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21 October 2011 @ 08:06 am
J'adore Hardcore - Chikan  
Title: J'adore Hardcore
Pairing: Ohmiya
Rating: R
Summary: Every day he takes the train he could feel the man pressing against him.
Disclaimer: I do not know nor am I any of the mentioned characters. This never happened; it is just a work of fiction.
A/N: This multi-chap will be a collection of fetish/kink related oneshots. None of the stories are connected besides that small fact.
A/N 2: This one is quite angsty, idk how that happened xDD.
Ch.1: Versailles

Every day he takes the train he could feel the man pressing against him. No matter where he stood, he would feel that man’s heavy breathing on his neck. He would feel his bulge rubbing slowly against his ass, using the vibrations and sharp motions of the train to press more against him. He knows he can call this man out, berate him and humiliate him in public. But he’s too scared. He doesn’t know how this pervert looks like. Is he taller than him or stronger than him? Because of this Ohno just stands there and takes it, waiting for his stop before rushing out.
It started two weeks ago. He was standing by the doors in the crowded train, reading from his ebook. Everything was going smoothly and normally like it always would until he felt a hand slightly graze his butt. Figuring it was an accident he paid no mind to it. That was until it happened again, and again, and again…

Eventually the hand cupped a cheek. Ohno froze up, wishing he could swat the hand away but with the limited amount of space he had he could barely even turn his head to see who it was. Gradually the hand started squeezing and rubbing him, causing his eyes to shut close as he tried to wish it away. Ohno moved his hips around, the best he could, to get away from his molester, but to no avail.

Soon he was simply standing there, feeling the hand grope his ass before he felt a bulge pressing against his crack. Ohno froze up, trembling slightly, at the feeling. The person was thrusting his hips, the action causing him to jerk forward. Ohno bit his lip and closed his eyes tightly until he heard the announcement of the next stop; his salvation.

When the doors opened, Ohno rushed out and turned around in hopes to see the face of this pervert, but no one was even looking in his direction. He pouted and held back his tears as he walked to his campus.

He had hoped it was that one time thing, but the next day it happened again. He felt the hand touch him and grope him, then finally the bulge pressing onto him. Again he stood there in fear, but luckily the man stopped earlier than before. Seeming how he had more space, Ohno sneaked a peak to who was behind him, but no one was there. He swallowed the lump in his throat and waited for his stop.
For two weeks he’s put up with it, unable to tell anyone about it because of the embarrassment. As silly as it sounded, he just couldn’t tell someone that he’s being dry humped by a man everyday on the train. Even more so he couldn’t tell anyone that he’s beginning to anticipate it.

However something happened that he definitely didn’t expect.

It was a Friday morning and as usual he was on the train, reading, when the hand touched him. Instead of his body stiffening up, a shiver ran down his spine. The hand didn’t stop; in fact it was getting bolder. It slipped in between his legs cupping his balls causing Ohno to let out a small whine.

It didn’t feel the same.

He tried to wriggle out the man’s touch, but it was in vain. The hand started moving faster in and out between his legs, roughly rubbing his crotch. Ohno closed his eyes, praying that the assault would stop and to his amazement it did.

“What are you doing?” he heard a voice say. Ohno slowly turned his head to the right and saw a man, who looked no older than seventeen really, gripping the arm of his attacker. “What are you doing?” he repeated. Ohno turned around and saw the man trying to pulling away from the youthful man’s grasp. “Pervert! We have a pervert in here!” he began to yell causing the man to try harder to get away.

Ohno simply stood there with wide eyes as the young man continued to do what he was never courageous enough to do himself. When the train stopped, Ohno’s attacker managed to free himself and ran away. The smaller man squinted his eyes in the direction he ran off too before turning to Ohno.

“Th-thank you,” Ohno blushed.

“You shouldn’t let someone do that to you, you know.”

“Mm,” he lowered his head in embarrassment.

“Ninomiya Kazunari, but you can just call me Nino,” the youthful man said, extending his hand.

“Ohno Satoshi.” He took Nino’s hand and smiled.

