Japan

Aaron Barrder


Aaron twiddled his thumbs as he sat alone, the party had just started and he was already feeling uncomfortable. Then all of a sudden, he felt the couch he was occupied on shift a little, it made him shift his gaze sideways and noticed that a girl about his age was sitting right next to him. She was wearing a silky, smooth dress, which complemented her in so many ways, it brought out her eyes in an a deeply sense. When she introduced herself, he couldn't get anything out to say. Like the saying goes, cat caught his tongue and it was bad. He flicked the stray strands of his hair away from his face, and managed to let out a soft smile.

"I-I'm Aaron, nice t-to meet you." he stuttered at first, but after clearing his throat he was fine. Well, if fine was a tiny voice, he swore he sounded like a little girl with his childish voice. Inhaling a deep breathe, he decided that he should say something again. This might just be the only person who speaks to him tonight, and he wasn't going to scare her away with his awkwardness. If his school life thought him anything, it was that you should take every opportunity to make friends, even if that means breaking out of your shell. "So, Mary... Do you know who organized this party?" he tilted his head sideways as he questioned, he was genuinely curious about the matter. Who would invite the 'shy kid' to a party? On the other hand, he was attempting to make conversation with her, unlike many other times. He glanced back at her again, his thought immediately telling him that she looked gorgeous, she might be a stranger but she was different.

Mio Meruto

Mio had been anticipating this party for quite some time. It hadn't been too long since she was kicked out of hell by that jealous little brat, but she already found humans to be quite the entertainment. In fact, she could actually thank her for doing such a (horrid) thing. They weren't too hard to manipulate, especially since she was so cute, she thought to herself with a smirk. She guessed it only came naturally to her, as she ran her fingers through her hair casually. Her frilly, halter dress complemented her figure quite nicely, and it matched her equally pink hair.

Then that, Katara was his name, wasn't it?, blue-haired boy announced the party was about to start and Mio plastered her best, cutest smile on her face. This should be fun, She glanced over to her reflection in a nearby mirror. Just as cute as always. She complimented herself, wondering why she even bothered to look in the mirror when she was always just that gorgeous. Then people began to enter the room, and she glanced over them. She was definitely the cutest by far in her humble opinion, Mio thought to herself in satisfaction.

Ryusaki Mamato


"Good evening, sweet. Thank you for coming here. Ah, my name is Jiro Fukuda. Do you have one, too? A name." Ryusaki smiled as a boy came over to break her loneliness. She giggled as the boy Jiro spoke to her. "Yes of course I do I'm Ryusaki Mamato. Nice to meet you Jiro!" Ryusaki curtsied to follow the boys bow. He was really cute and Ryu took a liking to him already. He made her laugh and smile in 2 minutes. THe boy had skills. Ryusaki giggled a little at her weird thoughts and covered her mouth to make the giggle faded.

Katara Uchiha


Katara grinned as the girl strolled off. He chuckled," We have a shy one here now do we." Katara strolled over to her too and smiled. "Now don't be a party pooper. I don't even know your name." He grabbed her hand again and pulled her gently to a table. He pulled her out a chair and then sat down himself. "Now you don't have to talk but at least let me introduce myself. I even just enjoy looking into those beautiful eyes of yours." Katara smiled while he looked into the girls dazzling eyes. "I'm Katara. Nice to meet you." He grinned. 'Shes adorable. I love shy girls!' Katara felt amazingly happy.

Katara Uchiha


Katara smiled brightly. He already knew the girls name but he didn't want to sound like a creeper. He laughed as she babbled. Mitsy how interesting he thought. "Well Miss Mitsuki would you like a drink?" He wouldn't give her alcohol if she didn't want it but he would treat her to juice or a soft drink as humans called it. He put his hand under the table and made a sign. The maid from across the room nodded and stared under the table waiting for the next symbol. He had special language with his workers. He would make a special symbol with his hands. He would order the girl whatever she wanted. He stared into the girls dazzling eyes while he waited for her soft words to make music to his ears.

