Bittersweet Temptation~Open~

[Leandur Takuya]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][cs=2][style=border-top: 3px solid #fc1539;] [/style] [style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25; padding-left: 5px; border-bottom: 5px solid #e9bfc6; line-height: 14px;] ★ You better run, run, run, run, run [/style] [style=font-size: 12px; text-align: right; padding-right: 5px; ] 더는 못 봐 걷어차 줄래 [/style] [style=font-family: terminal; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;]390 Words ★ lots of people~ ★ NOTE/COMMENT HERE ★ TEMPLATE BY RIMY OF ON THE EDGE. LYRICS TAKEN FROM RUN DEVIL RUN BY SNSD. ★[/style]
[atrb=width,20%][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;] [/style] [style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;] [/style] [style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;][/style]	[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=ffffff] [style=width: 350px; height: 340px; overflow: auto; background-color: #e6e3e3;] Takuya jumped up, he was holding onto his arm the wound that was there was pulsing. It had been wrapped up by the nurse before he had left, well his mother's nurse because she said she wanted it taken care of. Not that it had hurt him that much, he had been curled up on the grass looking up at the sky and must have fallen asleep. Not that he was aware of it completely. He just shook his head, and seemed to be tapping his fingers on the ground. It might not have made any noise but he was figuring out a beat to the song that was playing through his headphones. He relaxed again, and tried to focus, just a cough here and a cough there. He didn't know why he had been so tense, not like anything was going to happen. He knew how to fight, even if his skills weren't that great. The boy wouldn't complain, there had to be something he was supposed to do out here. It might as well just go the way it was about to be for all that was going on. "Probably just my imagination bleh..." He had always been on edge ever since well he had been little. Once he got to a certain age things had changed, to act like he was normal and the same at home was hard enough for him to do. If she found about some of his changes, he knew she wouldn't be happy with him, and that was something he hated the most.'What am I supposed to do?' He dug around in his bag, and tried to think of something to do, but he just grabbed his notebook and started to draw. He knew the next song, and he wondered why he was doing this out here, not that anyone would hear him now. "Part of me like breathing....now half of me is left...Don't know anything at all...Who am I to say you love me..."He stopped and looked around just listening waiting wondering if anyone was around, his voice was his secret and the fact that he was still coughing a bit, he didn't want to push his voice to hard. ["Don't know anything at all...Who am I to say...you need me..." He thought he heard someone again, but just went back to his drawing humming along with the rest of the song. "Sucks that I can't just tell....taking too long..." He just sighed and tried to focus, clearing his mind. If he didn't then he would just keep on losing his focus. [/style]
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][cs=2] [style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25; padding-left: 5px; border-bottom: 5px solid #e9bfc6; line-height: 14px;] You better run, run, run, run, run ★[/style] [style=font-size: 12px; text-align: right; padding-right: 5px;] 날 붙잡아도 관심 꺼둘래 [/style] [style=border-bottom: 3px solid #fc1539;] [/style]

[Hasegawa Masaru]

