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 Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 3:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 6:20 pm
 ::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Walking down the almost empty hallway, a well-used paper in his hand and a pile of books and papers in his left arm in which he clutched to his chest, was Mitsuko. His baggy pants almost fully hid his shoes as he walked slowly down the halls, pausing here and there to look up at the dorm room numbers of the second floor. His long-sleeves went down past his hands, but were scrunched up so that his fingers shown as they clutched his books and gingerly held the folded and re-folded paper in his right hand. His red backpack, in which was slung over his right shoulder, was becoming a bit comber some as he continued to search the halls before starting up a stairway.
For the fourth time today. He tripped.
He stood on the stairway, brushing himself off as he picked up his things once again. Why was he seemingly repeating the same clumsy task every five minutes? It shouldn't worry him, but it seemed as if it was just becoming something he did unconcously.. He shook his head as he continued on his way. "Mitsuko.. he's tiered from running around all day, class to class. And now he is a freshman now, that he is.. a very nervous freshman with a new school and life to get use to.. And then there was that small incident at the library.." Mitsuko said slowly as he trailed off, remembering what the boy had done. the boy sighed. "Mitsuko didn't like that at all.. but.. Haikimaru-sama.." He said out loud, stopping himself as he noticed he'd passed his dorm, fumbling for the paper as he quickly flushed in embarrassment despite no one was around to see his mistake.
Entering the room he found a small paradise. It was perfect. Just his style: Japanese. He walked in as he closed the door behind him, taking of his shoes respectfully and setting them next to the doorway.
The boy began looking around the room as he set down his bag on the floor and set his things of the table. He looked around, finding the places to put his clothes easily before starting to make some warm tea. He snapped his fingers, motioning his hands as he guided clothes and his things as they filed one-by one out from his small bag. He also fixed things up as he went. A broken clock that needed tweaking, the tv's cords tucked behind it so it wasn't as messy-looking, the chairs set perfectly, the table arranged, and the beds were made up.
Games, game consels, books, clothes, small trinkets he had brought from home. The consels and games slipped neatly under the Television; connecting up to the Tv and setting themselves neatly up all by themselves. His things didn't take up much space. He used a similar method to when he kept it all in his bag. His clothes were stacked neatly to take up the smallest space possible, and then he downsized them before tucking them neatly away in an even smaller space, that way he could bring more than his far-share of clothes to wear. He liked to cross-dress and cosplay. When he had finished he sighed, wiping away a small bit off sweat off his fore-head with his long sleeve. "Mitsuko did a great job! Now he won't have to carry around his stuff all the time to classes." He said, his fake smile returning as he looked over his handy-work, Mitsuko then turned his attention calmly to the tea. He sat down weakly and poured himself a hot cup. He shivered, the warm cup making him feel cold as he held it carefully in his hands close to himself. His fingertips warmed as he circled the rim with his pinkie finger, staring into the small glass. "Haikimaru-sama.." he spoke softly as his finger rounded the edges of the cup he held before stopping. He shook his head. He didn't understand it. Why was it that he couldn't do anything for more than ten minutes without thinking back to the older student? He shouldn't care. He slowly sipped his tea, the warm temperature of the liquid heating his throat down to his stomach. Warming him from the inside out.
He did not smile. His mind was somewhere else. He finished his cup, then poured another for himself. He held it away a bit from himself on the table's surface as he leaned forward and rested his head on his arm, watching the steam sleepily as thoughts of Haikimaru circled his mind.
Next thing you know, the raven-haired boy was in a deep sleep, the full tea cup still held in his hand as he slept. If someone were to come in, they would probably assume he was a girl. His thin pale-white fingers delicately holding the cup on the table, his feminine-looking, sleeping face. His eyes were closed peacefully, as if nothing could wake him. And nothing would.
•-★-•Lone Kitsune • Mirror Image•-★-•
$†υck in †he mømєnt.. and nøw yøu can'† gєt øυ†..
$ø hєrє I am, Jυs† drøwning in †he rain.. øn an єndℓess nigh† I drєamt øf †he jøυrnєy..
