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 Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 10:41 am
Junko left her room with a small feeling of dread. Yaya had come over, they'd caught up on things and then the marid had gotten her caught up on the meeting she had missed being so absorbed into her sewing. A field trip. And they had to sign a waiver on it this time. You only signed waivers when it was known something bad could and probably would happen and the other party did not want to assume absolutely any responsibility for it because now there was documentation that you knew it could happen.
Great.
That was exactly why Junko had shot off a text to Seiji letting him know 'I'm coming over~! Okay? <3333' before she put up her hair as best as she could in a hurry and left. The walk to the ghost dorms was nerve-wracking. She knew how Seiji felt about the school's faculty and future trips after the last one, and frankly Junko couldn't blame him in the least, but she still...felt like she should go.
He wasn't going to agree. She already knew. And that meant she was in for a long afternoon.
Sighing, Junko stopped in front of his door with a small frown. She just stared at it, not making a sound. Finally after what felt like forever she took a deep breath, smiled and knocked on the door.
Please let this end well...
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 11:01 am
Seiji was stepping out of the shower when his phone had buzzed to announce Junko was on her way over, and the boil shot her back a quick 'See you soon' before going about his business of drying off and getting dressed. He'd gone out running earlier, and though he didn't sweat quite like his other more alive friends, he always made sure to shower afterwards. The warm water always felt great against his cool skin.
He was pulling his hair back in his usual pony tail when he heard the knock. He gave himself a final check in the mirror before pulling one of his tank tops over his head and walking out get the door. "Hey you," he mused, chuckling as he bent to give her a kiss before stepping out of the way for her to come passed him into the room. "What's up?"
Opening a draw, the ghost pulled a belt from beneath a stake of folded socks and set to threading it through the loops of his shorts. Continuing on his mission to get dressed, even if that thought was nicely ironic. Generally speaking, when Junko was around the poor boil was usually trying to remove articles of clothing, not put more on.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 11:23 am
She wouldn't let him in on it but she was going to savor each and every kiss until they actually started..talking. She was not looking forward to this. In fact Junko even reached up to wrap her arms around his neck and pull herself up to keep the kiss going as long as she could before he finally made it end, dropping her arms as he allowed her into the room and giving a little shrug. "Hi~. Just...wanted to see you?" Junko smiled up at him and watched him walk away to watch him finish getting dressed. She wouldn't stop him. Why would she? She was here to talk...
Ugh. How long could she delay this? Should she delay it? Maybe she should just get it over with. Junko looked around the room and shifted from one foot to the other, trying not to look too uncomfortable even as she rubbed at the back of her neck. "Soooo..there was a meeting for second years in the office today. I missed it though, I was wrapped up in sewing." Junko giggled.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 9:30 pm
Dark brows pinched as he looked back at her when she gave her reasoning. Not that it wasn't a perfectly reasonable excuse to find her on his door step, but her expression, that kiss. There had to be more to it then 'just wanting to see him'. Had to. Just how much more, and whether it was good or bad, was still a mystery, and the boil could admit to being quite curious. "Oh? Well I feel special now," he teased as he finished threading his belt through his pant loops. Latching it in place before going for the glitter of silver resting on top of the dresser.
He watched her as he returned the metallic bits the various holes in his ears, brows arching as she mentioned a meeting. "Was it an important meeting?" He hoped not if she'd missed it. He didn't want her getting in trouble. "Did anyone fill you in on it after the fact?" Like Yaya or Jove. Yaya being the more likely of the two, since Jove didn't actually speak all that often. "You're not in trouble for having missed it, are you? That would suck."
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 10:13 pm
Junko didn't realize his suspicion, and even if she did she would have pretended not to. She couldn't falter on this. She had to stay calm or things would turn ugly, she just knew it. Ugh. Seiji was going to be so mad. So very mad...but his teasing did make her smile and giggle, putting her hands on her hips and raising a brow at him. "Maybe I should stop then. Wouldn't want to inflate some kind of ego or anything." Junko was teasing, clearly. She wouldn't stop anything she was doing with him. Not a thing. Her eyes drifted down to the movement at his waist and watched him put his belt on, then watched him move to get his earrings. A hand lifted to rub at one of her earlobes with a thoughtful hum. She did like his earrings. And there were so many lovely earrings in town that she wished she could buy and wear. Oh well. Another time.
