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 Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 5:10 pm
Etsuko started cooking, making a gourmet bento box.
When Jon muttered "b*****d," Shizuko slapped him across his face.
"You need to calm down," she said softly yet sternly, "Don is hurt, nothing is going to change that. What is done is done. At least no one was killed."
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 7:43 am
Jon's eyes snapped open wide as Shizuko's hand went across his face. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!" he snapped, Shizuko left a burning red mark on the side of his face.
"What the hell do you know Shizuko? Terrance is a prat! He's a commoner! He came right into this school right off the streets! He played his family so he could come here! He's garbage right now! And he plays garbage pretty well too! He doesn't have a fiance! Yuriko got dragged into this loopy game because of Terrance!" he spat, his temper rising higher and higher.
"Mr. Cool... I only tease him and play with him because Don has no hard feeling against him. I..." he said pointed to himself. "Never like Maxwell! And I hate him more now that Don got hurt because of him and the stupid messups his stupid dad did!" he said his shoulder's rising up and down.
"Makes my family look bad! Makes everything my family does look like nothing but personal gain!" he said waving his hand out. Then his tone of voice changed into a calmer one. "We, Rivers, pride ourselves of being artistic, well rounded and knowledged as well as highly generous to the general public. We've saved countless art and history museums with our donations and gallery exhibits. And it takes only one person. One rotten person to screw our name up and its that stupid back stabbing foul mouthed greedy hypocrite of an Uncle...who also happens to be little Terry's run away daddy!" he said with a maniac smile and little kiddy twirls of his hands and fingers.
"I'm related to him! And by dictionary terms... Terrance is a b*****d." he said his eyes glowing with the intent of doing harm to Terrance. His hands curled tightly around a chair.
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 6:59 pm
kazuma stopped in mid tracks as he entered the dining hall to hear what jon had to say about terrance his mind taking in what he heard and storing it some what he then turned to lookit at the twin" is...is this a...um... a bad time to see if i could get you to answer some questions?" he asked a little affraid of what the lone twin could do.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 6:53 am
"Like hell it is!" Jon snapped at Kazuma who was much bigger than he was, but at the moment Jon's anger was bigger than the both of them.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 2:32 pm
kazuma just smiled when he snapped at him" normally i say that was foolish but i see you are worried about your brother as well as the rep of your family so i'll let it slide" he said as he stood there" so you hate terrance that much aye?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 7:09 am
"tsk. The school has a shooting, and I'm fuming and here you are still keeping that cool look on your face. You know what? That ticks me off even more. You're starting to remind me of Terrence and if you had half a good ear you would be thinking twice of copying his 'cool' act and would know why I hate him so much." he said heatfully his eyes burning with a natural hatred. He was flexing his fingers in and out of his palm, his blood pounding in his ears.
Who ever was in the hall was now gone. The red headed Jon as on fire.
((Sorry if you're starting to feel like I'm attacking you. I'm not meaning too. I'm in character right now.))
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 10:16 pm
(( i get that it's ok i thinks its good acting))
Kazuma now looked at jon some worry on his face" i am not acting 'cool' i'm just trying to stay calm trust me i'm worried as much as everyone else but i was trained not to show fear jon" he told him as he steped closer" so calm down all you will do when your angry is just make matters worse just chill" he said trying to calm him down he was not in the mood to fight and this little red head wasn't going to push him to it.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 1:23 pm
::Juana sauntered down the halls idly, a inquisitive smile on her face as she looked in the doors and up at the massive ceilings, taking everything in like it was the last day she would be living. Her eyes glittered with enthusiasm and she stopped when she came across the dining hall, the fresh smells of wonderful food wafting in and out of her nostrils like a typhoon.::
"Mmm... That smells DELICIOUS! And I'm STAAAAARVING! Oh MAN, could I use something to eat! Sushi, pies, giant carrots with LEGS on them! BWUAH HAH!"
::With a whoop of joy Juana burst through the open doors and looked around... The place was deserted, except for two people who seemed to be having a standoff. Uh-oh, she thought; perhaps she had come too late, or maybe too soon? She was still hungry though, and with an apologetic nod she scurried quickly over to one of the counters to place a food order, her long legs carrying her quickly across the perfectly polished floors and bright lights that shone with brilliance as everything was brought to life, even the dining hall was lively!::
"Uh, hi..." ::she muttered to the person at the counter, setting her large bag filled with bow and arrows and quiver, sparring gear and extra clothes; she smiled and put out a hand in question:: "What exactly am I able to order..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 2:36 pm
Jon stepped back and away from Kazuma. "You're nothing but Newspaper parasites..." he said taking a defensive look. His eyes filled with worry and hatred.
