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 Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 10:59 pm
~~Ururu Hisaki *Sleepless*~~  Ururu tried his hardest to pay attentiuon to Kichi as he helped him study the material that he was already suppose to have read last night. So far, he had already known most of the things about a Fighter...he had known ever since his benefactor had told him 10 years ago. He had already even knew about the bond between the fight and a Sacrifice...he had dreamed about having one ever since he had been 10 years old. The only things he didn't know about was how a Sacrifice functioned..and that was obviously because he was a fighter.
"Ah, I get it!" Ururu said excitedly as the information began to click in his mind. " I'm surprised the reading was this easy! If I would have known, then I probably would have done the homework last night!" He grinned happily towards the little boy, who smiled back at him.
Ururu took a few seconds to stare at Kichi. They had only been living with each other for a short amount of time, but even so..he had learned to sense the things that the boy was thinking about...
Quickly standing up, Ururu grabbed Kichi's hand and led him to the door.
"Ne, Rauko-Senseiiiii~ We had to go to the bathroom! I promise I won't try to run away!" Ururu grinned sheepishly before pulling Kichi outside the door.
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 11:17 pm
Kichi Mahiko †† sleepless ††  Kichi was surprised as he was pulled out the door, barely managing to bow to the teacher before he was dragged out."U-Ururu wha-?" He didn't get to finish his question before he got his answer.
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 11:28 pm
~~Ururu Hisaki *Sleepless*~~ Ururu dragged the boy the opposite way from the bathroom, towards the roof. It had been too stuffy in that classroom, plus his brain hrted from stressing and thinking too much; He needed an otlet...and what better outlet was there than his cute little sacrifice? Besides, he could tell that Kichi wanted some alone time too. He had gotten so good at reading the little boy's mind in such a short amout of time...he could say that it was because the two were partners, but he'd be lying. It was mostly because he really did love him.
Ururu dragged the little boy up the stairs and opened the door, a light breeze brushing his face before he closed the door behind Kichi.
"U-Ururu wha-?"
"Shh.." He mumbled before lightly kissing the boy on the lips.
He dragged up the fire escape so that they were standing on the highest point on the roof. He plopped down, pulling Kichi so that he were sitting on him.
"You wanted some alone time right? Geezus Kichi, if you want something all you have to do is ask. I'll obey whatever you say.." he said as he nuzzled his neck.
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 11:47 pm
Kichi Mahiko †† sleepless †† Kichi blushed at the kiss and let himself be led onto the roof, squeaking as he was pulled into his lap. At the question,he nodded some. He was about to answer but found that he couldn't form words as his neck was nuzzled, blushing. To his surprise. he began to purr lightly, causing his blush to increase.
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 11:55 pm
~~Ururu Hisaki *Sleepless*~~ Ururu continued to nuzzle Kichi's neck as he stayed content smelling his skin. It smelt like all the thinks he loved..lavender..chocolate...pocky...and Kichi...
Ururu was surprised when he heard the little boy purr gently. He looked up to see Kichi's face a bright shade of red.
"It seems your enjoying this much than I am.." He smirked. Getting an idea, Ururu began to lightly nibble on the boy's neck. "So..what do you want me to do...Kichi..." Ururu asked with an devilish underlying tone.
[[Uggghh short post T-T lol]]
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 5:21 am
Kichi Mahiko †† sleepless †† Kichi's blush only strengthened when he heard Ururu's comment and saw his smirk. He moaned softly at the nibble, quickly covering his mouth. After all, he didn't know what he wanted Ururu to do to him, but he didn't want that to stop.
