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    1. Aims 11 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current So this is my life. And I want you to know that I'm happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.
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9 yrs ago
I broke my phone. So, now, I have to live like a heathen until I get a new one. #howwillisurvive
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9 yrs ago
Do you ever get so busy that you just can't motivate yourself to get anything done? Apparently, I do.
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9 yrs ago
So being an actual teacher is stressful. Like, do I have to grade your homework? Can I just not?
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9 yrs ago
Always, Alan Rickman. Always.
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Bio

Heya~

I'm Aims, and I feel like I've been writing my entire life. It all started when my 5th grade teacher did this whole kids-write-books-thing, and it was absolutely awful. So that was, thirteen years ago. Thirteen years. Sweet jesus, that's forever!

I am a 4th grade math teacher, and it is exhausting! RPG is my only hobby, and so I'm here ALL THE TIME. I'm a little obsessed, and it's okay. :)

If you're looking for a partner to RP with, I'm the person. Shoot me a PM at any time, and I'll probably be up for it.

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Ichiro allowed her to sniff him, fighting the urge to shove her away from him. It surprised him that she admitted to never being with a male, not that she had never been. He had assumed the princesses would both be virgins; the purer the better. He just didn't think she would admit it. She stepped back from him, and he let out a long breath.

"You don't have to like me," he said, frowning at her, "I would prefer that you did, but no one can make you like me. You really just have to tolerate me. And it's really not too hard to tolerate me." He smiled, trying his best to make her smile again. He thought about how easy it would be to just tell her to like him, tell her to be nicer to him. He wouldn't use compulsion on her, but he wished it could be so easy.

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"You could come, you know. It would be a lot easier to keep an eye on your prince," she called back at him as she walked away. She forced herself not to care if he came or not. The idea of going to a high school was for everyone to make friends. Kai just wouldn't be one of those friends. Aiko had to care less about what people thought of her. She made her way down the hall and up a staircase, pushing another big door open. The balcony was lined with theater seats, and she could hear the prince and Kikiyo talking, but she couldn't see them. Aiko found a seat in the back and sat down, listening.
Ichiro shivered against her touch, resisting the urge to push her away. He didn't like how her hand felt against his hot cheek. He noticed her smile and liked it. He thought before he spoke. Aiko would have been a great deal for his father as well. But something inside Ichiro liked Kikiyo.

He reached up and removed her hand from his cheek. "If you think men are brutes, you've not been with the right men. I promise chivalry and charm are not dead," he said with a wink.

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Aiko crossed her arms. There wasn't any point in arguing with the man.

"Ok. But I am going to eavesdrop in the balcony overlooking the throne room," she said and turned away from Kai.
Aiko frowned at him.

"You don't need to guard him here. Kikiyo won't hurt him, and none of the servants would dare," she said leaning against the wall. It was rude to leave a guest. Plus, he intrigued her. For a wolf, he wasn't that bad. Clearly, he was loyal.

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Ichiro thought about her question. Did his pack have trouble boding with other species? Honestly no. The only reason they didn't get along with vampires was this age old feud about opposites.

"Werewolves tend to be really easy to get along with. By nature, we are proud and loid, but we are loyal until death," he answered, in thought. "You're right about Kai. He's too good of a friend for me. He has this idea he has to personally guard me. I have actual guards for that. I wish he would stop trying so much."
Aiko shook her hands, dusting herself off. She looked at the heavy wooden door.

"Please do not drag me around," she said, her voice low. She looked at Kai, sighing. "I agree, but she's a hard case. He's better off marrying a lion. She's the most fierce person I know." Aiko prayed her sister would remember her manners, that she would at least listen to the Prince.

"Would you like some food?" She asked, giving him a small smile. "I am starving."

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Ichiro watched his friend leave, taking the only sensible person in the room with him. It left Ichiro alone with the girl who hated him. He understood though. He would probably hate himself too if he was in her place. The idea of an arranged marriage was barbaric.

"I'm sorry, Princess Kikiyo," he muttered, staring at his hands folding in his lap. "I can't understand how you must feel being pushed into this. I don't really want to be forced to marry either. Maybe we should search for the best in a bad situation?"
For a long time, I had a laptop but no internet access. So, I had to use my smartphone and data plan.
So, I get where you are coming from.
Ichiro sat up, brushing his blond locks away from his face.

"Our father's have made a deal. Your hand in marriage for a lifetime of peace between our species. Yet, I'm sure I was the only one aware of the stipulations of this deal. Our fathers wish that we bond in a place where we can also learn people skills and knowledge. Our education will continue. My father has chosen a prestigious high school for the gifted, and he intends to pay for the four of us to attend said school for one year." Ichiro paused to see the reactions in the room. The light princess was sitting forward in her seat, mouth agape. He could see her fangs behind her red lips, and it made him shiver. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "We begin Monday."

Aiko stood up out of her seat faster than expected. She was across the room, in the prince's face before Ichiro could even react.

"That is absolutely ridiculous!" she shouted, straightening up as he stood in front of her. "My sister and I will not stoop to the level of public education!" She took a deep breath and regained herself, turning to face her sister. "I'm sorry, Kikiyo, but this can't go on." Ichiro grabbed her arm gently, turning her around to face him. He had a very serious, almost desperate look on his face. It scared Aiko, but she held strong.

"Your majesty, be realistic. It's not too much to ask, considering the stakes," he said, and Aiko relented. She pulled her arm out of his grasp and turned to Kikiyo with her eyebrows raised.
I do too! xD
I write on my phone all the time. I understand.
Aiko sat up in surprise.

"Kikiyo, please don't be foolish. In a world of vampires, darkness overcomes light," she said, motioning for the maid. Knowing her, the maid brought over wine, not blood. Niko smiled and thanked the girl, sipping from her glass. "Blood doesn't make a queen, but it does make a legend. Any ruler should be feared and respected. I am not feared, Kikiyo, and neither of us can deny that." Aiko stopped to look at Kai. The man was polite; she respected manners. It was the prince she worried about.

"I agree with you, you majesty," the prince said, looking between the two of them, "A ruler should be firm, strong willed. Kikiyo, you are clearly very strong willed. I believe you would be a grand queen, one well worth watching." Ichiro honestly meant that. He liked how stand-offish she was. Bored by the entire ordeal. Ichiro smirked at the girl. "But I believe we have a deal to discuss."
Okay. That's fine. :)
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