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Tsukiko Kitogawa

"Oh me? Yeah, I model. How'd you know? Are you a fan? Arigato~"

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a character in “No-Go AA+”, as played by BelleTheAngel

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"I am a hopeless, shameless flirt."




ImageFull Name:
Tsukiko Kitogawa

Face Claim:
Mika Jougasaki and Isuke Inukai

Gεη∂εя:
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Age:
16 (February 29th)

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Nationality:
Japanese / Korean

Grade:
Junior

нειgнт:
5'7''

ωειgнт:
108

Hair:
Pink (Dyed)

Eyes:
Golden brown



"Some women flirt more with what they say, and some with what they do."





ImageGood traits:
Assertive / Determined / Humorous / Immaculate / Playful / Sexy / Tactful

Bad traits:
Dishonest / Flirtatious / Impulsive / Jealous / Stubborn / Sneaky / Vengeful

Nature:
Tsukiko is a bombshell of variety. She's hyper and quirky one minute, then she's flirty and sexy the next. Tsukiko has a million Imageother sides to her personality and enjoys breaking the rules. Her personality changes with her mood and surroundings, so she can be described as a very fickle young woman. At a party, Tsukiko is confident, dancing, drinking and very lively. At school she is friendly, casual, but definitely flirtatious. She's the one who always believes that the rules just never apply to her. She loves doing exactly what she's told she can't, even if it gets her in a bit of trouble. If you ever tell her that she can't or Image won't do something, she'll prove you wrong every time. At home or on her own time, her personality is much calmer, but once an attractive guy shows up, cue the sex appeal. Tsukiko acts this way because it is how her mother raised her to be. She was raised to flaunt her looks and to also express herself however she wished. She is a very smart girl, and doesn't hide it. She feels her intelligence makes her that much more appealing, and embraces all aspects of herself. She is very confident in her appearance and Image typically won't get embarrassed when wearing revealing clothes, or none at all. She is a reliable and responsible girl, unless she finds someone to flirt with, then she has been known to cop out of her obligations.

Quirks: ● It's gotten her into trouble numerous times at school, but Tsukiko sees a dirty or sexual reference in practically everything.

● Tsukiko flirts with just about every member of the opposite gender, even Imageif she already is in a relationship.

● Always treats members of the same sex with contempt

● When she isn't socializing, she is constantly chewing [url]Hubba Bubba Max Strawberry Watermelon chewing gum[/url]


Likes:

Going on dates
Being a social person, Tsukiko loves going on dates, whether she likes the guy she's going with or not. She often schedules dates just to keep herself Imagebusy, not enjoying her boring home life very much. She never has paid for a date, nor does she intend to. She is a very popular model and uses her status as a means of getting whatever she desires.

Flirting
It's fun to flirt, isn't it? Tsukiko especially loves flirting. She will flirt with just about any cute guy, regardless of his age or whether he has a girlfriend or if she has a boyfriend. She is a natural at flirting, sometimes not even realizing she's Imagedoing it. It's her favorite hobby, and she is quite skilled in the art.

Sex
She isn't afraid to admit it, she's had it before. She has only slept with one guy, but she is a very sexual person. She likes it, and she doesn't see anything wrong with a woman being comfortable with their sexuality in this time period. She firmly detests double standards and constantly challenges them. She is comfortable with her body, and isn't ashamed of showing it.

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Dislikes:

Girls

Girls pose a threat to her system. She cannot be spoiled by any guy she wants if he is faithful to someone else. She sees all girls as her enemy and only is seen speaking to social outcast females. All of her female friends have some sort of trait that defines them as unattractive to the common male eye. Any girl she deems attractive receives harsh treatment and she treats Imagethem with contempt.

Rules

Whether it is curfew, or the legal age of consent, Tsukiko doesn't like rules dictating what she can or cannot do. She doesn't care if a boy is fifteen, she will flirt with him, but she would also flirt with a thirty year old guy if he was hot. She doesn't like being told what to do, or what she 'should' do, it enrages her and she will almost definitely rebel.

Double Standards

As stated earlier, Tsukiko hates double standards. She believes in equality, but that doesn't mean she doesn't abuse the perks that some double standards create, like paying for dates. Whether it is nudity, promiscuity, walking alone at night, or even school rules, Tsukiko does not tolerate someone restricting her human rights because she was born female.

Strengths:


~ Flirting ~ Tsukiko has spent a lot of time doing it, especially to work her way up the ranks as a model, and now as a solo artist. She hasn't been turned down by a guy since her fame began, so she can be a bit cocky at times. She knows she is cute and she isn't shy about acting a bit flirty.

~ Modeling ~ She has been a model for a few years and needless to say, she loves it. She has a knack for posing the way a photographer wants and she's is somewhat conceited. She is definitely a narcissist, often checking herself out whenever she believes that no one else is paying attention to her, and sometimes aloud if she's feeling extraordinarily confident.

~ Singing ~
This is new territory for her, seeing as she's only made one album. This is her first, and she took a while to release it, doing her best to reach perfection. She was nervous that no one would buy the album because she'd never sung to a live audience until the past few months, but she's well on her way to becoming a world renown pop idol.

Weaknesses:


She is afraid of being rejected

It hasn't happened yet, but plenty of people have told her it's bound to happen sometime. This is her greatest fear, seeing as she prides herself in her appearance and sexy behavior. She is constantly doing her best to appeal to the opposite sex, doing everything in her power to avoid being turned down.

She doesn't have any female friends

Tsukiko has estranged herself from other girls. This rooted from the fact that she was often bullied or ostracized by her female classmates at other schools, mostly due to her growing fame as a model and the release of her first single.

She is afraid of drowning

No one knows this, but she is terrified of drowning. She doesn't know how to swim, so she avoids deep water at all costs, never going deep enough to where she cannot touch the ground.




"I'm not flirting, I'm just being extra nice to someone extra attractive. ;)"




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Family:
From left to right; Seto Kogami (Father), Sakurei Kogami (Mother), Ryuu Yuuka (Maternal Grandfather)

Hιsтσяү:
Tsukiko was born to a middle-class Korean family, yet her Father was friends with all of the right people. She spent most of her childhood participating in beauty pageants, and Imagefinally, with some patience and a ton of effort, she was signed to a modeling agency. She isn't certain when it happened, but she formed somewhat of an obsession about being seen as attractive during her time preforming in Korea. Tsukiko was determined to win hot guys over, regardless of what she had to do to achieve that goal.

Then it happened, a boy she was crushing on in junior high finally got a girlfriend. No one in her school knew, but one time Tsukiko saw the two of them together. It crushed her, breaking her heart into a million pieces, and she decided to lash out. She began flirting Imagewith numerous boys, hoping to make her crush jealous, but to no effect. Eventually, she realized she rather enjoyed flirting and continued because she liked it, but also because she strived for attention from the boy of her past.

For a time, she forgot her infatuation. Shortly before her crush switched schools, Tsukiko finally landed a serious boyfriend. She made it public, because he made her forget all of her insecurities. Everything was perfect until her boyfriend was forced to transfer schools because of her fans harassing his family. She began flirting and spending times with random guys to keep her mind off of it, but she still missed Makoto. Though a year ago a horrible accident happened while she was preforming in a new town. A drunk driver hit Makoto's bike, and he died on the operating table. She didn't even find out until the next day, but he had planned to attend her concert to meet her again.

To this day she holds herself responsible for the accident. He was her first and only sexual partner, and it's been almost three years since his death. She stayed loyal for an entire year, but she couldn't take keeping her life on standstill, because it was destroying her and her life was passing her by each day. She knew that she wasn't truly living, but simply existing.

Now she is a Junior in high school, but has no intention of trying to become anyone's girlfriend anymore. She doesn't see anything wrong with polygamous relationships, after all, it's just high school. Tsukiko is willing to do anything she can to get attention from boys. She has an ulterior motive; She loves going out. Casually dating a few guys would allow her to have more fun and do more social activities without going alone like going skating, out to dinner, or seeing a movie.





Stats: 17
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Intellect:3+1= 4

Athleticism:4+2= 6

Charm:7+3= 10

Popularity:21+8= 29

Notoriety:0+4= 4






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Thought Color = Goldenrod
Speech Color = MediumvioletRed






Disclaimer: At least half of the Relationship sheet below belongs to Shiranui. KazeNoKitsune changed the name font, and many character images, but did not design this code.






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"One of the very few to recognize me from my music and modeling career~! At least someone has good taste in music!"






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"Of course. I know myself quite well. While I adore who I am, I also hate that person at times too, but how is any of that your business? I am what I am and I accept that."




So begins...

Tsukiko Kitogawa's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tsukiko Kitogawa Character Portrait: Gen Fukui Character Portrait: Kazuki Miyamoto Character Portrait: Sora Harigae Character Portrait: Tadashi Kiomine
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"I hear that a lot. You are asking me to keep my thoughts to myself? I guess you are not interested in me." <Interest in him?> It was then that Tadashi realized just how difficult Sora could be to talk to. The memories were all flooding back to him, he was a bully yes. But not deliberate and entirely malicious like Kazuki was. He just had no filter from his mind to his mouth, something actually admirable in a certain light. Tadashi sighed about to comment but was beaten to the punch.

"We appreciate your interest but as Tadashi said, that is not the case. As you may know, we were friends and we still are. We're just happy to be reunited and walking to school together is quite the trip down memory lane~"

Gen's comment was as elegant as ever, but he couldn't help but feel that they both had taken a misstep in an attempt to correct Sora while giving a tiny white lie. <I will need to clarify why I said that with her after this.> . He nodded to Gen with a smile, however his neck twinged with Sora's next comment. "Alright. I would have congratulated you on making use of your transformation." "Well, thank you- Harigae-san." This was one of the few instances where Tadashi didn't really know what to say. He just let the conversation drift towards sex and about the girl being on top. Japanese culture about sex was somewhat strange, it was regarded as somewhat taboo to talk about openly regardless of the age of consent laws in this country. What he was somewhat surprised about was a junior student talking about it from a matter-of-fact perspective. In true fashion to himself, Tadashi didn't miss a single cue from Tsukiko now having more of a better idea of what kind of a person she was given only their second meeting.

With Tsukiko and Sora departing, Tadashi gave them a proper goodbye then let out a sigh feeling as if 10 giant spotlights had just shut off of them both. He looked to Gen and acknowledged that they shouldn't be late for class. "Yes, let's get going." They both walked towards the gym building, in his mind Tadashi was counting how many students were watching them. He was processing all sorts of information regarding their surroundings all without even turning his head. It was quite remarkable what his mind was capable of. When Gen tried to speak, he paused and looked down towards her (Gen) rather curious. His eyes shifted to more purple as he waited. The look on her face, it appeared that something was bothering his dear friend (Gen) but she was having difficulty with it. In an attempt to break the ice, he would interject. "About what I said, Gen-chan. My first thought was, if I told Sora that we had both come from my house. I feared that would have started a terrible rumor, and with you being the president of Inryoku I didn't want to risk tarnishing your reputation. I apologize if it seemed like I was denying you in public, I never would have if I knew for sure there would be no consequences. Ok?" Tadashi would smile down at Gen then give her a hug. "See you in class."

Hurrying to the locker room, Tadashi changed as quickly as possible. It did happen that he caught a reflection of himself in the mirror and walked over to it standing shirtless in his shorts and athletic shoes. Town on his left inner forearm, he squeezed his hand into a tight fist looking at the many many self harm scars he had inflicted on himself. It was from people like Sora and many others at this school, along with several other things. He had started doing it as a way to keep himself from crying, when he did the bullies would call him weak. So he made a vow to have no one ever see him cry again and that's where the scars began. Looking over his body, he took a deep breath reflecting on how far he had come. Of course there were imperfections. He came to grip with that a while ago, even with 'this' body he wouldn't be perfect..... And that was ok. His eyes evened out finally to their red/purple as he put on his shirt then closed his locker to head into the gymnasium. For a moment, he would look for Arietta but to no avail. He stepped forward with confidence awaiting for the rest of the day to unfold. He couldn't help but notice other students watching him again, his small smile grew more as he knew. The rumor of 'fat Tadashi Kiomine was back and better than ever'. This was why he was here, but it wasn't for them. It was for him. Tadashi would seek out Sora to talk to, he wanted to make his first victory over his past. Which included directly facing his former bullies.
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Character Portrait: Tsukiko Kitogawa Character Portrait: Aeon Shirokami Character Portrait: Yuuki Fujioka Character Portrait: Sora Harigae
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  1. Edited to add popularity point for 'She was very pretty.'

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"I am. It is of no concern. This is simply an insurance imposed."

That answer only brought on more questions, but Yuuki left it at that. She was a secretive person herself, so prying felt a little hypocritical at best. She wasn't going to ask for information. Just confirmation that he was alright was enough for her to proceed as usual. If he wasn't okay, he wouldn't say so anyway, at least that's the type of person she assumed her senior was after their handful of meetings. Though she still didn't know him well enough to be confident in that assumption. Either way, she simply nodded her head, "I trust your judgement. Try not to push yourself too hard though, Belrose Senpai. If you need anything I'll do my best to lend a hand. It's the least I can do." Yuuki responded in a collected tone. Now that she was certain the injury was nothing too serious, conversing with her senior was no different than usual, well other than the teensy little fact that he had caught her practicing language again and that she was a little more hospitable. That was a little embarrassing, but Yuuki managed to keep that under wraps. If he didn't bring it up, there was no reason to worry about it after all. She also made no comment when he was called to the office. It was a natural occurrence that students be called there. How else would school staff inform them of important changes or notices? Besides, Yuuki had no idea who the other person called to the office with him was. It was of no interest to her either. She wasn't here to socialize after all, even if her new role as class president would force her to do so. She signed up of course, knowing she needed the position, but never in a million years did she actually expect to be chosen. Was she being mocked? It wouldn't be the first time... even so, she had to take this seriously, if only for her own personal gain.

