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Toki no Kaze [Formerly known as: Stealing Time]	By : ThexShinya Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > X Japan Views: 2964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Yoshiki scrunched his face in pain and reached up to rub his eyes. "What the fuck?" he said as he looked at his bandaged hand and noticed his unfamiliar surroundings. "Mr. Hayashi, you've come around," said a nearby dark-haired woman in scrubs. "What the fuck happened?" asked the groggy drummer as the woman jotted his stats down on a clipboard. "It seems that one of your assistants found you unconscious and in a pool of blood this morning. You gave her one hell of a scare, so she called the ambulance. And lucky she did- you had a good amount of blood loss when you got here. It could have been serious if she hadn't found you." Yoshiki groaned as his memories came flooding back into his mind. "I need to get out of here. I've got work to do," he said making his way to the edge of the bed to stand up. "Just take it easy and I'll go call your assistant. We have to sign you out first anyhow," replied the nurse putting a hand on the blonde man's shoulder and handing him a cup of water. "Is my hand going to be okay?" he asked before gulping down the glass of water. "You'll need to take it easy for a few weeks so you don't rip your stitches," said the nurse while refilling the cup. The blonde man sat back and let out a deep sigh as the woman left the room. Great, this is just what I needed, he thought to himself. He looked around the room but saw no trace of his clothing. He would be stuck until his assistant came and brought him his clothes and signed him out. Also just what I need- to be stuck in a fucking room with nothing but my thoughts.

By 5pm that evening, Yoshiki was glad to be out of the hospital and walking into his studio. He had carefully instructed his assistant to make sure no one in the studio questioned him about his bandaged hand. To take further measures, he had decided to wear a jacket as an attempt to conceal his injury. He was already very frustrated and the last thing he needed to deal with was superficial sympathy from his employees. His workers could tell when they were better off staying out of his way as this was certainly "one of those days" he was infamous for having. "Yoshiki-san," his receptionist greeted him as he walked in. "Heath-san's management is on the phone for you." Yoshiki's eyes widened behind his dark sunglasses, but gave away no visible element of surprise away to his employees. With a slight nod, Yoshiki continued into his office. "Could he have heard of my injury and be worried about me?" he wondered to himself, with unintentional egotism.

Shutting the door behind him, Yoshiki clicked the speaker phone button and sat down in the black leather chair behind his shiny black fiberglass desk. "Takahashi-san," began the interested party. "Yoshiki-san, I have just had a meeting with Heath-san yesterday." Yoshiki's heart jumped at the mention of Heath's name. "Hai?" "We have been discussing his contract and upcoming involvement with Extasy and X JAPAN." "Yes, we should begin the tour within the next 2 months. We need to get his contract renewed as soon as possible so there are no delays for the Thailand and South Korea shows." "After much discussion, it seems that my client would like to politely decline the renewal of his contract." The moment the words escaped Takahashi-san's lips, Yoshiki felt his face burn as all of the blood rushed to his head. He leaned forward in his seat, "Excuse me?" "My apologies on behalf of my client. He did not wish to reveal his reasoning to me, but he is adamant that he will not be involving himself in future activities with neither Extasy Records nor X JAPAN." "HOW THE FUCK CAN HE DOES SOMETHING LIKE THIS? WE ALREADY HAVE TOUR DATES SCHEDULED! HE CAN'T FUCKING DO THIS!" "Yoshiki-san-" the manager attempted to continue. "YOU TALK TO HIM AND YOU FIX THIS OR I'LL FUCKING SUE HIM IF HE DOES THIS TO ME! AND HE'LL NEVER WORK IN THIS INDUSTRY AGAIN!" Yoshiki ripped the phone from it's cable and slammed it down.

Just outside his office door his employees could feel the anger radiating from within. Everyone braced themselves as the door flung open and a temperamental rock star burst out. The receptionist gritted her teeth and looked down in hopes that she would not be somehow in his way. "WATANABE-SAN!" he said wheeling around and pointing at her. "Hai, Yoshiki-san?" she replied with the most neutral voice she could manage. "TELL MY MANAGER TO CALL ME IMMEDIATELY!" "Yes sir," replied the young woman as she quickly picked up the telephone. Everyone cleared out of the hallway as Yoshiki swiftly made his exit. Blind with anger, he immediately jumped into his Bentley and sped off.
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Toki no Kaze [Formerly known as: Stealing Time]