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Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Seijitsu Kodani » Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:19 pm

I've always felt lonely.
Is it a sin...To want to know you exsist?



It all started so long ago, I guess. It took so long for me to realize what was standing right before me, my own eyes had decieved me in the silence of it all. Without knowing it, I had just seen the greatest treasure that I could ever hope, or even dream, of having, shatter before my very eyes.

Pulling away, I finally learned that I had finally taken the gamble... and aparently, the game was rigged.

I must get my closure. My explanation, but also my redemption.


"I'll make you a deal..."

It was the first... real set of words that I heard him speak.

"...But I warn you, it won't come cheap."

That voice... that godly voice. So clear in my head... Stinging agony that dripped so sweet across the senses, electifying and mystifying mercilessly....such sweet pain. So sweet.

What...will... it cost?

I think it's obvious. You.


Knight's Heart



Coming soon~

[Ooc: Idk, Don't ask, I've wanted to do something like this for a while. <.< Hope you like what I give you. :3]
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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Clover » Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:21 pm

I want more!
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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Seijitsu Kodani » Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:34 pm

PRND3L wrote:I want more!


Haha, of course. Hope it's good, though.
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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Seijitsu Kodani » Mon Sep 05, 2011 4:50 am

Okay, this is a bit late. I was thinking of doing it in blurb/diary fashion.

It's meant to be kinda piecy in the essence that these are just random brainfarts that I have not ordered into a reasonable plot, but I want to get it out for the fun of hearing the responses.

Yeah, it's Yaoi, but yar. it's from Aoi's perspective.

Main point:
Aoi = Not too sure Uke [Scholarship student of St. Marcus' University, hired to be the live-in assistant of company heirs Kuromatsu Takigawa and Orenji Akatsuka]
Kuromatsu = In private lovey dovey with a hardass tendancy Seme [Childhood friend of Orenji head chair's son]
Orenji = Competitive-seme [Childhood friends with Kuromatsu vice chair's son]
Naomi = Illustrious super-model and fiance of Kuromatsu.
Ami = Kuro's mommy. Ultra busy and distant. Runs company with Orenji's daddy.
Takashi = Orenji's father. His son and him are carbon copies of each other.

I intend to make the list prettier, but it's all for fun and enjoyment atm. :D

O, btw. St. Marcus' is a fancy-dancy college for the rich and pretty and well-endowed, I guess. :D Let there be sexual references and sexual parties with sexual undertones of homosexuality!

Rawr, jk. I never did write a sex scene before [to completion] and I'll keep it PG-13 [Maybe some hardcore language...] as much as I can! Wooooooo yay for new projects that are just for random fun!

First, completely unfounded chapter following this post. Hope y'alls like it.

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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Seijitsu Kodani » Mon Sep 05, 2011 4:51 am

It had been ages since I had seen Kuromatsu... He was off in Okinawa for the weekend. The house he lived in seemed ever more empty without it's master's presence. I just missed his form when it would come through the door or when I would feel it pressed up against me in the middle of the night and when I woke up and especially during thunder storms. Was it merely lust that I was first remembering him for his touch? Was it fair to him to be remembered for his taut skin pulled over tight, hardened muscle?

Is it fair to him if he is remembering me for more loving things? If he is remembering me at all? Bed feels funny, now. His presence would be arbritrary, sometmes it would be there... sometme it wouldn't, but I always had hope he would somehow wake me up in the middle of the night by slipping his arms around my waist.

Now that he's alone it's like taking a step back from the vision of our relationship and letting me take some time to view if it really is a relationship. the idea has been bugging me for a long time. Is every relationship like this? Touchy-feely in private, but upon everyone else looking, it is just normal friends if not business partners? I wish that things could be like the movies, where I could love Kuromatsu as much as I wished, and although we would go through turmoil in our relationship, I had the courage to believe that we loved each other truly, regardless of what he might've said.
I wish I had the courage to believe he even loved me... to believe that he was better than what I feared him to be. It wasn't right to think ill of your loved one, was it?

I could honestly just be making a whole she-bang out of this and making it bigger than it really is. Maybe Kuromatsu doesn't love me and whenever he comes into my room at night and uses me as a personal safety blanket is part of my job... He doesn't show signs of intimacy in public and rarely, if ever, in private. I mean rarely in the sense that the intimacy has an amibiguous nature to it, that it can be taken in various ways that could translate into intimacy, but it is merely confidance in one another in a platonic nature.Yet, why would he confide in me so? Men are found to be more distant of each other. Emotions are viewed to be something that they only share with females or closely-bonded males. It's supposed to be like that with the person you love, right?