As they chatted, it turns out that Nino goes to the same school and was majoring in film. Something about this man just put him at ease. Maybe it was cause he saved him earlier or maybe it was cause of how the man spoke his mind. Ohno soon caught himself smiling every time Nino’s hand accidentally bumped against his as they walked to the campus.

“So how is it that we’ve never seen each other before?” Ohno asked. The campus wasn’t that big and with Ohno being an art major and Nino in film, they were bound to have had at least one class together.

“I’m usually late to my classes,” Nino smirked. “But I decided to come early today and good thing I did,” he said pointedly.

“Mm, thank you once again,” Ohno bowed his head. Nino chuckled and lifted the man’s head up with his finger.

“No need to thank me, just be careful, alright?” Nino winked then walked away. Ohno blushed and rushed to his class before he ended up late.
He didn’t see Nino at all throughout the day, he even contemplated on looking for him but he was already too swamped with his assignments to even leave for a second. When it was approaching 8PM, Ohno decided to call it quits and head back home. He put away his canvas, washed his brushes, and made sure nothing was left behind before closing the door.

The hallways were silent, save for a few machinery running as other students struggled to finish their work. He waved at a few who noticed him before making it out the building. His body trembled when a gust of wind blew past him. “Shit, I wish I had a thicker sweater,” he murmured, picking up his pace towards the train station.

While he was walking a hand slapped him on the ass. “Hey!” Nino’s voice came. Ohno froze up at the contact. “Ah! I forgot, touchy subject area,” he winced.

“N-no, it’s okay. I was just shocked,” Ohno said as he shook his head side to side. Nino smirked and continued walking. “We didn’t see each other today, huh?”

“Mm,” the thinner man hummed. “I was so busy in class. Definitely can’t wait til I graduate already,” Nino laughed. Ohno nodded, completely understanding the man’s feelings. “So were you looking around for me?” he asked.

“No…” Ohno blushed, looking down. A soft chuckled came from Nino, but he didn’t press on the issue.

“Do you always go back home this late?”

“Yeah. It’s a lot more peaceful here than at my apartment,” the artist sighed.

“Loud neighbors?”

Way too loud,” Ohno groaned, rolling his eyes.

“Aren’t worried about being on the train at this time though? With what happened and all,” Nino questioned.

“That’s not the first time it happened…” Ohno said guiltily. Nino looked at him before grabbing his arm.

“How long has it been happening?”

“A-About two weeks,” Ohno stammered, keeping his gaze on their feet. Nino lifted his head up, revealing the angry look in his eyes to the other man.

“You’re not going to class on that train anymore.”

“But it’s the nearest one…” Ohno whined. As much as he would love to take a different train, it would require him to wake up earlier than he already does to catch another one.

“Well I don’t want you to get molested on the train like that,” Nino pouted angrily.

“To be honest, I think that guy wasn’t the same one from before.”

“Why do you say that?”

“The other one was gentler. He never touched me anywhere else but my…” Ohno stopped, feeling uncomfortable. Nino’s eyes softened.

“Then we’ll go together.”

“But our schedules aren’t the same,” Ohno pouted.

“I don’t care,” Nino said defiantly. A smile slowly appeared on Ohno’s face before he nodded.

“Though I’d hate for you to have to go through all this because of me.”

Nino took his hand and smiled. “I’ll be fine.”

From that day on, their relationship blossomed. Because of Nino, Ohno no longer got bothered on the train, since he would stand by him and make sure no one could reach out and touch him.

He was very thankful for Nino, well…it was more than that actually; he liked him.

Though his adoration for the smaller man had blinded him from really seeing what was going on. Eventually, three months after they met, was when it all came out.
There was a knock at Ohno’s door around 8AM, causing him to groan sleepily. “Yeah~” he called out as he zombie walked to the door. When he opened it, he blinked at Nino who was smiling at him.

“Class… in an hour…so shower up,” Nino ordered as he made his way into the small apartment. Ohno sighed and went to the bathroom, knowing that the younger man was going to make himself comfortable.

“Why is it that you know my schedule so well?” Ohno called out while he was getting dressed.

“It’s been three months already. If I don’t then that’s just sad,” Nino said while eating some bread he found in the pantry.