єvєn iҒ I'm pøwєrLєss, I'LL Livє $trøng in this dєstiny.. I Gazє at †hє Ғørєign skiєs and єmbracєd the LønєLinєss..
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 6:44 pm
 Haiki had found some victim to help carry his heavy baggage. Why not. He had a wardrobe and about three bags. This prince would not be without his luxuries. He needed to have several outfits for anything that could come up. After going through the halls for minutes he stopped into of the door to his new home. He had heard there would be roommates. He hoped that he could bully or molest the roommate to go to a different room. He opened the door and forced his latest victim to go in and set his luggage down before leaving in a hurry. Once Haikimaru took a look around the room he was very happy. Not only was it just like home, but, he had a victim in this room. This would be child's play to him. He would wait to wake up his victim. First her took his time to put away any of his goodies and re-redecorate the room to his liking. Even placing his Buddha stature on the table. The clothes went into the closest and beauty products in the bathroom. As soon as the young man was happy. He turned to his victim. Haiki quickly rewarmed the tea that was made. Soon as it was heated up he took a cup and poured it over Mistuko's head. Not only would he be sticky, but, maybe a few first degree burns would cover the top of him and he would have a hard time resting during the night.
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 9:57 pm
::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Mistuko was sleeping so deeply he didn't even stir when another had accompanied him in the dorm. Room 102.
Being woken up by hot tea poured onto your head is a dreaded experience. It was a hot, steaming, burning, sticky mess. It covered Mistuko's hair, his neck, and part of his shoulders. It even dripped down onto his chest and back a little as he stood quickly, letting out a surprised yelp as he fell back away from the table. Rubbing his eyes awake before trying to stop the burning on his head. "Itai~.." He cried softly as he shook his head, scratching it with his sleeves to attempt to get the hot water out. His mind began searching for something, cold, ice, anything to stop the heat.
His eyes started to water. A small tear falling off his cheek as pulled his sleeved-hand away form his face and looked up to the culprit. His face was surprised, then sad, sincere, hurt, and slightly remorseful toward the older boy. Several questions ran thoruhg his mind all at once.
"Had Haikimaru-sama done this on purpose?"
"Why would Haikimaru-sama do this?"
"What is his purpose for hurting Mitsuko?"
"And Before.. he also hurt Mitsuko.. Why did Haikimaru-sama do that?"
"Why did Haikimaru-sama avoid Mitsuko's question and run off?"
"Is haikimaru-sama afraid of Mitsuko?"
"Angry with Mitsuko?"
"Jealous of Mitsuko?"
"Why does Haikimaru-sama always hurt Mitsuko when Mitsuko did not do a thing?"
"If Haikimaru-sama is a kitsune.. no! He must be!"
A light went on, but he should still play koi for now. He'd learn more that way.
"Oi, oi! Hello Haikimaru-sama! Gomenasai.. Was Mistuko in haikimaru-sama's way?" Mistuko said in a fake, sincere voice as he stood, bowing respectfully to the other as he said he was sorry for his actions. He stood strait, looking up at the other boy sorrowfully as he scratched his head, still having that fake smile planted on his face. "Did Haikimaru-sama trip on the rug when he was making tea for himself? I bet Haikimaru's tea was too cold for him.. so he went to warm it up and thats when he tripped!" he then hit his fist on his open palm as he made his fake "assumption." He then turned, his hand retching up again to let his sleeve soak up the hot water. It wasn't all that hot now.. consitoring he'd been flamed several times today already by the same boy. But his head was very sensitive now. he probably had a few burns here and there. It was like having a bad sunburn on his head. It burned, but felt scratchy at the same time. it would be really hard to push out of his mind. Mitsuko then flipped the corner of a rug down that had been turned over, looking like someone had tripped. He then turned back to the older boy, smiling still. He knew what had REALLY happened. And, although he couldn't identify what he was feeling exactly at the time, he couldn't help but feel for this boy. "But then Haikimaru-sama followed me, that you did.. very curious.. .. you still haven't answered my question!" he then pointed out, as if he suddenly remembered. "I asked if Haikimaru-sama was a kitsune, that I did. And you ran off.. but i am sure that you are one now, that I am.." he said, his "smile" warming. He didn't know what else to do. He could call for an elder or teacher to take care of it, but he didn't know the rules. He could be getting this boy in trouble for something he was able to, and that would put Mistuko at small with them for calling the alarm on something that was valid. He decided it best to leave alone. He could get back at the boy easily if he wanted to. but for now he just wanted to figure him out.. And besides, he was still tiered from using so much magic to fix the place up. He rubbed the back of his head, closing his eyes and grinning like a fool. What he hadn't noticed was the two small white ears that had pierced through his black mess of hair and tea on his head. They wiggled once, as if waving or catching some unheard sound in the next room over.