[atrb=width,570,true][atrb=cellspacing,4,true][atrb=cellpadding,4,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding-top: 10px; background-color: #856363; border: 2px dashed #800000;][style=text-align: center; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 42px; margin-left: -6px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #800000;]SHOULD I GIVE UP?[/style][style=position: relative; z-index: 2; text-align: center; background: #856363; display: block; margin-top: -30px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: helvetica neue; text-indent: 7px; line-height: 11px; color: #800000;]OR SHOULD I KEEP ON CHASING PAVEMENTS?[/style] [style=width: 340px; height: 350px; overflow: auto; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 2px; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 11.5px; line-height: 9px; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: 3px; color: #000000;]Masaru sighed to himself as he walked away from the Eastern hall. Today hadn't exactly been an amazing day for him. That was the reason he was heading toward the field instead of heading straight back to the dorm after school. He needed some time to think, some time to get his head back in it's right place. From the outside it was obvious he wasn't in his normal mood. His shoulders were slumped slightly, his amber gaze focused on the floor in front of him instead of his surroundings. It was all his stupid teachers fault. He must have been one of the ones that also taught his sister, because he had commented about how he needed to focus more like his sister. Not spend so much time drawing. Sure, he knew it was a valid point, but seriously, why did they always compare him to his sister? They were different people. Why could they not accept that? Masaru was just a failure compared to her. Not worth a thing. It was then that he heard a familiar voice from a distance away, glancing up to try and locate it's source. Masaru couldn't quite put his finger on where he had heard it before, but he knew he recognized it. Stopping and turning slightly, he guessed at the rough direction the singing voice was coming from, and started to move again. Sure, he was in one of those moods where he tried to hide away from people, but his curiosity had gotten the better of him. Besides, just because he was heading toward the singing didn't mean he had to stay. It was when the person came into view that Masaru changed his mental plans. He almost instantly recognized Takuya led down in the grass facing away from him, slowing his pace as to avoid detection. Now this was an opportunity he didn't have very often. Sneaking up on his friend. He noticed the other first year had stopped singing, freezing from fear he had been detected, but then heard him start muttering to himself. He just managed to catch what he said, and a confused look came over his features, before finishing sneaking up on Takuya. "Can't just tell who?" Masaru asked with a grin, hoping he was close enough to make Takuya jump, before quickly laying down next to him on the grass. He was hoping the other boy wouldn't recognize the look in his eyes. The one place that seemed the easiest to see through his mask. It's why he avoided eye contact when he was in his darker moods. [/style] [style=position: relative; z-index: 2; text-align: center; background: #856363; display: block; margin-top: -30px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: helvetica neue; text-indent: 10px; line-height: 12px; color: #800000;]←↑EVEN IF THEY LEAD NOWHERE?↓→[/style]

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[style= font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; color:#000000; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-varient: small-caps;]by BRITZ of OTE[/style]

[Leandur Takuya]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][cs=2][style=border-top: 3px solid #fc1539;] [/style] [style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25; padding-left: 5px; border-bottom: 5px solid #e9bfc6; line-height: 14px;] ★ You better run, run, run, run, run [/style] [style=font-size: 12px; text-align: right; padding-right: 5px; ] 더는 못 봐 걷어차 줄래 [/style] [style=font-family: terminal; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;]471 Words ★ Masaru~ ★ NOTE/COMMENT HERE ★ TEMPLATE BY RIMY OF ON THE EDGE. LYRICS TAKEN FROM RUN DEVIL RUN BY SNSD. ★[/style]

[atrb=width,20%][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;] [/style] [style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;] [/style] [style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;][/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=ffffff] [style=width: 350px; height: 340px; overflow: auto; background-color: #e6e3e3;] That feeling of being watched just kept on getting stronger, he was ignoring it, if it was anyone important they would surface by themselves. He cracked his neck, and moved to sit up cleaning off his clothes. As much as he liked coming out here, he was always either getting his clothes dirty, and well something like that. Takuya heard the slight steps of the person's shoes, probably another kid whose curiosity got the better of them. It did seem to happen a lot in these schools, and he was not sure what to think of that. He couldn't say it annoyed him, he did feel sometimes like it was a game to stalk people here as well. He jumped out of his skin, and turned to face the one who spoke, he had a bit of a glare on his face. Till he of course realized who it was, Masaru how had he not seen that coming. He should have realized that, but there was still things he didn't think about, and he was probably too focused to have noticed. He settled down on the grass again next to Masaru, the headphones were dangling around his neck. "Oh it doesn't matter...so what's up?" He looked at Masa, the boy had his own little issues, every person did. But would anyone notice them probably not. Or at least most people thought that others wouldn't notice them at all, they never really did anymore did they. 'Hm...something is off again...what did they do this time...?'

