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Name: Naoki

Age:30

Occupation: classical pianist, also works as a composer for various pop rock idols

Position: Seme

Appearance: Long dark hair, White-almost ghostly pale skin. Eye color is unknown to public, but those who have seen knew it is dark brown. 180-183cm in height. Long lean body built

Bio:

No known fact about him publicly. All they know is that he is anti-social and he doesn't like to be disturb. Whenever he performs, he hid his face. But alot has sing praises because he is a genius at what he does.

Additional:

He is drawn to people who sings well. He is most likely to be akward and shy, and probably a virgin.. Has a very interesting tattoo in the middle of his back. No one has seen it though.

 

Tattoo design

 

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Name: Mirai

Age: 21

Occupation: Idol, mostly singer, although actor at times

Position: Uke

Appearance: Original hair colour unknown, yet he bleached it blond. Same goes for his eyes, since he wears light blue contact lenses. He is rather short, merely 1.76m. Has some abs but has a suite boyish appearance nevertheless.

Bio:

Parents unknown, lived with his older sister till the age of 17. Sold his first hit the same year and has since then been in the idol industry. His flashy appearance makes him popular amongst female fans, yet he enjoys time off and tends to just go to quiet caffees in disguise.

Additional:

Very flirtatious, but difficult to reach. Doesn't particularly like classical music, but loves improvising to it.

 

 


 

 

Beep Beep

 

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It was a lovely day today, Naoki thought to himself. He already finished up his laundry and hanged the clothes to the balcony. Freshly laundered linens and beddings has a soothing effect he nodded to himself while thinking so. Starting everyday of his life with prestine and routinary things to do. Every T's crossed and every I's been dot. Just perfect.

 

Slowly chewing his food, the background music for his humble breakfast today was playing sweetly. Today was Vivaldi's Four seasons Spring part. Happily sipping his coffee, he sometimes close his eyes and imagining himself in the middle of an orchestra. Maybe conducting it. Facing the musicians while his back was turned to the judging crowd. Ah, that would be bliss. he mused.

 

But fantasy -seemingly perfect as it was- was cut short. His cellphone beeped, indicating it was time for him to go to the trivial facts of his life. Going to work.

 

He packed his bag swiftly and dressed in thick trench coat. Under it was a clean black coat and white dress shirt. But it wasn't formal enough. He doesn't like ties cause he feel it was a little suffocating.

. It irked him. And so departing.. he drove off riding his Toyota 2012 model black car.

 

Few moments after, before opening the door to the recording studio, where his new contractor is waiting, he breathe in and knocked on the office door.

 

 

 

 

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-beep beep beeep beeeeeeeeeep-

 

Quickly silencing the annoying melody of his phone, Mirai cuddled into his blankets. Whatever he had been dreaming, it was too relaxing to get up. Damn how nice it would be, to sleep another two hours, slowly get up from bed, cook some breakfast in his pyjamas and then spend the day playing video games.

 

Sh*t. it wasn't weekend. It wasn't weekend, which meant he had to get up, and quickly!! Jumping up, the singer raced out of the door, just to race back in as he remembered that his shower was in the other direction. Even though his apartment wasn't too big, ok still big for a city apartment, and defiantly tidy, with everything nicely lined up and clean in his perfectly straight shelves, Mirai tended to get lost. Not lost as in that he couldn't find things, but often racing to the wrong room. Just like now.

 

After his shower the young man quickly got dressed, simple black pants, a white shirt, a dark red leather jacket, his favourite necklace and a simple hat. Taking an apple as breakfast he quickly decided that he didn't know the way to his new appointment well enough so he called a taxi.

 

Hopefully this day would end as soon as all the others....

 


 

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The long hair was kept unruly for a purpose. He doesn't like people staring at his face. Whatever is his intention to hide it.. no one knows. And Naoki keeps it that way.

 

He sat quietly at the meeting room. Arranging the music sheets and the contract in top if the mahogany table. The people in front of him presented themselves as in charge of the new idol he is going to compose song with. He wasn't unfamiliar with the genre. For years now, pop /pop rock was his bread and butter. But his heart stayed true to classics. In fact, as of this moment, under the business like massive table.. his fingers is air piano'ing Chopin's Fantaisie- improptu.

 

The said idol was not late. Rather .. Naoki came on early. And because of his aloof attitude, the air around him become stiff and akward. As such, the company president desperately tried to lively up the atmosphere. Naoki is the top man, and they went on years of arranging for him to compose for them. There's just no way he will let the man go home.

