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Ren walked to the door of their room, he could feel that he wasn’t very welcome in the room “Well it seems like we’re supposed to share room the rest of the year.” He had his back turned towards Tomona “Hopefully we’ll get along.” He turned his head towards Tomona and gave her a smile. “I’m going to the music club room; I have some things to do there before the day is gone.” He opened the door “Just knock on the door if you have anything you want to talk about… Bye bye.” And with those words said he vanished.
Ren was glad when he finally stood outside the door with the words music club. Even though he liked been looked at by all those girls, he wasn’t satisfied with the way they looked at him. He found the key he was given, by the previous music club “manager”, and opened the door. Ren stood still for a moment, and then he buried his hand in his pocket to get his cigarettes and a lighter. It was forbidden to smoke on the school grounds, but there wouldn’t arrive any teacher at this time in the music room. He lit the cigarette and looked at the grand piano placed in one of the corners of the room. The room was put into two sections. In one corner all the classic instruments like the piano, violin, viola and such and the other corner had the more usual band instruments; guitar, keyboard, bass and so on.
Ren walked over to one of the windows in the music room and opened it while forgetting to close the door behind him. ’Another start, another year… At least it seems like this year is going to be different.’ He walked to the piano and placed himself in the seat. ’I wonder if I can still play that song.’ He then opened the piano and began playing Kiss the Rain still with the cigarette in his mouth; the smoke coming from it waving towards the ceiling of the music room.
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Lola and akru came to the food court on campus he looked around the place was huge " wow, there's a lot of choices." he smiled "go ahead pick any one".
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He swung his arms up to toss his bags onto the bed, but almost immediately perceived that said bed was occupied and sharply jerked his hands downwards, causing the bags to miss their intended target crash onto the ground directly beside the bed. He sucked in a sharp breath at this sudden, loud noise. He quickly picked up his bags and placed them, gently this time, on the other bed, sitting down beside them. "Finally ... so this is what a boarding school dormitory looks like." He whispered softly to himself. He then busied himself with unpacking and putting away his things from his bags.
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"Are you from here Cyrus? This is my 2nd year here. Of course, I never thought I'd be put in a guy's dorm room. If my mom found out about this, she'd freek! Oh, I by the way, I can be a little too curious for my own good, so if I am being nosy for some reason, than tell me okay? Sorry, I tend to talk too much sometimes."
Again with the questions, Cyrus thought while he watched Taura, he moved the beautifully designed coat of his outfit to cover his white socks, as he felt cold. The boy knew right there that he would never like Taura, she seemed like the talkative type, and he had that type. They were like reporters, often asking questions, hoping to get answers and convert the truth into something false. Oh how he hated reporters.
The girl was right, she did talk allot, yet Cyrus was left unsure of how to answer the question that she asked. It was oblivious that he was new, he was pretty sure that there wasn't another Cyrus Kyrou lying around somewhere. "Well I-" he stopped himself, for what the boy was going to say was where he was from, and who his parents were, and if he did then Cyrus was sure bad things would happen. These bad things could be that he'd be mauled by girls, get higher expectations from everyone, and nearly everyone would be asking him about his parents. It was sometimes embarrassing for him to be related to famous people, and who knew saying, "my parents are Ayame Kyrou and Hayate Kyrou," could make such things happen.
Scratching behind his right ear as an itch came up he responded, “No I am not from here I live somewhere far from here." It was true he did live far from the local area, but most of the time he'd sleep at a hotel. Instantly to not have to answer her next question Cyrus took out a piece of paper which held his classes, "I'll take my kendo equipment to the room," Cyrus said as he got off the bed, carefully making sure not to have a mishap.
Cyrus lowers himself to the floor and retrieved a large, black, gym bag. He stepped toward his equipment but before he did that Cyrus turned to look at Taura, "do not tell anyone about this." His hand reached down into the bag and brought out a katana with a beautiful made sheath on it, and a well design guard. The vermilion haired boy soon got his equipment in the bag and opened the door, "I'll be heading out now," he said while stepping out the door and heading to the kendo room. If anything he would be able to find it quickly to avoid any embarrassment.
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Tomona thought about going to the Archery Club room, but she took a glance around the room. The room was devoid of much personality save for the music equipment in the corner. She wanted to remedy that. She had a few posters of her favorite animes, because, let's face it, she was a nerd. She put up her poster of Cowboy Bebop and Samurai Champloo and gave a satisfied sigh. Did she care what Ren would think when he came back? The answer was, not really. He has his obsessions, and I have mine. she thought with finality. She pulled a few photos of her pet dog, Oni, from her bag and put them on her bedside table. She pulled her bed-sheets, pillow, and comforter from another, larger bag. It was a simple comforter, made of down feathers and light blue in color.
