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@fujinasshi
hiromikkun:
I’m actually surprised Pocky is that photogenic. He’s always just a mass of some light and dark color on photos, maybe a blurred line.
That’s because you’re not taking your time to take proper photos... And maybe the new camera is just that good. Puppy beauty filter.
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hiromikkun:
It’s just surprising to me. Bell will get jealous. You don’t want that, do you?
NO!!
But actually she’s always somewhere on me when I’m taking photos. And she’s too hyper to take photos. Maybe we should try it with selfies again...
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nakajimx:
The male grimaced as the other pronounced that name again. “Serves me right. It was out of impulse, the need, the urge to go further. I never let myself caught with that but hah, I can’t be perfect all year, it gets tiring. “ Though, despite the nonchalant tone, his features were hardening : discomfort. “ I can’t even get back at this motherfucker. I will call you next time, for sure. “ A grumble as it somehow was still a sensitive point, what happened on that particular night, his thoughts traveled for a bit, he still had to visit Kaz and Yurino about it, so many headaches. His father? Sure the young man’s looks were matching his age but according to how dark was the world he was evolving in at night, Nakajima kept forgetting how young Fujigaya was. Of course the male could picture the type of sluts the other was mentionning. Listenning to the boy calmly, he gave a nod as a final answer. Obviously the money part was no problem but it was business they were talking about and so, despite huge bank accounts, the numbers still had a meaning. “Information is key. I like how you know your shit.” As his cigarette was done being smocked, the male threw it down the ground, crushing it. “ You should come sometimes, you know.” As they both were leader of the room type, Fujigaya had his own fun and own clubs while Nakajima had his. Perhaps the two of them in the same underground would’t work so well? But the idea was interesting enough. “My sluts are different from yours but I’m telling you, you can aim higher with these. As for the sex and the mind games, haa… the choice is endless according to your likings. What’s in for you? A whole new playground, you can lay your finger on anyone you want, I wouldn’t stop a damn thing. What’s in for me? Less dirt on my hands. You lucky bastard has juvenile law to cover your ass. While, me…” He narrowed his eyes a bit. “Let’s say corruption has its own limits in this country, even for a Nakajima.” A shrug. “I like what you’re offering though, I will pay the price.”
“If it makes you feel better, the last thing I heard about that guy is that he passed out in a back alley after having been kicked out of a cheap kyabakura. Then again they weren’t sure if he only passed out or...” Another shrug. No one mentioned he was dead, so he probably was still lingering around somewhere, sadly. Just one of those dirty rats that couldn’t die soon enough. Watching Nakajima always was kinda fascinating, he wasn’t around many people outside of his own age or university students max and it was intriguing to see someone above that, above any of the stupid kids from his school and the assholes who just wanted a kick for one night, thinking they were something better for rotting at Toudai or wherever they came from. No, Nakajima was one of the few customers he actually “liked”, if you could call it that. Just as corrupted as himself. “You know I’m picky with my women. Sounds tempting, but I’m trying to make my business run again and last weekend was only for testing purposes of my new babies. I’m afraid I’ll have to turn that offer down, not gonna take the risk of running into people that can’t keep a secret, if you know what I mean. Business-wise at least, might pay a visit privately if you don’t mind. Even though it sounds like you’re trying to bribe me. Which won’t be working, not today. And trust me, there’s worse stuff for me than getting caught by one of those cute officers, that’s why I’m earning enough with my babies.” Now that he mentioned them, he pulled the small plastic bag out of his pocket, waving it a little to show off the two pink pills it contained. “5000 yen per pill, they’re difficult to get. You'll get a discount next time if you like them. And no more treachery or you'll have to find someone else for the high quality stuff.”
