Prince Hibiya Orihara

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Sat, 08 Sep 2012 16:17:04 -0700

princelyillusion:

“Of course I am feel well,” he responded, allowing only the slightest of frowns to cross his face. “Thank you for inquiring about my well-being. It is quite kind of you when I have been so rude as to not inquire about your own.”

Hibiya took this moment to look up at Delic, now completely gripped under whatever was making him act this way.

“And how are you today, Delic-san, Lord in your own right?”

There was definitely something gone loose inside that head of his, but seeing the prince react so politely to him… well he wasn’t going to complain about it. The host knelt down and grasped one of the prince’s hands, kissing it gently before he looked to other directly in those golden eyes of his.

“I am doing quite marvelously now that you’ve asked, dear prince. I must say having you be this well mannered is a rather pleasant change I look forward to seeing more of.”

Hibiya’s eyes shone for a moment when Delic kissed his hand. Almost as if he were awed by the affection and care that Delic was giving him.

He blinked at Delic’s response.

“Am I not normally this well mannered? If that is the case I am most sincerely sorry for the rudeness. I shall do my best to remedy the situation and always show you the manners that a prince should to one so loyal as thee.”

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Sat, 08 Sep 2012 16:01:30 -0700

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princelyillusion:

violence-personified:

“Hibiya your boots untied.”

It was rare for Shizuo to speak up if he was not already in conversation with someone. However as he glanced up from his spot on the steps of the park, the blond couldn’t help but immediately notice the familiar raven strolling through with a peculiar expression upon his face.

“C’mere”

The on-break bodyguard gestured towards the prince, clearly with the mindset of tying it for him.

“Ah, Shizuo-san–”

There was a certain amount of warmth that always filled Hibiya’s heart at seeing Shizuo. Shizuo took such good care of him, and, unlike certain other blonds he could mention, did so without expecting vulgar things in response.

But the minute Shizuo bent over to tie his boot for him something else overtook him entirely. And he was aghast, horrified even, that Shizuo was bending down to tie his shoes. Tie the shoes of someone so unworthy of his generosity.

“No, Shizuo-san!” the cry was almost desperate before he realized yelling at Shizuo was probably not a good idea either. Horribly disrespectful. “Really, your kindness knows no bounds but I will tie my own boot. One so kind and gracious as you should not have to stoop so to do such a small service for one such as myself.”

Cigarette poking out from the corner of his mouth Shizuo moved almost automatically to begin working on the laces of the complicated boots the prince always wore. Really, couldn’t he at least wear something more normal? Tennis shoes could look princely. Maybe.

Probably not.

“…uh?”

Lifting his head, the blond stared up at Hibiya with an expression worthy of the idiotic insult’s Izaya would constantly toss his way.

“Hit your head on somethin’?”

Ignoring Hibiya’s request Shizuo suddenly tightened the strings upon the males boot in a warning.

“I’m just tyin’ your shoe. Ain’t like I’m givin’ you my kidney or some shit.”

Either way though, ‘Kind’ and ‘Gracious’ were hardly adjectives worthy of defining the selfish monster. “Quit actin’ weird”

Shizuo didn’t stop tying his shoes, which only caused Hibiya to become more mortified that he was taking the time to do so. He had no need to! But at the same time his good sense and manners warned him not to pull his leg away in protest, not wanting to appear rude to the former bartender.

“No, I have not hit my head on anything. But thank you for inquiring and worrying about my well being and health, though I assure you I feel quite fine. More than fine, actually.”

Even he was a bit surprised at himself for the gush that came forth, even under the influence of such magical things. But, even being under these did not mean that Hibiya was any more inclined to take warnings such as the way Shizuo tightened the laces.

“Ah, but it is still a kind act. And should you have not noticed I could have found myself in trouble! I could have tripped or fallen and thus gotten seriously injured. You are saving me from that and it is a most noble act!”

