touch the sky

[ Ikki Minami of Air Gear ]

[novosonia]

{A Little Princess in a Big School} | Intro/Open

[novosonia]

Needless to say, Sonia was a little taken aback by this young man’s attitude. She frowned at him, placing her tray down on the table his was also on. Did he not hear her? Could he understand her? She introduced herself formally, as the princess she so stated! Yet, here he was, yelling at her as if she was some sort of worthless, terrible bother!

Narrowing her eyes, Sonia pointed at him.

“I beg your pardon! That is not how you speak to a princess! Don’t you know who I am?!”

She huffed and grabbed the fork from her tray, quickly sticking it into this man’s beloved piece of steak. Sonia then lifted it from his plate and plopped it onto her own.

“Someone so disrespectful doesn’t deserve such a hearty meal.”

There. That would show him.

[cloudracer-blog]

She may not have been worthless, but the girl was most definitely a terrible bother. How else do you explain the way she was currently wailing and complaining in his face? Ikki's eyes shifted to the side, propping his face up with a single fist while he idly poked at the delicious steak on his plate. Just a few more minutes...a few more minutes...

"Nope. And a Princess ain't shit to a King, sorry to say." That pulling rank shit was definitely not gonna fly, not here. Not when her opponent had an ego the size of Japan itself. 

The crow had half a mind to reach out and stab her hand when she went for his lunch, watching with an irritated twitch as she forked the steak and slid it back onto her own tray. Did she want to get punched in the face? Bodyguard or not, he was about to kick some serious ass if this situation didn't get rectified, soon.

A single finger went out and swapped their trays around, leaving her with his now meager lunch as he took back his original meal, plus with a little extra in tow. See how she liked the shit.

"You come talking about your royal ass and I'm the disrespectful one? Sounds legit. Look, either sit down and let me eat this here steak in piece, or go find some friends somewhere the fuck else."

Jesus, it wasn't like he asked her to sit down. He just...wanted...to eat.

[novosonia]

{A Little Princess in a Big School} | Intro/Open

Sonia always had the tendency to be amazed by anything and everything. Entering such a grand school filled with hundreds of students was no exception. She kept trying to make her way down the hallways, but found herself delightfully distracted by someone or something. The princess was lucky she’d made it to her morning classes, even if she had seconds to spare.

Now she was headed toward the cafeteria. She’d finally have the chance to eat lunch in a room filled with kids of her age group (which was really exciting for her)! She didn’t have to worry about her guard watching over her every move (though, they were keeping tabs on their princess). Sonia finally felt freedom and she wanted to take advantage of every moment; but she was so caught up in such a happy reverie that she completely forgot to ask any of her classmates if they’d like to be friends with her or eat lunch with her.

Tray clenched tightly within her hands, Sonia’s eyes darted all across the cafeteria. Students were in groups of friends, some were alone, some were taking their lunch to eat elsewhere. She felt a pang of nervousness, something the normally self assured princess wasn’t quite used to. Being nervous wasn’t going to get her what she wanted, though, so Sonia took a deep breath and shook it off.

Quickly, she walked over to the first person she saw and shifted her tray to one hand. Tapping them lightly on the shoulder, the princess offered a wide and charming smile. Confidence is key, after all!

“Hello!” she greeted. “My name is Princess Sonia Nevermind! I was wondering if you’d be so kind as to eat lunch with me! We could bond and develop a beautiful friendship! Doesn’t that sound wonderful?!”

[cloudracer-blog]

There was just something about eating a big, juicy steak that just made your mouth water, wasn't it? Back home, Big Sis never let him eat meat. Not out of any religious obligations or stupid shit like that. It was just that she and his other foster sisters gave him shit and always threw him the grilled vegetables while keeping the rest for themselves.

Assholes.

So needless to say, the Storm King was pretty excited. He had just sat down and took about a good thirty minutes just doing his pre-meal warmups. You know, some breathing exercises to make sure everything could get crammed down without choking him. A finger flex here, a tucking of the napkin there. The ceremonial unfolding of his silverware.

Alright, here we go. It was time for the feast of feasts. All that was left was the first slice into his glorious, twelve inch porterhouse....

Hello!

Someone was about to fucking die.

"...There is only one kind of bonding I'm interested in right now, lady. And its with this meat and my mou-god that sounded even more gay saying it outloud..."

