru stopped drawing. Jiro scratched his head thoughtfully. Well, that was a surprise. In fact, he looked kind of sick, like he was having trouble breathing... His thought was interrupted as the piece of paper landed haphazardly on his thigh.
Do you really want to know? I mean, _really_?
That was it? Jiro shrugged a little and wrote down a few words, chucking the paper to Hisashi once he finished.
Yea, I do.
Hisashi was highly amused. This wasn't such a boring meeting afterall. In fact, it was quite fun! He hurriedly replied, then threw the paper back. Jiro already had his hands under the table, waiting to catch the incoming message. Finally, he felt it fly into his palms, and he stealthily opened it.
Ok, then --
>eeee!<
Jiro jerked his head up as he heard a slight whimper. Teru? He glanced at the vocalist. Had that whimper come from him? Masahide-san stopped talking and the meeting came to a halt. Apparently, it wasn't his imagination. Everyone had heard it. "Teru-kun, are you feeling ok? You look kind of sick," their producer asked and Jiro agreed with a nod, sweeping his gaze back to Hisashi, who sat there with a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. What the heck is _he_ smiling at??
"Ne, I'm fine, minna-san," Teru said with a strained smile and went back to doodling. Masahide-san shrugged and started back up with what he was saying. "Now, if we can continue to discuss the possible..." Yadda, yadda, yadda, thought Jiro. This wasn't even a Glay meeting anymore. It was more like a 'one-man Takuro' meeting. I mean, their producer has got to be absolutely dense! Teru was doodling right in front of him, and he and Hisashi have been passing notes back and forth for a while now...it was truly a 'one-man Takuro' meeting. He sighed and went back to reading the message.
Ok, then. Look at Teru and look at Takuro... Takuro's got his foot in Teru's lap. *lol* Guess he's not being such a 'goody-goody' afterall, ne?
Jiro gaped then furiously blushed. Was Hisashi telling the truth?? He stole a glance at Teru's form. His drawing hand seemed to be jerking about on the paper...and he looked over to Takuro this time, seeing the other with a cool expression on his face, still intently listening to Masahide-san. So was it true? The blonde began to freak out and before he knew it, he'd scribbled down a message of his own and tossed it to the grinning guitarist. Hisashi opened up the note and read.
What the hell?! Hisashi, you pr*ck, don't joke around like that. That's gross! >.< They're not doing that! You're making it up.
Hisashi wasn't expecting _that_ reaction from the Jiro. He didn't appreciate being called a '*****', either. Frowning, he wrote down a repsonse and threw it back to the bassist.
I'm not a pr*ck, you chimp. Besides, I'm telling you the truth, and if you don't believe me, take a look for yourself...if you've got the guts.
Jiro fumed. When it came down to Hisashi, the guy always pissed him off sooner or later. He wished that he'd never written him a note in the beginning! Now, they were starting up another fight. And Jiro didn't even get to eat the mint! He sighed. But Hisashi's last sentence made him wonder... Did Takuro really have his foot in *gulp* Teru's _lap_?? If so, what was it doing there??? Erm...strike that -- he didn't really want the answer to that last question. Although, he contemplated about looking under the table, but in the end, decided against it. Jiro wrote down a response, pouting as he did so, and tossed it back to Hisashi.
The guitarist felt the paper hit his leg and he reached down to pick it up. He read the note again.
You know what? You're _weird_. And now that I think about it, it was mean of you to offer me that peppermint when you already ate it. *pout*
Jiro had underlined that word a couple times. Hisashi narrowed his eyes and directed a glare at the guy in front of him. I'm not weird, Hisashi thought. He hoped that Jiro would shut up about the peppermint soon, too. He wrote down a short message and balled up the paper, throwing it under the table at Jiro. The note hit Jiro in the stomach and he quickly opened it, not caring about the crackling noise the crumpled paper made, and read.
What's the matter? You too chicken to look? Heh. And will you quit it with the peppermint thing?! I'm sorry, ok?!
The bassist looked up into Hisashi's eyes, which seemed to sparkle with some deep, unreadable message. They held each other's gaze, until Hisashi smirked and motioned for Jiro to look under the table in Teru and Takuro's direction. Instead, Jiro swallowed and wrote down another message. Damn it, if Hisashi hadn't have balled up the paper like that, his writing would've been much more smoother. He finished and tossed it to the latter.
Hisashi uncrumpled the paper and read Jiro's squiggly writing.
No, I'm not a chicken. I'm just not a hentai, like somebody in this room... Ok, I won't mention the peppermint anymore.
