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 Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 3:05 pm
((Hehe yeah he's pretty evil. Koroji slapped him though. Of course he's gonna say something. XD But no, it worked out alright, since he's going to detention now anyway. OK, no more OOC posting. Ambi and Mont are online, and they're posting now.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 3:31 pm
Kazz's head snapped up suddenly upon his neck at Nagenami spoke in his defense. His expression relayed the unmatched confusion that he felt ccoursing throughout him.... had he misunderstood. Kazz didn't think so.... No matter how Kazz look at it, it seemed like the music teacher really was defending him. It felt... well, it felt pretty damn strange. It was not something he was used to at all, even though he made it a point of causing as little trouble as possible. But then the teacher smiled at him... what was that about? Was he really just a nice guy in a not-so-nice place, or did he have some sort of ulterior motives? It was almost as confusing as Keiran's attatchment to Michale. He smiled bad at Neganami, but it was not a particularly confident one he offered.
Jun watched the entire display with an expression of displeasure. This really was not how she wanted to start her day and she really didn't want to waste anymore time upon this situation than was strictly neccessary. She was late enough as is, after all.
She shook her head at the less than courteous emarks that seemed to pour from Michale in a seemingly infinite supply, and her eyes darted to the teacher to see how he'd reply. A slight smile curved her lips as he struck the boy sharply across the cheek, but the boy's reply brought an unwilling snort of amusement from her.
"My my, Michale-kun. You use the word girl as though it were an insult.Do you see now, Neganame-sensei? Kindness will not take you very far in a place expected to instill discipline in those who lack it so greatly..... I understand you'e faIRLY NEW AROUND HERE.... but you keep exposing that heart of yours on your sleeve the way you do..." Her gaze drifterd to the gob of saliva that had came to a rest at the man's feet. "... and it's bound to be spit upon. Or worse."
The Dean spun on her heel and looked up to Taiki. "I hate to do this to you, seeing as how it's your vacation too, but it seems duty calls. Obviously our friend here can do with something a bit more stimulating than conversation. A couple hours in detention should make him aware of his pecking order in the scheme of things, don't you agree?" Jun ran her fingers through her hair with a sigh of aggravation.
"Shimotsuma-kun, Jacoby-kun, clear up your mess from the lawn before one of the groundskeepers sees it and decides it's a punishable offense. You know littering is not permitted."
"It's not litter, Yuromeshi-sensei, it's---"
"I don't care what it is. Clear it away. I'd wager it a safe bet that this outing has met it's end."
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 4:28 pm
Akimoto held the boy still as Koroji stepped to the forefront and slapped the taste from Michales mouth. Watching the music teacher show a bit of dormant violence brought a thin smile to his face, but the boys response ade the teacher snicker under his breath. But the spitting towards his collegue killed the bit of enjoyment he was having at the moment.
"Gatagata itten-ja nëyo! Dare-ni mukatte mono itten-dayo?"* Pulling Michale to his feet, Akimoto jerked the boy to straighten him up as Jun made the request that he already knew was coming. "Hai hai, I understand. No rest for the weary, ne?" Releasing the hair from his fist, he took firm grip of the back of the boys neck and turned him towards the building. "It's too bad Koroji-sensei won't be handling your detention, ne?"
Turning his gaze back to Jun, it was hard to supress the sigh pushing pass his lips. It was odd to know he was looking foreward to the crafts club meeting, if for no other reason than to spend more time with Jun. After such a long time of being apart, it seemed like the fates planned on making it even harder for them the second time around. "You go enjoy crafts club, I'll take care of our little offender here. I'll catch up with you later Yuromeshi-san."
=====> to Faculty Dorms : Detention
* - Stop your babbling! Who do you think you're talking to?
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 5:19 pm
Oh that was it. Now this ape of a man was talking down to him. Not enough that he'd pushed his face into the dirt, rolled him over like a dog, forced him to bow to that music teacher, humiliated him in front of Angel and Kazuma. Michale writhed and clawed and spat and hissed and roared, trying to break free. Muscles bunched and coiled under his skin, covered by a sheen of sweat, all the while, Michale swearing up a blue streak that would have made Satan himself blush. Never had he been so angry, so utterly and completely furious. And it was all their fault! Kazuma, Koroji, Yuromeshi, Taiki. Even Angel, for not obeying him in the first place. He wasn't even hearing the words being spoken, which was just as well or he would have likely made a snide comment about Taiki meeting up with Jun at the crafts club.
"Zakennayo!" he spat, his fingers twining around that thick wrist as he was pulled up. No matter how hard he tried, though, Taiki's paw around the thrice-damned collar was unshakable. "Let me go!"
--->detention
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 8:58 pm
Angel remained deathly silent as the entire charade went about. All of Michale's yelling just worsened his fear of that to come. It was a promise that later on he would get the beating of his life. Closing his eyes, trying to not hear him and his anger, he barely realized that Michale had been restrained and teachers had come into the scene.