A smash of the table with his fist, enough to rattle the tray as he grew infuriated with both his own apparent homosexuality and this fucking girl bothering him during his most sacred of times. Aside from taking the obligatory shit afterwards, of course.

"LOOK! SIT YOUR ROYAL ASS THE FUCK DOWN AND EAT!"

Best friendship. Ever.

[canyoufaceyourfears-blog]

Lost in the school ►OPEN/INTRO◄

[canyoufaceyourfears-blog]

Hanako paused for a moment and gently pulled her face away from the stranger’s jacket so that she could clearly see the emblem that was located there. At first, Hanako couldn’t help but hesitate. Why did she have to scream that name out and hit that emblem? What would it do? Even though she wanted to ask this boy those questions first, the girl decided to just do as he said. After all, this boy had come to her rescue and had gone so far as to even try comforting her while she cried. Abiding by his rule was the least she could do. Besides, what’s the worse that could happen? Gulping down the anxiety that seemed to bubble at her throat, Hanako managed to choke out as loudly as someone as quiet as her possibly could, “K-Kogarasumaru!”

She watched the boy with wide eyes, her expression easily giving away how shocked she was when he darted through the crowd with ease, aiming for his targets. Suddenly realizing that he was about to fight them, Hanako quickly covered her eyes, not wanting to see the scene unfold. She especially didn’t want to see the kind stranger get hurt…! Not after all he had done for her! The sound of a door slamming and the sound of what seemed to be thousands of footsteps scattering away caused Hanako to slowly sneak a peek through her fingers at the sight and all she saw was drops of blood splattered on the hall’s floor and the stranger standing before her. Now, if she wanted to, she could run away and never look back. She could run from this whole day and lock herself inside of her room until the morning… But… She couldn’t- and wouldn’t- do that to someone who had gone out of their way to help her.

“T-Thank you for… Helping m-me out… I’m s-sorry for causing y-you trouble…” She murmured softly, just loud enough for him to hear her. The girl slowly wiped away the tears on her cheeks and gazed up at the male’s face, offering the smallest of all smiles. “I’m… H-Hanako Ikezawa…”

[cloudracer-blog]

Tch. All that and he didn't even break a fucking sweat. Least they could have done was put up a decent fight. But it was probably for the best. Any longer, and he ran the risk of a teacher or someone of equal importance coming along and whisking him off to the office. The point of coming out here was to stay out of trouble, after all.

For a second, Ikki had forgotten all about the original reason that he'd kicked those kids asses. Hanako was just so meek and timid, it was kind of easy for the girl to slip your mind. His mind, anyways.

"Helping you out? No idea what you're talking about, lady. I just couldn't fucking stand those guys."

  Even with his recent attempts and playing the shonen hero, the last thing that Ikki wanted to hear was her endless amounts of thanks and appreciation. He had done it because he wanted to, nothing more and nothing less. In truth, their behavior reminded them of how the kids in school used to treat Ringo because she didn't have parents. 

Still, he couldn't help from putting a hand atop of her head and petting it much like one would a dog.

"Don't mention it. I'm Ikki Minami. Or Crow. Whatever the fuck you want. Master works, too."

[cloudracer-blog]

Red Tinted Roses [Closed to Minatsuki]

[whipwing-blog]

So much for personal sanctuary is right. Something people forget is that Minatsuki hasn’t been completely heartless since she was around fifteen or so. Nor has she passed up an opportunity to get someone’s false favor. Her gasp as she notices the beat up boy is both genuine and forged on these notes.

She set the pot of primroses down at her feet, trotting over and kneeling at his side, looking panicked. “A-A-Are you alright?!” What a dumbass question, but it came with the character.

[cloudracer-blog]

It wasn't like he came limping around here hoping for some sympathy or anything like that, far from it. Ikki would entirely too prideful to need some girl picking and pecking at him like a mother hen. So when Minatsuki came running over, he held up a single finger.

"Fuck kind of question is that? Of course I'm alright. Don't you have some flowers to be planting or some shit?"

A brief scoff at the girl as the Storm King began to rise to his feet. That is, before the teen's knees buckled and he went crashing back down to the floor. This wasn't like him. This was the guy that had saved the world and fought Sora Takeuchi himself. A couple of super powered fucks should have been nothing.

