Pride (8/10)
Title: Pride
Author: Moko
Pairing: Ohmiya, Sakumoto, Yama, Matsumiya
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, drama
Disclaimer: They're not mine...
Summary: When Ohno Satoshi got a new job, he knew he would have to face his past again, but what he didn't expect was to be helped by the most unexpected person...
Previous chapters
Chapter 8:
“Did you really love Sho ?”
Ohno puts his hand on his mouth while eating to hide it. “Yes.”
I raise an eyebrow. He looks up and swallows what was in his mouth before saying:
“Is it surprising ?”
“Kind of…”
He makes a lost face… He obviously doesn’t know why I would think that, but I noticed that maybe we actually don’t know the same sides of Sho, after all. The Sho I know would never hide from me that he has a boyfriend, especially if they’re living together. The Sho Ohno knows is naturally protective and would do it if he had to.
“I wouldn’t have that kind of relationship with someone I don’t love… Especially when it includes four years of living together !”
“Four years… !”
That much… I never really thought about it, but yeah… They’ve been together quite a long time. And they were probably planning on spending their life together if only… Well…
“Right…”
He doesn’t seem to understand why I’m so surprised and makes a cute face to show it.
Since Sho told me about what happened between them, it somehow made my feelings clear. I don’t pity Ohno for what happened to him, and he doesn’t want me to, I guess. But this fear of violence gives him a fragile side that I want to see. That’s what attracted me in the first place but now… Now I just want him. All of him. He knows it. But he’s almost as good as I am at playing this pride game of mine.
“Do you usually eat in that kind of restaurants ?” he asks, looking all around him.
We’re in a small Shabu shabu restaurant not so far from the building. We ordered quite a lot of food, since we were both starving.
“Not really…” I answer, putting a piece of meat into my mouth.
“That’s what I thought… Don’t you have your unsurprisingly expensive private restaurant on top of the building or something ?”
What the hell…? Who is he taking me for ?
“Of course not !” I answer, a bit too loud. “Who do you take me for ? A wealthy asshole ?”
Wait, isn’t that what I am ?
“Maybe…”
Fuck! He thinks so too ! After everything I did to him, after all, it’s probably normal…
“I go to the restaurant when I’m with clients, otherwise I buy food at the nearest conbini and eat in my office…”
“Oh…”
I shrug it off. It’s not really an interesting subject to talk about, is it ? There’s a short silence during which we both eat and drink. He has some sauce at the corner of his lips and when I gesture for him to wipe it off, he blushes embarrassedly. That’s fucking cute…
“Why do you always have to scare people away from you ?” he suddenly asks then.
I stare at him for a moment, a bit taken aback. Does he really want to have that kind of discussion with me ? I mean… We all have our own traumas…
“I guess that’s my father’s fault” I say on a light tone, trying not to sound too serious.
“What did he do ?”
I make a tensed smile, then look down at what’s left of food in front of me. “Just being my father…”
He doesn’t ask anything more, probably taking my answer for ‘I don’t want to talk about it’, which is kind of it.
“What ? You don’t like it when I play the cruel boss ?” I ask.
Unexpectedly, he shrugs. Right, I forgot he doesn’t care much since I don’t impress him.
“You didn’t like it this morning ?”
“Does it have something to do with it ?”
“It does. Did you see how scared those stupid people were, watching you and me ? It’s exciting…”
He sets his chopsticks on the table and look straight into my eyes, as if to lecture me, making me frown at his sudden serious attitude.
“They’re not stupid, they’re humans, you know ? Just like you and me…”
“Stupid humans…”
“We all are…”
“I know that !”
Silence… Ohno wants to teach me about life? Seriously? I mean… What? Though I absolutely don’t feel like snapping something back at him, and he looks too concentrated on his food to even care.
“You know Sho told me about what happened?”
I see a quick grimace on his face but I don’t really know what it means. It disappears in a second, though. He tries to look as calm as possible, but his eyes are avoiding mine.
“Did he?”
“Yes” I say with an hesitant voice. I’m not really sure I should talk to him about it. “I won’t say! Just so that you know.”
He nods.
We don’t talk about it anymore. I don’t know what we could possibly say, anyway. That he’s a poor little guy who got beaten up by his unfaithful boyfriend, it would make him feel far from better.
