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 Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 7:16 am
{Oh yes, that's a fact. x.x
Let's make it so that Kiyoshi's seated behind Roka. 8D
Kobi! Make Kohaku talk to Kiyoshi? =P}
Ayame gave a soft sigh as she smiled, "Aw... That's so cute! What's its name?" For a moment, she went into her 'normal' mode, almost forgetting that she was a teacher in a private school, exclusive for only the wealthy. Her sparkling eyes suddenly died down as she gave an apologetic smile.
"Ah, sorry..." She shook her head. "Why don't you give your house a call, and ask someone to bring the kitten home? For the time being, I'll excuse you from the first lesson of the day. It's just a class briefing, so you won't miss anything important, nor examinable."
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 8:00 pm
"You're weeeeeelcome." The girl said pleasantly, drawing out the word with her usual, large grin on her face.
"A little." She admitted. "Even though the kind of doctor I'm aiming for doesn't usually deal with phobias, since they're kind of more psychological, I want to make sure I know about it anyways." Then, she looked thoughtful. "Let's hope it's nothing too serious." Her gaze flickered to the door, and she blinked. "But she just went outside with the teacher. I'm sure whatever is wrong, she'll be able to work it out with Miss Ayame." The girl decided, with a nod of her head.
"What is?" She asked, with a blank stare, before following his gaze to the book she held in her hands. "Oh, this!" Mitsuko grinned. "Teehee, I keep my notes in here. It's very important to me." She smiled, shaking her head. "Though...I do lose it a lot. And if I lose it for good, I have to rewrite everything." She held the book back up. "This is my fourth one...I think." She wrinkled her nose in thought, before giving up.
"Bless you!" She shifted her position, so instead of sitting on the chair like a horse, she was kneeling on the seat. Really, Mitsuko did resemble a child in many ways. At his comment, she looked shocked, and squeaked a bit. "'Tsuko didn't mean it like that, Roka-kun! You aren't silly! It's just...um...you...aren't stupid...and...stuff?" She trailed off, looking completely confused at what she was trying to say. "You...just aren't stupid or silly! You're a very...uh...Oh! You're a very awesome person." She finished, grinning brightly. Yes, that's what she meant.
The girl kind of bounced up and down on her seat, stopping only when she almost slipped off, catching herself on the chair, and pulling herself back up. She seemed almost eager to want to learn about Roka's family, but didn't want to pry on the topic. If he wanted to speak about it, then he would, right? She didn't want to be rude, after all. Not that she hasn't really been already.
"A girl from Class 1B?" She repeated, furrowing her brows. She had met two of them today. 'Could it be Miho-chan?' She thought to herself 'Or was it maybe Chiya-chan?' Those were the only two she had met from Class 1B. She most doubted it was her new, bouncy friend Chiya, but like Roka had said, sometimes people hide things, right? Even Mitsuko. But really, though she didn't want to tell anyone, at the same time, she wanted to get it out.
A frown appeared over the girl's lips, and she kind of flailed. "Roka-kun! Don't be sill - No, wait! Don't...uhm..." She trailed off, and, turning red at her constant stumbling, she cleared her throat, before continuing. "I don't see how you can frighten anyone, Roka-kun! I think you're nice." She said stubbornly, her mouth together in a firm line, seeming oddly serious on this.
The words of her parents crossed through her mind, about how some students would try befriending her, only to try taking advantage of her and their wealth. Mitsuko knew this...but she didn't really want to admit it. It was true, there were probably tons of people like that in Ouran, but Roka was not one of them. Thus far, no one she met seemed like one of these kinds of people, but again, she couldn't really tell, could she? Still, she stubbornly believed that everyone she met today were potential friends. She may often be seen as someone who's head was just filled with air, and didn't know about the feelings others, but really, she was quite sensitive to others. Sometimes her hyperness just got in the way of that.
