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Post by YURI LORENZE on Oct 29, 2012 16:34:46 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=valign,top,true][atrb=class, TIMEBOMB] [classy=TIMEBOMB-icon][/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-icon] [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics] It was like a time bomb set into motion[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-words] ✵ The blue haired took a step out of his work, just giving a small sigh. His body was sore after that annoying day of work. Day after day of dealing with people it was frustrating. Why did things like that have to happen? More so when he didn't even have a clue of how to make sense of things. 'Why am i even doing this...work is over.' His clothes hadn't changed, still the same butler like outfit he had on at work. Yuri didn't feel like changing he would much rather just go home and do it. There he could do whatever he wanted, without much of a problem. Not have to deal with random boys watching him, or even girls. Either gender suddenly appearing felt weird. The fact that his boss would probably do most of the the sneaking up didn't help.
To be blunt it only frustrated him more. Getting the blue eyed boy into trouble, more so then he ever wanted. His boss was just annoying, and as if it would make things easier. Holding his book bag underneath his arm he gave a small sigh. "Tch why am I even out here...? I could think of so many other things to do." Walking the Nishi streets were so dangerous, as if they would even be safe here. At least anyone who was wandering around out here alone. Thinking they had what it took to handle these people, then again as if he was even any different.
For the most part he probably just wanted to create chaos. Find those annoying punks to deal with them, as if it was even going to work to begin with. The school books would give him that appearance of a school boy, which in one sense he was. But the other sense he had more important things to do with his life. Walking right into a dark alley he just yawned jumping over it, the books were fine and so was he. Other then that it didn't really matter. As far as he was concerned other things were meant to be thought about here.
He was a dangerous boy, most people would know that. If they were even from here to begin with. Quite a few people thought they could push what little luck they had. As if it even worked he never was beaten, it always ended up the other way around. No one had amused him, or even kept him occupied now. Would there ever be anyone who could? Probably not really he wasn't that surprised by it. Yuri couldn't help but wonder if someone would approaching him.
More so how annoying would they be when they did, it couldn't get that much worse. If it even did at all, the boy didn't even bother being sure. Only giving a small sigh he walked holding his bag over his shoulder.
That feeling of people watched kept getting harder to ignore suddenly.[/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-ooc]TAG: Open WORDS: 000 NOTES: Random post[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics2]We knew that we were destined to explode[classy=bomb][/classy][/classy] |
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Post by YUKO UENO on Oct 29, 2012 17:10:11 GMT -5
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[/div][/td][/tr] [tr][td] 671 [/td][/tr] [tr][td] A smaller than average girl let out an exhausted and disappointed sigh. The day hadn’t quite gone as she had planned. Yuko walked down the dark streets towards home, completely oblivious to her surroundings. She clutched her bag to her chest with one arm and in the other hand she held a picture. It had taken her so long to get the picture and the information that she needed to track down the boy in the picture. It was a child picture of a blue haired boy who seemed kind of… cold.
Her father had given in and given it to her but he had his fun by making it such a young picture that it would make it a little difficult to find the person today. She found out that he worked at the Sakura Café at school when she casually brought it up with a student who went there often. So, Yuko had gone to see what the boy was like.
She had been so nervous when she had walked up to the entrance of the café. It took her a few minutes to even walk in. When she did she got a table and was served with no issues but no matter what she did, she couldn’t find the blue haired boy. And now it was closed, and dark out and she still had no idea who this guy even was.
Yuko sighed again. All she had wanted to do was catch a glimpse of the guy she was supposed to be tied to. Was that too much to ask? She focused on the picture of the boy again, walking along. Her eyes happened to glance up and she saw a boy in front of her with blue hair. Her violet eyes widened in disbelief. Was that him? It couldn’t be, could it? He turned down an alley, and she ran to catch up. When she looked in the direction he had gone she found no one. Her hopes plummeted and she was so caught up in her hopelessness that she didn’t hear the footsteps that came up behind her.
“Well, aren’t you cute. What’s a cute girl like you doing out here all alone?” A muscular voice said into her ear. She jumped and let out a small squeak. The small girl turned quickly on her heels, her blonde hair fanning out at the movement. A tall guy with many piercings looked down at her with a wolfish grin. She clutched her bag with both hands but she couldn’t find any words to speak.
The stranger put his hand on her arm, his fingers like a vice grip. “You shouldn’t be out here alone. Why don’t you come with me…” His voice was quiet so as not to draw attention from passerbys. Yuko felt her heart pick up beat and she did the first thing that came to mind, she kicked straight up in between the unsuspecting guy’s legs. He crumpled and let out a gasp, dropping his hand from her arm. She took off without a second thought, down the way she thought the blue haired guy had gone.
