Satiine Chapter 2 Pt 1

((This song by Patti Smith))1

"Take me now baby here as I am 2

pull me close, try and understand 3

desire is hunger and the fire I breathe 4

love is a banquet on which we feed.." Ryoko sang into the mike and gave Nokiko the thumbs up. Nokiko nodded and adjusted her head set. Today they had scheduled a long practice in the studio her father had built for them. Their new co worker whom Lia had hired so they could practice was watching over the front desk. The store was doing pretty well, but every now and then model execs and journalists were stopping by. Actually, Izanami had to call the police a few times..who were more than happy to be of service to the quartet  of lovely ladies. 5

"Nami-Chan..." ,Midori the new girl. Izanami put her hand up in the air and brought it down quickly. All the music stopped shortly. "I'm coming!!"Izanami called and ran out the curtain door. SLAM 6

"AYA!!!" Izanami yelped as she ran headlong into something hard and squishy. "Oh!! I'm so sorry!!'Someone apologized in a sweet, alluring, but most definitely male voice. Before She opened her eyes Izanami could hear Midori laughing in the background. "Here.."He said and offered Izanami a hand. Izanami looked up ever so slowly, starting from the bottom. The pants were rather tight, and the cut was most definitely meant for girls, when she got to the upper half of his body she saw he was also wearing a rather feminine blouse. He was a cross dresser, in the not so extreme. He was also wearing clear lip gloss, and eye liner. "My goddess he's fucking gorgeous.." Izanami thought and let him help her up. He had the most stunning silver eyes...7

"Hi there..Umm..I called Nokiko about the bass player job...?"He asked. Izanami took the chance to give him a quick study. He was standing like a grade school kid, with his hands behind his back. His face was absolutely angelic and innocent in it's beauty..but his eyes screamed true deviant!! Izanami found his playful cuteness incredibly endearing. Not ironically, he couldn't stop staring at Izanami. To him, she was breathtaking. "Yeah..sure you got the job!"Izanami said quickly. He laughed. "I haven't even played for you..You don't know my name!"He said. Midori giggled again. Izanami turned her head and glared viral daggers of evil doom at her. "What's your name?!" Izanami asked. He smiled and pushed at the hair in his face. "Touga..Shall I play then?"He asked. Izanami nodded and guided him back into the room. They jammed for hours on end, by the time they were finished Midori had all ready left the store and locked up. "Oi..Umm..Why don;t you stay the night in our apartment above?" Nokiko asked. Izanami's eyes bulged and she pinched Nokiko hard on the back. "What the hell is she thinking?!"Izanami asked in a heavy whisper to Lia. "Sure.."They heard him agree. CRASH8

Izanami was lying on the ground making a very strange face. "Oh..And you can share Izanami's room. Since she is the only one without a room mate.." Nokiko added mercilessly. "AHHHH!!!" Izanami was bolting through the curtain with two of the girls. "NAMI-CHAN WHAT ARE YOU RUNNING FROOOOOOOM!!" Nokiko shouted and dragged Touga on in behind them.9

-Chapter 2 Pt 2 Next-10

Author notes

Short and sweet, Im kinda busy. Sorry for all the errors I havent had a chance to edit.

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  • TooRainbow
    November 18, 2005
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    This is turning into quite an interesting story indeed. I hope you will continue with it soon. I'm really hooked on your characters. I do have an editorial suggestion, though. It seems like what you have titled "Chapter One" is really a prologue to the piece, whereas this portion is more like a first chapter. It's only my opinion...either way, you really have something here. I hope you won't abandon the effort. It's well worth completing. Thanks for the read. I will be watching for future installments.
    Sheryl