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Post by NATSUKO BELLO on Oct 4, 2012 0:25:10 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][style=font-family: impact; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right]now i'm standing on the rooftop, READY TO[/style] | | [atrb=style, border-right: 3px dashed #800000; border-top: 3px dashed #800000][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 10 5 0 0] [/style][style=width: 280px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 7px; padding-right: 7px]She shut the door silently behind, staring up at the bright sky. Alone today, homework was finished and nothing better to do so the mission for the day was to practice more of her drawing. Natsuko flung her messenger bag over her head and went for her bicycle. Quickly making her way around the town, her destination was the Marui Shopping Center to settle down possibly even seeing her brother there with his friends. This was her favorite spot, no one would look at her when she would draw, and everyone would be too busy to pay attention to some girl in the corner with a drawing pad out quickly sketching people and objects out.
Her hair was waving behind; she should’ve pulled it back. No going back, she only sighed heavily to herself. But her goal was now in sight she slowed down seeing the traffic that was around, quickly as possible she zipped by and slowed down were other bikes were resting as their riders went off to do whatever they needed to do.
Walking around the mall she scanned the area, her dark eyes resting on an empty spot she kept her head down; if you can’t see them they can’t see you, right? Natsuko sat down and took a deep breath fixing her dark red scarf so it wouldn’t be in her way when she would look down at her blank canvas.
Taking off her bag she carefully removed her book, it was her prized possession and would never know what would happen if it had gotten taken away; it was her only sources of identification. Opening up the book she absent-mindedly took out a pencil and started her next masterpiece. Her eyes scanned over at a small group of people, looking into a shop, this would give her time to do a warm up sketch which would lead to big and less messy drawing. Plus being here will keep her away from home as long as possible which meant she would see less fighting until 6 pm.
She didn’t understand the situation but when she was away she didn’t need to worry herself about it. The scratching noises could be heard as her eyes went back and forth between the canvas and those people. There was always something beautiful when one could describe their feelings without words, thinking about it she wasn’t doing too well with English, her parents were going to have a cow and probably take away her art supplies while her little brother got praised. But then it wasn’t really either siblings fault, some people were blessed.
Natsuko looked up one person had left which made her look back down to erase in frustration. People always had to look at stuff quickly why couldn’t they just stay in one spot? Her eyes narrowed up from the paper to get a better sense of those people’s surroundings, facial expressions, how they were standing and enjoying themselves. She tsked to herself, lightly shaking her head; too much enjoyment.
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Post by DAIKI KUSANAGI on Oct 4, 2012 13:06:41 GMT -5
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Quickly moving past people he wouldn't look up. Out of the fear of meeting those eyes to see how they judged him. Only thing he ever saw in people other then Ryuu was how they judged others. The phone in his pocket seemed to be poking him in the side with each step he took. Speaking of the hidden want he had to call home to tell Ryuu to find him. Tightening his grip on his bag he stumbled over his own feet. Why did malls have to be so crowded? He took a shaky breath straightening up to look around him. Searching for a place where there was little people. Being alone in a crowded place made his fear levels rise. Fear explained to him why he had always brought Ryuu. A person to cling to stopping him from turning the other direction and running. The male glanced around the mall biting his lip before he walked past this girl with a drawing book by the look of it. Out of all the people here his attention had instantly been drawn to her.
As he stepped closer the scratching noises from her pencil seemed to get louder. His ears hurt to the point of where he pulled up his hood trying to muffle the sound. No sound escaped his mouth as he watched her. 'Come on Daiki..talk to her!' Past failures suddenly shoved there way into his thoughts. Perhaps as a way to keep him quiet so he wouldn't talk to her. There was nothing that could describe the way he felt right now.
Each time he opened his mouth it was like he swallowed dust and the words went with it. If he faced his sibling and father figure like this he wouldn't be able to explain what happened. Natsuko was only a girl after all. How hard could it be to just approach her and start talking. He blinked watching her closely as she erased. "U..um can I sit here." Lack of self confidence tugged at Daiki's voice when he spoke. In this loud place it would sound like a whisper. As if he talked quietly to avoid being heard.
