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KUMA: Never Ending Bond, Chapter 2, Part 5 (Translation)

Preface & Prologue Chapter 1, Part 1 & 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6 Chapter 2, Part 1 & 2, Part 3 & 4

A few memorable events from when I accompanied them on tour

X had their major debut on 21 April 1989.

The “BLUE BLOOD TOUR” started on 13 March ‘89, before the release of their debut album, but…

One of the things I did for them was sell tickets when there was a concert on Kyûshû.

It must have been the live at the Kumamoto Postal Savings Hall on 28 April ’89, when the band members told me, “Since Kumamoto is your home area, let your friends know about X’s existence.” Thinking about it now, I had already done similar events by that time.

Still, I didn’t sell a lot of tickets.

No one had heard of the band called X yet, and Kumamoto especially was known around Kyûshû as an area where you didn’t get much of an audience.

On top of that, my friends were all students who had no money.

At any rate, the sales were terrible, I sold 20 tickets at most…

They had found a hall that could fit 800 – 900 people, but in the end, I think there were only about 300 in the audience when the concert began.

That’s the X that can now fill the Tokyo Dome three days in a row.

There was a time when they only had enough of an audience for the front rows.

Looking back… it’s a true story that makes me feel nostalgic.

The “BLUE BLOOD TOUR” ended on 13 June at the Niigata Industrial and Cultural Center, and on 30 July, the band participated in the summer event called “POP ROCKETS ‘89” at Niigata’s Echigo Yuzawa Central Stadium for the first time.

X, who had only just debuted at that time, were the new guys among Unicorn, JUN SKY WALKER(S), as well as ZIGGY, Kinniku Shojo Tai and so on, but on the 29th, the day before the concert, a major incident occurred at the hotel hosting the event…

29 July.

The members of X all arrived ahead of time and stayed at the same hotel as the other bands that were to perform.

At night, they wanted to drink, and since they couldn’t leave the hotel, they mingled with the other bands at the lounge on the hotel’s first floor (the lobby).

The X-members who were there were YOSHIKI-san, HIDE-san, PATA-san.

They started drinking and some time passed… And then some kind of trouble started.

At that point, PATA-san was calmly talking to the staff at the distant counter, I was talking to a member of ZIGGY I was on good terms with, and HIDE-san was also hanging out with members of JUSTY NASTY.

In all that, I didn’t catch the details of YOSHIKI-san’s conversation because we were sitting apart, but his mood was gradually turning grim…

The same moment I heard an enraged YOSHIKI-san yell “You don’t understand! You don’t understand, do you?”, I could hear the sound of breaking glass.

YOSHIKI-san was fighting with a member from another band he had been drinking with.

It’s fortunate that there were no normal guests at the place, but members of the other bands were injured by splinters of the broken glass… Someone stepped in with “There’s the event and the concert tomorrow, so stop it already,” and for the moment, YOSHIKI-san acknowledged that and relented.

However…

Since the rooms where the members of X and the members of the other bands were staying were all on the same floor, soon it was passed on that “After the bar (in the lobby) closes, let’s keep drinking in the hallway on the _th floor.” After that, everyone went up in the elevator one after another.

Before HIDE-san, who had been drinking with the members of JUSTY NASTY the entire time, went up, he said to me, “Kumamoto, I’ll go up ahead. Just bring us some alcohol, we’ll keep drinking in the room,” and I replied, “Got it,” and went to bring up some bourbon and ice.

But since YOSHIKI-san was still in the lobby, I thought, why not go up together, and let one elevator pass me by.

When the next cabin came down, I called out, “YOSHIKI-san, are you coming?”

Then, suddenly, the guy YOSHIKI-san had been arguing with showed up, and the three of us got into the elevator together.

The moment the elevator began to move, for no reason that I can remember and without having said more than a few words, a massive fight broke out between them, and I, stuck in the middle of it, could only think, “What is happening?”

The elevator only went up a few floors, but never had a span of time felt so long…

The bottles I was holding were smashed with a bursting sound, the elevator cabin shook terribly. I, a student in the first year of high school at that time, could only cower down and say, “Uh, let’s not do that.”

The moment the elevator arrived at its destination and its doors opened, the two who had started the fight took it outside…  That was already a terrible situation.

It’s not like X, having only just debuted, had a lot of staff, and not knowing who to turn to, I went to HIDE-san’s room and cried, “YOSHIKI-san!! It’s YOSHIKI-san!!”

And HIDE-san in the room said, “What? What’s going on?” and came out at once.

The unity between the X-members was so ridiculously strong at that time that the moment HIDE-san saw YOSHIKI-san fight, he joined in… Goin berserk while wielding the flowerpots and ashtrays that were in the hallway… That time was truly terrifying.

After the uproar had been going on for a while, people from the hotel appeared and sternly said, “Everyone, please go to your rooms at once.”... YOSHIKI-san, having somewhat calmed down at that point, complied and the other members all also returned to their rooms.