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It wasn't that he was annoyed, no if he was that wouldn't be right, well if he was annoyed with Masa. But he would let it be for now. Just to see where it got them, and if he would speak up about it on his own. If not then he would get it out of him like he always did. He wondered if he was trying to hide it, there was really no way he could hide it forever, Takuya usually figured it out. He didn't want to make him run off though he hated doing that. But if he raced off he would just chase him down and well it was making sure he was alright. "what ya doing out here? trying to sneak up on me again~"

He turned over and looked at Masa, as if he was trying to read him or maybe just watch him. He hadn't thought he'd see him out here today, he usually either had other things to do. Or he found him when he was walking back to well the place he stayed. 'Should drag him somewhere...but not now...'[/i] He would get the kid away from all of this eventually, another one of there weekend breaks, staying up most of the night or something that was always fun.[/size][/justify][/style]
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[style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25; padding-left: 5px; border-bottom: 5px solid #e9bfc6; line-height: 14px;] You better run, run, run, run, run ★[/style] [style=font-size: 12px; text-align: right; padding-right: 5px;] 날 붙잡아도 관심 꺼둘래 [/style]
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[Hasegawa Masaru]

[atrb=width,570,true][atrb=cellspacing,4,true][atrb=cellpadding,4,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding-top: 10px; background-color: #856363; border: 2px dashed #800000;][style=text-align: center; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 42px; margin-left: -6px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #800000;]SHOULD I GIVE UP?[/style][style=position: relative; z-index: 2; text-align: center; background: #856363; display: block; margin-top: -30px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: helvetica neue; text-indent: 7px; line-height: 11px; color: #800000;]OR SHOULD I KEEP ON CHASING PAVEMENTS?[/style] [style=width: 340px; height: 350px; overflow: auto; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 2px; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 11.5px; line-height: 9px; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: 3px; color: #000000;] Masaru broke into a grin at Takuyas reaction, before resting his head on his crossed arms, and looking up at him slightly. He couldn't help the grin, messing around with his best friend just seemed to help his mood from taking too dark of a turn. Takuya was probably a good influence for him, not that his sister wasn't. But she didn't realize what she was doing to him. How she made him feel when she seemed to do everything so amazingly without any effort. Masaru gave him a curious look when he said it wasn't important, but decided not to pry any further. If it was important, he knew Takuya would tell him. Well, he hoped he would at the least. There was bound to be some form of secrets between people. Takuya knew a fair deal about Masaru, but not all of it. Not the entire break down he had experienced. Not how close he was to just ending it himself but even that he couldn't do right. The scars on his wrist were just an unhealthy reminder he hid so well. " Nothing much really. Just wanted some time to clear my head. Then I heard you singing and wanted to see who it was ," Masaru said with a smile, amber gaze moving to look at Takuya instead of the grass in front of him. It wasn't often that he got the chance to just lay around and enjoy the sunshine. It made a good change. Although, as he turned to look a bit closer at Takuya he realized that he had already realized something must have been wrong. Or at the least it looked like he knew something was wrong. Dammit, his friend knew him far too well, but he still tried to hide it. Get away with keeping that part of him hidden. He gave a gentle sigh and turned over, staring at the clouds overhead instead of making eye contact. Was Takuya going to try and figure out what was wrong with him? Masaru knew the other teenager worried about him, so it wouldn't be completely unexpected for him to do so. As his almost unnatural amber gaze shifted from the wide expanse of blue to look at Takuya. Yeah, he was definitely trying to read what was wrong with him. Whether it was through his face or eyes, he wasn't sure, but he was trying. "Actually, sneaking up on you was an added bonus. I was actually coming this way to relax a bit ," Masaru said with a reassuring smile. It wasn't a complete smile, relaxing had been part of his plan of action. It was more to just suffer in his thoughts alone without being surrounded by people inside the dorm or on the street. [/style] [style=position: relative; z-index: 2; text-align: center; background: #856363; display: block; margin-top: -30px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: helvetica neue; text-indent: 10px; line-height: 12px; color: #800000;]←↑EVEN IF THEY LEAD NOWHERE?↓→[/style]

