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Initial D is a manga (and anime) about Japanese boy racers. Lots and lots of them. With some very nice cars. =D Mostly, though, it concentrates on Takumi's ultimate tofu-guy drift technique in his faithful 86. Anyway, since this particular RPG blog is powered by fangirls, it is shounen-ai and yaoi friendly. You have been warned. « ? Series Blogs # » Driven by Pitas.com
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[Ryousuke: YOU!] *cough* Yeah...me... Shit, I spent so much time worrying about getting in that I forgot to think of what to say once I did! I er...that is...Ryousuke, I'm *winces at having to apologize, because he hates apologizing* sorry. I swear, I didn't mean to. I fell asleep...at my desk...at work. *cringes at the pissed off look on his cornmuffin's face, and decides to try a different tactic* I brought you a present! *produces nicely wrapped box* It was supposed to be your Christmas present..but, well...you know. I was working a second job, at night, so I could get it for you. I guess...I guess that didn't work out so well, eh? But well, I know it's not Christmas any more, but I still want you to have it. That is...if you'll accept it. *tries to avoid bleeding on the box as he offers it to Ryou with a sheepish smile*
Okay... *holds on to headboard* here goes...
*** belated christmas flashback... ***
*had dozed off and wakes up to takeshi looking cutely helpless (and looking sleepily annoyed at looking helpless) in the bedcovers*
*wakes up*
hmmm... *blinks*
/sigh/
Christmas has come and gone, and here we are well into beginning a New Year.
I still haven't gotten together with Mako-chan.
Maybe a belated Christmas gift would be a good idea?
But I was saving for new tires ... What am I saying! Mako-chan is worth more than tires! A lonely driver no more!
I WILL GET LAID THIS YEAR!
*Ryousuke shifted the phone from one ear to another as he tackled another frantic 'emergency' call from a patient*
Ms. Komuro, next time, please try to remember that that part of your boyfriend's body is very sensitive, since it gets a lot of bloodflow. He also really needs that part of his body, so please try not to kick it just because he smelled 'like a cheap prostitute's perfume' when he's late for a date. Yesyes, I know. It's hard, but it's not that hard. Please do remember that this is borderline domestic violence, Ms. Komuro. In general it's also not nice to kick people in the shins when you're wearing spike heels.
*click*
*glances at the new clipboard handed to him*
Great, now I get some lunatic who just slashed his arm with a cake knife. Are they sure he needs a doctor and not a shrink right away?
*reaches the patient*
You.......
*rings the doorbell and waits nervously*
Oh come on, please be home, please be home...
*door opens to reveal Tsugumi*
*blinku* Oh, Tsugumi! Is Ryousuke here?
Tsugumi: *shakes head*
Oh yeah, that's right! He's at the clinic today! I'm such an idiot, how could I forget?
*shakes head* Sorry to bother you. Thanks, yeah, bye! *sprints back to car*
********
But come ON! I HAVE to see Dr. Takahashi! *glares at nurse*
Nurse: I'm sorry, sir, but the doctor is very busy today. He barely has time to see his patients, let alone entertain frivolous visitors.
*snarl* I am NOT a frivolous visitor!
Nurse: *raises an eyebrow* Really? Are you a patient, then?
*thinks quickly* Of course I am! And I demand to see the doctor right away! It's a matter of life and death!
Nurse: *snort* Funny, you don't look like you're dying to me. What's wrong with you?
Er...uh...that is...
Nurse: Just as I thought. There's nothing wrong with you, so I suggest you leave before I have you removed!
But...*looks around wildly, and notices a knife on the counter that was obviously used to cut Christmas cake for the clinic party*
*grabs the knife and makes a big gash in his arm* O_O Ow, SonofaBITCH!!!
Nurse: O_O Are you crazy???
YES! *bleeds insolently at the nurse* And I demand to see the doctor!
Nurse: Fine, fine, you can see the doctor, alright? Just put the knife down!
*nods, puts the knife down, and is subsequently led by the anxious nurse into an exam room to wait*
*somberly singing*
Rast Chlistmas....
Hmm, this is what I get for caring so much. It's even more annoying that the nurses talk about me like I'm not right next to the nurses' station saying how I'm back to being an Iceman.
Grrrrr. A jilted Ryousuke is not a happy Ryousuke...
*wakes up to the bright morning sun and grins langorously*
Mmmm, can't remember the last time I slept so well.
*rolls over to throw his arm over his cornmuffin, and promptly falls out of his chair*
OOF! >_< What the hell?
*looks around in growing horror*
Oh my god, I fell asleep at work! NOOOOOOOO!!!!!