Well, if Kuromatsu does love me, why hasn't he made it more clear to me. At least in private would be helpful... but, I shouldn't be inconsiderate and ask him
what I really want to know. I mean, isn't love supposed to be something that you know and you don't have to be insecure about?
These questions are making my head bobble a bit. I think I need to give these thoughts a break as much as I can. Of course, being in his presence is what is able to relax me the most.

I don't know what to think of this relationship at the moment, but I will hope to rest on these thoughts and take a breather. hopefully, I won't invest too much of myself in loving Kuromatsu and have him pull the rug out from beneath my feet.

I just pray he isn't cruel enough to do so to me.
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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by kimahri_ronso » Mon Sep 05, 2011 11:04 am

Oh My God! Are you Christopher Pike's muse or something? o.o
He's the only author that has pulled me into a story like that. *applause*

Clover wrote:I want more!

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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Seijitsu Kodani » Mon Sep 05, 2011 10:46 pm

O: Christopher Pike?

I've never heard of him... :<
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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Seijitsu Kodani » Tue Sep 06, 2011 5:02 pm

It had been ages since I last saw Kuromatsu, so when I saw him come through the door, I found myself oddly elated. His mere form in the doorway made my heart skip a beat, my breath, more lustingly audible as I saw him carry in his own luggage, refusing to allow the help to do so for him.

Independant eternally, as he would say.

"Welcome home," was amongst the many phrases ushered by the staff as he entered through the wooden double doors. His eyes drifted over each of them casually, acknowledging each of their greeting as he should. He wasn't too relaxed as with friends, nor was he too polite as he would be with a parent or superior. It was merely nuetral. I stood behind Seu-yeong, a Korean-imported maid in a situation much like my own, but in a work-study program rather than on a scholarship like myself. I always had admired her dainty-cheekbones and polite demeanor, I wish I could be feminine and beautiful like she looked so effortlessly.

I wasn't sure what position to take as his personal assistant, so I merely bowed my head lightly and greeted him like the staff did. "Welcome home." I avoided eye contact with him as much as I could out of courtesy. His form lingered before me in a way I was not sure how to react to. I wasn't sure, but perturbing me, he stood there. Slowly, I lifted my eyes up to meet his own. His dark black eyes locked onto my face as soon I made contact, looking darkly into my own, I began to question my actions.

Did I do something wrong?

"You act like a servant when you're more than that." Kuromatsu narrowed his eyes at me, lifting his head up to the stairs, he looked towards the western wing where his mother was. It was as if she called on a silent whistle and only he could hear it. I guess he knew his mother all too well.

He began to walk away, and I had noticed that I forgot to respond to his statement while thinking.

I called politely to his back as he ascended the stairs, decorum instinct sent waves of discomfort up my spine at the thought of calling to a superior like a friend. "Would you want me to be more or less casual?"

Watching his hand on the rail golden filigreed rail decorated with the designs of fig-leaves, his palm rested on the work of art. "You could say more casual, but just remember your place."

With that, he ascended into the balcony and took to care of his mother's social needs.
It was always so lonely in Ms. Takigawa's office when Kuromatsu wasn't around.

Finally, the looming air of depression and guilt that would float over the West Wing would be lifted, if not until Kuromatsu would leave again.

I never knew why Kuromatsu left for Okinawa... he wouldn't tell me.
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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Seijitsu Kodani » Thu Sep 08, 2011 4:43 pm

September 17th.

I hadn't really logged down what the dates were in the past, since I never found a need for it, but as of today, I have a need to feel secure with my recordings, if at all.

I noticed Kuromatsu was talking about going to Okinawa as thunder boomed outside of the window to the side of my bed. His arms wrapped around my waist tighter as I mentioned the thought of him always being gone from school. He mentioned something along the lines of extra credit and special programs.

In essence, Kuromatsu did have ties, but I just wanted an excuse to have him close by. Work was odd whenever I had to make arrangements for him when he wasn't even here.

He asked me to book his flight to Okinawa next week. It was on one of the most important dates for our chemistry class. Yagawa-sensei would not be pleased.

Then again, Kuromatsu did have an immaculate body, and we all know Yagawa-sensei had a thing for him. [or anything that was young, attractive and rich and had the potential to love her and give her attention.] in honesty, I completely understand Ms. Yagawa. She was such a lovely lady despite her quiet nature and harsh teaching measures. I never would have expected Yagawa-sensei to be the type to slam a big chemistry book in the middle of a couple having side conversations in the middle of a lecture. It was often saddening to know that she never loved a man enough to let him marry her. It was odd, but she was a runaway bride defined.