He noticed the girl seemed to be drawing the people around her. Did he disturb her by accident? That had not been part of his plan from the beginning. People moved so quickly in places like this moving from one thing to the other. Without even a simple thought. Moments like this brought Daiki's mind back to the Yakuza and what had happened. He would never enjoy surroundings like this because he didn't know where they might be lurking. Waiting to take them back or force Ryuu into something he didn't wish to do.
Daiki forced those thoughts away sighing as he looked at her. "So..um what are you drawing?" Maybe a stupid question since he knew where they were. And it wouldn't be a surprise if she pointed that out to him. Socially awkward as he was Daiki wouldn't know what to make of it. [/style][/style][/style] |
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Post by NATSUKO BELLO on Oct 4, 2012 23:50:17 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][style=font-family: impact; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right]now i'm standing on the rooftop, READY TO[/style] | | [atrb=style, border-right: 3px dashed #800000; border-top: 3px dashed #800000][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 10 5 0 0][/style][style=width: 280px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 7px; padding-right: 7px]Natsuko had quickly finished the third person, the joy on their face was easy to draw, it was an expression that everyone shows when they see something they like at the mall. Pausing for a brief moment she decided that she needed to work on other expression or else she’ll lake in her artistic abilities. Natusko only let go of a sigh and continued on, that was until she thought she felt a weight.
She tried to ignore it, the stare she was receiving from another party. Now this was something she wasn’t too use to, it’s not the fact that she’s invisible but just more in the background, slowly she continued on with her work realizing she had slowed down and if she wanted to finish she needed to be fast. Plus she had learned that if she’s ignored the problem it would go away.
Or so she thought.
She erasing slowed down and she looked up slowly, her eyes narrowed in annoyance that her work was being stopped. Her eyes narrowed even more attempting to hear what this boy was asking her head tilting in attempt to hear him out. She then followed his eyes to the empty spot next to her.
”Yeah, this is a mall. An open place where you can almost do anything.” She pressed her lips together and gave a sarcastic shrugged. Was this boy a wimp or what? She then noticed he was looking down at her drawing book which she started to shield from his eyes in caution, even though she had the talent it didn’t mean she went around and showed it off.
He then asked the most obvious question yet, a heavy sigh left her lips, there went the happy afternoon. ”I’m drawing different people.” Natusko simply said, looking at the group she was drawing. Now realizing they were gone, their attention probably went to something better. Now she would have to move on to other people. She tapped her pencil on the book a few times before finally twirling the pencil, a new skilled she achieved during her classes.
”If you want to sit down, please do.” She pointed to the empty spot in growing impatients. Of course, her thoughts where surfaced on being the hunter than the hunted unlike the boy that would be joining her this lovely afternoon.
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[style=font-size: 8px]made by KING of PRE & OTE[/style] |
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Post by DAIKI KUSANAGI on Oct 5, 2012 0:37:58 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=border,0,false][STYLE=border: solid 1px #000; background-color: #ccc;][classy=trololol][/classy][classy=gopercygo][/classy][STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #333; margin-top: 5px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]i feel it deep[/style][STYLE=font-size: 9px; font-family: couriernew; color:#333; float: left; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: -7px; width: 140px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 2px;]it's just beneath the skin i must confess i feel like a monster i hate what i've become the nightmare's just begun[/style][STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #ff0000; margin-top: -10px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]within[/style][STYLE=margin-top: 50px; width:450; height: 150px; background-color: #999; margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; overflow: auto;][STYLE=padding: 3px 3px; font-size: 13px; color: #333; text-align: justify;]People around him held so much joy which made it harder to make sense of. He would have paused to look if this had been a normal day. Or even under normal circumstances when he wasn't on his own. Peace was not heard of in this place after all it filled with people the moment it opened. Daiki ruined his chance at remaining out of sight when he started watching her. How long before he annoyed her? Well he didn't know Daiki never had the ability to read anyone. The plan had not been to cause any problems but it seemed to be to late. He stepped back feeling that nervous feeling creeping up on him again. 'Why can't you speak up!' He started to beat himself up now only because he didn't speak up loud enough. Then it wouldn't make much sense anyway in this place no one could be heard. He blinked directing his attention from her drawing back to her talking.
