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  <title>Huzah!!</title>
  <subtitle>Rory's crazy mind!</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>rorychan</name>
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  <updated>2009-12-30T03:30:33Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:83885</id>
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    <title>rorychan @ 2009-12-29T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-30T03:30:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-30T03:30:33Z</updated>
    <category term="christmas"/>
    <category term="cards"/>
    <content type="html">Kim, I got your card! Thanks so much!! Your's will be a bit late. Sorry about that. ^^;&lt;br /&gt;Have some issues going on. It won't be a Christmas or New Years card, because they're out, but you'll get something. XD</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:83504</id>
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    <title>Grrrrrr</title>
    <published>2009-12-29T06:04:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-29T06:04:40Z</updated>
    <category term="news"/>
    <category term="masuda takahisa"/>
    <category term="fandom"/>
    <lj:music>Hey! Say! JUMP - Romeo &amp; Juliet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Fandom is finally starting to pick up a little....but where in the hell is NEWS!!!? I AM IN DESPERATE need of some Massu lovin'</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:83328</id>
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    <title>Yuto Shops</title>
    <published>2009-12-24T03:23:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-24T03:25:39Z</updated>
    <category term="fuyu"/>
    <category term="concert"/>
    <category term="shop pics"/>
    <category term="nakajima yuto"/>
    <content type="html">OMG!!!! Hey! Say! JUMP Fuyu Con shop pics!!! Found these on Yahoo! Auctions and Baidu.&lt;br /&gt;Yuto, Chinen, and Daiki. &amp;lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST YUTO IN THIS FIRST POST. I DON'T WANT TO FLOOD ONE ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fp0wy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fp0wy/s320x240" width="161" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fby2e/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fby2e/s320x240" width="165" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fcbac/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fcbac/s320x240" width="165" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fd7y5/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fd7y5/s320x240" width="202" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fer78/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fer78/s320x240" width="165" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000ffw8t/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000ffw8t/s320x240" width="205" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fgq15/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fgq15/s320x240" width="181" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fhtcd/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fhtcd/s320x240" width="172" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fkh56/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000fkh56/s320x240" width="145" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:83191</id>
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    <title>Joine My Friend's Blogcrew!!!</title>
    <published>2009-12-21T00:36:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-21T02:09:57Z</updated>
    <category term="masuda takahisa"/>
    <category term="blogcrew"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/diva_blogcrews/590.html?view=1102#t1102"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/diva_blogcrews/590.html?view=1102#t1102&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i730.photobucket.com/albums/ww303/Celina959495/heart-1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#9664E6"&gt;I love my boy,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#25167E"&gt;｛ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/kissme_crews/11868.html"&gt;&lt;font color="#6856D1"&gt;claim here&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#25167E"&gt; ｝&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#AF53D2"&gt;I love you, my boy&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#DC3FA9"&gt;now what do i do?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#C02757"&gt;It's all over.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#D71A28"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't you see?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#E433B3"&gt;I fell for this boy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y161/Kawaiiryugurl/Blogcrew%20images/?action=view¤t=thHeart5.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y161/Kawaiiryugurl/Blogcrew%20images/thHeart5.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:82728</id>
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    <title>Happy Birthday</title>
    <published>2009-12-19T23:31:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-19T23:31:55Z</updated>
    <category term="yamashita shoon"/>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <content type="html">HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY SHOON!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:82385</id>
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    <title>Happy Birthday</title>
    <published>2009-12-02T14:22:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-02T14:22:56Z</updated>
    <category term="yaotome hikaru"/>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <lj:music>Yaotome Hikaru - Gentles</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Happy 19th Birthday my beloved hubby Hikaru!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one year left of being a teenager. This year will fly by before you know it just like all the rest.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:82008</id>
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    <title>XD</title>
    <published>2009-11-26T18:16:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-26T18:16:01Z</updated>
    <category term="holiday"/>
    <lj:music>Yabu and Hikaru - Original Iro</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:79606</id>
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    <title>Analytical</title>
    <published>2009-09-18T19:25:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-11T03:03:49Z</updated>