But he frowned at the “Quit acting weird”. Was he acting weird? Was it really not customary to thank those who performed services for you and let them know of your appreciation?

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Sat, 08 Sep 2012 15:38:23 -0700

deli-chan:

princelyillusion:

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“Hibiya~” Delic approached with a grin, bored out of his mind from being at home for such a long amount of time.

Hibi was shocked when the annoyance that flickered with seeing Delic for the first time in what had seemed an interminable amount was almost as quickly replaced with something else.

He dropped to one knee, reaching for Delic’s hand to give it one gentle, chaste kiss.

“And what is it you desire…. Delic-san” he murmured in response, averting his eyes.

He couldn’t even call him the host of usual names! What was happening?!

“Ah… hey, Hibi… I was just… ” Completely out of his mind and mental, he wanted to finish that sentence with. Since when did the prince ever bow to him. His hand within the other’s grasp tingled, even his body was shocked by the rather absurd behavior of the prince.

“…Are you feeling alright, Hibiya?”

“Of course I am feel well,” he responded, allowing only the slightest of frowns to cross his face. “Thank you for inquiring about my well-being. It is quite kind of you when I have been so rude as to not inquire about your own.”

Hibiya took this moment to look up at Delic, now completely gripped under whatever was making him act this way.

“And how are you today, Delic-san, Lord in your own right?”

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Sat, 08 Sep 2012 15:25:01 -0700

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Ah, hello there. Welcome new follower and I hope that you enjoy your time in my presence!

violence-personified: “Hibiya your boots untied.” It was rare for Shizuo to speak up if he was not...

Sat, 08 Sep 2012 15:19:39 -0700

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“Hibiya your boots untied.”

It was rare for Shizuo to speak up if he was not already in conversation with someone. Howeverm as he glanced up from his spot on the steps of the park, the blond couldn’t help but immediately notice the familiar raven strolling through with a peculiar expression upon his face.

“C’mere”

The on-break bodyguard gestured towards the prince, clearly with the mindset of tying it for him.

“Ah, Shizuo-san–”

There was a certain amount of warmth that always filled Hibiya’s heart at seeing Shizuo. Shizuo took such good care of him, and, unlike certain other blonds he could mention, did so without expecting vulgar things in response.

But the minute Shizuo bent over to tie his boot for him something else overtook him entirely. And he was aghast, horrified even, that Shizuo was bending down to tie his shoes. Tie the shoes of someone so unworthy of his generosity.

“No, Shizuo-san!” the cry was almost desperate before he realized yelling at Shizuo was probably not a good idea either. Horribly disrespectful. “Really, your kindness knows no bounds but I will tie my own boot. One so kind and gracious as you should not have to stoop so to do such a small service for one such as myself.”

M!A rp?

Sat, 08 Sep 2012 15:12:10 -0700

deli-chan replied to your post: M!A: You are now forced to cowtow to everyone who rp’s a character that is blonde whenever they say your name. No other M!A may change this. This status overlaps with any other M!A statuses that do not interfere with this.

“Hibiya~” Delic approached with a grin, bored out of his mind from being at home for such a long amount of time.

Hibi was shocked when the annoyance that flickered with seeing Delic for the first time in what had seemed an interminable amount was almost as quickly replaced with something else.

He dropped to one knee, reaching for Delic’s hand to give it one gentle, chaste kiss.

“And what is it you desire…. Delic-san” he murmured in response, averting his eyes.

He couldn’t even call him the host of usual names! What was happening?!

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Sat, 08 Sep 2012 14:57:14 -0700

M!A? What is this? And who are you to tell me what to do?!

Nonsense! Surely this cannot be true!

((Mun apologizes for being so long gone from this blog! Hopefully I will be getting on more and gradually getting it running as a more respectable rp blog soon >< ))

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Sat, 09 Jun 2012 10:59:28 -0700

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“Figured you had already answered it for me with all that commoner shit.”

Shizuo pull’s a cigarette out of his pocket, a smirk on his face as he slides it between his lips.

