Baka to Test to Shoukanju – Sengoku Academy

[Invizzion]

B dorm Hallway

With more girls gathering around the commotion it looked like a roaming girl gang harrassing poor Takeshi backing him in a corner to rob him and run. With the exception of cute little Junko, who looked too adorable to do any damage. But those are the dangerous ones! Rin had no idea what Takeshi's agenda was but the nod from Junko was all she needed to see to know he was being a problem. Most like patroling the halls of the girls dorm like some maniacal perv.

She had no idea what she wouod do to get rid of the guy but she assumed they had the intimidation factor on their side and that was something she could roll with. She stepped forward spotting Mako taking advantage of yet another girl so she smacked her hand away, giving no attention to her but instead the perv in front of them."I'll give you to the count of-" Simply by stepping forward Takeshi threw her off guard. It was like he was oblivious to the odds. Or simply didnt care either or. But it seemed like something caught his eye. Rin simply followed his gaze directly to Mako, that sly seductress who seemed to gravitate towarda attention. Instinctively she moved closer to Mako to protect her. More so because she didnt want to share her at the moment.

"Mako-chan~! I came here to hug-a-wugga-shugga-rompa-stompa-hooga-booga-'BANKAAAAAI' hug you~!!!". Not if Rin had anything to say about it. But instead of Rin protecting Mako it was the other way around, for a second that is. Mako backed against the wall and shoved Rin out towards the leaping otaku....Takeshi I mean. The unexpected shove sent her off balance and she slipped swinging her hand out to break her fall but missing completely. Her back hit the ground with a thud pushing her leg up which caught Takeshi in mid-flight. Right in the nuts......

From her ground view she couldnt see Takeshi collapse off screen, er-- out of her field of view. But she heard the boy hit the ground as hard as she had. In more pain then she was, she could only assume having never experienced anything to that degree. But if she said that Takeshi flying towards her didnt scare the shit out if her, she eould be lying. And if she hadn't fell she eould be pathetically recovering from flinching away and whimpering. Lucky her

[GZero945]

Christopher continued to ponder on how he was going to aquire the materials with a undoubtedly low budget. That would mean that he would only be able to eat once a day and would have to sacrifice doing the activities that an average teenager would do. However, while he was pondering, another teenager was crawling on all fours towards the foreign exchange student. Sadly, the english teen was too deep in thought to notice the creaks in the floor boards.

"Boo!"

And just with those magical words, Chris lept up in sheer suprise. He attempted to catch his notebook as it jumbled around in his hands. After he successfully caught it, he sighed in relief. His heart was beating rapidly due to the sudden "sneak attack." He turned around and noticed a person that was either a female that wondered into the wrong dorm, or that they are an extremely feminine looking male. Either way, it perked the student's curiousity.

"Um... greetings there sir or madam."

[Effervescent]

Hiromi burst out in a rather overzealous fit of laughter when Chris jumped skittishly, juggling his note book. He'd gotten his desired reaction, and a little extra. Hiromi had fallen from all fours to lay on the floor, arms gripping at his ribs as his chuckling died down; to say he's easily amused would be an understatement. As soon as the object of his attention began to speak, Hiromi fell silent, eyes growing wide behind his blue-tinted goggles as his smile faded, a general look of wonder across face. After a short moment of staring at the boy, Hiromi forced himself into a sitting position. "You know, normally I'd be a bit bothered by a comment like that... That accent, though. I can't get mad! It's so cute!"

Hiromi's bright smile returned as he reached out rather quickly to wrap his arms around the boy. "Call me Mimi! What's your name? Are you going to be my room mate?" His sing-songy voice echoed throughout the dilapidated building, his voice at a shameless volume. The echo fading, Hiromi's smile transformed into a troublesome smirk. "I do hope so, we could have so much fun." Still holding the boy in a strange embrace, Hiromi slinked a hand up his back, tracing nail along the side of the blonde's neck. His nails were abnormally long for a boys, one hand painted blue and the other pink. It was clear Hiromi had no intention of releasing Christopher any time soon, but should he struggle, Hiromi would simply let go with a pout.

"Speaking of fun, ho the heck does homework on the first day of school? I'm sure there's something else you could be doing... like... shopping?" Hiromi shook his head, sighing. It was unlikely he would find a shopping partner so easily, but what was he going to do, ask him to go play on the teeter-totter with him? 'I don't even know where the park is,' he thought to himself grimly. "So... what're you writing about anyway?" Mimi had offered Chris only small windows to respond up until this point, when his mouth finally shut for a change and he let himself listen. Not far off, he could hear a boy crying out for his violin not far off. Ooh, a musician? He'd have to go pay him a visit in a minute. Maybe Mimi could save the day, and stumble upon his violin on the way? Gratitude is an amazing thing.

