Happy Birthday Yoshiki....
So he was a day late...hell...he had been late to his own funeral, although that wasn't really his fault, traffic and all had caused the car with his body to be late getting to the burial ground.
But still he had to do something, ne? Kami had said something about duties and checking up on Mizer, that he had been neglecting such things...so the pink haired guitarist had it in his head to go and visit the one person he'd missed the day before.
He wasn't hard to find, he never really was, he was working. Always working. He watched quietly as Yoshiki scribbled talked on the phone and yelled at people across his office. Ironically...all at the same time.
おたんじょうび おめでとう Yoshiki....
But still he had to do something, ne? Kami had said something about duties and checking up on Mizer, that he had been neglecting such things...so the pink haired guitarist had it in his head to go and visit the one person he'd missed the day before.
He wasn't hard to find, he never really was, he was working. Always working. He watched quietly as Yoshiki scribbled talked on the phone and yelled at people across his office. Ironically...all at the same time.
おたんじょうび おめでとう Yoshiki....