•-★-•Lone Kitsune • Mirror Image•-★-•
$†υck in †he mømєnt.. and nøw yøu can'† gєt øυ†..
$ø hєrє I am, Jυs† drøwning in †he rain.. øn an єndℓess nigh† I drєamt øf †he jøυrnєy..
єvєn iҒ I'm pøwєrLєss, I'LL Livє $trøng in this dєstiny.. I Gazє at †hє Ғørєign skiєs and єmbracєd the LønєLinєss..
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 10:08 pm
Haikimaru smirked. He was too fun to bully. It was a lucky thing that they would be staying in the same room together. He would have many things to do with the young kitsune. "Oh. Yes. I just tripped. I had to have some ocha. It's been a while, but, now I'm sleepy. I'll change into my sleeping clothes." The young man said to the other. Haiki started to undress. He removed his top as he walked towards the closet. The young man was decently muscular do to his many hard hours of training. He found several pieces to wear. He then started to remove his pants as he walked over to the sleeping space. Wondering who would have what bed.
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 10:36 pm
::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Mistuko nodded, "Yes, but we still have school tomorrow.. would Haikimaru-sama like this one to wake him up or let him sleep?" he asked, acting like skipping was perfectly fine. He held his hands down, as if he were holding his own hand.
When he opened his eyes to see what the noises were from his face darkened as he quickly looked down. His bangs hiding his face as best as they could, his white ears down. Embarrassment filled the boy's face as he looked away, his cheeks blushing madly like a girl's. The boy who was bullying him.. was very.. good looking. His body, as well as his face. He hadn't seen anything other than his chest, but that was all it really took for Mitsuko to become embarrassed by and slightly envious of this other boy. He tightened his hands on his wet sleeves. He was still slightly damp and soaked with ocha. His hands feeling sticky. He didn't like this feeling. He stood there a bit uncertain. Without looking up he stated, "This one has not yet chosen his sleeping quarters, that I have not. I left this for Haikimaru-sama to decide." he said, fiddling with his sleeve some more, distracting himself form peeking again. He couldn't harm this boy, or could he? He finally felt his face's warmth on his cheeks, and became surprised with himself. What was this? He couldn't identify this feeling. He felt different than he had before in a long time. He had never seen others this way, mainly because he had never been this close to another. This feeling was alien to him. He was very confused with himself.
(( wish i could post sum more with ya ;D but my dad's bitchin'.. its time for me to go bye-bye.. i'll try to get up early tomorrow/ today.. -depends- and post before i go to school.. sorry for not being on much.. i went biking ))
•-★-•Lone Kitsune • Mirror Image•-★-•
$†υck in †he mømєnt.. and nøw yøu can'† gєt øυ†..
$ø hєrє I am, Jυs† drøwning in †he rain.. øn an єndℓess nigh† I drєamt øf †he jøυrnєy..
єvєn iҒ I'm pøwєrLєss, I'LL Livє $trøng in this dєstiny.. I Gazє at †hє Ғørєign skiєs and єmbracєd the LønєLinєss..
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 6:17 am
Haiki looked at the sleeping mats. Before turning to the boy while he put on a pair of pajama bottoms. "I'll take the bed closest to the window. If I do not wake up within half a hour of classes starting then please wake me up." The young man said not noticing that Mitsuko was looking at him. He finished by covering his torso with a plain white shirt. ((It's fine at least you're active.))