Roka's words caught the girl by surprise, and she sighed, resting her chin on the back of her chair, silent for a moment. Finally, she spoke, "I don't think there's such a thing as too much. As a child, I never got cared for or really loved at all, other then from my grandmother, who died about four days ago." She hesitated, "I...don't blame my parents though, of course. Being a doctor is hard work - I understand that. I guess it's just a normal child's wish to be noticed and cared about by their parents." Nodding her head, she continued, "And I know. My mother and father warned me about it, but even so. Even if people don't care about me the same way I do for them, or even if they detest me, that's still no reason for me not to be kind to them. Some people have unhappy pasts. Though I most doubt they will allow me to, I want to somehow be able to bring at least some form of light to their future, whether it's friendship, company allies, or...anything, in my family's power, really."
Then, a sigh left the girl's lips, as he spoke about getting hurt. "I'm...also aware of that." She admitted. "Though it's, not only part of my doctor instincts, but the fact I was neglected as a child that brings me to help others. I know friendship certainly isn't in the best interest in others around here. It's mostly the companies, lineage, and all that kind of stuff. I know that there is the chance that I can get hurt from a betrayal from someone I thought was a friend, but I made a promise to my grandmother before she died. I'd come to school everyday, and do my best at everything I try, and make new, true friends. If I ever run into a roadblock, or if I do end up getting hurt from something, I'll find a way to spring right back up." She grinned for a moment. "Just like my constant falling, and clumsiness. As much as it hurts, I get right back up!" Well, that was a lame thing to compare it to, but it did make...well, a little sense, at least?
Mitsuko blinked, and gave a small smile and shake of her head. "Really, most people in our community detest commoners, yet I almost envy them and their freedom." She rose her head, and regained her usual, cheery looking self. "Thanks for the warning, Roka-kun, but even if I tried, I don't know if I can, or want, to change myself. That'd be kinda hard, you know? Besides, I'm sure out there, there are a few people who can accept me for who I am!" She chirped, glancing around, with a sort of smile in her eyes, at her classmates.
Finally realized she just spilled everything, and that, like her parents said, she DID talk far too much, the girl clapped a hand over her mouth. "Swory." Her attempt to apologize was muffled by her hand, though it was clear what she had tried to say.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 12:13 am
"Rose...marie." Minori fidgeted rather awkwardly, switching the kitten's position to her arms instead. The kitten rubbed its face against her arm, settling contently as it closed its eyes.
She nodded along to the teacher's words and then hesitated. "Where do I go to call?" She hoped it wouldn't be too far away, she did want to get back to class as soon as possible. Darn it for not having a phone.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 7:47 am
"If you go to the staff room or the main office, people will see her," Ayame stated with a nod, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. Staying silent for a moment, she continued with a smile, "Use my cellphone? Take my cellphone to the ladies' room and call your house with it. Remember not to let anyone see nor hear you."
After speaking, she quickly took out a silver cellphone, and slipped it into Minori's bag. She was sure that there were nobody looking at them, so it should be safe. Winking, the teacher leaned forward, "Come back as soon as you can! The school courtyard should be empty now, so there shouldn't be anyone there when you return her."
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 8:54 pm
Takumi sighed inwardly as he slipped into the classroom. Hope I'm not late...
Looking around, he noticed that the others were seating themselves as they pleased. He strolled over to an empty desk near Mitsuko and next to the familiar boy he had seen earlier. Placing his bag on the table, Takumi drew the chair out and flopped down rather casually. He turned towards his classmates sitting in front and tried to listen in on the conversation.
From the snatches of words he caught from Mitsuko, Takumi suspected she was talking about herself. He leaned forward a little and propped his head on a hand.
( We should draw up a seating chart. =3 )
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 1:34 am
Minori let out a whoosh of her breath she hadn't realised she was holding. "Arrigato, Miss Ayame." She smiled at the teacher, patting the lump in her bag where the cellphone lay.
Giving a small bow to show her thanks, the girl hustled off to the nearest restroom, her eyes following the signs.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:38 am
{Yes we should...
*will do it on MS Paint when she has the time*
By the way, is the boy Roka or Kiyoshi?}
Ayame watched as the girl went off, turning back to face the classroom only after she was out of sight. A smile tugged at her lips as she walked back into the room, her eyes scanning the students taht she would teach for this whole year.
"Alright, class!" She said, clapping her hands for attention. "Choose a seat, and we'll start with the first lesson of the day... Class contact time! It's time to make decisions and for formal introductions! Now, I expect good manners from everyone, so please keep all non-school related things... MP3 players, headphones, iPods... Take them out only after school."
