Snippet #1362360

"Hello, Sora. It has been a while, has it not?" Hime's voice chimed in a friendly manner, polite as always. He smiled kindly in return.
"Yeah, too long it seems." Despite the fact that he had suddenly dropped out of the Student Council, leaving her and Masamura to handle pretty much everything, she seemed to hold no resentment towards him. Then again, she didn't seem like the kind of person who would have feelings of bitterness for something so simplistic as quiting a school program. That was a nice quality for a person to have.

Xidao then approached then and handed everyone a box, a very intricately designed one of course, with a pin in it. While it was a very lovely pin, Sora didn't particularly care to wear something of the sort. But still, it would be rude to refuse to put it on. Yuki, on the other hand, put on the pin immediately, making it the perfect accent for her outfit. She smiled cheerfully and said kindly, "Thank you very much, Ogawa-san."

Suddenly Ogawa lead everyone to the ballroom. Yuki's jaw feel slightly in awe. This room was stunning; a huge chandelier hung from the ceiling, glimmering as glorious lights glinted off of it; the sound of violins echoed throughout the room as a small orchestra played in the corner, and of course a wonderous bounty of scrumptous looking food was being served by waiters in the serving area. Will Yuki was in awe, eyes darting from one thing to another, Sora looked completely unphased. He had seen it all before, and in his opinion, it wasn't all that great. While it was incredibly lavish and beautiful, to him it was just another way of flaunting money. And besides, the only thing this room brought to him were memories; not awe, not jealously, just memories.

Taking in a deep breath, he shoved his hands in his pockets and leaned back against the wall. Closing his eyes he allowed the gentle classical music to fill his ears. While it wasn't the music he normally listened to, it was still quite nice and he actually found himself liking it. It allowed a small feeling a peace and relaxion which eased his impatience slightly. Honestly he just wanted to get this over with so he could get out of here. Parties like these were never fun... That reminded him of something. What is this party for anyway?
His stunning eyes opened slowly as he stood up straight again. The blue-green orbs then darted in Hime's direction. "Hime-san, what exactly is this party for?"
She seemed to pause, almost in a nervous or uneasy way, as if looking words to say, when Akira appoarched and handed her the phone. She of course took the call, which was the perfect scapegoat. He sighed and leaned against the wall once more.