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[style= font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; color:#000000; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-varient: small-caps;]by BRITZ of OTE[/style]

[Leandur Takuya]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][cs=2][style=border-top: 3px solid #fc1539;] [/style] [style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25; padding-left: 5px; border-bottom: 5px solid #e9bfc6; line-height: 14px;] ★ You better run, run, run, run, run [/style] [style=font-size: 12px; text-align: right; padding-right: 5px; ] 더는 못 봐 걷어차 줄래 [/style] [style=font-family: terminal; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;]416 Words ★ Masaru~ ★ NOTE/COMMENT HERE ★ TEMPLATE BY RIMY OF ON THE EDGE. LYRICS TAKEN FROM RUN DEVIL RUN BY SNSD. ★[/style]
[atrb=width,20%][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;] [/style] [style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;] [/style] [style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;][/style]	[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=ffffff] [style=width: 350px; height: 340px; overflow: auto; background-color: #e6e3e3;] Takuya didn'treally think much, he was happy having his friend here. It was just not something he had thought about, specially not with what he had been thinking about. His friend seemed to be smirking or smiling one of the two, he was just glad he could have made him. Even if it was by him jumping up like he had because the kid had scared him as well. Eventually he would probably tell him, for now he just didn't want to. He might as well just be patient and wait until he really felt ready to say something to him. "Oh you just wanted to clear your head and wait you heard that...oh sorry..." He didn't know why he was saying sorry but he didn't like people hearing him sing. He would rather not have anyone hear that, so he just tried to keep it to himself the best he could for almost as long as he could. Which never really lasted very long with Masa always sneaking up on him he did it from time to time and it annoyed the boy. But it also made him laugh like no tomorrow at times. He just shook the thoughts away from his mind and looked up at the sky. "Well it's not that bad to be out here so don't worry about it really..." Maybe he was just concerned about it and tried not to think about it all too much anymore. He would have to figure out what was wrong with the boy later when the time was right which hopefully it was soon. And he also could just get what he was supposed to be able to do next. Things just happened and he was not sure if he was going to end up going with all of this. They might as well work on what was about to happen. "Well if ya want to say anything...just go ahead ya know~" He smiled and yawned, almost like he was scooting closer to Masaru, just a bit tired. He knew he might as well ask him later, just before they were leaving. To make sure he was telling, the boy cared about him anyway, so it wasn't like he was doing something really wrong. Not like he was stalking him or something, he just had a certain side of him that cared a lot about him. As much as he didn't always seem to show it, or he did in his own little ways. [/style]
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][cs=2] [style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25; padding-left: 5px; border-bottom: 5px solid #e9bfc6; line-height: 14px;] You better run, run, run, run, run ★[/style] [style=font-size: 12px; text-align: right; padding-right: 5px;] 날 붙잡아도 관심 꺼둘래 [/style] [style=border-bottom: 3px solid #fc1539;] [/style]

[Hasegawa Masaru]