Yuko didn’t pay any attention to her surroundings as she continued to run. She heard a voice scream after her but she didn’t stop running. Which is when she crashed into someone’s back. The guy was a lot taller than her, which caused her to fall back on her butt. Her bag fell from her arms as she tried to catch herself.
She heard the footsteps coming up behind her, and her fear caused her to stand quickly and she grabbed hold of the first person she saw, which happened to be the person she bumped into and she clung to him as if her life depended on it.
“Please don’t let him hurt me!” She pleaded, her hands shaking as she clung to a black sleeve. Her violet gaze went to the direction of the footsteps and she saw the man approaching them like a bull.
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Post by YURI LORENZE on Oct 29, 2012 17:45:04 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=valign,top,true][atrb=class, TIMEBOMB] [classy=TIMEBOMB-icon][/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-icon] [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics] It was like a time bomb set into motion[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-words] ✵ If it was raining he would be just fine with that. Or at least act fine with that, but this moment it didn't seem right. Something felt a tad bit wrong, or as if something bad would happen. Why did Yuri get involved with others? Only to abuse people or make them scared of him so they would stay away. Not many people gained or deserved what little misplaced affection he had. It could be the way he was or something much darker. But neither of those things even mattered now, '...Frustrating.' Blue hair fell in front of his eyes just blacking it out for a moment. Why did he have to put up with that? Well because it was part of what his family wanted for him. Other then that he had little choice.
Giving a small smirk he just moved his hair out of his eyes. A small sigh escaped his lips as he glanced around. Today only seemed to get boring, all over again. Before it even actually got him somewhere. The boy only wanted to escape from his work and anything else. He could hear the squeak giving a small sigh, so much for a relaxing night. "You should think before you hurt someone you know?" The boy only spoke as he walked away, it seemed she could handle it on her own. So well really the help wasn't needed and he would be better off without it. Boys were idiots or so it seemed, as if they could even speak of anything. Right now he might as well keep going, leave because he didn't need to see this. Or deal with it? Chaos was one thing but anything else was just nothing really.
The sudden girl crashing into him only made him glance at her, not knowing what was going to happen. Why did he even get involved with this? Giving a small growl he turned to look at her with a small glare. "You should watch where you are going really." Only blinking and wanting to shove her away for suddenly touching him. Yuri did not wish to let people get that close to him only Yue had for a moment. Anything else was well awkward and something he couldn't make sense of regardless. "He won't...Just relax your grip." Growls and just glares at the male running towards them, without even thinking he slammed his fist into the male. Of course he was protecting the girl and nothing more.
Not like he really needed to do anything else, was there even any reason for it probably not. He wouldn't even look at this person's eyes because he didn't need to. If she wanted to be here then let her but he wasn't completely there for defending her.
This was only for fighting against someone that picked to annoy him for the night.
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Post by YUKO UENO on Oct 29, 2012 18:16:50 GMT -5
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[/div][/td][/tr] [tr][td] 491 [/td][/tr] [tr][td] Yuko wasn’t sure if she had asked the right person for help. She hadn’t even focused on who she had grabbed. When she heard his tell her to relax, she did as he said. She loosened her hold on his sleeve and instead she hid behind him. That was when she saw the blue of his hair then she saw his fist fly. The man who had been tormenting her took the blow and fell back.
Yuko was shocked, the guy was out cold. She breathed a sigh of relief when he didn’t move to get up. Then she brought her violet eyes to her savior. “Thank y-” She stopped speaking and stopped breathing when she saw who she had bumped into. That blue hair, those blue eyes. There was no doubt that this was the older version of the small toddler in the photograph her father had given her. She felt panic rise up her throat. He was so much taller than her, and he had easily taken out someone the same size as him.
He was a very dangerous guy. She wondered why her father had chosen this guy. Yuko caught herself and recovered quickly. “Thank you for helping me.” She felt herself blushing so she looked away only to find her bag on the ground, a few of the books inside on the street. Yuko gasped seeing them there and quickly moved to pick them all up. She scooped all of them into her bag when her hand rested on the photograph. Without a second’s delay she stuffed it in the bag, hoping that he hadn’t seen it.
That would be horrible to explain and completely embarrassing too. She cleared her throat as she clutched the bag to her chest as she stood up. Her uniform was slightly dirty from her fall but she hadn’t hurt herself it seemed. She turned back to the guy and bowed low, the bag still clutched to her chest.
