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"H-huh? C-can't w-we do a-a thesis on the e-economy instead?"

Name:Misaki Aokigahara
"M-my name is Misaki. Aokigahara Misaki. I-I hope we can get along."

Age:17
"I started school a bit early, so--"

Gender:Female
"U-umm..."

Role:Girl - 1
"M-maybe it's because--m-my surname's A?"

Theme Song (Optional):Soba ni Iru Yo - ELISA

Personality:Misaki is a nice, timid but rather pessimistic person. She gets anxious and worried over the slightest things, much to the annoyance of other people around her. She gets scared easily and can be a total crybaby sometimes. She doesn’t talk much, offering only her opinions when asked. On the other hand, she can also be logical and rational when it comes to making decisions; she just doesn’t voice it out often.

Her timidness stems from the stress of being unable to tell anyone what she sees or hears (Or rather, what she THINKS she sees or hears) in order to maintain the fact that she is also a normal person. She feels that she might collapse completely if people start seeing her differently.

Appearance:Misaki is a medium-built girl with brown hair and brown eyes. She wears two parallel hairclips on one side. On cold places, she wears a red scarf. She is around 5'4' in height.

Face Claim: Ayano Tateyama from Kagerou Project/Mekaku City Actors/Maternity Spiral (according to Hibiya)

History:When Misaki was young, she would usually point at things while crying, saying things like some sort of monster was there. Her parents of course, brushed it off as a child’s imagination, even when they see her talking to someone or something on the dark corners of their house.

She kind of carried that trait until middle school, causing her to be made the laughing stock of the class and earned her the worry of her parents. They took her to several psychiatrists (or was it psychologists?) for treatment. Because of this treatment, she began to believe that she wasn’t normal. And with that, she began to clam up. She no longer points things out to people; she just kept it all to herself.

One certain incident in the past made her more paranoid and jumpy. It was a bit past midnight and she was asleep in her own room. She woke up to some weird noises coming from downstairs. It sounded like someone was knocking on the door. She got up and debated whether she would investigate or not. Curiosity got the better of her and so she headed downstairs, armed with a vase. Through the light of the moon, she saw the Spirit Dancer in her living room, dancing with what looked to be a woman. It looked weird though. The woman looked lifeless; as if she was just a doll in his cold arms. She stared at him for a moment as he danced, unaware of her presence. Once more, the knock sounded again, surprising her, dropping the vase. It didn’t break but the sound was loud enough to catch the spectre’s attention. He looked at her as he placed a finger on his lips, implying her to be quiet. The change in position allowed her to see the features of the girl. She was blonde and fair; her curly hair looking like shades of leaves under the light of the moon. After that weird gesture, the spectral dancer just took his leave, bringing the girl with him.

While all of that was taking place, the knocks were intensifying until it sounded more like the person was banging the door, desperate to get in. Snapping out of her daze, she grabbed the vase again and peered outside the window. To her surprise, there was no one outside the door! But she could hear knocking! She checked the back door and even went to look at the windows on the second floor but no one was really there. Unable to comprehend the situation, she went back to the living room, where the knocking was louder now. Panic was rising in her throat as she felt herself going dizzy due to the constant knocking until she could no longer maintain her posture, falling down on the floor. As her head hit the wooden planks, it was when she finally realized: The knocks weren’t coming from the door, it was coming from beneath the floor. She passed out then and there.

The next morning, which was a Saturday, she woke up as her parents were shaking her. They asked her what happened but she didn’t tell. She did feel that the floor beneath her was kind of hollow when she would knock on it so she asked her parents about it. They peeled off the planks around the floor after calling the police.

Buried beneath the floor was an urn containing someone’s ashes with an old photo album. Misaki opened the pages and saw the picture of a woman. The woman looked exactly like the woman the Spirit Dancer was dancing with last night. And aside from her hair, she saw that the woman looked like Misaki. And with that, Misaki fainted on the spot.

What drew you into investigating the mystery?:As a requirement before they graduated, they have to make a thesis on any topic that they want. They were assigned into groups and she ended up with the ones investigating the Spirit Dancer. Based only on what her group presented, she wasn’t able to determine that the Spirit Dancer was the same person she saw inside her house a few years ago.