She paused, waiting for the students to settle down. Then, pointing at Mitsuko, she smiled, "Please stand up, and introduce yourself... Full name, interests, and other random facts about yourself that you would like others to know. After that, point to another random person in the class and sit down. That person will continue, and follow the same procedures."
{Lessons start now. =P}
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 5:47 pm
[[Kai will post quickly o3o;;]]
She cocked her head to the side when she felt as if they were being watched, or listened in. Turning, she almost fell out of her seat in surprise to find that Takumi was suddenly there.
"Takumi-kun! Eavesdropping?" She huffed, though a grin was on her face. She would have said more, if it were not for Miss Ayame reentering the room, and calling them all to attention. Turning one last moment to smile at Roka and Takumi, she sat down on her seat properly, and turned her attention to the teacher.
"Hm?" When Miss Ayame pointed towards her, Mitsuko rose her own finger to point at herself. "Me?" She asked, with a blink, glancing at those around her. Then, with a grin, she rose. "Sure!"
"Helllllo! My name is Takara Mitsuko, though I'm usually far more comfortable just going by Mitsuko." She paused, to give a little, happy wave around to her classmates. "As you could probably tell from my last name, both of my parents are doctors, and I'm to pursue that career as well." She said happily. "My interests are studying medicine, singing, animals - especially snakes, spiders, and kittens - the piano, and reading." Mitsuko pressed her finger against her lips. "Random facts? ...Well...nothing in particular, I guess, but I do look forward to speaking to everyone if I have the chance someday!" Then, raising a hand and waving furiously, she grinned at Miss Ayame. "It's a pleasure to meet everyone, and it's a pleasure to be in your class, Miss Ayame!" She chirped, and offered everyone another, big smile, before turning to look at those who sat around her.
After a moment, taking Takumi by the arm, she dragged him up. "Your turn, Takumi-kun." She said with a grin, a sort of not-really vengeful revenge for trying to eavesdrop. Then, giving him a small pat on the head, she sat down on the seat again, though at an angle so she could see Roka.
"I didn't know whether you would be comfortable introducing yourself yet, so I decided to give you little more time." She said quietly, with a grin. "Hope you don't mind? I didn't know whether you wanted to go yet, or not." Then, she turned her attention back on Takumi.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 9:22 pm
(Um... Kiyoshi I guess. )
Takumi stood with a blank expression for a moment, still not quite realizing what had just happened. He blinked a few times before giving a small cough.
"I, uh... alright," he said, giving Mitsuko a mock glare. "My name's Akiyama Takumi. Takumi will do... Mmm... my father's head of the top manga publishing company so if you guys ever need anything, just ask me. I suppose I'll be taking over the company later on.
Interests? Let's see... reading, music, maybe sketching once in a while. Ah... random facts? I've got a little sister, she's 9. I suppose that's it. Well then..." Takumi looked around the room, his eyes once again settling on the boy sitting next to his desk. Well I guess I should see what his name is. Maybe I'll remember... He raised a hand and gestured at the boy. "Your turn," he said pleasantly, before strolling back to his seat.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 6:49 am
Kiyoshi had barely heard the teacher coming in. It was the sudden movement of the pupils that told him the teacher's here. He had kept his iPod hurriedly, putting it into his bag before turning to attention. When it was his turn, the boy stood up and nodded briefly at Takumi.
"A pleasant morning to everyone. My name is Yamada Kiyoshi, although I prefer if you address me by the name Kiyoshi. My family deals with fashion design, and have their own world-wide known brand name... I hope to succeed in their career. If anyone wishes to purchase any form of clothing for any sort of occasion, I'll be more than pleased to help."
He paused for a while, thinking about what he could say next, "My interests are in art, especially in the areas of fashion, accessory, and appearance design, music, some kinds of dancing, and reading. For random facts, I add that I am an only child."
He gestured at the one he remembered as being Roka, and sat down.