*runs around the office in panic*
Oh man, I was just gonna rest my eyes for a second! *wail* Cornmuffin's gonna kill me! And not to mention, if any of my coworkers saw me...*angst*
*groans at the pile of missed calls on his cel, all from Ryou*
I gotta do something. *thinkthinkthink* Ow, my head! *thinkthinkthink*
AHA! *cleans up his desk and heads for the flower shop*
*heads back to the bedroom, trying very hard not to make any sudden movements due to his aching head*
"Oi, Wataru."
"Hmm?"
"We should find your sister a boyfriend."
"A boyfriend? She's too young."
"She's 18."
"So?"
"Wataru."
"What?"
"She's not a baby anymore."
"Yeah she is."
"No she's not."
"Well, okay, so she's not. That doesn't mean that I'm going to help her grow up any faster, Seiji."
"You're a trip."
"Shut up."
"Make me."
"Is that a challenge?"
"What, you need me to spell it out for you?"
"Heh."
"So? What are you wai--mph mrg mrmph..."
*still asleep, rolls over and buries self in blankets and pillows*
*wakes up and cringes*
*is in a store returning a purple striped shirt that an aunt bought him*
*lets herself out of Seiji's apartment, blushing* *walks into a shop and runs straight into the cute boy from the other day* *_*
*wakes up in takeshi's bed, wearing his new pj's and feeling very warm and fuzzy...*
//takeshi seemed to like that expensive watch i got him, and those fuzzy black bunny slippers too even though he wouldn't admit it... but he looks so cute in fuzzy black stuff :D ...these pj's are so cuute~~ ...and warm o.o *^_^*//
[Note and Warning - Note: *coughs* I got hase's permission to blog Kai since she said she was feeling rather brain-dead. I did. Now for the Warning: I may have gone a bit over-board. So. The next part is a bit... *looks around and sweatdrops* risque, so if y'don't wanna read it, don't. If y'do, just highlight the next bit of sex--er, section, and enjoy. ^^;; ~cys]
Surrounded by warmth, Kai snuggled closer into his pillow, hugging the soft mass. Feather light touches along his spine made him moan and writhe on the flannel covers he was lying on. He shivered at the hot kisses being placed on his shoulders, back, and waist.
A searing tongue burned a trail down the small of his back and lower...lower... Kai awoke with a gasp, eyes wide and unfocused.
"Ohhh...." he moaned from deep in his chest. He pushed up against the insistent tongue that was rapidly making him lose whatever small piece of his mind leftover from waking. Firm pressure along the backs of his thighs and under his knees made Kai's muscles tense and relax, tense and relax, sending his pulse spiraling higher and higher.
Breath coming in ragged gasps, Kai pressed his forehead into the pillow and grabbed onto the soft sheets, his body begging for more. He felt hot breath along his neck and cheek before a heavy weight settled on his back. Kai turned his head and felt firm, insistent lips claim his own in a kiss hot enough to make his toes curl.
Another long, heartfelt moan was swallowed by the demanding kiss and he pushed back, reveling in the feelings of heat, friction, and intense pleasure. For long moments, he could think on nothing but the sensations rocking his mind and assaulting his body, until he froze, shivering and gasping. Moments later, he felt the body above him shudder, pushing into him several more times before collapsing bonelessly on top of him.
It was several minutes before Kai could open his eyes.
"Morning," Kyoichi answered with a lazy smile fo his own before rolling off of him. Kai moved just enough to throw an arm and leg over the LanEvo driver's body and cuddled, having exhausted all his remaining energy.
"Nice," he murmured before yawning and falling back asleep.
I wonder what Takeshi-san's doing right now?
Kyoichi traced a light finger down Kai's cheek as he lay dozing. So far, this date had gone a lot better than their previous one.
Kyoichi had cooked them a simple dinner of corkscrew pasta topped with sauteed portabella mushrooms. He'd even opened a nice cabernet for the meal, making sure to keep an eye on the amount of alcohol Kai consumed. He'd wanted to be sure that the young man wasn't getting sloshed out of his mind.
After their dessert of homemade blueberry pie a la mode, they'd sat in front of the TV and watched Jet Li in Fists of Fury. Though 'watched' was too strong a word. Half an hour into the film, they had both been distracted into pursuing other, far more pleasurable, activities.
Kyoichi settled Kai more comfortably in his arms. He spread his hand along the small of the younger man's back, stroking the soft, newly-marked skin. Kai sighed and arched into the touch, nuzzling his cheek against Kyoichi's chest.
Smiling, Kyoichi moved his hand lower and settled his hand along the curve of the younger man's thigh and buried his nose in Kai's hair, breathing in the scent of the shampoo mixed with the musk of their recent exertions. Kyoichi could think of worse ways to fall asleep.
