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(OOC: *Cue massive fangirlish giggling on this end. TEEHEEHEE*)

Juana stopped jumping around with a simple-minded swiftness and looked down at Kazuma's hand on the towel, on the towel on her chest... Her face flushed instantly and she looked up at him with huge hazel eyes, blinking repeatedly in utter silence and a tad bit of embarassment. "Uhhh... Kaze-Chan... Your hand, is er... Well, your intentions are very kind but you're kinda feeling me up in a sense." At this her mouth started twitching until her face broke into a full-on smile and she started laughing, pulling away from him slightly and holding her sweatshirt around her waist while she put a hand up and kept laughing. How incredibly embarassing, she thought; looking down at her sweatshirt that was being stretched to it's full capacity around her wet waist and legs. It took her a minute or so to stop laughing enough to acknowledge him further, gladly taking the towels from the people that offered them to her and tying one around her waist, picking up her pants (Geeze man, you know... that sounds really bad and freaking hilarious all at the same time... xD <3) off of the floor and stuffing them into her gear bag then turning to look at Kaze-chan.

"You're very nice, and could I somehow bribe you into showing me to a changing room of somesort. Sorry, I'm kind of a n00b when it comes to Ouran High." She was still smiling, her right hand on her hip and her left hand grasping the handles on her bag.

(Oh, I did. wink )

Juana followed him with her eyes, her right hand still resting on her hip and her left hand holding onto her bag. "I meant bribe, as in... Ahh, NEVERMIND!" with that she slung her bag over her shoulder and walked swiftly over to the lavatory, stopping in front of Kazuma for a moment to say; "Wanna help me get these wet clothes off, babe?" She turned her head and smiled broadly at him, her eyes glittering with mischief. She didn't wait for him to respond, but instead instantaneously tilted her head back in laughter and walked onwards into the ladies room; her laugh reverberating against the walls and out to him. She loved to play such games, it was fun for her even if it was horribly tempting, or embarassing to the guy she was doing it to.

She looked around the empty room quickly, noticing that it was just as elegant as the rest of the school but had a special feminine quality that was very nice; sporting soft shades of blues and purples as well as golds and pinks. The chairs were overstuffed and gold in colour, and there was a gorgeous glass table with a huge vase of stunning red roses in the middle of it. Pictures of goddesses covered the walls, and there was one wall that was made-up completely of bookshelves and stored many books, all about or having the main character as a woman. How wonderful! There were lipstick kisses on many of the mirrors and someone had written "I LUV TAMAKI" in bright led lipstick directly in the middle of a full length glass-mirror that was in the sitting area.

Jauana smiled at all of the silliness and beauty that surrounded her and continued to laugh to herself as she set her bag down on one of the chairs and unzipped it, pulling out a 50 pull-weight longbow, black faux-suede quiver and speciality made competition arrows with metal ends and even weight in the tails. She also pulled out sparring gear, Nunchakus and her sweater that Kazuma had used to cover her up earlier-- it was still wet, so she set it aside and instead pulled out soft purple Hakama's and a white kendo specialty tank-top with her name in bold on the back and at the bottom. A symbol of a mighty blue dragon wrapped around the neckline and traced between her breasts, ending at her stomach. She dressed quickly and let her hair down, looking in the full-length "I LUV TAMAKI" mirror with a smile thumbs up at her reflection, then turned and stuffed her things back into her bag-- being especially careful with her bow, arrows and quiver.

(Teehee, I know what you mean. I looooove Love Hina too, by the way! GRRRRRREAT anime! <3 I guess just think of Juana as Kitsune? Lawl.)

(Shiria? I don't think I remember that character. o.o;; Picture?)

Juana shouldered her bag with ease and walked out of the lavatory, the sweet smell of the roses following her in stride as she walked back into the dining hall and immediately spotted Kazuma who was sitting by the door of the lavatory sharpening his weapon. Juana put her hand up to shield her hands from the light that rebounded off of the hilt then edged to the side and set her bag down, taking the seat beside Kazuma with a smile.

"That's one mighty big sword you've got there, mister. Whatchoo say if I asked to handle it sometime?" Juana raised her left eyebrow and her mouth twitched a bit as she leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees while she watched him sharpen it, her eye soon caught by the sheath, which she considered to be quite lovely. "OOOOOOH! May I, er... may I see the sheath? It in relation to the sword reminds me of one of my first times sparring with a katana, which I lost horribly at due to my own incompetence." Juana sighed idly and reached for the sheath, taking it gently in her hands to examine the weight and then standing; looking around for something... BANG! She brought it down with one mighty swing against the chair she was sitting on and then recoiled quickly as it made a loud splintering noise, her face contorted in pain at what she had just done. Carefully, and very slowly she pulled her right hand away from the sheath and there it was, a giant crack running down the side of the sheath and to the tip. How in the hell did she do that? She didn't even hit that hard!

