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 Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 12:16 pm
¤ So lend me your ears, and lend me your eyes.And I'll show you the world the way I see it.
ÐîøŋAzɑɱɨ 
Dion nodded enthusiastically, agreeing with Ryou. All people got like that sometimes. He stopped kicking his legs and pulled them together, sitting in criss-cross style. He listened to Ryou's description of his younger cousin. "Hmmm. Nope. I don't know him."
Dion listened to Ryou's chuckle and had the urge to laugh too, but had no reason to otherwise. "He's really quiet? You mean like, he doesn't talk at all, or he's just the shy type? Because I totally understand the whole 'I'm quiet 'cause I'm shy', but I just don't understand how someone can't not talk." Dion blushed a little, embarrassed, proving how he didn't think anyone just couldn't not talk, as he was an avid chatter-box himself. "Sorry if I seem to talk to much. Sometimes I even get on my mom's nerves. And that's a hard thing to do." Dion gave a small laugh. So lend me you heart, and lend me your smile.
Because a smile's contagious, and sometimes I need it.¤
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 12:25 pm
Ryou place his hand subtly on the younger boy's shoulder, before chuckling warmly again.
"Actually I haven't seen him in years, so I'm not sure which category he falls under."
He ignored the fact that Dion didn't seem to be aware of the existence of mute people, he'd have plenty of time to 'teach' later.
"He's a good kid...a little paranoid though."
Ryou added a second part to his comment, just in case the younger boy met Akira, and was told anything about him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 12:47 pm
¤ So lend me your ears, and lend me your eyes.And I'll show you the world the way I see it.
ÐîøŋAzɑɱɨ Dion smiled happily when Ryou placed a hand on his shoulder, taking it as a token of affection from a friend. This time he laughed with Ryou, giving in to his urge. He placed his own hand on Ryou's shoulder, matching him, wearing a nice small smile of contentment.
"I knew a kid like that once. Really though, he was schizophrenic. I helped him get home one day. Nice kid." He thought about what Ryou said again about Akira being paranoid. "What's he paranoid about?" So lend me you heart, and lend me your smile.
Because a smile's contagious, and sometimes I need it.¤
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 12:58 pm
Ryou's smile stayed constant, even as he fought back a tiny smirk.
He was beginning to feel a little...hot.
"I don't really know," he lied, "poor Akira has always been a troubled boy..."
The older blonde started contemplating how he could get Dion to his room.
((*ultra-short-post-no-jutsu* Dion might want to consider RUNNING....hee hee hee...))
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 1:22 pm
¤ So lend me your ears, and lend me your eyes.And I'll show you the world the way I see it.
ÐîøŋAzɑɱɨ Dion returned his hand back to his lap, still wearing a smile. Meeting Ryou was the highlight of his day. Though for some reason, Ryou's smile seemed slightly...predatory."I see." He stretched out his legs and started kicking them back and forth again."Are we friends Ryou? I don't have many and I've been looking for one since I got here."
[[ooc: Dion has some instincts, but I don't think he has the instinct to run. xD]] So lend me you heart, and lend me your smile.
Because a smile's contagious, and sometimes I need it.¤
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 2:45 pm
Ryou raised an eyebrow for a second before answering the younger boy. Dion didn't seem to leave any of his thoughts unspoken...not that he particularly minded. And he seemed a bit lonely, which was definitely not a bad thing either.
Ryou stood, offering a hand to his little companion.
"Of course we are, Dion-kun. And I know Akira is always looking for new friends too. If you'd like to follow me to my room I could show you a picture of him..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 2:57 pm
¤ So lend me your ears, and lend me your eyes.And I'll show you the world the way I see it.
ÐîøŋAzɑɱɨ Dion smiled up at Ryou. "I'm glad Ryou. I can't wait to tell my mom. She'll be so happy." At this new development, Dion totally forgot his observation from before and took Ryou's hand, hoisting himself up. "Is your room far? My room is dorm seven, in case you wanted to know."
He released Ryou's hand and stood by his side, ready to trek back through the halls. Maybe he'd point out his room to Ryou if they passed it. He interlocked his fingers together and raised his hands to the sky, stretching, causing his shirt to rise up and bare a small section of his stomach. So lend me you heart, and lend me your smile.
Because a smile's contagious, and sometimes I need it.¤
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 5:01 pm
 As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat "Excuse me, Ryou-san?"A lazy sounding voice asked from behind the two blondes. It belonged to a tall, slim male that was obviously older than both the boys although not by much. A tiny grey and brown stripped kitten sat on his shoulder watching with massive green eyes it's huge bat-like ears sticking straight up before it mewled slightly. Pale silver eyes crinkling that ash-blonde haired adult stepped forward and gave a kind smile to the smallest blonde boy.
"You'd be Azami Dion, yes? Would you mind terribly if I borrowed Ryou-san from you?"The male settled a hand on Dion's head and gave it a small pat before turning and stepping just right to separate the two boys with his body. His eyes slid closed as he smiled and tipped his head slightly.