    <category term="paper"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;This is a paper I wrote 2 months ago. I'm posting it for Cashel o read. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;A Child&amp;rsquo;s Ignorance is a Child&amp;rsquo;s Bliss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;The photo I have chosen is from a Pulitzer Prize winning collection by Clarence Williams from the year 1998. In this collection, Williams portrays children who are trapped in homes where their parents or family members are addicted to or affected by drugs. In the photo that I chose, a young girl is running and playing around in her bare feet. There are two adults sitting down on a low porch in the background. They are sitting in front of a door which is wide open and dimly lit. The walls of the light colored building are dirtied at the bottom with mud. There is also a big contrast in what the child and the adults are wearing. There seems to be multiple kinds of emotion swirling around creating a strange kind of atmosphere. The setting is a bit worn down and depressing. Where there should be grass, there seems to be dirt. There are no flowers or plants at all except for what seems like a dying plant right underneath the window.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Williams achieves his goal in this photo well. He captures the pure emotions and rough situations that many children go through in this type of atmosphere. The picture is very well placed and tends to captivate the audience with its sense of fluidity and movement. The people in the photograph are well placed and give the audience something intense to think about. Williams demonstrates exceptionally well the wall that is between the adults and the child. He amplifies the image that they are all in completely different worlds and at the same time in the same world. He&amp;rsquo;s captured the child&amp;rsquo;s joy as she is running down the sidewalk in her bare feet. That can illuminate the notion of freedom. Maybe the child feels free from all the burden and regret that the mother seems to reflect on her face. The mother seems to be stuck in one place not moving at all. It seems that her time is suspended while the girl&amp;rsquo;s time keeps on moving.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The different emotions in this picture swirl around together so violently it causes an immense contrast. The young girl looks like she doesn&amp;rsquo;t have much of a care in the world. She wears a joyous smile on her face. She seems jubilant and almost oblivious to what is going on around her. The adults in the back look rather different. The mother&amp;rsquo;s face seems to draw my attention the most. She seems so sorrowful and depressed. It&amp;rsquo;s a dark expression filled deep with despair. It&amp;rsquo;s almost like she&amp;rsquo;s experiencing so much pain and is about to break. Maybe she is longing for her husband that&amp;rsquo;s sitting in Jail (Williams). Maybe she&amp;rsquo;s miserable with the man she is currently living with. She seems to be looking slightly away from her child. It&amp;rsquo;s almost like she barely senses her daughter&amp;rsquo;s presence and is so intertwined in her own little world. The man sitting beside her looks indifferent to the world. He looks as if he is in his own little personal bubble. He&amp;rsquo;s looking off into the distance away from both the woman and her daughter. He&amp;rsquo;s intensely staring out at nothing. Maybe he&amp;rsquo;s mulling things over. Maybe he&amp;rsquo;s thinking about how his life turned out and where it&amp;rsquo;s gotten him. His pose portrays some kind of anxiety and he seems fidgety. It&amp;rsquo;s like a child in its own sense. Perhaps he could have just heard a noise off into the distance completely distracting him from the situation entirely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is a great contrast in the attire worn by each person in the photo. The child is wearing a billowy flowered dress. Besides not wearing any shoes, she seems like she is dressed up ready to go to church. What she is wearing is like a Sunday dress. On the other hand, the man seems to be wearing an old pair of jeans and a t-shirt. The clothes he&amp;rsquo;s wearing seem to be worn and dirties ready to be clothes in a throw out pile. The mother is wearing a simple pair of shorts and a rumpled-looking shirt. Both of the adults are wearing tennis shoes that look like they have been worn for quite a while. The woman seems rather under dressed when you compare her to he daughter. Perhaps there is this gap in the clothing they are wearing because the mother feels that her child deserves better. It&amp;rsquo;s possibility that she wants her daughter to have better things in life than she did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This image portrays that of a weekend morning. The way the light is angled makes me think of the early morning sun. Because the girl is toward the front of the photograph the light seems to be illuminating only her. It&amp;rsquo;s in that sense that I believe that she is in an entirely different world than the adults sitting behind her. It&amp;rsquo;s not just the fact that she seems so much happier than they are. Because of the way the photo seems to move, it allows me to see the light like a spotlight moving with the girl as she runs. Shadows seemingly overwhelm the background surrounding the man and woman. The front door is wide open and all you can see in the house are dark shadows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What may have happened before this picture was shot? Many different things could have happened. Because the man and woman are looking away from each other, I assume that they have just gotten through with fighting. The child seems oblivious seems to be ignorant to the happenings of the household. That is the way I interpreted it. After the photograph was shot they may have all went back inside to the dark abyss that is their home. Maybe they pretended that nothing happened and went on with their day. Then, when the next day comes around, it all starts again. That is what I believe happens in those kinds of situations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This photo really hits close to home for me. It makes me feel queasy as it reminds me of my own childhood. The whole situation is frighteningly familiar. This is the reason why I chose this particular photograph. It is like a photograph of my own life and I am the little girl in the picture. My mother would live with various men just on and off on a regular basis. My life isn&amp;rsquo;t exactly the same because I lived with my father. However, when I stayed with my mother it was exactly like this. The woman looking down having no self-esteem to keep her going reminds me of how my mother used to act. The man greatly resembles one man in particular in my mother&amp;rsquo;s life. He has the same distant and cold look.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In my opinion, the setting provides a scene of unsteadiness. It gives off an intensely gloomy aura. The people in the photo seem to be broken into a million tiny pieces. Even though the little girl is smiling with joy as she runs, I can&amp;rsquo;t help but feel the angst al through the photograph. The front of the home is so barren void of any greenery. The atmosphere seems almost drained of any life except that of the child&amp;rsquo;s. This in itself causes me to feel the angst to the fullest. It causes me to feel a lonely presence wrapped up in the mother&amp;rsquo;s soul. Seeing the young girl&amp;rsquo;s smiling face eats my brain alive. She seems so detached to everything around her. This photo moves me dearly. It reminds me of some of the things that I have been through in my life. Therefore, I will cherish this photograph as a dear memory. In conclusion, this photo does a remarkable job in getting my attention. That in itself means that Clarence Williams has done what he meant to do even if just by one more person.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:78918</id>