When we’re in the elevator, on our way back to the office, Ohchan is watching his swatch with a frown.
“Are you late?”
“We have other shootings to get done for today…”
Shootings again? How many are there? Did I ask for so many shootings?
“What for?”
He smiles. Somehow, the fact that I don’t even know what he’s working so hard for makes him smile.
“For the advertising…”
“Ah, right…”
The doors of the elevator open and we walk out of it, then past the lobby secretary to the empty corridors. It’s 2pm already, everyone went back to work.
“I have to go…” Ohno says with an embarrassed tone, stopping where we’re supposed to part as if we just came back from a date.
I nod. “I know you do.”
He makes a quick pout, as if he was expecting something more. And I really want to do something more… So… Let’s?
He makes a step farther away and I grab his wrist.
“Wait…”
He turns round toward me with raised eyebrows and I gently push him against the wall. He smirks, without putting up any kind of resistance. My hands are on each side of him to prevent him from running away.
“You like that,” he says with this cute smirk of his.
Oh yeah I do.
I love having him like that, under my control, knowing that a simple gesture could make him freak out or smile. That’s probably the best sensation I ever felt in my whole life. Control. The real one.
He brings his face closer to mine until I can feel his breath on my face. It’s my turn to smirk this time, then open my lips. I want him to ask for it, that’s what I want, it makes me feel powerful, somehow. But Ohno knows that.
A few seconds later, he backs away, making me frown. I follow him, our faces staying as close to each other as it was. He parts his lips, letting out a light gasp. One of his hands grabs my shoulder. Come on!
“Isn’t it a stupid game of pride you’re playing with yourself?” Ohno asks suddenly, and I can almost feel his breath into my mouth.
“Maybe it is,” I answer, looking straight into his eyes. “But I can stay like this for hours, and you have work to g-”
He kisses me. Finally! Clenching at my shoulder, our lips moving against one another. It resembles the hungry kiss we shared before, but I wouldn’t mind doing it a thousands more times. His mouth has a slight taste of the meet sauce we just ate, but it’s not bad, and I guess mine does too.
I want to do more. A lot more than just kissing. It’s so hard to hold myself back, but Ohno would probably freak out… I suppose… I want to try something…
I let my hand fall to my side, our lips still feverishly stuck together. I slip my hand under his shirt, slowly at first, then up his back, against his bare skin, just this feels wonderful. He shivers at the touch, moving his face away from mine. I catch sight of a worried expression in his eyes when he breaks the kiss.
“No. Stop that…” he mumbles hesitantly.
I take my hand off with a smile. I don’t want him to think I would force him, even though I would have if it was someone else.
“Okay, I’m sorry…”
What am I saying?
“I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do…”
What am I saying?!
I’m not that gentle kind of person, and somehow, it makes me scared to realize how I became… Because of him. Or maybe just for him. What the hell?
I suddenly back away from Ohno. He let out a little relieved sigh, probably unaware of what’s going on inside of my head. Though I can’t help but feeling guilty after seeing this face he did.
He’s apparently too embarrassed to say anything before leaving, and I just stay here, frozen.
My feelings are such a mess it’s really hard to figure it out. I don’t know what it is, but it’s starting to take the upper part and getting overwhelming. I mean, do I love him? Do I want him? Do I feel… Attracted? Addicted? Lustful? I don’t want to show him the bad sides of myself, the ones I used to show everyone before this. I don’t want him to know me as the pain-in-the-ass boss he has to deal with at work, no. He went through something that made him… Broken? I’d like… I don’t know.
I’d like to heal him, somehow…
“What’s going on?”
Jun is here, in one of the designer studios, spacing out on his chair. Isn’t he supposed to be at the shooting?
He looks up at me with a dazed look, then vaguely smiles.
“Hum… Nothing.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be working?” I say, crossing my arms on my chest.
He doesn’t seem fine. He doesn’t have this sparkling aura usually radiating from him. He just looks listless and maybe kind of mushy.
“I had a break, so I came here…”
I step closer to him. What the hell, Jun! What’s going on?!
“Are you okay?”
The chair is slightly spinning, but he doesn’t do anything to stop it, making him gradually turn his back on me. I grab the back of it to make it stop.
“Jun!”
He closes his eyes, like exasperated. “I’m fine!”