At first glance he had thought she was a nice girl. Now by the sarcasm that flowed through he tone he thought different. But Daiki would always be nice and never voice his opinions about people. Maybe he made a mistake about talking to her now. At the moment it would have been better if he kept on walking. "I..I guess." His voice stammered as he started to speak again. Why did that always happen every single time he tried to have a conversation.
The boy sensed something off about this situation. Could it be her caution or just worry about this in general? He would have stepped back again if he hadn't been sitting down next to her. Plus that seemed like it would be a little rude. Looking down to tug at his black bag again instead of meeting her eyes. "Oh um okay." He understood what she had said to him but confusion still crossed his features. Suddenly he looked up it seemed as if the people she had been watching were gone. Did that have to do with him? He would only be able to hope not. Upsetting people made things hard for him. Even more horrible then it had been before he found Ryuu.
"Uh..okay. Thank you." Now he had to figure out something he was supposed to say. Concerning the conversation they might be able to have. She twirled her pencil suddenly almost like she was thinking. She looked like another student from the school maybe. On his own things had to be said. Yet he didn't know how to make sense of anything now.
Fear flickered through his body again as he gripped at the bag in his lap. How could she do this? Or more of what would she ask to him. Really one of those moments when he needed Ryuu around.
To prevent him from running away.[/style][/style][/style] |
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Post by NATSUKO BELLO on Oct 5, 2012 1:10:19 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][style=font-family: impact; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right]now i'm standing on the rooftop, READY TO[/style] | | [atrb=style, border-right: 3px dashed #800000; border-top: 3px dashed #800000][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 10 5 0 0][/style][style=width: 280px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 7px; padding-right: 7px]Natsuko sighed mentally to herself; she could’ve been nicer, seeing the boy stammer. She just didn’t know how the day would go once she got home and this was her only place of comfort as she waited for her friends to finish their own day. She was only thrown off by the fact she had gotten attention and her attention was detracted from those she was stalking, or more nicely to say watching.
She watched the boy next to her, he was gripping his bag tightly, the look of wanting to say something was written all over it but she wouldn’t point it out, she was already rude with him and Natsuko knew she was better than that. Natsuko leaned back on the bench and watched the people for a short time, letting something sink in mind. Anything to say, if her brother was here his charisma would take over and he would have already engaged with this boy.
”I’m sorry.” She sighed, letting her pencil rest on top of the book proceeding to pinch the bridge of her nose. ”You just threw me off there.” Once more she gave a shrug but it was more relaxed.
”Um.” What do you say to someone to calm them down? ”What brings you to the mall? Um, what’s your name?” Her dark eyes rested on his face as she crossed her legs, messing around with her pencil once more. The awkward moments of meeting a new person, she could be a little rough but deep down people deserved respect unless they showed otherwise, so if did anything to get away from her she would understand. Natsuko tilted her head back a little and raised an eyebrow in curiosity; thinking about it, has she seen him around before, but nothing rang a bell, possibly from school, but then she stayed with her own clique and him with his own, a the beauty of high school.
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Post by DAIKI KUSANAGI on Oct 5, 2012 2:28:04 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=border,0,false][STYLE=border: solid 1px #000; background-color: #ccc;][classy=trololol][/classy][classy=gopercygo][/classy][STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #333; margin-top: 5px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]i feel it deep[/style][STYLE=font-size: 9px; font-family: couriernew; color:#333; float: left; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: -7px; width: 140px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 2px;]it's just beneath the skin i must confess i feel like a monster i hate what i've become the nightmare's just begun[/style][STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #ff0000; margin-top: -10px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]within[/style][STYLE=margin-top: 50px; width:450; height: 150px; background-color: #999; margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; overflow: auto;][STYLE=padding: 3px 3px; font-size: 13px; color: #333; text-align: justify;]The way he acted could only be explained by the lack of having his sibling here. On another note that time it didn't happen was during work. Seeking out a place to relax in would have been better then ending up here. Now that he was here he couldn't escape even if he wanted to. The boy had tried to start talking to her already at this point. Refusing to look up at her he could feel her stare almost like she might be looking right through him. Daiki couldn't make any sense out of this even if he tried to. He only wanted to make some friends or try to open up a little bit. Hanging around with his older brother wasn't a bad thing but he didn't know how to make sense of it. His grip tightened again as he tried to force himself to look up. "..Eh? Oh no it's okay I didn't mean to distracted." His voice squeaked as he moved his hands quickly in front of his face. A way of saying it wasn't her fault.
