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((My cousin is posting this for me using my account. I
love her yaoi fangirl-ismness) So...continuing. Since
you two are sharing a room, let's say that mine is
joining to your two, like through a open doorway (the
room was empty and ignored before I entered -2 ppl. in
one room and 1 in the other). And the only way to exit
the dorm is via yours bedroom.))

Ikari's fingers gripped to the edge of the desk as he
recieved another glare from Akio. Ikari's icy eyes
flickered towards the two. He left them in their
half-stupor state in front of the tv. Then he walked
back into his own room. "I guess I still have the
mentality of a two year old. Dammit, I'm not THAT
naive, am I...?" Ikari rummaged through his clothes
and folded them neatly, putting them away. He also
picked out what he was going to wear tomorrow. ((My
character is an obsessive compulsive handwashing
neat-freak.))

He remembered that he hadn't eaten anything, and now
his stomach was growling. Some sashimi with an orange
icee and an almond pastry at the school
cafe, that sounded pretty good. He walked through the
doorway that joined the rooms, and saw that the
slightly sickly, yet nonetheless pretty ebony haired
boy was asleep. And the other green haired boy was in
the dreamlike stupor, and was very handsome when not
staring daggars at him. He left, slowly closing the door after him.

((dammit! Sooo...short!))

Ikari bought his lunch and went outside to find a place to eat away from the noisy cafe. He saw some open space next to the science dept. building. Since his next class was AP bio, he thought of eating his food on the grassy space. He saw some boy knocked out on the grass. "Hmm, must have been studying to hard..." He mused to himself as he unwrapped a pastry and started eating.

((Yay!! Maybe interaction!!!!! HIIINTHINT!!!!))

"Well, only if you like sweets..." Ikari replied, offering him some of the pastry. "Daiki...that won't be too hard to memorize. My name is Ikari, and it's my first day here." He took a bite of the food. "Transfer student..." He added. "Very nice to meet you." He was all politeness but when he smiled, his sliver eyes glinted. "I think I have Japanese Literature in about an hour, and if you'd like, you are welcome to have the honor of walking with me." Ikari took out his sushi, holding the chopsticks in his fingers with practiced ease. The air around Daiki was so...calm, so relaxed. Ikari enjoyed it.

((OHMYGODI'MONFIRE!!! *anime fall* Hello person I found to roleplay with...^_^ whee ))

(jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeezzz.... sometimes I wonder when people have time to get online! bleh, curses on all of you people with nice neat not-too-demanding schedules!! You will never survive college! muahahaha.... *sigh* roommate on a trip, I'm lonely.... even though I hate his stupid Prada-bag guts, its too quiet in the apartment alone....)
Isaac finally removes himself from the shower, feeling much better but very tired. He looks at his face in the mirror. Pale, very pale.... which for his complexion simply meant ashey. He groans. Well, he sure did look gorgeous today. He rolls his eyes, picking up his pair of pajama pants and old faded black shirt he had brought to put on. The clothes felt itchy on him and he shudders a little, his eyes feeling dry. But otherwise, his stomach had settled and so far he wasn't hallucinating anymore. Score 1 for hometeam. He groans again, sarcasm even rampant in his thoughts.
He steps from the bathroom door, seeing Akio on the couch asleep. He was cute like that, curled up with only the flicker of the tv to light him up. But as cute as he was, he presented quite the challenge now. To wake him up would disturb the cuteness and no doubt needed sleep that Akio was so submersed in. On the other hand.... he didn't have a place to sleep... he couldnt take Akio's bed. I mean, his stomach felt fine now, but he wouldnt dare take a chance like that. He lets out a sigh, slowly sinking into the couch beside Akio, trying not to wake him up. The tv was making his head spin. So he turned to the TV guide channel.... now atlast his head could spin all in the same direction. Score 2 for the hometeam.... The sarcasm was worsening.... Just perfect. He lays his head back on the back of the couch, stretching his leg out infront of him and letting his eyes unfocus so that the rising tv blurbs became simple blue movement. Before long his eyes had closed entirely and he fell off to sleep.