But I don’t know his,’ Ohno pouted. He looked at the time and realized he didn’t have much left or else he’ll be late. “Shit!”

Nino got up from the couch and followed Ohno out the house and to the train station.

“Seems like you’re going to be late,” Nino chuckled as they waited for the train to show up.

“Shut up, you’ll jinx it,” Ohno whined. Luckily they saw the train coming and Ohno hoped there wouldn’t be any delays while on it.

Of course it was crowded, but this time more than usual. “Fuck,” both men cursed. When the doors opened, only a few scattering of people got off. Nino stepped in first and then pulled Ohno in, making sure the man was facing the closing doors.

No longer did it bother him to be this close to Nino, especially not after months of being stuck on crowded trains. When they started moving, Ohno stared blankly at the passing scenery before they ended up going into the tunnels. With the glass now darkened out, he was able to see Nino’s face behind him. His eyebrows furrowed when he noticed the man’s smirk.


A hand was rubbing his ass. Ohno looked up at the glass again, the smirk still on Nino’s face. The hand cupped him and rubbed him gently yet eagerly. That was when it all hit him.

“Figured it out yet?” Nino whispered in his ear.

Ohno’s voice was caught in his throat. He had gotten close to his molester. He started to develop a crush on his molester. Nino was his original molester.


“Shh,” Nino hushed, now pressing his slight erection against Ohno’s crack. The soft moans were filling Ohno’s ears. The same one’s he’s heard before he met Nino. The thinner man’s hips bumped against his in urgency, pushing him up against the door.

Was this the reason he saved him? He was mad someone else was touching him on the train? Was that it?

Ohno tried to push away, but it only pressed his ass more against the bulge. “Oh,” Nino moaned in his ear.

“Nino…stop…please,” Ohno begged.

“I can’t. I’ve held off for too long,” the man grunted. Nino continued to thrust and rotate his hips into Ohno’s backside, moaning in his ear how much he’s gotten off at night thinking about him. Blush covered the artist’s cheeks as he tried to ignore him.

Nino’s hands went to his waist and slowly pulled his shorts down. Ohno tried to stop him, his eyes moving around in fear, but the man overpowered him. With his boxer-brief clad butt hanging out, Nino grinded against it.

“Mm, so much better.” He heard Nino sigh. Ohno’s eyes brimmed with tears the more Nino ground his hips into him.

What hurt was not the betrayal he felt, but the fact that his body was reacting. His nipples had hardened and his cock twitched a few times in his boxers.

“Ninomiya,” his voice trembled.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Nino whispered. “I won’t touch you like that other asshole did,” he said softly. “Just... please let me…” he whimpered. Ohno pressed his lips together and closed his eyes again, silently allowing the younger man to grind against him.

Nino’s movements became faster, both cause he was close and cause they were nearing their stop. He could hear the soft panting behind him, even with the loudness of the train running against the tracks. Nino’s hand gripped his hips tighter, his erection bumping rapidly against Ohno’s ass before he pushed forward, pressing Ohno against the glass and letting out a low groan.

With the way the man was twitching behind him Ohno knew he had came.

He slowly pulled away and rearranged Ohno’s shorts. The train stopped and the doors soon opened. Ohno rushed out, standing on the platform, and looked back at Nino.

They stared at each other while the bodies passed them by. Once the train had departed and the platform was clear again, Ohno spoke up.

“Why?” he asked. “Why did you lie to me?” Nino didn’t say anything, he simply looked at him with guilt stricken eyes. “Answer me!” Ohno yelled, startling the man.

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re sick.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re disgusting.”

“I’m sorry,” Nino’s voice faltered as his eyes burned holes into the ground.

“Why?” Ohno repeated.

“It’s a problem of mine…” Nino solemnly said.

“So you’ve done this to other people? You’ve targeted them, befriended them, and molested them?”

“I’ve pressed myself on other people, but…not like I’ve done to you. I’m sorry.”

The tears that Ohno was holding back were clouding his eyes, finally slipping down his cheeks when he blinked.
“Why me?”

“I thought you were cute.”

“And you figured it’d be okay?”

