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located in Akita, a part of Akita's Seasons Return, one of the many universes on RPG.

Akita

Higashi-Naruse

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Character Portrait: Kazumi Orako Character Portrait: Iphianassa Lykaois Character Portrait: Mafuyu Hanazawa Character Portrait: Natsuo Orako
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Settling into class isn't so bad, not when he knows he can sit right by Iphianassa again, even if he's rather sure that she wishes he wouldn't. Still, he goes, dropping into his seat next to her along with his bag and skateboard on the floor once again. Leaning back in his seat, he turns a content smile towards her, even as she rolls her eyes and scoffs at him, words meant to probably pierce through him, but he doesn't find himself particularly hurt or offended by a single one of them. Learn to have tough skin, or whatever. He'd had it since he was a child after all.

"In order for me to be mad, I would need to care about what you have to say, but since most of the stuff that comes out of your mouth is either sarcasm or a flirtation, it’s hard to take you seriously," come those sharp words, and he feigns shock again, an overdramatic gasp leaving him at such a pitch that a couple people turn to look in their direction, only to realize it's just Mafuyu, and there wasn't actually anything interesting or wrong going on. Just his antics, as per usual, though most didn't mind them. It came with the popularity, he supposed, even if it confused him sometimes.

"Miss Phig, how could you? And here I thought we were friends!" A little joking, though he wished it were true, honestly. He knows better than to actually think the other woman thought of him that way, not at this point, and who knew in the future. He'd keep trying, but he wasn't one to force anyone to do or tell him anything just because he wanted to hear it.

Regardless, he gives up on trying to piss her off further, lets her tell him about the asshole that was Haru in however little or plentiful detail she desires. He knew he was being nosy, even if the implications only hit him after he'd asked, but still, he wasn't overly keen on seeing that bonfire of garbage harassing someone he, at least personally, looked to as a friend. Or any of his other classmates in general, really. He'd never taken kindly to people like that, flaunting their power and status, whatever else they wanted and treading over others. His mom had raised him that way after all, and after watching his father do so for twelve years of his life, he found himself only being reminded of the man when being in unfortunate proximity with them.

Lucky for them he had a clean record to uphold for his future career, or he'd be sure to make them regret their actions. Not that it could hold him back forever, at this rate. Even in such a small town, the college student-body was full of those who didn't belong near any other being, after all the harm and pain they'd caused.

He won't lie, he's a little surprised when she actually does come out and talk to him about it, giving up the details of a little history, and his brows furrow, twitch into something of a glare most certainly not meant for her, but he doesn't look over at the other man, doesn't want to give him the time of day when he thrived off of that attention. A stalker? Haru had seriously fallen that low? What the hell was wrong with him?

He talks of winning Iphianassa back, but he's too delusional to see that he's just terrifying her half to death? His gaze finally does shift back to the other for a moment, scowl burning into his features at the other who won't take his gaze off the brunette next to him. Seriously, what was wrong with that guy?

Bubbling rage settles for a moment, or is at least pushed to the background as she finishes speaking, and Mafuyu watches her careful, takes note of the body language, the way the wrings at her hands and how her expression turns to something exhausted, wary, uneasy. No doubt these things had taken a toll on her, but who wouldn't it take a toll on? Miyako had had a stalker herself a year or two ago, and thinking of that only draws out the evermore protective side of him, leaves him thinking of Miyako in that position again, but it's Iphianassa here now, and for far too long than she ever should have deserved.

Letting out a quiet breath, he leans forward slightly as if to block Iphianassa from that asshole's view, words tumbling around in his head as he tries to take more care in phrasing his offer, but all he can do is his best, leave it in the air for her if she'd like, even if the thought of her being alone walking through the town at night makes him...paranoid himself.

"You shouldn't have to walk alone at night like that, you know. Not when there's obviously...something wrong." A pause, he tries to catch her gaze, head tilting slightly, "If you want, I could meet you after your shifts. I know you probably don't think of me as...a friend, but at least you wouldn't be alone. I doubt he'd try anything if someone else was with you."

The offer is in the air now, and he gives a small smile, warm and genuine this time, "I won't force you or anything, but I thought it might make you feel better to have someone to walk you home at night."

Hopefully, he thinks, that doesn't piss her off.

Still, a snicker leaves him as he watches her look behind him, sees her hand move up with the middle finger extended towards exactly the person he was thinking of. Seriously, this guy didn't know how to fuck off even when it was spelled out for him, it was beyond obvious. Eventually, he hopes anyway, karma will catch up to him tenfold. The day that happens, Mafuyu hopes he's there to see.

The new siblings are here again soon after though, and his gaze stays on the two of them as they make their way up towards the desks too, approached by Daisuke who seems to already know Natsuo. It's a bit surprising, if Mafuyu is honest; Daisuke was socially-awkward, a little strange at times and most certainly didn't seem the type to mesh well with what he knew of Natsuo so far, someone who seemed to hold a heated air about him, that rarely smiled and spoke even less at this point, though he was sure that would change with time.

It's the awkwardness and second-hand embarrassment that comes from seeing the other male practically melt and fall apart at Kazumi's acknowledgement, taking in her appearance. Surely that was nothing but uncomfortable for her, wouldn't it be? Unless she liked that, but most of the girls he knew ran for the hills when that was a guy's initial reaction. Tact, man. Learn some please... Sighing slightly, he turns away from the odd scene, waiting until they actually find their seats and by then he's already said hello.