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 10:59 am
 FUKI KOSAKURCHI
"W care an act as we see fit, to show our careless wit"
"Are you sure about that?" she asked in a teasing, slightly seductive voice as she continued to scratch his ears. "Hmm thats right. Then after that we realized we went to the same school." she said as she looked at Kino an Aya. "Then maybe wed should trade siblings then." she said as she looked at Kiki, "Ki-chan, if I give you Aya can I have Shun?" she asked smiling, not caring if Maki heard her or not.  AYA KOSAKURCHI
"We fall into slumber but are never graced with dream filled nights"
Aya gave a slight shook of his head as Fuki tried to trade him off again. Then again he didn't mind he did the same thing with Fuki. The two always tried to trade each other off. "Those two are more alike then us, and were actually twins." he said chuckling as he watched his sister Maki walk up to the front of the class, he forgot she was even there.  FOUNDLESS
Maki looked at Rauko smiling. "it is laid back, it makes me want to be a student again just to take this class all over." she giggled as she watched the other two return. Or one of them. The purple haired one. Maki was always a kind person, and very rarely did she judge a person. She glanced at the purple haired person studying him for a moment, "I don't like him." she murmered under her breath to herself. She looked up when she saw the pink haired kid walk in. But his fingers are in a splint. Something happened between the two that much was obvious. She glanced at the pink haired kid. Something about him also bugged her, but it wasn't the same feeling she got from the other. It was her nurse's intuition. She sighed. She glanced at Rauko, frowning. "Your over thinking things again aren't you?" she asked.
Leaning back slightly she looked up at the ceiling. She looked out the window. "It feels like something's moving to fast doesn't it?" she asked watching his reaction. She looked at the students. It seems a few of them already feel something. "Well whatever it is, all we can do is train and help them develop. Teach them how to fight and what not. Well whatever comes comes." she smiled, that was always like her. Go along with the wind. CarefreeYour and wanderous. Foundless. She gently placing her hand on top of Rauko's. "Well whatever it is, just call me if you need any help. You or Az. After all I need to repay you two somehow." she giggled still feeling indebted to them.
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 2:20 pm
((Used the word ‘then’ twice, makes me cranky…)) Hisa had so thoroughly slipped into autopilot that she hadn’t noticed when Ryoji and Shuichi had returned and that she hadn’t noticed when Ururu and Kichi had left. But as soon as Maki’s hand was over Rauko’s, Hisa snapped back to reality, the same edge of possessiveness from earlier clearing her muddled thoughts. It was then, that Hisa felt her feelings of foreboding return, a dark haze settling over her vision. She could almost see the dark atmosphere, like a cloak that covered the whole classroom. For a moment Hisa couldn’t breathe, it was so real, so suffocating… And then, it was gone, hidden from her view. Shivers skittered down Hisa’s back causing her ears to flatten and her tail to switch viciously. She barely concealed a hiss. Something bad was on its way and she knew it.
—Relentless—
"Relentless to survive, Relentless to protect— Relentless in life."
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 7:12 pm
--Relentless--
"Relentless to survive, Relentless to protect -- Relentless in life."
Laid back. That was for certain. "Yeah, to just take this class again, but have the laid back feeling that's here, that would be fun. But we would kick our partners if we only did that." Rauko chuckled softly as he watched the first team enter, his eyes picking up on the splint. Why did they always have to beat themselves or the bathroom up? Rauko felt himself sigh as he watched that team enter. Standing, Rauko watched yet another team leave. Why was everyone leaving? Of course, the class was far too laid back compared to his own class.
"You know me so well, Maki. You can always tell when I am over thinking things." Rauko smiled weakly. Too much was happening way to quick and with the pressure building in his mind, Rauko was very tempted to bring the wall around his mind back up to keep things from bothering him. If he did that, Rauko knew that the fighters around would feel the tension building in their teacher. "You feel it too, Maki? It is all we can do. We can't let them know what's going on, if even something is going on. For the first time in my life, Maki, I fear what is coming our way. Its as if.." Rauko shook his head. The dark forces from his father's time weren't alive, and if they were, why weren't they making themselves either known or starting up the war?
"Maki.. I don't want you to be involved with this. I know you want to help, but we have too many already involved. I don't even want the class involved with this. Nor our world. If what Az thinks is coming, then I want it just between me and them." The touch on his skin made his mind calm a bit more. Friendship. Even now, after so many years of being parted, the three were still friends. A good thing at a time like this, but Rauko didn't even want his brother or his own partner involved in what was coming.
 No longer a tool to use? At first Verin was thinking that he would lose Gin to the other side, then as if the other read his mind, Gin corrected that thought. But the fact that Gin may simply vanish? Neither side would be able to use his talents, but Verin would lose a trusted ally. As long as that day was far off on the horizon, Verin would not fret. No need to add extra stress to his life. Verin smiled a small smile, glad that Gin was allowing himself to be used as a tool for this war. "You have not disappointed, nor do I believe you will." It was a tiny threat, one that was not needed. 