His formal manner of bowing his head, it assured Yuuki that they really did have some things in common despite . It seemed most of the students in this school were casual, yet Aeon remained just as formal as she was, if not more. As she was paired with a male senior, this behavior was ideal. A senior like Sora would have pushed her to her breaking point. She couldn't handle that much PDA... Aeon was a safe zone really, she was extremely confident that such behavior was not going to come from her senior and it was that fact that made it easy for her to relax around him. He made it easy for her to keep her composed face, the 'robotic' expressions and mannerisms that many whispered about behind her back... However every time she attempted to return to that persona around Sora he managed to find a way to melt the wall of ice she encased herself in. No matter what approach she took, it didn't seem to work. He was very distracting, always fogging up her brain unnecessarily. He was intelligent and attractive, that she could have handled, but with his knack for ignoring personal boundaries it was difficult for her to give him the cold shoulder. He was a formidable force. Tch... He saved me, that's why I can't help feeling like this... Yuuki reasoned. She had felt something similar when Aeon unwittingly caused the crowd to part ways during the day the club booths were on display.... he prevented her from being stampeded.... yet it wasn't as dangerous as what she felt for the blue haired senior... Perhaps because Aeon had never held her hand or nearly kissed her? That is probably it. It's just nerves... It has nothing to do with feelings... that's what she told herself, but even she wasn't entirely convinced. However she kept selling that idea to herself in hopes that she would eventually fall for it.

"I would like to inquire if you have acclimated to your academics here in Airdalen Academy."

Immediately she felt herself relax realizing that he was only checking up on her. Though as far as academics were involved, classes had not officially began. She couldn't really answer that question, but in a way she could, "I have been going over suggested reading material, but nothing concrete as classes have been mostly social so far." She responded in a calm tone. Classes would begin eventually, she knew that. She just had to accept that the rich weren't in a huge rush to dive into academics as they could afford not to. She had to adjust to this school's pace whether she liked it or not. I guess no one has informed him yet... perhaps he doesn't have to know. I'm sure that girl won't tell. She wouldn't want me to show Belrose-Senpai that she and the others had started it... Yuuki thought over her course of action carefully. Not telling him seemed the most ideal course of action, that is, unless someone else told him instead. If Aeon was going to find out anyway she wanted to be the one to tell him... It was the responsible thing to do, but it would also shine a bad light upon her for not being able to handle and diffuse the situation. She decided to not tell him. It was over after all. No one had been severely hurt, it was a pointless and uneventful skirmish. Speaking of, she had to repay Rocco for saving her. If he had not intervened she would have been struck, likely in the back of the head. Why are so many people coming to my rescue...? First Harigae-Senpai... now Murray-San... she didn't understand their motive. How did protecting her benefit them? What made it worth doing? Weren't they afraid of getting detention?

"There is also the matter about kyūdō. I would like to know if everything is fine. If you have any concerns, inform me and I would do what is needed as the President and your Senior."

A shiver ran down her spine. It was as if he were psychic, but Yuuki reminded herself that he was simply the type of person who covered all of his bases. Biting the inside of her cheek as she looked up at her senior. She noticed his hair was different. Though she wasn't sure how at first as she wasn't constantly fawning over him like a vast majority of Airdalen girls. Though she had to admit she felt he looked far better with his hair free flowing. It was beautiful, far more appealing than her own violet locks of hair... It did make her feel a little inadequate, but there would be plenty of time to adopt a better appearance when her father was no longer ill. For now she wasn't looking to impress anyone. Besides, her own hair wasn't strawlike, it just wasn't nearly as touchable nor did it fall so perfectly. It was choppy and a little unkempt, but it was surprisingly soft, at least that's what her father often told her, "It... seems like it will be a very fulfilling and challenging activity." Yuuki responded carefully, avoiding flat out lying to him. Still, she felt guilty. She was lying to him by omission no matter how she looked at it. She wasn't telling him the entire truth. Though before he could say anything else her eyes landed on Sora who had entered sometime during their conversation. He had arrived with a pink haired female student. She was very pretty, womanly. Well, at least he's found a new pastime. She thought to herself trying to ignore the knot forming in her chest. Her golden eyes returned to Aeon, "My questions will probably have to wait until our next club meeting, they would be best answered then I suppose." She informed him. Though she didn't cut the conversation short. Aside from Sora, Aeon was the only person she knew well enough to converse with naturally. Besides, she didn't see his usual companion anywhere. Keeping him company wasn't very taxing, and it kept her mind off of Sora and his rosy haired companion. Though now she thought about it... where was Argyris-Senpai? Was she the person taken in the ambulance that drove by the school? It would have definitely explained Aeon's rush during their club activities... she didn't ask though.. he seemed to be going through enough. She found it very endearing that he cared about someone enough to risk his own wellbeing. She had no idea how he was injured, but she assumed he got hurt rushing to Cassiopeia. A car perhaps? Maybe he fell down some stairs? It was anyone's guess. Yuuki wiped her left eye, her face feeling a bit naked without her glasses. Normally she would adjust them, a nervous habit of hers, but without them she was left with nothing to fiddle with.

Charm: +1 to Aeon
Popularity: +1 to Aeon, Tsukiko

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Character Portrait: Tsukiko Kitogawa Character Portrait: Rhys Browning Character Portrait: Sora Harigae Character Portrait: Mao Nozomi
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The new fact Sora accumulated that the Kitogawas were first cousins didn't bring about any change in his flat expression. He was acquainted with both the Kitogawa girls so there was reason for him to be interested but family was a topic far from his heart. Blood didn't equate to nurturing relationships. Although normal society would expect it, Sora grew up under very different conditions. His family were held in the same regard as other people and there was nothing special or exclusive but a sharing of surname and blood. Sora carefully held Tsukiko's phone that she provided him, his forefinger and thumb moving apart to zoom in on the photo displayed on the lit up screen. Two girls, almost identical filled the screen to the edges and he would analyze them and compare to the girls he knew.

"Hai. I had black hair, but my manager said pink would make me memorable. We were so little then, huh?."

Sora closed his eyes in thought but his mouth would open in exchange. "Hai. Pink does stand out but your manager sounds controlling if he or she gets to decide the exact color." Sora didn't like the sound of being told to dye his hair or bossed to do anything that he didn't want. They'd have to forcibly hold him down and drown out his screaming before he would allow his identity to change to someone else's liking. Sora liked the way he looked, he was comfortable and confident in it. Daresay his self esteem was based on appearance over his grades. "Manager?" he looked at Tsukiko with the head tilt of a confused child. It might have been a slip of the tongue but Sora picked up on it. Peers undoubtedly of high status filled up the student registry but he'd only heard of butlers, maids, bodyguards, drivers and the rest. It was most unusual. While he could press on with questions to guess what the manager was for, Sora wanted to let her explain first. He returned the phone with the comment, "In this photo you could be mistaken as twins but you've grown differently.. different body types. At this point in time, you two are nothing alike." His words were emotionless and blunt like he was delivering a fact unconnected to him. He'd scan his eyes over Tsukiko and nod in approval of his own observation. If he was asked which Kitogawa he liked better, he'd have chosen Tsukiko for their ability to get along swimmingly but if he was asked which he related to most he would choose Shiori for her academic standing, awkwardness with peers and their shared student presidency positions.

"Is blue your natural color, Senpai? It does suit you."

Sora's eyes turned to Tsukiko once more. "Thank you. Yes it is natural. I like it a lot too." He gazed at the sky in awe of its wonder. The color blue was symbolic to him and stirred emotion when nothing else would, his eyes glimmering under the sunlight for a moment. "If my hair was not blue I would have dyed it so." he thought aloud. He was definitely pleased that his genes inherited the blue side of the family. He might have an existential crisis if things turned out differently caring about his looks more than the average boy. His blueness down to his name held a deep meaning to him and his identity, the core of his goals to travel and be free to dream. It was outlandish to think a boy of Sora's logic and lack of depth wanted to be a dreamer but that side of him was like a hidden childish spirit.

"Hey, do you know that tall guy that was with Shi-chan?"

Sora moved his gaze to where Tsukiko's hand lead him, settling on a familiar tall peer. "Browning-san? The swim club president? I do." Tsukiko was clever in asking the blue-haired loudmouth because all she had to do was mention a name and his thoughts would unravel without prodding. "He was present when I was in the nurse's office. Now that you mention it, when I regained consciousness he left with her and said they would be back later. They didn't return." He recalled aloud, uncaring about anyone listening in or being caught in the act of gossiping. That was the least of his concerns. "He reminds me of my ex. Tall and manly." he said without hesitation. Sora might be the most bold bisexual in Airdalen! He admitted to having a male ex like it was easy peasy japanesey. Because of his ease in taking part in gossip, he had bullied Tadashi unknowingly. All students had to do was ask him what he thought of Tadashi and the crude comments sprouted out of his lips like fireworks. It was a no brainer why people did not like Sora. His honesty was a double edged blade.

"Teacher is no where in sight in there. We made it on time at least, even if only by a technicality..."

Sora entered the gymnasium paying no mind to Tsukiko holding the door open. Chivalrous gentlemen would be outraged by Sora but Sora was raised by babysitters and maids all of the female variety. He was used to being treated by women with chivalry than the other way around. "I should get changed quickly before he comes." he expressed urgency but stopped in his tracks, his hand extending out to stroke Tsukiko's lively pink ponytail while they faced each other. Strands of her hair curled around his fingers as he analyzed her look. As usual, Sora was getting close without permission and acting on what he wants or feels like doing. "Are you keeping the ponytail for P.E? You look beautiful with your hair pulled back. We get a better look at your face." he complimented before pulling away his hand because he still had to get ready for class, an important item on his agenda. Sora said nothing else before leaving, making long strides to the male locker room like a mysterious admirer fleeing from the scene but with confidence.

It was in the middle of changing that an unexpected person [Mao] entered the locker room, his uniform shirt completely off that his chest was bare with the bruises he reluctantly showcased and his pants unbuttoned and unzipped to reveal a small preview of his undergarment. As soon as he identified the presence as female he stopped what he was doing and brought it into question. "What are you doing here?" He was more curious than angry, not reserved sexually. Sora advanced towards the dark-complexioned girl who was an inch taller than him like it was nothing even though he was barely dressed. Her arrival was intriguing and he didn't recognize who she was. He felt compelled to put two and two together. "Are you a pervert?" He asked the most common assumption to be made when the opposite gender entered a locker room, leaning close to her face to observe the answer. He didn't possess the ability to read the truth and lies in one's eyes but it didn't stop him from staring. "As senior class president, you should leave immediately." He said in an authoritative tone as a representation of the values of the school but his tone changed in an instant. "As I am, you could help me get undressed." He boldly suggested like he was interested in participating in lewd activity before class. While he might be, what he really meant was changing is difficult when injured. His eyes were fixated on the female stranger [Mao] waiting for her assistance or disapproval.

+1 Popularity [Tsukiko]
+1 Popularity [Rhys]

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"Hai. Pink does stand out but your manager sounds controlling if he or she gets to decide the exact color."

Tsukiko blinked several times at his answer, having never given it much thought. She was never married to having black hair to begin with, but she never considered another color than pink after her manager suggested it, "I suppose it's a little strange... but Miyuki-sama is kind of like my older brother. I'm curious...What color would you suggest, Senpai?" She asked Sora for his opinion, mostly because she really didn't have one of her own. She changed her hair to pink because she was told it would suit her and attract more attention. She never once considered another option, but now it was very interesting. Perhaps she could try another color temporarily to switch things up? She assumed

"Manager?"

As her slip-up was repeated back to her, Tsukiko nearly missed a step. It seemed he really didn't miss anything. She mentioned him so freely around Sora. He was so straightforward that she forgot to censor her own words when she was with him, "Hai. I live with my manager, Miyuki-sama, at the time being. My family is still back in Korea... They didn't want to come with me..." Tsukiko sighed, obviously missing her parents, but there was more to it than that. The Kitogawa family as a whole....it was extremely complicated. Nothing was ever simple among them.

"In this photo you could be mistaken as twins but you've grown differently.. different body types. At this point in time, you two are nothing alike."

His observation brought a sad smile to her lips, "We used to be very proud of that, we always pretended we were sisters instead of cousins... I suppose it's only fitting we look nothing alike now, our experiences since then have been so different. I can't even connect with her anymore. It's like we're strangers now..." She revealed with a sigh. It was nice to be able to talk about Shiori. She had no one else to talk to about it. It was wrong to dump all of this on Sora, she knew that... but he didn't seem bored with the topic? She assumed he would tell her if she was annoying him. It was just...it felt nice being honest about how she felt.

"Browning-san? The swim club president? I do. He was present when I was in the nurse's office. Now that you mention it, when I regained consciousness he left with her and said they would be back later. They didn't return. He reminds me of my ex. Tall and manly."