nakajimx:
“A heart? “ A raised brow , a flashed smirk. “If I am the devil in a suit, perhaps you’re the devil in a school uniform. Hearts, do we even have that? “ He questionned, sarcastic, still on the tone of their amusing little discussion, his hand gesturing as he was taping on the stick with his index, making the ashes fly. “I’m satisfied, yeah. A month ago I pulled an infidelity on you though, as you weren’t around. I went to that piece of trash Kento. The shit he gave us fucked us so bad that it went beyond my control. I’m sure you’ve heard of it. Where’s the fun if the night potentially leads you to jail?” It was interesting to see how Yuto evolved on that point. Three years ago and you had a Nakajima who would just go as far as he could, explore limits in ways he never told anyone, except the ones sharing his disgusting secrets from the past. Unfortunatly, starting his second year as a CEO, having responsabilities of the size of mountains on the shoulders, it was obvious the man was insisting on discretion, on keeping the dirty fun under the ground, far away from the prying eyes. "Strawberry milk you said?” The male paused, taking another hit, knowing perfectly that if Fujigaya came to him with that, he would end up buying. When it came to business, honest or not, Nakajima could easily see if it was driven by passion or by money. He couldn’t help wondering why the young boy only liked watching people as rats, objects that would get high under his bless - but that specific trait was making Fuigaya good at what he was doing. Yuto perhaps had this tendencies too, to watch, but throwing himself into the game was too much pleasure for him to resist.” The sweeter they taste, the more fucked up you get. Tell me about the effects and more importantly, the side ones. I still have a business to run. It’s like viagra, banging all night is fine but how will it hurt the following morning? That’s what dickheads forget to ask themselves.”
The laughter that bubbled out of him almost had an innocent feeling to it, as if Nakajima just had made a really stupid joke on the level that was fitting for his age. Nothing about Fujigaya was like it should have been though, not the fact that a high schooler was dealing with substances, nor the mind that was as rotten as his actions. “True, I guess we don’t have something like that. Not possible to break it then. Surely would be shattered on the ground latest now, infidelity...” He clicked his tongue, considering the rest of the story it didn’t sound all too butthurt though. “But Kento, huh. Serves you right to be honest, should have given me a call. Just because my old man had an eye on me, doesn’t mean I can’t make some special deliveries. Now he’s out of the country again anyway.” Shrugging his shoulders, the sweet smile returned to his lips. Thinking about that asshole only would spoil his mood, so coming back to business made him push those thoughts away again quickly and focus on the nice part of the night. “Mmh, strawberry milk,” he let the words roll of his tongue, humming afterwards. “They’re baby pink too, cute, ne~ Tried them last weekend on one of those easy little sluts at the club and she purred the whole night, except for when she was busy of course. Always wanting to stay informed, ah, I missed that, Nakajima. It kicks, a lot, pretty much works right away, depending on what you had before. Works best with some food, wouldn’t recommend on empty stomach and not with only alcohol. Might make dizzy and disoriented otherwise. Effects last for a couple hours, but comes in a pair, so enough to throw one in when it’s fading to last the whole night. The morning after, blissful oblivion, means no real memories, but feeling pretty out of it. Not more than the usual hangover, so easily blamable on that. Bit of nausea, depending on how much you’re used to. Can’t give you a discount this time, I had a bit of a loss last month.” Did the money matter? No, it didn’t. But that was how Nakajima would make up for the missed deal, he couldn’t always be nice.
riigyaru:
“Yeah, the one with very long hair! I had a spiritual connection with him.” Risako claimed. Truthfully, she wasn’t sure if she did see the man or not. She has been overworked these last couple of days with promotions and her lack of sleep had caused her to hallucinate a couple of times. “He only-” she paused, taking another small sip of her beer in hand, “-only likes to be seen with a misty fog behind him. He told me I need to wear more skirts. Kind of a weird request, ne?”
“Wow... Oh man...“ He followed her words with his mouth gaping a little, eyes glossy and cheeks red from the alcohol in his veins. “Wait, more skirts? Jesus said that? But you’re not even Christian, are you! No need to listen to him then! Unless you like skirts, then wear more skirts...” His speech had gone from really passionate to kinda distracted in a mere seconds, now wondering about that guy with the long hair and skirts on girls quietly. “Do you think he gives everyone fashion advice? But he isn’t really stylish himself, is he...”
nakajimx:
A snicker from the heir, who was facing the view, one hand down his pocket, the other taking off the cigarette between his lips. Of course he would recognize this voice, always. "Popping out of nowhere really is your thing. The line between being discreet and creepy can be so damn thin, kid.” It was a light joke even if the man wasn’t in such joking mood, but hearing the boy’s line perhaps would bring a new light to his boredom. “You always come to me when you have something new to offer, I like that.” Nakajima spoke again, turning around to face the youngest, smoke escaping from his mouth and nostrils. The night was making his black attire and dark eyes even more obscure, or perhaps only his features were giving the impression. “I’ve tried what you gave me the other day. Not on me, I’m not a fool, but let’s say it was… “ An hellish ghost smile, brief, shortly replaced by his legendary stoicism again. “ Interesting.”