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 7:13 pm
::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Mistuko again, nodded, his head still down as he stared at his shoes that were placed next to the doorway. He would wake him all right, and he'd be very ninja about it. His eyes were pondering. The small white ears wiggled once more, catching the kitsune's attention. He raised a pale hand, his thin fingers touching the warm soft, wet fur. He made a face as his hand fell, trying to avoid touching his burns to much. His index finger slightly rubbed the side of his left cheek as he stood there, pondering over why his cheeks were so hot and why he felt.. like he was. "Mitsuko is still all sticky from Ocha." He whispered to himself, "Maybe I should wash up before i get changed." He spoke quietly to himself. Taking up a few select fluffy pajama-pieces with him as he passed by before entering the bathroom.
Mitsuko started up the water, making sure it was not to hot, not to cold before he let it run for a while on its own. The boy stripped, throwing his dirty laundry into a small pile before stepping into the shower. He wasn't at all muscular on the outside despite he could deal with a lot of kicks and punches. He was average, skinny, but with a feminine face. The steam from the shower helped clear his head. He avoided getting his upper half wet. If he did it stung to high-heaven for a few minutes, and even then it was still fading. He got most of the sticky-ness off part of his shoulders by causiously splashing a bit of water here and there on his shoulders and burns. He made sure to keep his eyes on the fosset so that no one tried anything. If they did he would have a little surprise for them. When he finished he turned off the water, grabbing a towel quick before he could be seen by the other kitsune if he was still awake.. He wrapped it up and tied the ends of it so it wouldn't slip off as he grabbed another to start drying his shoulders and hair carefully, not daring to even expose his chest. His hair was a bit damp when he finished, but at least it wasn't as sticky or wet.
Taking the towel and putting it under cold water the boy then sighed as he looked in the mirror. It showed his white, fox-like self. Only he was in a type of furry-like form. He still held the figure of a human, but he had fur all over and fox-like features. He shook his head and looked away from the reflection as he dabbed a bit of cold water on his burns. The cold felt nice, but the burns still hurt.
His mind, once again back to Haikimaru. He bit his lip as he tried to get his mind off the other boy for once, and accidentally pressed to hard on his burns, making him wince. He put the towel away properly in the hamper with his wet clothes and went to change into his pajama's quickly.
Opening the sliding door, the small boy stepped out in what looked like fuzzy white bunny slippers, a light-pink bunny pajama bottoms, a bunny top with sleeves that past his hands, in which he had to push back a bit so his fingers shown, and a small bunny plush he held in his left hand as he closed the sliding door behind him quietly.
He looked around, then went for some more Ocha. But instead of warming water, he warmed milk, and poured some sugar in it when he had finished, stirring the warm liquid with his finger before taking a sip. The sweet Chai-tea made him feel sleepy, and he held his bunny closer to him as he sat next to the table, dosing without noticing where he was. But finally his eyes closed by themselves. His sweet, child face fast asleep again, unknown to the dangers of what might lurk the next day, or even in the middle of the night. His mind going black as he slept a dreamless night. His mumbled something. The words were hard to make out, then his hands tightened their grip on the rabbit plush he held..
Before he fell asleep he was sure, to himself, he would pull the first punch in the morning..
(( wow.. long post as always XD i think this might be one of the longest ive eva posted!.. or maybe it just felt like that *looks at other posts* ))
(( Bunneh Plusheh! ;D ))
•-★-•Lone Kitsune • Mirror Image•-★-•
$†υck in †he mømєnt.. and nøw yøu can'† gєt øυ†..
$ø hєrє I am, Jυs† drøwning in †he rain.. øn an єndℓess nigh† I drєamt øf †he jøυrnєy..
єvєn iҒ I'm pøwєrLєss, I'LL Livє $trøng in this dєstiny.. I Gazє at †hє Ғørєign skiєs and єmbracєd the LønєLinєss..