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    <title>Translation Request</title>
    <published>2009-09-15T01:40:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-15T01:48:36Z</updated>
    <category term="request"/>
    <content type="html">REQUEST: Will someone please please please traslate Yuto's part in October Duet? I'm in like need of some serious Yuto love. XD</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:71398</id>
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    <title>hiatus</title>
    <published>2009-07-01T01:58:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-01T01:58:39Z</updated>
    <category term="hiatus"/>
    <lj:music>Yabu and Hikaru - Tears and Smile</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339966"&gt;Semi-Hiatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have summer classes for the next six weeks and will be killing myself with homework. Please let me know if anything happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:70658</id>
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    <title>Why Not?</title>
    <published>2009-06-28T02:22:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-28T02:22:21Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <lj:music>Yabu and Hikaru - Tears and Smile</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="72" /&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:66649</id>
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    <title>new pics of me</title>
    <published>2009-06-07T21:45:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-07T21:53:23Z</updated>
    <category term="meiji"/>
    <category term="photos"/>
    <lj:music>Yabu and Hikaru - Go</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Anybody want to see new pics of me that I just took like 2 seconds ago? kay, here ya go. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000bwy1f/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000bwy1f/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000bxs3w/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000bxs3w/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put up a couple of my new posters in the little room I have left on my closet door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I look bad here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is back to my natural hair color though.&amp;nbsp;XD Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:65028</id>
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    <title>XD</title>
    <published>2009-06-04T18:57:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-04T18:57:30Z</updated>
    <category term="desperate"/>
    <lj:music>Yabu and Hikaru - Go</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Someone please translate the OhnoxChinen cross talk from July Duet.&lt;br /&gt;Looks so cute. XD</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:64526</id>
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    <title>what's!?</title>
    <published>2009-06-04T04:47:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-04T04:48:52Z</updated>
    <category term="new debut say whut?"/>
    <lj:music>Yabu and Hikaru - Go</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Nakayama Yuma w/ B.I. Shadow!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't they come up with something more original. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very upset seeing as Misaki was my fav B.I. Shadow member. It's totally unfair, but I guess that's just how it goes. Yay for Yuugo though. XD He's a total cutie. He was my fav in the SK auditions....Why do I think this was the plan from the very begining starting with the rearranging of B.I. Shadow when they put Hokuto in? Haha, then the audition? It was definately supposed to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to wait and see how their music sounds before I decide to support them or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&amp;nbsp;Thnx Bye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making this public. XD</content>
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    <title>Look Who I Look Like: No One Interesting</title>
    <published>2009-05-30T06:57:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-30T06:57:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MzY2NTAwOTIxNSZwdD*xMjQzNjY1MDU2MDc*JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Y29sbGFnZSZuPWxpdmVqb3VybmFsJmc9MiZ*PSZvPTlmMmVjOTUwMWVjNzQ4YTI5ZTRhNTQ*Nzg*MGRmZDU5Jm9mPTA=.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/Q/storage/site1/files/49/01/42/490142_105670ea8d02a4not2f804.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;Family trees&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"&gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrities"&gt;Celebs&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"&gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"&gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Mash Game: Predict Your Future at eSPIN-the-Bottle</title>
    <published>2009-05-26T22:37:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-26T22:37:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MzM3NTc4ODYyNSZwdD*xMjQzMzc1ODYxOTI*JnA9MTEwOTkxJmQ9TWFzaCUyMEdhbWUmbj1saXZlam91cm5hbCZnPTEmdD*mbz*xN2U*Njk1ZWVmOTI*MGM4YWUyYzg4NzU3NzYyMDhjNiZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;table width="350" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="font-family:&amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;;font-size:12px;background-image:url(&amp;#39;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_bg.jpg&amp;#39;);background-repeat:no-repeat;"&gt;
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	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/index.php?trip=833" title="eSpin the Bottle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_ext_title.gif" alt="Behold... My Future" title="Behold... My Future" width="350" height="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;I will marry &lt;b&gt;Masuda Takahisa&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in &lt;b&gt;New York&lt;/b&gt; in our fabulous &lt;b&gt;Apartment&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;We will have &lt;b&gt;2 kid(s)&lt;/b&gt; together.&lt;/td&gt;