"If I see a single word bad mouthing the Host Club, me, my brother or my family..." he hissed heatedly he pointed at Kazuma. "I swear to you. Not on anyone's grave or my Rule as Mischief King. I swear on only on mine and your's... if I see a single word. The entire Newspaper Club will cease to exist. I will make sure the Omega News, get's one hell of a 'Omega banging end.' " he said darkly and wheeled out of dinning hall fuming.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 4:38 pm
jon word hit him just right" parasites..." he growled" i' am not one do not bunch me with the small one of that club i joined to bring truth and what people want to the news paper" his eyes filled with furry" as well as some comedy" he barked after him as he left
"that little punk" he growled as he turned to the rest of the hall" god now he has got me hungry" he walked to the counter to sit. he sighed when he finally was able too. over hearing the girls question he looked to her" you can practicly order anything here there is at least one of the chefs who know how to make it" he smiled the best he could to try and hide his anger.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 7:04 pm
Juana jumped a bit out of surprise from Kazuma's sudden acknowledgement of her after what seemed like a very heated conversation with another, her face quickly flushing as she turned to look at him with huge eyes and a quirky smile-- the chef's menu was still resting lightly in her hand as she nodded her head and put her right hand to her hip
"Thank-you," she said, "I did notice the fine selection of items, which I am very greatful for." She laughed gently at her own comment and turned to place her order with the chef: Three rolls of Kappa Maki, one vegetable roll and four pickled plum rolls--all of which she asked to be rolled in brown rice as opposed to white. She then set her menu down and waited for the total, reaching into her pockets for spare change and placing it on the counter in front of the cashier with a thankful nod before turning to face Kazuma again, her hand grasping the handles on her giant equipment bag which indeed weigh very close to a ton.
"I'm sorry, I don't think I caught your name... Ah well, my name is Juana Fanta, most people just call me Fanta but you can call me whichever you find most suitable." She bowed her head to Kazuma know, very politely then looked back at him curiously, waiting for his response.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 10:16 pm
Kazuma smile then turned to the chef" i'll take an unagai bowl with fresh water eel and a pot of white and greentea" he said not really looking down at the menu. Now relaxing a little he turned to Juana" i have to say i love their selection its comes in handy when you just don't know what to get" he paid for his items.
he looked at the bag" that looks quite heavy why don't you put it down for now no one is going to take it" he said with a chukle. " by word did i forget to introduce my self again" he said as he thumped the side of his head. " my name is Kazuma Honzaro" he said with a smile and a bow back to her" some call me Honzaro, some Kazuma and some call me Kazu-chan to be cute" he raised from his bow" all are good with me but i wonder would you mind if i called you by your first name" he asked
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 12:21 pm
Juana smiled nervously as Kazuma ordered the fresh water eel. Ewww, she thought-- he's an electric loving bloodsucker! At least he likes green tea though. <3
"Uhh, hah. Thanks, I think I'll just drag it over to one of the tables over there while I wait for my food," Juana shouldered the bag with great ease and walked jovially over to one of the tables, setting it down on a bench and then shoving it over to make room for herself, motioning with her gaze for Kazuma to join her if he wanted and then proceeded to lean her elbows on the table and rest her chin in her hands, thinking momentarily as he introduced himself to her.
"Hmm... Kazuma, huh? And you say that I can call you Kazu-Chan? Wouldn't Kazu-SAN be more suitable, or are you looking for a feminine style of endearment?" Juana smiled playfully and winked, tilting her head to the side as she saw a couple of her sushi rolls being placed onto the platter. Almost done! Thank goodness, she was STARVING.
"And please call me Juana if that is your desire, I respond to various names-- and amazingly enough Juana is the most common one that people choose to use. After that it's Archy, One-eyed Plague or some sort of passive-agressive term of love that people seem to find amusing." She laughed and shook her head, her bangs falling in front of her eyes.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 3:49 pm
kazuma smiled as he walked over to the table as he sat the tea was brought with two cups" if you would like do drink some" he said offering her some tea" well San would mean i was older where chan shows i'm younger but i think the word they are looking for is KUN" he said with a chuckle
he tilted his head" one eyed plague" he asked in confusion" why would they call you that" he was amazed by her looks but he really wanted to know more about her" i might use a pet name like that once i get to know you a little more"
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 7:11 pm
Juana's smile widened and she nodded, "You are so kind, thank-you!" her face flushed now in embarassment due to his gentle retort, her eyes glistening and her hands quickly settling in her lap and intertwining-- her voice was soft as she responded, but her eyes held his with clear intentions; "Errr, uhm... s'cuse me, I'm somewhat terrible with such adorations. My apologies, Kaze... Kun..." at that she raised her left eyebrow, tilting her chin up and to the left with a coy smile.
"SO!" she said abruptly, leaning forward over the table and resting her hands on the cool marble before going further.
"Are you single, or what? What are you into? We're talking to nicely here, and you're OBVIOUSLY attractive so why don't we cut to the chase and get this party sta-KERAASSHH! Juana's eyes widened to the size of saucers as the small teapot fell over and rolled into her lap, pouring scalding hot tea down her chest, stomach and onto her thighs; completely drenching her freshly pressed pants and plastering her black tanktop to her chest in a mechanical frenzy. "YEEEOWWWWWWW!!" Her reactions were much like a cat shooting out of a bag and into the air: hackles raised, tail erect, claws out... unfortunately for her this caused even more havoc. The bench went flying, her bag of gear, clothes and a random assortment of other things fell to the floor and made loud breaking and crunching noises. Not to mention extra tea-cup that rolled off of the table and broke into a hundred little peices, scattering it's shards across the highly polished floor. Juana didn't seem to notice any of this however, as she quickly started pulling her burning pants off with one hand, and holding her shirt away from her boobs and abdomen with another. She didn't seem to realize that there were other people in the room, watching intently and very possibly with amusement at her shenanigans.
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