"I need you to run a quick errand for me and help set up the projector for classroom 6-D, do you mind?"He drawled with just enough of a touch of command to suggest that he really wasn't going to be accepting no for an answer. The cat turned slightly on his shoulder and stuck her butt in the air so she could lean forward at a precarious angle down the teacher's back in order to meow inquiringly at Dion with a tip of her head and a flick of the huge ears.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 5:21 pm
¤ So lend me your ears, and lend me your eyes.And I'll show you the world the way I see it.
ÐîøŋAzɑɱɨ Dion turned to face the voice that call Ryou. He was much taller than Dion and had to look up to the man. He received a kind smile from him and Dion had to smile back. It was just in his nature. "Yep, that's me!" Dion curled his hand into a fist, leaving only his thumb sticking out, and brought it to his chest.
"I guess so." He said, lowering his hand. He turned to Ryou. "Looks like your job as a teacher's aide is calling you. You'll have to show me that picture of Akira another time." When the man placed his hand on Dion's head, his hair went into his eyes for the brief moment that the hand stayed. When the hand was removed, Dion shook his head, removing his blonde locks from his face.
When the man, now obviously a teacher or some sort of staff, turned to face Ryou, a little cat peered down from his shoulder at Dion. It's meow and huge ears tugged at Dion's heart."What a cute cat! Can I hold him?" So lend me you heart, and lend me your smile.
Because a smile's contagious, and sometimes I need it.¤
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 8:21 pm
((Ah, Sei-chan is the savior, lol, I was gonna have Akira do it in some way, thats mostly why I had him leave the library. Lol, oh well ^_^ ))
Ryou cursed inwardly as a teacher who barely looked older than he was stepped in between he and Dion, asking a question. For the first time since he had arrived, a trace of annoyance flashed almost imperceptibly in his crimson eyes. It quickly disappeared however, and the tall blonde kept his signature grin plastered across his face.
"Of course. I'll go right away."
He turned toward the younger blonde, and bade him a temporary farewell.
"Sorry Dion-kun. I'll see you later."
And with one more friendly smile at the teen, Ryou turned and headed toward the classroom the teacher had mentioned.
((Next time, Gadget!! Next tiiiiime!!!))
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 8:21 am
As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat If Haru caught the trace of annoyance he didn't let it show in his easy expression or slow smile. Instead his smile got a little larger at the assistance agreement before stepping back out of the way long enough for Ryou to apologize. His eyes hardening slightly but it never reached the rest of his face.
What worried him was that Dion-kun had seemed willing to simply wait for another time to wander off with the man. There was never anything he could exactly put his finger on but Ryou made his skin crawl, especially when he saw him near the kids.
The kitten mewled again, wiggling her butt in the air as her eyes narrowed in concentration. With a stiff push she lept off Haru's shoulder and straight for the smaller blonde she'd been watching. Feeling the movement, Haru turned his attention away from Ryou's retreating back and his lazy smile surfaced again.
"Looks like you can. Miko has a bit of a mind of her own."The cat always looked more like a flying squirrel of some kind with her huge ears and her legs spread wide when she tried to jump to places. Unfortunately, she was too young to have learned grace. Haru tipped his head to one side, running a quick hand through his messy ash locks before he smiled again.
"Here, why don't you watch her for me for a little while, huh?"He asked, giving the kid another pat on the head. Miko would give something to distract him from the blonde Ryou and hopefully help him make some new friends. It was amazing how cats could do just about anything. With a final pat to his head he walked away from him, going back to what he'd been about to do before he'd spotted the unusual pair. Miko would make her way back to him later.
[Exit]
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 1:05 pm
¤ So lend me your ears, and lend me your eyes.And I'll show you the world the way I see it.
ÐîøŋAzɑɱɨ "Yeah, see you later Ryou."He waved as he walked away. He was glad to have Ryou as one of his friends. Hopefully he could make more.
Dion laughed happily as the cat dove off the teacher's shoulder and caught her in his arms, snuggling her. "Really? Thank you!" He snuggled her once more and gave her a scratch behind her ear. "So you're name is Miko, huh?" He asked the cat. "That's a cute name."
"I'll definitely watch her for you." His bangs got in his eyes again as the older male pat his head once more. The gesture gave his heart a warm feeling. A smile wider than all of his others before graced his lips. He even gave a small laugh. "I'll definitely keep an eye on her." He said, softer now, watching the male walk away through his bangs.
After the teacher was out of sight, Dion put Miko in the hood of his jacket, to give her a little place to sit comfortably. He then again began to wander about, looking for his roommates. He ended up making his way towards the back of the school. So lend me you heart, and lend me your smile.
