let's make a scene just like in your dreams ||

and you sound like thunder though,
YOU'VE BARELY SPOKEN
OH, IT LOOKS LIKE RAIN TONIGHT AND THANK GOD
'cause a clear sky just wouldn't feel right

If Airisu had been a normal high school student (emphasis on the 'normal'), she would have been the girl with enough nerve to saunter into class nearly fifteen minutes late. Her name would be the one you heard announced over the intercom to be reported to the principal's office. She would have been the one to get detention for breaking dress code for the third day in a row, mouthing off to her teachers, and ditching class with about twenty other students that she convinced to do the same. It'd leave the rest of her classmates staring as she romped down the hallway in her strappy heels wondering if they should love her or hate her.

They usually went with both.

Unfortunately for the students attending Ouran, she was not attending a public school to pull such stunts. No rather the young woman attended this prestigious academy. It was odd how she had yet to rebel against what she so strongly hated. After all, Airisu had been homeschooled for so many years that it was almost disturbing what little she knew a year ago.

It wasn't as though she appreciated this school for what it was. She didn't like the people here. She didn't like anything here. She didn't even like being here. The uniforms didn't exactly help their case. It was like a living hell so to speak. Her painted lips twitched upward at the passing though. "Funny, I always thought hell would have a little more lava myself." She said to herself.

She was surrounded by flowers. They were beautiful to say it simply. A flash of red appeared in the corner of the girl's eye, raising an eyebrow as she turned again staring at the red flower resting in a bush of thorns. A rose. That was what that flower was. Such a thing of fragile beauty and yet, it protected itself with such sharp thorns to keep from being harmed.

Much like she was.

Airisu, better known as 'Kai' to the people she wished to call her that, merely laughed. She had been spending too much time with her brother if the girl had been reduced to comparing herself with a flower. She turned her head again, pink locks swaying slightly. Was she truly alone? The quietness answered that question.

Alone. Always alone.

It was silly for her to have already forgotten that she had no friends in this place. Her phone vibrated silently. She raised an eyebrow, drawing the rather expencive phone out of her bag. A text? From her brother?

YOU HAVE RECIEVED A NEW TEXT FROM
ryuuthebeast//ur bestie

hey where are you?

She merely snorted. Had he forgotten that she was supposed to stay behind and help clean up the classroom? Apparently not so. She had finished a while ago, opting to wander around the school objecting the idea of staying home. She flipped the phone, fingers tapping on the touch screen.

up your butt, lolol. C:

She replied, her lips in a slight smirk. Her phone vibrated again with a responce from Ryuu.

you would like that wouldn't you?

speaking of which you never did pay me for last night. )':

No wonder she didn't want to go home.

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WORD COUNT~[/b][/font] five hundred and thirty-eight.
LISTENING TO~[/b][/font] stay with me by you me at six.
NOTES~[/b][/font] this turned out more depressing than i was aiming for. |D
LYRICS~[/b][/font] "come round soon" by sara bareilles.
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Through broken walls,

That scream I hear.

One more minute in that classroom and Kazumi was absolutely positive that she was going to go crazy. Maybe it was just her, but it seemed that the teacher was especially monotone today. As if class wasn't boring enough, the last thing the teacher needed to be was monotone. She let out a heavy sigh as her brown eyes gazed out the window, watching as a bird flew into a nearby. Birds. That was further proof that spring had indeed arrived, as if the blooming Sakura trees weren't enough proof that the warmer weather was here.

The bell rang and Kazumi grabbed her bag, rushing out of the door as fast as she could without running, not that she really would have been able to considering the uniform. The thick dress was ridiculous, especially in the spring. It just wasn't practical once the air began to warm up. There was a buzzing from her bag and she pulled out her phone, looking at who the message was from. You have received a message from: Mother was what the screen on her phone read, and Kazumi rolled her eyes, shoving the phone away without bothering to open the message.

She stopped outside the doors, looking around at all of the students who were roaming around the lawns, either standing or lounging on the ground. There was one fact that remained constant, however; everyone was in groups. It wasn't often that someone could walk around and see a person by themselves. Even groups of two were odd to see since everyone here seemed to be so popular. Well, everyone but her. Kazumi was boyish looking at best, and she had been ever since she chopped off her hair. The only reason anyone really knew she was a girl was because of the uniform, or so she had been told.

With people on all sides of her, she began to feel rather crowded and immediately made her feet begin moving again, walking towards the gardens. It was almost guaranteed that no one would be in there, unless the Host Club was having one of their awkward little parties. Fortunately, it was empty. At least it looked that way from the entrance, but when Kazumi actually entered the garden she came across a girl with pink hair.