[atrb=width,570,true][atrb=cellspacing,4,true][atrb=cellpadding,4,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding-top: 10px; background-color: #856363; border: 2px dashed #800000;][style=text-align: center; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 42px; margin-left: -6px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #800000;]SHOULD I GIVE UP?[/style][style=position: relative; z-index: 2; text-align: center; background: #856363; display: block; margin-top: -30px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: helvetica neue; text-indent: 7px; line-height: 11px; color: #800000;]OR SHOULD I KEEP ON CHASING PAVEMENTS?[/style] [style=width: 340px; height: 350px; overflow: auto; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 2px; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 11.5px; line-height: 9px; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: 3px; color: #000000;] Masaru couldn't help but shake his head slightly when Takuya apologized for singing. Again. The slightly older teenager needed to hurry up and realize it was nothing to apologize for. People expressed themselves differently, and Takuya was lucky for having a voice like he did. Masaru just sucked when it came to singing. Art was his forte. " Hey, I've told you before, you don't need to apologize for singing. If anything you need to make me pay for the free show ," Masaru joked, voice light a cheery, contrasting with his recent thoughts. He was growing far too used to faking it. The smile, the cheer, the slightest hint of a laugh if something was amusing enough. He was one of those people that could easily change how he came across, but those masks we're growing too heavy to hold. Masaru was beginning to slip up more often. When other boy mentioned just saying anything, he knew he had been caught out by the other male. His amber, bordering on red, gaze suddenly focused on the other male, tilting his head slightly to look at his companion. Takuya was one of Masaru's closest friends, but knowing he could read him quite as well as he did was quite scary. Not in a bad way, he just sometimes suspected the other male knew him better than he knew himself. " You ever wonder if anyone would even notice if you just disappeared one day? If anyone would even care?" Masaru said, looking up at the sky, not wanting to see his friends reaction. Takuya was probably the only person he'd ever say this to. He a reached a hand up, trailing it through the messy black locks, before leaving his arm over his eyes and letting out a breath. He was mentally preparing himself for Takuya to yell at him for being an idiot. That of course people would miss him. But Masaru wouldn't believe him. Not for a second. His father hated his guts, he was probably border lining on depression, and yet no one seemed to realize it. [/style] [style=position: relative; z-index: 2; text-align: center; background: #856363; display: block; margin-top: -30px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: helvetica neue; text-indent: 10px; line-height: 12px; color: #800000;]←↑EVEN IF THEY LEAD NOWHERE?↓→[/style]

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[style= font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; color:#000000; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-varient: small-caps;]by BRITZ of OTE[/style]

[Leandur Takuya]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][cs=2][style=border-top: 3px solid #fc1539;] [/style] [style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25; padding-left: 5px; border-bottom: 5px solid #e9bfc6; line-height: 14px;] ★ You better run, run, run, run, run [/style] [style=font-size: 12px; text-align: right; padding-right: 5px; ] 더는 못 봐 걷어차 줄래 [/style] [style=font-family: terminal; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;]390 Words ★ lots of people~ ★ NOTE/COMMENT HERE ★ TEMPLATE BY RIMY OF ON THE EDGE. LYRICS TAKEN FROM RUN DEVIL RUN BY SNSD. ★[/style]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=ffffff] [style=width: 350px; height: 340px; overflow: auto; background-color: #e6e3e3;] He looked up at his friend, there was always something about him, he needed help. They all did, but Takuya couldn't help anyone else, no he could at least try to help Masa though. Keep him from falling further and hurting himself, there was things about him he didn't know and then things he did know. He was more concerned about his friend, so he just shoved his little apology moment aside and wondering what he could do. He knew he was going to do his best, Takuya would never let anything happen. If he knew about it, he would actually do something that's all he was thinking about. "Heh~ wouldn't have to, you are my friend after all" He sighed and just relaxed a bit, no reason to get all tense over it. Masa was the one who had heard him, not someone else. Most others he would run away from, and just hope they hadn't heard or seen him. It was better to avoid people when one didn't want them to know what he could do. He didn't know what to think though, he always knew when something was off with Masa, well almost always anyway. He just never told him, it was something that he wished the boy would change. Holding onto it on his own was not a good thing, but it had never been. He had his own secrets they all did, but things would just go the way they did. And he'd be there to catch Masa when he fell, and lift him back up again.'Just have to get him to open up some....great that'll be so easy...' He had tried before and it had frustrated him, but not like he'd give it up, if he did then he wasn't really Masa's friend. "Sometimes...but don't we all..."

[/color] He wasn't sure what brought that up, but he had thought about that for sometime, well when he wasn't around Masa usually. The boy could see somethings about him, though some things didn't help at all of that. "But you have me here...and I'd miss ya...probably hunt ya down to."[/color] He would of course, he wanted to keep his friend as close to him as he could. He looked at him and wondered what might happen next, there was just something off still. "Masa...you aren't alone...even if you can't believe it yet...it's true..."[/color] He wasn't yelling at him, not like he was in the mood to.

