p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"uspan style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: oblique; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"One./span/u/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"u/uThe first time Kunikida Doppo met Oda Sakunoske the only thought that ran through his mind was how beautiful the man in front of him was. Kunikida had never been the type to fall in love with someone as soon as he met them, hell most of the time he avoided it in fear of them being straight. But this nameless man with the ever so soft looking auburn hair, that was begging to be touched. This man with pale blue eyes that seemed to shimmer with a flash of purple in individual lights, he, he was breathtaking. Like a breeze of autumn air flowing through the apartment./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"uspan style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: oblique; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"Two./span/u/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"u/uSomehow throughout the two weeks in which Oda had been Kunikida's roommate, he had managed to altogether avoid the man. Although Kunikida didn't see himself as a rude man, he knew that for the benefit of both of them, it would be better to avoid the redhead. For now, he knew that his passing infatuation with the man was not as fleeting as he initially thought. Despite his constant attempts at avoiding the man, Oda seemed to always appear at the worst of times. Today it seemed as though he was purposely showing miles and miles of his beautiful sinuous pale flesh just for Kunikida too see./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"When he heard the man get out of the shower, he hadn't meant t to look. Still, the slamming of the bathroom door had bought his attention well until he saw that the man of his recent affections would be stood in front of their bathroom, light shining behind him as though he was an angel. With the way, drops of water were falling from his hair onto his well-defined abs he mas as well be. Kunikida couldn't bring himself to look away, so he continued to the well-defined v that rested just above the fluffy white towel around his waist and, oh god he should probably go no further. That was until a loud cough from the angelic man in front of him filled the room and Kunikida realised just how long he'd been staring with bought a red flush to his checks and the man spoke and once again Kunikida knew that he would have no answer./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"uspan style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: oblique; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"Three./span/u/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"It had now been at least a year since Oda had moved in as Kunikida's roommate and things were getting better, Kunikida could finally be in the same room as the man without experiencing a hot flush, and although he wasn't quite over the constant ethereal beauty of the man, he knew that at least now he could hold a conversation without words getting caught in his throat. That was until one night when Oda came home from doing whatever he had been doing. Kunikida once again had been sat at their dining room table, a newspaper in hand, hadn't even noticed that the red-haired beauty had come in and sat down across from him until the man cleared his throat./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"And Oh God Kunikida had never wanted to paint the man more, Oda had been in the wind for too long, his ordinarily perfect auburn lock tousled, making him look slightly ruffled and the light pink blush that covered the freckles that scattered across his sharp nose and high cheeks. Kunikida was so tempted to grab his sketchbook and chalks that had been stashed under the coffee table. Still, he knew that he would never possibly be able to fully capture the instantiable amount of beauty that was sat across from him. And then once again Oda spoke, words that Kunikida could have never expected, words that made the once slight blush across the mans face more profound and his ever so beautiful blue-toned eyes were shinning with something akin to hope, though with the question asked it couldn't possibly be. Still, once again, Kunikida couldn't produce the answer from his throat./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"uspan style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: oblique; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"Four./span/u/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"So tonight I welcome you to my first ever exhibition, an exhibition that is dedicated to the love of my life, Oda Sakunoske. So let me tell you about the pieces, the first two may be the ones that bring about the most questions for they are just blank slates of colour, but they are Oda's colours. The first is the beautiful orange-red colours of his hair, I tried, oh I tried to capture the softness, and for Oda's sake I hope I succeeded. The second is his eyes, his ever-beautiful, ever-changing eyes, at first I thought they were just a pale blue, but they contain the colour of blue a person ever could think of, and in some lights, they almost appear purple. The rest of the pieces in this exhibition are moments, moments I tried painstakingly to capture, for they are moments in which Oda was the most beautiful, though I would argue that his beauty is constant. Still, then the number of pieces in this exhibition would be impossible. So once again I dedicate this exhibition to the love of my life, my beacon of hope, my Oda, for it's the only thing that I could offer him other than the constant, ever-lasting answer of yes to the very last question he asked me."