“Thank you again! I’m very sorry I bumped into you!” She knew her cheeks were still red so she hid behind her bangs. That was a good thing about being short; it was a lot easier to hide behind your bangs. She stood back up and looked at the unconscious guy on the ground; her gaze was concerned but also annoyed. It was this guy’s fault she had had such an embarrassing first meeting with the guy who was supposed to be her fiancée. She went up to him and resisted the urge to kick him in the side.
“Is it okay to leave him here?” In truth, she wanted to leave him here on the ground. She hoped he got mugged too but it wasn’t in her nature to just leave someone hurt. He was obviously breathing from the rise and fall of his chest. She returned her gaze to her fiancée, wondering if he had wandered off by now or not.
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Post by YURI LORENZE on Oct 29, 2012 21:38:27 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=valign,top,true][atrb=class, TIMEBOMB] [classy=TIMEBOMB-icon][/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-icon] [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics] It was like a time bomb set into motion[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-words] ✵ Frustration was the only thing he felt now. Someone had to disturb him, cause some girl to cling to him. Being bound to someone else by his choice and his alone he didn't need this to happen. If that person heard about it or saw him it would probably not end well. Yue might seem calm but who knew how hard it would be to explain something to her. Specially when that something could really look wrong and only get worse. He could feel just how strong the hit he landed on the other male was. It had to hurt quite a lot if he wasn't careful he might have broken something. "You don't pick on defenseless little girls...it seems a bit stupid don't you think?" Not that the guy was going to respond after all he was out cold. From one little hit it just made Yuri laugh.
Someone that weak was trying to pick on a little girl, how stupid was that? To Yuri there really couldn't be much of a point to trying to do that. Even he wouldn't fall to that level as abusive as he could be. The boy only shook his head the hair moving again to reveal his eyes glaring at this thing. As far as he was concerned they really meant nothing, More so they had little worth. To him or anyone in this world, with how he acted it was no surprise. "Hm?" It seemed the words were caught in the girl's throat. For what reason he didn't even know was he supposed to? Well probably not but things did happen anyway as far as he knew. Girls, males and just about anyone annoyed him.
They got too close and he wanted to keep them away. Only Yue mattered to him so she didn't fit into those groups. Even if she was a girl it just didn't matter. She was his and the only exception to his rules. Yuri didn't even waste his time looking at the picture she had, as if it mattered to him. In his mind he didn't even know who she was. Just another girl on the street that wanted to get too close then run off. Or maybe she would learn to run first before she got hurt.
Mostly by him because Yuri wouldn't think twice about it. Now if it was Yue he might have but other then that he had no reason to. "don't thank me." Really in his mind there was no point in her doing so, would she realize that? Well he didn't really know and much less didn't feel like asking. Things could only get better if he didn't ask about that sort of weak thing. It was the way he saw it but then again he had thought Love was something he didn't want either.
But he had it. Gained it through Yue the only one who broke down his walls and didn't tick him off. Or maybe it was just because he might have actually cared about her. Of course what was going to happen next, he just sighed. Ignoring everything as if he hadn't seen the photo. It looked almost like a younger version of him but he didn't know what to say about it. "Just forget it." Only three simple words and nothing else, after all he truly had nothing to say. Much more he didn't want to say anything as if it would help if they did.
He only watched the other as if he was plotting against him, only wondering what might happen. How could this really do anything good for them. He didn't know who she was. The memory was just...annoying to him, most of his past ones were.
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Post by YUKO UENO on Oct 29, 2012 22:36:47 GMT -5
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[/div][/td][/tr] [tr][td] 491 [/td][/tr] [tr][td] Yuko looked up at who she knew had to be Yuri Lorenze, the guy she was supposed to marry. He was tall and he definitely came off as cold and distant. She couldn’t help but feel sad about that. He wasn’t anything like she had thought he would be. She hadn’t thought his picture would be how he was all the time. She was sure her disappointment showed on her face so she tried her best to smile. She wondered if she should tell him who she was but something told her that he didn’t really care who she was.
That thought made her look down at her bag in her arms. She figured she might as well give him her name. This made her wonder if he even knew her family name. Or maybe he did know who she was? Oh she hoped not because that would mean he hated her. Or so she thought. “My name is Yuko Ueno. What’s yours?” She knew what it was but she was going to play like she didn’t. Yuko didn’t want to think she was weird.
She ran one hand over her bangs, moving them to one side as she looked back up at him. If she looked up at him for too long she would probably start feeling sore in her neck. The image of having to look up at him every day after they were married unsettled her. Maybe he wouldn’t want to marry her after all? She didn’t exactly see him as the type to go for arranged marriages. Which just made her curious about him.