Jiro Fukuda

Jiro couldn't help but feel a little more cheerful at the sound of Ryusaki's giggle. It was such a lively, spirited sound... it made something in him feel like it was stirring, something that had been hidden away. It was almost a nostalgic feeling. For the briefest moment, a troubled look flickered across the demon's face. This passed in an instant, however, and his characteristic smile quickly returned. "Ryusaki is a very pretty name. Suits you, you know. But I can't help but think..." He pursed his lips as if thinking hard. "Ryu is a much cuter name, don't you think? Mind if I call you that? Ryu, Ryu, Ryu..." He said the name softly, as if getting a feel for it. "Yes, I like that! Ryu." Jiro grinned playfully. "Well, Ryu, would you like a drink? I'll treat you." He winked at her, and then beckoned for a maid to come over. "Pick your poison, sweet." He said to Ryu, his eyes a bright, clear blue. The rest of the party didn't even factor into his thoughts anymore- all he was thinking of was this girl, who he had called Ryu. Vaguely he wondered if all humans were this charming, sweet, attractive... but none of the others had struck her quite the same way Ryu had. There was something special about her, that was for sure. Jiro found himself oddly curious as to what this adorable girl would order.

Ryusaki Mamato


Ryusaki smiled as the boy called her by the nickname she adored. Ryu was her childhood name. She loved it so much. She still does. But people stopped calling her that because her sister was the person who named her Ryu. Ryusaki always smiled to her sisters voice. They didn't want the name to bring back memories of Mei Mei, Her sister. But truthfully it made her more happy and enlightened. She liked the boy at this party. He was sweet and funny, attractive, and just knew what to say. Like he planned it all out before coming up to her.

Ryu smiling big still swayed while she gazed at Jiro,"I love that nickname. Call me it all you want." Ryu giggled some more as she looked into his calm blue eyes. They made her daydream. They were calm and relaxing. Her gold eyes were more "bleh" to her. Like they meant nothing. No one in her whole life complimented her gold eyes. They were just there. She always watched her friend Misana get her green eyes stared at day by day. Ryu looked as the maid came over to order her drink.

Since she didn't drink alcohol she had limited options. She knew this one drink that combined some of her favorite juices so she decided to order it. "I would like a Cinderella if that's ok." Ryu spoke in a sweet happy tone. Ryu gave both Jiro and the maid a closed eye smile.

Mitsuki Nakamura

Suki looked at him and laughed, "no, I'm not thirsty, it's okay." She assured him, smiling, "So, can you tell me a little bit about yourself?" She asked, trying her best not to get lost in his eyes, or to try to reach out and touch his blue hair. She really like Katara's hair, it was like a darker shade of hers, so in a way, they were sort of like each other, they both had strange hair. But, they weren't the only ones, that girl who ran inside earlier had green hair. Mitsuki tried to forget about hair and thought of other things, like goats. But Katara's smooth, silky voice broke through her thoughts.

Jiro Fukuda


Ryu's smile made Jiro's heart do a happy little jump. This girl was simply impossibly cute! Her hair- he still couldn't get over that, that shade of green hair!- looked silky and soft and her golden eyes shined more brilliantly than the precious metal itself. It took a remarkable amount of effort to keep from brushing her hair gently behind her ear, just so he could feel it. No one had ever done this to him- looking at her made his heart race as if he had just run a great distance, but it wasn't uncomfortable at all. It was quite the welcome feeling! The sight of her seemed to jam his thoughts; while words usually came easily to him, he found that all he could think about when speaking to her was that golden light in her eyes, and that perfect smile. That much combined with the fact that she was actually speaking to him and she had smiled at him was beyond his wildest imagination. What was so special about Jiro Fukuda, anyways? He thought. He was a good-for-nothing demon, who sometimes got lucky with his words. That was all. He was nowhere near the beauty of this girl, Ryu.
"I'll have a sundowner, if you please." Jiro said politely, and the maid gave a tiny bow, then rushing off to get their drinks. "So, what's up, miss Ryu?" The blonde demon turned to her and grinned amiably. "Tell me about yourself." He shrugged. "I'm pretty boring, myself."