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 Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 2:49 pm
 Sometimes I feel like everybody's got a problem
Sometimes I feel like nobody wants to solve them
I know that people say we're never going to make it
But I know we're going to get through this+ The city sleeps and we're lost in the moment +  Gin glanced at Yuuta once after the interruption, while some idiot read a poem that wasn‘t even close to passable about some stupid sport or something, and noticed that the boy was completely uninterested in the class. He couldn‘t really blame him either, none of the poems were very interesting after his and Yuuta‘s.
He saw the book, obviously a sketchbook, on Yuuta‘s desk and his interest was piqued again. He wondered what kind of artwork he would find inside the book, and even contemplated the odds of successfully snatching it while Yuuta was unfocused.
His musings were interrupted when the bell rang to signal class change. He cursed in his head and swore that he‘d find out about the book the next time he had a chance. He stood and placed his things in his bag and exited the room with the rest of the students, once more glancing back at Yuuta. Some students seemed to think about asking Yuuta about whether or not he was ‘Shinigami‘ the poet, and he sent those classmates a death-glare that scared them enough to have them running out of the room.
He wasn‘t sure why, but he wanted to help Yuuta keep it a secret that the boy was a talented poet. If Yuuta wanted it to remain secret, then he felt like he should help to keep it secret, until such time that Yuuta revealed it of his own choice.
He made his way to the last class of the day, one with his sister, and paid only half attention to the teacher. His thoughts focused on one individual.+ Another kiss says we're lying on the pavement +  The raindrops
The tears keep falling
I see your face and it keeps me going
If I get lost your light's going to guide me
And I know that you can take me home
You can take me home ((My god I mad u wait a while, didn’t I? Well Monday we’ll have the internet back and I’ll get on every day again! So I won‘t be keeping anyone waiting [unless I get writers block… or am sick or something else bad happens to myself]))
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 10:34 pm
 Age:18 Local Orphan  Yuta could feel the eyes upon him and questioning glances and he started to feel incomfortable. He jumped only sllightly when the bell rang, noting that for an odd reason the class seemed short to him, then again he wasn't paying much attention at all. He was happy when the teacher didn't announce any home work and insted said they would finish reading the rest of the classes poem work. He gathered his things and slipped them into his bag, before standing up to leave. He took the long way around the groups that seemed to linger just in case they had something to say, though he was sure he would be cornered sooner or later by them. He cursed his friend under his breath as he smiled fakely at people. His smiles were always fake unless they were directed at people he cared about which just so happened to be Azumi and the people back home.
He walked down the hall some girls giggling and guys staring, he noted some flinch away though he was unsure as to why. His ears twitched as he looked up to see Azumi. His face filled with a wide grin as he waved at him and then bounded over with a slight spring to his step. Yuta seemed to cheer up a bit at the sight of his only friend. Which was odd if you thought about it. Yuta was considered to be a well known student now and not many people disliked him. Yet the only person he hung out with was Azumi, and if Azumi happened to be hanging around other people then Yuta would join the group, but he never claimed them to be his friends. Just aquaintences.
"Sooo..."
"So?"
"How did the class go? Did they go bonkers? Did they ask you azillion questions? Were they surprised? Were th-" Azumi started in a hyper rush, and Yuta covered his mouth.
"Goodness, the only one asking so many questions is you."
"Huh? Why?"
Yuts sighed, "The teacher got it all worked out and no one asked me anything yet and I'm thankful for it. Though I suspect alot of them think I'm Shinigami....someone tried to help though I'm sure that no one really cared, or they didn't beleave it."
"Really? Who tried to help you?"
"Ummm that one boy people keep talking about....I think his name was Gin...I'm not sure."
"Whoa....wait....the Gin. The most popular kid in school who has a hot twin sister? That Gin?"
"I told you I wasn't sure....besides....I didn't think you swung that way."
"You don't understand her though, she could even make a gay guy feel straight."
Yuta chuckled, "Right..."
Azumi smiled widelty as he poked Yuta's side and he jumped with a slight squeek that made him blush like crazey as his eyes went wide. "You might not think anyones hot....mostly because your indifferent about everyone and everything, but everyone else thinks so."