Listening in to what Sora had to say, she became almost more interested in the fact that he had been with a guy, "You've dated guys too?" She asked curiously, thinking back to Rhys. He was very attractive... She couldn't really blame Sora if his ex was anything like that as far as appearance went, "If he looked anything like that... You have good taste." She complimented him with a warm smile. She really didn't think it was any of her business what someone else's sexuality was. She had kissed girls before, primarily for publicity given the fact that she absolutely loathed being in the company of nearly every other girl on the planet. Though she was beginning to really suspect there was more between this 'Tall and manly' Browning, Rhys and Shiori than her timid cousin was letting on. She was a bit distracted, almost missing Sora's departure for the boy's locker room, that is until she felt his hand in her hair. Her golden eyes widened a bit in surprise, the touch bringing her back to reality. She did not withdraw from him. In fact, her energetic expression softened, becoming more relaxed as he caressed her hair. It was a weakness of hers. She really enjoyed others touching her hair.

"Are you keeping the ponytail for P.E? You look beautiful with your hair pulled back. We get a better look at your face."

A pale blush snuck onto her cheeks before she could stop it, "Since you were so nice about it... I'll keep it up just for you." She replied lightheartedly. She didn't mind if he took her more seriously than she meant it, but she was just being playful. His compliment did add to her ego, making the already energetic girl feel even more energized that morning. For the moment, Tsukiko felt as though she could take on the world. Well-placed compliments to her appearance often had that effect on her, "Does this mean I have to go easy on you now, Senpai...?" She asked herself as he left. After parting ways with Sora, Tsukiko didn't waste any time. Changing and listening to the teacher explaining the game, Tsukiko went up to an ivory haired boy (Akira) and quietly withdrew a note from his box for the Kris Kringle event. As she walked away she unfolded the piece of paper to gaze upon the name, recognizing it immediately. Hm, at least I know what he's into.. She thought to herself having drawn Tadashi's name. Thankfully he introduced himself to her during their club time and he even revealed he was going to be in band with her. Now all she had to do was ask him about his favorite instruments...perhaps the specific type.. and she'd be all set. This was definitely one of the moments she was glad to have very generous fans. Her growing wealth would be very useful as it would give her plenty of options to choose from without worrying about pesky price tags. She didn't even put into consideration that he might not appreciate an expensive gift from a girl he was not very familiar with, Tsukiko sort of did her own thing. Considering the feelings of others required her to actually take a moment to think about her actions and that very rarely occurred. It was almost certain she was getting him his dream guitar or some other expensive instrument he had his heart set on. As they were from the same club, it would be easy to work it into a discussion. Perhaps she could ask the entire band class during introductions? Would she have a band meeting before Monday? She surely hoped so. She needed to remember to check just to make sure. Otherwise she would have to come up with some excuse to bring up the topic of instruments. Was gift giving always this tedious? After picking up her items for the upcoming rugby game she began to look out for other members wearing the dreadful orange tags. She arrived by the boys just in time to hear one of them introducing himself.

"I am Kaito. Nice to meet you. Let's try not to get in each other's way, ne?"

"Aw, how rude..." Tsukiko whined playfully as she came up from behind the boy. She was always flirting, that would become very clear to anyone who came to know her in the near future. None of it was serious, being serious was far behind her after all, but she had to admit the colder boy was definitely adorable. The dark haired one was cute as well, but he came across as a bit boring, "Kitogawa, Tsukiko. Can't we be friends, Kaito-kun?" She asked in a friendly manner, instead of offering her hand to the ivory haired boy (Kaito), she hugged him from behind. It probably wasn't the best idea to be so touchy-feely with guys she hardly knew, but she was only young once, right? Besides, no one in Japan recognized her as a new face to the K-Pop industry so it wasn't likely this would make it to the press.

As things stood, she wanted to enjoy the moment. After all, how lucky was she? Tsukiko had two attractive boys all to herself even if it was only for a moment. Wait... wasn't there three boy's names? She wasn't certain, but none of the names in her team sounded like names for girls. Once she released Kaito, Tsukiko put her belt on and the ugly orange tags, smiling at the two boys energetically, "I'm not very sporty, but I'll do my best!" she informed both of the boys, assuming it was only fair to warn them that she wasn't athletic. She didn't want to keep it a secret that she would likely be terrible at this game. Boys were typically very competitive, she didn't want to ruin their chances of winning by being secretive. They'd definitely hold a grudge then, wouldn't they?

Her attention returned to the ebony haired boy standing on the bleachers, "What's your name, grumpy?" She asked, giggling. His expression wasn't very friendly, so if he didn't willingly supply her with his name she would continue to use her newest nickname for him. She was perfectly fine with it, but she doubted he appreciated being called anything that would remind people of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. The game would begin at any moment. Where was their final member? Was he absent? Tsukiko looked around, but he was nowhere in sight. Not that she knew him...so perhaps her observation was a bit in vain?





Athleticism: +1 to Tsukiko
Popularity: Kei, Kaito, Rhys
Charm: +1 to Sora





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"E-Eh?!" Yuuki's reaction was gold as Rocco laughed it out, clutching his stomach watching the timid girl talk near squeaking point defensively. That's the stuff he enjoyed, ruffling people's feathers. It was a bonus that Yuuki was the robotic class president but he could make her respond close to the average girl. "Q-Quit playing around." He stopped laughing, sighing as one did after a good joke was over. Straightening his posture, he looked at her with a smile. Rocco wasn't used to it with her contacts instead of glasses but it did add a personal feel to the conversation. “I wasn't but you are asking the impossible of me, Prez. We're in the gym where games are meant to be played.” His smile transitioned into a smirk like he was up to no good but it faded away as the topic drew to a close.

"Correct. I am one of the four present class representatives after all." Yuuki agreed but avoided eye contact, Rocco moving towards her and going through the effort of angling his head to align their gaze that was missing like a child after attention. “Hey Prez, what's wrong?” His tone near serious but leaning more toward playful, his hands burrowing deeper into his pockets. "Arigato. If it wasn't for you I would have been hit yesterday. I'm not sure why you did it, but I wanted to thank you." He stepped back giving her room to bow and waved her away to drop the formality. “Forget it, bullying happens all the time.” Rocco felt bashful because it wasn't every day a girl would show him gratitude and her delivery of thanks was too heartfelt for him to take. He cleared his throat and snatched up a paper from the box to draw his attention away from her and read it to see who the lucky person was. Kon Mai, who is that? He didn't know if the person was a junior or a senior and how the hell he was going to find them. It was a big class in the gymnasium today and he didn't want to ask around like an idiot.

"I should look for my team now..." He didn't stop the geeky class president when she took her leave knowing he should do the same. Bummer, it was fun while it lasted. Rocco would've enjoyed teasing her some more but it was time to move before the burly teacher decided to get the game underway. Finding his team was easy because Kei made an effort to stand out by standing up on one of the bleachers. Rocco casually maneuvered through the packs of students once he got his tags and belt equipped, curious to meet his next new friends. Maybe lady luck is on my side to be with my ol buddy Kei again. What gives? It wasn' a bad arrangement at all as Rocco just made it when the girl on their squad was in the middle of talking, hugging one of the guys from the back. "Aw, how rude...Kitogawa, Tsukiko. Can't we be friends, Kaito-kun?" Rocco smirked from a distance, close enough to eavesdrop but not to be seen because he wanted to observe the people he didn't know. He hadn't met a really flirtatious girl in Japan and Tsukiko as she introduced, was going to be interesting to him. Her hair was pink, tied back and her body a sight for sore eyes. He'd whistle if it wouldn't give his position away. He wouldn't mind a girl like that pressed on his back.

"What's your name, grumpy?" Tsukiko giggled and Rocco showed himself at last, hopping up to hug Kei from behind copying her. “Allow me, this one here is Kei Watari.” Rocco said before resting his chin on Kei's shoulder with a playful smirk, their heights almost even aside from an inch. “And if he's grumpy, I call dibs on Naughty.” he winked then rolled his eyes remembering the third man. “Oh, Kaito can be Dopey. I hope he wasn't too rude to you.” Rocco didn't know the guy but he went off what he heard about being rude. His playing around ended when Mr. Kido announced the game would start then a whistle, Rocco jumping down from the bench and looking for easy targets to steal from. “Are we sticking together or going solo?” Scanning through the crowd he eyed a really small girl (Mai) next to a dude (Akira) who weirdly resembled their newly nicknamed Dopey. “Watari-san? Kitogawa-san? You want to back me up? You too Dopey if you're up for it.” he pointed to the two (Akira, Mai) with the mindset they can take them on. They didn't look like seniors but Rocco didn't care about which grade came out on top. He'd start running and attempt to grab the smaller one's (Mai) tag head on.



Athleticism +1
Charm +1 Yuuki
Popularity +1 Tsukiko

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"I am Kaito. Nice to meet you. Let's try not to get in each other's way, ne?"

Who pissed in his Cheerios this morning?" Kei thought to himself, though he didn't realize that he gave off a very similar vibe. Sure, Kei knew that he wasn't the most approachable person, he just didn't seem to notice just how much he and Kaito had in common. He was going to shoot back an equally rude and possibly even sarcastic statement until a female voice chimed in, utterly ruining his entire day. Well....not really...but Kei definitely wanted to leave the vicinity.

"Aw, how rude...Kitogawa, Tsukiko. Can't we be friends, Kaito-kun?"

A chill ran down Kei's spine when he saw that their female teammate was rather...handsy. She didn't seem to have any qualms about touching guys she had just met, and that really didn't sit well with Kei at all. While most guys might enjoy being around a girl like that, she was his least favorite type of girl to deal with. The white haired male named Kaito didn't seem very thrilled either, from what he could tell. He did find that fairly amusing given the guy's statement just a moment before. Karma perhaps? Though he wanted the pink haired girl to keep her grubby paws far away from him.

"What's your name, grumpy?"

Unfortunately, his eye twitched before he could stop it from happening, but before he could speak, a friendly face presented itself. Kei shut up, realizing Rocco's presence would likely draw attention away from himself. Kei didn't really feel comfortable being the center of attention. Little did Kei realize, his approaching friend had other plans in mind where he was concerned. If he had known what was to come, he probably would have fled the scene, or at least kept at a constant pace to remain out of the mischievous boy's grasp. Alas, as Kei was not psychic, he was a sitting duck for what was to come.

“Allow me, this one here is Kei Watari.”

Tensing up when Rocco's arms were around his waist, Kei's pale blue eyes widened in obvious surprise, "I didn't realize that our relationship was like that." Kei teased with a smirk and shook his head a bit, attempting to play off his initial surprise. He allowed the head on his shoulder, but to say it didn't make him a bit nervous would be a flat out lie. He still wasn't fully comfortable with sharing information about his sexuality, especially for the first time with someone, he didn't mind if it got out, he just wasn't sure if Rocco or any other guys he might meet in the near future would still want to be friends with him. He had met far too many guys that weren't cool with being around him after finding out he liked guys. realizing that this was going to be an interesting group after all, "Ohayo." He didn't address Rocco by name, given Rocco was making the necessary introductions anyway. He figured Rocco would introduce himself when he was ready. However, seeing as all four members were present and Rocco had released him, Kei descended from his perch on the bleachers. He kind of jumped, but it was far lazier than that. He more of, intentionally fell, just he landed effortlessly on his feet instead of hurting himself. If that's even a thing.

“And if he's grumpy, I call dibs on Naughty. Oh, Kaito can be Dopey. I hope he wasn't too rude to you.”

Sweatdropping a bit, Kei rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably. He wasn't going to ruin his newfound friend's attempt at flirting with the pink haired girl. For all Kei knew it was working so he wasn't going to share the information that Kaito had actually been rude to him, not Tsukiko. He wasn't going to fuck with another man's game like that, Oh well. I'll leave it up to Kaito or Kitogawa to straighten out or not. Kei thought to himself, shoving both hands into his pockets. At the sound of the whistle, he let out an annoyed sigh. Now he would have to be on high alert. This was going to be a drag. It was better than school work though so he figured he would manage.

"Are we sticking together or going solo?”

"I think we should stick together and branch out once we get a taste of the competition. That work for everyone?" Kei asked, not really giving Kaito a choice. He would drag him along if he had to. If they separated with their heads cut off, they would lose very quickly. The seniors all at least knew each other, which meant they had an advantage the juniors like themselves did not: They at least knew the athletic ability of half of the gymnasium of students. The freshman students didn't really know anyone at all. This was a severe handicap they would have to learn to fill, "Let's test the water together before we jump straight into the fray."

“Watari-san? Kitogawa-san? Do you want to back me up? You too Dopey if you're up for it.”

Kei followed, literally tugging Kaito along. He didn't care if the girl on their team followed or not, but he really didn't want guys of the group separating. It would cripple the team far sooner than losing the flirtatious pink haired girl would. Kei held back to see what Rocco would do, and given he went for a flag, Kei attempted to do the same, but with Akira. He really didn't enjoy preying on someone he had danced with, especially as Akira had been such a great sport... but all was fair in a game. Now that he was closer he realized that Kaito looked eerily similar to Akira... He shook it off quickly. He had other things to worry about. If they swarmed the other team quickly enough there was going to be at least one of them walking away successful, right?





Athleticism: +1 to Kei





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Twitching a bit as he felt a female student hugging up to him from behind, completely uninvited, it was almost enough to make him shove her away. He managed to contain himself, but it was far more difficult than he imagined. Never in his life did he want to strike a girl more than he did in that moment. Just who did she think she was hugging onto him like that? It was so pathetic and sleazy to cozy up to a complete stranger. Didn't she know that?

