[IC] Lilium Academy For Young Ladies

[Silver Fox]

Haru was eating casually, listening to this girls hobbies, one of those people who practiced in fighting with swords or fists. She herself was just raw power since she was used to hard labor. Only experiencing a few brawls at school and even pointing a gun on some stranger on her land. Otherwise, her fighting wasn't really precise... It still hurt if she punched someone though. Was easy to tell with her firm handshake. Though she highly doubted she would need to do such things here, though she probably would have to attend some sport to keep in shape. Didn't want to get all soft when she went back home after all.

As Regan seemed to scold her on proper Japanese formality and once again calling her by last name. Her fists clenched tightly, anger slowly raising in her chest before she forced herself to calm, her blue eyes sharp now. "Ma'am." she started, her voice firm and suddenly harsh and said the word in a cold yet polite manner. "Ah'm not some idiot like many of y'all think. Be mighty ill prepared if ah came here not knowing the customs. Ah don't care what y'all call me as long it isn't mah last name. If you must you can call me by mah Ma's last name King-San. But mah Pa's name isn't for anyone to say lightly." she said before standing up with her empty tray.

"Pardon, Ma'am. Gotta put this back." Haru said before briskly walking out. She didn't mean to sound harsh and she knew it really wasn't the girl's fault. But she always hated being called by her last name since her father died. Legally, she didn't have money to change it either... No point in it since fifty bucks can be used to get food.

It was one of the many reasons she didn't want to come here because Japanese were much harder to make them stop. Back at home, folks may greet with the last name, but quickly switched to first. Especially her since they found it hard to say her fathers last name. Haru was pretty simple, just four letters and sounds like it looks.

Muttering to herself, her muscular tall body treat her out as she cooled her head.

[Erranruin]

Haruka has made a note to herself to find the Aikido specialist sometime later, she needed a sparring match pretty badly and she hadnt gone up against a Martial Artist in a while. Her fighting style was more a complex amalgamation of various techniques and made her a quite unpredictable opponent. She looked forward to plying her craft. The Volleyball game ended disastrously as predicted and Haruka was glad to get away, she really disliked competative games, they made her annoyed when she thought of how she had used to use her body's strength and speed. In any case she was glad for lunch. She did want to sit next to Mira but when she got there she noted Tohru sitting beside her and decided not to antagonise the situation more, Mira wouldn't appreciate growling. She she got her lunch and was about to sit down when she heard a familiar voice to her left. She turned with a smile to see a face that made her heart jump just a little. A striking young woman walked towards her, hand raised and face smiling with warmth. "Haruka!" She had long black hair and a generally very traditionally japanese appearance except for her muscular figure and tribal tattoo travelling across her right shoulder. Haruka grinned back at her and quickly put her tray down onto a nearby table before the older girl came up to her and gave her a hug and a brief kiss on the cheek, which Haruka returned.

"Kira! What are you doing here?" Haruka's old girlfriend grinned at her with a slightly secretive smile. "Oh, I just wanted to come see how you were doing and the school let me in since I'm a graduate." She chuckled in a jovial manner and stroked her hand up Haruka's neck in a very simple yet overtly familiar gesture. "Also I guess I missed you." Haruka sighed, it wasn't like they had really broken up, Kira had simply graduated and neither of them had the time for a long distance relationship. Still Haruka had liked Kira and their small romance had been nice. "Do you have time? Come have lunch with me, tell me what you've been up to." Kira nodded eagerly and they took a table near Mira and Tohru.

"Well I got into the army but... I was transferred when they decided I could be used better elsewhere. I'm in Black-ops now, though I trust you'll keep that to yourself." Haruka nodded nonchalantly, there was no question that she could be trusted. She wasnt surprised either, Kira was a very good soldier, Haruka and she often sparred both physically and mentally.

[VitaVitaAR]

Well... this was... this was... interesting...

