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“That’s none of your business” he replied easily, cheeks puffed up a bit and expression stern. He couldn’t trust Eichi to have a normal conversation with him when he was, indeed, the very president (and as far as izumi knew) founder of this hell of a club.

Send in 🎡 to be stuck on a Ferris wheel with my muse

“Are you chilly, Eichi?” Wataru asked, breaking the silence. The evening had wound down and before departing the park after watching the Ryusetai live, the two had decided to take a final ride on the Ferris Wheel.

Of course, there had been objections on behalf of Yuzuru and Keito on whether or not Eichi could actually ride a Ferris Wheel, but thanks to Wataru’s swift maneuvering, they evaded the wet blankets that threatened to ruin their good time.

And so they rose to the top. The endless night sky above them and the twinkling lights of the park going further and further below them.The entire moment was magical. To add to the magic the wheel slowed and they were given the highest spot, looking down at the sparkling park below.

lets get physical!

@tenshinoo​ for affection

It shouldn’t be that surprising when it happened, but seeing Eichi in the hospital still caught him off guard. Only this time, the emperor was checking out and he was checking in. Drowsy from the medicine he’d taken, he sleepily smiled up at his classmate, thinking it was curious that he’d stopped to talk to him instead of leaving as soon as he could. 

“Glad you’re feeling well again Tenshouin~☆ I should see you in class soon!” 

The hand on his thigh seemed friendly enough, but his brows furrowed in confusion when the hand dipped between his legs, pulling them apart. Startled when the bed dipped slightly at the weight of a second person, he struggled to drag himself up, yelping quietly when a hand pushed his shoulder back down. 

Upon arrival was it in perfect condition as ever, having one of his servants deliver it to the Wataru house hold, the journal definatly something even the other male’s adoptive parents would recognize as their son’s. Once the journal would be open up to the newest entry would there be the male’s unforgettable handwriting, perfect and neat as ever. All ended beautifully with that signature of his that he had only perfected more and more upon becoming an idol like he always dreamed of.

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Wataru,

It appears my condition has deemed me unable to attend school or unit practice today, my sincerest apologies. Though I am unsure of if the nurses will allow anyone to visit me today, what with how my condition had been the previous night. With that have I written you this entry to keep up to date with you still.

Simply put, last night I had been woken up in a cold sweat, my pulse only rising more and more as I found it harder for myself to breath. My body felt numb, unable to move aside from the small quick movements I was able to do to alert the nurses attention. Luckily however I was treated properly as ever, hooked up to my usual machine for when my lungs seem to fail me and I had taken my assortment of medication.

This morning however I woke up less hellish, thank the Gods. Though I still felt quite hazy, my head pounding just as hard as it had what seemed like hours ago, my body felt limp, unable to move - yet as usual I remained okay with this care I was in. And as I lied here, body feeling as if it was being forced down to the center of Mother Earth herself, those thoughts began clouding my mind.

I certianly know I won’t be alive much longer, as sad as that is to say. Though I do worry …. What would happen to my Fine?

What would happen to Yumenosaki after all I had built it up to?

Certainly Keito would take his place as president, only to pass it down to whomever he deems ready once he graduates but … I wonder how things will be for you three. I can’t imagine how devastated Tori would be, and if by any chance I do pass before having the chance to graduate from this beautiful school I had rebuilt after the war, I would like you to take over in my stead, Wataru. Tori simply isn’t ready yet, and I’m sure once he does a bit more growing once we leave … maybe then will he finally be ready.

Though with these thoughts of what were to happen with me being able to pass on any moment now with how severe my heath is … I can’t help but take each day knowing it’d be my last.

That’s why before I began writing this, once I mustered up enough strength, I had read your previous entries in this journal. I had done everything to remind myself of you. Everything you do … your entire being ever since I was young always felt like more reasons for me to live. Though I always seem to find my heart fluttering every so often whenever I think of you, I don’t take it as any sort of danger. Just thinking of you fills me with such happiness despite everything. You’re such an interesting person, Wataru.

That’s why no matter what I’ll always adore and idolize you.

I always had and I always will.

I do hope to hear back from you soon, feel free to visit me to your heart’s content Your’s Truly,

Put "Hate me, Love me, Miss me." In my askbox and my muse will tell you something about you they hate, something they love, and something they would miss if you left. || @tenshinoo

Something about you that I hate:- “Oh, my...Where do I start~?”- “Kukuku, I’m only joking, or perhaps I’m not~?”- “Hm, while you certainly antagonize me at times, ‘hate’ is such a strong word, no?”- “I suppose I could say that I hate it when you toy with others with such callousness...”- “But, would that not be akin to a pot calling a kettle black, I wonder?”

Something about you that I love:- “I...love how you keep things interesting for me...?”- “...Although ‘tis sometimes at the expense of another??”- “My word...That does not make it any better regardless...”- “That aside, your tea selection is good~ And I do like that you have a professional side, at least. I can be assured about certain things being handled by your...capable hands~”

(Eichi) ‘ Aww, you wouldn’t want to save me then Rei-Kun~? ‘