“You know I’m only showing up when I’m summoned by certain needs.” The younger smiled sweetly, hands pushed into the pockets of his school uniform that somehow became his trademark. He was doing that stuff mostly outside of the club scene anyway. “That kinda hurts, calling me creepy like that. My poor heart will break someday…” He let out a really dramatic sigh and patted the pocket of his uniform right above his chest. The pocket that always hid a special treat for such nights, but he would put that off for a little longer, the chitchat was what amused him the most about such moments after all. “Oh! Your face tells me that you liked it, I’m always appreciating a happy customer. Told you it has a nice effect that doesn’t get noticed. Well, at least not if you’re on that end.” While he did deal with all kinds of new and experimental stuff, Fujigaya never had been one to try any of those. He observed the results, yeah, but only to keep his business running. No need to sell stuff that wasn’t good and would drive his customers away. He rarely did drugs and if he did, it was a nice white line of coke to keep him calm enough to enjoy the night. “I do have something interesting for you again, if you want. It’s a cute little thing, heard it tastes like strawberry milk.”
Just saw my brother’s blog post and...
Oh man...
I am SO excited for tomorrow... (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))
“Jesus told me to do it.”
A Little Too Drunk Starters
“J-Jesus?!” He stumbled a little over the word, tongue heavy from the beers he had had over the course of the evening. “Did he talk to you? Like, in person? Is he here? That’s the guy with the long hair, right?” He never really had been interested in Western religions but he did remember seeing some of it on his trips to the USA.
A Little Too Drunk Starters:
“Oh, HELL no! Not in MY bed!”
“We watched some horror movie.. I think it’s called, ‘the Teletubbies..’?”
“Pants are just an illusion.”
“Shut the fuck up a pikachu onesie does so suit me.”
“Hey, man, I hate to tell you this, but I think your dog’s cheating on you..”
“Hey, the cat crashed your car.”
“I thought today was your birthday, so I rented a bouncy house, but then I remembered it isn’t, so now we have a bouncy house.”
“It’s not a mattress, it’s my kingdom and you are encroaching on it.”
“[NAME]’s a VIP at that one strip club….. What’s it called again… ‘Golden Corral’?”
“I’m bleeding?!”
“I have to tell you a secret…”
“You think it’s important that I lost my shirt?! You think it’s important?! I’LL TELL YOU WHAT’S IMPORTANT!!! CALLIOU CAN’T FUCKIN’ TIE HIS SHOES!!!”
“I need at least seven sweet and sour sauces or I’m fucked.”
“I was pretending to be a ninja and the blade of the knife just flew right off and broke the window.”
“Look, man, I didn’t mean to pee on you.”
“Thanks for letting me room with you… By the way, vodka makes me gassy.”
“You want to go to Taco Bell?”
“I lost [NAME]. Have you seen them?”
“Wow, you look so much better when I’m drunk. You should try it more often.”
“I CAN’T SLEEP WITHOUT A LULLABY!!”
“Hello, 911? Are you still awake?”
“Jesus told me to do it.”
“I’m really sorry I’m so creepy everybody…”
“This is awful. I am inventing electricity, and you look like an asshole.”
“How many nutrients do you think there are in dog biscuits? I already ate, like five.”
“HOLY SHIT HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET SO TALL? WHAT THE FUCK?”
“Hamsters have feelings, too..”
“Who convinced me to come here?”
“The dog looked so lonely.. So I took it home.”
“I’LL PROTECT YOU! I’M BATMAN!”
“Look at all this snow. Imagine if it was sand, but still cold. No wait, warm snow. Man, that’d be cool..”
“You’re not very hot, but maybe after another beer or two..”