Why was Nadeshiko so close? Okay, she had... basically agreed to eat lunch with her, but... she was just so close! Himawari squirmed in her seat awkwardly and flushed, looking down at the table for several moments. Close proximity with others was not often something that the swimmer experienced, and so... Nadeshiko felt just about way too incredibly close to her. She shifted awkwardly, before finally managing to open her mouth.

"Y-you're... a little close..."

She thought they'd be sitting across from one another at least. But this close was really pretty embarrassing.

... And she had so much... curry. It was like she'd raided a truck full of it. Was she even going to be able to eat all that without getting sick? There was so much food there... and all of it was so spicy. But... Himawari wasn't worried about Nadeshiko getting sick or anything! Well... okay, she was, but only because eating until you got sick was really stupid.

About to point this, Himawari paused when she realized what Nadeshiko was asking about.

"E-e-ehhhhh?!" the brunette flushed deeply. That was... that was really strange to ask about so suddenly! "Why would you just ask out of no-where?! I... I..."

And then... she remembered how upset Nadeshiko had gotten earlier... Damn it, she still felt bad about that!

"..."

"..."

"F-fine..."

[Raineh Daze]

Tohru would have learned one very important thing: trying to return something to Kotone when she didn't want it was more difficult than she expected. The money was pressed into Kotone's hand... but it sure didn't stay there. When she got back to her previous location, it might become apparent that the itch on her neck was because something was lodged there... and Kotone herself? Nowhere to be seen.

You could disagree with the Yakuza's principles all you wanted, but she refused to let a schoolgirl try and get by with absolutely nothing. Her father didn't really need any more employees, after all.

So, as she went to get lunch, the tall girl wondered if there was a way to help without just giving the cash away...

[CitrusArms]

"King-sa-..." Well, that went well. Regan sighed softly and finished her meal, taking note of the bandages that had been left on her desk. Shinobu-san had come by the room, then... returning the bandages? Wouldn't she... want her bra? Unless she went back to her room to change into a new one, she would imagined the girl would want the support. Walking around without a bra was bothersome, especially with the kind of size they have goin' on. She rubbed the side of her chest just thinking about it.

With her meal finished, the young woman rose and gathered the bandages, stowing them away in her bag, with Shinobu's bra. Her sword bag had a number of auxiliary pockets on it, since she constantly has it with her. Having it be only for her sword would be silly, if straight-forward. She slings her bag over her shoulder and gathers her tray. Well, she hoped the girl would get over it, at least. King was cute, and she appreciated her strange accent. It was comforting, in a way.

But... "King-san... if you don't want people to think or treat you like an idiot, you shouldn't go around addressing people like you /are/ one." Not like the girl could hear her, though. Well, nothing else to do but take her tray to the depository. She slung her bag over her shoulder and left the room, after giving King enough time to get some distance on her. After that, she goes to the roof with a bokken and practices her swings.

[ImportantNobody]

Rika couldn't find any of her new acquaintances after the game had ended once she began getting swarmed by fan girls who blocked her view and impeded her progress in moving around to go look for them. Sure, she could probably ask them all for help doing this for her, but she didn't feel like ordering them around. She was actually still a tad depressed about what happened with Himawari so she wasn't really in the mood for much of anything at the moment, to be honest...Ah, that's right. She still had to clear up the misunderstanding with all of that business pretty soon. Why'd they have to vanish all of a sudden?

"You did wonderfully, Ri Ri!" One of the girls complimented her despite the fact that the game ended so quickly that she never even got the chance to touch the ball.

"U-un," she managed to get out in reply, an informal affirmative. She stood on her tippy toes as she tried to look around over their heads. No luck. Her stomach growled, reminding her that she was now hungry. She could blame all that athletic activity on working up an appetite, but that wasn't the case at all. Oddly enough she could eat a whole lot while remaining skinny. "Let's go eat," she called out, trying to sound as cheerful as possible. They all agreed so they began to head to the cafeteria after changing. She hoped that she'd run into one of the girls she was looking for along the way. They had to eat something, right?