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 7:25 pm
Haikimaru had a peaceful dream during the night and he found himself away earlier than his room. The young man only looked over at the student and smile. He didn't really want Mitsuko to be his victim. More like his pet. The boys face was so girly. Haiki sat up before leaning over his roommate. Cupping his face. Haiki looked deeply at Mitsuki's face. Almost as if a fox would do to his pretty or a lover to the next. Haikimaru's thumb brushed the boys lips. He just stared for some reason. He moved away for a second and removed his shirt before returning to the position. He was sure Mitsuko had looked at him while he was topless. He was sure of it. This would help prove it to him. Again Haikimaru touched the boys soft lips. He would wait till the young man woke up before he played anymore mean tricks on him. He needed to find more ways to tease Mitsuko. ((Good job. I still need to work on my posting. I'm trying to go longer and longer))
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 7:45 pm
::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Mistuko stirred slightly in his sleep, something tickling his lips, warmth suddenly corressing his face. His eyes blinking awake only to come face-to-face with the lean face of his roommate. Suddenly surprised but not fully awake yet he rubbed his eyes so he could see clearly. Then his sleepy eyes laid upon the other boy's open chest.
Mitsuko's eyes snapped open at once and he jumped back, catching himself before he fell completely on his back. His stomach had leaped and his heart had accelerated a bit, pumping his blood faster to warm his cheeks. His face was red and his eyes were fixed to Haikimaru's own deep purple eyes, as if restraining himself from looking any lower. "H-haikimaru.. s-sama.." He stuttered. "You scared this one.." he said in a quiet voice, as if holding his breath. He had dropped his bunny, and it lay on it's side under the table. His legs were partially crossed and he was leaned back, his left arm propping him up with his left trying to hide his reddening face.
What was wrong with him? What was this feeing? Were the thoughts that flashed through his mind as he stared at the older boy, the older kitsune.
•-★-•Lone Kitsune • Mirror Image•-★-•
$†υck in †he mømєnt.. and nøw yøu can'† gєt øυ†..
$ø hєrє I am, Jυs† drøwning in †he rain.. øn an єndℓess nigh† I drєamt øf †he jøυrnєy..
єvєn iҒ I'm pøwєrLєss, I'LL Livє $trøng in this dєstiny.. I Gazє at †hє Ғørєign skiєs and єmbracєd the LønєLinєss..
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 7:55 pm
Haikimaru smirked. He would tease this boy with has his might. Just for the next little while. Haikimaru leaned closer to the boy so they were pretty close. With one arm holding him up and the other going under the boys shirt. Tickling Mitsuko belly at first before he made his way up the torso. He removed his hand and pulled himself closer he was pretty much on top of the boy now. With the hand that had touch the boys torso he now held the rim of his sleeping pants. As if he would strip the boy of all his clothing and dominate him. Again the young man smiled. "Tell me Mitsuko-kohei. What do you think of me. What do you see when you look at my body?" He asked. The young adult wanted to know. He could molest his roommate here and there. ((If I say a word you don't know in Japanese tell me and I'll translate. I'll try to do basic words till you learn more.))
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 8:50 pm
::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Mistuko looked a bit scared, his hair going on end as he tried not to move to much, but also searching for an opening to flee. As Haikimaru's hand slowly went up his shirt he took a small, broken breath, his eyes watching though his face was turned up to the older boy's. His heart was going so fast it seemed like it would burst!
His right hand was still up, failing at trying to hid his completely red face. He causiously swallowed, the unexpected was happening.
What had put this on all of a sudden?
His left hand tightened into a fist on the ground as his sempai came ever so much closer to him, downstairs feeling a bit drafty as he felt the rim of his pj's being lifted up. The only culprit being Haikimaru, Mitsuko's roommate.
Mitsuko's eyes were on Haikimaru as he spoke to him, asking him questions. His mouth quivered slightly, as if he were about to cry. He didn't know what to think, what this feeling was. He grit his teeth and turned his head away as he shut his eyes tightly. "Y-yada! Wakaranai!" he yelled frantically, but was unable to keep his face from looking angry or upset. He looked sadly down at his left hand, avoiding eye-contact from his elder. ".. Haikimaru-sama was being so mean before.. n-now.. he's different. Wakaranai." he whined, as if he was now close to tears. His face was still all the shades of red.