But, the fight was not yet over…

There was a large public bath on the top floor of the hotel, and when the people of another office and the members of the bands attached to them all said, “Let’s get in the bath,” the members of the bands not going once again started drinking in the hallway in no time.

In the beginning, everyone was cheerfully getting along as they drank, but… As they got increasingly drunk, they started flipping out at a loud volume.

Consequently, the people from the hotel summoned the production staff and the managers, and everyone was angry at everyone.

Even though they earnestly apologized, HIDE-san and YOSHIKI-san were called out in particular, and in the meantime, it was HIDE-san who got into another fight with the people at the front desk.

Seeing this, the staff decided that “It seems like the members shouldn’t be in this place,” and YOSHIKI-san and HIDE-san left right through the front office.

When the fans who had been waiting outside the hotel saw them, they rushed forward until the entire glass front of the hotel shattered.

With no idea what was happening anymore, I and the other associated people were endlessly apologizing to the people from the hotel… According to what I heard later, when YOSHIKI-san and HIDE-san left the office, they were swiftly taken to some place in someone’s car.

It seems like the members of the bands that had nothing to do with all that kept drinking until morning without worrying about the fuss…

Due to these circumstances, all the staff were completely exhausted before the “POP ROCKETS ‘89” performance. I remember them saying, “It’s sooo hard,” while making the outdoor preparations under the blazing sun.

Be that as it may, the fee for the destruction at that hotel was staggeringly high.

It seems like the carpet on the floor they went berserk on had to be replaced completely, even the parts that weren’t stained… Switched out on the entire floor.

Since that happened at a time when X was not yet making a lot of money, HIDE-san reported in shock, “I was charged several times my salary.”

Chapter 2, Part 6 & 7

[runalongprincevaliant]

It’s so obvious why they’re trying to ban Al Jazeera. Isra-hell trying to hide their evil deeds and war crimes.

[freaky-flawless]

Here's a Reddit post with Amazon links to the Creepros! As of the time of posting this they're open for pre-order!

[ladysophiebeckett]

marcela demanding and having access to his bank statements is insane. it just gets glossed over and never brought up again. this is not normal behavior.

[catboydan]

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[nerdomancer]

trying to plan for the future in our current economic system vs. my sheer overwhelming disdain for economics more complex than bartering

[tendebill]

[wip]

update: i have managed to do all the stuff i need for tomorrow/this week (i think. i hope.) and decided to treat myself by working on this seph piece a bit more :']

[the-rogue-mockingjay]

babygirl's apartment is now almost completely decorated!!! Just needs a couple lamps, a couple little tables, an orchestrion, and a few plants and boom, mission accomplished!! Oh and a couple more designs for the blank walls flkjghlfdjkgh but we'll get there :)

A million thank-yous to @coldshrugs for coming up with the base design and helping me figure out how tf to do this housing thing! ❤️❤️❤️

Bonus close-up of Puck under the cut because he's such a funny little gremlin and I love him:

he's lion king-ing that little rock lmao

[hellgiven]

i just got one of my christmas gifts from my husband and that's only cause it will pair with my outfit for tomorrow night's christmas party ( according to him pfft ) ...and you know what ? not even upset .

[thursdayg1rl]

killing myself in front of the houses of parliament to change their life tragectories forever. and then maybe they will consider trying to make life easier for people in abusive situations

[repulsion]

Looking at housing in [city] and GAGGING

[iicraft505]

what is it about being in this apartment and being conked over the head with dysphoria

[cgear]

( oh yea btw im not dead here i’ve just been overwhelmed w life and anxiety and focusing on emmet bc he’s my skrunkly but i’ll do stuff here eventually )

[doublesidedgemini]

Tw: fast talk and I’m super mad and angry in this post it’s v bad vibes

Oh my god I just ended a 36 hour fast only to find out my sister ate my fucking vegan chicken nuggets I’m gonna kill this bitch for real dude you absolute fucking JACK ASS

She had the audacity to say to my face “well there’s pizza”

Bitch I need protein fuck you dude I don’t have the fucking money to go out and buy more fucking food right now BITCH WE DONT EVEN HAVE PB IN THE HOUSE AJFKSJWBFJZISNAHXHD

[sergeantjessi]

THE SCHLANKET GOT JAMBO ON THE OTHER SIDE

this honestly just made it 300% harder not to buy it

[jellys-compendium]

Bodyguard!Nanami Headcanons

Rating: Explicit (18+ only, Minors DNI)

Pairing: Nanami x F!Reader Cw: smut, p in v sex, masturbation, cunnilingus, mutual pining, mentions of violence, jealousy Wc: ~1K A/n: Just some Bodyguard!Nanami brainrot here folks. I'm slowly getting more practice writing for this absolute beast of a man. 💙

Bodyguard!Nanami is a professional that takes all of his contracts seriously. He's the best of the best when it comes to keeping people alive. Enlisted by a mysterious figure with a deep need for secrecy and an even deeper bank account, Nanami is assigned to you. His mission? To protect you using any means necessary.