 

He grabbed the music sheet , ofcourse with the permission of the pale composer and examined it. It was a soft , lively yet filled with emotion.

 

The lyrics was about a man, falling in love with a girl from the coffee shop he frequently visiting.she had a soft wave curls around shoulder lenght. Her smile reveals a bit of a dimple at her left cheek. H3r apron had a little stain which he thinks was a permanent one. The emotion of it was that the young man was struggling to say he likes her without getting nervous. It was sweet and lovely.

 

He looked at the composer and can't believe it. How does he make these songs? Is he in love? I just cant believe it. He silently judge him.

 

 

 

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Traffic. Of course. The first impression lasts, his mother used to tell him, and Mirai was convinced she was right. Apart from the fact that she was always right, it made sense to him.

So after what seemed much to long, the man decided to run the last meters. he quickly paid the driver and raced out, pulling his head over his face so that nobody would recognise him.

 

using the time in the lift to readjust everything, Mirai took a deep breath. Today he would meet his new composer, a mysterious man who never shows his face and is all in all simply asocial. great.

 

Stopping on before the door, the idol knocked gently, and entered upon hearing his directors voice.

 

"Good day! My name is Mirai! It is a pleasure to meet you!", the young man presented himself bowing to both director and a figure standing next to him.

Looking up slowly, Mirai noticed that the rumours were only partly true. Even though most of the man's face was covered with his hair, one could still see his chin and mouth.

They look soft for a man's lips...., the idol thought to himself, smiling. His partner for this job gave off a rather mysterious touch, yet looked like a pretty face was hidden under those bangs.

 

"Sir, about the contract, where do I sign?", Mirai asked, grinning.

 


note: Eh, italics r thoughs, and speech thingies r speech >/////>

 

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One thing Naoki hates are people with lots of impulse decision. He works by the books and sometimes not as well. But frequently by standards. He saw the young man named Mirai. He looks just what a typical idol should. Pretty and charming. For a man his age, he looked rather young, in his opinion. Well, in this industry.. youth is a key factor for staying in business.He nodded to him as a courtesy greeting.

 

"Sir, about the contract, where do I sign?"

 

He felt his mouth twitched a bit when he heard Mirai wanted to sign the contract before he could state his demands and revisions. Being the older, and much more experienced than the younger male was.. he cleared his throat and started stating his side. "Mirai-san.. before you sign, could you look up this new contract my lawyer and the president revised? If you agree, here is the copy."

 

Contract additions:

 

• Songs written by Naoki-san will be used for the artist Mirai-san . However, recording of the song/s should include Naoki-san . Present at any given moment wherever the recordings may be.

• Theme of the song can be choosen by Mirai-san, however the lyrics and melody will be judge and arranged by Naoki-san. In case of revisions needed and rearrangement, they should ask Naoki-san before making changes

• Naoki-san will not write songs themed with violence or rudeness to women, young children and elderly. • Naoki-san is not responsible during live performance should Mirai-san wished to perform lip synching.

• Naoki-san will remain his identity anonymously.

 

 

"Is there anything you would like to add or change Mirai-san?" He asked sincerely. Somehow giving a free lecture to the young man. Never, ever sign a contract you're not satisfied with.

 

 

 

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"Is there anything you would like to add or change Mirai-san?"

 

Ah. Once again he had jumped into action before thinking.

Don't lecture me old man , the idol thought before reading the contract.

Ah, exactly the same as every other contract, just with a bit of a personal touch. The hell is with this anonymous issue though?

 

"May I add 'I can take out noaki for coffee'? Your personal word for that is sufficient though. Except this, I agree to your requests sir, and would like to sign." , he answered, his acting skills perfectly covering up his boredom.

 

Even though being an idol meant meeting amazing people, most of his colleges and friends merely saw him as just another idol. of course the same went for his fans. pretty, charming and good at singing, that is all he stood for.

 

yet the person in front of him seemed different. of course he most likely saw him just the same way as everyone else, but he himself did not seem like part of the industry, even though he was an extremely high regarded composer. Maybe this man would amuse Mirai for a while...

 


 

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What a bother.

 

"Well if it's business then i wouldn't mind getting a cup or maybe even eat out. But if it's a ptivate meeting , then no. I would like to keep our relationship strictly professional. Mirai-san. No offense meant. It's just who i am. "

 

There wasn't a hint of arrogance in his voice. If anything, he sounded apologetic. It's true, knowing Mirai would help him compose songs better but he just go with his clients voice quality and style. There is afterall a reason why he wanted to be strict with his private life.

