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BUT,I'm still a bit naive with my x x x ( ♥ )
When you're clσsє, ii don't { b r e a t h e }
íí can't find the words to speak ii feel spαrks !!

WHEN it's not alright ,when it's nσt ok
Will you try to make me feel ( b e t t e r ) ?
Will чσu say alright? Will YOU say ok?
Will you stick with mє through { w h a t e v e r }
OR run away ? xxxxxxxxxx

MISS INDEPENDENT THAT'S WHY I LIKE HER

Sang the smooth voice belonging to the hip-hop gentleman known as Ne-Yo. The sun's bright rays peeked through the cracks of the curtains revealing parts of the elegant French themed room.The sound of the echoing music began to stir a bit of movement from the lush and fluffy queen sized bed. Soon enough a feminine hand reached over to shut the music off, stretching gracefully and yawning softly the girl sat up as she ran her fingers through her dark autumn locks. It had immediately become obvious who the sleepy teen was, Emiko Lee Misaki otherwise known as the Ouran hostess cool type. Blinking the sleep out of her eyes, she looked over at her slumbering buddy "Morning Alice" Emiko whispered stroking the fur of the purring gray and white stripped kitten while fixing the light pink ribbon around her neck. The petite feline had been an unexpected gift from her parents, not that it was a negative thing, it was nice being rewarded for her good grades.

Slipping out of her bed, the rest of the morning was just part of her usual routine. Walking over to the window to part the curtains, politely greeting her maid Marie as she fixed her bed, make a few adjustments on any clothes she was working on, and of course heading to the bathroom to freshen up for the day. If there was one important thing in Emiko's book it was cleanliness. Grabbing a nearby towel and robe, she slowly made her way towards her personal bathroom. 30 minutes ticked by and Emiko was almost prepared, she wasn't the type of girl who wasted time. Her make up and perfume was already applied now all that was needed was to put on her Emiko approved uniform.

Yes, the seventeen year old had made a few alterations to her uniform, the last thing she wanted to be was a plain jane. Emiko had just made the hem a lot shorter and the fit just a tad tighter, everyone know's long and puffy dresses were last season. If the hostess had things done her way, her changes would have been more drastic, though she was sure the principal as well as her strict father wouldn't be so leaniate. It seemed the Emiko would have to make the outfit work with confidence, looks, and who could forget accessories ! Speaking of accessories the brunette pulled her hair up into a loose bun and slipped a yellow floral headband on the top of her head, she then put on a pair of pearl earrings. "Perfect" she smiled at her reflection, satisfied with her appearance for the day. Her bright ballet tapped softly through the hallway and down the spiral marble staircase.

Arriving at the dining room Emiko quickly noticed her younger sister and father already eating their breakfast. Mother was away on a sort of business trip if you will, recruiting up and coming models to come work for her agency. "Goodmorning" she smiled giving her father a kiss on the cheek and her sibling a nice ruffling of her hair, the two often found ways to bother each other all the time. Sitting down the female placed the napkin on her lap as she began picking at the food in front of her, she wasn't in the mood for this omelette. "Daddy" started Mai "Mimi's going to be kissing a boy from school" the little one smirked, purposely leaving out the fact that it was for a play. This bit of information had rapidly caught her father's attention "Emiko, explain yourself" he began while folding his newspaper up. "You don't have to worry dad, it's just a play, plus the Ouran hosts and hostesses have to take part of it" Emiko replied glaring at the little squirt she had to call a sister. Her father grunted "You know how I feel you and this hostess ordeal, why can't you join a more reasonable curricular activity?" he started. The feminine cool type couldn't help but sigh, it was the same conversation everyday, why do you want to be a fashion designer? Why do are you part of a silly hostess club? "I've lost my appetite" she replied "I hope you two have a nice day" she finished standing up, it bothered her when her father tried planning out all she did.

The butler bid her farewell as he opened her door, revealing the dark limousine parked in front of the home. It was a bit chilly, but there surely would be a few kind boys willing to give up a sweater. Sitting in the back of the automobile, the driver began to go, this part of the morning meant it was text checking time. Emiko scanned through all her texts, it was the usual. Boys asking if she'd have time to go out during the weekend, or some sort of ridiculous rumor. Is it true you lost your virginity? she read to herself "Of course not !" she exclaimed, the things people did to ruin reputations. Ignoring it she went on to her next text, it was from the dear princess type. Hmm practice starts today she thought to herself, the Beast was going to be Jiro, Hime-chan's brother if she wasn't mistaken. It was funny how she hardly knew her friend's brother, the two had never really held a conversation.