“I told you…it’s a problem of mine…I can’t help it,” Nino pouted.

“That’s why you got mad at that other guy who touched me?”

“Seeing it from an outsider’s view is scary. I realized how scary it was,” Nino murmured. “I felt guilty that I was putting you through that. But then he was getting aggressive, so I had to stop him.”

“But why befriend me? Why lie to me this whole time?”

“Cause I thought that…maybe you’d…allow me to if we were friends or dating,” Nino’s voice faltered the more he spoke.

“So you lied about going to my school?”

“I did go there, but I dropped out after a year.”

Ohno blinked at him. “So you’ve been picking me up to and from school, while you weren’t even going here?”

“Mm,” Nino nodded. “I’d kill time somewhere else until you were done with classes. Then I’d wait on campus until you were done with your other work,” Nino confessed.

A deep exhale came from Ohno before he pushed past the man and walked towards the exit. Nino ran up after him and took hold of his arm.

“You can report me if you want.”

“No, just…leave me alone.”

Ohno ripped his hand away from Nino’s grasp before leaving. The thinner man simply stood there, watching his retreating figure before going to the other side to wait for the uptown train.
Throughout the day Ohno couldn’t seem to concentrate on anything. His mind just kept reeling over what happened that morning. He wasn’t sure what his feelings were. Was he mad? Was he betrayed? Was he relieved? Was he disgusted and with who was he disgusted with? He didn’t know what was going on in his head.

Around 8PM he left the campus, still in his daze, and walked to the train station.

He turned to his left and froze when he noticed Nino sitting on the benches. ‘He didn’t stay there all day did he?’ Ohno was tempted to go over to him, but he couldn’t. Not when he knows that this man was a creep.

A creep that he started to develop some feelings for.

Deciding to ignore the man, Ohno walked further down the platform. He stopped halfway and looked over at Nino once again. This time the man was looking back at him. Quickly he turned away.

A few seconds later his phone vibrated in his pocket. When he pulled it out, he saw Nino’s number. Again he looked at Nino, who was stilling staring at him. The phone was held at his ear as he waited for Ohno to pick up.

Letting out a deep sigh, the artist picked up.

“I told you to leave me alone,” Ohno said.

“I-I know. I just wanted to apologize once again. After you get on this train I won’t bother you again,” Nino said.

“But you’ll do it to someone else!” Ohno’s voice rose.

“I won’t. I’ll stay at home like I did before.”


“I’ve only done this two times before I realized this was a serious problem,” Nino said. “I decided to stay home where it won’t happen again, but I was yelled at and told to go out. So I did and I regret it cause I caused you trouble,” he continued. “And I hurt you even more with my lies.”

Ohno was silent. He wasn’t sure what to think or what to feel.

“That’s all I wanted to tell you. That I’m sorry and I won’t do it again, ever.”

Nino hung up and put his phone in his pocket when the train showed up. Ohno got on, but went through the carts to the one Nino had gotten on. He moved as quickly as he could before reaching Nino’s cart. He didn’t approach him, he simply watched as the man sat in his seat, staring at his lap.

It was strange, but he pitied him. He almost wished that Nino was just a simple perv who got off on rubbing against people. He wished the man didn’t feel sorry for what he does to others and only cared about self gratification. Instead Nino was battling with himself.

His stop was soon approaching.

Nino’s head went up at the announcement and looked out the window behind him, checking to see if Ohno had gotten off. As the train began moving again, he didn’t see him. In fact he didn’t see any sign of him on the platform. He pouted and turned back, finally noticing Ohno standing by the cart door. There weren’t many people with them, just 7 including the two.

Ohno slowly walked over to Nino, their eyes locked on each other.

“You missed your stop,” Nino said when the man had gotten close enough.

“Mm,” Ohno nodded. He sat down next to the man.

“Are you going to transfer to go back?” Ohno didn’t respond.

“If…I let you do that to me…would it be enough for you?”


Ohno closed his eyes to compose himself. “If I allow you to…rub yourself on me like that, would it be enough for you?” he repeated, turning to Nino. The younger man’s eyes were wide from shock. “Would it be enough?”

“Just you?”



“Does it have to be public?”