"Aw, how rude...Kitogawa, Tsukiko. Can't we be friends, Kaito-kun?"

"No." Kaito stated flatly to the girl holding him, immediately turning down Tsukiko and her melon breasts. He withdrew from her grasp roughly, glaring her down. He didn't care that she was attractive, or that she would be easy 'fun' if he only played nice. He wasn't overly concerned with things like that. His harsh gaze, well, it was a warning, one he hoped she would heed from that point on. He did not like being touched without giving permission first, regardless of who was touching him. It was the sole reason he had not slept with more girls than he already had. Only a certain type of girl could put up with a guy like him, "Just shut the fuck up." he added, making sure to drive his point home to the flirtatious female. He didn't feel like explaining it to her a second time. While lost within his own angry reaction Kaito failed to notice Kei's odd reaction to Tsukiko. He did notice a particular boy introducing Kei a few moments later though, and strangely enough the boy who failed to give his name (Rocco) was holding Kei similarly to how the pink haired girl named Tsukiko had just been holding on to him.

“And if he's grumpy, I call dibs on Naughty. Oh, Kaito can be Dopey. I hope he wasn't too rude to you.”

"Over my dead body." Kaito brutally denied the nickname as soon as Rocco finished speaking. He assumed this guy was Rocco, given it was the only name announced that was not currently taken by the other two members. Kaito didn't even give the nickname a second thought. He really didn't understand why he was being called the dumb one, but he really didn't care to find out either. He wasn't going to respond to the stupid nickname anyhow. It wasn't like he would be hanging out with this lot after this game ended anyway. So there was no point giving any further of a response in his mind. With an annoyed sigh, Kaito shoved his hands into his pockets, "Nothing she didn't deserve, I assure you." After giving his explanation for his behavior he shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant manner. He really didn't give a damn about the girl's feelings. He didn't care if he came across as rude, and if he was being completely honest...why should he? He wasn't here for any of these people. Just one. He could not make it obvious, but he did not have to overindulge in small talk or making friends either.

"Are we sticking together or going solo?”

"I think we should stick together and branch out once we get a taste of the competition. That work for everyone?"

Kaito kept his mouth shut and let the other two worry about what was best for their little rag-tag team. He just planned on surviving the rounds whatever way he had to. He didn't care if he won or not, he just didn't want to be the first one out of the game. However, when he was dragged off by Kei, Kaito began shouting insults at the dark haired male, none worth repeating. Lady Luck seemed to bring them toward his sister, and for a moment Kaito held his breath. He didn't want to push his luck. He didn't want to run her off by being around too often so he tugged free of Kei. He watched from a healthy distance as Kei made an attempt for her tags. He glared his teammate down, ready to throw him off of his sister if necessary. He didn't care if it would make others question him, it was just an impulse that he couldn't explain. He didn't want anyone touching her, and he didn't know why. However it turned out for the best, ultimately Kei ended up empty handed. Kaito laughed at him failing, sticking his tongue out at him, "Underestimated Akira-chan, did you?" He teased. He called Akira by her first name despite not knowing her well, and also called her 'chan' which normally referred to girls. He didn't correct himself, having done so quite intentionally. It was completely deliberate, as was nearly everything Kaito ever did. He broke off from the group, having enough with this 'team spirit' or whatever they seemed to be pitching. Well, in the end, Kaito didn't have much luck. In fact, the only good thing he managed to do before the game ended was come to Tsukiko's rescue. He saw her just about to have her last tag stolen from her and he intercepted, pulling her into his arms from behind. He didn't really have feelings for her, but he did care about his team looking weak. He wasn't in this to win it, but he wanted them to at least not look like total losers, "We need to stop meeting like this." He frowned, his arm draped around her lower waist. His glare managed to run the other guy off, but like Tsukiko, Kaito was down to his last tag as well. He wasn't fairing that great on his own, but he was far too cocky and proud to ask the others for help. Ultimately he was eliminated, but he kept Tsukiko safe until then. Begrudgingly he saved her a spot next to him on the bleachers, but not just her, he saved a spot for all of his team. He knew she wouldn't last long though, and it was best if the team was together to tally their points right? His was a big fat ZERO. Could it get any more depressing than that? On another note, he looked at the name on his Kris Kringle again, realizing the pinky he was not very fond of just so happened to be the girl he had to buy a present for. Wasn't that just bloody fucking brilliant?

I'll just get her some stupid bracelet and be done with it. It's not even Christmas and I'm already in a bad mood. He thought to himself laying down on the third row of bleachers to save the girl and his other teammates a seat. Actual class was growing closer and he wasn't sure he would be able to cope. He absolutely hated school, especially tests and homework. The more he thought about these tings he would not enjoy, the more his mood went south.





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Athleticism: +1 to Kaito





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"No. Just shut the fuck up."

What did he just say..? Tsukiko thought to herself with wide eyes. It was her first time being rejected. It was even worse because there were witnesses. Her cheeks flushed in her humiliation, but she tried her best to laugh it off gracefully. However, she couldn't let it go. Did he not find her attractive? Did she not behave cute enough? She was not used to hearing that word. It sounded awful 'no', it was cold, so impersonal. After the boy tore from her arms, Tsukiko pouted at him with a glare. Suddenly she didn't feel like flirting with him at all and he definitely wasn't cute anymore. Crossing her arms, she released a sigh of disgust. He's unmistakably gay. Oh well, he's not that cute anyway. she assured herself, mentally licking her wounds of her first rejection. Even though she didn't care for him at all, being rejected still hurt. It was something she had never experienced before. She was starting to dislike Japan more and more. She convinced herself that it would never have happened in Korea, as she was substantially more well known there. She had an unrealistic view of her fame, and her expectations were a little too high. She simply was exceptionally good at choosing guys that would say 'yes', it just so happened that for once she was wrong and one finally told her 'no'.

“And if he's grumpy, I call dibs on Naughty. Oh, Kaito can be Dopey. I hope he wasn't too rude to you.”

"Over my dead body."

"So that means you're... Murray-san?" She asked curiously, glad that at least one of the guys seemed to be interested in female company. The other two were definitely broken or something. She had paid attention to the names, and that was the only one left. It was a logical deduction. As he said rude, she smiled a bit, brushing off the harsh refusal she had received from Kaito. She also found it incredibly funny when he seemed to be ticked off by the snow white and the seven dwarves nickname he had been given. Then she began thinking. If they were the dwarves... did that mean she was snow white? She wasn't so self-centered that she asked that aloud, but it was a pleasant thought.

"Nothing she didn't deserve, I assure you."

Blinking in surprise, Tsukiko's jaw dropped a bit, "Seriously?! It was just a hug!" She snapped back, obviously insulted by his cold demeanor. With one hand on her hip, she worked on calming herself down. Taking a slow breath in and releasing it, Tsukiko decided to let it go. He wasn't worth getting herself worked up over, especially since he wasn't going to be any 'fun'. He was a stick in the mud, and she didn't want any part of that. She was here to have a good time, nothing more. She had no interest in anyone who wanted to be a wet blanket.

"Are we sticking together or going solo?”

The thought of being left on her own was not one she wanted to amuse. She was far from athletic, she would be slaughtered in a game like this, "I will die a gruesome death, and soon if I'm by myself." she chimed in. She was going, to be honest with the group, when it came to sports, she absolutely sucked, and not in a good way. Even if she would rather split up from Kaito, she felt they were stronger in numbers, especially if she needed them to help her survive.

"I think we should stick together and branch out once we get a taste of the competition. That work for everyone?"

Nodding her head in agreement with Kei, Tsukiko stopped dead in her tracks when he mentioned branching out. Didn't he hear her? Apparently not. She mentally cursed, following behind the boys and giggling to herself. She could hear Kaito's terrible insults to Kei, but her laughing was her downfall. She ended up getting split up from the group. Another girl stole her tag, but she didn't recognize her. Just before a guy took her final tag, Tsukiko felt someone pull her to their chest from behind. Her cheeks lit up bright red, and she tilted her head back to get a good glimpse of her savior.

"We need to stop meeting like this."

"Miyuu-san..!" She gasped, a little surprised that her teammate that was the rudest to her came to save her. The fact that he continued to keep her from getting her tag stolen all the way until his own was taken made her a little confused. Just a moment ago he was treating her like a social pariah, and now he went down defending her? It made no sense. She spent the short time she had on her own running away because she was honest enough with herself to know she had no chance in hell of stealing anyone's tag. It was less than three minutes after Kaito was taken out that she found herself sitting behind him on the bleachers, sighing to herself. She really hated gym class. If it wasn't for the cute clothes she probably would have skipped it altogether. Removing her empty velcro belt, Tsukiko closed her eyes attempting to relax. Running around, even if only for a short time was exhausting for her. She wasn't used to trying so hard for anything.

Tsukiko frowned to herself when she received a text from her manager. He was always acting like a helicopter parent. Sometimes she felt completely smothered. Without opening her eyes or sitting up, Tsukiko proceeded to turn off her phone and shoved it back into the pocket of her shorts. She wasn't in the mood for his judgy or naggy comments. She would deal with it later when she wasn't so irritated, "Where are Murray-san and Watari-san anyway?" She asked aloud, speaking to the only other person involved, Kaito. She wasn't a patient person, and being only in his company was really starting to bug her. She still didn't forgive him for refusing her advances.





Athleticism: +1 to Tsukiko
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"Hahaha. You're not getting my tag that easily. Not today, Watari-san."

Laughing a bit with Akira when he missed his tag, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him. The white haired boy was very cocky, that much was certain... Though for good reason, Kei didn't even get a chance to defend himself from Akira's counterattack. Before he knew it, his tag was waving in front of his face tauntingly. He let out a hiss of annoyance, "Tch. Lucky strike. That's all." He mumbled, a bit of a sore loser. That tongue poking out at him, he could still see it in his head. It made him blush as Akira ran off, his mind going to places it should not have been. He was comfortable having those fantasies, he believed Akira to be a boy, just as she appeared to be to everyone else. He had no reason to think he should feel nervous about it. He shrugged his shoulders at Kaito, who seemed to be in ill spirits from being tugged around.

"Underestimated Akira-chan, did you?"

Quirking a lazy brow, "You know him?" Kei asked, only a hint of curiosity exposed in his tone. Though it didn't really seem to be enough to catch Kaito's attention as his teammate abandoned him. He ended up getting separated from Rocco as well in all of the madness, and before he knew it the whistle was blown, seconds after his final tag had been snagged. Letting out a loud groan of annoyance, he wiped his forehead. Well, I tried at least. He thought to himself in defeat. It tasted bitter and put him in a bit of a mood. Making his way back to the bleachers, he heard a familiar voice say his name. Great...

"Where are Murray-san and Watari-san anyway?"

"Here." He sighed just before taking off his shirt. He wasn't sure if it was allowed, but he really didn't care either. Kei used it to clean his hair of any sweat from all that running around, then slung it over his left shoulder like a towel. He turned in his tags to Kaito, seeing as Rocco was still nowhere to be found. By the time his eyes located his newfound friend in the gym, he was already letting go of the poor sod who seemed to have pissed him off. Kei chuckled a bit under his breath, hiding his amusement behind a closed fist, passing it off as a cough to the untrained eye. Maybe he was inappropriate, maybe he wasn't... either way, he didn't give a damn who Rocco decided to fight. Though if he were up against two guys he definitely would have went to lend a hand. As lazy as he was, Kei had a code of ethics, as pitiful as it was.

"You all did outstanding!!!! Well done class! Give yourself a well earned pat on the back. Our winners for today are tied between Team Blue and Team Violet! Because of that, the ultimate grade winner are the Seniors!"

Kei closed his eyes, an irritated expression on his face. He didn't boo or cheer. He wasn't that bad of a sore loser, but he also wasn't a good sport. He was unfortunately somewhere stuck in the middle. He could accept defeat, it was just not something he accepted with grace. Looking to his team he shrugged his shoulders, "Should have stayed together." He stated flatly, under the belief that they would have had better chances as a single unit rather than chickens with their heads cut off.

"Okay! Class Dismissed! Everyone got their Kris Kringle? Don't forget to deliver your gifts on Monday! HO-ho-ho!!"

"See you around." Kei said to Kaito and Tsukiko, obviously only doing so out of formality as he did not wait around for them to respond. Looking to the slip he got while on his way to the boy's locker room, he immediately stopped as if his shoes had somehow been glued down to the floor. Why did he have to draw a GIRL name? A sense of dread washed over him, and a shiver traveled up the length of his bare spine. Okay, think of the positives. He reminded himself, taking a deep breath in before continuing on his way. First positive: She was one of the girls that Rocco had shown him in the Kyudojo. The purple haired one. Fujioka, Yuuki. The only bright side about this was that he had practically unlimited funds to shop with, which led to the second positive: the girl wasn't like the slutty pinkette that had been assigned to his Rugby team. She wouldn't pounce him for buying an expensive gift or berate him for choosing a cheaper one....well... that was kind of an assumption, but judging by her appearance, he believed his evaluation to be correct.

At least she isn't like that slut.... it repeated in his mind over and over. To say he blamed her for their poor performance was the understatement of the century. Considering it was time for lunch, Kei only stuck his hair under the shower faucet in the locker room, washing it and drying it with a towel when he was done. At his locker, he removed his gym trousers, tossing them and his shirt inside. He put on his school uniform pants and switched out his shoes. He reapplied deodorant and cologne to ensure he didn't offend anyone and began buttoning up his shirt, "That'll have to do. I have to buy lunch today and I have no idea where the cafeteria is..." He sighed to himself. Being a freshman had some serious disadvantages, especially in a school as large as this one. Once properly dressed again and out of those sweaty gym clothes, Kei went back out into the gym, heading straight for the bleachers. He had to find someone who knew where they were going. He was getting really hungry.

