Himawari's attention was divided for a few moments, travelling between all the commotion in the room(what was with all these girls?! Couldn't they just do something normal and not run around and... that one boyish girl looked all flustered, what was with that?!) and Nadeshiko. She was kind of embarrassed that she said she was interested, even if she did like Dokidoki... acknowledging that she had any interest in... that kind of doujin was really just one of the most embarrassing things. And of course it was only because it was Dokidoki! Not because of what would actually happen in it...

... Though... she had to agree with Nadeshiko... Mana and Regina were both cute, and, well... it was hard to do anything but agree with that. "I... well... y-yeah, they are... cute, and..."

Himawari's voice trailed off when Nadeshiko looked to her backside and made... and made that comment. Her attention was torn away from anything else in the room and focused 100% on Nadeshiko once more.

"..."

The brown-haired girl's cheeks flushed red, and she raised her hand to...

Flick Nadeshiko on the forehead. She still felt bad, doing anything else was too much... but...

"Don't say things like th-that!" cried Himawari, "You can sit next to me and talk to me, but don't say perverted things out of no-where!"

"Sakura Trick?!" Rika thought to herself in surprise. Could it be that she was into yuri as well? No. Let's not jump to conclusions. It was a funny enough show in it's own right to like it without having to like the yuri elements of it. Plus it was a recent series anyways so it was all the more likely to bring it up. But if she did like yuri, she could have someone else to consult with besides Nadeshiko? Or maybe she'd still have to keep her orientation a secret even then. Or maybe she could press her luck and hope for the best? She was wondering how to respond to her question while the exchange with one of her fans was taking place. She could barely hold in a giggle. This girl was really funny, but she might still cause undue trouble if she wasn't careful. Oh well. She couldn't do much about it anyways, could she?

"Well...I like..." she began to say, wondering if to disclose certain anime with yuri in or if to say something else she liked. However, she was interrupted by another question about her hair. Funny how often she got asked about it, although most of her fans had learned to just accept her hair as is and not bring it up any more. She liked to keep in ambiguous. Pink hair was sort of her trademark, and the more people talking about it the more popular she would become, drawing in possible new fans who had not yet grown tired of the speculation.

"Why thank you, Hiryuu-san. Hmm...what do you think?" She asked politely, no hint of sarcasm in her voice. Sure it might seem odd that people would actually think pink was a natural hair color, but there's no such thing as a dumb question as far as Rika was concerned. After all, she made plenty herself so who was she to judge? "Sure, you can braid it if you'd like." As she said this she blushed a little so she had to look down, fidgeting with her food and allowing her hair to cover her blush. While she was doing this she almost missed the looks of jealousy cross the other girl's faces.

The girl decided to let her braid that long, pink hair, much to Regan's satisfaction. Those jealous stares... it was their fault for not making a move of their own. Well, as long as they could remain civil about it, but she had a feeling that civility might not last. Well, physical bullying wouldn't work on her. She was sure these girls were at least familiar with her. She's the captain of the Kendo club, after all, but that might not stop them from ganging up on her. She hasn't noticed anyone else from Kendo, but there could be someone she hasn't seen yet, or a student from another martial arts club... even then, however, she's trained for worse.

"Aah, I can? Thank you. It's not every day you can braid an idol's hair, huh. Oh, I interrupted you before. You were going to say what kind of anime you like. Oh, YuruYuri's pretty good, too. That older sister's kinda nuts, though." The girl had seemed surprised before, when Regan mentioned Sakura Trick. It wasn't incredibly obvious, but from training, she was used to spotting that sort of thing. Did normal people do it so easily, though?

Normal people...

She decided to press the angle, and see what happened. If she was off the mark, then she was just saying which manga she liked. Simple.

Reiko's head was still firmly looking down. It was happening again, like it did in middle school. Therre was no way Aino-san was going to keep silent. Tomorrow, Reiko was going to walk into the classroom and all the other students would be talking about her negatively, and then there would come the awful letters in her shoe locker, and then she'd have to transfer schools. It was only the first day of her second year and already the year was ruined. Stupid, why did she blab like that, that was stupid. She got embarrassed, that was it. It was Aino-san's fault! And now she was just toying with her, offering false sympathy.