{After Roka, may I request that Mel return back with Minori as that there will be someone else to point to. After her, the only one to point to is Daisuke, the only NPC in 1A. Take your pick, Ty!}
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 12:35 am
(Okay. =D Mino's rushing to the courtyard now to hand Rose over to one of her chauffeurs. xD )
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:48 pm
((Okay guys...I really appologize for this being so long, but think of it as an apology for not posting in such a long while. I've been grounded. sweatdrop But I'll try to post when I can. I'm really sorry for holding you all up again!))
Roka's gaze shifted to follow Mitsuko's toward the door. "She did? Funny, I didn't notice..." He frowned a bit, pondering the situation. Perhaps Minori was more comfortable confiding her situation to the teacher, Miss Ayame, rather than expressing it to her fellow classmates. He did't blame her. It was understandable - after all, who could be trusted, especially on the first day of school?
Shaking his head, he turned back to the talkative, charming young lady with whom he had been conversing with. "Fourth? Goodness...if you've had to rewrite it so many times, I don't see why you need it around. You must have it memorized by now."
Wiping his stuffy nose, he sniffed. "Thanks...heh, and don't worry about it. I was only messing with you." At last, watching her distress over her previous comments, he flashed her a rare smile - simple, and a little hindered by his miserable appearence, but undoubtably a smile. "You remind me so much of my sisters...though they tell me I'm silly and stupid all the time. I suppose I can't deny it, not after being told it so many times." That compliment about being 'awesome' made him brighten up a bit. It was a word he seldom had heard before, used only among commoners as one of their terms. Still, he was familiar with its meaning, being so interested in commoners himself.
He watched as the restless girl nearly slipped off her seat, making a motion to catch her had she fallen. As she caught herself, however, Roka immediately withdrew his hand, not wanting to seem awkward. It was strange - he had never been so concerned about appearences or manners so much as now; around this Mitsuko who prorbably cared less about all that than anyone else in Class 1A.
"Yes...yes, Miss Miho." He should have known. Hadn't he been there when the two girls had met by the tree that morning? He really was stupid. Perhaps his allergies were getting to him, though they seemed to be clearing up now. He wasn't sneasing as frequently. "You know how she seemed a bit...irritable? I think she may have been trying to get away from the crowds in the main hall."
Roka stared blankly at Mitsuko as she cut herself off in the middle of another 'silly' term. He was trying very hard not to laugh, knowing it would attract too much unwanted attention. "That's sweet of you, Miss Mitsuko. However, I beg to differ. My sisters, were they here, or I wherever they are, would surly disagree. Especially when I find out what they've been up to..." his voice became low and quiet. "Then we'll see who's capable of frightening who..."
Realizing he was getting off topic once again, Roka scratched the back of his neck in embarressment and fiddled some more with his headphones. He didn't ever remember being called nice before...well, perhaps from his sisters every now and then, but that was different. And Mitsuko seemed to serious about it. He had never tried to be nice. Why did she think this was so?
"If anyone's nice, it's you." He listened attentively to her history, surprised at his own interest. Normally he never really cared much to hear about others' lives, unless they were commoners. And yet now he paid the same un-divided attention and devotion to listening to her as he did with any of his siblings. Even mute Asumi, whome he had to pay the utmost attention to in order to understand.
As Mitsuko spoke, Roka began to realize just how far she had come and just how different a person she was. He would have never suspected someone so cheerful and charismatic to have had such a tragic past. Not that it varied too much from his own, as his parents didn't seem to care for him much as a son, only as an heir. And yet, Mitsuko spoke of no siblings to help her through hard times like he had had, only a grandmother whom had seemingly passed away not a week ago.
Roka knew he could never had the motivation to get on with his life had his sisters not been there for him every step of the way. They were his reason for not giving up on his parents and refusing to obey. He had reluctantly agreed to attend Ouran for them, no one else. Not for himself, and certainly not for his parents. It was they whom he lived to protect from the harsh, cruel world.
How had Mitsuko, that seemingly carefree, happy girl before him, managed to retain her happiness when the person who seemed to keep her going had passed away? And so recently! If his sisters had perished...he could never be half as strong, no matter how long he had to mourn their deaths. He could never sustain half the strength or happiness that Mitsuko herself radiated now. A sudden, new respect for the ditzy girl blossomed within him, along side his admiration for her underestimated knowledge.