At that final thought, it was clear what had to be done. Smiling up at Chris he grabbed hold of his hand, attempting to tug him along. "C'mon!" Whether he chose to follow or not, Hiromi made his way swiftly through the halls, following the voice that spoke of a violin. It became obious direction was not his strong suit. Cursing as he turned a corner, Hiromi was rather sad to have found the boy who was searching for his violin, peering down at his empty hands. 'I suppose it was too much to hope for, stumbling across something like that.' A cute boy that owed him nothing, though. A sad sight indeed. Spotting the red mark upon Mikhail's face, eyes narrowed and turned to the rather plain boy nearby. It was easy to gather Itsuki had slapped Mikhail a few times, though Hiromi had connected the dots all wrong as to why. With a glare Hiromi waved his hand at Itsuki as if to try and shoo him away, kneeling down on the ground, smiling curiously at Mikhail as he darted about is desperation.

"Hey, cutie. Need a hand?"

[GZero945]

"You know, normally I'd be a bit bothered by a comment like that..." Christopher's eyes were wide at the momment, feeling like he had massively offended the trap. Sweat was running down his forehead, trying to think of something quick to say. He swallowed hard as he prayed in his mind that some divine intervention could save him. The foreign exchange student closed his eyes as he awaited the wrath of this guy.

"...That accent, though. I can't get mad! It's so cute!" the guy exclaimed as he glomped the english lad with a tight embrace. This person revealed himself to be Mimi, saying it rather loudly. Christopher could feel the immense joy that was coming from Mimi as the whole dormatory could hear it. He even hoped that the foreign exchange student was his roommate. Chris himself couldn't help but join in on the yelling. However, things got rather awkward when he felt Mimi's nails trace the back of his neck. It sent creepy shivers down his spine.

"Um...excuse me... Mimi. Please... l-let go..." he said as he struggled to get away from the cheery man. After taking a deep breath, he looked back at the trap known as Mimi and shot a smile at him.

"Sorry about that. Hugs are great and all, but there is a proper way to hug an aquaintance..." Chris first stated in a serious tone. He wanted to get a point across Mimi that tracing his neck with his fingernails was rather awkward. But then he cracked into a cheery grin of his own, sticking his hand out for a handshake.

"I'm Christopher, a pleasure to meet you. And I wasn't doing homework at all," he introduced himself before he starts explaining his notebook. He stood up as he spread his arms out wide.

"See this place, it's terrible. Needs repairs. Therefore, it's up to me and a few people to fix this place up," he said as he stood in a pose that was much similar to a pirate mascot for a alcohol company.

[NarayanK]

Takeshi felt his pride being damaged by another girl's rude interruption. But his erection did not die off that easily. A loud metallic "CLANK" noise came out of Takeshi's crotch, proving that he had balls of steel some serious endurance. His eyes widened as the ground flew back towards him, which led to the eventual pain flowing all over him. He didn't moan in pain, but it was clearly expressed on Takeshi's cringing face. The man collapsed on the ground, becoming as stiff as a tree branch would. He lay there for a while.

Surprisingly enough, the student managed to stand back up. Wobbly on his feet, his eyes fluttered. Takeshi muttered,

"Whoa! That was close. For a second there, I thought my heart stopped beating for a while."

It did before he had gotten up.

Takeshi tidied his hair and clothes a little, dusting off some "filth" he had earned from the floor. The man shook his head before he looked at his attacker. It was a girl he didn't remember seeing before. Presumably Class C or B, but it didn't matter to him. He was just happy that it was a girl.

"Hmm... ummm... oh yeah! Hey, sorry about that. Didn't know what snapped in my mind."

It sounded like a dumb pick-up line, but it wasn't. The girl looked as if she was in pain, so he actually did feel a little worried for her. He didn't like to see girls in pain. His sister likes to see him in pain, though. Kudos for being so pitiful.

[heirofmind]

Immediately after he regained a concept on what was going on, it was immediately lost by the shock of his violin. He was frantically searching. "Oh I knew, I just knew I should have left it!" The person who slapped him had not really shown any concern for him. "Wait... no...no...nonono! The key where is the key! And my wallet!" Ok the key was not all that important. However his wallet held the only picture he had of Hanako(no it is not at all the same a katawa effervescent, merely used the name) He was not going to get any help from the person next to him. This did not surprise him though. People had always shrugged off his problems. However, a new person had appeared by his side.