“Are you kidding me? You’re not fine!”
He finally looks at me and this time he has it, the angry and chilling aura. It doesn’t work on me, though.
“I’m telling you I’m fine! I’ve been working non-stop for three days straight, can’t I even rest calmly when I have a break?!”
I just gap at him. Okay, Jun, you’re not fine. Am I really making him work that much? I don’t think it’s because of work. I’m sure it’s not. When Jun considers he has too much work to get done, he usually pays me a visit in my office and we talk it out.
“Is it because of Sho? What did he tell you, by the way?” I ask, seriously worried about the whole problem.
“It’s not…” He darts his eyes away. “It’s not Sho! Why would it be Sho! I’m tired, that’s all!”
It’s definitely Sho. What did this moron do again? Didn’t they talk? Didn’t they sort it out a few days ago already?! I thought it was all okay!
That dumb guy is digging his own grave.
I will have to talk about that with him tomorrow!
Next morning is the first one in weeks during which I have nothing much to do and it allows me to take a break and breathe calmly, with my Nintendo DS in hands. Okay, I know, I’m supposed to be a wealthy bastard, but it doesn’t prevent me from being geeky. I’ve loved video games since I was born and I’m just addicted to it. I spend so much time playing, I don’t notice time flying by, and when I finally turn it off, it’s already eleven thirty. Meaning I’ve been playing non-stop for two hours and a half. I just shrug it off and stand up from my chair, stretching my limbs with a tired sound escaping from my mouth. I like this sensation. It feels like a burden is lifted from my shoulders, even though it’s only a feeling.
I get out of the office to go wander around and check on my employees’ work. I think we’re making quite a good work lately, and it also makes me realize something changed. I would never have thought that before, right? That gentle Ninomiya is starting to get intrusive.
Maybe I should check on the studios. They must still be shooting photos… It’ll go on like this for next week as well, from what I saw on the planning. Well… What is taking them so long?
I suddenly hear a loud sound coming from another corridor and dash toward it to see what’s going on. I catch sight of Ohno-kun getting out of Sho’s office in a hurry. At first, he leans on the wall for a second, as if he was out of breath, but he doesn’t wait much before walking away as fast as possible. I follow him. What the hell is happening here?
I don’t even look at the inside of Sho’s office when walking past the opened door. My attention is focused on Ohno. Is he okay?
He ends up running into his office, closing the door loudly. Wow… Wait… This is no good, because from what I know, Ohno isn’t the violent type.
I remain frozen in front of the door for about a minute, hesitating to enter. He went to talk to Sho? Sho did something? What? He did, didn’t he? If he hadn’t done anything, Ohno wouldn’t be running away like this. What th-…
I can’t hold back my anxiousness anymore, I have to know. I knock slightly and open the door without waiting for an answer. I doubt he would have given me any.
He’s there, looking through the wide window, his back turned toward me, his arms tightly wrapped around himself. From here, I can clearly see his body shaking uncontrollably. I close the door and walk closer to him slowly.
“Ohno…-san? What’s going on?”
He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t look at me. When I’m just beside him, close enough to see his face, he puts his hands on it to hide it. He must have been crying, because I can clearly see his chin trembling.
I grab his shoulder, trying to be comforting even though I’m really bad at these things.
“Hey… What happened?”
He shakes his head abruptly, then suddenly presses his body against mine, burying his face against my neck and shoulder, and I’m too surprised to get away. I actually don’t want to get away, he needs me right now.
“I want it to end!” he says with a hoarse voice I never heard from him before. “I want it to stop! I want to erase all these memories from my mind, for all of it to disappear…!”
He’s indeed crying. I can hear his sobs through his voice and I wrap my arms around his body a bit awkwardly. Even though we’re about the same height and all, right now he feels more like a trembling little bird against me and I just want to protect him. No matter what Sho did to him, now it’s enough!
“I can’t take it anymore!”
Fuck, Sho… I’m just going to beat you so hard you’ll remember this for the rest of your life…
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A/N: I'm sorry Ohchan's being such a girl in this, somehow I don't really like it but well...
That's probably because he's been through harsh things >.<
Anyway, I'm posting this in a hurry! My weekend will be sooo busy I hope I'll be able to answer your comments on monday >.<
I'm going to Perfume's concert tomorrow!!! They finally came to Paris!! Kuuh~
Author: Moko
Pairing: Ohmiya, Sakumoto, Yama, Matsumiya
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, drama
Disclaimer: They're not mine...