[Silver Fox]

After delivering her tray to the cafeteria, Haru went back outside in the nice spring air. Though she was unsure what to do now, thinking that usually farming or horseback riding cleared her head. Sadly it's not like this place was like anything like her farm. Everyone didn't know everyone, it wasn't some small town or anything and they constantly spoke in their weird polite customs. She knew that, and she knew she was quite rude for this custom but she didn't give a cows backside.

Deciding to take a nap, she went to one of the thicker trees and climbed up it easily. She went to one of the higher stronger branches before pressing her back against the trunk and stretching out her arms. Yes, this was a nice place for a good ol' nap. She needed one after that hectic plane ride anyhow. Plus it was a nice sunny day. Closing her blue eyes and tipping her hat foreword to hide them she slowly started to doze off.

[Rusalka]

Raineh Daze said
When she got back to her previous location, it might become apparent that the itch on her neck was because something was lodged there... and Kotone herself? Nowhere to be seen.

Something definitely felt weird with Tohru after she returned that money to Shinobu. Nothing mental. Honestly she was feeling a bit chipper that she didn't decide to keep all that cash for herself. This was more on a physical note, an odd and rather annoying situation plaguing the back of her neck, like something small scraping away at her sensitive skin. Tohru had to admit she was a bit ticklish in some areas, her neck being one, but this wasn't the fuzzy, enjoyable sort of ticklish feeling like roughhousing with a close friend or.....dammit why did that thought even emerge in her head? This was more on the side of a bothersome and nerve-racking ticklish, akin to an insect of some kind landing on your back and crawling up to your head.

Was it a mantis? Dear God, Amaterasu, and Buddha if it was, then Tohru would be ripping away her shirt and flailing around like she was loony as hell, possibly screaming to the top of her lungs several curses and other foul utterances. Just the thought of one of those ugly, green, beady-eyed bastards latching onto her neck made the teen shiver with a surmounting horror. Those bugs were nothing to Tohru but servants of evil, they even looked wicked as hell, but not the wicked Tohru enjoyed. Her hand swiftly made for the back of her neck in a yelp, and she felt something thick thump against her palm. Oh f*ck! It was one! She swatted frantically at her neck now, her shouts possibly echoing all about the campus as she wrenched and hopped about for a few seconds, enough to make her look like an idiot though in front of all of Lilium. The irritating object in question soon fell from behind her neck. It was....the money.

"Huh?" Tohru looked dumbfounded at the wad of cash, the very same she was sure had been placed in Shinobu's hand. How the hell did it end up here? "Ugh! G*ddammit!" She groaned loudly, clutching the yen in a tightly balled fist as she turned to the entrance of the school, not a soul around. Yakuza Queen was long gone now, but Tohru insisted still on giving back the 100,000. I'm not keeping it, if that's what you think, Yakuza Queen. Even if I have to shove this money in your bra, you're getting it back dammit!

She kept the money in her hand until then, as she made her way back to where her and Mira-chan were enjoying lunch, noticing not one, but two peculiar sights. The first was the Gaijin-girl, the blonde chick from America climbing up in a tree...to take a nap. Normally that's what the ground under the tree was for, but....that must be an American thing or whatever. Tohru merely glanced up at the girl with a What the f*ck are you doing? face before she carried on. The next sight, and this had to be the most damning for Tohru.....Haruka-san. Ugh! The one time I get to hang with Mira-chan and low and behold Prince Charming with tits shows up! But what be this? Another girl was with Haruka, an old friend perhaps? By the way Tohru interpreted the bits and pieces of their conversation, it was more like old flames. Well well....the rumors sure ain't lying. Looks like G.I. Jane here was the player they said she was. This indeed brought a Cheshire grin to Tohru, more on the inside than out.

Finally, Tohru took her seat again next to Mira, a brief sigh of irritation escaping her as she fell with her back against the tree. "She gave it back, but I ain't hanging onto it long. I don't need this much anyways just for food. It's too much..."