He wanted to make sure he was alright, and would always be, they should really spend some time together this weekend. It would be better for him to get away from his house right.[/size][/justify][/style]
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[Hasegawa Masaru]

[atrb=width,570,true][atrb=cellspacing,4,true][atrb=cellpadding,4,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding-top: 10px; background-color: #856363; border: 2px dashed #800000;][style=text-align: center; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 42px; margin-left: -6px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #800000;]SHOULD I GIVE UP?[/style][style=position: relative; z-index: 2; text-align: center; background: #856363; display: block; margin-top: -30px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: helvetica neue; text-indent: 7px; line-height: 11px; color: #800000;]OR SHOULD I KEEP ON CHASING PAVEMENTS?[/style] [style=width: 340px; height: 350px; overflow: auto; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 2px; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 11.5px; line-height: 9px; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: 3px; color: #000000;] Masaru couldn't help the slightest hint of a smile at Takuya, glad he had him as a friend. What on earth he had done to deserve him, he didn't know, but he was one of the few consistent good influences on him. He was almost always there to look out for him. Why on earth did the other male care about him? All that Masaru was a screw up, a complete screw up. A screw up that would be so painfully alone without him around. Sure, he had other friends. Sure, he could smile and pretend he was a remotely normal teenager. But, was he really? Deep down could he even consider himself normal? If anything he was broken. Damaged goods. Not worth anyone’s time or effort. It was why he was so confused over how Takuya could possibly want to be his friend. Who wants to spend there time with a screw up that can’t even see his family without just falling further into depression? Masaru attempted to move his thoughts on from that, instead moving his arm slightly to peer at Takuya from under it. He was probably right, most people thinking whether or not they’d be missed, but Masaru reckoned very few thought about acting on it. Just up and going one day. Not caring where they would go, just away from where they were. ” Y-Yeah, you’re right. Everyone has those days they want to get away ,” Masaru said, forcing the slightest hint of a laugh to his voice to play it off as a joke. He did it a lot, whenever he said something that he was truly thinking, how he truly felt, he just played it off as a joke, or a random thoughts because of something he’d read or watched. Very few people would realize that, if anyone. It was why he had to be careful around Takuya. The other male was so hard to read, he’d never be able to tell if he realized or not. ” I know you are…” Masaru said with a gentle sigh, rolling over onto his stomach and resting his head on his arm. What was wrong with him today? Why couldn‘t he stop himself thinking about it? About all those dark things his friend should never see.[/style] [style=position: relative; z-index: 2; text-align: center; background: #856363; display: block; margin-top: -30px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: helvetica neue; text-indent: 10px; line-height: 12px; color: #800000;]←↑EVEN IF THEY LEAD NOWHERE?↓→[/style]

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[Leandur Takuya]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][cs=2][style=border-top: 3px solid #fc1539;] [/style] [style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25; padding-left: 5px; border-bottom: 5px solid #e9bfc6; line-height: 14px;] ★ You better run, run, run, run, run [/style] [style=font-size: 12px; text-align: right; padding-right: 5px; ] 더는 못 봐 걷어차 줄래 [/style] [style=font-family: terminal; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;]349 Words ★ Masa~ ★ NOTE/COMMENT: Lame post, lame post sorries...but muse is working again! ★ TEMPLATE BY RIMY OF ON THE EDGE. LYRICS TAKEN FROM RUN DEVIL RUN BY SNSD. ★[/style]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=ffffff] [style=width: 350px; height: 340px; overflow: auto; background-color: #e6e3e3;] Taku hated seeing this, his friend looked like he was falling apart, or maybe it was just he was imagining it, but he wouldn't take that chance. He couldn't forgive himself if something happened, and that was just the way it was. The kid had to be careful what buttons he pushed, or what he did. Not like ticking Masa off more would help, that was just not a good thing for him to do after all of this. He knew that more then anything else, there was some things that he was about to say. And yet there was other things he didn't think he would have to deal with. Takuya didn't look at Masa, though he was just trying to figure something out for them to do other then being here. 'Hm...I'm stealing Masa....at some point...'