"Huh?" She was pulled from her thoughts to look at Seiji with wide eyes. Oh! Right. "Oh. Um. Soooort of? But it's fine, Yaya filled me in after, yeah. But no..I'm not in trouble. I just..." Junko poked the tips of her index fingers together and frowned, turning one of her feet a bit in nervousness. Her heart raced as she tried to think of a way to say it.
Ugh. Might as well just get it out. "I just have a week to sign a silly waiver about a field trip coming up ahaha nothing big really it's fine it's no big deal I should probably just go sign it now it'd be silly to put it off and...and..." She ran out of words to ramble with. Her intent had been to drown out the words 'waiver' and 'field trip' with random nonsense but she knew it had failed the moment she attempted it.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 4:06 pm
"You wouldn't dare," he countered her threat, snorting softly as he finished replacing the last of his earrings. That done, he'd effectively finished dressing save for socks or shoes, and really those were only a priority if he planned on going anywhere outside the dorm. Considering Junko was already in his room, he didn't see much of a reason to leave, so he didn't bother looking for socks, and instead nudged the draw closed with his hip before leaning against the dresser, arms folding across his chest as he watched her.
She looked nervous, and the way she was poking her fingers together had him frowning in return. That particular habit of her's never really came along with anything he could consider good news. She did it when she was uneasy and completely unsure as to how to talk to him. That one little gesture was enough to let him know he wasn't going to like what she had to tell him.
He didn't comment though, not until she'd actually trailed off in her rambling explanation. Dark brows arching skyward as he regarded her. "Field trip," he repeated flatly, the neutrality in his expression seeping away by the second. "They want you to sign a waiver now? You're not seriously going to do it, are you?" Did she forget all about their last little trip? The boats that had all sank, the island, the fog, the reapers. DYING? He'd just fallen, he didn't really feel anything when he'd died. She'd been crushed.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 5:10 pm
She couldn't just stand there. Somehow just standing in one place was making her more nervous. She began shifted her weight from foot to foot, wringing her hands together and frowning more. His tone of voice had her flinching, having expected a bit more force than what he gave. He wasn't happy, she could just tell. But it was better she do this than not tell him about it at all or else he'd be even angrier! Ugh. Why did he have to be angry..a stupid question but one she asked herself anyway. Junko sighed and rubbed at the back of her neck, her movements shaky and nervous. She didn't like confrontation. Do not want! Do not want! Do. Not. Want.
"Y-yeah. A waiver. I can't remember if it's just for this trip or all trips but...yeah..." She cleared her throat and began to pace, wandering around his room; Junko made a point of having her first step go the direction opposite of the door so he wouldn't think she was running away. She was just pacing in lazy circles, somewhat avoiding where Seiji was standing. Junko instead occupied herself with touching and toying with random knicknacks in his room. She picked up one of his drumsticks, idly turning it in her fingers. "I might...? I feel like I should. I mean, how..can I get stronger and prevent last time from happening again if I don't experience anything, you know? Who knows, the next trip could be great." She set the stick down again and continued her circle around the room, wandering to the TV and picking up each DVD one by one, pretending to really care about what was on the covers.
"I can't just avoid things because they might be a little dangerous."
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 10:08 am
The more she paced about nervously, the more uneasy he was beginning to feel. She wanted to talk to him, which he appreciated, but her behavior, the the restless nervousness. It was abundantly clear she knew he wasn't going to like what she had to say. She hadn't run though, and that to him was a big step. He knew she didn't like face problems or talking uncomfortable things through, but she was still here, and even if she paced and fidgeted, that counted for something. Granted, he'd meant more or less relationship issues when he'd asked her to stop running away from him and her problems. At the time he couldn't have foreseen this. It had him almost wishing he hadn't said anything at all, but not knowing what was going on wouldn't have made it any better in the long run. Jack damnit.
