Masquerade
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Prologue: Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow
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This is the beginning to a story which I hope will be the beginning to...an epic. It (of course) takes place in an AU, since it is primarily Kensuke. I hope that this story grows into its own little world, but for now, it's just this little prologue. Whoo-hoo. Anywa, feedback is appreciated. And, any quotes I might make are most likely taken from Andrew Lloyd Weber's 'Masquerade,' from Andrew Lloyd Weber's "The Phantom of the Opera." And, in addition, the character in this story do not belong to me, as I would take better care of them than their current owners if I had possession of them. I am nowhere near rich enough to be worth a proftiable lawsuit, so don't bother. This story also should contain a romance between two men. If this makes yu feel iffy, feel free to leave. There's a quick way to leave (see that button labeled 'Back'?). Now, proceed.
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"Dai-chan?" The red-haired boy looked up at his friend.
"Yeah?"
"Do you think we'll still be friends after college and we find jobs?" Daisuke thought for a moment, something Ken always thought was cute
'Cute? Why am I thinking that?'
"Of course we will! Ken, we could be miles apart, but I'll always know that my heart is beating in time with yours. So, even if we don't see each other, we'll still be friends." Ken nodded.
"All right." There was a silence, and then he stood up. "Good-bye, Dai-chan." Daisuke stood up, and instead of taking the proffered hand, pulled Ken into a bear hug.
"Here's to seeing you again, Ken-chan." Ken stepped away, and walked for the bus. It would take him to the airport, which would take him to America, where he would attend Harvard Business School. And as he stepped onto the bus, he had an urge to run back, grab Daisuke's hands and
'Do what? Proclaim my undying love for him? Ha! There's more of a chance of Miyako and I getting together than the two of *us*!'
tell him how he felt, say he didn't want to go. Ken sighed. No. He was going to school, and there, he could pretend he didn't miss Daisuke. He could pretend his soul wasn't pining for its mate. He could pretend...he didn't love him.
'I've worn many masks in my life; this is just another one.'
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Prologue: Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow
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This is the beginning to a story which I hope will be the beginning to...an epic. It (of course) takes place in an AU, since it is primarily Kensuke. I hope that this story grows into its own little world, but for now, it's just this little prologue. Whoo-hoo. Anywa, feedback is appreciated. And, any quotes I might make are most likely taken from Andrew Lloyd Weber's 'Masquerade,' from Andrew Lloyd Weber's "The Phantom of the Opera." And, in addition, the character in this story do not belong to me, as I would take better care of them than their current owners if I had possession of them. I am nowhere near rich enough to be worth a proftiable lawsuit, so don't bother. This story also should contain a romance between two men. If this makes yu feel iffy, feel free to leave. There's a quick way to leave (see that button labeled 'Back'?). Now, proceed.
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"Dai-chan?" The red-haired boy looked up at his friend.
"Yeah?"
"Do you think we'll still be friends after college and we find jobs?" Daisuke thought for a moment, something Ken always thought was cute
'Cute? Why am I thinking that?'
"Of course we will! Ken, we could be miles apart, but I'll always know that my heart is beating in time with yours. So, even if we don't see each other, we'll still be friends." Ken nodded.
"All right." There was a silence, and then he stood up. "Good-bye, Dai-chan." Daisuke stood up, and instead of taking the proffered hand, pulled Ken into a bear hug.
"Here's to seeing you again, Ken-chan." Ken stepped away, and walked for the bus. It would take him to the airport, which would take him to America, where he would attend Harvard Business School. And as he stepped onto the bus, he had an urge to run back, grab Daisuke's hands and
'Do what? Proclaim my undying love for him? Ha! There's more of a chance of Miyako and I getting together than the two of *us*!'
tell him how he felt, say he didn't want to go. Ken sighed. No. He was going to school, and there, he could pretend he didn't miss Daisuke. He could pretend his soul wasn't pining for its mate. He could pretend...he didn't love him.
'I've worn many masks in my life; this is just another one.'
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