It wasn't too long until Emiko arrived in front of a familiar sight, Ouran High. Thanking her driver as he opened her door she stepped outside and began making her way. Smiling and greeting people she hardly knew was part of being a hostess, the more friendly and approachable she seemed the more customers they would receive. Normally she would take time to chat with a few boys, but it was wise not to keep Risa waiting. Making her way into the drama room she noticed a few props used in previous plays, all though she wasn't ecstatic over the whole things it was still pretty interesting. "Hello girls, don't you two look wonderful as usual" she smiled taking her place besides their princess while going through a new wave of texts. Emiko chocolate hues glanced at each one, every time she changed her phone number customers as well as jealous students seemed to get a hold of it somehow.


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『Clumsy』--- No matter how athletic he could be, he will and always be a klutz. He'll stumble, slip and fall more often than the normal human being. It doesn't matter how flat the floor is, Shouji will find some sort of invisible flaw and will trip on it and bump his face into the nearest solid object or the ground most of the time. Most of the residents of Neverland are aware of how accident prone he is. It's his clumsiness that usually makes him late in sending mail, but he does try to send them all on time during the day. It's not that he's the worst when it comes to finding directions--He's number one at finding his way around--it's just means that he was never meant to go places without bumping into something and potentially breaking his face on something.

『Caring』--- It's a mistake to get sick with Shouji present beside you ! In fact you may end up regretting it. In the rapid blink of an eye, he'll loyally be by your side asking why your up when you should obviously be resting snugly in bed. If you didn't go home right at that instant, he'd shove some sort of medicine down your throat or devise some nonsense lecture on proper hygiene. Anything to make sure you'll go back go home. His (poor) flirting skills will be set to max and you will be tricked into going back to your humble abode, even if it means he has to tie you to his waist and take you to the post office to nurse you, all the while telling you how 'pretty' you are. He's a calm fellow generally but really, don't get sick around him. Shouji will most likely add visiting you to his daily routines, he'll be coming by nearly every day after work to feed you some sort of microwaved noodles. I warn you it's not the best ...

『Organized』--- Shouji Hayashi is the most organized person you'll ever came face to face with. What can you expect from the post man? Wouldn't want any confusion or lost mail would you ? Papers, notebooks, books, folders, immense amounts of letters (and even pencils) are organized all over his bedroom. If he had the time it would be alphabetized and color coded too. Being a borderline neat freak works for him, everything always make it to their set on destination. He can find things without a problem, he never loses things ... well not till this day.

『Friendly』--- Shouji is your friendly neighborhood post man. He is the type of person who is most likely friends with the entire class--in this case, the entire town. He loves to chat with people he meets or passes by, even if it's a simple 'Good morning, nice day were having' At first, he may seem a bit timid, but once he delivers mail to you once or twice, he starts to open up a bit more. Anyone's welcome to come up to him and make some small talk. This twenty year old teddy bear is willing to listen to anyone's troubles or to just talk and keep someone company.

『Shy』--- Shouji is a really timid guy, especially when it comes to the opposite gender. This male will stutter and blush to the point where you begin to wonder if everything is alright. This sort of routine takes place with almost every girl, especially one he finds attractive. Shouji has gone on a few official dates in the past but hasn't exactly gotten to the 'r' word stage yet. Yes, a true relationship ! Though deep down his innocent bumbling exterior beats the heart of a good to honest sweet heart. Hopefully some day he'll find that perfect gal who will accept this ungraceful yet intelligent package for who he is.

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Shouji Hyashi actually came from a family of post office owners. It's not as glamorous or interesting as other families but it was something that they were interested in. The family 'business' is mainly situated in Neverland where he is currently looking over in place of his parents whom are located in another town managing the connection there. It all started when the true owners of the post office passed away, soon after stories of it being haunted arose and no one wanted to go near the place. It was a bit chaotic, no letters were sent or received for days until the brave Hyashi adults decided to step up to the plate. Some people feared their safety while others just called them insane, though much to everyone's surprise they were actually alright. The pair didn't seemed hurt, possessed, or zombie-like. The post office opened once again and the flow of the Neverland letters was back to normal.