((i'll be fine XD as long as yew don't place huge long phrases and paragraphs together i wont get lost •^^• but yew can translate if yew wanna.. ))
•-★-•Lone Kitsune • Mirror Image•-★-•
$†υck in †he mømєnt.. and nøw yøu can'† gєt øυ†..
$ø hєrє I am, Jυs† drøwning in †he rain.. øn an єndℓess nigh† I drєamt øf †he jøυrnєy..
єvєn iҒ I'm pøwєrLєss, I'LL Livє $trøng in this dєstiny.. I Gazє at †hє Ғørєign skiєs and єmbracєd the LønєLinєss..
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 9:01 pm
Haikimaru moved his hand away from the rim of the pants and lifted Mitsuko's face so they were looking each other in the eyes. "Oh so informal Mitsuko. You should use formal language when you talk to your senpai. You should use wakarimasen. And what isn't there to understand." The purple haired kitsune responded. What the young kitsune did next would probably have Mitsuko jumping away from him. Haikimaru drove his hands into Mitsuko's boxers. He would make the boy uncomfortable before he left. It was Haiki's perverted way of teasing his classmates. The teenager had written the book on the topic. Haiki didn't stop at just putting his hand in. He added a little squeeze and he pretty much laid himself on top of Mitsuko so the boy couldn't escape him without begging for the mercy and grace of Haikimaru-senpai.
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 9:43 pm
::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Mistuko's face went blank, hoping the boy had some form of respect as he moved his hand away from his pj bottoms. Instead he made Mitsuko look him in the eye as he spoke. his stomach seemed to have left him, it was gone. His face turning pale and ice-cold despite what temperature it had been less than two seconds ago. True he had used informal tongue, but it happened so fast. He opened his mouth to speak.
Just before he could answer his roommate's hand had suddenly drove down into his pants! The boy's eyes widened and he yelped again, louder this time as he struggled to get the older boy off, his eyes closing as he tried forcing the boy off. The task seemed next to impossible.
At once the boy's hand opened, sending out strong fox-fire at his "attacker" before a loud pop could be heard, like a balloon had been pricked with a sharp needle. Clouds of smoke sprayed out this and that from where the boy's body had been, his pjs and what he had been wearing was now in a small heap under the other kitsune. A small white fox with nine tails went scampering off in the opposite direction. The nine silver-looking tails seemed to flow gracefully behind the creature even when he stood still. It stood its ground, standing deffencivly in front of the door as it growled at the other kitsune, its fur on end. Seeming to dare the boy to attack.
He felt very much violated by this more foolishly, imature kitsune. He didn't trust this boy at all anymore. What was left of what the boy had gained was gone from Mitsuko's mind. He held no respect for this Senior anymore, and dreaded the days to come. It was already the first day.. er.. second, and he had already gained a quite annoying enemy.
((Tobi: .. me and my friends are still trying to get over the fact that he just stuck his hand down his pants XDDDDDDDDD Mattie: ******* i support this rp already! ))
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 9:58 pm
Haikimaru wasn't hurt very much by the boys actions. It was hard for kitsune's to hurt each other, because, of the powers they shared. Haikimaru smirked. Maybe next time he should still all the boys clothes while Mitsuko was in the shower. Forcing him into the embarrassing situation. Then when the boy got some clothes it would be a skirt or a dress. For now he would let Mitsuko trust him again. Haikimaru got up and laughed before he walked over to the closet and pulled out a set of clothes for the day. He was sure that because of a common language gap he could make it sound like he didn't understand and in Japanese culture it was okay and common place. Once Haikimaru was done he took a long look around the room. His eyes stopped on the stuff toy. This could be the boys weakness. It would be a fun thing in the future. The man smiled and sat back down on his futon. "Come here Mitsuko-kohei. I just want to show you my love." However forceful it was. ((Okay. Last Post. I have school tomorrow.))
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