Paying attention had never been one of his stronger abilities unless it had to do with Ryuu. Those two boys had been together for so long so it wouldn't have been a surprise. 'I..I have to focus on her. I can't bring up the past.' Confusion vanished after he quickly shoved those thoughts into the back of his mind. Daiki didn't believe she had been rude to him the brunette felt like he had made the mistake. Ryuu and others had told him before that he tried to please people more then he could. At first glance he had noticed she had watched those people scribbling on the paper she kept hiding. So maybe all he had done was interrupt her drawing or writing whatever she was trying to do.
He blinked at her reactions. Stunned wouldn't have been the word for it that he was sure of. Why had he gotten himself into this situation? When he probably knew somewhere underneath the surface that something like this was going to happen. "...Oh I was just..I kinda got lost." A nervous laugh followed by a small blush flickered across his face. That feeling his chest when he admitted that he got lost was just hard to ignore. He had to speak his name she had asked after right. So he sighed looking back up at her as he started to speak again. " I..it's Daiki. What's your name?" Familiarity with people had always been way too hard to wrap his mind around.
It turned out so awkward now. Just being alone with a pretty girl in a crowded mall. How had the shy child managed to do that without trying. Her eyes would only meet with his once before the boy tried to look away. He felt more shy then anything else in this conversation. Would she understand that? Or could he be wrong yet again? Making another enemy was not exactly part of the plan he made today. Underneath all of his shy emotions he knew where things would have gone. He would be as nice as he possibly could even if he didn't know what to make of it.
Daiki kept to himself at school unless Ryuu was around. Other then that he needed no one to help him out. Pretty simple as far as he was concerned. The annoyance created by high school had always been something he would be so much better without.
At least then he could take care of Ryuu in peace.[/style][/style][/style] |
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Post by NATSUKO BELLO on Oct 5, 2012 14:06:55 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][style=font-family: impact; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right]now i'm standing on the rooftop, READY TO[/style] | | [atrb=style, border-right: 3px dashed #800000; border-top: 3px dashed #800000][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 10 5 0 0][/style][style=width: 280px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 7px; padding-right: 7px]She shook her head slowly. ”It’s fine, some distractions are good.” She watched him wave his hands in front of him.
Well now that was amusing, getting lose, she turned her head away from him slightly, hiding a little smile that came upon her face as the boy laughed nervously at the fact that he did get lost. It was funny how that could happen, weren’t people supposed to have some kind of destination in mind when they left their home? Natsuko then turned her head back to him, her head slightly tilted as he gave her his name. ”I’m Natsuko.” She simply said the conversation then hinged from there.
There they were in the crowd; he looked at her in the eyes for only a brief moment before turning away. Was something on her face? Was she still looking grumped? Natsuko relaxed her face and gave a more comfortable smile.
”Not really the talkative type?” She rested her elbow on top of her thigh and her head into the palm of her hand. ”I really don’t blame you, I wouldn’t talk.” She looked out beyond the crowd. Natsuko had always been taught by her father that she need ties to others out there; talk even if you don’t want to! He was always enthusiastic about that when she was younger. ”But I’ve been taught better than that.” What was she saying? Natsuko disliked opening up to people but talking to a quitter person seemed easy, almost as if they will keep whatever you get off your chest a secret from people who didn’t need to know about her problems.
”But enough about that.” She waved her free hand. ”Do you go to the high school?” Natsuko’s brows furrowed together in thought, racing through the faces she had seen, but then it’s hard to remember everyone who goes there.