"Gin..yuushijin?" Azreal asked just to make sure if he was correct on the name. Running through everything he knew, Azreal could not remember that name. Yet, it felt familiar for some reason. "I am sorry, Jin. I do not know that name. My brother may, but I do not." As Azreal finished the dishes, he hunted for that name and why it seemed so familiar to him. "Is there a reason why you ask?" Azreal stated as he dried his hands on the towel he was using to dry the dishes.
--Fearless--
"To fear the name, is to fear life itself."
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 7:53 pm
Somehow, Yuujinchou kept himself from sighing.
Though whether out of relief or disappointment, the young man had no idea.
"No real reason..." he replied, smiling slightly.
Of course there was a reason! But if Azreal didn't know his elder brother... then why get his Sacrifice caught up in his own personal turmoil?
Standing from the table, Yuujinchou found himself staring out the window as the rain continued to pour outside.
"I suppose..." he began, but then stopped, trying to figure out how to better express himself. "I suppose that I only asked because of what happened to me earlier. Nothing more... Guess it's stupid to think that passing out like that... felt familiar somehow, ne?"
Granted... waking up to someone actually caring for him... had been an entirely new experience.
"Arigatou... Azreal... For not leaving me in the rain, I mean."
Sighing, Ryoji put his right cheek in the palm of one upturned hand and looked to his left, staring at Ryuichi. "If you don't fight, Hashimoto-san... then you can find out just what happens when I'm angry. If you DO decide to follow my orders... I can make the battle as painless as possible... but you have to follow every word. Otherwise..." the student sighed again, obviously bored. "I'll make you wish you were dead."
Laughing slightly, Ginyuushijin's eyes flashed. "If I ever do disappoint... you'll let me know, won't you, Verin-san?" he asked before training his cold blue gaze on the sliding doors.
They were shaking slightly, as if from the wind.
"The storm is picking up outside... too bad..." he whispered, as if half distracted.
Wind was his favorite element... the very air... far more useful than fire or water or earth in his opinion. Air was a controlling force... and yet invisible.
The perfect weapon of stealth and simplicity.
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 8:10 pm
--Relentless--
"Relentless to survive, Relentless to protect -- Relentless in life."
"Of course." Verin stated calmly as he watched Gin. The storm, oh how it brought back memories. Memories of how the storm kept the flames from spreading correctly or how the storm twisted around in too many uncontrollable patterns. Storms were always interesting to watch, seeing the destruction that some caused and the light that came up in others. It was like watching a battle, between earth and the wind, trying to figure out who would win. The clouds, helping the wind by causing the ground to become wet and soggy. Almost like how the neutral forces in his father's time helped the light to destroy his father. Steepling his fingers next to his lips, Verin thought of how to keep that same fate from happening again, how to keep the neutral, if it was still around any more, from helping the light in their battle against him.
No reason? Hm, interesting. There must be something that Jin was not telling him. Azreal put the dishes away before walking back into the living room, his eyes looking around before looking out the window where Jin now stood. "There could be an explanation as to why that felt familiar, but not stupid. We compare many things from our past to our present, as if in a da ja vu. Its happened to me many times." Azreal explained as he sat on the loveseat, his eyes watching Jin's form calmly.
"Why would I leave anyone that I care about, or even wish for my enemies, to be out in the rain? You are my partner, hopefully my friend as well, so I see no reason why you should be out in the rain." Azreal stated, not wanting that life on anyone. Just spending a night in the rain was hard let alone every time it stormed without a solid shelter. That was part of the past.
--Fearless--
"To fear the name, is to fear life itself."
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 8:37 pm
Laughing softly, Yuujinchou turned from the window and smiled to Azreal. "I didn't QUITE mean it like that... I mean, not to say you WOULD leave someone in the rain. Just that it wouldn't be the first time I woke up in the middle of a storm, drenched." he smiled once more, the look however... seeming to have a sad tint to it. "I suppose I used to have a habit of passing out... though I had thought I'd overcome it recently..."
Absently, Jin was running his fingers through his hair, as if thinking back or reflecting on something that he wasn't saying.
"Of course I count you as a friend. You're my Sacrifice, Azreal. What good would our bond be if we were not friend as well, hmm?"
Verin's steepled fingers did not go unnoticed.