Yuko wasn’t going to grab onto him again though. He obviously didn’t much like people touching him. He also seemed to not like to go out of the way for others, or a least he didn’t like to be thanked for doing things for others. She wondered if he had a girlfriend or whether he was even interested in having one. Wouldn’t having a girlfriend mean holding hands and such? She couldn’t imagine him wanting to do something like that. There was so much she wanted to ask him but she couldn’t bring herself to. It wouldn’t be right. For all he knew, she was just a small girl who couldn’t look after herself.
Many would think that she would be more direct, considering who her father is. He wasn’t one to beat around the bush. She envied that about her father. She also envied her fiancee’s strength. Maybe he would have been more impressed with her if she could hold her own in a fight and not need his help? She didn’t know why she just wanted this guy she barely even knew to like and accept her as a friend at least.
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Post by YURI LORENZE on Oct 30, 2012 1:12:29 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=valign,top,true][atrb=class, TIMEBOMB] [classy=TIMEBOMB-icon][/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-icon] [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics] It was like a time bomb set into motion[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-words] ✵ The boy's eyes didn't even meet the girls. Why would they? As if he even really cared about it, there was no point to meet someone's eyes that he didn't know. Or just didn't remember. It could have even been just a trick to her, something to make her think he didn't know her. Not that it bugged him the blue haired boy barely registered Yuko, only giving a small yawn. Why did he feel so tired because maybe the boy was born. As if it really mattered most of this couldn't get that much better. Keeping distant, cold and everything was always just how he worked. Not that anyone wanted to know how he even felt. Yuri had never been a social creature ever since he was younger, why would he be?
Not like it was even needed, the boy would have better luck keeping to himself. Or just shoving people away so they didn't get that close to him. Frustrated eyes glanced down at the girl as his gaze only softened slightly. Maybe it would be him being gentle, but even he knew it wasn't. Yuri could only hope no one noticed that, only Yue deserved to see it. What he really was? Then again did he also think he deserved to have anyone as good as Yue. 'Getting off the subject Yuri! she's not even here.' But could he really even handle it, right now things were so complicated. So hard for him to understand because someone was trying to push through his boundaries.
Walls he had built up for so many years. Even if he didn't wish to think of those sort of things. The boy had a feeling as if something was bugging him, like he knew just who she was. As if it even made any sense, Yuri probably didn't know exactly what was going to happen. If the boy wasn't careful he might bring up things he didn't really need to. Blue eyes glanced at the bag in her arms, wondering what she was thinking. As if he was even supposed to know Yuri could have many other thoughts in his mind.
Ones he would really rather not speak of. Hopefully they could understand such a thing. "Yuko Ueno...huh? Yuri...Lorenze.." when he spoke his name the words seemed so confused, or maybe just completely unsure. It had to be one of the two he couldn't be that sure. As if he had ever been to begin with the boy usually kept to himself. Thoughts wandered back to the subjects he hadn't thought of for the longest time.
Giving a small sigh he could only question what this girl was doing out here. "Why are you even out here? It's not safe you know that right?" He only sighed again waiting for a response from here. [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-ooc]TAG: Open WORDS: 000 NOTES: Random post[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics2]We knew that we were destined to explode[classy=bomb][/classy][/classy] |
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Post by YUKO UENO on Oct 30, 2012 19:07:22 GMT -5
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[/div][/td][/tr] [tr][td] 444 [/td][/tr] [tr][td] She smiled when he gave her his name. Maybe he was okay with her then? It sounded like he hesitated on his last name. Maybe he did recognize her name? No, he didn’t say anything about it. “It’s nice to meet you Yuri.” She wasn’t sure if she should offer him her hand for a handshake but opted to just not do that.
She was surprised when he asked her why she was out here alone. She instantly turned beet red before taking in their surroundings. They weren’t too far from the red light district. Did he think she was one of those girls? She frantically waved one hand in denial. “I swear I’m not selling myself or anything! I haven’t even seen a guy without his shirt on!” When she realized what she said she let her bag slide to her elbow as she tried to cover her face with her hands.
“I didn’t mean to say that!” She felt like such a fool! How had she let that slip out. She took a breath and dropped her hands. “What I mean is, I was at the café waiting for someone and they never showed up so… I ended up waiting there until it was closed.” She looked down at her feet, more so she couldn’t see his reaction to her slip ups.
The entire time her head was abuzz with her beating herself up for making such a fool of herself in front of someone that mattered so much to her future. She hated that she could let such things slip so easily. Yuko didn’t really talk to others much so she wasn’t quite used to conversing as she should be. She pinned the blame for that on her disease. Not being able to play with kids her age had left her a little behind in the social area.