[SailorMoon]

Mira blinked curiously as Tohru ran off after Kotone, her attention shifting elsewhere when she heard Haruka's name. Peeking behind her, she saw Haruka accompanied by a black haired girl. It was just her luck that the moment she looked, she saw them exchanging kisses on the cheek. Gross. She wouldn't have minded had it not been for the overly familiar way they looked and touched each other. She swallowed as they passed, wondering if Haruka had seen her at all and if that was her girlfriend. Feeling confused, and slightly sick she fiddled with the cap to her third juice. Taking a long drink.

They were just friends, right? It didn't mean that Haruka was a player just because she walked her to class...and kissed other girls... and let them stroke her neck. Mira wasn't even listening to their conversation, though she was close enough to hear. All she could think about was how dumb it was to have a crush on a third year student with that kind of reputation. It was hot all of a sudden, and her face was the color of a tomato.

When she heard the light crunching of grass beside her, she looked over to see Tohru getting situated beside her. Now that her friend was back, she would have to pry her eyes away from the couple and pay attention. "I think you should keep it, Ru-chan. It's a gift...I bet it would make her very happy if you kept it." Taking the last sip of her drink. "It would make me happy too knowing that you are taken care of."

[Fabricant451]

The grass was oddly comfortable now, even past the point where the stinging pain had subsided. Reiko would have stayed there longer were it not for the timely, and that was not the word Reiko would have used, intervention of a particularly foul mouthed student. Coincidentally, the very same student that Reiko had accidentally beaned in the head, though she - the student that is - seemed to think it was someone else. Reiko may not have been the top ranked girl in the class (though the top twenty was in her grasp) but she was smart enough to know not to mention it, lest a fist hit her instead of a ball.

Reiko didn't speak so much as a thanks, and even if she had wanted to, the other student was already leaving. It seemed it was lunch time, and Reiko was wasting valuable time standing around, watching the others leave. Perhaps it was her fault that the only one who had bothered to help her, to see if she was even alright, was the one she had hit earlier. True, Reiko hadn't exactly gone out of her way to be sociable or even polite with the others, but having no one concerned made her feel bad. Or worse, anyway. And to think there was a brief moment where she wondered if she should try and bond, try and make friends with the others. Of course not. It would just end poorly and she'd be back where she started.

Alone.

As it should be.

Reiko sighed and walked, her head pointed downwards, back towards the main building. She was still in her gym clothes upon returning to the classroom holding a tray containing a bowl of curry udon with an extra amount of onion mixed in. She also had a can of strawberry milk. She nearly spilled the curry udon after the foreign student left the class room, with one of the students who had been on the volleyball match following shortly thereafter. Junko shrugged her shoulders. None of her business.

"Kuriyama-san," Reiko said, merely as a way to announce to her roommate that she was also dining in the classroom. Reiko set her food on her desk and opened the bag hanging from it. "Don't mind me." She said right before removing her gym shirt. She had always changed in the classroom. Now was no different. After her gym shirt was removed and placed into the appropriate bag, next came the red shorts.

It never even registered to Reiko that she was, essentially, stripping down with another person in plain view. Not that she particularly cared, seen one person changing, seen them all.

[Erranruin]

After a little while chatting and catching up Kira was a silent a moment and then suddenly nodded, as though she had decided something. "Well thats that, you're just as capable as I remember Haruka." Haruka blinked in a questioning manner but Kira waved her confusion away. "Nevermind, it will be explained later. For now, that pink haired chick has been checking you out all this time, friend of yours?" She pointed surruptitiously towards Mira and Tohru with a mischeavous glint in her eye. Her words made Haruka's heart jump a huge beat and she scowled at her slightly to which she chuckled. "Ah you always were a romantic Haruka. Come on introduce me!"

Haruka scowled a little but sighed in resignation and nodded, getting up. "Just behave yourself." She glared meaningfully at her to which Kira held up her hands in a placating manner. "Best behaviour!" So with a sigh of disbelief, Haruka lead her over.