This girl understood people. She understood feelings. She must have known all along the risks she took in befriending so many. But then, that just made her acts all the more courageous when she was aware of her risks. Roka felt ashamed for ever believing Mitsuko befriended people out of ignorance. At first, he knew he had felt sorry for her - had wanted to protect her from those with alterior motives like he did his sisters. But it seemed she didn't need protecting, nor did she want it.
"What an admirable promise," Roka commented solemly, his forest green eyes distantly watching Mitsuko. They alone revealed just how deeply he sympathized with her, while his other features remained indifferent. "It makes plenty of sense. I wish you the best of luck on...finding a way to 'spring back right up'. I only hope you need never look for one."
Allowing himself to return her grin with a small, appreciative one, he added, "Who knows? Perhaps you'll be as resistant to betrayal as you are to injuries. After all, you're clearly a very special person, Miss Mitsuko." The last sentance was spoken with the warmest of tones Roka would allow himself while still attempting to appear moderately uncaring.
But he couldn't really be too successful at that image...especially not after Mitsuko had explained herself to him. He was truly touched she had trusted him with her past. Perhaps sometime...only if she was interested, of course...he would share his with her.
"You're not the only one..." he answered in the lowest of undertones, while he kept a straight face. "To envy their freedom, I mean. Don't change yourself. You're right." Roka avoided her gaze. "We shouldn't have to...shouldn't think we need to. And yet...I..." His unfinished sentance lingered in the air. He couldn't bring himself to finish it, not with what he had originally intended to say. ...I can't ever be myself, not in public...
Miho had been right. was stupid if he chose to be different than who he really was. In truth, he couldn't understand why he put up a social barrier around himself and pretended not to care about anyone else, other than the fear he would be trod on for his sympathy. As sensitive as he was, how could he not fear such an occurance? Surly that would be the result of being himself. No he couldn't be as bold as Miho or Mitsuko. He'd never be that brave.
Musingly, he put up a hand at her apology. "Please...don't be. I'm grateful you didn't find me too frightening or silly or stupid to tell your story to."
As Takumi stepped in and took his place beside Mitsuko's desk, Roka noted there were quite a few boys seated around them. He suspected them all to be aquaintances of Mitsuko, as he himself couldn't remember being formally introduced to any of them. Come to think of it, he hadn't really met any male students at all since school had started. He susposed he had been just a little more uncomfortable around them than girls, having been raised with three of them.
Roka wasn't too enthusiatic about being surrounded by so many possible eavesdroppers, who, being guys, probably wouldn't understand the meaning of the conversation. Unless, of course, they had as many sisters as he did. Noting Takumi lean forward, as if to make it known he was listening in on matters that did not concern him, Roka frowned.
"Excuse me...can we help you?" he inquired, a little coldly. So much for manners. He was grateful his sneezing seemed to have nearly ceased. It would have been rather embarressing if he had extended such an offer to his peer while suffering the worst of his allergy symptoms. He had no time to recieve an answer, however, before Miss Ayame stolled right back into the classroom.
What was peculiar was that Minori had not returned with her. If she had indeed gone out to speak with the teacher as Mitsuko had stated she had, she should have been back by now. Maybe her matter was so urgent she had requested to visit the nurse, or go home. But it wasn't as if it was any of his business.
Roka feared he was going to worry himself to death. Now, not just because of his sisters, but because like Mitsuko, he discovered he was having trouble ignoring the problems of others'. Well, girls', anyway. the boys seemed to be enjoying themselves contentedly enough at the moment.
He blinked as he suddenly realized Miss Ayame had begun addressing the class. What had she said? Something about the first lesson of the day? As he bent over to retrieve a pencil to take notes, he hesitated, remembering her mentioning something about ipods and mp3 players... Glancing behind him, he observed Kiyoshi hurrying to stow his own ipod in his bag. Had Miss Ayame declared what Roka had feared?
But he just couldn't put away his ipod! What would happen to him then? His whole 'uncaring' image would fall apart! What did headphones have to do with first lessons anyway? He could take notes just as easily with -
No. NO! Roka's emerald eyes widened in shock. As he watched, Mitsuko rose as she was pointed at by Miss Ayame. He removed one earpiece just in time to hear her the rest of her instuctions. "...introduce yourself...Full name, interests, and other random facts about yourself that you would like others to know. After that, point to another random person in the class and sit down. That person will continue, and follow the same procedures."