“Wouldn’t a prince wanna brag about his kingdom?”

“Do you not have a name? Do people just refer to you as ‘it’ or ‘that’?”

Hibiya grimaces at the cigarette. Those things are utterly foul and if he begins smoking it he will not stand for it.

“And who are you to know what a prince does and does not do? I may do whatever I like! “

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Sat, 09 Jun 2012 10:24:53 -0700

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princelyillusion:

“Yes, of course I am a prince, Commoner. Do not the crown and cape make that obvious?”

Whoever this man is, he is certainly not the most intelligent of his subjects…

“I suppose I should introduce myself. I am Prince Hibiya. And you are?”

“Prince of what, exactly?”

Shizuo actually looks kind of awkward as though he isn’t sure how he is supposed to behave in front of royalty.

“Never heard of you before.”

“Does it matter? You should respect royalty enough not to ask!”

He’s not about to admit that he himself is unsure what he rules over. Besides, the man seems confused enough on how to act towards royalty and he will use that to his advantage.

“Well, fortunate for you, now you have. And you still have yet to answer my question.”

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Sat, 09 Jun 2012 10:03:59 -0700

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princelyillusion:

It seems another peasant has consented to follow me.

Welcome. If you have any questions or concerns you are free to seek audience with the prince.

“Hnn”

This one also wasn’t Izaya. And he at least didn’t try to act like the louse.

“You’re a prince?”

“Yes, of course I am a prince, Commoner. Do not the crown and cape make that obvious?”

Whoever this man is, he is certainly not the most intelligent of his subjects…

“I suppose I should introduce myself. I am Prince Hibiya. And you are?”

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Sat, 09 Jun 2012 09:44:40 -0700

It seems another peasant has consented to follow me.

Welcome. If you have any questions or concerns you are free to seek audience with the prince.

@Tokyo-host

Wed, 30 May 2012 19:32:11 -0700

Tokyo-host:

“Let’s just say I have my way’s”

Delic’s chuckle was low as he leaned forward and towards the movie in the bathroom. “Though this mean you are saying that if you were with me you would be drooling over me?” The host’s grin lit up even as he fidgeted and played with his blond hair - making sure every strand fell perfectly into place.

“Does this mean you can’t come?”

Hand falling, the blond rested it upon the sink for a moment as eyebrows creased into a thoughtful expression. “Do you already have plan’s for later?”

Hibiya was not in the mood for the jokes and the jest, the lightheartedness. While it was good to hear Delic’s voice, he had called because, whether he would admit it or not, he missed him. And being reminded of drooling clients and the inability for Delic to come home to be with him was not what he’d had in mind.

“I do not see much the point in coming. I assume you are with a client now, or will be soon if you cannot come home. I do not like to share my time with you. You know this.”

“Plans? No, I do not have plans. I merely have an open invitation to dinner with Tsugaru-san and Psyche-san, but..,” If Delic had time to meet with him, time to see him, he would call the others and cancel. Not that he wanted Delic to know of his eagerness. “Did you have something in mind?”

tokyo-host: “I’m sorry.” Delic’s finger’s played idly with the...

Mon, 28 May 2012 20:54:02 -0700

tokyo-host:

“I’m sorry.”

Delic’s finger’s played idly with the cord attached to his headphones as he remained hidden within the bathroom of some expensive restaurant. He knew it took alot for the prince to admit such a thing to him, even if he failed to go so far as to actually say ‘I miss you’.

“A few more day’s I think. Though you know if you wish to see me you are more than welcome to come up here and visit me.”

The frown on Hibiya’s face deepened as he held the phone to his ear. That was not the answer he had been hoping for, especially not when he’d deigned to call and ask the blond when he would return to him. He supposed he should be thankful that Delic had picked up the phone at all.

But he wasn’t about to admit he missed the man. He wouldn’t give Delic such power and control over his heart. Not when it could so easily harm him if Delic did not live up to such promises.