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		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;Our family will zoom around in a &lt;b&gt;red Mustang&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;I will spend my days as a &lt;b&gt;interior designer&lt;/b&gt;, and live happily ever after.&lt;/td&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:38545</id>
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    <title>3 times hikaru found inoo in a weird place</title>
    <published>2008-10-04T00:26:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-04T02:22:16Z</updated>
    <category term="yaotome hikaru"/>
    <category term="inoo kei"/>
    <category term="pg-13"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Title: 3 Times Hikaru Found Inoo in a weird place.&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_rorychan' lj:user='rorychan' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rorychan.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rorychan.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rorychan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Hikaru/Inoo&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Just as the title says.&lt;br /&gt;Notes: I finally finished my Hika/Inoo fic, even though it's not very good. I hope you guys like it. Hikaru and Inoo are meant for each other, Chinen's still a fanboy, and Ryutaro's evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;1. It was a hot and boring day for the JUMP members. They all sat in their dressing room slumped over furniture and half passed out on the floor. Ryutaro seemed to be the only member that had any energy left. He sat in the corner of the room on a sofa. He was staring fixedly at his DS screen; his eyes glued. Yabu leaned against the wall with his eyes closed. (OTP XD) Chinen was half-heartedly flipping through the latest issue of Popolo. Hikaru looked around the room at his half dead band mates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Come on guys, it&amp;rsquo;s not going to get any cooler if you just lie there. Let&amp;rsquo;s go do something.&amp;rdquo; Hikaru whined.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Daiki, who was sprawled out on the floor trying to sleep, took off his left shoe and threw it at Hikaru.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ow, Dai-chan, you didn&amp;rsquo;t need to do that.&amp;rdquo; Hikaru said as he rubbed his shoulder where he had been hit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes I did. I&amp;rsquo;m trying to sleep.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;But you&amp;rsquo;re always trying to sleep.&amp;rdquo; Takaki cut in as Daiki opened his eyes to glare at him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s too hot to do anything else.&amp;rdquo; Daiki concluded as he turned over on his side, his right shoe still in place on his foot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Looking around the room, He noticed that someone was missing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey guys, where did Inoo-chan go?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;He said he was going to get something to drink.&amp;rdquo; Yuto said as he snuggled closer to Yamada who was fast asleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;But&amp;hellip;.That was more than twenty minutes ago. He should have been back by now.&amp;rdquo; Keito said in a worrisome tone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru sighed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Maybe he got lost.&amp;rdquo; Chinen added as he looked up from the picture of Ohno-kun he had been intensely staring at for the last minute and a half.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru sighed again as he walked out of the dressing room in search of the apparently lost Inoo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru walked down the hallways looking everywhere he could think of as he made his way into the kitchen where Inoo should have been getting his drink. As he walked through the threshold of the kitchen, he heard soft pounding coming from inside the walk-in freezer on the other side of the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru stared dumbfoundly at the thick metal freezer door. He slowly walked to it and rested his right ear against the cool metallic surface.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Inoo-chan?&amp;rdquo; He called out nervously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru then heard light sobbing from the other side. He quickly swung open the door and peeked inside. There was Inoo, on his knees, teary-eyed and looking weary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Inoo-chan?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo looked up into Hikaru&amp;rsquo;s eyes and gasped. He quickly stood up from the floor and before Hikaru knew it, he was being tackled in a ferocious hug. He could barely breathe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I was so scared! It was dark and cold in there!&amp;rdquo; Inoo whined as he cried into Hikaru&amp;rsquo;s shoulder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;What happened? Why were you in the freezer?&amp;rdquo; Hikaru asked him in confusion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;It was hot, so I thought I&amp;rsquo;d cool myself down in here, but the door closed on me. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t get out&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Inoo sobbed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru laughed and patted him on the back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Come on, I&amp;rsquo;ll cheer you up.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo lifted his head and looked straight into Hikaru&amp;rsquo;s eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can we have sex now?&amp;rdquo; Inoo asked nonchalantly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru sweat dropped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Your twisted&amp;rdquo; Hikaru said as he thought in the back of his mind that Inoo had locked him self in the freezer on purpose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo just gave him a shy smile. . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;2. Hikaru was tired. Today, Hey! Say! JUMP had the longest dance practice they had ever had. He walked slowly over to the long rectangular table that was occupied by the group&amp;rsquo;s bottled water. He grabbed his and took a long refreshing drink. He looked over to his right and saw Yabu passed out on the couch with a rag covering his face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru snorted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;The almighty Yabu falls.