Another b r o k e n day [OPEN]

THE CITY IS AT WAR
Playtime for the young and the rich
Ignore me if you see me 'cause I just don't give a shit

"I need... a fucking cigarette!" came the loud, irritated shout from inside one of the many Ouran classrooms. It was followed by a loud crash, obviously a fist hitting a desk rather roughly. Then the sound of footsteps followed, and a 3rd year male came stomping out of a class. He could feel all their eyes on his retreating figure, staring in shock and disbelief. When did Akito become like this they would most likely wonder, and he only smirked, continuing on down the hall.

Akito Tetsuya's hands were shoved into his black uniform trousers, while his strange bright red hair swayed behind him. His visible green eye looked around the fancy halls, almost as though he was lost in a dream. But he knew he wasn't, and that was the bad part. Bags were slightly under his visible eye as well, due to the late night visits he had been paying his sister lately. He loved talking to her, and since she wasn't going through Chemotherapy, she was so much more lively. It reminded him of when they were kids.

Sighing out loud, Akito stopped walking for a moment and then leaned up against the fancy wall. He was in the more deserted area of the academy now. Pulling out a pack of cigarettes from his right pocket, he flicked it open with his thumb and pulled out the last remaining cigarette. Tossing the pack into a nearby trash bin, he placed the filter end of the cancer stick upon his lips and gently licked around it. Searching his pockets for a lighter, he pulled one out after a minute and flicked it on. The flame radiated a gentle heat, one he enjoyed greatly. Placing the flame to the other end of the cigarette, he puffed slightly until it lit and then released the lighter. Putting it back in his pocket, Akito inhaled the smoke of the cigarette deeply. It was delicious, the burning sensation filled him completely, made him calm and feel alive.

Pulling the cigarette from his mouth, he'd slowly blow out spirals of smoke that surrounded him like a veil. "Much better," he muttered, shaking his hair out of his face. Popping the cigarette into his mouth, he took another drag and simply continued the process, leaned up against a wall in one of the many deserted hallways of Ouran Academy. As far as he knew, there would be no one else around.

STATUS:: Open!
TAGGED:: N/A
WORDS:: 404
NOTES:: -

Chohee hummed to herself, skipping around during her lunch period. Apparently many of the girls went to the Host Club every chance they got. She still wasn’t aware of what they exactly did, and most likely because she was interested. When people obsessed over something, her attention drops, which most happens with celebrities. With all the talk about them, it was really a wonder how she doesn’t acknowledge them and know about them. Either way, they were probably just a group of boys who felt they could flirt and get with any girl they wanted. How shallow, she would think to herself.

Feeling a bit ‘adventurous’ today, she felt that she could do some free wandering. After all, Chohee had foolishly left her bento at home and really did not care for the food here. Though it most definitely was wonderful to the brim, she felt it might spoil her and her grandmother did not care much for it as well. All it took was a small shrug and an approval from some random student in the hallway.

Chohee peeked around, and decided this was a chance to finally explore the humongous school on her own, without friends dragging her around and talking with her in the hallway the whole time. The coast was clear, and she twirled around the hallways, still humming. It felt kind of nice, being alone for once. Especially in this school, where there were practically students everywhere you turned.

Like something went off in her head, she stopped moving and looked around. Was that the smell of… smoke? Smoke that flew from the very lungs of the victims who fell for the trap of the nicotine? In those- those… paper rapped tobacco things? Chohee thought this school was for the well groomed only, not some gangster trudging along the sidewalk. The corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the target. It was a strange looking boy, honestly. He had long, bright red hair, and an… eyepatch? He was also pretty tall, but she’d seen taller. In any case, she got the feeling she should just stay low.

Putting her headphones on, she looked the opposite direction and walked slowly down the hallway, back straight. Hopefully he wouldn’t do anything ridiculous, and wouldn’t even notice her if she didn’t make direct eye contact… which was nearly impossible. Rules were meant to be broken. Maybe she could just steal a glance. There wasn’t even any special reason for her wanting to do so, just that Chohee promised herself she wouldn’t, and therefore, she had to. Her eyes flicked to his, and felt her body freeze. This, definitely, was one creepy looking boy.



words»xxx
tags»akito, open
credit»marshmallow
lyrics»lady gaga

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THE CITY IS AT WAR
Playtime for the young and the rich
Ignore me if you see me 'cause I just don't give a shit

Slowly, thoughts penetrated Akito's mind, his visible eye slightly glazed over. Lately his family had been acting odd towards him, kinder than ever. He got away with things even he knew he shouldn't. His sister had been as she always had, but something seemed distant in her. Peaceful, but distant. He didn't like it one bit. Closing his eye for a moment, he inhaled the poisonous smoke deeply. A wave of calm reentered him, and he quickly proceeded to exhale, malachite eye reopening. It was then he realized the presence of another.