 

While waiting for Mirai's answer. The company president fidget in his seat. He already knew this part of Naoki. And so he tapped his fingers at the desk and wiped his brow off sweat.

 

 

 

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"...strictly professional. Mirai-san. No offense meant. It's just who i am. "

 

Wait what? My my, he was indeed different from the others. Whenever Mirai had asked that question in the past, he had either gotten an overly enthuastic 'yes' or some insult which ruined both their non existent friendship as well as the contract. But not this time.

 

Yet it was nothing new to Mirai, that he was the biggest loser when it came to giving up. This had of course gotten him into trouble a lot of times, but he had found that it was a great way to get rid of boredom, and if anyone had a problem with him, he could always use his charm to save himself.

 

"Please Mr. Naoki. I would like to get to know you, since that is the only way I can sing your songs. ", the young man pleaded, hoping he did not go to far. The way his director was twitching showed him that he better behave, yet this man in front of him was strangely addicting, and got Mirai into a strange mood, somehow like getting obsessed with a theme, and wanting to find out everything about it.

 

So he wouldn't give up.....

 


 

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He looked at the young man in front of him. He knew he was being coax at. Strangely, over the years of not being sociable, he learned how to read people fairly well. He leaned back to his chair and rummage his bag. He brought with an Ipad and played a song. It was an acoustic one.

 

The intro was a four chords song. A , F#m , G, and D. After it, comes a voice. Rough one but good considering the recorded quality of the song.

 

.. as i sit here, sipping my second cup.

i saw her smile across the table and i blushed..

that thing was not meant for me,

but i can't help but feel a bit happy..

 

She looks so good in a stained bright red apron..

must be an old one a somehow laugh at the thought..

who knew that love makes you think of crazy little things,

oh like asking her if i can give a ring..

 

 

The melody went on. Crude arrangement as it was, the song is catchy.. and the people inside was tapping their foot or swaying their head a bit. Before the song end, he turned the volume low. And start to speak with the song as a background.

 

"I am anti-social, that much i acknowledge. But i do make good music. That much you can concede. If you insist in invading my private space Mirai-san, i don't think it will work out between us. I'll let you think about it. In the meantime, i'm giving this song to you for free. As i made this one specifically for you. I have no use for it nor my other clients too." He started to pack his things and give the music sheet to Mirai.

 

 

 

 

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Staring blankly at the sheet in front of him, Mirai chuckled. Damn this was great. But if he didn't manage to get to the man with charm he'd just have to try differently.

 

"Naoki-san! Please wait. This song is truly beautiful. I agree to your contract, and will not ask anything additional, except purely for business. Please let me work hard!', the idol bowed.

 

He wasn't lying though, the song sounded cute, and it would be fun singing it, although he did not understand the feelings of the guy in the song. Love had often been the main theme in his songs, and it wasn't like he had no experience in making love, but feeling was a complete different story.

 

But that was not his problem at the moment. He quickly signed the contract and handed it to his director, smiling kindly as ever...

 


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There wasn't a manipulative bone in Naoki. He just acted like that because of his geniune feelings. He disliked eversince how people enter his personal space. And he stated his mind in this conversation. Though the odds are in his favor, it was clear that he felt a pang inside him. He felt like the younger man was impulsive and someone he wouldn't personally like. Bothersome indeed.

 

He nodded and pulled out his seal. He stamped it on the document and gave it to the director. The people besides him gave an audible sigh of relief. They knew this was not going to be easy. Because both him and Mirai looked like difficult people with opposing personality.

 

"You'll have to forgive me because i have other appointments to go. I'll see after a week in the recording studio. Your manager will have all the details to the schedule. " Naoki bowed to all and left in a hurry. He lied though. He doesn't have other appointments today. He just wanted some peace.

 

One last glance at the young man's face amplified this need.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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After bowing and waving the other good bye, Mirai turned to his boss to excuse himself as well. What use was there to stay any longer? The schedule would be sent by email, so he had the afternoon free to himself.

 

Coffee or Movie? That was the question....

 

There was indeed a nice movie to c, and it would like totally be fun to go and have a romantic date with himself. Oh, and not to forget the ten thousand fans that would be following him because he wasn't wearing his disguise. Sounds like the moist fun thing to do ever. Coffee it was.

 

The was one cafè in town, Mirai would not recommend, for the simple reason of wanting to keep it for himself. Unlike others, it looked rather shabby from the outside, even though it was situated in one of the towns most popular shopping streets. Yet at the very back of the little, rather dark room, there were some wooden stairs, leading to the young mans paradise. A room, rather plain yet extremely confy with it pillowed chairs, and the best thing was, that the wall facing the street consisted of a giant window.