Bodyguard!Nanami whose relationship with you starts out awkward and rocky. You're not in the market for a babysitter, and you certainly don't need this massive man looming over your shoulder day in and day out. But despite your protests, Nanami quietly does his job without fault, a protective presence that you find yourself getting used to--sometimes even craving.

Bodyguard!Nanami who sparks the curiosity and intrigue of those in your elite social circle. Wherever did you get such a handsome and loyal bulldog? Does he do tricks? Is he as ferocious as he appears? Will he really take a bullet for you? Does he fuck you as rigorously as he protects you?

Bodyguard!Nanami who senses your anger at their hungry stares and mockery of him, and grounds your piquant fury by resting a heavy hand on your shoulder. 'Let it be.'

Bodyguard!Nanami who two months into his contract realizes that he has his work cut out for him protecting you. With your fierce determination, dazzling intellect, and smart mouth there is very little that actually frightens you. And that frightens him.

Bodyguard!Nanami who honors his contract to the letter, putting himself in the line of fire to shield you from whatever threat comes your way. Imagine Nanami's surprise when it's you who ends up pushing him out of harm's way instead.

Bodyguard!Nanami who chastises you the moment he gets you alone for putting yourself at risk for his sake. It doesn't matter that he had a gun pointed to his head, above all else his job is to protect you.

Bodyguard!Nanami who initially, only touches you when necessary--pointedly ignoring the stinging bite of envy along his inner cheek when he sees your suitors' hands indulging in your soft curves so nonchalantly. Their fingers on yours, resting at the small of your back, brushing along your shoulder. It takes every once of restraint Nanami possesses to keep himself from ripping their arms out of their sockets.

Bodyguard!Nanami who takes solace in the fact that even though he's not considered your equal in your social circle, he's the one who knows you from the inside out. He's studied you each and every day, listened to your tipsy murmuring on those long, quiet night drives back home, felt your body melt into his whenever he carried you to your bed. Nanami knows the name of your childhood pet, recognizes the hidden tilt in your voice when you're discouraged, knows that your most favorite thing to do in the world is to try out new recipes with him on rainy Sunday mornings.

Bodyguard!Nanami who groans with pleasured frenzy in the shower as he fists his thick cock to the thought of you. Fantasizing about your body, your eyes, your smell, your taste--arching and coming to the dizzying thought of the sweet sounds you'd make under the rapture of his tongue. But he knows he can't touch you. You're his contract, not his lover.

Bodyguard!Nanami whose desire becomes more difficult to control and near impossible to hide with each passing day. His gaze follows you everywhere you go, drinking in your movement, holding you with his eyes. Nanami desperately wants to kiss you, feel you and fuck you until he can't tell where he ends and you begin. What would his pretty boss sound like coming on his tongue? He wonders.

Bodyguard!Nanami whose self-restraint snaps on that fateful afternoon when you prance out of your bedroom in that beautiful yellow sundress that he's imagined fucking you in countless times. Nanami is on you like a hurricane, pulling up your skirt and nearly tearing off your panties before eating your cunt like a man starved. Frenzied, your bodyguard pins you to the nearest surface and locks your hips in the crux of his strong arms. He delights in your excited moan, growling against your sensitive flesh, sucking and licking your folds and clit until they're twitching and swollen. Nanami won't rest until you're whimpering, trembling, and have drenched him down to his chest with your glistening arousal.

Bodyguard!Nanami who becomes addicted to your flavor, the scent of your sex, and the chorus of your pleasure. He'll eat you out whenever you'll let him but fucking you is a line he won't cross. He'd sever his arm before he'd sully your reputation in the service of his own desire.

Bodyguard!Nanami who never takes days off because a day away from you is nothing short of agony. It is only at your prolonged insistence that he takes some vacation time to go and visit his family out of town for a few days.

Bodyguard!Nanami who stifles his panic when he receives an emergency call on one of his rare days off that you'd been taken for ransom. The words 'she's gone' screeching in his eardrums as Nanami drops everything, immediately ending the call and opening the tracking app on his phone. He traces your last steps in a mad race against time to find you.

Bodyguard!Nanami who tears through an army to get to you, crushing every opponent that stands in his way with no mercy. Whatever their plan, whatever the weapons in their hands, in the end Nanami will always make it to you. Disheveled, panting, purple knuckled, and dripping crimson. The moment Nanami gets his hands on you he frees you from your bonds and holds you close, thanking every god he can think of by name. You're alive. You're alive and safe.

Bodyguard!Nanami who makes love to you that same night he thought he'd lost you forever. He meets you by moonlight, wordless confessions hanging heavy in the cool, blue air before the two of you melt into each another. Nanami strips you naked and worships you with his tongue, loving you tenderly with his lips, gently stretching you open on his girthy cock--wide and trembling and wanting just for him. With teeth on your throat, Nanami groans at the feeling of your sharp nails digging into his back, thrusting deeply into your eager little cunt that squeezes and milks him so affectionately with each surge forward. Swallowing your moans, Nanami paints and restores every line of your form with his reverent hands. All night long, your loyal bodyguard works diligently to put your pieces back together and return you to your rightful place--safe and happy in his arms.