Not that she wasn’t well liked. Most thought her to be very cute. In fact, she had a few guys ask her out but she hadn’t been able to give any of them an answer. Which really sucked because she loved the idea of going on dates with a guy and falling in love. She wanted a fairy tale romance but she had her own personal handicaps that got in the way.
Then there was the little matter of her being engaged to someone already. This tall guy in front of her who probably didn’t think very well of her. She couldn’t even bring herself to tell him who she really was. There was no way someone like him would fall for someone like her. He was a lot stronger than she was.
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Post by YURI LORENZE on Oct 30, 2012 22:52:37 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=valign,top,true][atrb=class, TIMEBOMB] [classy=TIMEBOMB-icon][/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-icon] [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics] It was like a time bomb set into motion[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-words] ✵ Really at this point the boy didn't care at all. Who this girl was? Or even what she wanted just really didn't matter to him. As if it was even supposed to anyway. 'I don't like people...' He thought to himself even if he knew most of it wasn't true. The boy had Yue who seemed to accept him for who he was. Not that it truly meant much of anything because the girl was very shy anyway. The name kept bugging him almost as if he had heard it before. What truly bugged him was that he didn't know from where? A light sigh passed his lips as he ran his hand through the blue hair. How long was she just going to stand there till she said something. Apparently not long because as soon as that thought was done she began to talk again. "Hnn..." No other word as she muttered the nice to meet you, in his speech that meant he thought the same. Only slightly because other then that he never connected with people.
Did his tone even imply that he cared about her? Maybe but to Yuri it become just something he did. Ever since meeting Yue though she was truly the only one he wanted around. Or at least would keep around even to the point of him being alone. She would be allowed near him when he would rather shove people away. Did the other girl know that? Well he had never asked but one would assume so. Turning his attention back to this girl he just growled lightly. "Oh really you never have? Well that could be changed...then again you are too innocent?" He smirked as he asked that question, really he didn't care about that.
The only one who mattered was Yue. Anything about her...just what she did and even who she was. The shy little girl was the one he fell in love with. Yes for the moment he would admit such a thing even if it made him the one at fault for it. "who were you waiting for then?" Really he couldn't help but be curious. After all if it was the cafe he thought of then maybe he would know her, or what she really wanted. Would it be from him probably not. Most girls were smart and avoided this Sakura male.
Giving a small sigh waiting for a response. He didn't know what she was going to say if anything. Again this was just testing her to see how she would react. "Well are you going to tell me? I could get it out of you." Lightly touching her cheek to make the girl look at him he smirked again. He wouldn't do that to Yue he never cheated on her. This was all just how he played around.
If anything the other girl would probably know that already he hoped. [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-ooc]TAG: Open WORDS: 000 NOTES: Random post[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics2]We knew that we were destined to explode[classy=bomb][/classy][/classy] |
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Post by YUKO UENO on Oct 31, 2012 15:24:49 GMT -5
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[/div][/td][/tr] [tr][td] 505 [/td][/tr] [tr][td] His response to her slip up caused her to turn an even brighter shade of crimson. She felt a dull pain in her cheeks as she blushed and looked at him in disbelief. Was he messing with her or was she engaged to a guy who would do such things with a complete stranger? If she was prone to nosebleeds, the occurring images that passed through her head would elicit her to fall over due to blood loss.
She just couldn’t bring herself to respond. She had been faced by a playboy before and he always messed with her innocent nature. He would yell across the room about how great that last make out session was, which caused her to turn bright red and to try and hide in her chair. Luckily, most in the class knew him as the class clown and he tended to favor flirting with all the girls in the class so no one took him too seriously.
The only response she was able to give to his question was to shake her head no, avoiding eye contact. Then he asked the one question she wished he hadn’t. Crap! What was she supposed to say? Was she supposed to just come out and say who it was?
It seemed she didn’t respond soon enough because he sighed and caressed her cheek with his hand. The touch made her violet eyes go wide and she knew her face would be red for quite some time but she couldn’t bring herself to move away from him. His hand was very warm. It was the first time a guy had done that.
She looked into his eyes and what she saw made her look away from him again. His eyes appeared to be very cold. So he was just playing with her. He probably didn’t care about her at all and she didn’t know why she had expected anything less. So she decided to tell him the truth.
She didn’t look back at him as she said her next words. Her voice had only a hint of sadness in it, something she wished hadn’t been there. “I was waiting for you… Yuri. I was curious about who my fiancée was.” The small blonde couldn’t bring herself to look at his reaction to her words and she saw her vision getting blurry.