"Your legs? Terrible, too small, not enough on the thighs, you've got stick legs and it's totally bad for your figure, A terrible pair of legs!" Reiko said...or at least thought about saying as she remained silent an eternally blushing. Yes, she was in the drama club, but though she considered herself a decent actor, she was a terrible liar. Even if she wanted to say that about Aino-san's legs, she couldn't bring herself to do so. In truth, Reiko thought Aino-san's legs were rather cute, suiting her slender figure with just enough meat on the thighs - and Reiko could only imagine what they looked like in stockings. As she thought of the legs, her blush deepened, and that was as good an answer to Aino's question as she was going to get from Reiko in this current state.

Reiko slid her curry towards Junko - she wanted it more than Reiko did at the moment, but she lifted her head slightly, turning to look at Junko, her blush disappearing slightly.

"You're wrong, Kuriyama-san. You're adolescent girls. By definition there are no good people here."

Reiko wasn't blushing anymore, but her calm and measured demeanor had begun to resurface.

"Don't make promises you don't intent to keep," Reiko muttered in response to Aino. Her words didn't come across as antagonistic as she intended, but that was speicfically because Aino's backrub was rather soothing and felt good - though that was something Reiko was going to keep to herself. She had already given the girl enough ammunition.

Mira had never been tasked with keeping someone's secret as she hadn't made many friends, but she was confident that this was something she could keep quiet about. She would have no reason to bring it up in a normal conversation, and if it did some how come up... Well, she didn't want to disappoint Reiko and possibly wind up cutting ties before she got the chance to really know her. Whoever wanted to know would have a tough time getting it out of her. Though, she still had to wonder why Reiko was so worried about what the others would think about her liking girls. It was common knowledge that more than a handful of the students were out about their sexuality. She would be too if given the opportunity!

Frowning slightly as her mind went back to what she witnessed during lunch time with Haruka and Kira and how embarrassed she had been, she only half-listened to what Reiko was saying to Junko when she slid her curry over. Tohru had probably noticed she was gone by now, and would probably want to take it out on Haruka... She hoped she wouldn't be too hard on the third year student. It wasn't her fault... And of course she knew she had no claim to her anyways, because they hardly knew each other!

Burning red, Mira looked at Reiko and forced herself to relax. She had gotten a bit tense. "I...I intend to keep this promise, Reiko-chan." She stopped rubbing Reiko's back, but left her hand there. "Why would you think otherwise?" Had she really seemed so untrustworthy? No, maybe Reiko just had a bad experience. It wasn't personal, she reasoned with herself.

Haru blinked as she watched Tohru seem to struggle in deciding whether they should go or not before having enough and just deciding they should go. The girl paused to ask her other companion but didn't stop her stride. The American just shrugged before following after the dark haired woman. It seemed they were checking the dorms first. Not knowing her way around that well, the blonde followed just a little behind Tohru, her blue eyes curiously examine her surroundings.

They were disappointed however when Tohru reached Mira's suppose dorm room only to discover she wasn't there. "Huh 312... Y'all roommates?" Haru asked before pondering for ideas of where one girl could have gone. She sadly didn't know Mira well enough to consider possible locations. Still, she decided she would try to at least throw out ideas.

"Well, she could be in a classroom. Might of wanta to mingle with other folks. If she's upset, she could of gone to the roof or tool shed at the field. Just guessed though. Haru suggested thoughtfully.

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She figured it would be best to leave Mira be, but now that she thought of it, what sort of friend would she be for not comforting Mira-chan after that ordeal. Damn this guilt she always felt. Looking to the Gaijin, she sighed deeply, wondering if it was best to go find Mira-chan or let her be alone for the time being. She could picture Mira probably in their dorm they shared....crying her eyes out and reeling, suffering from that magnum of embarrassment, especially in front of her...and Haruka. It pained the girl to think of such, her friend holding in all this hurt, all this sadness. "Well....." She managed to reply after a slow drag of her cigarette and a breath of smoke to the wind. "I'm not sure really..... I mean....." What did she mean? How heartless of her it would be just to take option B, stand there like a jackass while Mira was in anguish. Some friend she was..."Ah f*ck it! Let's go Gaijin." Decision made, and really it wouldn't show Tohru was clingy. It was more that she cared for her friend. "You coming too, G.I. Jane?" And then she had to blurt out her little biting nickname for Haruka. If anything, she figured that was going to fall out of her mouth anytime really. Tohru figured the dorms was where she would find Mira, but after climbing those God-forbidden stairs up to the third floor and trekking swiftly down the halls to 312, she opened the door to...no one. "Huh?" Then where the hell was Mira?

