Getsu Aragi's Story

Getsu sighed softly to himself. A new school and a new beginning. That's where he was right now; a new school, the Red Rose School for Boys, and a new beginning, where maybe people wouldn't be so hostile. At least, he hoped so. Getsu was tired of being made fun of and shunned everywhere he went. Really, was it so bad to have naturally purple hair? That's how it always began, at least. Life really wasn't fair sometimes.

Getsu shook his head, a bit irritated. He had gotten lost in thought again. Getsu pulled a notepad out of his pocket, idly jotting down a few notes on it as he walked. The notepad was for him to record anything that may be useful to him in his books, so he could remember it for later. He always was writing stories or reading; it's what he was best at. So he kept a notepad with him so he could record any ideas that struck him before he forgot about it. Getsu continued walking, wondering if today would be the day he made a friend here. He hoped someone would be friendly enough to talk to him, though, as attempting to start conversation with someone he didn't know was very difficult for him, and he would quickly get nervous in those situations. So he always waited for someone to come to him.

OOC:whoops accident

OOC: I suppose this post doesn't work without Luke's

"i'm pretty sure they have a cooking club, i did hear someone talking about one while i was coming over here" satoshi then shot up in surprise. "oh, i haven't registered for school yet, i better get going, see ya' he ran off on his way to the office. on the way to the office he bumped in to Getsu without noticing making him drop his notebook.

Getsu, not exactly watching where he was going, didn't notice Satoshi. As a result, they collided. Getsu dropped his notebook, but remained standing. The brunette who had bumped into him didn't seem to notice, but Getsu wasn't particularly bothered by this. He calmly picked his notebook back up, pocketing it, and turned to the boy who he had collided with.

"Hey, are you alright?" Getsu asked politely, concerned for the boy. "I should've paid more attention to where I'm going, sorry."

"huh?" he felt something heavy hit his arm, kinda like a weight. satoshi turns around while holding his arm and wincing in pain. "ow, oh don't be sorry it was my fault, i was running and not paying attention to where i was going." he chuckles and remembers where he was going. "i was going to the office to register but i forgot." he pauses for a second to catch some breath he lost while running. "where is the office?"

"Are you sure you're fine?" Getsu said, seeing Satoshi holding his arm. "I can lead you to the office, but you'll have to promise to let me bring you to the nurse afterwards to check your arm. Deal?" Getsu gave the boy a faint smile as he spoke, wondering if this boy would be the first friend he'd make here.

"I'm fine I swear." Than the pain of his arm made him wince. "Argh, ok fine, thanks for helping me" he said with a sigh. "Oh and nice hair" the great big smile he had soon returned to his face.

"Thanks," Getsu said, returning the boy's smile. "I'm Getsu, by the way. What's your name?" Getsu led the way to the office for the boy as he spoke.

"I'm satoshi nice to meet you" he winced in pain once again "damn, this really hurts. What's your name?" He held out his hand to greet the other male.

Getsu sighed, realizing he hadn't said his name nearly loud enough. "I'm Getsu Aragi." He said, shaking Satoshi's hand. The office was just ahead, and next door to it was the infirmary. Getsu opened the office door to allow Satoshi in first.

"Well, hey, at least she cares about you." Fala said, keeping his optimistic outlook. "I mean, I see how it can hey annoying. But she's doing it out of love, right?" Fala opened his mouth to speak again, but was struck by a sudden thought and closed it. He hesitated before speaking again, trying to remember the answer to his mental question. Eventually he gave up and asked the others, unable to remember the answer.

"What... what day is it?" Fala said, puzzled. "Because, considering the time, either it's the weekend, or school already started for the day... And if it did, I need to figure out what class I'm headed to."

***

Getsu, meanwhile, was standing just outside the office building and saw a man with green hair approaching. He looked about Getsu's age, perhaps a bit older. Getsu sighed softly to himself. Should he greet this person? What would they think of him? He shook his mind free of questions. Perhaps this man would greet Getsu on his own. Getsu couldn't bring himself to do it, anyway, so he could only hope the man would.

satoshi was leaving but on his way out the door hie seen everette walking his way "oh, hey everette what are you doing here. I just got registered, class 2-A. he said wincing in pain once again. "i better go get this check out, i ended up bumping in to getsu here, so i asked him to escort me. And when i mean bumped i mean bumped"

"I suppose I should be getting to class, too." Fala said. "Where are you headed, Aki?" Fala picked his jacket back up, waiting for Aki's response.

***

Getsu sighed as he watched Satoshi head towards the infirmary. He hoped he could find out how the boy's arm was, but he supposed he could check back in on the boy later. For now, Getsu headed off to class, idly jotting down notes on his pad as he walked.

Getsu sighed as he opened the door to his class. He was late, and no matter how he entered the class, he knew he'd be the center of attention. Getsu hated it. It always made him wish he could just disappear. If only it were that simple. However, upon opening the door to class, he found that he was not the center of attention. Casually making his way to a seat in the back, Getsu was pleased that more people had noticed the red haired boy who arrived before him. He did feel sorry for the boy, but now was simply the time for paying attention. He did hope the boy wasn't in all too much trouble, though.

Everette smiled lightly. "Good Morning." He then saw Satoshi in the office. "oh, hey everette what are you doing here. I just got registered, class 2-A. he said wincing in pain once again. "i better go get this check out, i ended up bumping in to getsu here, so i asked him to escort me. And when i mean bumped i mean bumped" Everette chuckled a bit. "I am just barely getting my class register." He says as he fills the papers out and grabbed his schedule. Taking a quick glance on it. "Looks like I am in 2B."