I wonder if Kuromatsu was like that? He would always leave for Okinawa before getting intimate with me in his thoughts. He would speak a thought and catch himself in the middle, end the sentance abruptly as if he had misspoken and he would smoothly change the subject to something else. It was weird looking at him trying to change the subject almost desperately when I knew that I was his employee and his confidante in romantic, social and financial affairs. If anyone would have to know his inner thoughts, it could have been me.

Is that too vain to think that your employer and subjective lo...
Lo...
Lover? No, I can't call myself that if I am not loved by Kuromatsu. I don't have any idea at all what I am to him, at this point because he keeps going to Okinawa before I get the courage to talk with him.

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On a side note, after speaking with the head of the staff here, I just recently learned that Kuromatsu apparently has a very private reason for wanting to go to Okinawa. It was a meeting grounds of sorts. It was also something sacred to the master of the house, apparently. Yumiko Sasaki was the head, living with the Takigawa family since the founding of this house, which wasn't too long, but she knew every crack and crevice of this place like a wife knows when a husband is about to crack a fart, as she says herself.

Yumiko of all people must know more about this reason... it has to be. She was here since the beginning, when Kuromatsu's father was alive... or exsistent, one or the other. Maybe it's something relating to his father? I don't know. I wish I did.

It perturbs me that Kuromatsu hasn't spoken to me about it yet. My gut tells me that I am wrong for wondering about this and that I feel it's best to butt out before I get in too deep... but I must know. I must unravel the enigma that which is Kuromatsu Takigawa.
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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Seijitsu Kodani » Tue Sep 13, 2011 7:35 pm

September 21st

Kuromatsu's future business parter and childhood friend Orenji Yamanaka had returned from a very long intership with his uncle in Tokyo today. His long period of absence had been excused due to his connections to Kuromatsu and therefore the academy's administrator. Kuromatsu hadn't mentioned him too much previous to the week or so coming to his arrival.

He kept saying that Orenji had a naturally competitive spirit and the two had always been at ends with each other over who could get the most or the best of anything. Of course, Kuromatsu stated he would only do so to keep Orenji on his toes and to see him frustrated from time to time. Apparently, the two had a way of pushing each other's buttons in a way I would assume brothers to be like. Kuromatsu never mentioned anything about having siblings in all of the time I had gotten to know him.

It keeps making me feel at ends knowing he hasn't stated anything about his family. Only Orenji was the one he spoke about. It seemed that Orenji is the only person whom Kuromatsu seems to feel comfortable talking about.

Orenji and I, despite the request by Kuromatsu to join us, were both assigned to take biology together for the last period on Wednesday and Friday. It meant that I would have time to speak with Orenji and possibly get to know him more.
In every essence, Orenji is quite the charmer. The competitive nature that Kuromatsu had mentioned seemed to be non-exsistent if at all present. Sauntering in, he casually and graciously greeted the women who swooned over his arrival. His bleached and colored Strawberry blond falling in razor-cut layers over his face and spiking outwards from his prominent cheekbones, flattering and smoothing the angular lines of his face. Oddly enough, for someone whom I believed to be of full Japanese descent, he did not possess black or brown eyebrows but a strange, kaledescopic hazel. I could tell that he had an athletic build beneath the layers of his uniform, and his frame had reflected casually elegant masculinity.
A rare find amongst cultured men. Either they were too bulky for their clothing or they were merely too skinny. His flesh seemed to jucily fill his fabric just right.
... huh, that description sounded a rather bit lusty.
Orenji breezed past me and sat in the middle of the class. Men around him would do their own little macho rituals of acknowledgement to Orenji, whom would graciouslly return the advances in what seemed to be mere politeness.
I guess I took such a fascination with Orenji knowing that Kuromatsu would be spending a lot of time with him, and so would I, at least for this class.
Our teacher was a slender woman of caucasian nationality. Her accent suggested that she was British, as did her pronunciation. Today was dissections. We would be analyzing the soupy mind of a starfish. I thought this was a bit lower-level, myself... knowing that those around me were much more advanced than knowing what color chlorophyll is.
Midori, if you didn't know.
Our teacher, Mrs. VanDerPump, had ordered us to get into pre-set pairs to do the dissections. One would take notes, the other would simply gore the poor, deceased thing.
I was paired with Esther Yu. A lovely little whispy girl with highlighted hair. But then Mrs. VanDerPump had realized that she had made a mistake, apparently, and reordered me to work with Orenji.
Maybe that's who's eyes I felt on me the whole time I was working with Esther.
Orenji and I worked on the experiement, nothing seemed to go wrong... but when I turned my head away from Orenji to examine the starfish [I was placed in charge of goring, much to my disdain] my pencil had rolled and I bent to pick it up.
Suddenly, when that happened, Orenji had bent over as well to get it for me, we bumped our heads and knocked over each other. My head was throbbing, his head was harder than a rock. Upon standing, our feet both lost footing as we grabbed onto the counter. Orenji slipped and knocked over, the scalpel fell from the desk while he grasped at it desperately. I tried to get him out of the way, but instead, I found myself gashed rather nastily by the blade across the muscley tissue between the thumb and index finger.
Mrs. VanDerPump immediately called for the nurse and Orenji and myself were escorted to the infirmary. I noticed Orenji had been gashed along his upper cheek bone on the left side. Luckily, his eye was okay.
In the infirmary, the headmaster was not at all pleased with us. She had heard reports from Mrs. VanDerPump that we were horsing around. We were recommended, if not ordered, to stay after class and clean up for a week because of our "schenanigans." Orenji volunteered gladly, ad did I. I didn't really have a choice.