Yuko moved passed Yuri, walking as fast as she could without full on jogging. “Thank you for helping me.” And with that she tried to put as much distance between her cold fiancée and herself. Yuko didn’t cry much and she wasn’t one to do that in front of others so she bit her lip and gained control of her emotions, but she didn’t look back towards Yuri. As far as she was concerned, her curiosity was sated. She had met the one who her father had decided could protect her and she was sure about that but she wasn’t sure if she would ever be able to at least call him friend.
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Post by YURI LORENZE on Nov 1, 2012 10:59:07 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=valign,top,true][atrb=class, TIMEBOMB] [classy=TIMEBOMB-icon][/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-icon] [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics] It was like a time bomb set into motion[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-words] ✵ Yuko's reaction really confused him, all he could do was sigh. Part of him wondering why he had even gotten involved. He couldn't help the fact that he wanted to just reach out and poke her cheek. Tug on it to figure out why she was blushing so hard. He hadn't actually done anything to her other then well save her and talk to her. Did it make any sense? Probably not but Yuri had learned to roll with things ever since he was younger. It still couldn't be helped that blue haired boy didn't know what to say right now. Much less what to say to her. His eyes only looked into hers for a moment, wondering what she was going to do now. The older male never really worked well with others. '...This girl what does she want.' A light sigh escaped his lips as he just watched her with silence. The fact that silence seemed to just grow as he waited. Not knowing what she was going to say or what the cute little girl thought he should say.
As if he cared what she thought. Yuri Lorenze the keep to himself loner boy that really knew when to pick a fight. Or he always did. Violence seemed to be something he did a lot, yet Yue could calm him down. Bring him back and stop him from doing something stupid even if only for a moment. "well?" Still he waited for a response, something that would show him what she wanted. Or what she was up to. To think a cute innocent little girl managed to get out here. But did she even know what had been waiting for her. That guy would have done so much worse if she hadn't run off. Or if Yuri hadn't gotten involved either. "You should tell me you know~ I'm curious." The tone he gave spoke of that as well if she listened maybe she would know. Yuri loved to play games with people, just running his hand through his hair to move it out of his eyes.
Glancing back at her with a small glare, why was she being so quiet. It frustrated him to a point he didn't even understand. As if he even knew who she was, though she did look familiar. No he wouldn't actually forget people so he knew she meant a little to him. Another light sigh as this girl seemed to blush again, the color of her face was so dark. He wanted to tease her but so far he hadn't. "Waiting for me?" A small amount of confusion flickered across his features. This time he didn't even bother to hide it because he didn't know what to say. What was he to do? They had basically just hit a sudden wall her dropping something like that. So this was the girl his father arranged the marriage with. It would suck to tell her he had a girlfriend. Or would it? Yuri hardly cared for others feelings.
Everything about him might almost seem the same but Yuri was no longer that sweet little child. Even then he had been a bit avoidant when it came to people. Yue had a hard time dealing with him probably but the girl never showed it. A shy girl who...most of the time wanted to keep to herself he could understand that. Not that he approved of people trying to hurt her or someone who was supposebly weaker then them. "So you are the girl my father picked...? how did you find me?" His words did not hold anger it was more confusion and uncertainty. How could she find him? And if she had did that mean his father was close behind, it would be the last thing he wanted to deal with.
Right no a fake smile wouldn't cover it. Not that he smiled much to begin with anyway. Everyone around him knew that, and wouldn't learn any different. Or at least of what he had been when he was far away from others and alone with one person. "Hey wait. tch...girls...so confusing." It didn't make sense as to why his steps took him after her. Why would he follow her when it seemed she just wanted to be alone. 'this is just perfect...' Not sure what to think he looked around wondering why this had to happen. Quick paced steps as he tried to catch up with her, he didn't even truly know her. Not that well they were just suddenly paired together and forced to go with it.
His hand grabbed onto her arm trying to pull her to a stop. Would she stop or know who it was? Probably not but a little trying couldn't hurt that much right about now. If she was careful then it would be alright, hopefully she didn't do something to tick him off. Yuri only wanted to know why she suddenly appeared her, what she was doing. And if his father had been here as well. It wouldn't surprise Yuri if his father was suddenly watching him.
But he did not need to deal with what his father wanted. The boy had started working on his life after the Sakura Cafe thing. What had happened with that? Now Yuri had his life on the right track with her at his side again and then this girl comes out of thin air.
He didn't know what to make of it. But he had to do something. "You ...would you just stop running." It didn't mean he was exhausted no he just didn't see why he had to chase her.
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Post by YUKO UENO on Nov 2, 2012 23:35:06 GMT -5
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[/div][/td][/tr] [tr][td] 521 [/td][/tr] [tr][td] She heard the tone of his voice when Yuko had come out and told him who she was but she couldn’t bring herself to look up at him. She felt her throat tighten as if she wanted to scream but she kept her mouth closed. His next words didn’t quite register with her. She just wanted to escape this embarrassing situation. She shouldn’t have come here. What had made her think this was a good idea?