He had heard his name a few times and he quickly went about the task cleaning up whatever it was he could hold. Stacking containers ontop of containers ontop of boxes, he balanced them and picked up the tower of trays.
"G-gomen na nasai s-ssensei" his eyes seemed to be pulled back to the fighting form of the angry student. He was big, and he wouldn't have believed anyone could take him down, but he was surprised that the teacher did so well at handling him.
Without giving a second glance to Kazz, the boy ran with the empty trays to the garbage, and dumped them in, the morning, the great time, the laughs, all going into the trash. He was wrong to think he could be happy, wrong to think that he could have a life without Michale in it. He was wrong period and he just wanted everything to stop being so crazy
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 1:58 pm
Koroji shook his head. "Yorumeshi-san, gomennasai. I did not mean to ruin your morning. But I feel it is better than these two students from getting their entire break ruined for doing nothing wrong. I wish there had been another way to subdue him. Is it not so that those kind of strong-arm tactics are what we are trying to discourage?"
The musician began to walk away, but one comment caught his mind. "Oh, I appoligize. I did not think that a heart was against the dress code. I suppose I will have to take that into consideration in the future. He rounded a corner, but he did not leave. He hoped to catch Shimotsuma and his friend before they left.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2007 12:57 pm
Jun snorted softly under her breath at the music teachers words.
"Cute... really, Koroji. I can call you Korji, ne?" The young woman crossed her arms and looked toward the taller man. She didn't even bother to glance in Taiki's direction as he towed Michale away, nor did she glance towards the tiny and tall blonde who picked at the remains of their impromptu picnic. Neither were of any concern to her at the moment, seeing as how she'd said all she felt neccessary to say in both regards. But Korj looked so comfortable up there on his high horse.... she wondered if she could tempt him down, or at the very least, make it not so comfortable a ride.
"Such high ideals you have... plenty start that way. You'll learn sooner or later, one way or another, that things are done this way for a reason.... because it works. This institution has stood over ten years using it, and no amount of hugging and chatting can argue with those results. Besides, I think I'm far more imformed on the subject than you.... I used to be a student here myself, once upon a time. Taiki too, that's why we know the running so well. Who am I to argue with results? Who are you to, for that matter?" She giggled softly, almost girlishly, then shook her head as she spun away.
"Good day, Koroji... I trust if you have any further problems you can handle them... or just call for me, ne?" Wiggling her fingers in parting, the young Dean of Students quickened her pace and made her way to the appointment she was now even later for.
------------>crafts club
Kazuma could not think of a thing to say to Keiran as he went about helping to clear away the remains of their meal. Even if he could, however, he doubted his tongue would even be able to function, just about now. How could something he intended to turn out to be fun go so horribly horribly wrong?
He ventured a few careful glances in Keiran's direction, for the most part hidden behind thick, bleached bangs that swung in front of his face as he cleared up the food packages that keiran did not. However any time he even suspected their eyes might meet, the violet orbbs darted off in another direction, seemingly of their own accord. He just couldn't seem to meet the younger boy's gaze. At the very least, he was ashamed of the way he behaved, especially when someone he cared so much about practically begged him not to. And for what? For a brief moment of testosterone poisoning that he allowed to cloud his thinking. Did Kazz really think he could beat Michale in a fistfight? Someone who'd probably been fighting since he learned to walk? No, he didn't. Not if he were honest with himself. After all, Kazuma was ordinarily of the peaceful variety. It was just.... something about Michale that brought the inner brute out f him. Kazz didn't like it, though, and he'd never lay all the blame at anothers feet. He was responsible for his own actions, after all.
"Kei-chan...." Voice soft and scratchy from duisuse, Kazz really had no idea what he was planning to say after that. He sighed and bowed his head as he rose to his feet from the grss. "I'm sorry.... for everything." And with that, he dumped the things he'd collected, along with any hopes of winning Keiran's heart, into the trashcan on the sidewalk. It was over.... time to admit defeat. At least thanks to Neganame the two of them wouldn't be accompanying Michale to detention.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 4:29 pm
Koroji heard every word but he restrained himself from retorting. She was a smug one, that Dean. It boiled his blood to simply think of her tactics. He fel so aweful for actually striking the boy, but it was true that nothing else seemed to catch his attention. Maybe Jun was right. Maybe it did work, but what did it truly produce, deep down in the heart of a person? Only the one reformed could know that. She was one of them, though, and it seemed that violance begot violance, as it usually did in humanity.
As he heard her walk off, he waited to give her enough time not to change her mind, and then rounded the corner again. He came up to Kazz and Keiran, helping them clean up some of the trash. "Sorry that you both had to see two teachers arguing. Are you two truly alright?"
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