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 Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 6:41 pm
Kimiko shook her head.
"Iie, if you had, I probably wouldn't have been calling you Yuusuke." she said. "I'm not on casual terms with too many people."
She grinned as she stepped past him, glancing back.
"Kinda surprises me that I've been hanging around you so long, ne?" she said. "But hey, I have classes still, so where's that notebook?"
--->B-32
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 7:19 pm
Yuusuke smirked, "You don't seem to be too bothered by me calling you Kimiko, ne?"
He looked around his room quickly, trying to reorient himself. He knew that the notebook was on his dresser, but wasn't really used to this place enough to quickly be able to point out the dresser, or the notebook.
"Over there," he remarked, pointing to the notebook. She had probably seen it before him, but oh well.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 5:15 pm
Michael stepped out of his room, looking up and down the hall. He chose a random direction and began to walk. He thought over many things of the differant aspects of this place. The people, the subject, the schedules, the teachers. He wasn't sure what it all really meant in the end.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:56 am
Just as he was about to head to the cafeteria, the bell banged in his ears. He shook his head. "Guess I waited too long. Oh well." He bolted down the stairs to the classrooms quick as a flash.
----->Chemistry
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 2:32 pm
<-----main hallway
"Oh, I dunno..." Ganju replied mildly. He didn't miss his companion's twitchy behavior. He turned around to walk backward, maiking it perfectly clear to Michale he knew he had the kid just where he wanted.
"I'm figurin' til I get bored with it, but who knows how long that might take... And it really all depends on how greedy you are... a day supply to some ain't hardly half a day to someone else.... and you get busted cuz you do somethin' stupid like OD, you don't know me, cuz I don't know you, got me?" Anything else he was about to say was driven from him as his back collided sharply with someone else's. He whirled around to see that same kid he'd bumped into in the courtyard that afternon.
"The hell is your problem? Don't you ever look where you're going?" Ganju gave Reiku Inoue a sharp poke in the chest.
<------boy's tv lounge
Mamoru had just cracked open the can of sour drink when his back struck something quite solid. With a scowl in place, he whirled around to see some lanky, shaggy haired, gap toothed boy glaring down at him. Not that he was going to excuse himself, but even if he were the kid poked him before he could even entertain the notion.
"You must not want that finger, baka," Mamoru replied coldly. "You better watch who you're poking. You obviously don't know who you're ******** with."
He shook his own choppy tresses out of his eyes, and quickly searched his brain for any sign of recollection of this guy. Obvopusly he knew Reiku, since he was treating him like some pushover. Perhaps it was time he got acquainted with Mamoru...
"Ooh, big talk... you grow a backbone this fine evenin', Inoue? Be careful... don't want to get it broken." Ganju snickered. "I heard traction can be a b***h."
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 10:38 pm
Michale frowned, watching Ganju. He knew when he was beat. But he cleared his throat and put on his business smile.
"Of course, Ganju-san. If that happens, we work out another method of payment. By then I should have the credits to spare, or else figured out something."
His grin faltered when Ganju spoke of getting caught, but he schooled his expression. One hand scratched at his upper arm.
"You really think I'd let myself get caught?" he said, affecting an affronted air. "Really, I know my way around ---"
He stopped his sentence as he saw the short redhead just in front of Ganju. He had been about to point out the inevtiable, when the collision occurred. He frowned at the short kid, standing just behind Ganju, who was tall in his own right, but still not so much when beside the lean giant that Michale was. Then his expression changed to a smile that was in no way reassuring and certainly did not conceal the danger that flickered in his coal-colored eyes.
"And you might want to not threaten if you don't know what you're up against." he said to the redhead, shrugging almost affably. Damn short people and their inferiority complexes. Like that blond kid he scuffled with in the courtyard.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 11:24 pm
Mamoru's eyes darted back and forth between Ganju and Michale.... not that he looked nervous, height differences aside. <********, what is with the damn giants roaming this damn school.... everywhere I turn, it's getting damn ridiculous... they must be putting something in the milk or something."
He squared his shoulders before taking a sip from the can in his hands, then smirked up at Michale easily enough.
"Am I supposed to be sared of you, Scratchy.... cuz I'm not. What's wrong, lost your rash cream? Keep scratching like that and you'll break the skin..."
Now he was being and a** and he knw it, but Mamoru just couldn't help himself. His mouth often had a mind of it's own... not that he ever regretted anything he had to say. That was more reiku's department after all. Regret, grief, tears.... that wasn't Mamoru's deal at all. But he wasn't a complete fool... he knew better than to pick a fight in the halls with two guys that towered over him, one taller than the other. That was more crap than he was willing to deal with.
"Look, don't get your panties in a wad... JUst move along and mind your own business, and I'll do the same, ne?"
Ganju looked at Inoue with narrowed eyes.... something was off about the kid. Usually he'd be skittering off to the background by now.... probably crying bcause everyone has to pick on him or some such bullshit. But now... well, if he didn't already know the kid was a wimp, he might think the little twerp might try something.
"Whatever, chibikun.... just watch where you're going next time."
"You do the same. It wasn't you chest I ran into... your so skinny you might have cracked a rib if I had."
"You startin' s**t with me, bozu?"
"Me? Never...." Mamoru took a sip of his drink, then smiled tightly at Ganju, as though emphasizing the lack of gap in his own teeth. "Why would I do something like that.... I don't even know you. I'm new here, after all..."
"Have you cracked your skull... you ain't new here, and you do so know me."
"Don't, sorry.... I think I'd remember a face like that...."
"You calling me ugly?"
"I didn't say that, you did... But for future reference, I'll thank you to leave my little brother alone too, ne? No more shoving him around cuz you know he won't do anything... but I will."
"Is that a threat, small fry?" Ganju was getting really tired of this kid's crap. He cracked his knuckles, ready to shut Inoue up one way or another.
Mamoru was unperterbed. It took a bit more than some skinny wannabe thug to strike fear in his heart, after all.
"Iie.... just a friendly warning. I don't like bullies... especially bullies who hassle Reiku." He looked down at the watch that circled his wrist. Damn, it was later than he had suspected, and all this was getting to be more hassle than it was worth. Though he wasn't really one to back down from a fight, he had no desire to get jumped either, which could very well happen in a two on one ituation. Without speaking another word to either boy, he lowered the can of lemonade from his lips, then spun on his heel, going to Reiku's room. He was too wired to sleep, but he couldn't go back into the tv lounge with Michael there ith the potential to blow his cover... he was probably saying too much already.
----->Inoue's room
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