Haruka blinked a little at the sudden nickname and actually blushed a little. G.I Jane? Wow, she really quite liked it. She found it awfully flattering. She wondered if Tohru felt threatened by her or intimidated and that was why she was snappy around her, which wasnt something she had considered before since Tohru always seemed a very stalwart and confident person. She followed after Tohru, although she tried to say she thought Mira had gone a completely different way but didnt manage it with Tohru striding off so fast. They got to the dorm and sure enough she wasnt there. Haruka sighed, "I'm sure I saw her walk off towards the classrooms Tohru-san." She muttered to herself. She just walked out of the room when suddenly Kira appeared behind her. "Right Haruka, sorry about dragging you away but you're the only one in the vicinity who I can trust and we are in seriously dire straights, 'we might die and the whole country might get blown up' situation. Meet me at the south gate in a half hour and be prepared." And with that she was gone.

She turned to Tohru not really looking much surprised, having been trained for this. She was surprised to be a little sad, even though she knew she was coming back... unless she died of course. But she trusted her skills. She smiled at Tohru. "Ah... well I suppose I'm to leave for a while. In case I dont come back, I'm sorry we didnt get to know each other better, I always thought you were a very admirable person." She patted Tohru's shoulder as she walked past her and down the stairs.

She made her way towards her room and collected all she would need before running towards where she thought Mira was and eventually finding her in a classroom with a few others. Not wanting to embarass her anymore she quickly took her hand and lead her out into the empty hallway. "I am really sorry Mira-chan, I just wanted to apologise properly for making you feel uncomfortable. I didnt mean for that at all, I didnt know she was going to do anything like that... I have to go, I have a.. umm... important mission, very important and I might... not come back. I just wanted to make sure you were ok." The clock struck and Haruka looked with annoyed eyes at it and then back at Mira before quickly giving her brow a gentle kiss and dashing off towards the school gate.

Dammit! Where the hell did she run off to? Tohru was feeling a deep pang of concern, yet it didn't show outside of her. Wasn't it obvious the two were roommates? Why else would Tohru go back to her own dorm. "Why no, I just decided to crash with Mira-chan because my last roommate tried to offer me as sacrifice to Yog Sothoth." A cynical remark she gave to the American. It didn't seem as though Mira even frequented this room earlier, given that her stuff remained the same as before they were off to class. Shooting a perplexed look towards Haru and Haruka, Tohru considered the Gaijin's options. For one, the rooftop brought horrible imaginings to the teenager, but she figured it was just that, imaginings. There was no way Mira was THAT torn apart by such sheer mortification, especially to THAT point of taking drastic measures....eventhough Tohru's been down that road before. Okay, not the rooftop. Where else? The custodian's shed? Nah! The only time Tohru's seen students go there, they weren't really upset. They were either sneaking liquor or.......yeah. And I can guarantee she's not there either.

Only one place left to look and it was the most OBVIOUS to Tohru. Turning heel, she followed Haruka, and her snicky remark, out of the dorm, whereupon who-else would they run into, but Kira. "Well well, if it ain't the other G.I. Jane. Ya know I have half the f*ckin' mind to-" She was about ready to cram her fist into the b*tch's face, but the other woman's words caught her ears at just the right time. "F*ck you say?" What the hell was this? The way Kira spoke, it was like something outta Metal Gear Solid, a secret mission and something about the world being in jeopardy? And the weirdest thing of all was Haruka didn't look all that fazed by the news. She was anticipating this. What kinda f*ckin' military school did she go to? Tohru could've pictured Haruka as the one to go off into combat guns blazing, but after she was done with school. All notions of slugging the hell outta Kira seemed to fly out the window, and Tohru was left jaw slightly agape as the third year Haruka said her goodbyes to the slightly shorter rocker-chick....and said Tohru was...admirable?

