InsaneJournal

Who: Kojima and Ginjiro
What: Just hanging out
Where: Round the shopping district and Arcade
When: After school week of the event
Why: Because Ginro is interested to see if his skills keep people from seeing Kojima as she really is.



Ginjiro was leaning against the wall of the arcade with his arms crossed and slouching some. His white uniform was open and he seemed tired and lethargic. He'd spent the night before working out the right powder mix to give to Kojima so she would have the "perfect" skin that she wanted.

Yawning and stretching he didn't care if people saw him out there. He just wanted to get moving. School sucked and if anything he was happier when he wasn't near it, or thinking about it. Waiting sucked too, it ment that he couldn't move or do anything. You know the whole thing sucked since he was stuck there waiting, and in his uniform of all things, two things he disliked most in the world, and both were in play right now.

But still, for Kojima, the one person he knew of that didn't view him as a weirdo for wanting to be what he wanted to be, he'd suffer through it. After all he owed her for all that she did for him when he was younger, even though she decided that she wanted to go to that other school. He worried sometimes if she was in any sort of trouble. The first person to pick on her was going to get his fist through their head.

"Where the hell is she,' he muttered to himself and grunted some as some girls walked by. It wasn't that he wouldn't have smiled at them, but he knew their type. Rich, spoiled and more then likely only wanting the tough guy image to date. Hopefully Kojima would be there soon and he wouldn't have to stand there looking like a freshman on his first date.