Hisashi shook his head and rolled his eyes, setting his pen to paper once more. This time, after he finished, he refolded the note and tossed it to Jiro. It landed neatly in the other's lap.
Jiro opened the ragged paper, his eyes scanning the page. They'd already filled up the front side, so Hisashi wrote on the back.
If anyone here's a hentai, it's Teru and Takuro. They're still going at it. Hahaha.
Jiro sweatdropped, turning a little red. Why does Hisashi have to write these things to him?? Despite that, Jiro slowly wrote down a message and flicked it towards Hisashi when he was finished. He looked at his wristwatch. The meeting was bordering on three hours! He'd been passing notes with Hisashi for more than half an hour...and he still needed to go to the bathroom.
Hisashi opened the note, his eyes wandering around until he found Jiro's latest message.
I didn't need to know that. *feels nauseous* Thanks a lot. Now you've made me sick.
Hisashi almost laughed out loud for the second time as he read. After all that he said, Jiro was actually feeling sick? He found the whole situation to be absolutely hilarious and realized that Jiro _still_ hadn't looked under the table once. He snickered a bit before writing down another message and tossing it carelessly to the the far, _far_ right of Jiro and towards the other end of the table. Now, he thought, Jiro was going to have no choice but to look. Hisashi smiled inwardly as he sat back and waited. It was a mean joke, but Jiro needed some convincing afterall.
Jiro couldn't feel the paper hit him this time. It must have landed somewhere in the close proximity, though. Hisashi's aim couldn't be _that_ bad, ne? Jiro pushed his chair back and scanned underneath the table, close to the edges. A-ha! There it is!
Right next to...*gulp* Teru's chair.
Jiro threw an incredulous look at Hisashi, who winked back at him and merely sat there with a smug smile on his face. The blonde's cheeks were tinged slightly pink as he mouthed out some curses before turning back to look at the note near Teru's feet. Maybe if he'd just...carefully reach down...then he wouldn't have to see what was happening under the table... Wait-a-sec --, he told himself, Hisashi was probably lying to you all along! Yeah, that's gotta be it! Maybe the guitarist just said that to mess with his mind... There might not even be a chance of anything going on under there, and here he is, most likely freaking out for no reason.
So Jiro -- with a look of grim determination -- steeled his nerves and took a deep breath. He disappeared underneath the table, much like a scuba diver would underneath the water. The bassist spotted the note a few feet away and crawled on all fours towards it. He reached out to grasp the paper, but froze as he looked up, seeing something that he didn't want to see --
Takuro's foot *was* in Teru's lap!!!
"Holy mother of Yoshiki!!!" he exclaimed, bumping his head on the table numerous times as he tried to scamper away from where Teru and Takuro sat. "Ahhhh!!! My virgin eyes!!!!"
"What the hell?" Takuro quickly stood up as he felt something wriggling, crawling over his foot. Teru stopped drawing and covertly zipped up his fly, which had...'mysteriously' fallen down sometime near the start of the meeting.
Jiro frantically crawled around under the table, all while shielding his 'virgin eyes' from anything else that he didn't want to see. Without knowing it, he crawled closer and closer to where Hisashi sat.
"Jiro?" Hisashi called out, peering underneath the table.
"Help!!!" Jiro suddenly sprung out from the dark depths of the table and landed square in Hisashi's lap, burying his face in the other's neck.
"Eeep!" cried Hisashi as the momentum of Jiro's weight toppled the chair over.
Hisashi landed flat on his back with Jiro sprawled over him in a _very_ compromising way. (Wari: Eheheheh...*greedily rubs hands together*) Takuro and Teru ran up to the scene, and Takuro's eyes watered as he began a wave of laughter, seeing his other bandmates in a messy heap on the carpet. Teru grinned at Hisashi's disgruntled expression. He was about to comment on how Hisashi and Jiro made such a perfect couple, until something caught his eye -- a little piece of folded up paper near his chair. He shrugged, stooped down and picked it up, holding it in his palm. Masahide-san stood up and strode over to where the two where laid out on the floor, slowly shaking his head on the way. "Hey, guys, I know that the meeting's really boring and all, but...couldn't you have waited until you both got home?"
Jiro still clung onto the guitarist. Takuro was still laughing. Teru had opened the note, his eyes going wide as he read each line. Masahide-san was still waiting to continue the meeting while Hisashi quietly seethed...
...then a red-striped peppermint fell out of Hisashi's pocket.
Jiro made a face.
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"ahh! my virgin eyes!" haha thats so cute but funny too! awww poor jiro hehe
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Isay... not only are you a talented writer, youre also a talented screenshot maker/caption writier.... youre a genius!!! -worships- 