"Y-yeah...just uh....don't get too f*cked up, m'kay?" Was all she could say after Haruka patted her shoulder and walked away. "Oh and eh...don't forget! Double Tap!" She wasn't gonna lie. After hearing that sorta thing, she'd admit Haruka was kind of a badass, more-so than her with her street-brawling scars. Looking back towards Haru, Tohru merely shrugged her shoulders, the bewildered face ever present. "You have any idea what that was about?"

Then it was off to the classrooms where she found Mira waiting out in the hall. Haruka must've gotten to her first to give her goodbyes, which again pegged Tohru, but not as bad since Haruka definitely could kick her ass to Hell and back, and she was starting to have a bit more respect for the soldier chick. "Mira-chan!" She called to her pink haired friend, running up to her with Haru possibly in tow. "Hey. I didn't know you ran off. You okay?" Despite being winded a little, the girl managed to force a smile across her lips, resting her hands reassuringly on Mira's shoulders.

"...and watch out! I never want to see you this late again , do you understand?"

Sighing a short, brown haired girl left the secretary's office silently swearing under her breath.
"Kuso! I never wanted to sleep that long...", she muttered.

Without actually purposefully wanting to head there, Hikaru Akira ended up in the busy cafeteria.
After she had a slight look around, she decided, she could as well eat something.

She got herself a tray of food and headed for an empty table, slumped down on one of the benches and began to eat.

Mira sat there frozen when Haruka came into the classroom, her urgency completely visible. Something must be wrong... She could tell, even from not knowing the third year so well. Her stomach churned, and when Haruka grabbed her hand she didn't resist at all, completely willing to go wherever she lead, giving a silent apology to Reiko-chan and Junko-chan with a simple look. She hoped they wouldn't be offended that she left so suddenly.

When they got into the hall, Mira looked around the empty hallway nervously. What was going on? She swallowed when Haruka's voice cut through the silence, her lips almost forming a smile when Haruka went in for an apology, but after she finished her sentence she was in full frown mode. Might not come back? Before she got to ask all of the questions running through her head, the third year leaned in for a kiss. Under different circumstances, the pink haired girl would have really enjoyed it, but it was just so...sad. Blushing only slightly, and opening her eyes as Haruka pulled away only to make a hasty exit when the clock struck.

Her lips were turning white from how tight she had them pressed together. What just happened?

"Mira-chan!"

She heard her friend shouting, but she just stood there staring at where Haruka had dashed off too. Feeling her friend beside her, reassuring her with a touch of the shoulder, she nodded and tore her eyes away from the exit. "Unn. I'm just fine, Ru-chan. Sorry for running off earlier..." If Haru were there with her, she would be addressing her too. "Let's go back to class, I've met some nice girls I want you two to meet..." Her voice shook a little, but she tried to mask it by sounding cheerful. She put her hands on their lower back and lead them into 2-C, looking over her shoulder one more time where she last saw Haruka, the spot where her lips met with her skin tingling.

Watching Tohru think over the possibilities, the blonde raised a brow as the girl seemed about mortified with one of them. Her guess was the roof, in which she honestly didn't think about Mira doing the possible depressed thing and jumping off it. Just going up there to get away from everybody. Now that she thought about it, it was a depressing thought. Course, to be fairly honest, Mira didn't seem the type to have the guts to pull it off so the cowgirl wasn't so worried about it.

Humming as she followed Tohru until they bumped into the third year again. The black haired girl was about to go off on 'G.I Jane,' a odd G.I Joe reference. Before another came along and spoke about something serious and dangerous. Japan just keeps getting weirder and weirder.

As Tohru asked her what she thought about the situation, Haru thought for a moment before grinning as she shrugged. "Reckon a soldiers life is a hard one." she answered honestly before walking to the class's and seeing Haruka speaking with Mira. They said their farewells, Haruka giving a odd show of intimacy. Weird, this wasn't France or anything.... Japan was supposedly way more careful when it came to more intimate actions. Hugging, kissing... Whatever.