One trip was bad enough, but an all encompassing waiver to cover any and all future field trips? Jack on crack, that was just insane. He felt his eyes narrowing unhappily, and had to fight to keep the scowl from being so obvious on his face as he watched her. No, he was not happy to be hearing any of this. Worst of all? She was actually considering it. "Last time didn't happen because you weren't strong or prepared, Junko." How in Jack's name do you prepare for a falling rock? And not just that, a lot of what happened to them was completely out of their control, and that had been by it had had such lingering effect on them all. It wasn't a battle, the entire island was out to get them. You can't defend against Nature and rogue magic.
"Ya it could be great, or it could be ten times worst then the last one," he pointed out hotly, not even bothering to hide the anger in his face. He didn't like this, not one little bit. She was going off to jack knows where, to face jack knows what, and he wouldn't be there. It wasn't entirely the trip itself that bothered him, but his inability to go with her. No, she didn't always need his help, but if he was stuck here, then how could he be there for her if she did need him? "What if there is no coming back next time, J? What if there is no magic little portal to bring you back to life?" The knuckles on his right hand were molting as his fist tightened. "What if you don't come back?"
And there it was. A straight admission of fear that he could very well lose her to the next insane thing the school threw them at. He couldn't handle the thought of her not being in his life.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 12:25 pm
It was definitely a big step in progress. The fact that she was doing this at all was a huge step in and of itself. Junko didn't want to tell him. She didn't like confrontation of any kind, and she esepecially hated upsetting someone. Seiji was important to her...she didn't want to mess things up with him being a selfish twit who didn't at least warn her boilfriend of what she was doing. To Junko, running away from problems meant literally running away from them; why confront something when you could instead physically distance yourself from an issue and forget all about it? Junko was making an effort. Could she get points for that? She doubted it.
His tone made her flinch and hold the DVD in her hands a little tighter, biting down on her lip and putting it away before she did something stupid with it. She looked around then. Where were the minipets? "Where's Hikari?" For once Junko wasn't trying to change the subject and drop the one they were beginning to discuss she just..wanted to hold the scareon like a teddy bear. The happy little minipet was a much desired source of comfort. Hikari wouldn't get mad at her for signing something. Finally she sighed and sat in the large arm chair, wringing her fingers together and avoiding looking at him still. She just couldn't yet. One step at a time. "If it's worse...then...so be it. I'm not going to get anywhere if I just hide from things." She glanced up at him through her bangs before looking away again. He was so mad! "We're supposed to learn how to be scary, not be scared of things. What if going on these next trips actually does some good? The teachers weren't in control of last time..." Hellma had made it clear..last time was not supposed to turn out the way it had.
Junko frowned more. "Of course there would be coming back. We'll always come back. They'd never just let us die...even here...they're not so irresponsible they'd just..." Right? The teachers had every precautionary measure prepared, right? It would be like last time with the magical portal of new life or whatever that had been. Right? It had to be. It just had to be. But it was Seiji's last question that had her finally looking at him, eyes wide and lips pursed. What if you don't come back? Jack..damnit. He was worried. Of course he was worried! Junko didn't want to make him worry! See? That was why she needed this. She needed...everyone to not need to worry about her.
"Seiji I..." She toyed with her own hair now. "Of course I'll come back. I can take care of myself, really...last time was just..." If she hadn't just run in like that she wouldn't have died... "Don't you trust me?" That was it, wasn't it? He didn't...he didn't trust her! He didn't trust she'd come back! Her eyes glistened with tears as she closed her eyes to fight them away, sniffling and idly braiding a thick section of hair. It was a self-comforting motion. She didn't want to think about the option of not coming back. It just...wasn't possible... "I wouldn't be going alone. And..I've gotten stronger since coming here..." It was clear she was still considering signing it.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 9:42 am
She was getting points for not physically fleeing his room in the face of conflict, but they were somewhat lost in the conversation itself and the boils reaction to it. He saw her flinch at his tone, and for a very brief second he considered stepping down and not letting things get as heated as they no doubt were going to get. He didn't like seeing her upset. In fact, it was pretty much the absolute last thing he ever wanted. But he didn't recant, because this wasn't just about her. This was about both of them, and he had feelings too.
