"Hey, brother, write this down." RP (Yujiko x Kiyoye)

[Yujiko]

Name: Kouki Yuu Guo

Nickname: Yugo

Age: 24

Occupation: Journalist

Hair: Jet Black

Eyes: Brown

Lifestyle: Middle-Class

Personality:

This boy is wild, crazy wild, but serious about his work. He can't keep a girl to save his life, well, he is a player after all. Charming, witty, agile, and ultimately good looking- Kouki is one of the best unrealized journalist talent in Japan. He's cocky and not to bright- a quick thinker with an iron will.

Past:

Kouki doesn't remember much of his past.

As a child he was raise in foster homes where unspeakable things kept happening to him.

As he grew up he rebelled against authority, but remained loyal to education. He was apart of the party scene and learned to take tests when hungover even if the sun hurt. He never met his parents- nor did he want to.

He figured that if he wasn't good enough for his parents, then they weren't good enough for him.

Kouki prospered quickly after college until it was discovered that he was sleeping with his female boss at another station. He was then promptly fired, but the event was never let out to the public. Now he works as a event reporter for Japan Instant on Channel 9 and seems to be getting along just fine.

Seme/Uke: Seme

[Kiyoye]

Name: Yayoi Himawari

Nickname: Princess (Though none will say it to his face)

Age: 32

Occupation: Interior Designer

Hair: Jet black

Eyes: Brown

Lifestyle: Rich-Elitist

Personality:

Rather quiet, aloof, the man seems to be rather distant, cold, and unfeeling to the public eye. Rarely is he seen outside his work place and the very few parties his publicist drags him to he spends most of his time in a corner nursing a single glass of wine while men and women alike awkwardly try to keep a conversation with him. He's socially awkward, unable to say what he properly wants or feels so he spends much of his time simply silently starring at others.

Past:

Yayoi led a very luxurious childhood that left him wanting for nothing. His father was a smart and rich businessman who was the biggest tycoon in all of Japan. Scooping up businesses and selling them back for a profit, trading expensive and rare goods, and even having a hand in the marketing industry. He did it all never holding himself back and he taught Yayoi from the day he was born that he would do so too. His mother hated that his father worked too much, never had time for her, and it was with little surprise that she announced she was pregnant by another man and leaving to 8 year old Yayoi and his father. Yayoi hadn't had time to wonder what the little brother would have been like for his father, in a fit a rage began grooming the young male even harder for the elitist life. He was forced to shut off many of his emotions or at least hide them in case he angered his father and sent the man out on a rage. And life moved on. Now many years later Yayoi is an interior designer for Blase, a top design company that makes anything from furniture, landscapes, to clothing.

 

Seme/Uke: Uke

[Yujiko]

"Aye! Yugo! The boss wants to see you!" yelled a lively young man from the new's stations work floor. Sleepily, the dark haired man nicknamed Yugo began to slowly drag himself out of his small office. "Okay... Thanks Gii..." Kouki made his way to the boss's office and plopped into the open chair. "You wanted to see me boss?" Asked the sleepy man lazily. "Yeah- Yugo, I want you to cover a story- a live story in downtown. That rich kid Yayoi Himawari is apparently going to publicly announce some family secret that's been hidden for 24 years." The jet black hair young man was suddenly awake. "Thank you, thank you, Sir! You won't regret this!" yelled Kouki excitedly.

 

"Okay, okay settle down. There is one more thing..." The dark haired boy instantly sat back down. "He personally asked to be interviewed by you at his house after the reveal..." It was here that the dark haired boy's eyes widened. "He personally asked to see me?" There was curiosity in his voice. "Nevermind, I don't care to know. All that matters to me is getting to speak to him about this little secret. Honestly how bad could a little secret be...?"

 

Hours later the dark locked man walk into a large crowd of people a journalist to see the official announcement of the secret.

"Geez... This many people showed? Nevermind it. Aye, Camera guy let's get set up!"