Damn, she's wearing pants this year.
[ So wait... what do I see in this guy again? ]
*watches Kenta pause to think, and thinks as well...*
"Tsugumi-san, would you like a ride home? The snow might get worse and I think Keisuke-san would worry if he hears you were out walking in the snow by yourself."
That's very nice of you, Kenta. It would be interesting to ride in something that doesn't have a Wankel under the hood. ^_^
*engages in some simple car-related small-talk with Kenta on the ride home, having learned more than a few things about cars with all the time she has spent with Ryousuke...probably more than Keisuke*
Oh, by the way, the house is over---oh yeah, you've been here before because of RedSuns business. Thank you again, and be safe while driving. I'll be sure to put in a good word about you to Kei-ani! Merry Chlistmas!
*goes into the house after seeing him off with a wave*
[ Oh yeah...he definitely has it bad for Kei-ani....freak. ]
*sends a text-message to her on-vacation investigator via i-mode on her cel phone: "Your surveillance job on Olange is now over. Merry Chlistmas, the check will be in the mail after the holidays."*
*places his gift for his Keichuke under the small Xmas tree in the corner of the living room in his apaato*
Waaaah~ it's almost Christmas and I've nothing to do~~ T____T Kazumi isn't here and neither are Iketani and Kenji-sempai, so no karaoke... I know! ^3^ I'll go and visit Takumi!
Takumi~! TakuMI! Open the door- Aah, hey! What's this? Hey cool, a Christmas party! And, oh, Mogi's here too... T___T Waaah I wish Kazumi-chan were here!
*feels a snowflake fall on his nose as well, then holds up a hand to actually see some snowflakes before they melt*
Snow, indeed...
*thinks for a few seconds* [Heeeeeey... I can score brownie points with Keisuke-san if I give Tsugumi-san a ride home during the snow! I'm so smart!]
Tsugumi-san, would you like a ride home? The snow might get worse and I think Keisuke-san would worry if he hears you were out walking in the snow by yourself.
*is walking home from buying groceries for the romantic dinner she is going to make Seiji and Wataru, sees a very cute guy on a motorcycle, sighs*
Kenta! I should be asking you that same question. They actually let me out without one of those two watching over me since they were both busy and I really wanted to pick up some Christmas cake, since there's nothing else better to do at home.
*feels a snowflake fall on her nose*
Hmm, it's starting to snow... it really must be Christmas then, isn't it?
*clutches a fair amount of gifts and parcels in her hands and heads for the Fujiwara Tofu Shop*
*sees the familiar face walk up to the car*
Anou... Tsugumi-san?
*looks around and sees no RX-7s*
What are you doing out by yourself?
*walks out of a store, clutching a very cutely-decorated Christmas Cake, very happy that she was allowed to go out by herself today*
Christmas is great! As long as I try not to think of all the crazy couples in love hotels..... bleah...
Hmm, that orange car up the street looks familiar.
Buttercream-colored suit with matching black crocodile leather jacket from Versace: (some high amount on credit card)
Leather Italian loafers that match with previously mentioned suit: (some other high amount on credit card)
Bottle of excellent champagne, chilling in a bucket with ice: (another high amount, you know the drill)
Traditional inn with super-comfy futons and *gasp* sound-proof walls: (very rare, thus another high amount, especially for a Christmas Eve reservation)
Getting your CranberryMuffin out of whatever odd job he has during Christmas Eve, hoping he'd get out of it early: A pipe dream.
*sighs* I shouldn't be lonely...... CranberryMuffin~~~ *calls Shingo's cel phone again*
Hmm, it's Christmas. Well, no chance of me celebrating it with Ryousuke since *crushes Pepsi can in hand >T* he's probably celebrating it with that stupid rat fink from the Night Kids.
*feels another snowflake fall onto her nose*
Hm. My nose already feels numb now anyway, so I guess another snowflake on my nose wouldn't make a difference.
*continues walking home, a box of Christmas cake in one hand, a bottle of sake in a plastic bag in the other*
If anyone makes another crack about me approaching the Christmas Cake syndrome... they're going to get a taste of my spike heels.
Mako did one last check on her telephoto-enhanced nightvision/infrared camera aimed at Takahashi Ryousuke's room. Unless the amorous affairs wandered outdoors where snow was falling, she wouldn't miss a thing. Rather, her cameras wouldn't miss a thing.
From her end of the camera in her own room at an inn across from where Takahashi Ryousuke was staying, Mako crawled into her futon, Discman with mind-numbing eurobeat in hand. This would be a long, lonely night, and it would be better not to think.
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