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Post by DAIKI KUSANAGI on Oct 5, 2012 15:11:27 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=border,0,false][STYLE=border: solid 1px #000; background-color: #ccc;][classy=trololol][/classy][classy=gopercygo][/classy][STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #333; margin-top: 5px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]i feel it deep[/style][STYLE=font-size: 9px; font-family: couriernew; color:#333; float: left; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: -7px; width: 140px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 2px;]it's just beneath the skin i must confess i feel like a monster i hate what i've become the nightmare's just begun[/style][STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #ff0000; margin-top: -10px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]within[/style][STYLE=margin-top: 50px; width:450; height: 150px; background-color: #999; margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; overflow: auto;][STYLE=padding: 3px 3px; font-size: 13px; color: #333; text-align: justify;]He would have copied her movements if it had been a different setting. But the boy was in a mall full of people. Daiki didn't want to explain this to his brother when he got home, but he always talked about things. If he could then he would make sure to leave the lost part out of that conversation. What did she think about him getting lost? Part of him thought it would be better to keep his mouth shut. All of this suddenly felt so awkward to him, he didn't know what to make of it. His hand went through his hair just trying to relax. No point in making a scene in front of a pretty girl. "It's nice to meet you Natsuko." Speaking in a quiet tone without any stammer this time might have meant he was making progress.
Talking to a pretty girl in a mall was completely different then at school. People there would actually watch while at the mall they were ignored. The brunette had to keep himself from getting lost in his own thoughts. Playing with the straps on his bag as he talked kept him calm. He watched her keeping his arms on the bag in his lap, he didn't want to move. Anything that would keep attention away from him would be just fine with him. Ryuu could handle talking to people a little bit better then he ever had been able to. "..uh not really. I usually don't go out without my older brother." Worry flashed in his eyes as he wondered what his brother was doing. Daiki might have seen him sleeping when he left but that could change in a moment.
With Ryuu's attacks and other things he didn't feel comfortable discussing with a stranger. He tried to keep from looking at the people around him. Crowds were never his strong point or something he felt comfortable in. Daiki should have turned and run off rather then talking to her. But what choice did he have? Already had he begun talking to the girl with him. A very pretty girl at that which made it even harder. If Ryuu knew how he felt right now he would end up teasing him all over again.
Staying silent he blinked at the girl, though he knew her name now. So why did he have to act like that he could think of other things to say. "Yea...I just." The simple pause he couldn't speak that he left because he was working. And what he did at work was not even Ryuu's business. Keeping it from everyone might only end up causing problems for him.
But he didn't care. Shaking those thoughts quickly out of his mind he had to keep focused. Before he let his mind wander so far that something slipped out without him meaning to say it.[/style][/style][/style] |
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Post by NATSUKO BELLO on Oct 5, 2012 16:18:03 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][style=font-family: impact; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right]now i'm standing on the rooftop, READY TO[/style] | | [atrb=style, border-right: 3px dashed #800000; border-top: 3px dashed #800000][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 10 5 0 0][/style][style=width: 280px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 7px; padding-right: 7px]”Mmhm.” She nodded, ”It’s a pleasure to meet you as well.” She smiled tiny at him still unaware of the boys own troubles. It was hard to get into a strangers situation, talking easy, understanding not too much. Natsuko was still cautious of him, but this would be the only time they would meet, right?
Her head jerked back slightly, so he was used to having the company of a sibling. It seemed like he had a better relationship than her, she only took care of the 12 year old when she needed to other than that, he acted older than his age, his teen rebellion kicking in once a while.
Yep, the silence in this one was strong. But that was until she was about learn if he did go to school. Her curiosity peaked and then was deflated. He just what? Go somewhere else? He kept his mouth shut now as if debating to tell her or not. Just like her father who went from over enthusiastically talked about his job to coming home tired and restless.
She raised an eyebrow. ”Is it a secret?” She leaned in, wondering what he could hide. But then she retracted back from the action she had done, she popped her own personal bubble. This was her own fault so she scooted a little away from Daiki. A broken rule meant both parties would be hurt as much as she would love to say ‘Hey! I hate getting to close both emotional and physical, I’m sorry.’ She would hate to say that out loud that would just make the situation weird and possibly see Daiki walk away after that and then she would be known to be awkward for saying that audibly. Some things are better left unsaid as they say.