That night, Kuromatsu wouldn't even look at me.
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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Seijitsu Kodani » Fri Sep 16, 2011 4:23 am

September 30th.

Kuromatsu altered his work schedule at the company for a little bit so I could have a ride home from school. He would leave with everyone else at the end of school and go off to Maiko Inc. since Orenji and I would be in class for a while.

Orenji offered to take me home, making it seem like it was his fault, but Kuromatsu was stern in saying no. I don't know why he would be so firm about it, in all honesty. Orenji taking me home would seem more convienent for all of us. Plus, it would save gas for Kuromatsu.
[Not that he ever has to worry about gas. ]
His eyebrows were always drawn low whenever he looked out on the road and drove us home. His choice of driving to school accompanied my revent induction into detention. His efforts to try and get me out of detention on the grounds of it being a misunderstanding, the principal and Mrs. VanDerPump had nothing to hear of it. I was stuck in detention and there would be no getting out of it. No if, ands or buts.

Oddly enough, Orenji and I got to know each other a bit more. I realized he was quite the sports lover, despite his more casual appearance. He didn't seem to have the appeal of a jock, mostly because I felt he was smarter. His orangey-blond hair paired with his black rimmed glasses he wore whenever he read from time to time were actually really becoming of him.

As I grow closer to Orenji, Kuromatsu seems to drift away and become more stern and unhappy with me. I have no real idea why he would be acting this way. Orenji was his friend, and he and I were getting along great...so I though this would be a win win situation.

Apparently, it is not.

Kuromatsu's mother found herself wandering around the premises for a rare moment, and I was blessed enough to be able to capture her outside of work and her wing of the mansion. She was in the central courtyard, examining the hydrangea and juniper mindlessly. Always a woman with something on her mind, I notice. She rarely is someone who does something in the moment. Always planning ahead.

I approached her once she looked up at a few birds crossing the sky, and she merely glaned at me, then returned to looking at the birds.

"Kuromatsu is rather fond of you, I hear." She spoke, still not looking at me. "Orenji is as well."

I blinked, not sure what to respond. Her tone was bored and without interest, she was merely stating facts to herself and not really conversing.

"I don't think Kuromatsu is too fond of me at this moment." I sighed, looking up to where I expected her field of vision to be focused rather intently on.

"Oh, you have to pardon Kuromatsu. He's always been competitive with Orenji. It was always something when they were kids. Toys, games, being king of the mountain." She looked like she was in another world at the moment, her eyes were gazing intently. but they lacked the clarity of present focus.

I wasn't all too sure of what she meant by competitive with Orenji. "I don't follow you, Ms. Takigawa."

She sighed and finally looked at me. "You don't realize that Kuromatsu is jealous of you, do you?"

I blinked, this time I avoided keeping eye contact with her. Had she figured out me and Kuromatsu's possible relationship with each other? Would she be approving or disapproving? How did she know Kuromatsu was jealous of me of all things, anyway?

Looking downward, I focused on a pale ivory hydrangea blossom that had sky blue tips on the ends of the petals. I wanted to ask why Kuromatsu would be jealous of me, but I figure I'd already had an idea as to why. I am, however. surprised as to how quickly this jealousy took root, however.

Ms.Takigawa was silent for a long time, I decided to bow out and leave to prepare for the evening. I heard it would be raining rather heavily, and I did not want to be left doing night work without electricity.

I also expected to see Kuromatsu.

I would always wake up to have his arms around me whenever there was thunder and lightning outside of the house. Sometimes it would happen if the moon was full and there were no clouds, either. His odd pattern of coming into my room at night perturbed me at first, but I then realized it was rooted in deeper things.