After making her bed, she laid down. She thought about taking a nap, but didn't want to be lazy. Her stomach gave a sudden growl. Well, I guess it's time for lunch. she thought getting up from the bed. She pulled her shoes on and walked to the cafeteria hoping that they had served some chicken katsu today.
On her way she passed the music room. Seeing the door ajar, she popped her head in. She saw Ren playing a very beautiful song. "Umm," she said walking halfway in, "that's very pretty. I wanted to see if you wanted to grab some food from the cafeteria with me." she said a little bashfully. She wasn't really used to talking to guys, unless she was telling them how to hold a bow the correct way.
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"Ummm what are you doing here, may I ask?"
He raised an eyebrow at her. Perhaps it was he who was in the wrong? Wordlessly he grabbed his letter and rushed out of the room. Once outside he looked up at the huge dorm-number printed on the door frame. 2-E, it said. He looked at his letter and against the dormitory room-number column, it said 2-E, too. He held the letter up to the door frame. Both the markings on the frame and on his letter were of the same shape. He was in the right place.
Once he'd ascertained that, he went back into the room and looked at the girl for a good 10 seconds before he opened his mouth. "I'm .. in the right place. Are you?" he said, as he held out his letter to the girl so she could see for herself.
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"Wait a go dummy. Now he'll probably think your scum. Talk about a bad way to start off the year." she mumbled, feeling miserable.
She needed a distraction right now. Maybe walking around the campus would help. Taura wanted to see where all her classes were anyway. Decision made, she grabbed her purse and keys and left her room before locking it.
((Stupid writer's block.))
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He stood up suddenly and left the room all in a rush. He wandered the halls and corridors lost in thought, not knowing where he was going, he was lost in thought. He eventually stopped, and took stock of his surroundings. He was back in the place where he had met the other boy and had been given directions. He sat on the ground with his legs crossed and closed his eyes, staying that way for the better part of an hour. He then realized there was probably some clerical error which led to this mixup and that everything would be made clear the next day. He headed back to his room, carefully not meeting the eye of the girl. He sat nervously down on his bed and began unpacking again.
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Yet, his whole body shuddered; his body was soon overwhelmed by sadness it happened often when he entered something so familiar. Back at the estate he was taught Kendo by his best friend and butler. The man had gone missing four years and when Cyrus had found out about it he broke out in tears. It might have been the only time that he actually cried or expressed his emotions outward. It was a hard thing to make him express his emotions and a harder thing to make him cry, but the loss of his butler had been a severe impact, and that was what made him become a reserved human-being.
Shaking his head vigorously the boy broke his daze, there was no more time for him to feel sorry, what happened to his butler would be a mystery that would remain closed, and Cyrus would keep it that way. Standing up, as he had noticed to be sitting on the floor the vermilion haired boy walked toward a door that read locker room, good I'm on the right track, he thought while walking down a long row of blue lockers with names on them. As the boy found the K's he took out a key from his pocket and shot it in the lock. With a quick twist the boy opened the locker unleashing the horrible odors of last year. It made him gag, but luckily he brought an air freshener which made everything better. Carefully putting the bag in the locker Cyrus stepped back and looked at it all before deciding to leave.
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This was when a hand was thrust into his field of vision. Looking up he saw the girl holding her hand out to him. "Well I'm going to go look around this place more want to come? I'll be fun." He took her hand because he was scared that she would think him rude if he refused, because she had already assumed that he was angry with her and he didn't want her to think he was that kind of person. He made a few feeble protests about how he still had to unpack his stuff and go see the 'managers' of some clubs but those were lost as he allowed himself to be dragged off by her. He hoped she wasn't normally this boisterous.
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I am probably the last person he wants to see, Taura thought, losing her smile for an instant.
Turning around, she left and decided to get something to eat.
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Yashie opened his eyes wide, and made as if to stop her and ask her if something was wrong but then she suddenly fell to the ground and began laughing. He quickly looked around the room for some help, quite convinced the girl was having a fit but then he saw she was just acting weird for whatever reason, unknown to him. He extended his hand chivalrously to assist her to her feet just as he heard her say, "You can pick the next room if you want .". He pulled the letter of admission from the back of his pocket, searching it for any manner of map or such directions but coming up clean, he pointed to the list of classes he had chosen which was printed on his time-table. "Erm ... I should go and meet the ... ah, manager of the music club ... so .. .erm, if you could show me it .. of course, if it's not too much trouble, and if you know the way .... please?" He hesitated, eying the girl as if to gauge her reaction.
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Chivalrously he picked her up carefully, a small part of his mind noting that it was the second time this had happened, and that within the space of ten meager minutes. He sighed and leaned down to brush her knees off. "You don't have to cry ... that person has left, I don't think he is angry at you." Yashie said in a voice which he hoped was a comforting one.
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