“Wait… W-What I meant to ask was Would you like me to escort you somewhere?”

Hearing a familiar voice, Kei approached quickly before they decided to run off somewhere. He smirked a bit and tilted his head as he realized they were a little closer than he was used to seeing two students get, "...As much as I....hate to interrupt you two doing....whatever this is...." He bit back a chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. He didn't really care that he could have just ruined a moment for them, or not, but it was polite to at least pretend he did, right? Well, he wasn't sure, but he figured it was better to at least try and be a civil person, "Do either of you plan on going to the cafeteria? I don't know where it is... and I'm starved." Kei admitted in a sheepish manner. As his eyes set on Gen, he got an idea as well. Since she wasn't his Kris Kringle, he could show her his ideas for a present, right? So far she was one of the only girls he was confident wouldn't break the touch barrier, and she had been kind to him. As long as they didn't touch, he figured it would be okay. However...the longer his eyes rested on Gen, the more he came to notice she didn't look as cheerful as she had the other day, "Fukui.....senpai, are you okay?" His tone was not as casual when addressing her directly, nor did he sound nearly as comfortable or playful. His voice was surprisingly serious, despite his awkward, nervous gaze. He couldn't ask her for help...not yet anyway.





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"Where are Murray-san and Watari-san anyway?"

Twitching a bit, Kaito tried to keep his irritation to himself, but this girl was really getting on his nerves, "If I knew, why would I be alone with you?" He responded icily. He rested his palm against his forehead as he continued to lay on the bleachers, shaking his head. His ivory hair messed up quite a bit, but somehow it was always neater than his sister's. He was blessed with hair that did not become all that unruly.

"Here."

Sitting up, Kaito clapped his hands together sarcastically, "My prayers have been answered." he replied in a dry tone. He wasn't enthusiastic to see the guy who had drug him around all over god's green Earth, and for what? Nothing. Not a single tag. They had absolutely nothing to show for it, and that royally ticked him off. Though, at least he wasn't as annoying as the pink haired one. Ugh. Why did I even come here.... I should have just shown up at her door like any other random loser... Kaito tilted his head when Kei removed his shirt. It wasn't like it was unnatural or anything, guys did it all of the time, but he didn't expect him to. It didn't happen as often as one might think in a school setting. At first, he figured Kei was trying to impress Tsukiko, which, if that was the case, he really didn't care... but after his attention switched to some altercation elsewhere, Kaito assumed it was for the simple reason of wanting to. Guess Occam's Razor is correct once again. The simple answer usually is the right one after all.

"You all did outstanding!!!! Well done class! Give yourself a well earned pat on the back. Our winners for today are tied between Team Blue and Team Violet! Because of that, the ultimate grade winner are the Seniors!"

Groaning, Kaito rolled his eyes. He was not going to congratulate anyone and he definitely wasn't ever going to be patting a single person on the back. Well, at least that was over. One less thing to do that day. Seniors win.. how surprising. Kaito thought to himself bitterly. He wasn't pleased with the outcome at all, and his brooding aura made that perfectly clear to at least his two companions. He really didn't have much faith in his own ability, let alone that of his teammates. In the end, they totally sucked out there. It was a real letdown. Did the teacher even SEE what happened? So many of us completely sucked ass... Though I suppose at a rich kid school everyone gets a participation trophy... Kaito thought to himself with a cynical chuckle. As he had been homeschooled until now, Kaito really didn't have much respect for public or private schools, especially the 'everyone's a winner' policy. His father instilled in him that if he didn't win, he was a loser. There was no arguing with that view of his father's, he wouldn't change it for anyone, not even his own son.

"Should have stayed together."

"Should have, could have, would have... Does it really even matter? It's over." Kaito sighed, realizing the other guy was trying to make Tsukiko feel bad about herself. It didn't take a rocket scientist to realize Kei was blaming her, and while Kaito did not like the girl at all, he believed they all shouldered the blame for their painful defeat. He wasn't about to let anyone shove it all off onto just one member, "We all sucked out there." Kaito snapped at Kei. Before he could stand up and do something about it, the teacher spoke again.

"Okay! Class Dismissed! Everyone got their Kris Kringle? Don't forget to deliver your gifts on Monday! HO-ho-ho!!"

"See you around."

"Tch..." Kaito hissed, flipping off Kei's back as he walked away. He didn't care if the teacher saw, or anyone else for that matter. He was ready to throw some punches, but the snarky asshole managed to slip away before he could do anything. Today was really pissing him off, and it seemed there was nothing he could do to relieve the stress, "You can at least TRY to defend yourself next time.." Kaito sighed angrily at Tsukiko, rolling his eyes. Without asking, he tugged her along by the wrist toward the changing rooms, kind of like a ragdoll.

Since he was left alone with her and it was lunch time, the least she could do was show him how to get to the cafeteria. He shoved her off toward the girl's locker room and he went to the door of the guy's, manhandling her a bit like he would another guy, "Change. Take me to the cafeteria. Don't annoy me. Can you manage that? Good." Kaito rolled his eyes, answering for her before he went into the boys' locker room to shower and get back into his uniform. Sure, he didn't care for her, in fact, if he knew his way around he wouldn't have even bothered with Tsukiko, but he didn't so she served a purpose. She was useful to him, at least until he found his way around this damned school.

ImageStripping, Kaito jammed all of his clothes into his locker and went on to take a shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. He kept the water warm, relaxing. It helped keep his mind off of all the annoying crap he was stressing over, but also soothed his migraine. The locker rooms were fairly empty now, everyone had rushed off to eat. He let out a sigh and dried off in the stall before walking back to his locker. Still damp, he threw his clothes on anyway, beginning to dry his hair. He really wasn't looking forward to dealing with the pink haired girl that was likely going to be making him wait outside for her to primp. God, he hated it when girls primped. He hated makeup period. It felt like a lie. He wanted to see a girl for who she was, not who she pretended to be. If she comes out wearing a bunch of nasty ass goo, she's going right back in there and wiping it off. Kaito thought with an eye roll, leaning against the wall just outside of the girl's changing room as he waited.

Rubbing his shoulder, as it was a bit sore, Kaito did not take long to grow impatient. If she didn't come out soon, he was going inside to get her. He didn't care if it was the girl's locker room or not. His stomach was growling and he was ready to eat. One way or another she'd hurry her ass up and take him to the cafeteria... even if he had to dress her himself.





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"If I knew, why would I be alone with you?"

Rolling her eyes, Tsukiko responded to Kaito with a sigh, "You don't have to be so rude." she responded, almost completely unaffected by his sour attitude and snide remark. She couldn't force him to like her. Still, it was annoying her that he didn't. What wasn't there to like? She had a foreign accent, she believed herself to be fairly attractive given her status as a very famous Korean Idol...even though she wasn't having so much success in Japan so far. As far as Tsukiko was concerned, Kaito really needed to refine his tastes if she wasn't his type.

"Here."

"My prayers have been answered."

Could he have been any more of an.. "Hangmun.. (Korean for Arse, Asshole, Anus)" Tsukiko hissed, rolling her eyes. she wasn't going to subject herself to this. Sure, it wasn't very ladylike to cuss, especially in school, but she just couldn't take this white haired stick in the mud any longer. Exactly what did he have against her? She was fairly sure she had not pissed in anyone's cheerios that morning, but now she found herself regretting not doing so in Kaito's.

"You all did outstanding!!!! Well done class! Give yourself a well earned pat on the back. Our winners for today are tied between Team Blue and Team Violet! Because of that, the ultimate grade winner are the Seniors!"

Outstanding? Tsukiko quietly scoffed at that. She hadn't done a single thing worth being congratulated for, but that only proved to her that the teacher had not been paying attention. Not that she cared. She hated being under constant surveillance, so that would prove to be useful knowledge in the end. She heard Kaito's groan, smirking to herself. It was nice to know that at least her current least favorite person at this school was beating themselves up over the game. Hell, if she had known he'd of taken it so hard she would have purposely done worse.

"Should have stayed together."

Tilting her head toward Kei, letting her golden eyes land on him, she quirked a brow. She didn't like the sound of his tone, but she gave him the benefit of the doubt, "What do you mean?" she asked, sugar coating her words. Even if she felt he was personally attacking her, she couldn't make a scene. Eventually, people would recognize her and she didn't need bad publicity. It was bad enough she gave into a night of fun with a senior bad boy at the school dance... she had to limit her scandalous behavior because the media was so much harsher on female artists than they were on males who slept around and got into trouble.

"Should have, could have, would have... Does it really even matter? It's over."

Blinking a few times, Tsukiko really couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was Kaito...defending her? Sure, it wasn't directly, but she was starting to really feel the effects of whiplash. One minute he was treating her like the scum of the earth and the next he was lending her a helping hand. Could he not make his mind up or something?

"We all sucked out there."

The air around their group could almost be cut with a knife. Despite wanting to see Kei get knocked on his ass, she knew fighting would only lead to more tension later on. The last thing she wanted was to be at war with one or both of them for the rest of the year, "Just...cut it out, I know. I'm no good out there." She smiled, laughing awkwardly. Tsukiko had a bitter taste in her mouth, not fond of admitting her faults, but it had to be done.

"Okay! Class Dismissed! Everyone got their Kris Kringle? Don't forget to deliver your gifts on Monday! HO-ho-ho!!"

With class dismissed and Kei leaving, Tsukiko sighed in relief, one hand coming to her chest as she started to relax. That was close... she thought to herself, but before she could stand up to leave, she giggled a bit as Kaito flipped off Kei's form that disappeared in the distance. Just as Tsukiko gathered her things to head to the locker room, she noticed Kaito was looking at her rather angrily.

"Tch... You can at least TRY to defend yourself next time.."

Now it was her being chewed out by Kaito, again! Ugh! Could he make up his mind already?! Does he want to be friends or does he hate my guts, we can't keep switching between the two whenever it is convenient for him! Suddenly she was starting to understand how the countless boys she had briefly 'dated', well, if you could even call it that. Mostly she would hang out with them, make out a little... then drop like a hot potato. While this was definitely different, she believed the experience ended the same. What was his agenda and why did he switch moods more than a woman about to head to the club changed her clothes on Friday night? Deciding to call him out on his bipolar ways, Tsukiko glared at him, "You didn't give me a chance! You could at least TRY to be nice. Would it kill you?" she retorted, but was soon drug off regardless. Tsukiko hit his shoulder angrily as he led her toward the locker rooms, but thankfully by that point, no one was really around to witness her tantrum.

Despite this, she went inside to change, totally ignoring that Kaito had answered all of his questions for her. UGH! He makes me so mad! Tsukiko thought to herself as she began changing back into the usual Airdalen uniform. Pulling out her phone, she checked the time and ordered a pizza...for her manager to deliver. Okay, she called her manager and ordered him to bring them both a pizza, but thankfully he was already in the area, so it wouldn't take too long. Once she was done and had combed through her hair thoroughly, she put it in a high ponytail before exiting the girl's locker room. Now that they were entirely alone, Tsukiko smacked her hand against the wall next to his head, "Listen, and listen good. The next time you shove me around like that will be the last time you have hands. Got it? You aren't the only one who has a temper...." She asked, leaning in as they were of similar height.

"Now, if we can be civil.... I ordered us some Pizza, let's meet my manager at the gate. Lunch is almost over, we'll never order food in the cafeteria and eat it in time. Come, dog.." Tsukiko called him, ushering for him to follow her by curling and uncurling her index finger a few times. Whether he followed her or not, she made her way out of the gym, just in time to see her cousin Shiori. Oh, how perfect was this? She was with the boy that Sora had told her about, Rhys, wasn't it? She absolutely had to say something this time around, "Oh? Missing lunch I see? I ordered a pizza... You and your handsome boytoy are welcome to take a slice for the road once I retrieve it, anything for my dear cousin~" Tsukiko teased, making sure to heavily emphasize that they were related before rushing off to retrieve her pizza from her faithful manager. Was pizza part of the strict diet she was supposed to be on? Definitely not. Did she care? Even less so. She was having pizza, and he knew better than to deny the young pink haired Korean what she wanted. When she arrived at the main gate and her manager pulled up only a few minutes later with the large pizza in hand, Tsukiko couldn't help but grin. He was like putty in her hands, as usual.





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Shiori pulled away from the hug and him. Rhys sympathized looking down at her as she tried to summon her strength to carry on. "Gomenasai... this won't happen again." Rhys rubbed the back of his neck, moving it a bit because of how stiff it had become from being still for too long. "I don't mind." he said staring at the cherry blossoms above them before setting his gaze down again at his senior when she held his sleeve. "Ignore everything I said, okay? I.. I wasn't thinking straight. D-Dehydration! I was just dehydrated, that's all. A little delirious." Shiori said defensively, her cheeks flushed letting Rhys know how embarrassed she was. On one hand, Rhys was glad Shiori was back to normal, her defensive normal anyway. On the other hand.. dehydration? delirious? Her excuses were extreme. Even if he was an idiot he didn't think he'd fall for it.