"Mira-chan, Honada-san, I was wanting you to meet Gintama Kira-san, she's a graduate of the school and my f-"

Kira jumped in here. "Her EX-girlfriend, a pleasure to meet you Mira-san." The 'ex' was accentuated and Haruka rolled her eyes at Kira wearily. "Yes well, in any case she came to visit and wanted to be introduced to my friends." Kira interrupted again. "SPECIFICALLY, the cute girl who was checking Haruka out the whole time." Kira cocked and eyebrow at Mira before Haruka punched her quite hard in the shoulder to which she cried out a little and gave a mock hurt expression. "I think you've met everyone now, why dont you go back to wherever you sprang from?" Kira sighed but chuckled lightly as well and nodded, patting Haruka on the shoulder before turning and leaving while trying to contain her mirth. Haruka sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of her nose to relieve annoyance. "I apologise Mira-chan, she was never very tactful." She tried to give a reassuring smile.

[CitrusArms]

After going over her basic and advanced swing techniques, and her stances, and moving through the 9th Kata of the Hiryuu school, Regan put a hand to her stomach. "... still hungry." She sighs and gathers her bag and returns the bokken to where she got it as she comes down from the roof. Wait... why was there a bokken in the main building, anyway? She stopped before the stairs and looked at the supply locker she had grabbed it from.

.... whatever.

She proceeded back to the cafeteria, coming around a corner and bumping into Rika. "Ooh! Look out, I gotcha." (Spoken casually, with her dialect and accent) Before the girl could fall over from the taller half-German's inattention, she caught her and pulled her in, into what could be called a hug. She steps back quickly enough, hands on her shoulders. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you. Are you alright? Hey, I'll treat you to lunch to make up for it, how's that sound?" She smiles kindly to the girl, turning and sliding an arm around Rika's shoulders as she walks toward the lunch line. She drops the arm after just a few seconds, making it seem like nothing too much.

[Silver Fox]

Haru had slightly dozed off in the passed couple of minutes until she noticed that short hair girl who looked like one of those punk rocker folk. Name Tohru she said before, and gladly she looked fine after getting decked by the ball. A obvious questioning expression was stuck to the other students face, but Haru just gave a friendly smile and waved a little.

"Howdy Tohru Ma'am. Glad ta see your alright." she said though the girl soon moved on to wherever she was going, which was back to the purdy pink hair girl way back to the cherry blossom trees.

Shrugging, the country girl leaned back again as she relaxed, enjoying the view from the height. Haru did find it enjoyable to see the view from a tree especially in spring with all these cherry blossoms. It was a lovely sight and Haru hadn't seen very many cherry blossom trees since most were up northwest with the Yankees.

A voice spoke up, a pretty once yet it held that uppity attitude to it. "Excuse me miss, could you come done for a moment?" The voice spoke, Haru looking down to see three girls. Rolling her blue eyes, she could already estimate what this was, but she easily climbed her way down, taking a few minor jumps before she landed smoothly in front of them. Damn, all she wanted was a peaceful nap looking at Japanese chery blossom trees but no.

The three had regular Japanese black hair, one short, one long and straight, and the one who spoke pretty long black curly hair. They carried cans of juice in their more delicate fingers while they looked up at the towering foreigner. Giggling innocently, the curly girl smiled as her brown gaze looked at the blonde.

"Your American right? And country even?" The pretty curly haired girl spoke, not bothering to wait to Haru to introduce herself.

"Aye, arentshhhy'all a dumb bag of hammers? How'd y'all getcha lucky enough to be y'all here?" said the short hair girl, mocking the country accent in a horrid manner.

"Heh, she's just some half-breed who's dad decided to whore around with some American woman I bet. the straight haired woman spoke with a innocent smile earning a glare by Haru.