 

Hehehehehe, all those puny little humans, don't even know I'm watching them! Or something like that.

 

Even though watching people was a pleasant hobby, the reason he liked coming here was to think. Undisturbed. To be able to drift completely into his mind, Mirai needed something moving in front of him. In a lot of the movies he had played in, the character would lay in bed and think. That didn't work.

 

What the hell should I even think about?, the young man thought, sipping his latte machiatto...which was the best here as well. Maybe create a plan to get Naoki to warm up to him? That should be fun.....but if actually talking to him about something except their work was not allowed, it would be difficult. Maybe he could ask his manager? birthdays were normally a good occasion. then again that could take ages.

 

sighing the idol simply continued to stare at his coffee, marvelling at the different pictures a drink could show him.

 


 

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His feet move with extra speed, like something is actually chasing him, or he is actually catching upto someone. He can't help but pant , he isn't a very athletic person. But the reason for the hurried movement was because he felt unnaturally uncomfortable of what just happen. Mirai was a different kind of pest.

 

In Naoki's category, he dislike people who invades his privacy, much more- people who invade his space and insist even after rejected. For an unsocialable person like him, he did not know how to react. How will handle him in the future? Would the future meetings will be filled with uncomfortable churning of his stomach? He shuddered at the thought.

 

While walking and wandering around, Naoki found himself in his favorite cafe. It wasn't a very popular one. Because it is not like the shops girls would often come to. It's not frilly and flashy. More of a classic place. Where you get a cup of coffee and maybe a biscuit to go by with it, while you read a book in a peaceful afternoon.

 

He like this place.

 

As he open the door, the owner recognized him. Even though they haven't seen him eye to eye, Naoki was loved here. And why is that? Because he plays beautiful melody.

 

The cafe has a a beautiful black Fazioli piano. He instructed the manager that he will order what he usually does and placed his things at the table nearest to the piano. He sat , stroke the keys with his long slender fingers and took a deep breath. The time is around noon, were people are busy with their past paced life. While he remain his carefree attitude.

 

He press the keys and started playing the accompaniment to the song he specifically composed for Mirai.

 

It started with soft sounding keys. Till the song full bloomed into a happy melody. Kinda gives a feeling of blooming love. How so? Despite Mirai's and the others knowing- this is the place where he composed this song. The story of a man who fell in love with the cafe girl. Ofcourse this was entirely fictitious. But the cafe gave him insipiration. Well.. he'd rather die than admit something embarassing as this.

 

And so the song continues... only with him singing to the tune as well. Giving it life anew.

 

 

 

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Sipping his tea, Mirai relaxed, watching the crowd below him. Leaning back, the idol could feel the cold wood of the wall behind him. Sitting in the corner was not only refreshing, but he would aslo dissapear, stay unknown and just observe.

 

And wait. Wait for the music to start. That was another particularity about this cafè. Instead of playing the usual pop music that was in at the moment, there sometimes came a man to play the piano in the other corner. Mirai had never seen his face, since he always sat with the back towards him, yet the music not only calmed but made him feel all different kinds of feelings.

be it fear, frustration, embarrassment, love, greed or simply happiness, the music of that man could control them all.

 

This time the feeling of shock did not come from the sounds of the keys, but from recognission. The gentle sound, ringing like bells and expressing the most innocent of loves, was like the echo of a memory to Mirai. A memory which was barely an hour ago.

 

Chuckling, the young man listened, remembering the change of voice, the tune, the way Naoki stressed different parts of the song and what feelings were portrait. it was a cute song, especially performed with such a voice.

 

lets see if I can top that.....

 


 

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As the song slowly drifted to complition, Naoki lost all other sounds besides his own breathing. Music is really something his soul can relate.

 

To a person like him, who can't adjust or comprehend other things, music has and always been his refuge. In all the years of his existence, he hasn't held any lover. Nor had any intention of marrying. Early on in his life, he already accepted the fact that there is a possibility that his uninterest in girls was due to his attraction to males. Or so he deduced since he don't see women as source of his arousal. But due to his nature as a man, every now and then he seeks comfort. But often times caught pleasuring himself through image of successful male composers. Or singers that caught his attention. In his line of work, were people devote themselves to their craft, being single isn't something uncommon. And so he took this as the normal.

 

Classical pianist, composers and even music critics are somewhat egoist. Always thinking that they are one notch above to someone. And so, this develope a habit of being blunt and cold towards the others. But, bitter as that it may... Naoki admits to himself that somehow he is terribly- Lonely.