Releasing him and returning the space between them she followed up by saying, "We should get changed... It's not healthy to skip lunch." Rhys couldn't argue there. He hadn't forgotten that he needed to draw out a secret santa too. He nodded in agreement, dropping the hand from the back of his neck to return to his side. "Even so... Thank you. I apologize if I ruined any plans you may have had." Shiori folded her arms and turned away from him when she thanked him but Rhys was strangely getting used to her defensive attitude. It was probably for the better that he get used to it anyway as junior and senior partners. Rhys did plan to practice swimming during the lunch break but it wasn't a big deal. He could do that any time including over the weekends. "You're welcome." he said plainly, as if she had thanked him normally.

"Good game, Senpai." He turned around midway when Mao called out to him. As Shiori wasn't clinging to him or distressed, he wasn't worried about covering her from other people's vision. "Good game. See you in class." he said back. Only after did he realize that Mao had referred to him as senpai when they were both in the same grade. Hm. It wasn't bad though. He just saw himself as an equal with everyone else on the swim team even with his new leadership role. Before he could move from place to go with Shiori's idea to go and get changed, another person called out to them but someone he did not know.

"Oh? Missing lunch I see? I ordered a pizza... You and your handsome boytoy are welcome to take a slice for the road once I retrieve it, anything for my dear cousin~" Rhys raised an eyebrow at the way the pink-haired girl called him Shiori's 'handsome boytoy' and the recently learned fact that Shiori had a cousin at Airdalen. As they were related, he didn't say a word because the conversation was between the two female cousins. However, he was ready to talk when the other Kitogawa's (Tsukiko) back turned. His brown eyes followed after the curious girl. The two Kitogawas couldn't be any more different. Never in Rhys' wildest dreams could he see Shiori calling him that but he did admire girls who were bold if his dating history was anything worth going by.

"Kitogawa-san.. if you and your cousin are both around, how should I call you?" he asked. Hell, there were many questions he could ask starting with their relationship that he never knew about and why he got labelled her handsome boytoy but those things could wait. She (Tsukiko) was going to come back any minute and he didn't want to run through the confusion of telling two people a part when he talked. Mao called me senpai. Does that work? "Kitogawa..senpai?" he tried it out, holding his chin in thought. The bell rang signalling the end of lunch.



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Well, they seemed to have gotten the pleasantries of what had happened out of the way. That much left Shiori feeling at least a little relieved. It seemed that it was becoming easier to reach an understanding, even though Shiori was fairly certain Rhys was the one mostly adapting to her, and not the other way around. She... had a lot of knots in her personality to work out before she could pull her weight in this senior-junior pairing, but also in their friendship.

"Good game, Senpai."

Freezing stiff, Shiori blinked as the darker skinned freshman passed. She was absolutely gorgeous! While her figure was a little lacking in the bust department, much like Shiori's own, Shiori couldn't help noticing that she was otherwise, kind of better than her. Exotic, confident, athletic, this girl seemed to have a lot of traits that Shiori did not, and that made her incredibly uneasy. "How are you her sen- Oh... She is on the swim team too.."
Shiori spoke more to herself than to Rhys, given her hushed tone. It took her a second to piece it all together, but she quickly recalled that Rhys was the swim team's captain, and that could warrant being called 'Senpai', even if he was the same age as the other girl. Still, they needed to get a move on, so Shiori began walking back toward the gym. It was hard to not feel a little gloomy, knowing a girl like that was prancing around in a bathing suit around her juni- That is none of my business! I don't care! Why should I!? Shiori snapped at herself, affected by it, but refusing to accept that she had a reason to see the ethnically diverse junior (Mao) as a threat.

"Oh? Missing lunch I see? I ordered a pizza... You and your handsome boy toy are welcome to take a slice for the road once I retrieve it, anything for my dear cousin~"

...Unfortunately, she only made it a few steps before a very unwelcome face approached. Shiori's cheeks flared up, hotter than they had ever been, "B-B-Boytoy!?" She exclaimed, obviously taken aback by Tsukiko's reference to Rhys. Both of Shiori's hands found their way to her hips, looking even less intimidating in her gym attire than she normally would have when she stood in front of her much taller cousin. Despite being angry about the assumption ..she neglected to deny the handsome bit of Tsukiko's evaluation. For starters, she didn't disagree with it, but also, that bit of information had slipped under the ebony haired senior's radar, "What is that even supposed to mean!?" Shiori snapped at her cousin, the icy behavior that kept her from making friends with most people was functioning fully now. Tsukiko was yet another victim of Shiori's harshness. However, her previous unnerved reaction might have made it appear she had a decent idea of the concept of 'boy toy', but honestly, she was only guessing. It sounded perverted, but she wasn't entirely convinced she understood what it meant, "Just go get it then, Tsu-chan, and stop goofing off!" In her flustered and defensive state, Shiori accidentally referred to Tsukiko as she did when they were children. It was much cuter than Tsukiko, but it also was the first time Shiori had addressed anyone by a nickname instead of their last name while at school. Well, the bright side was that she was able to take all of her frustration out on someone she didn't mind upsetting. Tsukiko was her verbal punching bag of sorts. At least she didn't call me Shii-chii, or Shi-chan this time... Shiori thought to herself with a pout.

"Kitogawa-san.. if you and your cousin are both around, how should I call you? Kitogawa..senpai?"

Seeing as he never really called her 'Senpai' until then, hearing it was kind of... well, it conjured a mixed reaction from her. Shiori tilted her head a bit, slowly coming down from her agitated state, "I suppose, though honestly , you were technically supposed to call me that to begin with..." She exhaled, closing her eyes a bit. It wasn't awful, being called Senpai, in fact she felt she could get used to it.. but she did not hear the word that often as she normally avoided underclassmen before now. It did make her calm down a lot faster though.. returning to a mildly embarrassed condition. She had called others Senpai, but no one really approached her with the term until recently. Though..she had heard others say it, like Akira, so why did it make her somewhat flustered when Rhys was the one calling her that? Her parents were strict when it came to using 'sensei', 'sama', and 'senpai'. If Shiori neglected to address others properly, she was often scolded when caught. However, even so, she could never bring herself to use honorifics when addressing one Airdalen student.

Taking a deep breath, her figurative rustled feathers finally settled. The lack of Tsukiko's presence made it much easier for Shiori to relax, "I don't mind that... but Tsukiko-Chan will likely try to get you to call her something else... She does not appreciate decorum... she's a bit of a...superstar.. We aren't close." Shiori informed him, unable to find another word to explain Tsukiko's intrepid and shameless mannerisms. Though Shiori really didn't bother clarifying if she was simply exaggerating while referring to Tsukiko's personality being a bit intense, or if she were revealing Tsukiko to actually have a famous status.

With that, Shiori waved for Rhys to follow her again after the bell rang, "We need to get dressed. We can all three meet back here and it seems we have to eat on way to class..." With her explanation out of the way, Shiori continued on to the gym without another word. She had to change back into her regular uniform and she did want at least one slice of pizza.. Her hunger became obvious when she entered the girls' locker room. Her stomach grumbled in protest to her having missed lunch. Even though no one heard it, she still was a bit embarrassed. Quickly undressing, she began to shakily change into the standard uniform. The thigh high socks she wore were the main issue she had with getting dressed. She actually had to sit down to get them on, failing to do so when she stood up. She had nearly fallen over in her attempt. She only had to dress herself at school, most of the time maids or her younger sister assisted.






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Rhys learned that Shiori's cousin wasn't an exception to her defensive attitude. It made sense though given Shiori's cousin was more bold than she would be comfortable with. It wasn't every day he got called a 'boytoy' back in Great Britain so being called one now in Japan was a big surprise.
"I suppose, though honestly , you were technically supposed to call me that to begin with..."
"Crap." he replied instinctively. He'd nailed the Japanese tongue but was poor in the code of behavior. Rhys didn't socialize much since he landed in the country. He only spoke to the people involved in the modelling gig, Gen and the other patrons of Nightingale. Attending school was expanding his social circle and he didn't want to offend anyone but cussing.. that was a hard habit to break. "I'll do that from now on Kitogawa-senpai." At the start when he learned more about the common honorific title 'san' from her he was reluctant but he was going to adapt to everything quicker because it was easier and more motivating with his new friends. He looked to his senior seeing as she had calmed down from the moment with her cousin. They are so different.. They don't look related too. His exterior was the same as always but he was looking for physical appearance connections to link together and he just couldn't see it. Shiori's beauty leaned towards natural and the cousin's style was peppy. Right down to the way they carried themselves, there was no obvious connection.
"I don't mind that... but Tsukiko-Chan will likely try to get you to call her something else... She does not appreciate decorum... she's a bit of a...superstar.. We aren't close."
Superstar? Rhys didn't know if Shiori meant superstar literally. It wouldn't be a long shot because Airdalen attracted the upper class and celebrity kinds of people. He didn't know much about her family too except that her immediate one was in the medical field. He could imagine a girl like Tsukiko as a celebrity too. It explained her outgoing and bold vibe. "That's fine." Rhys wasn't used to decorum anyway so as long as Tsukiko didn't ask him to call her something as bold as that 'boytoy' comment he was fine. He wasn't sensitive to the boldness but there is a gentleman in him. He looked away momentarily, checking if Tsukiko was rushing back. They're not close? That's a shame. It would've been nice for Shiori to have a cousin as a friend. After all he'd seen his senior go through, she could really use a friend and there wasn't a substitute for family.
"We need to get dressed. We can all three meet back here and it seems we have to eat on way to class..."
Rhys nodded. It was the better plan because the bell had already rung. He just hoped the pizza wouldn't go cold. He followed Shiori back to the gym in silence, splitting off to pull out a kris kringle from one of the boxes then walking into the men's locker room.

ImageHe did a lot of running around so he risked some time to take a quick rinse in the showers. He zipped up his pants and gave the sports uniform one last look over remembering how Shiori had cried against him before packing it in his bag as dirty laundry for when he got home. "Girls are complicated." he groaned, the locker room safely empty aside from himself. Buttoning up his top and slipping into the jacket, he finally glanced at the name he had pulled for Christmas. Argyris Cassiopeia.. He mentally kicked himself. Rhys had no problem with her but Shiori got upset when he brought up her name. Additionally, Cassiopeia was popular and appeared high maintenance. He didn't know what he could possibly get a girl like her that would suffice. She seemed nice on the first day but... fuck. His hand slid over his face before he put the paper away, threw his bag over his shoulders and walked out. He'd worry about it later.

Rhys was the first to arrive back at Shiori's designated meeting spot. He knew that women could take too long with their appearances and he didn't know how far Tsukiko was going for the pizza so he made himself at home, lying down under one of the cherry blossoms with his head against his bag for a pillow. He wasn't going to leave without them and he doubted Shiori would put up with skipping class. He closed his eyes enjoying the shade and peace but cracked a smile trying hard not to laugh at a memory. "B-B-Boytoy!?" His senior sure was funny.

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As her manager Tazuna, Miyuki gave her the pizza she smiled sweetly to him. He was once again In his red Aston Martin but she didn't have time for pleasantries. She had people waiting on her and the school bells waited on no one. She kissed Miyuki on the cheek and ran off with the pizza. With a sigh, he drove off, feeling like nothing more than a glorified delivery boy. She almost forgot where she was going, given how large Airdalen's campus was. It kind of bummed her out that Shiori had been so cold to her at every turn, but she had to admit, even when she was being screamed at, Shiori was kind of adorable when she was mad. While Tsukiko hated almost every girl she had ever met, she couldn't bring herself to hate Shiori. Not even when the other girl was being so damn difficult. They had spent a good deal of their childhood together. Shiori was like her sister, even though they were only cousins.

Nearly walking right by Rhys, Tsukiko backtracked a few steps when she noticed a flash of color. It happened to be someone laying on the ground. Upon further inspection she realized it was one of the exact people she had been looking for. Smiling a bit to herself when she realized she had made it back before Shiori, Tsukiko decided to have a little fun. Well this could be interesting. She thought to herself, finding that this day was turning out to be far better than she imagined it would, "I didn't have to go far. I have... connections." She grinned, dropping the box of pizza gently on his lap, still standing but she was leaning over him as he was laying under the tree to make eye contact with him. It was a little unnecessary, given she could have just sat down next to him, but she wasn't timid and she knew that position showed off her 'assets'. It was an intentional move, purposely acting a little cutesy and bold. Despite her appearance, Tsukiko was very calculating and knew exactly what she was doing. Nothing she did was coincidence, ever.

"You sure looked happy." She teased playfully, wondering what he had been thinking about, not even a bit bothered by the fact that she was standing over him in a skirt. Or that the way she bent over to face him emphasized her chest. Her eyes examined Rhys as she gazed down at him, taking in each of his features one by one, not even attempting to hide the fact that she was checking him out. What did she really have to hide? Shiori-chan has good taste in men, I'll give her that much. He's cute~ Tsukiko mused to herself and held that pose until she received a reply from him, only then did she sit down next to him, opening the box that she had plopped in his lap and took a slice out nibbling at the edge, "Eat up. We don't have much time... Oh and sorry I don't have drinks." She apologized in a cheerful manner. She couldn't help but wonder when Shiori would arrive back, but until then she decided to have a bit more fun. Who knows how long it would last?