&amp;rdquo; He says as he makes a funny face at his leader.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;When he looked around the room he noticed that everyone else had gone missing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the- Where did everyone go to?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;He sat his water back down on the table and walked out of the room leaving poor Yabu to die in peace. As he was walking down the hall, he spotted Ryutaro walking his way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ryutaro, do you know where everyone went? We have a meeting in an hour.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I haven&amp;rsquo;t seen anyone since practice ended.&amp;rdquo; Ryutaro replied rather blankly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru sighed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Since Yabu wasn&amp;rsquo;t in any condition, he needed to make sure that everyone made it in time for the meeting. If they were late, Johnny would kill them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;As he continued walking down the hall, he felt a sharp pain in his back as he was attacked from behind. Arms around Hikaru&amp;rsquo;s waist, Chinen was in a panic, tears streaming from his eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hikaruuuuuu!!!!&amp;rdquo; Chine wailed as he tightened his grip around Hikaru.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I lost my new Arashi CD!!&amp;rdquo; Chinen cried as he buried his face into Hikaru&amp;rsquo;s shirt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru grabbed the little boy&amp;rsquo;s arms and untangled himself from his grasp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;rdquo;Chii-chan, where was the last place you remember seeing it?&amp;rdquo; Hikaru asked as he patted Chinen on the top of the head. He was seriously starting to get a headache.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Chinen sniffed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know. It was here a little while ago.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru sighed as he distracted himself from his mission.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Come on, I&amp;rsquo;ll help you look for it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Chinen cheered as he jumped up and down Hikaru&amp;rsquo;s arm in his grasp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Let&amp;rsquo;s hurry up though, I need to find the others.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Chinen rushed him down the hall in search of his precious CD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru was moving some newspaper off of the table in the lounge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Chii, I think I found it. Is this it?&amp;rdquo; Hikaru asked as he picked up the case that was lying beneath the newspapers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Chinen gasped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wah!!!!!!! There it is!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;He ran towards Hikaru and took it form his hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know what I would have done if I had lost it for good.&amp;rdquo; Chinen said as he gave Hikaru a giant hug.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Okay, that&amp;rsquo;s enough. I can&amp;rsquo;t breathe.&amp;rdquo; Hikaru said as Chinen released his grip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Now hurry up and get ready for the meeting. And try and wake Yabu up. He needs to change his clothes.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes sir.&amp;rdquo; Chinen replied as he ran back out into the hallway CD in hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru sighed for what seemed like the dozen&amp;rsquo;th time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s too quiet around here. Where on earth can the others be?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Just as he was about to leave the lounge he heard something from the corner of the room. He looked around and noticed the cabinet which was always open closed shut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;What was that noise?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru walked up to the cabinet quietly, and just as he was about to open it another bang came from inside. Hikaru reached out to open the door only to find Inoo curled up inside the tight enclosed space.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Inoo-chan? What are you doing in there?&amp;rdquo; Hikaru asked with a very confused but amused look on his face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo looked up to see Hikaru staring down at him from above.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wah! You found me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll ask again, what are you doing in there?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ryutaro wanted to play hide-and-seek. I guess he forgot about me.&amp;rdquo; Inoo said with a sad look on his face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru thought back to Ryutaro in the hallway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;lsquo;Ryutaro is evil&amp;rsquo; Hikaru thought as he reached to pull Inoo out of the cabinet. As he did so, Inoo flew out and knocked into him causing them both to fall to the ground.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo stared at Hikaru. Then he smiled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Does this mean I&amp;rsquo;m on top today?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru cringed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;What was wrong with this picture?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;They were going to be late for their meeting after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;3. It was Sunday and Inoo had invited him over to play video games and hang out. Lately, he hadn&amp;rsquo;t had much time to do anything outside of school and work, so he thought it would be fun to get out for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru sat on Inoo&amp;rsquo;s bed waiting for him to return with some snacks. He had been sitting there for quite a long time and was wonder what was taking his friend so long. When he started to get impatient, he got up and walked out of Inoo&amp;rsquo;s bedroom. He walked downstairs only to find that Inoo wasn&amp;rsquo;t in the Kitchen. In fact, he wasn&amp;rsquo;t anywhere to be seen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru opened the sliding glass door that led to the back yard. He walked out into the bright sunshine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Where could he have gone to? He wouldn&amp;rsquo;t just up and disappear leaving me alone, would he?