RP Sample:Misaki slowly opened her eyes. The normal facade of her room greeted her blurry vision as she tried to help herself up. She tried, at least. The room was quite hot and humid, a result of her turned off air-condition and the hot winds during that time of the month. She felt her forehead with the back of her hand. "Hot..." She thought, as she set her hand back down on her chest, opening her buttoned blouse a little.

She reached for her phone on the bedside table, raising it up to reveal at least twelve messages from her groupmates. She skimmed through them in order, her fingers tapping away on the keypad. "Hey Misaki! See you at Wcdo ***! Don't be late!", "Misaki, where are you? It's rare for you to be late.", "Sorry, I heard from your mom that you have a fever. Get some rest okay?". She read all of the messages before closing her phone. She looked at the digital alarm clock she kept by the bedside. It was a bit past their scheduled meeting time. She opened the phone again. "I can make it...please wait for me."

She got a reply giving her the green light, so she tried lifting up her weary body off the bed and by force of will, managed to get up. She hurled her body to the shower to freshen up. The cold water felt good on her burning skin. She then proceeded to dress up, taking her scarf along just in case. Her things were already packed the day before so she didn't worry much. Finally, she departed from the house, getting a cab to reach their meet-up. Inside the cab, she lightly grasped her chest. "I feel like...something bad is gonna happen..."

Other Information (Optional):

Hobbies:

Reading books. "Love them!"
Taking casual strolls. "J-just not in a street devoid of people."
Listening to music.

Likes:

Chocolate.
Books.
Nice people.

Dislikes:

Horror. "N-no..."
Extreme amusement park rides. "Can't we do something else?
Scary and abandoned places. "I think I'll faint if I go in alone..."
Witchcraft and curses. "W-why would you want to hurt someone?"
Spicy food. "No thanks."

Trivia:

She has a tendency to stutter when speaking.
If given the choice, she would have preferred doing a thesis on economics rather than any creepy urban legend.
She likes cats; completely unaware of the fact that cats are a usual image that accompanies witchcraft.
The only reason why she had to go with their topic was because she was absent on the group discussion. She was only added to the group later on.
She actually has a brother. He isn't mentioned much since they didn't grow up together; her brother left their house in the countryside to try to make it in the big city. The rest of their family also moved to a city albeit, a different one. Contrary to her, her brother is the brave, no-nonsense type.
Ironically, her last name is the same as a notorious suicide forest.

Strengths:

None? Able to think logically and rationally.
Cautious. Too cautious.

Weaknesses:

Timid and introverted.
Physically weak.
Prone to fainting when she gets scared.

So begins...

Misaki Aokigahara's Story

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#2014-05-02 15:56:57, as written by DeathScythe386

"Ahh, there's nothing to do again today, huh?"

A figure was saying, in a very bored tone. A boy, who looked as if he was 16 years old leaned against a seat in the theater. He was looking up at the ceiling, that no one could see his face, unless they looked at him from the back. He snapped forward, strands of pale blonde hair flying forward as a black hood soon came to cover his head. "So boring in here. It's almost maddening." He kicked off, landing on his feet and starting to walk around. The guardians were patrolling, anyway, so--

Wait. The guardians were patrolling.

"That means the barrier's not up!" He thought as he looked at the doors. They weren't there. Grinning, he focused himself and, in a cloud of darkness, he disappeared from inside the theater and reappeared outside. He smirked. "Score for Yurasaki." He then dug around in his jacket pockets and took out a black spray can, grinning at the glare that the full moon gave it. "Today may not be as boring as I thought." Yoru whispered to himself as he ran away from the theater before any of the Spirit Guardians found him.

"Just another day for the black sheep of the Hayashi family."

Tsubaki thought as she finished packing the numerous crayons scattered around the room into the old toolbox that they now used as a crayon case of some sorts. She wiped some sweat off her brow, and looked at the sleeping child on the table. She sighed and poked the little girl a few times. "Hana. Hana. Wake up." The girl muttered something- gibberish, Tsubaki had thought- and then said, "Five more minutes."