Summary: When Ohno Satoshi got a new job, he knew he would have to face his past again, but what he didn't expect was to be helped by the most unexpected person...
Previous chapters
Chapter 8:
“Did you really love Sho ?”
Ohno puts his hand on his mouth while eating to hide it. “Yes.”
I raise an eyebrow. He looks up and swallows what was in his mouth before saying:
“Is it surprising ?”
“Kind of…”
He makes a lost face… He obviously doesn’t know why I would think that, but I noticed that maybe we actually don’t know the same sides of Sho, after all. The Sho I know would never hide from me that he has a boyfriend, especially if they’re living together. The Sho Ohno knows is naturally protective and would do it if he had to.
“I wouldn’t have that kind of relationship with someone I don’t love… Especially when it includes four years of living together !”
“Four years… !”
That much… I never really thought about it, but yeah… They’ve been together quite a long time. And they were probably planning on spending their life together if only… Well…
“Right…”
He doesn’t seem to understand why I’m so surprised and makes a cute face to show it.
Since Sho told me about what happened between them, it somehow made my feelings clear. I don’t pity Ohno for what happened to him, and he doesn’t want me to, I guess. But this fear of violence gives him a fragile side that I want to see. That’s what attracted me in the first place but now… Now I just want him. All of him. He knows it. But he’s almost as good as I am at playing this pride game of mine.
“Do you usually eat in that kind of restaurants ?” he asks, looking all around him.
We’re in a small Shabu shabu restaurant not so far from the building. We ordered quite a lot of food, since we were both starving.
“Not really…” I answer, putting a piece of meat into my mouth.
“That’s what I thought… Don’t you have your unsurprisingly expensive private restaurant on top of the building or something ?”
What the hell…? Who is he taking me for ?
“Of course not !” I answer, a bit too loud. “Who do you take me for ? A wealthy asshole ?”
Wait, isn’t that what I am ?
“Maybe…”
Fuck! He thinks so too ! After everything I did to him, after all, it’s probably normal…
“I go to the restaurant when I’m with clients, otherwise I buy food at the nearest conbini and eat in my office…”
“Oh…”
I shrug it off. It’s not really an interesting subject to talk about, is it ? There’s a short silence during which we both eat and drink. He has some sauce at the corner of his lips and when I gesture for him to wipe it off, he blushes embarrassedly. That’s fucking cute…
“Why do you always have to scare people away from you ?” he suddenly asks then.
I stare at him for a moment, a bit taken aback. Does he really want to have that kind of discussion with me ? I mean… We all have our own traumas…
“I guess that’s my father’s fault” I say on a light tone, trying not to sound too serious.
“What did he do ?”
I make a tensed smile, then look down at what’s left of food in front of me. “Just being my father…”
He doesn’t ask anything more, probably taking my answer for ‘I don’t want to talk about it’, which is kind of it.
“What ? You don’t like it when I play the cruel boss ?” I ask.
Unexpectedly, he shrugs. Right, I forgot he doesn’t care much since I don’t impress him.
“You didn’t like it this morning ?”
“Does it have something to do with it ?”
“It does. Did you see how scared those stupid people were, watching you and me ? It’s exciting…”
He sets his chopsticks on the table and look straight into my eyes, as if to lecture me, making me frown at his sudden serious attitude.
“They’re not stupid, they’re humans, you know ? Just like you and me…”
“Stupid humans…”
“We all are…”
“I know that !”
Silence… Ohno wants to teach me about life? Seriously? I mean… What? Though I absolutely don’t feel like snapping something back at him, and he looks too concentrated on his food to even care.
“You know Sho told me about what happened?”
I see a quick grimace on his face but I don’t really know what it means. It disappears in a second, though. He tries to look as calm as possible, but his eyes are avoiding mine.
“Did he?”
“Yes” I say with an hesitant voice. I’m not really sure I should talk to him about it. “I won’t say! Just so that you know.”
He nods.
We don’t talk about it anymore. I don’t know what we could possibly say, anyway. That he’s a poor little guy who got beaten up by his unfaithful boyfriend, it would make him feel far from better.