The curly haired woman hummed softly and innocently chuckled. "Now now girls none of that. She can't help that she is a ruffian among aristocrats after all. Besides, she can fit in easily. That body could provide a living on the street." she said, her right hand flipping her hair back casually.

Haru glared before slowly forcing herself to calm before smiling innocently as well. "Dumb eh? At least Ah'm smart enough not to wastin mah time bragging like a bunch of hens in a coop with their bums filled with eggs after their rooster had a mighteh fine time before he crowed. And thank ye kindly, Ah can attract better then the likes of y'all little hens. Hens who shure don't get no respect. Probably why y'all have nothin better ta do then try ta puff out your little breasts." she said in a casually blunt manner! smiling innocently as the three looked obviously furious.

Next thing that happened was pretty predictable, since Haru found herself soaked with juice as the cans were dumped on her. The three laughed, thinking they were victorious before quickly retreating. Haru shrugged, feeling a bit satisfied before she sneezed, taking off her hat and shaking it out.

[Rusalka]

"Well...you might be right there, Mira-chan..." Still, Tohru had to wonder why Shinobu would even take pity on her, especially after gym. The girl sure as hell looked like she wanted to murder Tohru on the spot after their venomous encounter, and she certainly had no words after with the metal-head. Maybe it was something selfless in the girl, and of course Tohru could be too harsh in her judgment. But still, Tohru didn't feel inclined to spend money that just appeared from nowhere, despite it being able to pay for lunch year-round and then some, maybe even treat Mira-chan as well like she promised. "Maybe I'll just hang onto it for a little while, see if Yakuza Queen still wants it back. If not, then I guess I'm set." A brief chuckle escaped her lips, her face slightly reddening. So who was this chick Haruka-san was catching up with? That seemed to be the subject of matter at this time.

Tohru didn't seem to care about what Haruka and this other girl were talking about, but when the girlfriend in question pointed towards her and Mira-chan, then things seemed to have gotten interesting. Likewise, Tohru paid no mind to Haruka and the chick meandering over to them, keeping her eyes forward as she fumbled her cigarette lighter in her hands, flicking it a couple of times, however her ears remained wide open to the conversation, especially when it seemed Mira-chan was getting dragged into it by the EX-girlfriend of Haruka-san. Seemed Haruka too was bothered by this woman's instant interest in Mira, the rather condescending and spiteful nature of her words, particularly of her staring at Haruka, checking her out as Tohru considered it, which no less chided her but slightly.

Once Kira-san was out of sight, Haruka had let out what could be known as a sigh of relief and irritation all at the same. Her apology was toward Mira, but Tohru cut in rather brash, fishing through the crumpled pack of Seven Stars for a smoke...her last one. Dammit... Nonchalantly, she lit the cigarette before Haruka, and even puffed a bit of smoke downwind of her while she replied, "I don't think tact is in the b*tch's dictionary really. She was about a sentence away from me shoving my fist down her throat." She took another drag, and another wisp of irritance met with Haruka's face. "So....she's like what? Your second or your third? Or maybe your first? I dunno. I don't really keep up with that kinda stuff." A bit of a snide remark, with only a more snarky attitude to boot, just casually smoking in front of who Tohru considered one of the most strict and straight-laced students at Lilium, however....she didn't seem so straight-lace at all after that encounter.

There was a bit of a commotion off in the distance, and from how it sounded, some snot nosed little brats were picking on the Gaijin. She looked like she was holding her own at first, the tall blonde, but a burning spike of anger gouged its way through Tohru's chest when she saw the snobby, preppy b*tches drown the American in juice, their rancid laughter echoing as they made a cowardly retreat. What Tohru wouldn't give to grab those three snots and show them what a real ruffian was like. Come to think of it, she still had her switchblade stuffed in her boot. F*ckin' little snots! Just cause they got money from their rich daddies, they think they're bulletproof. Heh, those b*tches wouldn't last a day on the streets. Too late for her to do anything other than be consoling...... They pull that sh*t again, they can guarantee they'll have my ass coming after them. "Yo Gaijin!" Once again in flawless English, she called to the blonde, a short wave to give their current location on campus. "Wanna hang?"