"You've been asleep for 20 minutes and counting, and if you don't wake up soon, you'll miss the lights." The girl immediately sat up, rubbing her eyes. "Onee-chan.." Tsubaki crossed her arms over her chest and sighed. "They appear at 9:30, right?" Hana nodded enthusiastically. "Let's go to my room. I have a better view in my window." The little girl leaped off her chair and started trotting up the stairs, nearly tripping. Tsubaki caught her and lifted her bridal style, smirking as the girl laughed sweetly.

She placed Hana down on the armchair she had conveniently placed near the window so she could read and look at the sky and think all at the same time. As Hana looked out the window, she walked over to the fridge in her room. Since she barely went out except for school, most of the normal things she needed was there, in her room. Fridge, food, a small kitchen, hell, she even had her own bathroom. Bookshelves were lined on one side, and near her bed sat a few plushies and dolls Hana was learning to make. Her computer- used for research- was also at one corner, near the bookshelves. Digging around in the fridge, she pulled out a small red and white bottle, and another, a can of soda. The soda was for her, of course, since she was warned not to let Hana drink the "acid". Milk was for the little girl sitting at her armchair, since Hana had told her, "I wanna be as tall as Onee-chan!" and she knew that she also liked milk since it was creamy and cool.

She walked over to Hana and handed the red and white bottle to her, opening the can after lifting Hana and letting the child sit in her lap. The younger one took small sips from the creamy milk while Tsubaki took swigs from the can. "Look! Look, Onee-chan! It's there!" Hana pointed at the fireflies that started coming up. They looked like snow falling from the sky, except they were going up. She smiled softly. It was calming to her, how they went up. Like her spirits, when she was pumped up to fight.

When the light show ended, Hana had fallen asleep. Tsubaki carried her again, put the half-finished bottle of milk away, and brought her back to her room. After tucking the little girl in and slipping a teddy bear into her arms, she went back to her room and looked out the window.

"That light show got my spirits up, so.."

She stretched and went to the corner, booting up her computer and quickly sending all her groupmates for the thesis e-mails, each containing the same message.

"Hey, it's me, Tsubaki. You feel like coming over tomorrow, after school? Let's discuss the subject of our thesis and see what information we gathered." She leaned back and waited for the replies, looking at the full moon.

"Let's see what the night brings, and if you come again, Mr. Spirit Dancer." She dared.

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#2014-05-02 17:29:46, as written by SkyCladSaya06

Aoi woke up from her sleep and stretched her limbs, shooting a glance at every direction of that old, decrepit theater. She walked around by the windows, wondering at how quiet the place is right now. The darkness that engulfed the place reminded her that it was nighttime and the Spirit Dancer always tries to get out during long, boring times like this.

She walked outside and saw the ethereal cloak, which was some sort of trap she placed in case the barrier's down, was a little distorted, signalling that someone left the area. "It was probably Yoru." She thought. Some of her fellow guardians are quite tough on the guy. Not her though. She usually lets him go whenever he wants to.

"Oh well." She sighed as she headed back inside, after setting up the barrier again before the others go into a panic. She may be too late though.

"Open your eyes...

A silent whisper throughout the darkness of their current house woke Misaki up, as she rubbed her eyes, trying to ward off sleep. She got out of her bed and slipped on her slippers, looking for whoever said that to her. The sound was too surreal; it had er doubting whether it was a dream or not.

She went down to the kitchen and looked around, the light of the moon providing her with enough illumination to see clearly. It can also work against her, in this situation, if it had come from any rouge that managed to get in her house that time. Well, it depends if he was mortal or not.

She walked by the chairs and tables, standing like statues in the dark. No sign of anything. She even opened the fridge, (Yeah, as if some burglar was going to fit let alone hide in one.) but no luck. "Maybe it was a dream after all..." She thought as she made her way back to her room. Suddenly, a shadowy figure darted in her peripheral as she was climbing the stairs. It was a fleeting apparition, lasting only a split second. Still, she felt chills run up her spine, so she hurried on.