"Don't do that...." He rubbed his side as they went onto their next class, which was gym again. "So what if I don't care enough to notice...at least I don't go gaga over every drool worhty male or female."
"Alright you got me there," He chuckled softly as they went into the locker room to change.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 2:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 4:42 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 5:38 pm
Bump Please come back T.T
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 1:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 3:30 pm
((gomen... kinda lost interest in this for the moment....will try posting in the next few days, 'kay?))
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 12:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 1:41 pm
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Posted: Sat May 04, 2013 6:31 pm
-sighs and bumps again as she trys to get old rps going again-
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 10:32 pm
Sometimes I feel like everybody's got a problem
Sometimes I feel like nobody wants to solve them
I know that people say we're never going to make it
But I know we're going to get through this+ The city sleeps and we're lost in the moment + Gin entered the house before either of his siblings once they arrived, leaving the two to scheme or whatever they were doing. He knew that his sister was plotting something, some way of getting him and that kid in his literature class, Yuuta, together. He didn't want them to interfere in his business, but decided it was a lost cause once his sister got her mind set on something. Gin made his way to his room, ignoring the 'Okaeri-nasai Mase' from the servants they had.
He plonked his bag down beside his desk and slid easily into the chair at said desk. Gin leaned over then and pulled out his books from his bag and set to doing his homework. He might not look overly studious, but he liked having his homework out of the way first before anything else. He quickly got through his maths and sciences work, moving on to the lit assignment next. This time it was more of a reading comprehension than a poetry-based assignment, though the reading material was still a poem. That was done in quick succession, followed by the few remaining assignments he had.
When his homework was completed, his mind was free to wander to the latest interest in his life. That interest so happened to lay with the loner-ish Yuuta. He knew that this was an unusual interest for him to have, as he'd shown no interest in anyone save his precious siblings and a couple hobbies he never shared with anyone aside from his sister and little brother. He was sure it wasn't a romantic or simply physical interest, but more of an interest in a puzzle that was hard to crack. Yuuta was a puzzle, thats what he felt. And he rather enjoyed solving puzzles. No matter how small or complex the puzzle was. His mind thrived on them.
When he went to bed, his thoughts still revolved on the smaller male, but soon they too were silenced as sleep overtook him and he had no dreams. The next morning came and Gin cursed at the sharp light hitting his eyes from the now-pulled-back curtains. Gin lay on his back for a while, wondering why he felt... off, for lack of a better word. He inhaled, then realized his nose was plugged and so he had to inhale from his mouth. Then, he noticed a wheezing kind of sound from the intake of air into his body. Next was a wracking, painful, cough. The last thing to hit home was the rush of dizziness and nausea that assailed him as he tried to sit up. He'd gotten sick somehow....
Gin flopped back onto his pillows with an irritated huff, wincing slightly at the pain in his throat. 'Well damn.....' It had come upon him without the slightest warning. He'd felt great just the other day, no hint of a tickle in the throat nor any other early sign of a cold. Gin lay in bed for an indeffinite amount of time, slipping back into sleep every now and again before something would jolt him awake once more. He vaguely recalled his sister coming in to get him and her cool hand on his forehead, but that seemed a lifetime ago.
His sister, meanwhile, had informed the school that her brother was unable to attend school for the day, and likely for the next couple of days as his cold had seemed to be rather severe. It was strange really, how fast and how hard it had hit him. The two of them were never usually ill, even common childhood illnesses had never seemed to touch them. It was believed that they were special, and so were immune to common diseases like colds or anything. 'Looks like thats not the case...' They got sick like everyone, it just never seemed to be as bad for them as for anyone else.
The two healthy siblings traveled to school with worry for their elder brother on their mind.+ Another kiss says we're lying on the pavement + The raindrops
The tears keep falling
I see your face and it keeps me going
If I get lost your light's going to guide me
And I know that you can take me home
You can take me home [[Yeah, nearly three years.... >.> so sorry... and i've forgotten the sister's name and the younger brothers name (if i ever mentioned his, though i'm almost certain i have named him already]]
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