What the heck was their teacher thinking?! How could she ask them to introduce themselves? It was like asking a commoner comic book hero to reveal his true identity to all the world - villans included.
He glanced nervously around the class room, his anxiety never so glaringly obvious since he had spotted the kitten in the hall. Okay, he could do this...clearly it wasn't for a grade. If Roka refused, whould she make him? Would she call parents? Surly for not such a trivial act of defiance. Beads of sweat formed on his brow as he reviewed his options, his chances of success, and their possible consequences.
What he feared most, however, was that Mitsuko would think him a coward. How could he be so closed when she was so open to him? Even now as she stood, her usual, friendly, energetic self, he admired her unhindering fearlessness to speak of herself so openly. What a pittiful thing to be ashamed of oneself... he thought as he listened to her talk, his headphones still in his ears. They were off, but he had forgotten to remove them in his panic. Their presance was so natural to him he didn't realize he still had them in.
He found himself smiling as she mentioned 'snakes, spiders, and kittens' all in one phrase as her interests. It seemed something else she shared in common with his sisters was a love of animals. Of course, that love only concieved the hatful grudge against their allergic brother, of whom's fault it was the Toshiro family had never owned a pet. Along with cats, his parents never knew what else he could have been alergic to, and they didn't want to take chances.
At her random fact comment, Roka pressed a hand over his face and grinned. As if you haven't already...he thought in amusement. I bet you've already been aquainted with at least half the school, as popular as you've become...
As she selected Takumi and seated herself once again, Roka found himself feeling immensely grateful for her consideration. "I thank you, Miss Mitsuko..." he whispered, still grinning behind his hand. "You have no idea just how uncomfortable introductions make me...I only wish I could be overlooked by all the students in class. Along with Miss Ayame. And here I was thinking she would be merciful," he teased, glancing in mock spite up at the teacher.
He couldn't deny he enjoyed watching Takumi's confusion as the black-haired student was chosen. Smirking at his mock glare aimed at Mitsuko, Roka couldn't help but realize how childish he himself was being. Why did he fear exposing his surname so passionately? The other students weren't likely to make a big deal out of it, especially since they were all Class A. Most everyone knew of everyone else's families and stature in society. It shouldn't have had to be so hard to recognize oneself as a member of that high-class community.
Nodding as he recalled the Akiyama name and its connection to the manga publishing company, Roka decided introductions were nothing to be afraid of. Or at least...his head thought so. His heart on the other hand, did not agree. It was thumping so hard and fast, Roka found it a miracle Mitsuko did not hear it with her doctor's hearing.
I'm just being stupid is all... Even through his panic, he noted Takumi's hobbies included reading and skecthing, but what struck him as most fastinating was the guy's mention of a younger sister, and his interest in music. Then again...who doesn't like music? He recalled how Mitsuko had indirectly addressed herself as a singer and a pianoist. He would have to talk to her about that later...
Roka froze as he realized Takumi had finished and had gestured to someone else - luckily, it turned out to be the boy behind him, the one who had stowed away his ipod earlier. Kiyoshi...in fashion design. Huh. He tilted his head curiously. That's interesting. I wonder if he's really into his family's business...and he likes music too. But I could have guessed that by the ipod... A small snicker escaped him at the young man's business-like offer included in his introduction. Just can't help himself, I suppose...I wonder what pressures he faces as an only child?
Before he knew it, Yamada Kiyoshi was finished. Worse yet, he made a gesture toward Roka at the end of his little intro. Me...? Hell... Though his sneezing seemed to have come to a halt, Roka's headache was no better than before, and he wasn't feeling too good as he rose to his unsteady feet. If he did have a phobia, he decided, the fear of attention was definately among the top of his possible list.
"Toshiro Roka. I guess Roka's alright." Though he dearly detested being called by his first name by anyone other than his sisters, he certainly couldn't ask them to call him by his father's name. Besides, no one else seemed to mind being addressed by their first names. Why should he?
Casual appearance...don't be nervous... "...may have heard of Toshiro Music Industries...we deal with everything from seeking out talented singers and bands to designing the latest music devices..." he managed to mutter.