((SOrry for the crappiness. ><
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Daiki's eyes lighted up as he saw the pastry. "Hell yes I like sweets!" he yelped, shooting up as he grabbed a piece and shoved it in his mouth. His eyes closed in pure ectasy. "Oh my god..." he moaned. "This is friggin' heaven. Dude, i owe you majorly. I didn't realize I was going into sugar withdrawal." Daiki licked the remaining crumbs off his fingers, savoring each last bit. "Sure I'll walk with you. Ahh, what the hell, I think I'll crash the class." He shrugged as he eyed Ikari's sushi. "Not like I was actually planning on going to my next class anyways." He looked back at Ikari, slinging an arm around the other boy's shoulder. "You don't mind, do ya'?" he asked with a friendly wink. This guy gave out food, and that made him okay in Daiki's mind. Definitely worth hanging out with.

((Sorry I made Daiki such a food-whore sweatdrop Kinda reflects me IRL though. Just, I'm not that extreme. Most of the time. Ok, yes, sometimes i am 3nodding ))

((I keep food with me always during school. normally just candy or something snackable, but still. Rules? What? ninja No food in class? Pshaw! I need my food, thank you very much! My person.... ahh sweatdrop I can't remember exactly what i said eek !! He has dark red hair, with random streaks of almost black I think.....Uh-oh.. hey Mie, do you still have it?))

Daiki stared at Ikari((like this arrow eek )). "Dude. I think I friggin' love you. No. Strike that. I KNOW I love you. Then again, that might be my empty stomach talking." He grinned while helping himself to some sushi. "And don't worry 'bout if I get caught." He winked at Ikari while he swallowed. "I'm used to it, trust me. It's started to get to the point where the teacher will actually ignore me rather than deal with me." His eyes followed Ikari's quick glance. Pausing, he studied the boy near them. Did he recognize him? Oh yeah! That was the other guy who came in late to choir. aww well. Didn't really matter, but Daiki shot him a dark look anyways. He hated people listening to private conversations, because when he wanted to be heard he'd let you know, that you could count on. Shaking his head, he turned back towards Ikari. "And I can show you the music rooms, but other than that, I tend not to go to that many classes. No worries though. Since I owe you, we can just get lost together. I've been itching for a good time anyways." Daiki leaned back on one arm and looked into Ikari's eyes. "Unless you're scared to get into a little bit of trouble. If that's the case, I could beg a map off the secretaries for ya. You could probably find your way with that. Maybe.." He leaned back into the grass, closing his eyes. "Just tell me when you're ready to go." Daiki felt a little bad about being kinda rude to the boy, as he had been nothing but polite. The thing was though, he had to see what the kid had underneath that shell. Had to see if he could handle being around Daiki when the bad moods hit him. Because if he couldn't handle a little rudeness, then he couldn't handle that, and then Daiki had little use for him, because that meant he was just like the others. Up for the fun, sure, but running away when a little danger got mixed up in there. Useless, the lot of 'em. He just hoped this one was different, even though he didn't know why. It was just a feeling he got when he saw a quick flash in the other boy's eyes. Now to see if he was right.

((Whoo. long one!))

((I had a huge bag of popcorn in my English class, but my teacher loves me so much, she yelled at someone who took out a small candybar and not me. I love how your char stared at my char mrgreen Home, home...writing yaoi RP's while avoiding my homophoblic parents...))

"I'd have to say that I've never skipped a class before...but that's only because my parents would kill me." Always thinking about what his parents wanted, Ikari never was in haste to do anything 'fun'. He was slightly a prude, he could admit that much to himself, however that was only because he was always thinking of his parents, always studying hard. But this boy... Ikari raised an eyebrow as cooly as possible. This boy brought out something in him, something that was confusing. Maybe it was an actual personality. "I can tell you are not quite the studious type. That's perfect." He let out a soft laugh. "No need to get a map, I'd MUCH rather have you as a tourguide. Getting lost seems like fun at this moment. Just...let me finish cleaning up here. " Ikari said as he neatly snapped the chopsticks in half and put them in the boxed lunch. Then, he took a anitbacterial cloth from his wallet to wipe his hands and mouth. Damn obsessive compulsive habits, they always made him seem like a freak in front of normal people.

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