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;All of a sudden, as he was walking across the yard, he heard his name being called.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hikaru.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;He looked ahead of him to see Inoo sitting up on a branch of a medium-sized tree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;What in the world are you doing in that tree?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo blushed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;There was a kitten stuck up here trying to get down, but when I climbed up to help him he jumped away.&amp;rdquo; Inoo explained.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru grimaced. He hated cats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Then why are you still up there?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo blushed harder this time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t get down. I&amp;rsquo;m stuck.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru blinked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you serious?&amp;rdquo; Hikaru started to laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s not funny. I&amp;rsquo;m scared. Help me get down.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru laughed some more as he held hid arms out for Inoo to jump into.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo looked at him like he was crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;You want me to jump?&amp;rdquo; Inoo asked a little weary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well it&amp;rsquo;s the only way you&amp;rsquo;ll get down.&amp;rdquo; Hikaru said as he opened his arms wider.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t worry, I&amp;rsquo;ll catch you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo sighed as he braced himself to jump. He let go of the branch and pushed off. He flew through the air and crashed painfully into Hikaru&amp;rsquo;s arms, knocking both of them into the grass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru gasped, the wind knocked out of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You could have been a little gentler.&amp;rdquo; Hikaru wheezed under Inoo&amp;rsquo;s weight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo laughed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Does this mean I&amp;rsquo;m on top again?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru&amp;rsquo;s eyes widened as he smacked Inoo on the arm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Is that all you ever think about?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Little to say that the video games were forgotten.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;OMAKE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Inoo-chan?&amp;rdquo; Hikaru asked as he sat down his cup of Starbucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hmmm?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you bored?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, a little, why do you ask?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, I was wondering if we could go do something.&amp;rdquo; Hikaru asked. Clearly he was eager for something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t like that look in your eye.&amp;rdquo; Inoo said as he starred at Hikaru blankly getting a little creeped out by his expression.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do you want to go and get some snacks from the lounge kitchen?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo knew exactly where this was going.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t we have practice in a bit?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, but I wanna go.&amp;rdquo; Hikaru whined pulling on Inoo&amp;rsquo;s sleeve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Inoo gave Hikaru a weird expression.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t think that&amp;rsquo;s the way it&amp;rsquo;s supposed to work.&amp;rdquo; Inoo said in a firm voice as he stood up and grabbed Hikaru.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Hikaru barely had enough time to grab his Starbucks as he was whisked away from the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Maybe Inoo had gone too far. Now Hikaru was addicted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;We have to start practice, let&amp;rsquo;s go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Maybe he should have never started teasing Hikaru like this. Now what was he supposed to do? He needed to consult Yabu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Commissions Are now open..Plz Help me out</title>
    <published>2008-09-23T03:35:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-23T03:35:23Z</updated>
    <category term="commissions"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've decided to do some commisions for my art because I need to raise money for my China trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prices will vary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll send the orginal picture to your home address.&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested, please leave a comment here with your email. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRICES:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black and white sketch - $5&amp;nbsp; + $2 for extra character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colored - $10 + $2 for extra character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shipping will cost $1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAYMENT&amp;nbsp;METHOD: Paypal (&lt;a href="mailto:massubabe34@hotmail.com"&gt;massubabe34@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you have anymore questions, please email me at massubabe34@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do anime or Johnny's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please give me time to finish the artwork. I'm in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help me out guys. I'm desperate&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>HSJ's 4th single announced!!!!</title>
    <published>2008-09-19T07:48:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-19T07:48:31Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so yay!!! It's finally here!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is called &lt;a href="http://www.cdjapan.co.jp/detailview.html?KEY=JACA-5119"&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt;Mayonaka no Shadow Boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and it gets released on October 22nd!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;Exciting news, ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's up for preorder on CD Japan!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cdjapan.co.jp/detailview.html?KEY=JACA-5119"&gt;http://www.cdjapan.co.jp/detailview.html?KEY=JACA-5119&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Graphics</title>