When we’re in the elevator, on our way back to the office, Ohchan is watching his swatch with a frown.
“Are you late?”
“We have other shootings to get done for today…”
Shootings again? How many are there? Did I ask for so many shootings?
“What for?”
He smiles. Somehow, the fact that I don’t even know what he’s working so hard for makes him smile.
“For the advertising…”
“Ah, right…”
The doors of the elevator open and we walk out of it, then past the lobby secretary to the empty corridors. It’s 2pm already, everyone went back to work.
“I have to go…” Ohno says with an embarrassed tone, stopping where we’re supposed to part as if we just came back from a date.
I nod. “I know you do.”
He makes a quick pout, as if he was expecting something more. And I really want to do something more… So… Let’s?
He makes a step farther away and I grab his wrist.
“Wait…”
He turns round toward me with raised eyebrows and I gently push him against the wall. He smirks, without putting up any kind of resistance. My hands are on each side of him to prevent him from running away.
“You like that,” he says with this cute smirk of his.
Oh yeah I do.
I love having him like that, under my control, knowing that a simple gesture could make him freak out or smile. That’s probably the best sensation I ever felt in my whole life. Control. The real one.
He brings his face closer to mine until I can feel his breath on my face. It’s my turn to smirk this time, then open my lips. I want him to ask for it, that’s what I want, it makes me feel powerful, somehow. But Ohno knows that.
A few seconds later, he backs away, making me frown. I follow him, our faces staying as close to each other as it was. He parts his lips, letting out a light gasp. One of his hands grabs my shoulder. Come on!
“Isn’t it a stupid game of pride you’re playing with yourself?” Ohno asks suddenly, and I can almost feel his breath into my mouth.
“Maybe it is,” I answer, looking straight into his eyes. “But I can stay like this for hours, and you have work to g-”
He kisses me. Finally! Clenching at my shoulder, our lips moving against one another. It resembles the hungry kiss we shared before, but I wouldn’t mind doing it a thousands more times. His mouth has a slight taste of the meet sauce we just ate, but it’s not bad, and I guess mine does too.
I want to do more. A lot more than just kissing. It’s so hard to hold myself back, but Ohno would probably freak out… I suppose… I want to try something…
I let my hand fall to my side, our lips still feverishly stuck together. I slip my hand under his shirt, slowly at first, then up his back, against his bare skin, just this feels wonderful. He shivers at the touch, moving his face away from mine. I catch sight of a worried expression in his eyes when he breaks the kiss.
“No. Stop that…” he mumbles hesitantly.
I take my hand off with a smile. I don’t want him to think I would force him, even though I would have if it was someone else.
“Okay, I’m sorry…”
What am I saying?
“I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do…”
What am I saying?!
I’m not that gentle kind of person, and somehow, it makes me scared to realize how I became… Because of him. Or maybe just for him. What the hell?
I suddenly back away from Ohno. He let out a little relieved sigh, probably unaware of what’s going on inside of my head. Though I can’t help but feeling guilty after seeing this face he did.
He’s apparently too embarrassed to say anything before leaving, and I just stay here, frozen.
My feelings are such a mess it’s really hard to figure it out. I don’t know what it is, but it’s starting to take the upper part and getting overwhelming. I mean, do I love him? Do I want him? Do I feel… Attracted? Addicted? Lustful? I don’t want to show him the bad sides of myself, the ones I used to show everyone before this. I don’t want him to know me as the pain-in-the-ass boss he has to deal with at work, no. He went through something that made him… Broken? I’d like… I don’t know.
I’d like to heal him, somehow…
“What’s going on?”
Jun is here, in one of the designer studios, spacing out on his chair. Isn’t he supposed to be at the shooting?
He looks up at me with a dazed look, then vaguely smiles.
“Hum… Nothing.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be working?” I say, crossing my arms on my chest.
He doesn’t seem fine. He doesn’t have this sparkling aura usually radiating from him. He just looks listless and maybe kind of mushy.
“I had a break, so I came here…”
I step closer to him. What the hell, Jun! What’s going on?!
“Are you okay?”
The chair is slightly spinning, but he doesn’t do anything to stop it, making him gradually turn his back on me. I grab the back of it to make it stop.
“Jun!”
He closes his eyes, like exasperated. “I’m fine!”
“Are you kidding me? You’re not fine!”