Those dark eyes narrowed as she asked about the ofuda dozing on his bed in the other room, and he jerked his chin in that direction to indicate her location. Jaw setting as he tried to work out if she was changing the topic or not. Apparently not. She was making some valid points, there was no denying that. But.. "Are the teachers ever in control?" From what he'd heard of the trips that had come before he'd come to the school, there had been train wrecks and giant monsters raining down firey death. Not to mention on the random things that seem to be attacking them just outside the campus grounds.
Petty as it was, there was actually a measure of satisfaction that came along with her trying to convince herself that the teachers wouldn't let them die for real. She didn't sound all that sure of herself as she spoke, and he was happy for it. It was foolish to simply assume they would always come back from death.
He sighed as she started toying with her own hair, assuring him she'd come back to him, and he dropped his gaze from her to the top of the dresser he was leaning against. "I know you can take care of yourself that's not-" Her question about trust struck him like a physical blow and left him growling under his breath as he jerked his head up to glare at her. "Of course I do! It's not you I don't trust. It's the Faculty, and whatever nightmare of a place they're planning to drag you to." His temper had flared, but he couldn't hold onto that anger as he watched her. There was the glitter of moisture at the corner of her eyes, and she was still fidgeting with her. "I know you won't be going alone, that's not the point." His voice was dropping into something closer to a desperate whine by the time he'd finished talking.
Damnit, this wasn't about not believing in her to trusting her. This was about the possibility of him never seeing her again, her going off to do jack knows what and him being stuck here, helpless to do anything. Why couldn't see under stand that?! "I don't want to lose you," he finally blurted out.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 4:44 pm
"Accidents happen." Junko frowned. She was determined not to think the teachers would do anything to purposely get their students killed. No way. Even that time that they were teleported to the human world (had it really been the human world?) and had to dodge those strange looking vehicle things! That had been an accident! And...and the time with the scythe-wielding figure...that had been an accident...Arel had done his best to help. She wanted to hold faith in the school's faculty. Why have a school if your intent was to just kill off your students? That would be insane! Junko made sure not to actually say that out loud knowing full well Seiji would point out they were insane. Junko hadn't actually encountered the giant dragon from Christmas Town, she had gotten back to 'base' safely...so all was not lost.
Junko just didn't want to admit Seiji's points were as valid as her own.
The glare had her freezing and her eyes widening, and she even sank into the chair. He had never glared at her before. It was like a punch to the gut and it made her eyes water more. No! She couldn't let herself cry! But...but he had glared at her! For some reason it actually made her angry. How dare he! How dare he growl at her! And how dare he glare at her like her question had been so...so wrong! He had made it sound like he didn't trust her to come home safe! So what if it was the staff he didn't trust? He didn't believe in her. Even with the assurance that she wouldn't be alone he didn't trust she could come back! Her fists clenched and her eyes narrowed. She was trying really hard not to snap. He was making her angry.
Her heart stopped at his worry of losing her and she swallowed hard. She didn't want to lose him either but...damnit! Junko got up out of the chair and held her hands in tight fists at her side, shaking a bit. "You sound so determined I won't come back! Like there's no possibility I could ever survive another field trip! That isn't fair. I was protecting myself long before I even met you and I was able to keep myself from getting terribly hurt all on my own! I'm...I'm tired of everyone treating me like I'm some kind of porcelain doll that just wants to play dress up and do everyone's hair and never has anything serious on her mind! I'm more than that, Jackdamnit!" Junko loved him so much but...ugh! This wasn't fair! "It's not like I don't think before I do things. I'd like to believe the faculty would not just send us off into something that will get us killed. I could just as easily be killed just sitting in my own dorm as I could going out for a walk or going out into the human world. I don't want to lose you either but...Seiji." She sniffed and wiped at one of her eyes with the heel of her hand. No! Don't cry! Don't cry! Don't cry! "Going 'hey maybe everything will be just fine and she will be okay because she is a big ghoul and can take care of herself so she can come home to me' wouldn't kill you. I could have easily just signed it and not told you a damn thing, Seiji." In fact Junko had considered it, but she knew Seiji would be angrier if she had done that than if she had done what she was doing now. She was making an effort, but he was being such a damn pessimist it made her wish she had just signed it and went on with her day!