[SailorMoon]

Mira immediately felt nervous when the black-haired girl pointed at her. Uh oh... She saw them both getting up from their seat, and caught the mischievous twinkle in Kira's eye. She wasn't sure whether to be happy, or frightened that Haruka was coming over to them with her presumed to be girlfriend. So, she donned a welcoming smile and got up from her seat on the grass, Tohru following suit. Even if that was her girlfriend, she still felt special that Haruka would want to introduce them to her. Maybe she would get the chance to see what kind of girl she fancied.

What she thought was supposed to be a normal, friendly introduction left her completely red in the face and at a total loss of words. Denying that she was checking Haruka out was out of question, Kira saw her watching them before they even sat down. She could seriously puke from how sick it made her feel being 'outted', but instead, she put on a sad, tight lipped version of her previous smile. Who knew Haruka liked such...bitchymean girls. Maybe she could relish in the fact later that Kira was just her "ex" girl-friend, but judging by the way they were acting earlier there had to be more to the story.

When Haruka apologized, she gave a tight-lipped smile and played with her hair over her shoulder, choosing to look elsewhere. Thank God for Tohru... Though she wasn't making it any better with her antagonistic remarks, she broke the awkward silence and kept her from having to say anything else to the third year student. Her attention was brought back to Tohru and Haruka when her room mate yelled "Yo Gaijin!"

Gaijin? She looked over to see Haru, the new foreign student, covered in juice. Her eyes widened, "Ehhh? What happened to her?" she said to no one in particular. That was when she saw "those" girls walking away. The same girls that tried to bully her last year, but thanks to Haruka she had never had any juice or anything dumped all over her. That was what initially attracted her to Haruka in the first place.

"Are you okay?" Mira dug into her briefcase, pulling out a pink handkerchief and offering it to Haru, who literally towered over her.

Perfect timing to forget about how she had just been humiliated in the same breath.

[Rin]

Nadeshiko Kazamatsuri

Nadeshiko payed no attention to Himawari's protestations about her closeness. To be honest, the artist had no real concept of personal space, especially when it came to cute girls. Just because she was shy didn't mean she wasn't going to try and get as close to them as possibly. In fact, the only thing her shyness seemed to be doing right now was preventing her from doing anything more to Himawari's backside than occasionally glimpsing at it.

"Um, s-so, um, eheh, um..." As the swimmer accepted her offer, her nerves hit her once more, and she began mercilessly plowing into her curry rice. And it was... Oh, it was much better than the curry bread! The rice was so wonderfully fluffy, and the sauce was so rich and thick... The tingling of spice on her tongue felt absolutely marvelous! Ah, it was so... So... To be able to enjoy such a wonderfully curry whilst next to such a cute girl... This was a perfect moment. As long as nothing interrupted it, Nadeshiko would be so happy...

"W-well, um... I, um, y-you'd r-r-really like it, eheh..." She mumbled between mouthfuls. "Um, it's a-about, um... It's about th-this one s-series... Um... F-from last y-year, um... And um, uh, um... S-so there's a g-girl n-named Mana, and, um, uh... And sh-she and the m-main villain's d-d-daughter, um, uh, um... And th-they're s-so cute together ehehe, um, uh..."

Why was it so hard to explain now? Then again, she'd never tried to explain a work in progress to someone... Especially someone so cute.

[VitaVitaAR]

Nadeshiko wasn't moving any further away... Himawari would have tried to scoot over herself, but she found herself without very much room. Squirming where she sat, she tried to focus on eating her lunch. It was brought from home, a rather perfectly neat assortment of fairly traditional foods. Yes, this would distract her from the unwanted close proximity. To be fair... Himawari would not admittedly have minded so much if Nadeshiko just sat next to her, she still felt too bad about before to get too angry... but... but... this was just too close! And did she keep leaning back to...