Brushing it off like it was just some odd custom between high school girls, Haru walked over with Tohru to greet Mira.

"Ah apologize if Ah made you upset or anythin'.." Haru apologized with a slight frown before cheerfully nodding at the aspect of meeting more people.

Following into the classroom, she saw a couple of people from the field and she waved happily to them. "Howdy y'all!" she chirped up, uncaring that her uniform was currently a mess.

Soon enough, Hikaru finished her lunch and looked at the clock.
"Still some time left it seems", she thought out loud.
Since it's spring, I might as well go outside. Let some sun touch my face or something... She nodded. This seemed like a good idea, especially after the fiasco that has been the morning so far. Great start to a first year of high school... I only intended to be, like ten minutes late
Sunk into heavy thoughts, she left the building aimed at one of the small patches of grass where she flopped down and closed her eyes to enjoy the sun.
Strange, isn't it? I might just end up being booted here...
Hikaru chuckled at this thought.
No matter how hard I try, I always revert to my usual self. Not that I wouldn't like it...

There she lay with a faint smile in her face, not of happiness, but of sadness. The wind swirled through her hair and carried the smell of the cherry trees to her nose and created a feeling of tranquility she hadn't felt in a long while.
Maybe this place is different... just maybe...

Junko's face lit up like a dog who was given a piece of steak. She quickly took the bowl and started digging in, only looking up with Reiko briefly muttered her name, saying something about how there were no good people. "What a gloomy attitude." Junko thought, sighing, but urged herself to continue. It was, of course, only because of that attitude that Junko was getting a second helping.

Junko was halfway finished with her bowl, but she noticed Aino being pulled away by another girl. It seemed urgent. After they left the room, it was only when Junko realized she was the girl that she tried to get to join their team earlier. "Ah, that was...Haruka-san?" It was nice, she was getting the hang of remembering people.

She was about to tease the both of them about what seemed so important, but when they came back in Junko raised an eyebrow. That wasn't the student that came in the room previously, so it threw her off. "Well aren't you popular." She smirked, then then looked up to see a girl with a heavy accent and long blonde hair. Junko tilted her head and smiled. "Hi there!" She waved and then started trying to finish her curry.

Being ushered into the classroom by Mira-chan, Tohru was still in a bit of a daze by what went on between her and Haruka here recent, how the third year said she admired the second year student before leaving off to her military business, this weird mention of some secret mission where there were diabolical consequences. Still it seemed to the girl like something out of some video-game, like those god awful First Person Shooters that had no plot or story merit to them whatsoever and were so piss poor easy to play and beat within a day. She hated those simply because of such, no complexity whatsoever, plus she was more of a survival horror addict, but that was beside the point. Gosh how her mind could wander so instantly. ADD much she thought? Back on subject, she wondered what Haruka could possibly mean by admirable especially when Tohru viewed herself and her endeavors towards the girl in spite to be less than admirable.

Glancing around the classroom, she didn't really recognize most of the students, except maybe for Miyamoto and her rich b*tch brigade off in the corner, spreading their irritable banter of gossip as usual. Tohru shot the tiny terrors a glare as they walked past them, and later her eyes caught Pervy-san apparently putting the moves on some other tiny chick, and not small like the rich girls, no she was midget tiny! What was she like an inch or something? Nadeshiko definitely had some weird tastes, but Tohru never thought one of those would be Loli-con. To each their own I guess. She shrugged. Maybe if she gets booked on molestation, I'll at least have a better cellmate. At this, a small chuckle escaped her, picturing Nadeshiko in jail, a women's jail too with all the tough, hardened lesbians who would wear her out in seconds flat. It was a bad thing to consider yes, but the thought of it was simply hilarious to Tohru. Soon, her and Haru were brought to a table where two other girls sat. The first one....Tohru had no frickin idea who she was, and eventhough she was standing in plain view of her, she only addressed the Gaijin. Ya f*ckin blind or something? I'm standing right here! How hard it could be to miss an oddity such as Honada-san.