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 8:27 pm
"Yes, they do!" He snapped back at her, uncurling his arms from around his chest to grab the edge of the dresser he was leaning on. "That's my entire point." It didn't matter though. The conversation shifted so damn quickly the boil didn't even have time to react. One moment she was sitting meekly in the old easy chair across from him, and the next she was standing in front of him with dainty fists shaking. She actually had him leaning back from her, but his jaw was set, and those red on black eyes were narrowed down at her. Until she began to speak again.
Her words were like a slap across the face, and he couldn't even get past his shock enough to muster up a retort as she snapped back at him. That wasn't what he was implying, not at all! She was twisting his words around, and now he was being painted the bad guy. Where in Jack's name was all this coming from?! He stared down at her with wide eyes as she ranted at him, but by the end of it the startled expression was gone and he was back to glowering, only this time there was something distinctly hurt in his eyes. "That wasn't fair," he muttered, pushing away from the dresser and moving off towards his room.
"You're not fragile or breakable. Hell, you survived longer then I did on that jack damn island." He didn't look back at her as he walked towards the door and opened it. "How'd it feel to watch me fall though? Not knowing that we'd all be brought back safe and sound." It was a low blow, but he wasn't sure how else to make her understand how he was feeling right now. He didn't fall because he was weak or fragile. It had been a freak accident, nothing he could have prepared for.
He really didn't want to be fighting with her. Neither of them seemed at all willing to bend on this, and to simply carry on.. It would have just been painful and far more stressful then either needed. His shoulders rounded as he stepped into his room. "You're a big ghoul Junko, and it's your life. Do what you want."
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 8:58 pm
The moment the words left her mouth she regretted them. Her eyes were wide and her jaw was dropped, her bottom lip was quivering ever so slightly. Where had that come from. H..how could she...?! She felt disgusted with herself. Pure, utter disgust in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't speak anymore, all she could do was wipe away every tear that she failed to hold back. How could she say such terrible things?! Ugh! Just...where had that even...how did..stupid!! Stupid, stupid, stupid! She felt so bad. She wanted to throw up. Her eyes even darted toward the bathroom as if actually considering locking herself in there until she felt less sick.
That wasn't fair. Junko tried to get herself to say something as he walked away but all that came out were incoherent squeaks that wanted to be words but couldn't form themselves. She was so shocked by her own words. He was right. It wasn't fair. She wasn't being fair..but neither was he! If he believed in her he wouldn't be so damn pessimistic about it and would support her! But...but it wasn't fair of her to yell at him. Junko yelled at him! She'd never yelled at Seiji before! She still couldn't believe she did that! His questions had her whimpering and her knees shook. She'd been devastated when she saw him fall in that crack and disappear, she'd had no idea any of them would be coming back. She thought it was the end. But she didn't want to think back on that! No! It was a very low blow, but one she deserved.
Junko's hair hung limp and curtained around her even as her knees gave out and she fell to just sit on the floor. She ******** up. She just knew it. Now she really was wishing she'd just done it so this entire thing could have been avoided. This right here was why she hated talking about unpleasant things and would rather just run away from them. She looked his way, her face mostly blocked by her hair. "Ah...bu..t.." She frowned. "I'm sorry." Junko managed to squeak out, coughing and clearing her throat. She sniffled and wiped her face with her sleeve, not even caring at the moment that it was going to get messy. "S-Seiji I'msorryIdon't..know why I..." That time she actually got a little more volume to her voice that time, looking at him through her hair again and turning at her waist to hold her arms out toward him. She wanted him to pick her up, but it was up to him whether he actually did it or not. Honestly? If he just walked away she wouldn't blame him...but he wanted her to seek comfort in his arms, and she wanted comfort. Even if he didn't pick her up she'd either follow him into the room if the door was left open, or she'd sit quietly outside the door if it was closed. Whatever option he went with he wasn't getting rid of her.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 8:44 am
Her whimper hand him pausing just beyond the bedroom door, his hand still on the knob, but he barely glanced back at her over his shoulder. She didn't understand why he was upset, had even turned it around into a case of mistrust, yelling at him. It was obvious she'd been feeling that way a while, and he'd just been lucky enough to be the final straw that broke the pathling's back, but it wasn't fair. He'd never called her weak, never once ever implied she wasn't a capable ghoul. He'd been supportive, though maybe.. Maybe a little too protective? But wasn't he supposed to? Would it have been better if he hadn't cared so much? Ugh, he didn't jacking know anymore.