He finally looks at me and this time he has it, the angry and chilling aura. It doesn’t work on me, though.
“I’m telling you I’m fine! I’ve been working non-stop for three days straight, can’t I even rest calmly when I have a break?!”
I just gap at him. Okay, Jun, you’re not fine. Am I really making him work that much? I don’t think it’s because of work. I’m sure it’s not. When Jun considers he has too much work to get done, he usually pays me a visit in my office and we talk it out.
“Is it because of Sho? What did he tell you, by the way?” I ask, seriously worried about the whole problem.
“It’s not…” He darts his eyes away. “It’s not Sho! Why would it be Sho! I’m tired, that’s all!”
It’s definitely Sho. What did this moron do again? Didn’t they talk? Didn’t they sort it out a few days ago already?! I thought it was all okay!
That dumb guy is digging his own grave.
I will have to talk about that with him tomorrow!
Next morning is the first one in weeks during which I have nothing much to do and it allows me to take a break and breathe calmly, with my Nintendo DS in hands. Okay, I know, I’m supposed to be a wealthy bastard, but it doesn’t prevent me from being geeky. I’ve loved video games since I was born and I’m just addicted to it. I spend so much time playing, I don’t notice time flying by, and when I finally turn it off, it’s already eleven thirty. Meaning I’ve been playing non-stop for two hours and a half. I just shrug it off and stand up from my chair, stretching my limbs with a tired sound escaping from my mouth. I like this sensation. It feels like a burden is lifted from my shoulders, even though it’s only a feeling.
I get out of the office to go wander around and check on my employees’ work. I think we’re making quite a good work lately, and it also makes me realize something changed. I would never have thought that before, right? That gentle Ninomiya is starting to get intrusive.
Maybe I should check on the studios. They must still be shooting photos… It’ll go on like this for next week as well, from what I saw on the planning. Well… What is taking them so long?
I suddenly hear a loud sound coming from another corridor and dash toward it to see what’s going on. I catch sight of Ohno-kun getting out of Sho’s office in a hurry. At first, he leans on the wall for a second, as if he was out of breath, but he doesn’t wait much before walking away as fast as possible. I follow him. What the hell is happening here?
I don’t even look at the inside of Sho’s office when walking past the opened door. My attention is focused on Ohno. Is he okay?
He ends up running into his office, closing the door loudly. Wow… Wait… This is no good, because from what I know, Ohno isn’t the violent type.
I remain frozen in front of the door for about a minute, hesitating to enter. He went to talk to Sho? Sho did something? What? He did, didn’t he? If he hadn’t done anything, Ohno wouldn’t be running away like this. What th-…
I can’t hold back my anxiousness anymore, I have to know. I knock slightly and open the door without waiting for an answer. I doubt he would have given me any.
He’s there, looking through the wide window, his back turned toward me, his arms tightly wrapped around himself. From here, I can clearly see his body shaking uncontrollably. I close the door and walk closer to him slowly.
“Ohno…-san? What’s going on?”
He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t look at me. When I’m just beside him, close enough to see his face, he puts his hands on it to hide it. He must have been crying, because I can clearly see his chin trembling.
I grab his shoulder, trying to be comforting even though I’m really bad at these things.
“Hey… What happened?”
He shakes his head abruptly, then suddenly presses his body against mine, burying his face against my neck and shoulder, and I’m too surprised to get away. I actually don’t want to get away, he needs me right now.
“I want it to end!” he says with a hoarse voice I never heard from him before. “I want it to stop! I want to erase all these memories from my mind, for all of it to disappear…!”
He’s indeed crying. I can hear his sobs through his voice and I wrap my arms around his body a bit awkwardly. Even though we’re about the same height and all, right now he feels more like a trembling little bird against me and I just want to protect him. No matter what Sho did to him, now it’s enough!
“I can’t take it anymore!”
Fuck, Sho… I’m just going to beat you so hard you’ll remember this for the rest of your life…
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A/N: I'm sorry Ohchan's being such a girl in this, somehow I don't really like it but well...
That's probably because he's been through harsh things >.<
Anyway, I'm posting this in a hurry! My weekend will be sooo busy I hope I'll be able to answer your comments on monday >.<
I'm going to Perfume's concert tomorrow!!! They finally came to Paris!! Kuuh~