In her mind she came to the decision to talk to her father about finding someone else for her or maybe let her find her own partner. She wasn’t sure if she would ever find him but it was better than having a fiancée that didn’t seem to want anything to do with her. Maybe he wouldn’t be able to protect her the way her father wants but at least he would be there for her because he genuinely wanted to.
Once she began running, her focus was on the sound of her heart beating and the sound of her shoes against the pavement. Her bag thumped against her in a rhythmic pattern as she ran. She knew that something like an arranged marriage that could end happily was just in fairy tales. You only read about people who are engaged to each other and are completely against the idea only to later fall in love with each other.
Regardless of how much Yuko wanted to think it was different, her life wasn’t a fairy tale. She couldn’t hold off the tears as she felt the sting of what she knew was rejection. She didn’t even hear the sound of his footsteps as he ran after her. All she felt was the hand that grabbed hold of her arm and brought her to a sudden stop. Her heart hammered against her chest and she felt a familiar blossom of pain that came with that. The doctor had said not properly stretching before running or not starting slow could cause her a bit of discomfort.
She brought her hand over her heart as she tried to catch her breath. Yuko didn’t usually get this tired so easily. Her violet eyes glanced at the hand that held her arm then glanced up to see it was Yuri. She downcast her eyes again as her heart slowed to its normal rhythmic pitter patter.
His voice asking her to stop didn’t get a response but she didn’t move to go on. Her bag slumped to her side and the photo she had been using to find him slipped from the bag and floated to the ground like a feather on a breeze at her feet. Yuko didn’t say anything and didn’t even notice the photograph had fallen from her bag. Not that it really mattered, Yuri knew who she was.
All she could think about was why he had even chased after her. Was it to give her a piece of his mind? Yuko couldn’t help but prepare to be yelled at or hit. Yuko really doubted he would hit her but she couldn’t help but react that way.
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Post by YURI LORENZE on Nov 3, 2012 11:49:13 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=valign,top,true][atrb=class, TIMEBOMB] [classy=TIMEBOMB-icon][/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-icon] [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics] It was like a time bomb set into motion[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-words] ✵ This girl couldn't make things any more awkward could she. Suddenly saying that then running off. Why? Probably because Yuri Lorenze didn't get excited about it, to think his fiancee had found him was a shock. Now he had other things going on, and his life was moving along without his father around. Being controlled had never been a fun part to him, and suddenly he felt like it would happen again. More so for reasons he did not wish to believe. How had she found him? Did his father know? Would she even be able to tell him the things he wanted to know. 'She's...running away. Smart...' If he didn't need to learn anything from her it would have been fine. But she had something to tell him or so he hoped. To clear things up just a little bit even if he didn't wish to think of that. Then again he didn't wish to follow her and talk about this.
As if it would make it any better if he did. She might only find another reason to run away from him. Further away so the blond girl didn't have to speak to him. Could it be that reason? Or maybe it was just the reaction he gave her when he found out. Yuri sighed lightly, he didn't deal well with people and his supposed fiancee would be no exception to that. Even Yue hadn't been...and they were basically childhood friends. Having another girl suddenly step into his life when things were finally working out was just not good. He didn't wish to have this happen, Yuri had been glad he could relax. So much so that he didn't wish it to end.
Maybe that was why he gave her that response. The blue haired boy didn't know what to make of this. All he could do was keep trying to chase her down. Not that it would get him anywhere when he did, the male could only give a light sigh as he chased her. 'Why...do you run? Then again I should know why...' It had been because of him after all so saying he didn't know wasn't completely true. Silent steps as the boy raced after her, he couldn't just walk away. Not like he usually did it was only a matter of doing the right thing. Or picking the right time for certain things to happen.
The male did not let go of her arm, why would he. When he needed to figure out what was with her. Other then what Yuri might have done to her. He picked up the picture without letting her go just holding it out to her. His eyes only glanced over it, this picture was one he had seen so many times before. And then when he left the boy didn't think much of it after that till now. "Here just take it. You dropped it after all." How could he say these things and act as if he didn't care. Well Yuri had been raised this way, or maybe it was just because of his father's control.
"...You really didn't have to run. I want to know ...how you found me and if my father knows you are here." His words were slightly confused maybe because he was concerned. Little hate left in his tone and none of it was directed towards her anyway. One couldn't blame him for wanting to know.