After how poorly Kei and Kaito had had reacted to her, she was hoping her effort would actually produce the desired response, "I've seen you and Shii-chii around before. Thanks for looking out for her~" Tsukiko practically sang, taking a tiny bite of the slice of pizza she held, her eyes closing as she let out a pleased sigh, almost as if she had never had a slice of pizza in her life. It wasn't too far from the truth, given her diet her parents forced upon her in Korea. They held high standards for her as an idol, doing their best to keep her skinny. Was it wrong to flirt with someone she suspected her cousin had feelings for? Tsukiko wasn't sure, but she was never really the type to do the right thing anyway. If she saw a cute boy nothing would stand in her way, "So... you're a junior too?" She asked him, doing her best to learn as much as she could during this rare opportunity. How many times would she really be alone with him? It was a lucky break and she was going to utilize every second of it. Shiori could return at any moment after all.

Her golden eyes focused on him as she ate very neatly. It was one trait she seemed to share with Shiori, despite their extensive list of differences. It was as if she was afraid of getting any sauce on her face. Howver, despite her efforts a tiny bit lingered at the corner of her mouth. Their lack of time had an effect on her eating patterns, despite her extra effort. She didn't even notice it.





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Rhys opened his eyes when a weight plopped on his lap earning his attention. His eyes landed on Tsukiko’s but inevitably fell to her cleavage. He had the decency to correct his gaze instead of lingering like a pervert but the view was fresh in his pubescent head and Tsukiko continued to present her body like that to him with assertive confidence. He was visually stimulated, a girl in a skirt over him with an inviting chest. What guy wouldn't be? Tsukiko was attractive and fit his ‘type’ too.

"You sure looked happy."
Rhys averted his gaze off to the side, her voice waking him up a bit. He wasn't not interested but he barely knew her. He also wanted to keep himself in check. Rhys' composure was intact but his eyes and brain had been assaulted and put on the spot to panic. “Yeah. Thanks.” He kept his words short and to the point thanking her for lunch while trapped under her pose. God only knows how long he could stay cool. He wasn't a rock or dense to flirting and she was pushing the right buttons. For Rhys, it was an appealing quality for a woman to be confident in her skin. Tsukiko also openly said he's handsome so it wasn't wrong to think they were mutually attracted to each other. I can't stop thinking about that..

"Eat up. We don't have much time... Oh and sorry I don't have drinks."
Rhys stretched his arms behind his head and sat up when she joined his side, the box open and scent of cheese teased in a passing breeze. Food was a welcomed distraction and gym class running had got him starved. “There's always drink vending machines on the way if we get thirsty.” He ate casually; his arm holding the pizza slice propped sideways on his knee for support. He took average sized bites at a leisurely pace because Shiori hadn't come back. No sauce got on Rhys’ face; He wasn't groomed in upper class manners but he knew not to eat like a pig in public.

"I've seen you and Shii-chii around before. Thanks for looking out for her~"
Rhys for a short time looked back at her, curious about their relationship as cousins but he wasn't ready to ask any questions. “She's looked out for me too. There's no need to thank me.” He looked away again and ahead of him, enjoying his pizza slice. He didn't mention that they were partnered as senior and junior because either Tsukiko knew that already or it would be misunderstood that it was just a responsibility for him. Shiori always called it that but Rhys wasn't going to.

"So... you're a junior too?"
Too? “Yeah. Science class in lab G.7.. building C.” He looked up at the sky as he tried to remember his schedule then returned his head back down to return to eating. Rhys just put his class out there in case they were going the same way afterwards. He finished his slice off, leaning back on his hands waiting for Tsukiko to finish and Shiori to show up. He turned to her briefly and the speck of pizza on her face forced him to stare down more at her lips. Rhys averted his gaze again because staring there too long was setting himself up for disaster. He was remembering what a kiss felt like, her bold moves still affecting him. “You got something, there.” he pointed at the spot but on his own face as an example. Rhys wasn't going to touch her if he could help it. He knew he was a naturally instinctive person and that was bad when it came around to anger and temptations. It wouldn't have been this huge a problem if Tsukiko didn't make it already known that she found him attractive too. Rhys was forced out of seeing her in a platonic light from the get go.



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It was amusing seeing his gaze shift away. It wasn't the most common reaction she had seen, but it was one she was slightly familiar with. Oh? Is he the respectful type? Or another not really interested...? Suppose I'll find out soon. Tsukiko thought to herself, trying to gauge what type of person was hanging out with her cousin. While mostly it was just her unfiltered interest, in a way, Tsukiko was looking out for Shiori as well, even if she couldn't necessarily admit it. Tsukiko wasn't a hero, or a villain really, she ended up falling somewhere in between. Her intentions were usually good, but she had a tendency to do selfish and inconsiderate things as well. This just so happened to be one of the times she was totally disregarding how someone important to her might feel.

“Yeah. Thanks.”

Waving her hand a bit, Tsukiko dismissed it, "It's nothing really." She smiled kindly. Tsukiko really didn't see why it warranted a thank you, but then again, buying a pizza was as trivial as buying a can of soda for someone. It was pocket change. Her opinion of what deemed a 'thank you' might have been a little warped from the wealth, she wasn't really sure. Still, it was nice to meet someone who was grateful. She had not met many in Korea that saw her as more than an 'idol'. She often was used for her money, which didn't really bother her... but still, being around someone who seemed to be genuine, it was a nice change of pace.

“There's always drink vending machines on the way if we get thirsty.”

Tapping her cheek, Tsukiko tried to decide what kind of drink she wanted. She wasn't choosy when it came to beverages, she was much more selective with food though. As they were short for time she didn't want to find herself staring blankly at the vending machines. She wasn't really sure what the selections were, so she assumed she would go the safest route and choose water. It was healthy, but it also was typically in most vending machines.

"She's looked out for me too. There's no need to thank me.”

The more they began to talk, the more she was grateful to have gotten back so quickly. It seemed talking to him was going to pay off rather splendidly. She was already learning things about her cousin that Shiori was too uptight to share. Oh..? Tsukiko' brow quirked in curiosity, but she kept it to herself. Asking too many questions or prying into the relationship he seemed to have with her cousin too much would ruin everything. Patience was rewarding... at least that's what her manager always said. Tsukiko figured she would find out sooner or later, "That's nice. It's good to see she's managed to extend her circle beyond Kazuhiko. She always depended on him too much if you ask me." Tsukiko let out a soft sigh as if Shiori making friends actually made her feel better. When he wasn't looking she smiled to herself between bites because she was just toying around. It was probably poor form to be doing this, but she was simply having too much fun meddling. She highly doubted he would know who Kazuhiko was, and dropping a bit of mischief here and there definitely would make her time spent at Airdalen much more interesting. Besides, she was curious to see his reaction. Tsukiko did happen to know that even though Shiori's circle had grown, she didn't seem to have too many friends here just yet. She barely saw her cousin around anyone except the boy she met at Inryoku named Akira and the one currently sitting with her. Are you just pretending to be shy to get closer to boys? Tsukiko thought to herself, not really caring if her cousin found out what she was up to or didn't appreciate her methods of gaining information.

“Yeah. Science class in lab G.7.. building C.”

As he told her the class he would be in, her golden eyes flickered with amusement for a split second, "Guess we are classmates then~" Tsukiko smiled happily. In general, she was truly satisfied, the pizza was a nice treat, one that Miyuki normally would not have allowed her to have, but her promising that she was sharing the pizza was a bit of reassurance for his peace of mind. At least she wouldn't feel pressured to eat it all. It also didn't hurt to have handsome company to share it with, did it? Looking over her shoulder, Tsukiko tried to see if Shiori was coming... but also she wondered what was holding Kaito up. Beginning to worry about Shiori, Tsukiko began to twirl a strand of her hair around her finger.

“You got something, there.”

Instead of taking a napkin and wiping her lips, Tsukiko licked the small spot of pizza from her mouth since his eyes had lingered there, "Did I get it?" She asked curiously, leaning toward him, bracing herself with one hand on the grass beside him, taking his tie in her hand. It was easier to ease her worries about Shiori if she focused on her flirting. Besides, she was probably worried over nothing. How was she supposed to know that he knew Shiori? Giving it a playful tug, "Should we go check on Shii-chan?" she whispered softly, being careful not to invade his space too much. She kept a few inches between their faces since she had just met him. Getting too familiar would give likely give off the impression that she was a whore. Despite her attempts at tempting him and the flirtatious banter, that actually wasn't the case, "I can't steal her boytoy, can I?" She asked with a smile, almost as if she was asking for permission. She wasn't a whore, but she sure as hell did try her best to be a tease.

"Tsu-chan! What are you doing to him now?"

ImageShiori's flustered and annoyed tone filled her ears, a small smirk forming on her lips. Changing her mind a bit, Tsukiko leaned in like she was going to kiss Rhys, doing it just to see his reaction, but also Shiori's. Just before their lips could brush, however, she withdrew, letting his tie slip from her hands slowly before standing up, "I thought I saw a leaf in his hair~ Don't blame him. He was a perfect gentleman." Tsukiko practically sang, obviously pleased with herself, the lie coming from her lips with such natural grace, but she wasn't going to throw him under the bus. She wasn't that cruel. However.. she was cruel enough to do something else, "Do I sense jealousy? she teased, calling her older cousin out.





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Once Shiori finally subdued her defiant stockings, she exited the girl's locker room. There wasn't a lot of time, so she decided she would head straight to the spot she agreed to meet Rhys, but before she could make it across the gym, her wrist was captured and she was jerked backward. Gasping loudly, Shiori found herself spun around to face whoever had seized her. Shiori's hand quickly shot forward to slap the owner of that hand, but his opposite hand had caught her free wrist just in time, restraining her effectively, "Is that any way to treat an old friend...?" Kaito taunted, Shiori immediately glaring up at him. Despite her struggles, his hold on her was solid. He was stronger than her, but she already knew that... she just couldn't let herself become compliant without at least putting up a fight first. Finding herself slammed into the wall without regard to her well-being, Shiori let out a soft hiss.

"Let go of me right now, Miyuu-San!" She demanded, her tone laced with venom despite her predicament. Once her efforts to resist him ceased, he released one of her wrists, lifting her chin up, letting it rest on his index finger and thumb as he all but forced her to look him in the eyes, "You didn't tell me you had a cousin... It appears she is just as irritating as you..." he whispered, Shiori flinching as his grip on her wrist tightened. His hold was not as harsh as Takumi's had been on her face, but she couldn't pry herself loose either. Even as she kicked him, it seemed to only annoy him, not actually having any effect in her potentially escaping him.

Pinning her leg between his, Kaito sighed in an irritable manner, "Let's go say hi, shall we? I wouldn't try anything stupid again. I still owe you for that drink.." he was obviously not amused by something that had happened in their past and Shiori's eyes widening told him she remembered exactly what incident he was addressing. As his hands gently released her, Shiori shoved him away, her own small form of defiance as she began her walk out, her fingers shaking as he followed shortly behind. Putting them in her pockets as she drew closer to the exit, she waited for him to open the door. She didn't want anyone to see how her hands trembled, especially not Tsukiko or Rhys. Kaito opened the door for her with a smirk, well aware that he had shaken her up quite a bit, remaining guarded in case she tried to surprise him with a well-timed slap to the face. After how she humiliated him at that party, he refused to believe that he could be too careful around Shiori.

The walk wasn't that far, and before she could call out to them, Shiori's eyes widened as she witnessed her cousin leaning in toward Rhys, grabbing his tie. The position, it looked very mature from where she was standing and made her cheeks flush. There was no way she could have ever mustered up that kind of confidence, not as she was now. Her chest ached seeing her cousin that close to her junior, but she wasn't entirely sure why. Kaito's eyes scanned Shiori, then Tsukiko. How much better could this get?

"I can't steal her boytoy, can I?"

Laughing a bit, Kaito decided to throw his two cents into the matter, leaning dow a little so his head was level with Shiori's ear, "Oh? Do you like him...? I wonder...do you think they'll kiss?" He taunted her, whispering just loud enough for only her to overhear. Realizing that this was bothering her, at least to some degree, he couldn't help but take advantage and pour salt in the wound. He was curious to see why, but he was also glad that Tsukiko found someone else to flirt with. After her threatening behavior before, he decided they were never going to get along.

"Tsu-chan! What are you doing to him now?" Shiori called out unamused by her cousin's antics, unable to contain herself anymore. Her hands inside of her pockets balled into tight fists, trying to keep herself under control. Kaito could sense how tense she was becoming, as he was standing behind her he could see her shoulders going ridgid. It was very entertaining to see someone who had been so cold to him in the past, a girl who had been so socially withdrawn, acting this way. Despite how he was taunting her, Kaito's eyes widened just as much as Shiori's when Tsukiko leaned in. He didn't actually expect them to kiss!! He watched, far more detached than Shiori as he wasn't really familiar with Tsukiko or Rhys. They were acquaintances to him, nothing more.

"I thought I saw a leaf in his hair~ Don't blame him. He was a perfect gentleman. Do I sense jealousy?

As Shiori choked on words, unable to find what she wanted to say, Kaito rubbed the back of his neck, "If you two are going to flirt like that, you won't mind if I do the same, right?" He responded with a disinterested tone, his arms wrapping around Shiori from behind her, pulling her close right in front of Tsukiko and Rhys, making sure to catch her arms in his hold so she couldn't maul him for being so forward. He could tell she was blushing, he just was looking to diffuse some of her inner turmoil, help her save face. His quick motion made it a little obvious he knew about her... habit of being defensive. Shiori immediately tried to pry herself free of him, and he only chuckled, "Sorry I kept her from you~ We were... catching up.." He called out to the other two, winking at them as he tightened his hold, keeping her close to him. It was easier for him, given he wasn't very tall, but she was far more petite than Tsukiko so he found hugging her to be far more rewarding. She made him feel like he was actually a guy, her height didn't threaten him. Hugging Shiori didn't make him feel emasculated, as he initiated it and she wasn't as close in height with him as Tsukiko. He realized he was making it sound like he knew Shiori far better than he actually did, but that was the price of what he aimed to do.

