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Aoi, Misaki (pinksunbeam) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-08-03 19:50:00

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kanaye, misaki

Who: Misaki and Kanaye
What: Hide and go seek
Where: School, where else
When: Early afternoon just a while after the announcement
Why: Because Maeko's worried that her little kitty will drown herself in the river.

Breathing wasn't easy at the moment Misaki had discovered, she was trying to kick a lone half deflated soccer ball into the net, hoping, maybe that today was a dream, that this whole thing was some sort of dream that she could wake up from. Maybe if I kick the ball, just once, I'll wake up and Aomori sensei will be here and Sato sensei will be here...and...and all this bad stuff won't be happening.

She brushed the tears from her eyes as she tried over and over. He'd been nice enough to check on her when she had been 'sick', that was Aomori sensei. He cared about such matters, and what had she done, skipped his classes because she didn't want to feel ashamed for not being able to do something as simple as kick a ball! She wanted to throw up. This was supposed to be a happy day...her birthday, the day she turned sixteen! Now all she felt was miserable. A man...no, her sensei, was dead, and all because they couldn't get along. This was there fault. No it was more her fault. Maybe if she had been nicer, or less dependent, Maeko wouldn't be fighting with Satou, and then Keiichi and Shiori wouldn't be having trouble and...

The pink haired girl tried to kick the ball again and again, but the sorry state made it unable to fly, and the muddy ground from early rain had caused the field to be hard to play on. All she manged to do was send the ball a few feet, and make mud fly and spatter with a squicky squelching noise as it hit the ground once more. Her uniform was a mess, as was her face, but Misaki didn't care at the moment. She wondered how the soccer team was going to take it...how the baseball and basketball teams would too. It was...terrible.

Running over to the ball she slipped and landed on her knees in the mud and winced. Picking up the ball she bit her lip and asked it, "Why...Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't we stop it! This wasn't supposed to happen. We're supposed to be good guys, heroes. We're supposed to save people not...not let them die. We...why did we fail? Why give us this when we can't actually do anything with it? Why couldn't we save him..." she looked down at the deflated ball, "Where did we go wrong?"

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pinksunbeam
2009-08-07 10:24 pm UTC (link)

"If you get too many you can give them to me and I'll make some food out of it so that they don't go to waste," She smiled as she set down the items and the lady rang them up and then wrapped them. Misaki looked at Kanaye with a gentle grin.

"Is that really wrong, Sempai? I mean you did take me out and such, and this has been a nice birthday so far. So why can't I compliment you."

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	zealousemperor 2009-08-07 10:33 pm UTC (link)
	"Ah, but Misachan, think of all the girls that I would be dissapointing if I did that..." Kanaye said faux sadly before smiling and continuing cheerily. "Besides, White Day is really far away, yaknow?" "Let's go with that." he said simply. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

pinksunbeam
2009-08-08 02:42 am UTC (link)

Misaki tilted her head and pouted just a little, "But wouldn't they be more dissapointed if you didn't eat it? And if I make them into different things you wouldn't feel like you were eating too many chocolates." She poked him lightly in the chest, "Sempai, Valentine's day is the one where girls give boys their gifts, White day is when the boy gives his reponse to the girl."

She looked at him curiously with his answer then shrugged it off. Taking up the items she turned, "Well where shall we go next?"

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zealousemperor
2009-08-09 01:31 am UTC (link)

Kanaye facepalmed again. He either sucked at communication, Misaki didn't get the point of much, or Keiichi had died and was possessing him. He seriously hoped it was the second one. "Well, they wouldn't know I didn't eat it, right?" he said, slightly annoyed. "Yes, but it's even farther away from Valentine's Day. So it'd be, like, a month before I could get it to you without looking suspicious."

He shrugged before continuing. "No idea."

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pinksunbeam
2009-08-09 02:50 am UTC (link)

"Yes but then it's a waste of food, I figure that if you don't eat them why take them home and leave them to spoil? Chocolates don't last for very long, and who says you have to get them to me. There's an easy way to do it. The Cooking club has several refridgerators, all you need to do is put them in there, and if the girls ask why you're doing that you can tell them it's to preserve them for later. Then I can use them to make items for the cooking club and sell them. And no one has to know. The girls won't know, you save face, and I get chocolate to work with and the cooking club gets additional funds, everyone goes home happy. "

She shrugged some and gave him a look, "Well then if you don't have any ideas, I'll be on my way. Oh I'll need your mesurments though. Can't make a Yukata without getting your size right."

Misaki hated it when people thought she was an idiot, she knew she wasn't perfect but she had said what she had said in jest more then anything. Of course clearly because she appeared to be an idiot...She sighed inwardly and wondered if Kanaye ever would be more mature at times.

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zealousemperor
2009-08-09 07:09 pm UTC (link)

Kanaye blinked before smiling widely. "BRILLIANT! Misachan, have you done this before?" he asked in jest. "Seriously, that is an amazing idea. I love it! I'll definitely do that!" he insisted, grabbing Misaki's hands and shaking them up and down.

Kanaye, mentally pondering why Misaki thought he needed a look, shrugged. "Well alright then, Misachan. I'll send them to you later!" he said as he walked away, waving.

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