    <published>2008-09-07T17:54:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-07T20:39:17Z</updated>
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    <category term="graphics"/>
    <lj:music>Hey! Say! JUMP - Bouken Rider</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I made a lot of graphics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All HSJ plus Shoon, Taiyo, Nozawa. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEVIEW::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006tyxf/"&gt;&lt;img height="123" alt="" width="115" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006tyxf" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006s30t/"&gt;&lt;img height="123" alt="" width="115" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006s30t" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006wwtx/"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006wwtx/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006x6z5/"&gt;&lt;img height="185" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006x6z5/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006ytk6/"&gt;&lt;img height="202" alt="" width="294" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006ytk6" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006z46h/"&gt;&lt;img height="203" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006z46h/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000701x1/"&gt;&lt;img height="231" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000701x1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00071cce/"&gt;&lt;img height="211" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00071cce/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00072gb1/"&gt;&lt;img height="203" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00072gb1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00073sdw/"&gt;&lt;img height="181" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00073sdw/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00074ka8/"&gt;&lt;img height="164" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00074ka8/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000751c5/"&gt;&lt;img height="161" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000751c5/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00076ff9/"&gt;&lt;img height="208" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00076ff9/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0007782e/"&gt;&lt;img height="190" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0007782e/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00078rg4/"&gt;&lt;img height="162" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00078rg4/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00079arf/"&gt;&lt;img height="203" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00079arf/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah....So I don't think they came out too bad. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to use the icons, please credit me.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:28468</id>
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    <title>Happy Birthday Asaka!!!</title>
    <published>2008-08-23T17:22:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-23T17:22:48Z</updated>
    <category term="asaka kodai"/>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <lj:music>Hey! Say! JUMP - Bouken Rider</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="3"&gt;Happy 16th Birthday Asaka, no matter where you are or what you're doing I hope you have the best birthday. And know that your fans are supporting to&amp;nbsp;the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone misses you!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006d5cf/"&gt;&lt;img height="352" alt="" width="315" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0006d5cf/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:27518</id>
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    <title>Okamoto Kenichi in a movie?</title>
    <published>2008-08-15T17:07:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-15T18:08:04Z</updated>
    <category term="okamoto kenichi"/>
    <lj:music>Hey! Say! JUMP - Bouken Rider</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wah!!!! Keito's dad!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okamoto Kenischi is apparantly starring in his first starring role since 1991.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's going to star in a movie called Boku no Obaachan.&lt;br /&gt;The information is here. &lt;a href="http://www.tokyograph.com/news/id-3596"&gt;http://www.tokyograph.com/news/id-3596&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I found this Otokogumi commercial. XD &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C9wtdHQUDPY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C9wtdHQUDPY&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:26510</id>
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    <title>Kamiki Ryunosuke New Drama this Fall</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T01:23:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T01:23:47Z</updated>
    <category term="kamikik ryunosuke"/>
    <category term="drama"/>
    <lj:music>Hey! Say! JUMP - Bouken Rider</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Kamiki Ryunosuke has a new drama starting this October. It's called Kaze no Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exciting. Haven't heard much from him lately.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Kaze_no_Garden"&gt;http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Kaze_no_Garden&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:26331</id>
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    <title>Happy 15th Birthday Yuto!!!!</title>
    <published>2008-08-09T15:18:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-09T15:18:55Z</updated>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <category term="nakajima yuto"/>