She reached the safety of the covers and willed herself to sleep. By sheer force of will, she managed to doze off. Next morning though, she woke up feeling a bit nauseous. She asked her mom to tell the teachers that she was feeling sick, which her mom also acknowledged. She laid on the bed again, feeling a little guilty on the inside. She knows that their grouping for their papers will be decided today so they could start on it during vacation. She regretted not being able to make it but hopefully, she'll make up for it tomorrow.

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#2014-05-02 21:49:00, as written by sky_onanangelswings

Kyon stood at the edge of the curb checking his watch, it had been a long day at work and if one more cubical worker called him Xerox he might snapped. 'Ungrateful ignorant pigs' thoughts similar to the preceding one filtered through is overworked mind. After picking up a 5 hour shift with a business after school he was ready to collapse on his bed. Obviously there were still things to be done, but the impatience was beginning to add more exhaustion to his mental state. The Mitizizumi boy couldn't remember the last time he had a cup of tea and just rested after school. A slight mumble to himself, "One, two, no mom and I argued that time, three." Coming to the conclusion that it had been at least 3 years since the last time he'd relaxed and had a cup of tea.

A hiss of air filled his ears as the bus doors swung open in front of him. "Getting on?" All Kyon could offer to the driver was a simple nod, and the scanning of a bus pass. A reassuring beep came from the register, and before Kyon was even seated the bus was in motion again. 'Thank whoever it is up there for bus passes' a quiet sigh left his mouth as took a seat. Sliding all the way to the wall, Kyon rested his head on the window.

"Stop that Kyon, you need to socialize" Kogme Mitizizumi was a stern woman when it came to socialization, and it seemed as if he did everything in his power to agitate that.

"I will not go out to see those uncultured imbeciles." A thirteen year old Kyon sat proudly at his desk, immersed in his studies. The rest of the memory was his mother calling him names, and making fun of his intelligence. The thing that pierced him the most was the last thing she said.

"You will die alone"

"Last stop kid, your apartment complex correct?" The driver was standing from his seat and stretching. The only one who generally took the bus out this far was Kyon and a few other independent students. During the ride, Kyon must have fallen asleep because he was now at his building. With a quick nod, he'd leave the bus and move to the building. In this building there was no buzz in feature, the doors only had locks. If you knew what was good for you, it'd be common sense to keep it locked and not leave the room from midnight until 5 am.

So, Kyon finally made it into his apartment. Inside was only a few objects, and immediately he found his computer. Checking his email was priority, and inside was an email from Tsubaki Hayashi. Kyon replied to all in the affirmative and shut the computer off, finally heading to bed.

Sure, I'll need an address though. How long are we thinking?

-Kyon

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#2014-05-02 23:07:37, as written by Guardian Aelita

After running for what seemed like an hour, Amiya and the boy found an alleyway to hide from the odd prescence.
"We should be safe here..."
Her phone buzzed and she saw that she had two e-mails. One from Tsubaki Hayashi and the other from Kyon Mitzizumi. Her eyes widened when she saw those names.
"Ah, sorry but I have to check these out..."
Amiya checked out Tsubaki's e-mail first.
"Hey, it's me, Tsubaki. You feel like coming over tomorrow, after school? Let's discuss the subject of our thesis and see what information we gathered."
Amiya smiled a bit. She always regarded Tsubaki as a second mom and admired how she stood up for herself. Amiya then checked out Kyon's e-mail.
"Sure, I'll need an address though. How long are we thinking?

-Kyon"
Amiya giggled a bit. Kyon was as blunt as ever. She always thought Kyon hated her and just never spoke it aloud. The sick part was that Amiya was okay with being hated. As long as she was remembered, she was okay with all opinions of her. Amiya thought about her response a bit before typing it out.
"Hi, Tsubaki-chan, Kyon-kun, Eiko-chan, Takamori-kun, Misaki-chan, Kiyone-chan~
I'd be okay to stay however long it takes and wherever we decide to go. My mom and dad are out on a buisness trip... again... Ah, but I'm okay with it! Ehehe~ But if we do stay at my place, please be gentle with the house. I don't want them to be mad at me for cracks in the wall. Thanks~
Love you all~
Amiya"
Amiya pressed send and the message was delivered instantly. Amiya then remembered the boy with pale blonde hair was still there.
"Sorry. A bunch of friends and I are doing a thesis and we were just confirming a meeting place. Are you going to be okay? I could help you get home if you want."

