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Four hours after his alarm clock had first begun its incessant ringing, Naoya's eyes fluttered open. With one arm drunkenly weaving its way towards the now-sputtering clock, he pressed down on the stop mechanism after his fifth try. Sadly, as the now-King went about his morning preparations hours later than he should have, he did not even have the excuse of staying up too late the previous night. It wasn't his fault that the mattress and pillows in the King's chamber were made of almost godly amounts of comfortableness.

Descending the spiraling staircase down from his room, Naoya spread out his power and began summoning winds from all over the school. Since his appointment as King, the senior had felt no more reason to continue with his usual amount of whispering winds. After all, as King he had both the responsibility to be up-to-date on all the going-ons, as well as be the most powerful student. So little by little, he had amassed more air streams until now he was able to draw sound from all corners of the school.
In completely unrelated news, more and more students had worriedly been wondering whether Hinamori was haunted or not. Sudden blasts of chilled air and phantom voices from nowhere had produced a startlingly lucrative trade in 'magic' charms. It wasn't really hurting anyone, so Naoya saw no reason to interfere.

Stopping almost in a dead halt with his hand at the knob of the giant oak door, Naoya's brain began whirling, did he actually just hear what he thought he heard? Oh... some Black Knight members would be in quite a bit of trouble.
Swinging the door outward with irritation-fueled energy, Naoya barely missed flattening a poor freshman boy who scurried off with barely a look at his face. Darn it... this was not a good start to his day. Placing one hand on his face and closing his eyes, the tall senior began to steady his breathing. Outburst of any kind did not befit one in power, one who was meant to be an example of the best at Hinamori Boarding School, and especially not from one of the Lyden family name.

No good... Naoya thought as he gazed balefully over at his clenched fist and the new dent in his oaken door. For this, he was going to need something else to bleed off his uncharacteristic frustration. Spinning around on his heels, Naoya began walking towards the training hall. If he was lucky, there would be no one there and he could simply try to burst a hole in the punching bag.
Second thought, if there was a Black Knight member there, that would be really lucky.

Riku crossed his eyes as he watched her finger slowly and very lightly touch his lips. An eyebrow still arched, he still managed to say, "Well, good to hear. Seeing someone hurt is never a good thing. And sure, I'll walk you to your next class. I was planning on skipping anyway." He tensed a bit, and he looked down to watch her rub his thigh a bit higher than was probably necessary. "Er... why are you petting my thigh?" He asked, feeling the hostility in the room rise even higher as she followed through with her actions. He needed to mantain his composition. And to make matters worse, his MP3 player started blaring Candy Shop by 50 Cent... why did he even have that?

Oh that's right, he's a music junkie... he chuckled, this just got really awkward... really fast.


Ken nodded as they both continued their way through the halls. "They've given up on me. Even when I do attend class, they always mail me my stuff. Whether I'm in class or not." He admitted, there was no use hiding it. In most of the teachers eyes, he was a delinquent. So, they did everything to avoid the guy. More importantly, why was he still talking to Trey? This had been the longest conversation he had ever held with her. He didn't really know why, but, perhaps when she comforted him... a small and fragile trust formed?

Who was he kidding. That crap was for philosiphers to figure out. He looked down at her, noticing that her hair had found it's way over her face. "You're hair..." His hand twitched eratically in mid air, he didn't know if he should leave the hair be, or move it.

Tai, for the life of him, had zoned out while staring at his computer screen. There was no way he was cut out for this teaching job. And that Mandy girl proved it. However, he had signed a four year contract with the school, and he couldn't ditch them now. Fate was ever so cruel to him... he wasn't sure if he could handle telling Mandy that her uniform should be worn. If she was like this during class hours, after hours could be a whole 'nother story.

Hearing a voice, Tai jumped, turning to see a small freshman, a really small freshman for that matter, ask him a question. "I'm pretty sure I can... what's up?" Tai asked, once again sliding the glasses up on his nose with his middle finger.

She looked up at Ken, her blush deepen as she saw his hand pause, then the mention of her hair caused her face was a even deeper shade of red. This is just great, way to keep your emotions under wraps.

They walked down the hall with no particular place to go, nothing really to do, she stopped short, looking around the halls. Her thoughts where being plagued by the man who she was now walking with, why couldn't she get him off her mind? Why did he make her feel so.. She wasn't even going there.

She knew that if they where going to successfully skip class together, walking the halls wouldn't work, they needed to get somewhere and sit still until they are either ready to go back to class, or classes end.

"So where are we off to?" she said, obvious avoiding the subject of her hair, keeping it in her face. She really didn't need him asking why she was so red, even though it was probably obvious due to what exposed amount of her face there was already.

Halfway to the Gym, Naoya learned that it was sadly not empty. In fact, there was an entire class in the gym, and by the sounds of it... getting thoroughly trounced by someone. The only satisfaction he gained from the large masses was the sudden silence when he entered the room. Awe, fear? At this point it didn't matter, someway he was going to-

"Prince! Want to spar?"
Raven eyes flicked over to where the voice came from, a sneer began to rise on his face at the impu-

Oh.

His features relaxing visibly, Naoya strode over to the Ace. Purposely taking a route so that the students between them parted ways silently to let him pass.

"Well good... ah. Day Misa-chan. I would indeed enjoy a round or two, that's why I'm here." Removing his school jacket, Naoya handed the article to a nearby boy who almost dropped it in fright, before turning back to Misa, flexing his right gloved hand.

"Would you prefer a pure physical match, or powers included?"
Eyes twinkling dangerously, he stepped forward and murmured.
"I'd go with just physical, I'm in a rather bad mood today."

Treys eyes widen at the question. Sure there was limited places they could go, was that really it? Your dorm or mine? She pinched the bridge of her nose, god her head was really starting to hurt! She sighed and thought it over, seeing she had her clothes strolled out all over her bed from her morning fling of changing and re changing, her dorm wouldn't be the best of ideas. So she answered, not wanting to seem chicken of going into a guys room.

"Yours.. Mine is.. Rather a mess. " she said honestly, sighing as she walked in behind him, thoughts occurring in her mind that wasn't to pure.. But she quickly vanished them, she wasn't that type a girl, and she knew that no matter what kind of interests she had in Ken, he didn't think about her that way.

Mandy giggled softly as she touched Riku’s bare arm. “I’ll take that as a yes sweetie. So...” She turned towards the rest of the class and blew a kiss. “Sorry boys, you will all have to wait until next time!” With that she blew a kiss and headed towards the door. “Come on Riku sweetie!” She giggled as she skipped out of the glass. Forgetting the teacher wanted to meet with her she stuck her head back in “I’m sorry Tai, I have prior engagements. You don’t mind do you? Maybe you can... Reprimand me another time, maybe tonight, after school hours?” Looking back at Riku she smiled and giggled. “Come on, your dorm or mine?”