"It's nice to see you too! I'll be honest, I am looking forward to this class more then I was the last one." Comes Kazumi's voice, pleasant to the ears and he smiles, nods along with her, "that makes two of us, then. Isn't philosophy such a bore?" He laughs lightly, leaning forward and turning to the side so as to easier face the siblings.

Language arts is in motion soon enough though, the professor entering the classroom and gathering most, if not all attention to the lecture prepared, and at least this time Mafuyu manages to keep focus, take notes even with the distractions of his phone vibrating with a text that he was almost nervous to see who it was from. His mom? Sisters? Or his dad, somehow finding a new way to contact him again? Ignore, ignore, ignore, he had classes to study and pass for his degree, so that he could get his mom and sisters out of that house and somewhere nice, to let his mom work less than two or three jobs at once, just one.

Shifting around slightly in his seat, another hits his phone again, and finally he relents, pulling it just out of his pocket to see the lit up screen and, perhaps expected, an unknown number.

+ 8133-560-1254
XMafuyu, it's your father.
+ 8133-560-1254
XI'd like to meet up. Respond once you receive these messages.

And that's a fuck no from me, asshole. He wants to hiss it out loud, but all he does is toss his phone without a second glance onto his backpack on the floor, quiet hope that the man would stop trying to get his attention until he could get on his phone and block the number.

The rest of class goes smoothly enough, a full set of notes for once in his notebook, and quietly he wonders when exams will be starting up for these classes. They were already two weeks in by now, but usually professors were already scheduling dates for those sort of things, throwing them up into calendars to give him another day to dread. For now, however, the professor doesn't give any out, and the class ends somewhat peacefully as the last.

It's before he can even think or say a word that Iphianassa has suddenly taken hold of Natsuo, to Mafuyu's own surprise, though he certainly knows she would never take hold of his arm like that on purpose. Still, only an idiot wouldn't catch onto the reason for her sudden latching, and as he glances over to the pair now so readily exiting classroom fast past Haru, he laughs out loud over the entire thing. So uncharacteristic of her, but entertaining all the same, and at least he was rather confident she'd be safe with the new guy; or so he hoped. Vibes alone told him he wouldn't have to worry anyway.

It's just that he doesn't expect the hold on his own wrist next, blinking once as he looks back at the pink-haired girl who smiles all brightly at him already, and his brows quirk in confusion. "Say, can I ask you something very quick? This won't take long at all!"

Without any time to respond or think, she's already dragging him away, and Mafuyu isn't sure what to think. This sort of thing had happened in the past, though it was usually when he was dating someone and they wanted alone time with him somewhere. He highly doubted the new girl carried any of those intentions in doing so, but he still laughs along with it as they make their way out of the classroom, him just barely able to grab his things before they're out of reach.

The pace of the dragging slows considerably once they make it outside, but she's still leading him along like some sort of lost child, or so it feels that way. Eventually, she releases his wrist, and he finds himself standing with her somewhere quiet, away from the crowds of students and staff. What was such a secret little spot chosen out for now?

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you brought me here to have some sort of private date," he tries to joke through the awkward, confused sensation dredging up inside of him, but even he outwardly cringes at his own attempt for a joke, offers an apologetic smile as soon as it's out, "yeah, sorry, that was a shit one."

Pausing, he quirks his eyebrow again slightly, turning towards Kazumi and trying to settle into comfort once more, "ignore what I just said; what's up? Something you need to talk to me about here?"

"Sorry about that, I just wanted to ask you a question about Iphi's ex really quick. Was it the guy who kept looking at her throughout class and what's his name? I am just really curious and I'd figured you know that much about him. And if you're worried about Iphi being with my brother, I can assure you she's safe with him. Just this morning our younger sister was being harassed and Natsuo was ready to beat the crap out of the delinquents, but someone beat him to it. He really doesn't like guys who target girls. Anyway, I've jabbered on long enough. After you answer my question, you can be on your way and I'll go find Natsuo and Iphi."

Her words come out quick, and he almost finds himself falling behind as she talks, but rather than be annoyed with it, he's rather pleased. She seemed comfortable talking to him at least, hopefully didn't mind his presence or his personality of what she knew of it so far. He was a great listener too anyway, so she could talk all she wanted.

"Iphianassa's ex?" He echoes, head tilting slightly before he lets out a hum, wonders if it's even his place to tell someone else about any of the things he'd learned or knew at this point. Well, if it was basic knowledge, that wouldn't hurt anyone, right? Seems he had someone as nosy as himself on his hands, and silently he tries to remind himself not to gossip too much. "Yeah, that's Haru. I'd keep your distance from him if I were you. He's...bad news."

A light laugh, he waves off her second words, "I figured she'd be alright with your brother, he doesn't seem too bad. Pretty sure she could stand her ground if he weren't anyway. Not gonna shit-talk your brother right to your face though, that'd be stupid. He seems cool, maybe he can get her to relax a little."

His arms are crossed over his chest now, fingers tapping absentmindedly at his arm as she finishes speaking, "eh? I mean, I wouldn't mind tagging along with you to see them. Iphi..." He pauses, laughs awkwardly, looks away quickly, "I guess she probably doesn't think of me as a friend. I'll just make sure things are okay and then leave you all to your own thing."

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