    <lj:music>Hey! Say! JUMP - Bouken Rider</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well it's already the 10th in Japan, so that means Yuto has turned 15 years old. I can't believe how fast the time flies. It seems like yesterday he was being his chibi mischievious self on the Yayayah show.&amp;nbsp; He was so cute and tiny back then I just wanted to cuddle him all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he's gone from that cute little chibi to a handsome and dare I say sexy teenager who makes everybody's head turn in his direction. Not to mention he's turned into like a giant too. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a small picspam to celebrate his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005zdpz/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="194" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005zdpz/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUTO!!! MAY ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="yuto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00060dp1/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="174" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00060dp1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00061515/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="191" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00061515/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00062bk3/"&gt;&lt;img height="376" alt="" width="277" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00062bk3/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIBI YUTO BECAUSE I'M SURE EVERYONE MISSES HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0001k0h7/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="162" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0001k0h7/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0001qp99/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="166" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0001qp99/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rorychan:25879</id>
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    <title>More HSJ Summary Pics</title>
    <published>2008-08-08T17:32:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T18:45:40Z</updated>
    <category term="hey say jump"/>
    <category term="pamphlet"/>
    <category term="summary"/>
    <lj:music>Hey! Say! JUMP - Bouken Rider</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I found more!!! Live photos and shop photos. Pamphlet scans too. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikaru on guitar is LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0004tp65/"&gt;&lt;img height="191" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0004tp65/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="more under cut"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0004w20k/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="233" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0004w20k/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0004x5as/"&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0004x5as/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0004yk0t/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="251" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0004yk0t/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0004zw1p/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="251" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0004zw1p/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005060t/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005060t/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00051tp9/"&gt;&lt;img height="210" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00051tp9/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000521e0/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="226" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000521e0/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00053dgp/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00053dgp/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00054r53/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="251" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00054r53/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005592y/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005592y/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000560x8/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="156" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000560x8/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00057xh3/"&gt;&lt;img height="198" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00057xh3/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000583cg/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="226" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/000583cg/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00059wwb/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="280" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/00059wwb/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005aey1/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="307" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005aey1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005baf6/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="251" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005baf6/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="summary pamphlet"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005cp2p/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005cp2p/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005d2z2/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005d2z2/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005eyft/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005eyft/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005f28a/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005f28a/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005gt1r/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005gt1r/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005h3dd/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005h3dd/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005kf95/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005kf95/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005pc7b/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005pc7b/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005qk69/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005qk69/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005r3d0/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005r3d0/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005ss4d/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005ss4d/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005tww5/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005tww5/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005wfy2/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005wfy2/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005xch6/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005xch6/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005yw86/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rorychan/pic/0005yw86/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU TO WHOEVER POSTED THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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