Roy could sense the irritation coming off of the dark haired boy next to him. And staring eyes coming from a boy who sat a little behind him. Roy had always been sensitive to other peoples feelings and he could always feel when someone was staring. It always put him a little uneasy. He sighed and pulled out a blank piece of paper and began to draw quietly. On the side of the paper he drew small things like sketches of people playing basketball or soccer. But then he decided to draw someone. He only needed a muse. Not having one for the time being he drew faint outlines and when he was done and all that needed to be filled in were the details of a person he put the drawing aside and quickly jotted down the notes that were on the board so as not to get behind on his work.

Fala grinned at Aki's challenge. His brothers had made him compete in challenges time and time again as their way of settling arguments, and he could never back down from such a challenge. Searching through his library of games, Fala selected Street Fighter IV from the small bookshelf that held games, sorted by console as well as title. He was an organized person, and this was no exception. Fala put the game in and started it up, handing Aki a controller.

"I hope you're ready to lose that bet." Fala said, grinning.

***

Getsu walked into the classroom, his backpack slung idly over one shoulder, jotting one last note in his pad before putting it away. A boy with rather outdated clothes seemed to be talking to a smaller, cuter boy, who looked as if he was going to fall asleep at any moment. Getsu sighed, shaking his head. Mr. Green was not going to be in a good mood, as always. Getsu was one of his least favorite students, as he was generally too absorbed in writing to pay attention. Today was no exception to this. Getsu pulled his small "NetBook" laptop from his bag, waiting for it to boot up so he could add to his latest tale. The notepad open next to his laptop, Getsu left the boring classroom, delving once again into a vast world of fantasy that he wove with his mind as his fingers danced over the keyboard. The lesson didn't matter anymore; the world, his world, was in need of saving, and only he could decide its fate. Hopefully he would be able to finish the chapter he was in the middle of before Mr. Green realized he wasn't actually taking notes... again.

Fala couldn't help but smile seeing Aki's expression. It was simply confusion, yet somehow Fala found it to be... cute. But it couldn't be cute... not to Fala. Akitsune was a boy, just like Fala, and there was no way that he could find another boy to be so cute. Yet he did, and the slow blush that spread across his face showed that. Hoping that Aki hadn't noticed, Fala began searching through the drawer for controllers for something to aid Aki. In reality, it wasn't in that drawer, because it was the wrong drawer entirely, and Fala knew that... or he would have if he weren't so focused on Aki, and why Aki couldn't be cute no matter what because he was the same gender as Fala. After all, Fala was straight... right? But... he couldn't recall any girls he found himself legitimately attracted to recently. Sure, he could remember a few attractive girls he met before coming to school, but none of them interested him like Akitsune did normally, and even more so just then. But Fala was a stubborn boy, and refused to accept that he was even the least bit interested in Aki like that.

Returning to the world outside of his thoughts, Fala accidentally hit his head on the top of the drawer as he tried to pull it out, as he had made a point of searching the back of the drawer to hide his blush. Fala held the back of his head, pain lancing through his skull at the lightest touch, as he closed the drawer and looked in the one below it. When he was sure his blush had faded, Fala pulled out an arcade stick with six buttons, each labeled with their in-game function, and a classic joystick.

"Does this make it any easier?" Fala asked, grinning awkwardly. A faint blush spread across his cheeks when he saw Aki, but it was barely noticeable. Fala held his hand over the back of his head where it had hit the drawer, a small bump starting to form, his skull throbbing in pain. He managed to keep that hidden, though, and maintained a cheerful expression.

***

"Are you even listening, Mister Aragi?" Mr. Green shouted, dragging Getsu back to reality. "You need to pay more attention if you want to stay in school! You're lucky I haven't taken that laptop away from you!" Getsu simply rolled his eyes, saving what he had added to his most recent book and closing the document. Looking behind him, Getsu realized that the small, sleepy boy (Alexander) was behind him, his expression vacant. Obviously he hadn't been reading what was on Getsu's laptop, much to Getsu's relief. He was somewhat paranoid about that, always worried someone would steal his ideas. Of course, he was also eager to share his works with others, just so they could enjoy it; that was, after all, why he wrote them in the first place, aside from his personal enjoyment. He saw no reason to write if not for the mere possibility that it could bring others the same enjoyment it brought to him. Glancing at the sleepy boy's reflection in his computer screen, Getsu smiled a bit to himself. The boy was, in Getsu's opinion, adorable, although he wasn't sure if it was enhanced at all by his expression. However, Getsu could tell that this boy wouldn't do much to start conversation between them on his own. Not wanting to turn around and risk incurring Mr. Green's wrath once more, he opened a blank document, maximizing the font size. He blacked out half of the screen afterwards, allowing him to boy's face thanks to the reflection, not needing to turn around and risk attracting Mr. Green's attention. Getsu typed a few words on the blank half of the screen, the font more than large enough to attract the sleepy boy's attention despite the fact that his eyes were only half open and were not focused on anything in particular.

What's your name? Getsu paused before adding on to the question. Just whisper it to me. It'll keep the teacher from noticing if I don't talk, because I'd have to turn around for you to hear me at all. When he was finished typing, Getsu slid the laptop to the side slightly so that Alex alone could see the message, but Getsu could still see the boy's reflection.

With a jump Alex shook his head and took in a deep breath, trying to relax from the slamming. Slowly he opened his eyes to look at the board, but noticed below his eyes the computer screen of the boy in front of him. With a slight tilt of his head he looked around to see if anyone was looking, and leaned forward to whisper into the boys ear;

"Alex..." He whispered in a barely inaudible tone from fear Green would turn around to see him. As he whispered Iason could see that he was blushing slightly from all of the attention he was getting from both of the cute boys, with his knees rubbing into each other in nervousness.