"As for my interests, I don't really have very many, I suppose. I'm usually too busy babysitting my sisters to have a social life, so you'll have to bear with me on that. But like a lot of you, it seems, I'm really into music of all kinds. I guess that's lucky since I've been told I'm fated to take over the business one day, whether I want to or not." Now what had possessed him to make a remark like that?! Managing a wane smile to cover up the hint of malice he had used, he continued on to random facts.
"I'm, uh...I'm allergic to cats, as a few might have found out this morning, heh...I have three sisters, two younger and one older, all of whom go to Lobelia this year. My eldest sister's mute, but she's the one who taught me to love music." He took a deep breath of air and swallowed. "And...it was in her honor I was hoping to start a music club of sorts this year with those of you who are interested. Not necessarily the normal sort with piano lessons and violin concerts, but possibly with recording studios where you can sell your own records to fellow students, along with some other fun activites."
"Not that I've any experience in running a club, but I think it'd be fun just to try. And...perhaps give me a chance to be more social and meet more of you personally." Roka couldn't believe how lengthy his intro was getting. He didn't know how much more he could take, either. Regretting his words, he suddenly was aware of just how much attention he was attempting to call to himself with the suggestion of a new club.
With a shaky, 'Thank you', he bowed and looked around, eager to direct the spotlight towards a new student. Frowning at the empty desk that belonged to Minori, he turned instead to a small boy with two-toned hair that end down to his back.
He had never noticed the boy before with his startlingly bright blue eyes and pastel purple messanger bag. Curious, he made attempted an elegant gesture towards the boy before resuming his seat, feeling stiff and wishing he could open the window for a little air.
((If for some reason Kohaku wasn't supposed to go or had already gone, please let me know and I can pick someone esle. I believe you only mentioned Minori and Daisuke, and while I don't exactly know who Daisuke is or where he sits or if he's even made a post yet and I've just missed it, I doubted Minori made it back to the classroom yet, so I thought I'd pick Kohaku. He seems quite shy, after all...
Maybe he'd like to share with us that little thing that's bothering him? XD Help him open up a bit?))
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 5:27 am
(Woah, long post. O:
I'll make Minori rush back now. :3)
The girl had zoomed straight to the washroom and into a sparkling clean cubicle, which provoked memories of her old school's own grafitti infested toilet walls. Giving a wry grin at that nostalgic feeling, the girl flipped open Miss Ayame's phone and dialled in her home number, placing it near her ear.
It was after a few rings before someone picked up the phone, "Hello, Sagawa Res..." The butler's monotonous speech was cut abruptly as Minori gripped the phone and chattered into it.
"Oh thank goodness you picked up Uncle Berin, you've gotta send someone over..." She blabbed, calling him Uncle, as she had always, putting affectionate names for the staff that had taken care of her when she was a kid.
"My dear child," He interrupted, barely making a head or tail what she was saying, "Take two deep breaths, calm down and tell me straight what is happening." He advised her rationally. He never liked beating about the bush.
"Rose got into my bag this morning." Minori said simply, after following his advice. That should be enough for him to make the further preparations and he did. Berin did not question why it happened, that would have to wait later as the young mistress was currently in school. It could not disturb her classes and had to be dealt with fast.
"I'll send over Alastior as soon as possible."
Whirling through the school halls, Minori was glad she did not get as totally lost as she did in the morning, and soon found herself in the courtyard. Okay, perhaps she did get a little bit lost, as Alastior had already pulled the limo out the driveway. Looking around to see if there were any others for precaution, Minori lifted the snow-white kitten from her bag and handed it over to the chauffeur, who placed the sleeping animal in the cage.
Mission Accomplished. Minori found that she exhaled a breath she hadn't known she had been holding. Giving a grin and a wave at the disappearing limo, she began to find her way back to the classroom.
Miss Ayame's phone clutched in hand, she edged into the classroom, and walked up to the teacher. "Arrigato, Miss Ayame." She said rather quietly, bowing slightly as she took this to her advantage, slipping the handphone quietly onto the teacher's table. Straightening back up and giving the teacher a grateful smile, she went to sit at a seat beside Mitsuko. After all, the girl was rather nice and Minori, almost treated her as a friend. Girls had to look out for each other after all.