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#2014-05-04 14:57:31, as written by SkyCladSaya06

Feeling a little better after resting her head for a couple of hours, Misaki felt well enough to come downstairs and have lunch--well, brunch actually. She checked her phone and saw her unread messages. As she ran through them one-by-one, her mom approached her and asked her what she'd like to eat.

"It's a little late but, can I have some omelets?" She requested to which her mom agreed. Her parents are actually nice; she only wished that they could somehow acknowledge the fact that she is not normal. Her food was served and she reached Tsubaki's email in the middle of her meal.

"Hey, it's me, Tsubaki. You feel like coming over tomorrow, after school? Let's discuss the subject of our thesis and see what information we gathered."

She typed on her keys, jotting down a response. "Sorry. I'm feeling a bit under the weather today. You can decide ahead if you want, really sorry Tsubaki-chan, I'll make up for it the day after tomorrow. :(" She hesitated for a moment before sending. She thought about how the others would react. She wasn't particularly close to anyone because she isn't normal. She finally made up her mind and sent it to their leader, Tsubaki Hayashi.

She always found Tsubaki as the no-nonsense, hot-tempered girl who would probably beat her to a pulp if she gets annoyed enough. So she really felt the need to properly state her reasons for being absent.

Aoi was suddenly jerked into awareness because of a distress call coming from Siren. Apparently, she and the Spirit Dancer have some sort of disagreement, she says. She sighed and immediately departed to their location, tracking them using her instincts and the directions from which she felt the vibrations.

Arriving at the spot, she managed to utilize the cover of darkness and the natural shadows during that time to sneak up to Yoru. Truth be told, she didn't really harbor any animosity towards the guy but, she does feel the need to step in sometimes, if he gets out of hand. Launching a surprise attack by kicking Yoru in the back of his head as she saw Siren put down the bow and arrow, she pinned him down on the ground and held him within close range of her knife.

She sighed as she edged the knife close to Yoru's throat. She turned to Siren and spoke. "Well? What kind of disagreement is it this time?" She asked, keeping the idiot on the ground with her arm and legs.

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#2014-05-05 04:34:30, as written by sky_onanangelswings

An annoying sound woke Kyon from his sleep, it was pretty early, but only because Kyon knew the bus ride to school took a bit longer in the mornings. A disheveled Kyon rolled out of bed, and nearly directly into the shower. Sighing as the warm water ran down his body, he thought about the day ahead. Today was the day they would discuss their thesis, and who was doing what. Unfortunately, Kyon was almost sure he would be end up with the paperwork portion of the thesis and wasn't sure how he felt about it. Unnaturally, he enjoyed paper writing but was rather disappointed that he wouldn't be able to do any field work. With a shrug to himself, he brushed it off. All he could hope for now was that those in the field took decent reports and pictures. Shutting off the water was almost painful to the boy, the warmth left his body and his frame shook from the cold.

Drying himself in the mirror, he reexamined the idea of body modifications, specifically tattoos. Kyon didn't exactly approve of piercings, but most tattoos were beautiful. Kyon shook away the idea, he didn't have money for that anyway. A groan passed his lips when he noted the time, and finished his morning routine.

As he passed through the doors of the school, a yawn spilled through his lips. Kyon was always tired, and no one ever questioned him for it. He was a hard worker, and they all knew it. Heck, most of them had tried to pay him to do their homework. The halls were bustling with people, and Kyon slid by barely acknowledging any of them.

All young males find a particular person pretty, and it wasn't hard for him to be attracted to timid or powerful girls. It seemed that women on either end of the spectrum made him curious. All students had respective morning spots, and when Misaki Aokigahara was missing from hers he felt a certain curiosity build in his mind. 'Where is she this morning?' It didn't last very long due to his passing of Tsubaki Hayashi. "I'll be there." She was the opposite end of the spectrum, and it made him grimace. 'This vacation will certainly be interesting.'