 

He breathe a sigh as he stood up and went to his table leaving the piano. His usual orders are already placed. A cup of brewed coffee, some assorted minicakes (that he usually doesn't finish) and a few slices of cheese. An unusually order from the rest fo the folks. But he doesn't care. This is the beauty if this Cafe. You can be at home as you want.

 

And so he happily sips his coffee in peace. Face hidden away from the rest of the crowd who curiously stares at him.

 

 

 

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The coffee and the mini-cakes looked absolutely delicious, but there was defiantly one odd out with the composers order: the cheese. Simply...why? It didn't look appealing, nor did the taste fit nor anything actually. But well, because weird was a fairly rude word to say, Mirai simply chose 'unusual' to describe is work partners choice. Tastes are different.

Deciding that it would be great entertainment, the young Idol boldly walked up to Naoki and sat down in front of him, swinging is feet playfully under the chair, whilst looking at his opponent, waiting to be noticed.

Thinking about it, that was exactly the thing he was not supposed to do. the raven haired man had clearly stated that he did not want any contact outside of work, especially not coffee or something similar to that. But well, Mirai was not someone to listen to words if body-language or feelings went against that, and at this very moment he could just not get over the feeling, that Naoki felt lonely. Of course he could be wrong, but then he could always apologise. And hope he was not fired from the job....damn, maybe he had indeed made a mistake.

Yet as scary as his partner could get, the young man did not believe that he was treating others like that due to bad will. And if that was not the case, there had to be another reason and he would find out.

Oh, but he also really wanted to tell the composer how amazing the song sounded.....

 


 

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If there's something the composer isn't good at, among many things, Naoki is afraid of spontaneous people.

 

He himself is a man of order - or rather, Naoki is a man of monotony. He isn't suited for a life of adventure and never will. Much more, a person opposite of him is in front of him. Even irritated, he doesn't know how to proceed. Should i ignore him and hope that he goes away? Or should i say i don't like him sitting uninvited here? What to do/

 

This moment, he is glad that his hair gets in the way of his face. Whatever expressions he has, it is hidden cowardly and that's a relief.

 

"Why are you here? Are you following me?" Of course, this sounded a bit conceded of him, but he can't helped but feels so. This person called Mirai is somewhat a curious person. At the back of the musicians mind, he thought that the name Mirai or future somehow suited him.

 

He nervously cut the cheese in front of him and took a small bite. Eccentric or not, he's just like this.

 

"Maybe i should go.", he mutters. He hopes Mirai didn't hear the last part though.

 

 

 

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Chuckling lightly at the others word, ignoring the last sentence, the young idol smiled.

 

"Ah no no, I've always liked this caffee, so i come here in my free time. I was planning on staying away and watching from the shadows, which would make me seem extremely cool, but your song was so amazing I couldn't help but want to tell you....eh, so ur song was freaking amazing, i loved it!!!" he grinned, completely forgetting about the acting normal part he tried to hold on to when he first met the composer.

 

"Are you free this afternoon? Oh, I hope I'm not disturbing you too much.... ", Mirai mumbled, feeling a bit bad for breaking the others peace on a mare whim of his. oh well, till now he hadn't gotten a death threat so there had to be some good part, right?....

 


 

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Why is this man suddenly attached to me?

 

Was all Naoki could asked himself. He specifically told him not to be bothered. Before he signed a contract, he told this young man's manager that he wanted peace. Still, it seems like Mirai isn't the type to understand that there are people in this world like Naoki - the socially awkward kind.

 

"what do I have to do for you to leave me be? I'll consider granting that request provided that you will leave me alone when you saw in the streets or somewhere outside the office and recording studio."

 

Naoki knew that making a deal would be the best possible solution to negotiate with the likes of Mirai. Somehow he wishes the kid take the offer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Why did he get the feeling that he was simply being treated like a child?

 

And Choices....Not Mirai's strong point. especially when it came to leaving interesting people alone. And the other hadn't even said 'yes' merely 'I'll consider it'. Damn.

'If you spend the afternoon with me, I'll consider it', the boy grinned, proud of his idea. And if he really had to follow the deal, he could just rant about everything he wanted to say when they met in the studio. Great plan! Only thing was to hope that the other didn't get annoyed and started ignoring him..... ok no scary thought now!

 

'By the way, do you like ice cream? Or what type of movies do you like? Do you even like anything except music? ' the idol asked happily, not meaning t insult in the least, because music pretty much meant life,....together with tea....

 


 

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