Studying completed, I looked out of my window to see the rain hitting the glass rather hard. It came in wave after wave, leaving ripple like rivers streaking down the panes.

Kuromatsu, faithful as ever,appeared in my doorway. He locked the door behind him as he entered. Closing the door, he shut off the lights. His ominous form lingered before me as his barely lit face cme up to min in the deep darkness of my room. His hand graabbed hold of my own firmly as he grabbed me off of my chair and dagged me off to my bed.

"We have to talk." He demanded.
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Re: Knight's Heart.

PostPosted by Seijitsu Kodani » Thu Sep 22, 2011 6:19 am

I originally wanted to keep this PG, but oh well! EFF IT ALL! :D
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"We need to talk" He said sternly. His eyebrows drawn low on his eyes, making it almost seem comical how serious he was... but his words had no joke or pun in them at all.
"What do we need to talk about?" I looked at his hand grasping mine in the darkness.
"I would like to talk to you about this Orenji deal." Kuromatsu's tone was flat. His grasping hand quickly jerked my body out of my seat and pulled me along with him.
With one sling, he directed his force into my body and I landed onto my bed. I landed on my back. Before I could adjust myself to sleeping on my side, like I normally do, he was on top of me. Harded arms, like steel poles, anchored me to the bed with their massive weight, while his hands gripped my wrists and fingered their way into a clasp that I wouldn't be able to resist.
He was shirtless, his toned muscles were echoed in the darkness as the contrast between the peaks and valleys and contours of his shape were illuminated dully but obviously for my eyes to see. I could see his muscles in his arms rippling and his core tightening, like a monster ready to claim it's prey.
His eyes bore into my own. "I brought you here. I gave you all that you had. You are my property and no one else's."
Seeing as how the man on top of me was my employer, I wasn't sure how to respond. As his lover? Or as his employee? The employee inside of me pushed up his glasses and felt like he had nothing but duty in this relationship and that he would do whatever he could to best and make up this situation.
The lover in me, on the other hand, thought differently. Lover Aoi lifted up his chin in honor and claimed that he was innocent, that Orenji and his own's relationship was sheerly platonic. I knew that I cared for Orenji... but not as I cared for Kuromatsu. Lover Aoi wanted to prove and to console his innocence and the purity of their relationship to Kuromatsu. Employed Aoi knew that speaking up like that would prove a risk, and to obey silently was the only way to go. Employed Aoi had to protect his assets and survive. Without Kuromatsu, he would have no means of support... and he definitely couldn't go home.
I left myself staring up at Kuromatsu. His eyes were so intense, it was hard to keep looking straight into them.
"Aoi," Kuromatsu sighed, his grip still iron-clad despite the sublte softening of his muscles, "I know that you are unsure of our relationship. I just.... I just, want to make sure how we both feel in this moment and I think we both need time to be together a little more to determine what we are. I will settle for nothing less."
I could only manage to speak a few words, "Kuromatsu... I only know Orenji as a friend."
"I don't trust your words."
"I have nothing but my words, Kuromatsu."
Kuromatsu was silent. His gaze weighed heavily on me just as much as his body did. His arms clasped around my fingers strongly. I felt the steel poles of his forearms soften as he rolled over next to me onto his back.
The bed thumped with his solid weight falling down next to me. I actually bounced a bit when he landed.
It thundered that night. He didn't hold me, like he normally did. He grabbed me and squeezed me. It hurt a bit, and I could hear his breathing in my ear. It was hot and laboring, like he was clenching. His leg wrapped around my own in a serpentine fashion, my back was pushed up against his stomach and only if I tried to move would his grasp tighten and pull me back.
I knew when he fell asleep that night. The only cue was his softened snoring. He didn't release his grip on me, even in my sleep.

I spent most of the night wondering why he would hold onto me so. I would never do anything to betray him in any way shape or form... and he knew it. Something about squeezing me in the night in my own bed perturbed me.
Yet, at the same time... it felt strange, but I was wanted by him. I felt wanted, at least. His arms may have been a prison, but how he held me... it made me hope that I was worth something precious. To be something that would cause sorrow if ever lost.
A treasure.
I slept deeply in Kuromatsu's arms, thinking of being Kuromatsu's treasure.

Orenji's eyes upon me, somehow a taboo, but also more than enough to give worth and confidence in Kuromatsu's feelings.

For the threat of loss causes all men to hold to what they love dearly with a fervor untold of by the lips of man or women.
Love so sacred it can only be found in one's arms or one's heart.
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