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"u/uThe first time Kunikida Doppo met Oda Sakunoske the only thought that ran through his mind was how beautiful the man in front of him was. Kunikida had never been the type to fall in love with someone as soon as he met them, hell most of the time he avoided it in fear of them being straight. But this nameless man with the ever so soft looking auburn hair, that was begging to be touched. This man with pale blue eyes that seemed to shimmer with a flash of purple in individual lights, he, he was breathtaking. Like a breeze of autumn air flowing through the apartment./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"This, this man was his new roommate, and maybe there was a chance that Kunikida could ignore his indisputable beauty, force himself to believe that he thought of the man in an artistic sense, as someone he wanted to paint across a canvas maybe with oils, no, no there would be no other way to capture his beauty than the subtle tones of watercolours, that way perhaps he would be able to possibly capture the many hues of blues that dance in his eyes. There was a possibility to ignore this sudden infatuation, avoid the man, that was until he spoke. Deep but softly spoken, only six words but Kunikida knew that not only would this man be the end of him but also that the words to form a reply never seemed to make it out of his throat./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"When he heard the man get out of the shower, he hadn't meant t to look. Still, the slamming of the bathroom door had bought his attention well until he saw that the man of his recent affections would be stood in front of their bathroom, light shining behind him as though he was an angel. With the way, drops of water were falling from his hair onto his well-defined abs he mas as well be. Kunikida couldn't bring himself to look away, so he continued to the well-defined v that rested just above the fluffy white towel around his waist and, oh god he should probably go no further. That was until a loud cough from the angelic man in front of him filled the room and Kunikida realised just how long he'd been staring with bought a red flush to his checks and the man spoke and once again Kunikida knew that he would have no answer./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"u/uIt had been two years since that first date, three since the day Oda had entered his apartment and completely took his breath away. And they were happy, together and Kunikida had finally been given the opportunity to paint Oda, to capture his beauty over and over again, somehow it never quite compared though Oda would disagree but then again Oda would insist that Kunikida was prettier than him, though that couldn't be possible, for even after three beautiful years of dating, Oda still took Kunikida's breath away whenever he walked into a room and even more so in moments like now, when he was asleep in the early hours of the morning and Kunikida being ever the early bird could just sit and watch./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;""I know that I haven't known Oda as long as you have as long as his family has, but as the man who loved him and as the man he loved I felt as though it was only right. When I first met Oda you could say it was love at first sight and hell if I don't know that's not the cheesiest thing that I've ever said and we all know that even dead Oda could make this speech better than me, I mean the man was a poet for god sake but he can't so here I am in his stead. Throughout our relationship Oda asked me many questions that I never had an answer to, until last week when he asked me a question where no matter what my answer would have been the same, but as always fate continues to be a cruel and unfeeling creature. I never got to answer Oda's question, but it would have been yes, it would have been the biggest yes in humankind, hell if he wanted me to and knowing him he would, I would have screamed yes from the rooftops. But alas, fate has her ways, so here I am talking while I'd rather be mourning the death of the love of my life, but he deserves this, no matter how bad this eulogy may be. I can't tell you many things about Oda that most of you don't already know, but I can describe him better than I've described anything in my life because he, he is a piece of art and I am just the humble, lonely distraught artist./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.119999885559082px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; caret-color: #2a2a2a; color: #2a2a2a;"So tonight I welcome you to my first ever exhibition, an exhibition that is dedicated to the love of my life, Oda Sakunoske. So let me tell you about the pieces, the first two may be the ones that bring about the most questions for they are just blank slates of colour, but they are Oda's colours. The first is the beautiful orange-red colours of his hair, I tried, oh I tried to capture the softness, and for Oda's sake I hope I succeeded. The second is his eyes, his ever-beautiful, ever-changing eyes, at first I thought they were just a pale blue, but they contain the colour of blue a person ever could think of, and in some lights, they almost appear purple. The rest of the pieces in this exhibition are moments, moments I tried painstakingly to capture, for they are moments in which Oda was the most beautiful, though I would argue that his beauty is constant. Still, then the number of pieces in this exhibition would be impossible. So once again I dedicate this exhibition to the love of my life, my beacon of hope, my Oda, for it's the only thing that I could offer him other than the constant, ever-lasting answer of yes to the very last question he asked me."/p