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#2014-05-05 19:02:17, as written by SkyCladSaya06

"He managed to get away huh..." Aoi witnessed Yoru shift into a cat and slide out from beneath her. "Well, whatever. We can't find him now." She told the other Spirits, though she was also aware of how Siren cringed at Yoru's outburst just now. She walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Don't let him get to you. You are the ones keeping him in check after all." She slowly let go then turned to return to the theater.

Along the way, she passed by a cat scampering away from the scene. "Must be Yoru." She sighed and passed him by without paying much attention. Arriving at the theater, she made her way back to her usual spot: The VIP lounge. She dropped her head on the makeshift bed she set up there and lied down, thinking about the days events.

"Siren had a memory come back to her. So why can't I?" Aoi sighed in defeat. Hearing Siren mention something about her memories coming back made her a bit jealous, she admits to herself.

"It's alright. We'll inform you the next time you come to the meeting, if you ever do. Just kidding."

Misaki breathed in relief. She never knew Tsubaki could make jokes like that. She always thought of her as a person who means what she says and is usually frank, to the point of being rude. Having finished her meal, she brought out the old photo album she unearthed. The police let them keep it after failing to find any relatives to the people in the photo. They took the urn though.

She flipped through the pages, seeing landscapes of an old time, reminding her somewhat of the old Victorian era in England. Her eyes fixated again on the image of the girl she saw one night.

"She really does look like me..." Misaki thought as she stared at the face of the woman, whose beautiful visage survived the tests of time, preserving herself in the dry pages of a photo album. Misaki flipped through some more pages of impressive landscape shots. An ancient carnival, steam trains, old cities, a theater etc... Just then an idea struck her.

"Hey! Maybe I can bring this tomorrow and suggest that we do one on preserving photographs!" She exclaimed in excitement. "B-but, m-maybe t-they'll laugh at the idea..." She suddenly felt a bit nervous. It would be the first time she would be talking to others in a long while.

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#2014-05-07 08:06:03, as written by Guardian Aelita

Siren smiled at Alastrina.
"Thank you Sister... I'd like the company..."
Siren was grateful for the darkness to hide her slight blush. The Dark Spirit always had a bit of a crush on the Pink Spirit, but she dared not reveal her crush. She was almost certainly convinced that Alastrina may have feelings for the Spirit Dancer. The thought would always anger her a bit but she always kept her composure. For now, her thoughts were turned to getting to the port as soon as possible. Siren looked up at the night sky.
"The memory in question... It was a nice one. I was playing with a blonde haired girl. We both were young at the time of the memory. I'd like to say we were six..."
Siren smiled to herself. She always felt comfortable talking to Alastrina about her memories. She always felt a slight pride when regaining a memory of hers. She was approaching the port already and stood beside Alastrina.
"Has there been any disturbance yet?"

Amiya smiled at Tsubaki. She could tell that the stoic girl was happy.
'It must have been a prank. I want to be able to do that one day. I better have Tsubaki-chan teach me at some point.'
Ria raised an eyebrow.
"What's she doing here?"
Amiya looked over at her.
"Ria-chan, Tsubaki-chan is actually one of my group members. I think Kyon-kun is in my group too, and Misaki-chan and Eiko-chan and Takamori-kun and Kiyone-chan..."
Ria's eyes widened.
"Lucky! All I'm stuck with is the gossips that hang around class E-5. I swear, they never learn to shut up when it counts. Why do you get all the interesting people, huh?!"
Amiya's arms were raised up in surrender.
"I-It's not my fault! The teacher just picked us for a group, that's all!"
Ria smiled a bit.
"Amiya, I'm just messing with you. I just want to make sure they treat you right is all."
Ria cast a smiling glare at Tsubaki's direction as she said that. Amiya felt a nervous chuckle escape.
'Oh dear, Ria-chan's in trouble now...'