He let his hand slip off the knob and disappeared into the room, taking a seat on the edge of his bed. Resting elbows on his knees as he curled human fingers within blackened ones. Mouth and chin resting against his folded knuckles. From where he sat he could see the ghoul's shadow, and he almost went to her when he saw her fall, squeaking out an apology that barely reached him. But he didn't move. Her words still stung, and he wasn't quite ready to just go running back to her.
She apologized again and he glance out towards her shadow, flinching at the way her arms raised up towards where he'd been. She wanted him to go to her, to pick her up and tell her everything was alright, and there was a very large part of him that wanted to do just that, but.. She'd hurt him, put words in his mouth. He lifted his head, but he didn't move, and that had him swallowing a guilty lump from where it'd grown in his throat. He had told her to seek comfort in his arms, but.. But, he wasn't going to go running back to her. She'd have to come to him.
He hoped she'd come to him.
He hadn't shut the door behind him, but as of yet she hadn't moved from where she'd dropped to her knees on his floor. Watching her shadow was making his heart hurt. Made him want to just go back out there and scoop her up. Finally he had to look away from the door, and simply dropped his gaze to his own feet. Sighing as he mulled over something to say. "It's.. Fine," he settled on after a moment. It wasn't, not completely, but it would be. Had to be.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:11 am
Junko had put words in his head but he was making assumptions as well. She did understand why he was upset, that was why she felt so terrible. She had no right to yell at him! She'd just...snapped! She was the worst ghoulfriend ever. What kind of ghoulfriend flipped her lid over words? He hadn't been supportive...he..he wasn't giving her enough credit! He really hadn't! She did want him to protect her, of course she did, but she also wanted him to realize she could protect herself. And his words had only told her he didn't. But she still shouldn't have yelled at him. She whimpered when she heard the rustle of him sitting down on his bed and not getting up. He wasn't...coming to her. He wasn't coming to her! He always came to her! Why wasn't he..? "Seiji..?" Her arms dropped, leaning forward on her hands and staring through her hair toward his room. She heard him speak and she winced. Oh yeah, you totally sounded sure about that. It was totally fine.
"...Liar." She muttered, glancing toward the door out of his room. Junko could leave. She could just...do what she always did and run away from this problem. But this was not a problem she should be running from; running would make it worse. Junko could lose him if she ran. She whimpered at the thought and rubbed at her eyes some more, slowly pushing herself off the floor. She stepped on her limp hair, however, and fell back down with a grunt. Owwwwww! Owowow! Rubbing at her head she sighed and looked down at her own hair. It wasn't moving, it wasn't even twitching. It just...hung there...like...hair. Lifeless, limp and just everywhere. Junko tried again, managing to avoid stepping on her hair again as she slowly made her way to the door. But she couldn't go in there..not yet. She stopped beside the door, peeking around the door frame. Could she come in? He hadn't come to get her so did he even want her around anymore? She couldn't blame him if he didn't...she'd been a jackdamned b***h and he didn't deserve that. Her hair would have become even more lifeless had such a thing been possible.
Junko slowly stepped into the room, feeling unwelcome for the first time ever, like she shouldn't have been in there. She stopped at the door and clenched her fists, biting down on one of her fingers and sniffling a bit and taking a step back out as if reconsidering coming in. If he didn't come get her he obviously didn't want her...but she still wanted him. Junko frowned and stepped forward again, closing the door behind her and quietly making her way across the room until she was at the bed. She paused once she was there, unsure of what to do next. Should she sit? But where would she sit? Beside him? On the floor? She couldn't sit on his lap. No way. Junko looked around, biting down harder on her finger. She couldn't think of anything to say or anything to do until finally she sat down at the foot of the bed, fussing with her lifeless hair until it was all over one shoulder and out of the way. She glanced toward Seiji and frowned again, forcing herself to look away and just..combing her fingers through her hair.
She scooted a bit closer beside him.
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