[/i] that was all he thought, if he had said it out loud that might have been awkward. Because of course it could have many different reasons, or meanings to it.

Takuya started messing with his hair, trying to fix it sorta, it had gotten a bit messed up. But he just shook his head and it fixed itself, usually did. "You know Masa...we should go do something....rather then just sit here."[/color] He would do whatever it took just to cheer him up, he had a job but not today so he was in the clear sorta. Unless they randomly needed him, but it was Masa that was his concern. He sighed and just stretched putting his stuff away in his bag. Maybe just a simple wandering around, or who knew. Masa was complicated at times, they both were, it made him wonder if that had to do with why they got along so well. Most of the time anyway.

He really didn't like the thought of his friend questioning every little thing about himself, or acting like this but he couldn't force him to change right away. It was one not his place, and two he was hiding things to...everyone had secrets. Some were just a bit easier to figure out.[/size][/justify][/style]
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[style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25; padding-left: 5px; border-bottom: 5px solid #e9bfc6; line-height: 14px;] You better run, run, run, run, run ★[/style] [style=font-size: 12px; text-align: right; padding-right: 5px;] 날 붙잡아도 관심 꺼둘래 [/style]
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[Hasegawa Masaru]

[atrb=width,570,true][atrb=cellspacing,4,true][atrb=cellpadding,4,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding-top: 10px; background-color: #856363; border: 2px dashed #800000;][style=text-align: center; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 42px; margin-left: -6px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #800000;]SHOULD I GIVE UP?[/style][style=position: relative; z-index: 2; text-align: center; background: #856363; display: block; margin-top: -30px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: helvetica neue; text-indent: 7px; line-height: 11px; color: #800000;]OR SHOULD I KEEP ON CHASING PAVEMENTS?[/style] [style=width: 340px; height: 350px; overflow: auto; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 2px; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 11.5px; line-height: 9px; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: 3px; color: #000000;] Masaru could tell Takuya hated seeing him like this. Hell, all of his friends did, which was why they didn't see this side of him. They saw the smiley and happy Masaru, not this one. It was why he kept his head hidden, pressed into his arms and just listening to his friend. Just laying here made such a change to him, he was enjoying it. Although, you could just tell he was itching for another distraction. Something to take his mind off of that building emotion. Masaru turned his head slightly, just in time to catch Takuya shaking his head in an effort to organize his hair. His own hair was ruffled and messed, reaching near his eyes. He really needed to get it cut, even if the rugged and tousled style seemed to suit him. More than it being cut short did at the least. He sighed as he quickly pushed himself up from his led down position, brushing his front off from the odd strand of grass as his amber gaze flicked to his friends with a soft smile. Slightly forced, but probably one of the truest of his expressions recently. "Yeah, doing something is a better idea than just lazing around here. Although, you have to decide what we do ," Masaru said with the slightest hint of a laugh, offering a hand to help the other male up. He really didn't mind what they did, as long as it could help to get his mind off all the problems weighing down on it. The cinema should still be open, which would hopefully take enough time that he could sneak in the dorm and avoid people. Or they could go down to the beach, or the pier, or the arcade. It was surprising, there was so much to do in the town, but most of the time people didn't even realize it. {Ugh, short post was short and fail. I suppose we could leave it here and have them do something different if you want. Just say in teh c-box}[/style] [style=position: relative; z-index: 2; text-align: center; background: #856363; display: block; margin-top: -30px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: helvetica neue; text-indent: 10px; line-height: 12px; color: #800000;]←↑EVEN IF THEY LEAD NOWHERE?↓→[/style]

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