“And if you do not have the time to return home, how can I expect that you will have time for me if I come down there? I really would not appreciate it if I had to share such time with another, drooling over you, and I’m sure they’d feel the same,” he responded, trying to reign in his disgust and frustration. If it was as easy as marching down there he would have done it before.

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Sun, 25 Mar 2012 19:24:33 -0700

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princelyillusion:

tokyo-host:

There is surprise upon Delic’s face at the mere observance of his caller id. Already comfortably seated in an uncomfortable taxi the host answer’s the call with a wary expression.

After all Hibiya hardly ever called. Most times it was up to the host to seek contact - if he wished it - first.

“I am already on my way but what’s wrong? Is it a cold or something else?”

Given how he was alone with only the taxi driver to keep him company the host allow’s worry to saturate his voice upon hearing Hibiya.

“Where’s Psyche and Tsugaru? Should I stop for some medicine?”

His worry grow’s as Delic continues to talk while tossing harried glances towards the driver’s rear view mirror in an effort to spur the driver onto a faster speed.

Despite trying to hold them back while he’s on the phone, there is another small fit of coughs as he speaks with the host. He is grateful that Delic answered the phone because he feels miserable and he just wants Delic home.

“I do not know what it is!” he responds, frustration ringing in his tone despite the misery and congestion he feels are there, too. “I simply ache everywhere, and have this dratted cough!” In which he replies too animatedly and ends up coughing again.

He isn’t frustrated with Delic at the same time as he is. Why was the host never home when he needed him?!

“Just come home. I do not require anything other than your presence” he responds, tone short despite the worry he could hear. But he just wanted the host home.

Despite the pressing matter at hand there is amusement on Delic’s face as he suppresses the urge to chuckle. After all, it wasnt so often that the prince was so obvious in his desire and need to have the host by his side and being able to hear it now was almost like a relief to him. After all, sometimes it got rather repetitive and somewhat heart wrenching when he thought it was only he that required the other to be near.

“I’m pulling up now.”

Hiding the laughter with a thick layer of worry Delic is quick to pay the cab driver so that he could begin walking towards their apartment. “Just sit up with your back against something until I get there, alright?” Phone stiill pressed upon his ear Delic gives a small nod to the doorboy before hurrying towards the elevator to get to the apartment.

“For now just close your eyes and pretend as if I am there already”

There is a teasing, sultry tone to Delic’s voice when the elevator doors open and he steps inside. “Just imagine my hands upon you, feeling the heat of your skin, as my eyes stare deeply into your own-“

Delic cut himself off with a laugh before Hibiya could even have the chance to hang up upon him.

After all he couldnt help himself.

For no matter how worried he was over Hibiya.

Being so obviously needed made him oh-so-very happy.

Hibiya is lying in bed but he is relieved to hear that Delic is already so close. He had waited a long time before resorting to calling the host, stubbornly believing that he could make it until Delic came home of his own accord. Which, now he was a bit frustrated that he couldn’t have held out just a little bit longer. Than this call would not have been necessary…

“Very well, then.”

He coughs again in response, and there is a shifting as he moves to sit up against the headboard. But Delic is right, it clears the passages a bit and makes it easier to breathe than being huddled on the bed. He wondered briefly just how long ‘pulling up’ would take. He was already getting impatient.

“I would appreciate if you would quit wasting your breath and time explaining to me what you will do when you get here and focus on arriving!” The normal effectiveness of his snapping is cut down by the congested done of voice, the struggle to keep himself from launching into another fit. But he is impatient and just wants Delic here. Now.

Hopefully Delic would understand this and redouble his efforts.

Because Hibi hated sounding so pathetic over the phone.

But sometimes he had to be a bit more direct about his needs…

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Mon, 19 Mar 2012 13:55:10 -0700

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Ah, hello Shizuo-san. Welcome to this blog. I hope you find it to your liking.