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Post by DAIKI KUSANAGI on Oct 5, 2012 16:48:23 GMT -5
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He blinked at the way she reacted when he talked about Ryuu. Did he say something wrong to her? Or would it just end in another thing he didn't understand. Clingy would be the only word to describe his relationship to Ryuu when they were in public places. Trying to open his mouth to continue the conversation worry flickered across his features. Again he had no idea what to say. Of course now of all times things had to get awkward and make him tongue tied. Hopefully she would be too distracted to notice. Quickly looking away after he spoke of that the brown eyes focused on the ground once again. "S..something like that. It's just I don't do much after school! I just go to school there's really nothing. Forget I said it." The squeaking voice and fast speech pattern got him into more trouble then it was worth.
But he couldn't handle his secrets suddenly being exposed when he promised Ryuu that wouldn't happen. The two boys would be safe together. And they didn't need anyone else around them to help. The same moment she started to scoot back he moved a little to create more distance between them. Why had he done that? Would it seem rude...if a girl did that it would be one thing. Daiki didn't wish to make his new friend upset even if they had only talked one time.
The situation was already turning weird by the time they pulled away from each other. "Sorry.." He sighed as he spoke just gripping at the bag till his knuckles turned white. Each moment he spoke again it felt like he said something wrong to her. Upsetting the girl he had been talking to would really make things all better.
If lying to himself had ever worked which it hadn't. So he could only do his best to not upset her again. Or hope he just never had to begin with. "..So you go to the school though? what grade?" Standard question from the slightly rebellious high school student. He had to keep to his nature arounds other to take care of Ryuu.
If anything went wrong he might lose his brother to people he didn't know. Which would make the trust issue he had even bigger.[/style][/style][/style] |
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Post by NATSUKO BELLO on Oct 5, 2012 19:16:11 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][style=font-family: impact; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right]now i'm standing on the rooftop, READY TO[/style] | | [atrb=style, border-right: 3px dashed #800000; border-top: 3px dashed #800000][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 10 5 0 0][/style][style=width: 280px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 7px; padding-right: 7px]The silence hung over them once more as he formed an answer, Natsuko attention turned away from him until he spoke once more. Oh, so he was pretty much like any other student. ”Well, that’s boring.” She grunted out as she picked up her supplies and faced him, she flipped a page and looked up at him, her eyes narrowed as she looked at him, not in anger but just inspectional. ”Now, you’ve have to do something. Do you go to a prep tutor school?” Her pencil touched the paper once more, her backgrounds weren’t the best but she felt better if she started with that, she felt her focal point with her art was the person and she just found her model. ”Maybe you do something special? Sports or music?” Her bangs covered her eyes.
”You don’t need to apologize.” Natsuko mumbled as she looked back up Daiki. ”As long as do no wrong everything will be fine.” A swift smile spread on her face before her concentration came back.
Natsuko looked up curiously before swiping back her dyed hair. ”Huh; yeah, I’m in tenth grade.” Her eyes flickered up and back down, she slowed down, and this seemed tense and hunched over. Natsuko tilted her head in curiosity but she continued on. ”And what grade are you?” Natsuko’s shoulders hunched up as she continued with her work. At least this time the person won’t go away.
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Post by DAIKI KUSANAGI on Oct 5, 2012 20:01:53 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=border,0,false][STYLE=border: solid 1px #000; background-color: #ccc;][classy=trololol][/classy][classy=gopercygo][/classy][STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #333; margin-top: 5px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]i feel it deep[/style][STYLE=font-size: 9px; font-family: couriernew; color:#333; float: left; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: -7px; width: 140px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 2px;]it's just beneath the skin i must confess i feel like a monster i hate what i've become the nightmare's just begun[/style][STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #ff0000; margin-top: -10px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]within[/style][STYLE=margin-top: 50px; width:450; height: 150px; background-color: #999; margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; overflow: auto;][STYLE=padding: 3px 3px; font-size: 13px; color: #333; text-align: justify;]He hated the silence that seemed to hang over them. Why couldn't he keep talking? It shouldn't have been that difficult to keep a conversation. His big brother Ryuu managed to do it all the time. At least he felt comfortable now without her attention resting on him. Having someone just watch him like that with no reason only made him feel awkward. "...Well I guess." Not knowing exactly what she would have expected him to say he tried to pass that off like nothing. Showing that something bugged him would probably mess up this conversation. 'It seems to be going so well...' He thought, looking back up to meet her eyes again. The feeling that she was just observing him for something didn't seem to be wrong.