Now would she tell him? Well that was only up to her then it would just go from there. As much as Yuri wanted to push it that would get him nothing. [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-ooc]TAG: Open WORDS: 000 NOTES: Random post[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics2]We knew that we were destined to explode[classy=bomb][/classy][/classy] |
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Post by YUKO UENO on Nov 5, 2012 0:49:32 GMT -5
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[/div][/td][/tr] [tr][td] 472 [/td][/tr] [tr][td] She took the photo from him, beyond the point of being embarrassed that she had it in her possession. Her thoughts focused on his next words. Luckily their difference in height helped her shield herself from his interrogating gaze. So it had been wrong for her to track him down? Her father had been a bit discouraging of her trying to track him down. Maybe it had something to do with his father.
Yuko ignored his statement about not needing to run. She just wanted to forget she ever bumped into him. It was obvious he wanted nothing to do with her, or at least he didn’t until he found out that she knew where to find him. He didn’t care about her connection to him. It made her feel like a puppy left abandoned in a cardboard box.
Only she knew her chances of getting adopted were a whole lot less likely. Yuko didn’t show the hurt on her face, which is a feat in itself. She retraced how she had gotten her information. She shook her head. “I haven’t met your father. I found you through my friends and such. My father gave me your picture after I bugged him constantly about wanting to at least know the face of the person I was tied to.”
It was only after she said that she realized she said “was” as if she wasn’t anymore. Her thoughts went to whether he caught on to that or if he even cared about that. Maybe he ran away from his father because of their engagement? If that was the case, why had her father simply looked for another for her to marry? Yuko thought about that and came to the conclusion that it might be better this way. She loved her father and she trusted him completely with the matter of her marriage but she was no longer a sick little girl in a hospital bed who may or may not be able to live as freely as others.
She was a fighter. The fact that she stood where she was on her own strength was more than adequate proof of that. Which gave her the confidence to stay firmly where she was. If she could take weeks of staying in a hospital then she could handle talking to her fiancée. Or at least that is what he is until she can find some way to get her father to set her free.
“If your father knows where you are, I have no idea about it. If that’s all you wanted I’d like to go home before it gets darker.” She didn’t look up as she said this, wanting only to get home and settle things with her dad. Yuko didn’t want to be tied to someone who wanted nothing to do with her.
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Post by YURI LORENZE on Nov 6, 2012 14:22:50 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=valign,top,true][atrb=class, TIMEBOMB] [classy=TIMEBOMB-icon][/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-icon] [/classy][classy=TIMEBOMB-lyrics] It was like a time bomb set into motion[/classy] [classy=TIMEBOMB-words] ✵ Really he didn't care that she had the picture. Truly little Yuri was probably adorable as his parents said. While the blue haired male did not believe it he would just roll with it. This girl Yuko was...a bit different, she didn't seem to want him here anymore. Or maybe that was just his opinion with this subject. Yuri's only concern with this was that his father knew. If this girl was supposed to be his fiancee then she could stay here, but he had a girl already. One he...cared a lot about and if she knew anything about him then maybe the girl would know Yue. He could only secretly hope that it would end well. No fighting and nothing else between the two of them. A small sigh escaped his lips maybe Yue had been right.
The boy was sometimes way too harsh, or didn't know how to speak even. Running his hand through his hair the male sighed again. How could he work with this? He didn't even know what to say. "Good you are better off not knowing that man." Just reaching out and patting her head he tried to think of what to say. So it hadn't been that way and now he had been a bit rude to her. Usually he might not have cared so much or at least revealed that he did. It could be said that Yue had changed him more then he thought. "Look I ...just didn't want my father to bug me. It's not really you.." It was the truth Yuri had nothing against her.
His only thing was that the male wouldn't marry her. It was not fun to be stuck in a set marriage. So she could find someone else who was actually good for her. "Tied to? is that how you see it?" In Yuri's mind he wanted to cut that tie between the two of them. Remaining friends would be so much better in his mind even if he had issues making friends most of the time. How had this happened? To think he saved a girl that happened to be his fiancee.
The person he never thought he would see. He had not run away with his tail between his legs no he had told his father it was done. Never would he go back to that, but apparently no had told her. Probably because his father believed it would continue on with no problems at all. While it did not mean he would push her the boy could only think back again. Maybe leaving had not been a good idea but he found Yue. They had worked out pretty well.
His fear was what would happen if he told her of this, he couldn't go lying to her. Already knowing that would only manage to make it worse. "well at least let me walk you home. I'm not...going to let you go alone." The words were pretty much obvious and yet at the same time he was unsure. How would this even end up going wrong now?
For the most part he could walk her home. That wouldn't be too bad as far as he was concerned.
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