"... I AM SOOOOOO SORRY! I-I'll fix it, I HAVE GLUE! I CAN FI-AHH, wah! And she tripped! Riiight over her Hakama, falling with the sheath directly on Kazuma. Her natural instinct was to hold herself up, and with the sheath in her hand it conveiniently ended up between Kazuma's legs, and she fell to the side ontop of him; her eyes bugging out in comical embarassment. [Cue massive exasperated anime face here. Lol.]

(So you want to cosplay a chubby computer geek that closely resembles a hobbit with glasses and has an older women fetish? *Looked him up, 'cause the picture didn't work... OOOOOOK, whatever rocks your boat man! MY hot bod would definitely sport Naru well. HAHA!)

"Ughhhh... I'm fine... I think..." Juana shook her head and looked right at him; her eyes wide in question. "Do you realize I'm sitting on your lap with your GIANT freaking sword under my a**?" This made her smile, standing up now and looking down at the mischevious sword then removing it swiftly from his hands and holding it up for examination purposes.
"Hmm, very nice. I like the weight," she slid her left hand down the blade, cutting open her hand with little notice on her behalf and then sliding it back down to the hilt, tossing it from one hand to the other and then in one fluid motion she pointed the tip directly at Kazuma's face, her eyes glittering playfully and her posture that of claiming challenge.

"Kaze-chan, you are now MY manslave! I OWN you now, and whatever I ask YOU do. You got it?!" She was totally serious! She kept the sword pointing right at him for another minute, laughed and then recoiled it; bringing it close to her hip and holding it there waiting for his response.

(O RLY? So you're a hotteh, eh? SEND ME HOTT BOD PICTURES! RAWRAWRAWRAWRAWR! XD <3 But seriously, please do! xD And thanks, it so is. It's positively gape-worthy. Har! *slapstick*)

Juana raised both of her eyebrows now and looked at him, not really "up at him" 'cause they were similar heights, he might have two or three inches on her but that wasn't very much at all in her eyes. "Well, darling..." she said coyly, stepping in closer and grabbing the front of his shirt, pulling him to her with a tug so that their faces were about two inches from eachother and so he could feel her breath on his skin. "You would have to do ANYTHING I asked. My laundry, clean my weapons, walk me home, do my homework, clean my house, protect me when I don't want to protect myself, and have a heart of gold that would NEVER turn a sweet, innocent young girl like me into a horrible, brute-like sinner! Do you think you could do that, or should I employ someone elses skills that might be stronger, faster and wiser? Little boy, you have so much to learn-- and I, Juana Fanta can teach you!"

She then pulled him all the way to her and kissed him passionately on the lips for about five seconds then shoved him away as quickly as she had brought him to her-- the sword still rested in her left hand and she smiled up at him innocently, like nothing had ever happened. "Will you carry my bag for me, Kaze-Kun? It's very heavy, and a small girl like me gets soooo tired from lugging it around with her all the time." As she said this she intentionally flexed the bulging muscles in her arms, showing obvious sarcasm on her behalf as she had absolutely no problem lifting approximately 170 pounds on her own, and more when provoked.

"Oh, and you're my boyfriend now, 'kay?" She smiles broadly and responds to her own question, "KAAAAAAAAAAY!" then leans in and kisses him sweetly on his left cheek and grabs ahold of his hand. It may be illegal for a nineteen year old to date a fifteen year old, but she didn't much care at this point as she smiled at him with the most intensely sweet intentions that it could make Willy Wonka go into diabetic shock

Juana's innocent smile quickly turned evil as she kept the sword by her hip, grasping it tightly enough that her hand was turning white. "One last thing," she said, her voice strong and forceful; "I want to play with your sword! SO HAH!" and with that she turned heel and ran like all hell had broken loose. Swinging the sword over her head comically while cackling as she ran through the main dining hall doors and smacked the tip of the blade hard against the wall as she swung it to the left. Her mouth gaped open a little bit and she stopped in her tracks to asses the damage she had done. "...Why me... Why, why me?!" she had made quite the long, deep slash mark that ran about three feet down the hall, the blade not so much as receiving a single nick in it's metal. Her face turned bright red and the sword dropped down, her shoulders loosening as she looked on in horrible guilt, mumbling semi-incoherantly to herself, "I've got to stop doing this, I'm going to end up burning the whole damn place down next if I can't even control this one little bitty sword."

With a sigh Juana looked at Kaze-Kun sadly and walked back over to him, her eyes big and glassy as she held the sword out to him pitifully, her ego completely screwed for the moment. "I'm sorry for attempting to murder all of your stuff," she moaned, her posture not doing much for her in all of her feigned glory; "And I won't touch your sword EVER AGAIN. Scouts honor!" She wasn't a scout, but she found it to be a viable response to this annoyance, so she lifted her right hand and bowed her head to him, still holding the sword out with her left hand in his general direction, waiting for him to grasp it once again.