.:tetsu?:.
.:literature:.

And then this guy enters into my life, he steals a bit of my breath every day, his fingers dance around the four-stringed instrument, his lips part to sing the part for the backing vocals, and then I find myself falling in love with the music, and falling in love with him because he played the goddamned instrument and sang the goddamned tune.

tetsu portrayed in words:
(by hidoko)

.:cage:.
"His eyes were wide, not as wide as Hyde's but seemed to gather every ray and reflect them in one brilliant glimmer...A doll-like smile hung on his face, so tight and pristine that he could have been made of porcelain."

.:kawaii....naa...:.
"Like a fluffy cotton candy stick."
"kawaii…. naa…" 

.:taste of love:.
"When he smiled, it seemed like a pure white lily in bloom."

.:kurayami:.
"And it seems that from the beginning he's been the most beautiful person I've ever seen; it's almost as if he's radiating some magnetic force...he's as constant as the northern star or something equivalently bright"

.:Mechanical Animals:.
"Tetsu takes a puff, looking as if he'd let it flood his lungs, and then he coughs."

.:White Feathers:.
"That frail figure, so much like a bird's… A bird which couldn't fly, a bird which had no home. A bird which was all alone, with no flock to help it. "

.:La Fleur Hivernale:.
"and his face blushed red enough to match his hair. "

.:horizons:.
"These little orbs of pure light gathered like thousands of fireflies until a humanoid shape was formed...hair as fiery as foxfire...boyish yet delicate face sprang into view, while eyes that were brighter than the morning sun met his. This beauty brought reminiscence of autumn, and as he smiled, those eyes twinkled kindly. The voice that sounded was the same as that of the dream; it brought about a heavy nostalgia. "
 

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