Hey cutie. Need a hand?

A boy? girl? transfestite? Well what ever it was it asked him in a calm and helpful sounding tone. Mikhail was not really particularly happy that he had attracted more attention to himself, though he was not surprised considering his reaction to his missing violin. However, he needed help, and it seems that he has already had to trust people more than he had hoped for today. One more person couldn't possibly affect the outcome. "Y-Yes... My violin and wallet are missing... I think someone stole them. They must have been assigned the same dorm as me. The people were n-named Itsuki and Ginji... Please... These things are important to me." Mikhail was really sad now. He tried hard in holding back tears, and he was surprisingly successful this time. It was probably more because he had less water in his system from events prior from now, but at least he wasn't as big of a mess as he would have been.

[Effervescent]

Mimi simply pouted slightly, releasing his dorm mate as he struggled. He was none too happy to let go, but he'd always understood some weren't comfortable with his forward nature. It was only when confronted with the word 'proper', a serious tone carrying the word to his ears, that Mimi's mood switched. His smile fell, eyes narrowing at the blonde as he stuck his hand out. "I'm not here to be what you consider 'proper'." Voice held an ugly growl behind it, wreaking of danger before his demeanour returned to normal, happy to know his new friend's name. Not entirely sure what he was expected to do with the extended hand, he slapped his palm against Chris' as if it were a high-five. Mimi still didn't quite understand. If he wanted a high-five, why was his hand so low? Low-five. Watching intently as Chris rose to his feet, Mimi giggled lightly at his extravagant explanation of the situation.

"Well... it's not that bad here. I'm happy to help, though, if ever you need it." To look at him, one would not expect Hiromi to be able to lift a hammer, let alone do anything with it. However, it was quite the contrary. He didn't have much experience in way of renovating a regular building, but he'd pieced together a few greenhouses before. With help, of course. How much harder could this be. 'Well, half of the wall in my room is crumbling down... But, that's doable, right?' It was then that Hiromi shot to a standing position, grabbing a hold of Chris' hand to drag him behind. "For now, though, there's much more important things to do. A treasure hunt would be a lot more fun, don't you think?"

--

Hiromi felt drawn in by this boy, his own eyes welling up as Mikhail spoke. He seemed so desperate, and quite frankly the slight stuttering was adorable. Another uncontrollable reaction, Hiromi reached out quickly to pull the boy into a hug, unabled to resist the sad twinkle in his eyes. "Ooah! It'll be okay, I'll help you get it all back, I promise!" He wasn't often so simple with his approach to things, but his heart went out to this boy. Loosing things was never easy, even simple possessions. "Wait, who's... Ginji and... Itsuki?" It would be hard to get things back from people he didn't even know... Or, had never seen, for that matter. At least as far as he knew. He had no idea the 'average looking' boy nearby was Itsuki. As he thought, Hiromi still held onto the boy, mindlessly patting his hair as if he were comforting a child.

Hiromi seemed to have all but forgotten the dorm mate not far behind him. "Ara!" Hiromi laughed at himself, realizing he hadn't even introduced himself yet, and he was fiddling with this boy's hair. "I'm Mimi!" Large smile sprung to his face as he stared down at Mikhail. "What's your name, sugar?" Should the boy struggle, Hiromi would easily release him, once again due to the understanding of some people's 'personal space' hang up. A ridiculous concept, really.

[Twinkle Twinkle]

~ Miko (BDorm Building One) ~

“I can help Mikoto-chan” Mikototo raised her hopes at this moment. Obviously the girl hadn't yet learned to recognize when someone is being serious and when they are not. “Doesn’t mean I will though, I’ve got better things to do with my time.”

Her light smile turned into a frown. So if he wasn't going to help her...fine. She was just about to tell him that she didn't need his help when he released his grip on her. Would she dare to run from him? She strongly considered this option, but something held her back. And invisible chain tied her to him and no matter how hard she tried to move she just couldn't. Her legs wouldn't co-operate.

“Though I might change my mind if you make it worth my time, something like…. A taste of those sweet little lips of yours” Mikototo looked down at the ground. Did he really want to do this to her? To him all she was was a little, pretty, virgin doll. He probably thought that she hadn't even done anything with a guy. Or even kissed one. Oh how much he (or any other person) didn't know. If only he did....