Not saying a word, he watched the shorter female put in headphones. The look on her face seemed to scream distaste toward him, which made Akito smirk. "How cliché," he murmured to himself, simply watching her. She didn't seem too different from most of the girls that attended Ouran Academy, besides the weird pink hair. Sure, it was pretty, but still just plain odd. Crossing his arms over his chest, he continued to look at the female as she stepped passed him.

Her bright blue eyes met his electric green ones, and the girl before him froze. Not able to help himself, a smirk tugged at the corner of his dry lips. Pulling the cigarette from his mouth, he turned and blew the smoke out so it wouldn't head directly at the girl. Then, Akito Tetsuya, the rebellious rich boy, glanced right back at her and spoke clearly.

"What are you staring at?" he inquired, his voice was dead calm. Yet, hidden within it was a tone of arrogance and amusement. Most Ouran girls flat out ignored him, but this one couldn't help but look at him. It was... interesting in a way. And there was no way Akito was going to pass up an interesting occasion.

STATUS:: Open!
TAGGED:: Chohee Izawa
WORDS:: 297
NOTES:: -

Aw, crap.

Quite obviously the boy noticed her, and even made a little smirk. What had Chohee gotten herself into? Sure, judging a book by a cover wasn't good, but... but what, really? So he smoked, but so did many others. And he had an eye patch, but she had pink hair. Maybe she could give him a chance and strike a conversation? Anyhow, it was best to be careful. He still looked like the punky type.

She wasn't really surprised when he asked the typical question, "What are you staring at?" And almost every time someone asked her, she felt like face palming. Chohee knew it was usually to scare her off, but really? Who the hell else would she be staring at? The wall behind him? Either way, she wasn't very intimidated. On top of that, the boy seemed rather calm about asking it and she responded with a simple shrug.

"You, of course. Don't take it as an offence, though." He clearly didn't, but she couldn't take back her words so she just continued. "Not that i'm one to tell you, but smoking is bad for your health. As you probably already know."

Trying not to look too awkward, she unfroze and leaned against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest as well, mocking the boy slightly, and pretending to smoke with an invisible cigarette between her fingers.

"Anyways, why are you in this deserted place? Don't you get, you know, lonely or anything?" Bleh. That was a stupid question. Everyone needed some alone time every now and then, some more than others. And seeing that the boy was probably... different, for a lack of a better word... he was probably best left alone. Chohee guessed people were scared of him or something. Though the more she stayed there, the more she felt comfortable. Even if it was just her.


words»xxx
tags»akito, open
credit»marshmallow
lyrics»lady gaga

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THE CITY IS AT WAR
Playtime for the young and the rich
Ignore me if you see me 'cause I just don't give a shit

At the female's answer to his oh-so cliché question, Akito couldn't help but chuckle slightly. She definitely wasn't like all the stuck up chicks so far, even if she came off as it at first. Crossing his arms over his chest, smoke continued to drift off the lit cigarette, flowing opposite of the girl. His bright green eye followed her as she neared him, chanting the same old thing almost every adult in his life had. "What are you, my mother?" he snorted, raising the cigarette back to his lips and taking a drag.

She began to mock him, only making him roll his eyes and blow smoke towards her this time, losing his polite attitude. Obviously he didn't need to keep it up since she wasn't trouble yet. "You don't look cool smoking, you should probably never do it," he advised, his smirk only growing. Honestly, he partly was just making sure the girl was completely thrown off of the idea of smoking. He'd never admit it though, he never did. Maybe the reason he was such a rebel himself was to keep others off the same path.

When she asked why exactly he was in such a deserted place, part of him wanted to laugh. She probably thought he was some kind of loner or something. Even if he wanted to be that way, he truly couldn't. That's was the problem with being the heir to companies that were surrounded with celebrities. "You really gotta ask?" he smirked, motioning with his eye towards his cigarette, "You can't smoke in front of everyone in a school building, even if this is the privileged Ouran. I'm just secretly taking a smoking break." Ok, so he really wasn't being secretive. He basically announced it in his class, made a scene, and left down the hall without even running off. He just walked calmly until things were deserted enough, and then broke out the smokes.

"I should be asking you the same, really. This is the first time I've ever seen someone walking around in the deserted part of the school," he stated, turning his good eye back towards her, "In fact, most girls would be at the Host Club in their free time. You must be different or new."

STATUS:: Open!
TAGGED:: Chohee Izawa
WORDS:: 376
NOTES:: Sorry these have been a little short. ]: