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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 12, 2006 18:01:19 GMT -5
Tsing walked away, and waited in line for only a moment before purchasing a ticket. He felt like practicing, suddenly. Besides...they'd feed him there, and Du Fei would be there. He needed someone to knock some sense into his head, and who better to do that than the big bulk?
As he waited for the train on the platform, still ignoring the guy...wherever he was anyway...he noticed a few girls giggling. They looked like college girls....He smirked to himself. Hey...they were kinda cute... He gave them a charming smile and waved to them, which caused them to squeal in delight.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 12, 2006 18:23:11 GMT -5
Hanyo heard the giggling and turned, noticing that Tsing had moved to get into a line. He was smiling and flirting with a group of.....girls. Hanyo scowled and bit his lip. If the boy was just going to ignore him and flirt with anything wearing a skirt why had he even asked him to come. It made practically no sense and he had no idea what he was doing anyways, standing here in a station full of humans who were gauking at his bare feet and rugged appearance. Did he really look that strange. "Forget this," he looked at Tsing, the girls, back to Tsing, then to the enterance, wondering if he could slip away quietly.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 12, 2006 18:31:03 GMT -5
The truth was, Tsing Lu was trying his hardest to ignore the strange man. He wan't even sure why he asked him along. Wait..he didn't really ask him. He simply extended an open ended offer, that the man chose to take. Exactly. Thus, it wasn't required that he pay him any attention, what-so-ever, although he did get a kick out of watching the man fidget.
Maybe he could get into another little scuffle with him? Yeah, that'd be fun. Put him in his place again. He hated people that he could dominate easily...even the women he dated...they had to be able to at least have a little tumble with him and at least give him a hard time about pinning them. The point was, he really didn't like people who he could shove their faces in the dirt...
One of the girls walked up to him, "Um...hi..." she giggled, cheeks dusting pink.
"Hi." he replied smoothly.
"Um...my friends and I...we were just...thinking that...you...you're really cute." He looked at her feet.
He gave her a smile. "Thank you. You're cute too." He peeked over at the man from the corner of his eye.
She giggled. "Um...my friends...they dared me to get a kiss from you..."
He shrugged. "Alright. It'd be a pleasure." He smirked and kissed her fully on the lips.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 12, 2006 18:37:05 GMT -5
That was it, the last straw. Hanyo couldn't stand watching the boy any longer. He seemed to be having fun, and he had caught Tsing looking at him, peeking to make sure he was paying attention. He hadn't worked all his life so a stupid little human could walk all over him, no matter how happy he wanted to make the git.
Siddling up, he gave Tsing an evil look before slipping and arm around him, grinning fully at the girl. "Honey, you shouldn't tease the nice girls," he grinned maniacally, eyes shining with humor, tightening his hold. Maybe Tsing would lash out again, give him a good excuse to walk out of there, and maybe he was enjoying this just too much. This game that they were continuously engaging in, it was quite entertaining.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 12, 2006 18:43:32 GMT -5
(  Even I didn't see that one comming ) Tsing was shocked stiff. 'What. The.....!?!?!?' he thought. The girl's eyes went wide. "You're... like that??" she asked, gapeing. "Wha---whu--eh?  " he shook his head and scrambled to get out of the man's grasp, only to fail. But that didn't mean he didn't try. Honest! "NO! I'm not! Leggo of me you fuckin' freak!" he hollared. "Leggo!!!!" "eh..heh..." she laughed nervously. "Um...sorry...about that...um....have fun..." she bowed a bit and hurried off to her friends he gawked. In fact, over half the station was staring at them, murmuring amungst themselves. Tsing's face turned beet red. Oh god....his Managaer was definately not going to like this one bit.... 'Great!' he thought, after a quick flash. 'They're taking pictures!!!' "Let go of me!!" he hissed at him in Japanese. |
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 12, 2006 18:54:08 GMT -5
(I enjoy throwing nice little curves like that ^___~)
Hanyo didn't quite catch the word but tightened his grip once before letting go. "Don't screw with me and I won't screw with you," he whispered in Tsings ear before turning and scratching at his ear, looking up at the train station screen. He was wearing the biggest grin he could have been, it seemed to light up his face. He didn't know what the flashes were but if he did, he would've found himself breaking those cameras. He hadn't wanted to cause trouble with anything, just render the human speechless, ruffle his feathers a bit. In all actuality he hated the way everyone was staring, he'd never particularly liked the spotlight being placed on him, especially when he was out of his element here.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 12, 2006 18:57:43 GMT -5
"Goddammit!!!" he shouted, struggling again. "I'm not screwin' with you on anything!!!!"
Gasps erupted from the crowd, the cameras began flashing even more, and the murmurs became nothing short of a rolling hum of gossip.
"Dammit...." he muttered. He shut his eyes, and did the only thing he could think of. He stomped on his foot.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 12, 2006 19:05:13 GMT -5
Hanyo yelped, jumping a foot in the air. He'd taken enough, had enough bruises on his human form to last him awhile, all from this kid. Growling he picked him up, one arm secured around his waist, effectively keeping his feet off the ground, suspending him so he couldn't attempt to stomp his poor foot again. "What is your problem?! First you wanted me dead, then you were going to call the police about me being in your bed," Another gasp that he ignored, "then you asked me, no directly, to follow you here. Make up your mind. I have two days here and i'm not gonna spend it catering to your every little mindless whim. Stay or go, do you really care? If not i'm out, don't even come looking for me." He gave the gossiping people a deadly glare that had them moving on, going back to their business even though they were still talking a mile a minute about the incident.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 12, 2006 19:09:13 GMT -5
He kept struggling, but finally gave up. He was ruined. Those pictures would make it to the media, and his career would be over before it even started. What if his friends saw?? He'd be embarrassed beyond reason. He'd never be able to show his face in school again. He'd never be able to sing again..the studio would shun him....and his parents. Oh god...if they saw....He went limp and moped. Oh God...his mother would have a heart attack...and his father would be so angry...
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 12, 2006 19:26:13 GMT -5
Hanyo felt the boy go limp in his arms and set him down, turning him. "Tsing?" he asked, worry creasing his brow, "What's wrong? I didn't hurt you did I? I'm sorry, sometimes I don't know my own strength." He felt worry slice through his abdomen and glanced around, something was still flashing, he couldn't quite make out what it was but it was leaving little dots in his eyes.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 12, 2006 19:29:26 GMT -5
He shoved him away. "Get the hell away from me!!!" he screamed. "Don't ever touch me again!!! Do you have any idea what you've just done!?!?!? Do you!?!? You've just ruined my life, you fucking ass!!!" He turned on his heel and made his way through the crowd as quickly as possible, weaving his way to the train. He got on and found a seat near the back of the car. He slouched down and covered his ears. Everyone kept looking at him, and talking about him. Dammit!
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 12, 2006 19:34:56 GMT -5
Hanyo watched him go, he didn't even have the strength to go after him. Somehow he knew he wouldn't be able to anyways, no ticket. Did he really just ruin everything? He hadn't wanted to do that. Looking dejectedly at his feet he shoved his hands into his pocket again, feeling the money. Maybe.....maybe he could buy the boy something, try to make him feel better, though he didn't know what. He turned only to be plied with questions by a group of people. Shocked and half afraid of the microphones being pushed into his face he stumbled backwards, hands up, trying to fend off the reporters.
Turning, hyperventalating, he slipped through the crowd, walking fast until he saw an exit. He burst outside, breathing hard, leaning back against the brick building. The last time he'd had a panic attack it had been after the incident with Xalite. He didn't need those memories...not again.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 12, 2006 19:46:37 GMT -5
Tsing trudged slowly into the studio. "Yakei??" asked the woman behind the desk.
He looked up. "Yeah?"
"Mr. Jia is waiting to see you in his office."
"Great..." he sighed. Slowly, hands clenched in his pockets, he made his way to his Producer's office. He knocked on the door once before walking inside. "You wanted to see me?" 'Please...don't let it have gotten out in the 30 minute train ride...' he begged whatever god was supposedly listening.
"Yakei Tsing Lu. Sit."
He sat in the large leather chair in front of the desk, slouching as normal.
"Sit up straight, boy. Hands out of your pockets. Jia scolded.
With a sigh he did as told. "What do you want?"
He held up a photo.
He slapped his hand over his eyes. "Oh God....how could they have gotten it out that fast...?"
"They didn't."
He looked at him. "Really?"
"Not until tomorrow. In the passed half hour, over twenty magazines and news papers have called our press room about this matter." He leaned on the desk. "Luckily, we've been able to pass it off as two teenage boys playing a prank. Your age pulls it off well."
He breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you sir...."
"But not all of them believed us."
He froze.
"Tsing Lu, is there something you're not telling us? If you're hiding anything---"
"I'm not!" he cut him off, standing. "Why the hell would I?! That ass was a stalker!!!"
"That's not what I'm getting at."
"You think I'm..." he swallowed. "No. Fuck no!!"
The man grumbled and sat in his chair. "Things are going to be hard from here on out. Even though we've deflected most of these blows, amung others....they all add up. Rumors start."
"Rumors are just lies!"
"But they start with the truth." he snapped back, causing the boy to look away hautily. He began softly, "You've messed up too many times, Tsing."
"What??? Doesn't my contract protect me or something?!"
"Not from this. Remember, we tell you who you are, what you can do, who you can be with. You've broken all the rules in the book."
"I'm sorry...please...give me another chance." he begged.
"That's all you have left." he replied. "Now get out of my office, and don't you dare screw up again."
"Yes sir."
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 12, 2006 19:54:27 GMT -5
Hanyo had returned to the ship,for shoes, before walking to find some stores. He was now breezing through a map, and had successfully learned enough about the currency to make any purchases he needed. Although Sefora had given him the sharpest reprimanding he'd ever had, he ignored it. The first thing he did was get something to eat, a small cake like thing and bottle of water, before walking into a store. The store was small, lined with shelves holding strange looking square cases. He picked one up, glancing at the plastic wrapped cover. It had a person singing, placed in a particularly provacative position with wording scrawled across the front. "Alright....." He put it back and moved to go down the line of shelves, picking up another CD. This one had caught his attention with the boy on the front and after a gasp, he realized it was Tsing on the front. He brushed his fingers over it before going to the counter to pay. Was this what he had ruined? He hoped not. He went outside, sitting on a bench as he pulled the plastic off, flipping through the little book insert inside for anymore pictures.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 12, 2006 20:02:26 GMT -5
Du Fei ruffled his hair, and he swatted at him. "Knock it off, you bastard." he hissed.
"What's gotten into you? Bad day?" the guitarist asked, sitting in a chair on the other side of the room, opening his case.
"You chould say that..." he muttered.
"I heard," began the drummer, Hao. "Our little star had a bad run in with a crazed fan or something."
"More like a stalker."
"Oh? It's true???" bassist Kai piped up, looking at him with bright eyes. "I thought it was rumor."
"Rumors start with the truth!" Du Fei said.
"Here, here." the other two agreed.
"It was disgusting." He wrinkled his nose, brushing his hair out of his face. "The guy was freaky. Jia nearly fired me."
"Whaaaat??? That's uncalled for!"
"He has broken the agreements a few too many times..." Kai said.
"True." Hao shrugged.
"Knock it off, will ya?!" he huffed, throwing his empty pack of cigarettes at the two. "Now shut up and let's get started, alright?" He got up and went over to the mic.
The others took their possitions. "Should we play that one song you like to sing when you're in trouble?"
"Du Fei, another work and I'll fucking shove your dick down your goddamn throat."
"Okay, I guess we all know who didn't get laid last night..."
"Du Fei!!" the other three scolded.
"Alright, alright...geez...."
And with that they began to practice.
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Even I didn't see that one comming 
" he shook his head and scrambled to get out of the man's grasp, only to fail. But that didn't mean he didn't try. Honest! "NO! I'm not! Leggo of me you fuckin' freak!" he hollared. "Leggo!!!!"