Because a smile's contagious, and sometimes I need it.¤
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 1:44 am
xxxxxxxxxxʃ ɑ с ҡ . || CITY BOY - SURFER BOY ||
Jack gave a snort of disbelief. Sure Kaito didn't care. That was why his walls had slammed up with enough strentg to rival the Great wall of China the moment the subject had come up. That was why he'd pelled away, shut down, and refused to explain. Jack could almost hear the low growl in his own throat as he drew in another toxic breath of smoke. The white wisps slid out from his lips in a slow stream, filling the air with their distinctive scent. It would be obvious to anyone that walked by, even if Jack hid the cigarette, but right then he didn't care. Let the whole school bare evidence of his addiction if it wanted to.
Violet eyes still heavy with anger watched the other male, studied the body language. Alright. Alright maybe there was more wrong here than simple social class issues. The way Kaito had started to protest and shut down drew his attention. Kaito had such tight control on himself normally that the slip meant the name was important. But he didn't want to tell Jack why.
Slamming the blue haired boy against the wall and threatening him didn't sound right, even if it was Jack's usual approach. Kaito would only shut down further and Jack had no idea how well he could fight. It might get out of control and there would be witnesses this time.
Instead an idea flicked in his mind as he saw they were headed for the dorms. He'd been following Kaito without noticing. He was going to figure this out. The idea might make Kaito hate him, but that was better than this... Nothing.
Jack was suddenly running, shooting past his roommate into the shared room. He used the few stolen seconds alone to dart to Kaito's half of the room and begin to rummage through his stuff. Bedsheets were thrown to the floor, drawers were pulled open, clothes were rifled through. When he was done, he held Kaito's notebook in one hand, the lightter hovering strategically beneathe the crisp ******** talk," he demanded when Kaito joined him. "I hate that silent s**t. You can pull it with the others. Not me."
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" S t a n d i n g . o n . t h e . e d g e . . . "
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 2:04 am
An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world  Sound pulled Kaito's head up, not fast enough to have been anything more than curiosity, seconds before a streak of red shot past him and through the door into their dorm room. He crushed the curiosity before it got the better of him and keeping his expression flat followed his room mate into the room only to find his side of the bedroom destroyed.
For a moment he stopped, pausing at the door to stare at the scattered remains of cloths that had been rifled through, before his slow moving slate orbs found Jack holding a lighter under his notebook. The calm cracked visibly, stark horror shining through the gaps as he dashed to the opposite side of the bed and threw a hand out towards his notebook.
"Jack, no."Kaito gasped, true, honest to goodness emotion in his voice. He could have likely taken it. Some part of him knew Jack was injured, he knew his fighting style, in their surroundings Kaito would have the advantage, yet the part of him that wouldn't allow him to pull away from his touch also kept him from reacting as he might have had someone else touched his book.
Haunted slate grey orbs went from his notebook to the redhead. A treasured friend through is entire life-his art-and someone that seemed able to crack through his defenses in just a couple hours. To have picked up enough to have caught the one thing guaranteed to shatter his equilibrium. Slowly he closed his outstretched hand, then his eyes, breathing in a few seconds before slumping slightly.
The blue haired male dropped his weight to sit on the bed, one foot still on the floor and the other on the bed. When he opened his eyes slowly a second later he'd rebuilt the walls carefully so just the faintest touch of desperation touched the back of the dark orbs.
"I'm talking."he promised in a voice that had once more been regulated back to a more normal tone. His gaze continued to hold on Jack's but it was obvious part of his attention was on the notebook. He was holding unnaturally still as he waited for further orders. Because he wasn't going to say it outright, not even for the pages in that book. He'd only answer if asked, but for him that was a huge concession, but then...for his art he'd give up most things. Yet if he could keep enough back from betraying his own idiocy or get Jack killed, that might be enough.
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 2:21 am
xxxxxxxxxxʃ ɑ с ҡ . || CITY BOY - SURFER BOY ||
It was an almost painful contrast, the difference between Kaito's usual tone and the one he was using now. The difference was sharp enough to slice open air and Jack's eyes widened in surprise. He'd expected a reaction, sure. Anger, outrage, more of that cold glare Kaito seemed partial to. Not this actual human sounding voice, not his name on the other's lips. Had Kaito used his name before? He couldn't remember it if he had. And it certainly hadn't been said like that, by anyone.
For a moment, Jack wanted to burn it. Stupid thing got more of a reaction from Kaito than any of Jack's teasing the entire day. But for the sketches he saw something like surrender, a willingness to back down, open up. ******** notebook. Why did it get that kind of reaction? Why couldn't he? Jack's scowl deepened and his fingers tightened on the book, leaving a slight wrinkled indent in the shape of his fingertips on the outside page.
The he dropped the lighter hand down, shoving it back into his pocket. He moved to lean against the wall halfway between their beds, arms folded over his chest. Jack's chin tilted to a stuborn angle as he carelessly tossed the notebook at Kaito the same way one would a frisbee.
"How about you tell me what problem you have with me being the guy's charity case," he said, the scowl twisting his words. "Start with that and let's see where we end up." The unspoken 'don't try to lie' hung heavy in the air, not even needing to be said. He surpressed the desire to include something about Kaito saying his name again.
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" S t a n d i n g . o n . t h e . e d g e . . . "
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