The other girl Tohru easily noticed off the back was Red Shorts, that one girl who nearly got her head taken off at volleyball. "Sup." She said to Red Shorts before taking a seat at the table. No surprise, she felt every table or desk she sat at, she had the utmost liberty to prop her feet onto it, so of course up went her boots onto the girls' lunch table as Tohru leaned back in a chair and relaxed. "So how's your head there, Red Shorts?"

Yuru Yuri as well? That settled it. She was trying to subtly hint that she was into yuri, of that Rika could now be sure. She fidgeted nervously in her sheet, barely managing to contain a blush. How should she react to this? Was she coming on to her? Or was she jumping to conclusions? Well, perhaps she didn't have to do anything but name a few non yuri anime that she really liked, taking the easy way out. Or should she get this off her chest yet still maintain some plausible deniability? Was it worth the risk? Her mind was racing. Why was she over thinking this?

"Those are funny anime. Wasn't it odd how yuru yuri hardly had any yuri in it?" she replied with a bright smile. "I mean, I'm not bothered by it or anything, Well anyways, I'm getting really into Kill La Kill right now, and I really like magical girl anime too. They're all so adorable. I've always wanted to voice act one and I think I may be getting the chance pretty soon through an audition." She spoke excitedly as she mentioned this, making arm movements as if she was shooting off a magical spell or something.

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"Yeah, that was kinda odd about that one. Kyōko and Ayano were really cute. Though, like the title says, Easygoing yuri, right?" Regan giggled softly at that, though she listened attentively to what the girl followed up with. She ate politely while watching her speak, a soft smile on her lips at all times. Her eyes light up a bit at the mention of voice acting, and she swallows before she speaks. "Oh, yeah? I bet it'd be a fun transition from being in horror films all the time. Though, I hope you get better casting than you have been..." Every time she remembers seeing Rika in a film, the actress played a fatality.

"Kill La Kill? I've heard of that one. Made by the guys who made Gurren Lagann, right? I haven't had a chance... well, I suppose I have, but I haven't yet looked into that one. I hear it's good, but kinda... 'Hollywood', whatever that's supposed to mean, exactly." She shrugs, pausing in her speech to think for a moment. "Which Magical Girl anime is your favorite? I think I might look into a manga, if you have one you like in particular." She smiled as she conversed with the girl, happily eating her meal while listening for her answer. This girl was more interesting than she expected. She was fidgeting an awful lot for someone who appears on camera, something's making her nervous. Was she unaccustomed to this kind of treatment? Was she trying to hide something? Hmm...

Quickly enough, Hikaru became bored from just lying there, so she stood up, shook herself free of dirt and grass and went back into the school building.
What to do, what to do? I still got a while 'till the next lesson begins...
Without even noticing, she ended up in the dining area again. Nope, no more food for me! I'm not gonna let myself go like that and become fat.
On the border of her vision she saw something that cought her attention.
It was two girls, happily and merrily talking to each other while eating. One with a very eye-catching pink hair, the other with a long brownish hair.
Hikaru shrugged and walked closer as out of the blue an idea struck her. I could do that until the break is over, yes!

Hikaru poked the pink-haired girl from behind and put on her best smile, which sadly ended up being waaay too much.
"Ey, pals! Just wanna know a quick thing and I'm gone! Say, could you point me to the kendo club room? Don't have anything to do and I want to get some practicing done"

Reiko remained silent following Aino-san's clearly rhetorical question. Really now, what kind of question was that? 'Why would you think otherwise?' Wasn't it obvious? The way girls gossip spreads faster than wildfire. Sure, she may have intended to keep the promise, but for how long? A day? A week? Maybe even a whole month? But eventually all the secrets come out, and Aino would be no different. Best to get on top of the eventual blabbermouth and practice denying everything now. Maybe some would even believe her. And maybe this school year would have very few incidents.

Doubtful, of course.