Ohno swallowed and nodded. “You can do that to me…whenever you feel the urge to,” he said softly.

“Are you sure?”


It was awkward and weird to make a proposition like that. Ohno then stood up by the door and looked over his shoulder at Nino. The younger man somehow immediately knew what he was doing. He got up and stood behind him.

“You sure?” Nino whispered in his ear, his hand hovering above Ohno’s ass.

“Go ahead,” Ohno said leaning forward and offering himself to him.

As the train moved along the tracks, Nino groped and fondled the man before him. Ohno bit his lip at the soft noises Nino let out as he touched him.

“I’m going to…”

“Go ahead.” Nino placed his hands at Ohno’s hips before pushing against his ass. Somehow it wasn’t bothering him that a few people in the cart were looking at him. In fact it almost made it better. Nino was moaning softly in his ear, his hips moving faster and faster.

“Fuck,” he grunted. “Can I…” Nino hinted as he slightly thumbed the waistband of Ohno’s shorts. The older man nodded, the slight feeling of fear creeping over him.

Nino pulled the back of his shorts down, much like he did earlier, and continued grinding against him. The train made a sharp turn, causing Nino to fully press against him. A soft ‘umph’ noise came from them both. Nino’s hips didn’t stop, they only increased; the hands at his waist tightening.

“Coming?” Ohno asked with a slight tremble in his voice.

“Yeah. You feel so good against me,” Nino moaned, burying his face in the nape of Ohno’s neck. “Ah~,” he cried out before coming again. The new batch of cum, mixing with the already dried up one in his briefs.

Nino moved back enough to allow Ohno to turn around. The artist’s cheeks were flushed and his eyes were a bit watery.

“If you don’t like this or don’t want me to do this, you can just tell me to stop.”

Ohno shook his head. “I don’t want you to lock yourself away. If doing this for you will help, then I don’t mind.”


“Cause I like you,” the man murmured. The train stopped and Ohno stepped off. “You’re picking me up tomorrow?” he asked Nino who was still on the train.

“Same time as always,” Nino smiled. Ohno smiled back before transferring to the other train.

When Nino got off, a few stops later, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and smirked when he saw it was from Ohno.

Don’t forget to clean your underwear, it must be very uncomfortable right now, huh?

Nino laughed and sent him a simple text of ‘shut up’ before walking to his apartment.

platinum28platinum28 on October 22nd, 2011 02:15 pm (UTC)
haha, Ohno must have a really supple butt from the way Nino touches him (both here and in RL!), I admit to turning extremely perverse when I read "The hand cupped him and rubbed him gently yet eagerly", 'eagerly' being the key word. XD

Research a la A no Arashi style? XD

No, thank YOU for sharing!! It was my pleasure. :")
cry1babycry1baby on October 22nd, 2011 02:38 pm (UTC)
ahaha i think Nino said it has calming effects....it must feel awesome then ^^

LOL ......yes yes it was xDDD

^^ will be working on the 3rd chapter soon....when i get my test and drawings out the way haha
platinum28platinum28 on October 23rd, 2011 01:19 pm (UTC)
test and drawings? :D what do you study?

Actually, I havent' read the first chapter yet, I'll get around to it eventually!
cry1babycry1baby on October 23rd, 2011 01:38 pm (UTC)
i'm an art major, and i have an art history quiz on tuesday [didnt study yet] and a book illustration due on wednesday [havent even started drawing for that one] @_@

haha well since each chapter are oneshots they can be read alone so, its actually quite okay if you didnt read the 1st one [since there's no connection] haha
platinum28platinum28 on October 23rd, 2011 01:43 pm (UTC)
Art! :D That's cool, I don't know anyone who majors in art! What's it like? That sounds like me but for music, I have a few reports and foilios due in this week since it's last week before exams begin. D: Good luck, you can do it (even if you procrastinate as badly as I do!)!!

haha, alright, I'll keep in mind for when I'm avoiding my studies then. :P
cry1babycry1baby on October 23rd, 2011 01:49 pm (UTC)
haha its pretty normal. we have to take 4 art history classes [i only got one more left] and then we have to take a bunch of studio classes [aka classes where we paint/draw/sculpt/use photoshop etc]. its fun but veeeeery stressful haha esp. when we obviously have to take the core curriculum classes like a foreign language, a math, like 2 sciences etc. @_@

haha mm i will work on my drawing today so i have monday and tuesday before my test to study TT^TT

also, i've never met a music major haha. how's it like?
platinum28platinum28 on October 23rd, 2011 02:31 pm (UTC)
History is a pain, haha... I do pretty well in it considering how much I dislike it, but I still prefer not to if I don't have to. Studio classes sound awesome though, and there's such a variety as well! Which is your favourite field?

