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Yutarou was happy to have Hiruka's cell phone number, and he was smiling the whole way home, humming to himself while Jun watched with annoyance. Ryouta ignored his lover's disdain for the situation. After all, he rather liked Hiruka, and was aware of the fact that the man hadn't so much as touched Yutarou yet for any more than a handshake. XX
When he got home, Yuta stepped inside, still smiling, and instinctively turned toward Hana's shrine, which was sitting in the corner of the living room. His smile faltered for only a split second as he tossed his shoes off and walked over to her. "Hana, I think I really like him. I feel the same way around him that I felt around you, except its more... familiar, in a way, though I don't know why. I like him a lot. But I still miss you a lot too." XX
Of course, there was no answer, so Yuta clapped his hands twice and bowed to Hana before heading off to his bedroom and passing out, once again fully clothed. The next morning, he woke up at the usual seven AM, and surprisingly enough, he didn't feel at all tired. Because of the alcohol...or because I was having fun? Either way its a nice thing. XX
After he'd gotten his morning coffee and packed up all his things, Yutarou headed off toward the company building, this time walking there with his three neighbors in tow since he didn't have Yuki with him. Jun spent the entire walk demanding the details of the night before, and it was starting to become annoying. "You were sitting across the room, watching me the entire time! There aren't any details you didn't see in action." XXX
The next few hours were spent lazing about the studio: watching TV, chatting, messing with their instruments. Whenever they weren't within a month's proximity of a concert, the three musicians pretty much just sat around doing nothing. Being a musician wasn't a demanding job most of the time, at least in their case, since they didn't produce songs quite as often as other bands. It was something Yui was constantly trying to change. XXXX
Aya arrived after her day shift as a high school librarian let out, and she managed to convince the three to get to work tuning their instruments and brainstorming song ideas, Yui backing her up. Meanwhile, school was letting out, and Yuki was once again very much lost in another part of the city. It wasn't that she didn't know how to get to her dad's work - in fact, she had the entire address memorized - but she had gotten sidetracked by a stray cat and had wandered off into a shopping district far from where she was supposed to be. This time, however, she wasn't at all panicking, as she was quite content to walk down the street peeking in shop windows. XX
Yuki's curiosity wasn't fully maximized until she came across a salon, and in peeking in the window, her eyes grew wide in amazement at all the beautiful hairstyles being worked on inside. She stood there for a full minute, simply staring, until she saw a familiar head of bright blue hair. "Ruru-san!" Using all her strength to push open the heavy door, Yuki scrambled into the salon and grinned, about to call out for Hiruka when she noticed the line of people waiting in chairs. Not wanting to be rude by 'cutting in line', Yuki took a seat and waited patiently for her turn. XXX
When he got home, Yuta stepped inside, still smiling, and instinctively turned toward Hana's shrine, which was sitting in the corner of the living room. His smile faltered for only a split second as he tossed his shoes off and walked over to her. "Hana, I think I really like him. I feel the same way around him that I felt around you, except its more... familiar, in a way, though I don't know why. I like him a lot. But I still miss you a lot too." XX
Of course, there was no answer, so Yuta clapped his hands twice and bowed to Hana before heading off to his bedroom and passing out, once again fully clothed. The next morning, he woke up at the usual seven AM, and surprisingly enough, he didn't feel at all tired. Because of the alcohol...or because I was having fun? Either way its a nice thing. XX
After he'd gotten his morning coffee and packed up all his things, Yutarou headed off toward the company building, this time walking there with his three neighbors in tow since he didn't have Yuki with him. Jun spent the entire walk demanding the details of the night before, and it was starting to become annoying. "You were sitting across the room, watching me the entire time! There aren't any details you didn't see in action." XXX
The next few hours were spent lazing about the studio: watching TV, chatting, messing with their instruments. Whenever they weren't within a month's proximity of a concert, the three musicians pretty much just sat around doing nothing. Being a musician wasn't a demanding job most of the time, at least in their case, since they didn't produce songs quite as often as other bands. It was something Yui was constantly trying to change. XXXX
Aya arrived after her day shift as a high school librarian let out, and she managed to convince the three to get to work tuning their instruments and brainstorming song ideas, Yui backing her up. Meanwhile, school was letting out, and Yuki was once again very much lost in another part of the city. It wasn't that she didn't know how to get to her dad's work - in fact, she had the entire address memorized - but she had gotten sidetracked by a stray cat and had wandered off into a shopping district far from where she was supposed to be. This time, however, she wasn't at all panicking, as she was quite content to walk down the street peeking in shop windows. XX
Yuki's curiosity wasn't fully maximized until she came across a salon, and in peeking in the window, her eyes grew wide in amazement at all the beautiful hairstyles being worked on inside. She stood there for a full minute, simply staring, until she saw a familiar head of bright blue hair. "Ruru-san!" Using all her strength to push open the heavy door, Yuki scrambled into the salon and grinned, about to call out for Hiruka when she noticed the line of people waiting in chairs. Not wanting to be rude by 'cutting in line', Yuki took a seat and waited patiently for her turn. XXX
Homme Fatale? Sounds like fun! And I'll try not to get too into my NPCs - except for Yuki, simply because she's a really important character and is probably going to be my excuse for finding ways to get Hiruka and Yutarou together. I love Yuki so much I made her her own specific storyline.