“Up to you Mikoto-Chan, either you let me kiss you, or I leave you here for some other guys to find you and do something so much worse to you” A hot sweat ran through her body as Gin ran his hands down her sides and rested them on her waist. She was sure of what he meant. But she was pretty sure that no guy in the school would ever do that. Gin, on the other hand, looked pretty sure that it could happen.

She carefully tried to make a decision. To kiss him or not to kiss him? After all, Mikototo didn't know that Gin was such a jerk to others. If she did, then she would have made and easy decision and turned him down straight away. She looked at the ground one more time, kicking it as she did so, and then looked back up to Gin.

"Oh, okay. Mikototo-Chan will kiss you..." She hesitated, giving him a chance to take this in. "Under one condition." She smiled and paused once again. "You give Cry-... Mikhail-San his money and violin back".

[Sakuya]

~Ginji (BDorm1)~

He honestly hadn’t expected Mikoto to give in to such an unfair deal, it made no sense for her to say yes when there was so little to gain by saying yes. Ginji’s cocky smirk remained on his face until Mikoto did the unexpected and accepted on the condition, the response baffling him for a second before she added that there’d be a condition. The words causing his facial features to tighten, he didn’t look happy at all to hear that there was a condition. In fact it was probably worse than denying him outright. Why did every idiot in this school think that they had the right to bargain with him? Ginji had thought Mikoto was bright enough to understand her circumstances earlier, but clearly he’d been wrong. Maybe she’d only been going along with this whole thing because she was some sort of cheap slut? Or maybe she didn’t get the obvious hints as to what Ginji intended to do to her?

Either way the mention of Mikhails name caused Ginji’s eyes to turn from a look of exasperation, to one of malice. He had no idea who Mikhail was, but it sounded like the perfect name for the wimp he’d stolen the violin off. “Mikhail huh” he muttered savagely, tightening his grip and digging his fingers into Mikoto’s side.

If she’d asked for something for herself Ginji might have complied, after all, it wasn’t like he actually wanted the violin, but the fact she’d used her condition for someone else had really ticked him off. “Guess I won’t be getting that kiss then”he snorted, lifting the violin off his shoulder and holding it in front of Mikoto for a second before swinging the violin and banging the bottom of the violin against the wall beside Mikoto’s head.

“I was going to sell it, but I’ve changed my mind, Mikhail can have his guitar..... though whether it’ll play a single tune isn’t my concern” He pulled the violin back and beat the bottom once again, this time harder against the other side of Mikoto’s head. It was clear if that he beat it against the wall any harder the base would splinter.

“Don’t worry Mikoto-chan, it might be your fault that Mikhail will get a pile of splinters, but I’ll be nice and not say a word to him. It’ll be our little secret.”

[Madame Alvery]

Hana let out a relieved huff... if that was even possible, as he seemed at first to admit to it. As he turned away, she thought this would be done. She actually believed that she had it all figured out! Well done; she patted herself on the back. 'Well, I tried... at least he showed me to the room. Now i just have t-' Her thoughts were interrupted as he stopped soon after he had turned and feigned a look of surprise... This caused her eyes to open wide, then she zoned in on the key he pulled out of his pocket. As he walked back to the door and unlocked it, she just stared at him with a mixed look of confusion and anger. In all honestly, she still thought this was a prank... a very well thought out prank... (Hey, she had to have something to make herself believe that!)

After he sweeped the door open and motioned her to go inside, saying, "Surprise! I'm actually not lying! Honestly, I'm so hurt by your lack of faith in me. What have I ever done to cause you to distrust me so?" He pouted, which actually made her feel like she'd done something bad. That is, he only succeeded in making her feel guilty for a short, sweet moment. He continued on with "In any case, here's your room. Don't mind everything falling apart, now." He had even snickered... YES! SHE HEARD IT! SHE KNEW SHE DID!!!

Hana narrowed her eyes at Tatsuya, literally getting up in his biznezz... invading that personal space of his and staaaarrriinngg him down. Finally she let out a humph and blew a hair out of her eyes. "You wanna know why I distrust you? Because I don't like the way you act, that and you actually seem to believe i'm some sort of moron that belongs in Class D. I don't know if I really could bring myself to trust someone that isn't smart enough to discern those that are smart and those just stuck with bad luck." She drew back only to quickly try and give him a solid little punch... nothing to harm him majorly like Mako, but... more of a punch of friendship? Does that even make sense? Damn right it does, at least in Hana's world, it does.

-If- she succeeded, and didn't either get her hand caught by Tatsuya or just plain miss and fall into Tatsuya, then she'd move more into the room before saying, "I swear, next time you try and fuck with me, i'll kick your ass." she pointed menacingly at him...