But eh, you still have to take core curric? I'm assuming you're in uni or something similar (maybe be I'm wrong, haha), but here in Australia we don't have stuff like that, we only do subjects related to our major, unless they're electives, in which case we have more choice. I wouldn't be against doing that though, I've forgotten all my math equations already. XD

Music's a lot of fun, quite enjoyable, but it can get really personal sometimes when it comes to performing/composing. For the first two years, we're required to take a aural+theory classe, a history class and our performance subject (which is basically lessons and perfomances, etc) along with an elective of our choice. From 3rd year onwards, we choose our major (performance stream, composition stream, musicology stream, or a combination) if we get the marks required, and specialise from then on. The general issue is bias and opinion based marking, but it's like that no matter what art field you into, I guess.
cry1babycry1baby on October 23rd, 2011 02:40 pm (UTC)
Omg tell me about it. Like you said I get A's and B's in my history courses, but i just hate history xDD. Mm they are very fun, my favorite is illustration cause I like working with my hands and i like drawings more than anything. So when I graduate I would love to be an illustrator ^^

Ohhh really and sweet you're from Australia <3. But yeah im in a general college thats more well known for its bio and engineering buildings. But yeah if i went to an Art school i'd only have to worry about art haha [maybe a few other elective like courses]

speaking of which, we also had to have 7 electives xDD luckily i think they had to be art for me @_@

Oh wow, so basically you're just learning about and composing your own songs? That's really cool ahaha. Have you tried to play any Arashi xDD? But yeah lots of things are opinion based which makes things complicated when you try to take it into consideration while working -__-
platinum28platinum28 on October 23rd, 2011 02:53 pm (UTC)
Illustrations are great, I miss seeing hand drawn ones, a lot of them are computer graphics these days. You can tell I was one of those kids who borrowed books for the pictures and not the reading, haha.

Yeah, Australia's a great place, come visit if you ever get the chance! :D Where abouts in the world are you from?

Ah, I see. Our music faculty is a really small part of the university, no one outside of our building even knows you can do music degree at our uni! XD But electives are great, right? It's nice to have a break from the constant once in a while. I enrolled myself into a dual degree so instead of choosing random electives, I do Japanese and Spanish to go towards the language side of my degree so it's like I have two degrees! But it tacks on an extra 1.5years... I think I'm gonna be studying forever! D: not that I'm complaining

Yeah, I'm a composition major, so in my case I'd be writing songs and stuff. Except I don't really get 'taught', it's more "write something, bring it to the lesson and we'll work on improving it"? And YES, OF COURSE I HAVE!! :D I'm doing some transcribing for communites, like JE_ultrastar and doing up some sheet music for another Arashi music comm, it's one of the best things about being a musician. <3

And you can say that again. ==; Trying to fufill the criteria while trying to do it your way is impossibly hard to strike a balance with. I'm having so much trouble, haha.
cry1babycry1baby on October 23rd, 2011 03:07 pm (UTC)
ahaha yeah which sucks cause all my teachers keep saying is "Everything is digital" and it's like i dont wanna xDD

I definitely wanted to but people keep telling me about the large spiders TT^TT [i dont want to generalize Australia like that but grr at those people] I'm from the US [particularly from New York]

Ooh wow haha. And I would do a double major, but ugh i am so done with school haha i just want my BA and leave @_@. But sweet, you're taking Spanish and Japanese? I'm only taking French as my foreign language [since my parents can speak it and i took 3 yrs in high school...aka i wanted an easy A >.>]