Blue eyes flashed as Ginyuushijin brought his attention back to the man sitting across from him. "Your thoughts of battle are betrayed by the look in your eyes, Verin-san." Gin spoke softly as he poured the man another cup of tea. "I do hope you're not planning to engage in a fight so soon... there are many things that still must be considered, learned, and... located..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 9:08 pm
--Relentless--
"Relentless to survive, Relentless to protect -- Relentless in life."
"It is good that you understand me so." Verin stated, keeping back the other statement he wanted to say. Gin did know how to read him and at times it got frustrating. "The thoughts of battle that I am having are not of this time. I learn from past mistakes, especially those of my ancestors." Sure, his father may not be that late, but he was still from the past and something that Verin looked back on. Taking a sip of the tea, Verin nodded his silent thanks. "We are not to engage in a fight until we have our objectives complete. We are still a long ways to entering this battle." It was clear that Verin wanted to cause some anguish before getting into this battle, to maybe even cause the Shismar brothers pain and grief before entering the final battle.
"Ah. I see. That does make more sense now. Do forgive me, I have a lot on my mind at the moment." Azreal stated before looking around, thinking of how best to correct that without leaving himself open to questions. "Nothing that you need to worry about until you are fully recovered." That would hold off the questions for at least now. Jin did have the right to know, but it was something that Azreal wished to stay between his blood. More than likely his brother didn't want either of them in this war if it did come, just like their father and his partner. Such a messed up way to deal with these enemies of theirs.
"So, is this an exhaustion faint, the fact that you push yourself, or something else?" Azreal asked as he thought of the reason he believed caused this most recent fight. Two parts of the mind, one banished from returning unless dire which caused the body to faint in order to restore it to the normal mind set without causing trouble in the safe mind already created. "And you are my Fighter, Jin. There have been many partnerships that have not been with friendship or even with a mutual feeling between the two halves. Rebuking their other halves in order to strive for what they wanted and how they want to achieve it. I too count you as friend, but I have seen too many teams that shared no common ground nor tried to build a friendship between them." Especially with ones who just met no more than a few days ago. Friendship was not easy for the Shismar brother's to build.
--Fearless--
"To fear the name, is to fear life itself."
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 9:36 pm
"So... desu ne..." Yuujinchou whispered softly.
For a moment, his expression was unreadable. Then he spoke, his eyes guarded as he recalled the words.
"Tare o ka mo / Shiru hito ni semi / Takasago no / Matsu mo mukashi no / Tomo nara naku ni..." The man's gaze brightened as he smiled softly.
"It's a poem by Fujiwara no Okikaze..." Jin continued softly. "It means, 'Who shall I have for friends, / Now I have grown so old, / That even those ancient companions, / The pines of Takasago, / Are too far away.' I suppose... in my own odd way... I have never had a 'friend' in the sense that you mean. I have known people who I liked and tolerated quite well... but never a friend. To me... friendship isn't something I can see... it's... far away."
Again, Yuujinchou was running lithe fingers through his long hair idly at the shoulder.
"If the bond between a Fighter and Sacrifice does not need friendship to exist... so be it... but I would like to be friends, Azreal. I would like to know the feeling of having a companion... instead of always walking alone."
The young man was obviously embarrassed with his answer to Azreal's comment regarding friendship...
But it at least kept him from answering that all-important question about his fainting.
A question he really COULDN'T answer... because he didn't know the answer...
Smirking, Ginyuushijin nodded after sipping his tea. "Good... because my plans are far from fruition... and I would hate for them to be disrupted because of a petty fight or two. That, Verin-san, is where Nori and Aza come into the picture. They make a wonderful distraction..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 11:13 pm
Ruthless
This is a ruthless world and one must be ruthless to cope with it.
Shuichi watched Ryoji warily. On one hand he was morbidly curious as to what exactly his Sacrifice's threats would amount to, on the other hand he didn't really want to push his luck, he'd pushed it far enough already. Added to that the rather maddening fact that he couldn't hit the student, much as he wanted to. He frowned.
"Why can't we just get this whole mess over with." He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms across his chest. The pink haired student was impatient to know what all this mess was about. The sooner class started, the sooner he'd have some idea of what all this hinting and dancing about the answers to his questions was all about. Shuichi tapped the splinted finger against his arm, his fingers were itching for something to occupy them.
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