"I..I do something. It's just not exactly something to talk about." He sighed lightly looking down at the ground then back up at her. She had picked up her supplies by the look of it. Natsuko seemed as if she had something in mind to draw suddenly again but what was it. In this mall things moved quickly and usually without stopping. He gave a small nod as he tried to relax. Really he wanted to see what she was drawing or even who. His attention was quickly diverted towards something else or in this case someone else. "My brother does something like that. Sports...It's like that and it's really fun though." He smiled as he spoke about that, he loved what he did. One because he could support his brother by doing it.
It also kept him calm when he really needed it, maybe he should join one of the school teams. But now he remembered why he never did that. With work and taking care of his brother to make sure they were both clothed and taken care of. "E..eh? Okay if you say so." The stammer returned to his voice but it was not as pronounced this time. Almost like he finally began to calm down around her and there wouldn't be that much to worry about. Curiosity poked at the boy as he wanted to ask other questions.
He blinked she was in the same grade. Well that was awkward but could explain why he saw her before. " Um..I'm in the same grade as you." It truly explained a lot even if he didn't know much of what to make of it either. Had they seen each other there before? Well probably only time could tell. He didn't even know what she was working on.
Daiki was being oblivious yet again. Why did things like this really have to happen. At least he seemed to be having a conversation with her.[/style][/style][/style] |
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Post by NATSUKO BELLO on Oct 5, 2012 20:43:25 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][style=font-family: impact; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right]now i'm standing on the rooftop, READY TO[/style] | | [atrb=style, border-right: 3px dashed #800000; border-top: 3px dashed #800000][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 10 5 0 0][/style][style=width: 280px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 7px; padding-right: 7px]Natsuko puffed her cheeks out and into a pout, so a boring person was sitting next to her. No wait, she takes that back. ”You do a part time job.” She stopped her drawing for a moment as her brows shot up. It was typically looked down on to have a part time job when in school, maybe there was more than meets the eye, ok no, she still saw a fragile person in front of her. ”Hm, mmhm.” Natsuko nodded slowly as she continued her work. ”That’s interesting,” She looked up, ”You have a brother, too.” She hides what little abhorrence she had with that statement. She struggled with how her brother was like and her big sister feelings, their relationship was like a double sword.
She stopped her drawing; they were in the same grade? She looked up slowly and blinked. ”No way!” Her brows came together in her shock. ”Then I wonder why we’ve never seen each other?” She shook her head, getting her focus back but in the back of her she was trying to remember earlier schooling, but it was all fuzzy. Natsuko pressed her lips together, those times she was more outgoing and a better person not as shielded as she was today.
A few more moments passed by she erased whatever she needed and tilted her head. Ok, she could live with this, oh what there was an area she forgot to shade in. There we go, she was finished, she went to a corner and signed her name in small print. Once more Natsuko sat correctly and scooted closer.
”Hey Daiki.” She laid her book flat and slides it onto his. Natsuko smiled nervously, this was the part she always hated this part, showing to people outside of her group but he seemed nice enough. It was him from her prospective; she had to fix his expression a few times before getting what she wanted: brooding. It’s what she thought she saw but by the time she finished he seemed more relaxed, oh well, it’s what she saw from her own prospective.