When Aino left, or rather, when Aino was dragged out, Reiko made no motion or gesture indicating her concern or care. She was, at least, partially - very partially - disappointed that the backrub went away as well, but that disappointment faded away quickly. Reiko gave a slight grunt as Junko began enjoying the curry that used to belong to Reiko. She was all set to just drink the rest of her milk and put her head down until the school day ended, but two things happened. First, the thickly accented clearly foreign student sauntered in, looking a mess and being far too excited.

"What are you even saying?" Reiko asked, her voice soft but as full of ill will as any other. "Please don't talk to me, I can barely understand you." Reiko thought that would be the end of it, and she shifted in her seat to put her head down.

And that's when another student, this one calling Reiko a strange name, entered the picture.

"My head is FINE," Reiko raised her voice, now quite annoyed that multiple people have asked her, "Thanks for asking me BACK WHEN IT HAPPENED. Oh, wait, NO ONE DID."

Reiko stood from her chair, grabbed her milk, and stomped out of the classroom, having had enough of this annoying charade.

"AND MY NAME'S NOT RED SHORTS." She said before sliding the door shut with authority.

Haru blinked a little as the boyish girl complained about her accent. Her accent wasn't that bad to be not understandable. Her Japanese was just about pitch perfect with only the bit of drawl from her country English accent. Deciding to just to piss her off more for the insult, the taller girl ruffled the tomboys hair a bit roughly with a smirk. "You're a cranky lass, ya know? Not nice ta make fun on how someone talks." she snickered before letting go as the tomboy addressed to Tohru's nickname before storming out.

Girl must have been hit harder then she thought, considering Tohru was the first to ask if she was alright, then Haru herself told her to take it easy and not push herself. Maybe she just has bad memory in general, or she just wants to insult who ever bugs her. Shrugging a little, she grinned a little at Tohru in mild amusement.

"Think that girl got hit harder in the head then if she got hit with a bat. Or a rattler got stuck up her ass." she mused in a blunt honest assumption, though held no sign of resentment, despite being made fun of and put down. Again.

Seems to be a ongoing thing today but hey it was like a normal thing now. It's not like she didn't expect to get made fun of here.

"Well, something's definitely stuck up her ass, and she's lucky it ain't my g*ddamn foot." Tohru was quick to remark to the tall blonde at the resounding slam of the classroom door startling everyone in the area except for the metal-head and Red Shorts ferociously enraged at the rather...unnecessary nickname, but what the Hell? Tohru was just being herself as usual, a brash and cynical comedian of sorts, but to have her face chewed off like that for just calling the gender-bender tranny "Red Shorts"? Pfft! Someone sure as hell had red shorts and the cramps to go with it. Also, did she have to practically throttle the girl for just showing her concern? Jeesh, Tohru was only making sure the kid was okay, especially after taking a whammer like that square on the head.

They were all trying to be friendly to the boyish-looking girl, maybe more boyish than Tohru could pull off, but if she was gonna jump down their throats and yank their heads off for showing her some high-school hospitality, then Honada had only a few choice words for the b*tch, Well f*ck you then m*therf*cker and have a f*cking nice m*therf*cking day you f*cking little b*tch from Hell you. "Eh screw her, probably just that time of the month for Red Shorts. Heh, no wonder she was wearing them." Tohru snorted rather rudely, but dammit the chick deserved it. Unfortunately, she deserved what she had coming to her as well, for Karma just loved to take her hard ass hand and slap Tohru right across the face. Without warning, she seemed to lean back a little too far in her chair, and in seconds, on the floor she was with a yelp before plummeting, laughter quick to ensue from the other students about.

"Dammit! Not again!" She grumbled loudly. This was the third time in a row today, and number four was probably waiting around the corner somewhere. Staggering to her feet, she brushed herself off before sitting back down again, this time with all four legs of the chair making contact with the tile floor, not a very soft landing it was. Her eyes inched over to the other chick, the one wolfing down a bowl of curry like there was no tomorrow.....kinda sickening but oddly fascinating to observe. "Eh...sooooo......good curry yeah?" She gave awkwardly to the girl with a bit of a bewildered blink of her eyes. An odd bunch indeed Mira introduced to the rocker and the Gaijin. It only made this first day of class all the more bizarre to Tohru....when was night-time gonna get here so she could sleep it off like a bad hangover?