"Let go, idiot! Don't' act like we're friends. I never gave you permission to touch me!" Shiori snapped at him, shoving his shoulder when he finally released her. Dusting herself off, she took a deep breath, trying to level her tone as she glanced in Rhys' and Tsukiko's general direction, "We should all head to class." She reminded the group softly, heading off first. It was just a lot easier to focus on the class that would start than to face what was going on. Distancing herself was not the answer, but she didn't feel like she was in the right mindset to handle the situation. She couldn't get the picture of them out of her head, and unfortunately, from her poor view of their position, she wasn't entirely sure if Tsukiko had kissed him or not.

"I guess we follow her unless we want to get ourselves lost... I still want a slice of that pizza though." Kaito grinned like a child in a candy store. He definitely seemed to enjoy the conflict that was brewing, even going as far as stirring the pot. He slowly began walking behind Shiori, checking to see if the other two were coming. In his own twisted way, he had pulled Shiori in that hug as a service to her, hoping it would draw everyone's attention away from Tsukiko asking her if she was jealous. Who can be that cold hearted to their own cousin...? What a bitch... He thought sighing softly to himself. Doing nice things wasn't his style, especially when he didn't even get a thank you. He didn't realize that his actions could have easily been interpreted as the exact opposite of doing Shiori a favor. In that sense, he was just as oblivious to the world of women as every other high school boy. Even as much as he disliked Shiori, he couldn't help feeling sympathy. How could he be cruel to her when he had never seen her behave like that? It was like beating up a kitten. Even he wasn't that heartless.... still, he hoped she realized this wasn't a truce. It was a one time favor, and he definitely planned to go back to making her miserable. Still, he didn't like seeing girls hurt in that way, and he definitely hated seeing them cry. He wasn't sure if she would, given her closed off personality, but he didn't want to take any chances. Girls are such a pain...





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Notoriety: +1 Kaito, Tsukiko -- From Shiori





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Both Tsukiko and Shiori thought spending money on others was nothing. The Kitogawa family must be well off. Rhys was working class and he realized he has to search for a part time job to get ahead. Currently he was living off the modelling gig's money that was a large sum but not large enough to last forever. He had a few months of savings at best. It's good he doesn't shop much and his home was simple living like a minimalist. "That's nice. It's good to see she's managed to extend her circle beyond Kazuhiko. She always depended on him too much if you ask me." Rhys looked at the ground confused. Kazuhiko? Shiori never mentioned him and he couldn't see his senior depending on a guy because of the difficulties they faced constantly just to understand each other. She was antsy around men and being touched. How could she depend on one too much? Confused, he scratched over his uniform pants where his knee was. Thinking more, the picture got clearer. He flashbacked to the man carrying her in a suit that morning. Kazuhiko? He stopped scratching and furrowed his brows. He wasn't sure but it was possible. Getting carried is too much.

"Guess we are classmates then~" He glanced over to catch Tsukiko's pleased expression that they shared class. He didn't mind but he did wonder if the pink-haired girl might sit with him or had other friends to sit with. She might distract him because it's hard to be platonic and ignore her suggestiveness. "Did I get it?" She licked the sauce off the side of her mouth and worse, Rhys had watched. He averted his gaze same as earlier.“Mhm.” He murmured getting uncomfortable around her but his demeanor didn't give anything away. His only discomfort sign was continuously looking away because that's all he could manage. He wasn't going to ditch his senior's cousin and Tsukiko bought the pizza. He shouldn't act rude.

Looking away was a futile effort when Tsukiko changed position. The daring pink-haired girl set herself over and in front of him. Rhys' eyes widened a little taken off guard. He hadn't been hit on this boldly before and the situation wasn't innocent no matter who looked at it. She tugged his tie and he gulped, his adam's apple the only giveaway with his confident exterior that he always wore. He owed his upbringing for it. The people he was surrounded with all shared the same coolness and it rubbed off on him. "Should we go check on Shii-chan?" Rhys didn't expect the pink-haired girl to bring up her cousin in this position and leaning close to his face but it was something that needed to be considered. Shiori was taking a really long time. It also kept his mind off indecent things. He wasn't a pervert but he is a guy attracted to her. “Yeah. I'm worried too.” He agreed, ready to get up and look for his senior but Tsukiko didn't budge and wasn't finished with him.

"I can't steal her boytoy, can I?" Rhys looked back into her golden-brown eyes because he couldn't avoid them anymore. He was also confused why she was flirting with him and talking about her cousin during it. I don't understand women... His left hand shifted forward, bringing his face closer to Tsukiko unintentionally. Rhys just wanted to move it before it got numb and get ready for the search when she was done messing with him. She was bold no argument there but he didn't believe she was going to do more than she had already done when they just got acquainted. “We're not like that.” He stated. Rhys didn't understand a goddamn thing about what was going on between Tsukiko and Shiori but he knows his place. He's just Shiori's junior and friend. They were not more than that. He didn't clarify it to Tsukiko to declare he was open to being her boytoy but he had been vague.

"Tsu-chan! What are you doing to him now?" Rhys was startled by Shiori's voice and his hands on the ground supporting him changed into fists. He turned his gaze to her feeling both relieved and awkward. He was glad Shiori was back but it was awkward being seen with her own cousin on top of him. Fuck. He cursed mentally about the situation. He had earned Shiori's trust slowly and he was afraid it was going to crumble in these ticking seconds. He knew she didn't like him 'managing girls he's just met'. That's not what he was doing but that's what it looked like. That's what Shiori saw. He glanced back at Tsukiko expecting her to get sheepish and stop because they'd been caught but he was wrong. Her boldness didn't waver and she leaned in closer to his face.Is she...? Rhys was frozen stiff in the shock. He did think about kissing her before but it was a fleeting thought, a pubescent one too. He knows it's wrong to kiss a girl you just met. He's not like that. Her lips got closer to his and he was ready to withdraw but Tsukiko did it first.

His heart was thumping from the anticipation and anxiety of how dead he was to his senior. I'm screwed. Her own cousin... Fuck. He's still glad Tsukiko was just teasing because he was mindful it'd embarrass her if he was the one to turn away then. The pink-haired girl stood up and Rhys did too after checking the pizza was alright. It got moved a bit after that but hadn't toppled onto the ground somehow."I thought I saw a leaf in his hair~ Don't blame him. He was a perfect gentleman." Rhys brushed down his uniform to remove the grass and dirt quickly, carrying the pizza box and just noticed the guy with Shiori now because he'd been overly focused on what his senior was thinking. That guy wasn't Kazuhiko though but another one that he met in the morning with Akira. He nodded to Kaito just to acknowledge him.

"Do I sense jealousy?" Rhys looked back at Tsukiko surprised at the question but didn't stay there for long because of what happened next. "If you two are going to flirt like that, you won't mind if I do the same, right?" What? He didn't know Kaito very well and the guy's arms wrapping around his senior made him angry. "Sorry I kept her from you~ We were... catching up.." Kaito winked and chuckled while Shiori struggled against him. His eyes narrowed and he stepped forward about to take action and say he minds but Shiori's voice snapped him out of it. "Let go, idiot! Don't act like we're friends. I never gave you permission to touch me!" His shoe that had stepped forward stepped back again to where it was before when she pried herself away. He smiled bitterly because he was mixed between relief and rage. Kaito had gone too far. It was just a hug, more innocent than what he and Tsukiko were up to but Shiori was sensitive about physical contact. He was relieved his senior could speak up about it and handle herself.

"We should all head to class." Shiori led the way but he knew better than to think she was distancing herself just because she was the only senior in the group. He sighed inwardly praying the chaos would die down and that Shiori didn't hate his guts. If she did, he'd think it's because of what she had seen and that it was with her cousin. Not anything else. "I guess we follow her unless we want to get ourselves lost... I still want a slice of that pizza though." Rhys glared at Kaito's back when the guy turned to follow behind Shiori. He fucking smiled. His grasp on the pizza box's side got stronger and it got crushed a little. “Let's go.” He said to Tsukiko but only looking ahead. He walked past Kaito, looking over his shoulder with a warning glare. “You know she doesn't like being touched.” He muttered under his breath and gritted his teeth. Do that again and I'll kill you. What he didn't say, his harsh brown eyes would. Rhys turned back around to catch up with Shiori. It wasn't hard because of his long strides but he stayed behind her to give her space. Rhys had no idea how much his senior might hate him. “Kitogawa-senpai.. you should eat. Take a slice.” He attempted to talk to her in a soft voice. It wasn't his pizza to give but Tsukiko already said the three of them would share. He didn't know if Kaito was in on that deal but he wasn't going to be the one to hand it over. He'd sooner beat that guy with the box, expulsion be damned.



Charm +1 Tsukiko
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The reaction he got from at least the guy he met earlier named Rhys made his efforts worthwhile. While it was a stark contrast to what he had originally planned to do when he found Shiori, it still wasn't half bad. Running a hand through his hair, Kaito realized he was probably making a bad reputation for himself, but that wasn't necessarily unwelcome. He only truly cared about one person's opinion of him. If the rest of the entire school hated his guts, then so be it. He wasn't looking for anyone's approval but her's. Still, he had to admit hugging Shiori wasn't as bad as he thought. She was really small and feminine despite her annoying mouth. Perhaps with a little duct tape, she might be somewhat tolerable. The thought brought a smirk to his lips as he followed behind her. I suppose I'll find ways to amuse myself while I'm here after all.. Kaito thought to himself. His uniform was in complete disorder. His shirt was not tucked in, the first button was undone, his tie was loose and crooked. He dressed the complete opposite of Akira, who was nearly strait-laced in appearance aside from her messy hair and slightly loosened tie. While they looked so much alike, they could not have been more different.

“You know she doesn't like being touched.”

Tilting his head to meet Rhys's glare, Kaito almost laughed, but he managed to fight the temptation. Realizing he only had a small window to reply, Kaito shot back his own words toward Rhys, "She's so cute when she's mad though, no?" Kaito replied swiftly, then his pale blue eyes narrowed as an interesting question crossed his mind. He was going to push a few more buttons whilst he had the other boy so riled up. Kaito wasn't attending Airdalen for his education or to meet new people, he could do both of those things anywhere. Neither really mattered all that much to him right now anyway. However, while he waited patiently to make his next move toward his true goal he could at least enjoy the conflicts along the way, "Why do you care so much about what I do with her? I've known her so much longer than you have... Wait... Don't tell me... Did you want to hear her say she was jealous..?" Kaito teased him quietly, making sure that Shiori would not be able to hear him. He was unsure if Tsukiko would be able to, but he really didn't care if she did. He was mostly trying to remind her that even if she could handle herself, Shiori was much smaller than her and really wouldn't be able to fight him off. It didn't go as he originally planned though. He didn't expect Rhys to be there and he ended up feeling sympathy for Shiori. While many would consider what he had done to be crossing the line, he felt it was better than letting the others see how torn up she was...or worse... her stumbling over Tsukiko's question. While he realized it wasn't smart to piss off a guy so much bigger than him, that normally wasn't enough to shut Kaito up. He had his ass kicked plenty of times in the past, but Kaito never seemed to learn his lesson. Being hit, it didn't scare him. He didn't enjoy it, he wasn't that sick in the head, but the pain of getting hit was only a temporary thing. It would go away and all wounds heal, in time. Besides, even if they don't, scars just mean your life was interesting.

He decided to hang back with Tsukiko for the time being, letting Rhys struggle to smooth things over with Shiori. When his eyes met Tsukiko's, Kaito frowned a bit, "You're a heartless bitch, you know that?" He told her in an ice cold manner, wrapping his arm around her shoulders so their conversation would not be heard by the other two. Kaito followed Rhys and Shiori at Tsukiko's pace. Yes, Rhys was right. Kaito knew very well that Shiori did not like to be touched. He had met her several times in the past. Her father's parties were one of the rare events he was allowed to attend with his father, but even then he was not allowed to be anywhere near him. He didn't want paparazzi to get a photo of his son's face, and even if they did, he doubted they would be able to associate them if he completely ignored his son. It kept Kaito in a very unpleasant mood back then, and as a result, he had said some very hurtful things to Shiori. It was then she threw a drink in his face. That was enough to piss Kaito off. It had been the first time a girl had denied his advances and humiliated him to such a degree, and he was hell bent on making her pay for it, "I hate her, but... so I might just shift your guilt onto her... She is so much more... vulnerable." He whispered in Tsukiko's ear dangerously. He was mostly testing the waters to see if she was as stone cold as he assumed. As he had a little sister as well, technically... he knew what protectiveness looked like. He had felt it when Kei had went for Akira in Tag Rugby, and he needed to know if this girl felt that way about her cousin. If she did, he could use that to his own amusement.

Letting out a sigh and smiling at the sky he released his hold on Tsukiko, "So do I get that slice now?" He asked her, sticking his tongue out at her playfully. He wasn't taking any of this seriously, at least not on the outside. Kaito seemed to be playing with all of them at every turn. In his own way, he was trying to help them, but he wasn't about to sacrifice his amusement. He wasn't a philanthropist after all.





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