Why are there pandas on your blog?

Mon, 19 Mar 2012 12:14:28 -0700

This is a rather childish question and I do not see why you would expect to find pandas on my blog.

I have no interest in them. There are none.

Now please be on your way.

Delic or Tsugaru?

Mon, 19 Mar 2012 12:13:34 -0700

Anon-san, I am trying to figure out the reasoning behind such a question and what variations of an answer you could possibly be expecting from me.

I suppose I shall answer in the best way possible, then.

While Tsugaru-san is very kind and does much of the work around our home to keep things running smoothly, including cleaning and cooking, I could never possibly choose him over Delic. I suppose you would then ask why, yes?

Tsugaru-san belongs to Psyche-san, and as such it would be quite awkward to choose him over Delic. Why would I choose something I can never possess over someone who is all too willing to be with me?

Delic, as much as he can be absolutely vile with his methods, treats me well and cares for me. He offers himself which is… Frankly, it is something no other can do, and certainly not Tsugaru-san.

So, naturally I expect we’ve come to the answer you had in the back of your mind? Quite simply, I would choose Delic over Tsugaru.

tokyo-host: There is surprise upon Delic’s face at the mere...

Sun, 18 Mar 2012 17:06:44 -0700

tokyo-host:

There is surprise upon Delic’s face at the mere observance of his caller id. Already comfortably seated in an uncomfortable taxi the host answer’s the call with a wary expression.

After all Hibiya hardly ever called. Most times it was up to the host to seek contact - if he wished it - first.

“I am already on my way but what’s wrong? Is it a cold or something else?”

Given how he was alone with only the taxi driver to keep him company the host allow’s worry to saturate his voice upon hearing Hibiya.

“Where’s Psyche and Tsugaru? Should I stop for some medicine?”

His worry grow’s as Delic continues to talk while tossing harried glances towards the driver’s rear view mirror in an effort to spur the driver onto a faster speed.

Despite trying to hold them back while he’s on the phone, there is another small fit of coughs as he speaks with the host. He is grateful that Delic answered the phone because he feels miserable and he just wants Delic home.

“I do not know what it is!” he responds, frustration ringing in his tone despite the misery and congestion he feels are there, too. “I simply ache everywhere, and have this dratted cough!” In which he replies too animatedly and ends up coughing again.

He isn’t frustrated with Delic at the same time as he is. Why was the host never home when he needed him?!

“Just come home. I do not require anything other than your presence” he responds, tone short despite the worry he could hear. But he just wanted the host home.

tokyo-host: Sorry Anon-san, I only ‘play Doctor’ once every...

Sun, 04 Mar 2012 18:50:39 -0800

tokyo-host:

Sorry Anon-san, I only ‘play Doctor’ once every couple of weeks and Hibi-chan already beat you to it.

However I am more than willing to explore whatever other fantasies you may have hidden inside of that imagination of yours~

Must you mention such private matters in public?

I would prefer you didn’t, Delic.

They are private for a reason.

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Fri, 02 Mar 2012 19:05:00 -0800

tokyo-host:

princelyillusion:

tokyo-host:

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capeverdegskink:

jakeenglish:

#i want dirk to give jake this oK

yes

This makes me think of Delic and Hibiya sort of XD

SFSGFA That comment.

ahh…but when I gave him the card Hibiya didn’t even read it.

+sighs+

He took one look at the cover and tore it all up….

That is what you get for buying a card with such vulgar things on the front.

A simple card that stated all of those things in another manner would have sufficed.

Or a letter, or poem of some sort.

But the vulgarity is what makes the card so brilliantly funny

And isn’t poetry writing rather antiquated by now Hibi-chan?

I fail to see anything ‘brilliantly funny’ about it.

And I see nothing ‘antequated’ about poetry. I think more people would be flattered and astonished by their loved one writing them poetry if they simply tried to do so. It certainly shows more thought than a card. It is something you must find within yourself, not on a shelf.