Born into the life of paper and postage stamps, Shouji became fond of the smell of the envelopes his family lovingly delivered to neighbors and other cities and towns. There wasn't a day in his childhood where he wasn't near the familiar heavy canvas bag of envelopes. His parents were social people, always talking and making friends with those they came across during their delivery. Communication was a big thing for their family, so at least once or twice a week, trips out to the city and near by towns were made to send mail to farther away places.

It was planned for him to be part of the post office, but it was soon discovered that he was not quite fit to be. Before he even turned three, he met more bumps, crashes, and accidents than the regular kid. Not to mention, he was sometimes late for some reason, often getting distracted by a butterfly or the neighbor's cat. His future looked grim as a mail man---or even as a regular person. No human being should be this accident-prone. His parents tried everything they could possibly do. Teaching him how to balance books on his head, perfect his posture, stretching exercise. Nothing seemed to work and ten years have passed with him being as clumsy as usual.

By the time he turned sixteen, his parents decided they trusted him enough to handle delivering mail around Neverland while they left to manage a branch of the post office in another town. Of course they had some doubts, considering how clumsy and ungraceful he is. It wasn't unlikely if he somehow catches the entire post office on fire ---but they had to start somewhere. It had gone decently enough since then (really, it could have been worse). With the deal finally set and done Shouji Hayashi was now officially Neverland's post man, though the lad didn't want to admit out loud, but he still feared the myths and legends of the post office. And none of them sounded too positive, his parents reassured him that during their time at the office nothing ghostly like had ever happened. That statement had calmed him down somewhat, but Shouji still didn't want to take the chances of being alone. So the male had hired himself a personal post assistant to work by his side (and possibly be a witness if they did came across a ghost). It's been four years since he had first booked the job and Shouji has become just a pinch less clumsy. Besides the whole haunting problem hanging over his head, he enjoys roaming the town and delivering mail to people he has come to know over the years.

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Chase's chest rose with each deep breath he took, his dark orbs took a quick glance at the sun lingering over the field. "Man, it's hot" he whispered to himself wiping the sweat off his forehead with the back of his arm as he focused his attention back unto the players. It was the end of the first day of school and what better way to finish it off than to practice in intense heat with the soccer team. "Alright practice is over for the day boys, head for the showers" yelled the coach, the boys all sighed in relief as some of them began jogging towards the locker room while others took their time by walking and joking around. "Hey good job today Chase, not too bad for an underclassman" grinned Adam giving the sophomore a playful punch to the arm "You know your just as good as that kid that got kicked off the team last year" the jet black haired kid added "Now what was his name again?" he asked out loud as he placed his shirt trenched with perspiration on his shirtless shoulders. "Hey James, what was the name of that f** we had?" he asked calling over the other senior. Chase's eyes widened a bit suddenly wishing he hadn't stuck around, surely he was going to start talking about Al. "The homo's name was Alphonse, and it was a good thing too, there was no way I was going to play on this team knowing I had some guy checking me out" he commented as the bare chested player started making his way towards the showers. Adam nodded his head to that "Well you don't have to worry about him anymore, all I know is were lucky to have you kid" he said ruffling the top of Chase's hair before heading off with James. "Yeah" Chase lied as he watched his teammate go away.

Normally he would have gone after him to join the others to in the locker room, but he felt like being alone for a tad. Kicking up the ball with his foot he began to bounce it from one knee to the next, this lasted for about 20 min. before the sixteen year old had finally decided to give up. Walking back to the locker room he realized most of the guys were already done. "What took you so long, you overachiever?" said one guy already dressed and ready to go, most of the other boys had already taken their showers and were getting dressed. "Yeah your going to be the last one here" said someone else. About 10 min. passed by and Chase was the only one getting undressed to take a shower in the locker room " You sure your gonna be okay here all alone?" asked Adam " I heard this place is haunted" he joked as he buttoned up the last button on his shirt. "I'll be alright" Chase replied as he pushed Adam as he went out. Taking off the rest of his clothes he grabbed a bar of soap from his locker and wrapped a white towel around his waist as well. As soon as the teen reached the showers he took off his towel revealing his completely nude body, he didn't mind being alone it just meant he had all of the time in the world. After turning on the water he closed his eyes as the water sent a soothing sentiment through out his whole body " Hmm " he hummed softly soaking in the moment.