OOOO so cool haha. I always have a small jealousy for musicians. Like i have a guitar but i cant just make any compositions from it...nor can i play it really but yeah i find that to be really cool how you can think up something, see it/hear it, and just write it down haha. My music teacher in high school was like that. I'd be like "while reading those notes can you hear the music in your head?" and he'd be like "...yeah..." xDD

Well i'd def like to hear a piece from you ^^

haha same here, lots of trial and error happening over here xD
platinum28platinum28 on October 26th, 2011 12:07 pm (UTC)
If you go out into the bush for a while, you might expect to see some snakes and spiders, but generally you don't find many at home or anything. We get a few every year, but no biggie. :) If anything, there are a lot of kangaroos roaming in unbuilt areas near our suburb and on the golf courses. XD On this part of the Gold Coast, anyway, haha.

In general, I know close to nothing about New York except that it's the big place for the arts, and Ohno loves it there. XD

I don't mind uni so much during first semester, but second semester is always such a drag because of the stupid way they organise it - 10 weeks of lectures, 1 week break, another 3 weeks of lectures then exam block. It makes it all feel very rushed. D: But wow, you can speak French? :D It sounds really difficult, but I think it'd be very useful! (And who doesn't like getting easy A's? XD)

You'd might be surprised, but there are a lot of musicians who can't hear the music clearly while looking at the notes depending on how difficult it is! Most can get the general gist of it with a few pitching errors, but when it comes down to writing what you hear, that's even worse. XD We had musicianship classes like that, it really showed you what you were capable of.

I'm notoriously bad at slacking off on composing, so I don't really have anything to show you even if my end of year portfolio is due in 3 weeks... XD If you ever post anything of your artwork up, I'd be interested, people can create such amazing things. *______* Sketching is the only thing I'm decent at when it comes to drawing, so I'm sure your art will be something to look forward to. :D
cry1babycry1baby on October 26th, 2011 12:48 pm (UTC)
ahaha i would still love to visit Australia one day, so i will keep it in my places to run off to list xD

LOL xD, yeah there's a lot of museums and art related stuff going on over here. Even on the street there are a bunch of street artists @_@

Yeah usually the 1st semester is kinda blah but for some reason this year i just couldnt handle this 1st semester haha. Well not really speak it...like if i was thrown into France, I'd speak very slowly and/or have grammatical errors xDD. [LOL tell me about it hehe]

Oh wow really? Haha.

haha mm, i plan to try and post up my art somewhere, i gotta or else i wont ever have a portfolio @_@. But I'd very much still like to hear you play~ <3
platinum28platinum28 on October 27th, 2011 02:57 pm (UTC)
Please do, the people here are very friendly and laid back! :D

My mum wants to go to America one day, so maybe I'll be able to walk through the streets of New York and see what's if like with my own eyes, haha. Sounds like entertainment paradise!

haha, but that's like anyone learning a foreign language, you're bound to makes mistakes and have trouble at first! My teacher and I were just discussing languages today, and he said correct Indian prononciation is just impossible to grasp. XD

If you ever do, please let me know, I'd like to see! :D Do you mind if I friend you?
I don't even have a youtube account, but my friend and I are going to do some collaboration projects in the summer holidays, so hopefully we'll get something polished up and done then!
cry1babycry1baby on October 27th, 2011 04:16 pm (UTC)
haha mm, they seem like it. i've never heard of a rude australian xDDD

Oh there's loooots of stuff here xDD. You'd really enjoy it ^^

Haha true. Mm, and i heard that German is hard as well XD

Mm, i definitely will ^^.
You're more than welcomed to friend me ^^. I will add you back ^^
Oooh sounds interesting, do let me know when stuff are up haha
platinum28platinum28 on October 28th, 2011 02:36 pm (UTC)
My sister does German, it doesn't look too bad...? I don't like how they compound words to make massive ones, it makes it hard to read! But cool language (if ony I can get the throaty 'ch' sound right, same with spanish). Speaking of which, can you roll your 'r's? I can't really do it. ;A; *fail*

Thanks, I added you back. \:D/ I'll be sure to pester you occasionally about your art, haha. Good luck with your foilio!
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