[Kiyoye]

Yayoi sat nervously in the small conference room where he would wait before going out into the hall He could hear the bustling excited noise of the reporters in the conference hall wondering he could possibly have to tell them all. You wouldn’t be able to tell by the slack stoic face but he was completely in a nervous wreck. He felt like he was sweating and would hyperventilate any moment but to his publicist and the others that set up this interview, he looked tremendously bored, unenthusiastic and emotionless. “Geez he’s coming out with supposedly the greatest skeleton in all closets and you’d think he would break a sweat or something.” One of the men that had been helping set up the event whispered to a woman in the corner as hair and makeup artist came over to finish the last finishing touches. “Well that is the Princess for you. Too rich and proper to bother with such lowly things like feelings.” The two snickered in the corner, quieting as Yayoi passed by them. They bowed, but Yayoi was too much of a nervous wreck to even glance about. “Stuck up prick.” The man growled as the door shut.

 

The reporters turned, their attention instantly targeting the young designer, questions being shot off. “Yayoi what is the secret about!” One reporter shot off trying to shove past the security detail and shove her microphone into his face. “Is it a child? Do you have a child?” Another reporter, male, tried to get around at the other end to no avail. People shoved and pushed about screaming at Yayoi and the only thing the man wanted to do was run for his life. He felt like they were going to attack and swallow him up any second. But all the others saw was a stoic man walking up onto the stage, and take his seat. A woman tapped the microphone in front of the man, clearing her throat until the shrill chatter lessened to a dull crescendo. Once it was so silent that you could hear a pin drop the woman coughed and leaned down towards the amplifying device. Himawari-san has only one thing to say. This conference is brief for he has prior engagements so please save all questions for a later day and contact Blasé to schedule a private interview.

 

She nodded before pushing the microphone towards Yayoi. He leaned down nervously, scanning the crowd. Were they there? They had to be, their boss assured him that he would be allowed to meet up with the man. He spotted a man in the back, dark hair similar to his. Was that him? It had to be. He had his mothers dark hair and eyes just like Yayoi did, though the man obviously physically followed after his birth father. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath. “Its been hidden among the Himawari line for quite some time but since my father’s passing I’ve wanted to lay some things to rest and bring others to light. I have a younger half brother that I intend to bring into the Himawari line.” The silence lasted for a mere millisecond before questions and cries erupted throughout the hall. The so called royal Himawari line, the family that was supposed to be pure blood, the richest of the rich through and through, had a bastard child. The madness. Who was the child? Where was he? Yayoi stood; his publicist pulling on his arms as the crowd went wild, jostling the nervous guards trying to rush past them. “I hope meeting this brother of yours is worth all the madness you just caused.”

[Yujiko]

"-And that was the big secret reveal. Japan instant on Channel 9 will be the first to privately interview Mr. Himawari and discover who this mystery relative is. Back you, Tsugi." "-And... Cut!" yelled the camera man. Yugo's smile fell as he ran a hand through his silky dark hair. "How was that? Was it good?" sighed off the reporter. The camera man simply held up his thumb in approval. Yugo rolled his eyes as he turned around to see the empty stage and the crowd of reporters and pedestrians dispersing. "Yugo, we have to go-" "Hey... Do you wonder who this lost, brother, bastard child, guy is? I mean, wouldn't it be cool?" Kouki pondered on the idea. "Yeah- Lot's of money. But, I can't begin to imagine all the publicity that guy would get. His life would change drastically forever- nothing would ever be the same." "Yeah," Yugo smirked," I guess you're right, glad I'm not that guy..." Twirling on his heels he walked past the cameraman and towards the van. "Where are we meeting this guy for the interview?" Yugo asked softly as he looked back at the other man. "Oh. We're meeting him for the interview at Baśe, then you're to further speak with him in private." The jet black haired man raised and eyebrow. "He... wants to talk to me... alone? That's a little weird... But, whatever gets the job done, I guess."

 

Shortly, the crew of two arrived at the Master Designer's empire, Baśe. The building was uniquely designed with modernism and artist abstract in mind- definitely a modern wonder. Glass windows towered high and twisted, a point being made at the top- it was as if the building was a tree, binding towards the sun. "Magnificent..." muttered the two men as they stopped and parked. The outside of the building was not simple job either- custom metal solar panel street lambs lined the side walk. A small garden with little bridges and wondrous ponds was even designed personally by Yayoi himself. All these details aside, the two men began for the entrance. Pushing through the glass doors they came up to the receptions desk. "Um... Hello We're-" Began Kouki before being cut off. "-You are to see Mr. Himawari, correct? Floor 54. He's waiting for you in his office. Please proceed with haste," stated the receptionist. The jet black haired man nodded and showed his hand towards the elevators," After you Aki..." The Cameraman nodded and began for the elevator.