Pink? And I thought my style was weird, Kazumi thought to herself. She bit her bottom lip slightly and looked behind her shoulder, almost expecting to see the members of the Host Club come storming through. Usually she didn't base assumptions off of how someone looked, but with the girl's pink hair, Kazumi couldn't help but wonder if maybe she was one of their customers. Getting ready to turn on her heel and walk away, a light breeze blew and the scent of the flowers around them drifted past her nose, along with the pollen, and suddenly she sneezed.

Feeling the sneeze coming, Kazumi used her fingers and closed her nose as she sneezed. The sound that came out was the girliest sound that Kazumi could even make, and she immediately blushed. There's no walking away without being noticed now, she thought, turning around again. "Hi," she said lamely, averting her gaze so that it was focused on the flowers.

Words:: 557
Tagged:: Airisu/open
Notes:: Ack...sorry it's such a crappy post >.<

and you sound like thunder though,
YOU'VE BARELY SPOKEN
OH, IT LOOKS LIKE RAIN TONIGHT AND THANK GOD
'cause a clear sky just wouldn't feel right

Sometimes it felt a bit awkward when you were always alone while everyone collected into their own groups.

After all, the girl rarely saw anyone that was alike herself. But perhaps that was a good thing in the end. She was different and independant. She was happy. Wasn't that all that mattered? Maybe. Still she couldn't help but feel alone. Unlike some people however, it was apparent that Airisu was a girl. Her hair fell in layers, hued pink of all things. She had an hourglass figure (however petite she was) and her assets were apparent in her yellow cupcake uniform.

She loved these gardens. Not that she'd ever admit to it.

Loving flowers... loving anything would make she seem weak. It'd show some sign of weakness. Still... she was stuck staring at these beauties. Her fingers touched the red petals quietly, smiling gently. Given it was a relatively small one but a true one in the very least.

Airisu was never a host club fan. True she found them attractive. But really weren't they just high class playboys? The story of her pink colored hair was one of slight amusement and pecularity. When her parents first disowned her, the girl had taken it upon herself to make it impossible to loop her in with the rest of her family. She had bleached her black hair and dyed it platinum blonde. However, her brother had helped her do it and he misread the time the dye should have been left in. And well it turned pink. It suited her well though and she kept it the same ever since.

...what was that? Airisu glanced over at another girl standing in the gardens. It must have been a girl. Wearing the same terrible uniform as she, it must have been true. Of course at first glance she had mistaken the other for a boy before looking her over. She had greeted her.

Airisu stared quietly, holding a blank expression on her face. "Hello," Perhaps she should play nice? It seemed as though this other was not aware of her nature. Airisu offered a fake smile. She always judged at first glance. Boyish, perhaps a little tomboyish. Perhaps a bit angry for some reason.

"My name is... Kainon. Please just call me Kai. Who might you be?" She carried a formal tone to her voice, odd enough.

But then again, it was her voice when she was watching people. After all.

First impressions were everything.

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WORD COUNT~[/b][/font] idk. xD
LISTENING TO~[/b][/font] homecoming by hey monday.
NOTES~[/b][/font] sorry for the fail. xD my brain dies for some reason when i'm posting with the itouch.
LYRICS~[/b][/font] "come round soon" by sara bareilles.
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Through broken walls,

That scream I hear.

Kazumi took note of the blank expression on the girl's face and gave a mental sigh. That was a look that she was use to seeing, others were either expressionless towards her or they gave her disproving looks that made it obvious they didn't care for her presence. She was jumping to conclusion, automatically assuming that the look was because the pink haired girl thought Kazumi was weird and rather wished that the tomboy would just leave. Kazumi had herself rather convinced that everyone in the school would automatically dislike her, and of course this girl would be no different.

Based off the rather blank expression, Kazumi made a quick assumption that she wasn't going to respond to her greeting and she was about to leave when the girl returned the greeting. Her tone was so formal, and Kazumi was instantly reminded of her mother whenever someone important was over or when she was on the phone. "I'm Kazumi, or Kazu, whichever you prefer." Kazu had been the nickname that her brother had given her since he said that "Kazumi" seemed too girly for her personality, and ever since he had moved, she had started introducing herself as such.

The formal tone was still occupying Kazumi's mind and she once again couldn't help but wonder if she a Host Club customer. Everyone knew who the members of the Host Club were, but Kazumi was in the Kendo Club and so she saw Takashi Morinozuka whenever the club met. She ran a hand through her short hair, making the already untidy strands stand out even more and her hand slid to the back of her neck.

"It's really known of my business, but are you one of the Host Club customers? If they're coming here then I'd really prefer to leave before they do so." Kazumi resisted the urge to look away as she asked. There were two ways that this could pan out. Either she was told to mind her own business or she would be told the truth, whatever that may be. The silence was slightly awkward, and she realized that even the noise from the other students on the lawns could barely be heard from where they were at. A butterfly flew in front of her face and Kazumi blinked, taking half a step back as she watched it fly by slowly.

Words:: 500
Tagged:: Airisu
Notes:: Yuck....I'm sorry this one is worse than my last :/