And she had a good impression of the form teacher as well. It seemed that the school year might not, turn out to be so bad after all.
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 10:49 pm
The boy was sitting there, paying no really attention to anything, dispite his attempts to stay focused on the class. Nothing in pirticular was going on just yet, but that didn't mean that at a random moment something could. School was so very hard to keep focused on. Oh, what to do? There was that one kid that was out in the hall with the teacher, and everyone else was talking with someone. Maybe he should have attempted at making some kind of friend while they had been lined up before they entered the class room. Ah well, too late now, there was nothing he could do about it.
He didn't have to wait long doing nothing however, as the teacher soon returned, the one who had been out in the hall not renetering the class. What was that about? No. Not important. The first task each student was told to do was something the two-tone haired boy wasn't exactly fond of. Introduce yourself. Introductions.
Oh bother.
What if his first introduction to the entire class, a class he would be in for quite some time, was spoiled. Well as long as he didn't end up blurting anything embarassing out, like how his sisters called him Snookums..He'd be ok. His first impression would be decent. Hopefully. Well if he hadn't already made a first impression on the class already, by just sitting there alone and silent before class even began. Oh great, he didn't even think of that beforehand.
He sighed, what would Mother say?
Introductions began, and Kohaku somewhat dreaded his turn, yet in a way he just wanted to get up an say it, get it out of the way. Again the thought of some of the new fashion designs that would be at the magazine company later entered his mind. Drat! He couldn't couldn't help from thinking about it. He really wanted to see the new designs, maybe hang around the palce a bit. School was so long.
The girl that had gone out in the hall soon returned, as the boy that had introduced himself as a Toshiro Roka and pointed to...HIM! Joy.
Closing his eyes he sighed, before getting to his feet to introduce himself to the class. The look upon his face seemed rather void of expression, but his thoughts really were elsewhere.
"I am Hamada Kohaku," he began, blinking his bright blue eyes, "My father owns a magazine company, which deals with creating some of the most popular fashion, design, sports and news magazines out there." The boy paused, thinking things over a bit. "Most are fashion magazines however, two of which my mother is Editor-in-Chief. I am to succeed my father and take over the magazine company. . ." he lowered his head slightly, but to a point where it no one would have noticed." Being the only male offspring of my parents.." he uttered, rather dry and quiet so that only those really paying attention would have heard. "Speaking of which, I have four older sisters. And some of you may notice later on that I happen to be left handed." well that was a random fact.
"As for my interests..." just don't mention...it. He'd be fine. He wouldn't mention something like that...Oh good gosh, he hoped he wouldn't mention something like THAT. "I suppose I'm interested in fashion. I also seem to be rather fond of cooking, and reading comics." Eh? Why was he mentioning that? Well at least he hadn't mentioned what he had feared he would. So far, so good. He really wasn't sure on what to say however...
Well seeing as he couldn't seem to come up with anything else he pointed to the girl who had just returned to the class, and sat down.
[ Haha. 8D Kohaku only reads comics because he likes Onomatopoeia. XDD ]
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 4:01 am
{Yay! 8D
After Mel, it'll be fast forward to class meeting. >3}
Kiyoshi looked out of the window. It was usually against his nature to day-dream, but it was the first day of school and it made him think more than usual. For example, he was already thinking about their first lesson. It should be the usual Class Meeting, where they think of a class motto and pick out the class committee. He didn't really know anyone, so voting would be a bit of a bother.
He blinked, and looked back into the classroom, eyes following Minori as she returned. She took some time in returning... The boy silently wondered what it was that she had to do that was so important, it disrupted the first half of the class for her. Maybe she wasn't feeling well from the 'fainting' incident.
Sweeping his bangs to one side as they were starting to fall over his eyes, the male mused to himself as he turned his attention to the female student. She had missed his introductions... From what he could see, she had no idea what the Yamada family does for a living. They could be considered rivals, but still, there was no harm being friends.
Ayame smiled as Minori returned, "Welcome back! We were just doing introductions... And it seems to be your turn now." The teacher nodded, repeating her previous instructions. She was glad that the kitten made it home. After all, Roka was allergic to it.
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