 

The wait for the elevator to reach the 54th floor, or the top floor on the building, was agonizing. Yugo taped his foot impatiently and looked at he watch periodically. He wasn't nervous, he was just hoping to make the 6 o'clock news, it was 5 o'clock already. DING! Range the elevator as the door slid open. Funny there was only a few rooms on this building and only one was the largest and to no one's surprise it was Yayoi's. Kouki smirked and took a deep breath," let's knock'em dead, Aki." The cameraman nodded and followed the reporter out the door and across the floor. Once to the door, Yugo knocked," Mr. Himawari, It's me, Kouki Guo with Japan Instant on Channel 9. May we enter?"

[Kiyoye]

Yayoi thought he was going to puke the entire way back to Blasé. Gods this was not going as smoothly as he thought. Keiko had just barely gotten him out of the conference hall before the vulture pack of reporters could pounce and devour him whole. They all wanted the story and they all wanted it now. But they certainly couldn’t go to the news with all they had now. Sure they could, but it would definitely not be anything worth watching. It would not be a sensation; it would fizzle out next to the latest scandal or affair that was aired. However Keiko was as good as her resume stated she was and she was able to get the young man out of the building and into the van that would take them back to their office. “How are you doing?” The young business woman was a true professional but the sensitive stoic Yayoi who didn’t let anyone in had grown on her. She could see deep under that emotionless exterior that others seemed to see was still a crying child. How anyone couldn’t tell when the young man was distressed was beyond her.

 

He nodded, his jet black hair plastered to the window. The icy feel of the glass calmed him slightly as he starred at the passing shops. What he wouldn’t give to be able to spend a day normally as ever other being did, working, spending, and shopping. However, even if he wasn’t a designer, his looks alone drew too much attention. “Don’t worry; I’m sure this will go alright.” Once back at the headquarters Yayoi sat in his office to await the arrival the news people. He took a deep breath before the sound of a knock on the door startled him. “Yes, please come in.”

[Yujiko]

The door swung open, the cold air rushing gently against the reporter's form, his hair moving with the wind for a brief moment. The camera man, Aki, calmly stumbled in after the other. From a just glace many would presume that Aki was just an everyday joe, but if you took a closer look he was soft and light-hearted. The cameraman's hair fell delicately over his face as he took he place beside Kouki. Aki's eyes were a soft, and foreign in origin. The way he looked at Kouki could be described as adoring friendship or longing admiration. Quickly, the man with jet black hair made his way to Himawari's desk. "Afternoon, sir. We're going to try and make this interview as quick and painless as possible! I also would like to thank you for giving us this grand opportunity. Thank you, Sir." And with that, Kouki- or Yugo as some call him, he took a seat in an armchair at an angle by Himawari's desk. Aki was getting into angle with the tripod. "Aki... Man, come on," sighed the reporter. "I-I'm sorry Yugo, I forgot my glasses..." spoke the cameraguy softly but sternly as he poked his head from behind the camera. "There," exclaimed the cameraman. "We're on in 3, 2-" After two Aki held up a finger signaling 'one' and then a thumbs up for 'recording'. "This is Kouki Guo with Channel 9's Japan Instant. I'm reporting from Mr. Yayoi Himawari's office inside Blasé where Japan Instant will be receiving a first hand interview of the Reveal." Yugo turned to Yayoi as the camera did, the production was going smoothly. " Mr. Himawari, what willed you to reveal this family secret?"

 

 

Name: Aki "Cameraguy" Karman

Nickname: Cameraguy or Cameraman

Age: 26

Occupation: Camera Man

Eyes: Green

Hair: Auburn

Skin: Beige

Lifestyle: Middle Class

Bio: Aki has always loved cameras, mainly do to the fact he can see perfectly through a camera lens without his glasses. His eye sight is a woping 40/100.

Overall he is kind and gentle and has a little something-something for his reporting partner.

Oh! And... He's gay- shhhh... It's a secret.

Seme/Uke: Uke