"S-stop leaning back like that, p-... Dokidoki Precure?"

Himawari was... almost surprised she immediately recognized exactly what Nadeshiko was talking about. She would have initially suspected it would be some kind of yuri h-manga or something, which Himawari totally never read ever, but Dokidoki Precure? She'd watched Dokidoki Precure! She liked Dokidoki Precure! "You're doing a doujin about Dokidoki?"

Himawari couldn't help it... even if she had a pretty good idea of what kind of doujin this would be, she did really like Dokidoki.

[Silver Fox]

Shaking out the remaining juice from her hat and squeezing out of her uniform which was a bit multi colored with purple, orange and a light red from the juice. Though she looked up when she heard a familiar voice calling in English. Glancing over in the far distance, the blonde saw that girl Tohru waving at her asking if she wanted to hang.

Haru smiled, as if the whole event didn't happen and walked over there, swiftly moving across the school grounds and over to them. "Howdy, shure would love to." she spoke as she put her hat back on and wiped her wet face with the back of her hand and licked her lips and tasted the juice.

Blinking a little as Mira offered a handkerchief, the country girl smiled softly. "Thank ye kindly Ma'am but Ah wouldn't want to ruin your purdy handkerchief on mah behalf. Ah'll be fine, no real harm done. Went better than most encounters." she chuckled. Perhaps it was weird to say she was used to getting bullied, but hey they were everywhere and always had something to poke fun at. Course Ma didn't want her fighting so she just ignored them usually. They just get bored eventually.

[elphrain]

Junko had partially finished her meal when she heard a familiar voice call out behind her. She stopped eating and glanced, noticing it was Reiko. “Ah...Ishida-san...” She mumbled with a full mouth, then looked around and wondered how long she was eating by herself. It felt like she went into a complete daze. The food was really that good.

She turned back to Reiko, almost about to ask her something when she froze up and realized she was changing her gym clothes. She caught a glimpse of the bra she was wearing, her figure was slim and she was surprised to see how subtly feminine it was, even though Reiko looked quite boyish with her clothes. After Reiko started changing out of her shorts, Junko felt her face grow hot and she quickly averted her gaze in the other direction. “W-What the hell? I'm not some kind of homo.” Junko took a bite of her food and hoped Reiko didn't notice anything...even though it was all in her head. Suddenly seeing someone changing in front of her was just a surprise, that was all.

After clearing her throat she began to speak casually, but tried to avoid looking anywhere near Reiko who was changing.

“So, uh, how are your injuries? From the volleyball game?”

[ImportantNobody]

She was too busy looking around in the distance that she wasn't paying much attention to the blur that was right in front of her coming around the corner. By the time she looked down it was too late; she had landed into a faceful of boobs. Both their size and the sound of the voice of who these chest pillows belonged to was oddly familiar. She had definitely seen her recently, right? But who was it? Ah...she was that German girl! No doubt about it. She had trouble breathing in there, but it helped conceal her blushing so she had no choice but to keep her face firmly planted in them until she could clear her mind and return her face back to normal. However, this was much harder then it sounded to do when she still had her face in such a tight location. When Regan stepped backwards she looked up, locking eyes with this long brown haired girl. Now that she was "acquainted" with her it was hard to imagine how she didn't notice her much before now. She seemed like a nice and attractive enough person.

"Hiryuu-san," she said with a slight bow. "I wasn't paying attention either. No need to pay for my lunch over it or anything..."

Her voice trailed off, diverting her eyes from her face just in case she could see her blushing. When she did so she noticed how angry some of the fans appeared, like they were just about ready to pounce on them. It was either because Regan was getting all touchy feely with their idol or because she had bumped into her. They tended to get jealous pretty easy despite her attempts at mellowing them down over the years. This situation could be troublesome for everyone involved if it escalated any further. She was glad when Regan removed her hand from her shoulder.

"Ah, umm, thanks for the offer, though."

The other girls continued to glare at Regan.