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Post by DAIKI KUSANAGI on Oct 6, 2012 0:32:18 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=border,0,false][STYLE=border: solid 1px #000; background-color: #ccc;][classy=trololol][/classy][classy=gopercygo][/classy][STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #333; margin-top: 5px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]i feel it deep[/style][STYLE=font-size: 9px; font-family: couriernew; color:#333; float: left; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: -7px; width: 140px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 2px;]it's just beneath the skin i must confess i feel like a monster i hate what i've become the nightmare's just begun[/style][STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #ff0000; margin-top: -10px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]within[/style][STYLE=margin-top: 50px; width:450; height: 150px; background-color: #999; margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; overflow: auto;][STYLE=padding: 3px 3px; font-size: 13px; color: #333; text-align: justify;]Her pout confused him why did he act like that. He blinked tilting his head to the right. Daiki shivered questioning what would happen next. What did she want from him? It felt awkward for him to just do this sort of thing right now. "Hm? Uh yea...He's a bit older then me." That happened to be the truth and his brother didn't look anything like him either. The male didn't know what to think she acted as if she had a brother too. But what could he really do? Never before had he fought with his older brother it was usually always him trying to take care of him. "You have a older brother or...?" Letting his voice trail off he tried to hide the little sigh. How could he act so fragile with her around? Or even around anyone at this point. When she stopped drawing he tried to take a peek at it then suddenly turned away.
It would be better if he didn't look at it until she wanted to show him. Maybe she wasn't actually drawing him at all, and it could only be his imagination. He couldn't help being confused by why she had never seen him or they had never talked before this. The brunette couldn't help how he worried he suddenly felt. Not for Ryuu completely most of this was because he didn't wish to upset her. Losing the only friend he truly had other then Ryuu would be harsh. "I..I don't know. I just don't talk to many people other then my older brother." The want to take care of his brother passed over every single other thing. When he had first started school he kept behind his brother most of the time.
As he tried to protect him so nothing would end up happening to Ryuu. He tried to keep himself calm and biting his lip to keep from talking too much. Shielded could be another word to describe just how he felt right about now. Why did this have to happen to him right now? Silence just drifted through the air around the two again. He tilted his head looking at her again wondering what she wanted. Something had to be up here that she wanted to ask him but he didn't know what it was.
"Eh?" Turning his attention to the book she was sliding towards him. Did that? Oh it was her sketchbook that she had been writing in before. He picked up the book looking at the drawing and giving a small smile. He didn't like seeing how he looked lost in his thoughts or other things. But the drawing happened to actually be really good. She caught it the best she could in a busy place like that. "That looks really good. you did really well on this." That was not a lie Daiki didn't lie to people unless he really had to.
In this case the drawing looked amazing and he felt as if he had been there watching her draw it. Or something odd like that which made little sense. She had done a good job butt as he handed the book back to her he could tell she was nervous.
Would she accept what he said about her drawing though?[/style][/style][/style] |
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Post by NATSUKO BELLO on Oct 6, 2012 16:37:24 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][style=font-family: impact; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right]now i'm standing on the rooftop, READY TO[/style] | | [atrb=style, border-right: 3px dashed #800000; border-top: 3px dashed #800000][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 10 5 0 0][/style][style=width: 280px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 7px; padding-right: 7px]A part time job wasn’t that much of a big deal to her, many students had them, they were just better at school than most other or else many people would be in trouble; a subject to be let go. So, he had an older brother, lucky him she supposed, a slow nod was given. ”Ah, no; he’s younger than by four years.” She simply said. ”Although he does try to act older; he can get away with it, too.” Natusko pressed her lips together seeing Daiki trying to sneak a peek but didn’t, a surprise is a surprise.
”Mmhm.” Natusko hummed out with a slow nod. ”Then you must have a good relationship with him.” A small smile crossed her face.
The slight look of surprise crossed his face as he picked up the book and inspected the drawing. But then a smile started to come, it calmed down some of her nerves. Natusko returned a bigger smile with a big nod, her art was typically not displayed out to the public, more for her eyes or those within her group for fear of criticism from those who don’t understand the beauty of hart.
”Thank you.” She rubbed the back of her neck to release the tension. ”How about.” Natusko paused for a moment staring at the drawing ” You keep the picture?” Natusko suggested which was rare for her to give out, but for him she would let it slide.
”You make a good model, you hold still and your emotions are more vivid than others.” Natsuko took the sketchbook and gently tore the page out hanging it to him.
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