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#2014-05-08 00:49:03, as written by GrimBones66

The street lights flickered as Kiyone pushed herself up from the ground spitting out a mouthful of blood. She has just gotten a good punch to the face which broke the inside of her lip and made her nose bleed. Her opponents today were three guys from school, the captain of the soccer team and two of his buddies. This little fight all started earlier in school when Kyou was napping in a tree and the Captain was arguing with a nerdy girl underneath. He was going on about how she didn't finish his project in time and got a bad grade for it. Things escalated quickly so Kiyone took it upon herself to intervene and help the girl. He was just about to hit her when Kiyone jumped down from the tree landing on him and walked off with the young girl while he got up.

From the group both of the captains friends were carrying baseball bats but Kyou really didn't think much of it. " You guys are annoying you know that?" With that she swiftly kneed the guy to her right in the stomach, knocking the air out of him and causing him to fall over clutching his stomach in pain. Picking up his bat Kiyone didn't waste anytime striking the guy to her left with the bat behind his legs then in the stomach, he too stayed down groaning in pain. Now the only one who was left was the captain and right now he looked frightened, he panicked and grabbed the other bat charging at Kiyone with it as he swung. Kiyone blocked it with her bat but she hit so hard that the bat flew out of his hand. As the captain looked toward Kiyone after the shock of having the bat knocked out of his hands passed, all he saw was a red streak and that's when Kyou's knee connected with his face.

A couple of seconds after she stuck the landing Kiyone picked up her school bag, adjusted her headphones and began to walk home after hearing that 'Thud' that told her that the captain had gone down. When Kiyone was finally home she was greeted by her older sister Ryuko who sighed upon seeing her sister in this state. " Who was it this time?" Ryuko asked as she grabbed the small first aid kit that she always kept stocked because of Kiyone. " Some guys from school, I took care of them though, They won't be bothering me or anyone one else for that matter. " Pinching the bridge of her nose Kiyone made her way to the kitchen counter where she sat up on as Ryuko worked her magic stopping the bleeding and putting a bandage across her younger sister's nose and one on her bruised cheek. Ryuko only nodded at at her sisters answer and began to put everything away.

" Your food is on the table, I made your favorite Miso Soup and Fried Shrimp, Lucky you it's still hot." Kiyone looked over to where her sister said and saw her food sitting at the table all ready to eat. With a big smile and a peck on the cheek Kiyone hopped off the kitchen counter and sat down to ear. " Thanks Sis!" Ryuko sighed a slight smile creeping onto her lips as she turned to her room. " Yeah, Yeah just make sure you clean up after you eat." With that Ryuko had disappeared into her room while Kyou was left gobbling down her food.

After eating and a hot shower Kiyone felt her eyes grow heavy, it was 11 at night now and she was ready to sleep. Climbing into her bed wearing only a tank-top and and panties she quickly wrapped herself in her blankets but that's when she remembered that her phone had vibrated in her pocket when she was striking down those annoying guys. She stretched out her hand towards her night stand where her phone rested and flipped through her e-mails finding one from Tsubaki.

"Hey, it's me, Tsubaki. You feel like coming over tomorrow, after school? Let's discuss the subject of our thesis and see what information we gathered."

Placing her phone back Kiyone thought she would send her reply in the morning since she was falling asleep just reading the e-mail. With her room now dark except for the faint glow coming from the moon, Kiyone was out like a light.

Morning came and the blue-eyed girl was downstairs eating a toast with jelly while her sister got her lunch ready. When she was done eating her toast she slipped on her red leather finger-less gloves and grabbed her school bag where her sister placed her lunch in and headed out the door. Kyou pulled out her phone and looked at the bandages that covered the bridge of her nose and her cheek with the reflection of the screen and scowled a bit. " Little crap. " She mumbled remembering how the captain punched her in the face. Shaking the memory from her head she turned on her phone sending a reply to Tsubaki.

" Yeah, sure I'll come over Just tell me where. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧ " Kiyone pressed send and placed her hands behind her head as she walked, a yawn escaping her lips. Kiyone finally got to school and sneaked her way passed the crowed halls until she got to her class where she slipped into and sat at her seat in the back and quickly put her head down immediately falling asleep.

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