But he'd been careless. And he knew that.

"So...uhhh (fuck that hurts) what's your name, cutie?"

[beanie--babie]

[whiterangermaid-deactivated2013]

And zoom, he went. All that was left was the sound of his footsteps and a breeze caused by his movement. It was more powerful than usual.

This kid…!

She had no idea why he went on and on about butts, but he nerve he had! He thought he could cause trouble and not be disciplined for it. Well, he was about to get some from Misaki personally. Reporting him would be no good. She had no name, no class, no student identification, nothing.

Some help will come soon for the unconscious boy. Misaki had called the doctor’s office and a nurse or a paramedic is on their way here. She politely asked another student to watch over the injured. Misaki cracked her knuckles. She was going to catch this troublemaker if it was the last thing she would do today. She was confident in her running and sprinting ability. When she caught the spiky haired troublemaker, she would make him attend a disciplinary meeting for sure. Cracking her knuckles in preparation, she started to run.

Running was not allowed in hallways for safety regulations, but Misaki could forget about that right now. She saw the boy turn a corner down the halls.

“You’re not getting awaaaay!!”

[cloudracer-blog]

Oh this girl had no freakin' idea.

Ikki was pretty damn sure that that there was no way in hell some girl was about to catch him. And no, he wasn't being sexist. After all, some of his best friends were powerful ass chicks that could do some amazing stuff. But this was just some normal, nerdy ass school girl that decided sleeping in the library was a good idea. What the hell did he have to worry about?

"Heh heh, fucking dumbass. Thought she could keep up with the great and powerful I. Insects, these day-"

You're not getting awaaaay!"

SHIT, MAN!

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" He yelled back over his shoulder, breaking out of that slow jog and once more sprinting down the hallway in another burst of wind. Why couldn't she just leave well enough alone. It wasn't like she had even known the kid, so why did it matter if i permanently imprinted his face into one of those books.

Turning the corner so hard  he literally skidded and had to bend over to right himself, Ikki ran straight into a group of girls tightly packed together and giggling over something stupid. And what did he do? Run right through them, of course.

"'Scuse me! Pardon me! Bitch don't grab my butt I'm not that girl!" (Cause she likes butt stuff)

And somehow, through the magic of this down syndromed ass school, when he came out his face was covered in powdery makeup and they even managed to sneak some barrets in his hair. Various fucks were indeed given, even as he tried to find a way to ditch the tail.

[canyoufaceyourfears-blog]

Lost in the school ►OPEN/INTRO◄

[canyoufaceyourfears-blog]

As soon as Hanako had gently pulled the boy into the closet, she knew her decision had been a terrible one. 

“Get the hell off of me, freak!”

Eyes immediately widening at the insult, Hanako immediately released her light grip on the male’s sleeve so quickly that it might as well have been made out of the same fire that had left her scarred in the first place. Her next mistake was thinking that the boy would just walk out and leave her alone in the small closet. Her small sanctuary for the time being. But instead, the panic-stricken teen was yanked out of the closet just as quickly as she had pulled the stranger inside with her and was face-to-face with a swarm of wide-eyed students, whose eyes were focused intently on her face. The girl’s heart pounded in her chest so violently that she was surprised it couldn’t be heard through the silence that had fallen upon the once eager students. 

“D-Don’t…!” She suddenly cried out as her wrist was grabbed tightly by the boy’s friend, his fingers digging into her scars. “P-Please stop I’m s-sorry!!” Her voice cracked and echoed through the hallway as tears gathered in the corners of her eyes. And then, as if on cue, someone came to her rescue. The grip on her wrist was forcibly removed and Hanako immediately shoved her hand back over the scar on her face as she watched the scene before her. 

“…Hey. What the fuck do you think you’re doing, touching my property?”

Hanako didn’t care that she had been referred to as this new stranger’s property because all she could focus on were the stares in her direction and the whispering about her scars. It was like middle school all over again and she knew the teasing would start. Unlike her previous school, there were no other disabled students here so she would, like always, stick out like a sore thumb. Looking around frantically, Hanako was ready to run away from the whole scene, but the large group of students blocked her every exit. Without giving it a second thought, the girl darted forward with a loud sob and buried her face against her rescuer’s back. He wouldn’t mind, right? He had come to help her, so he wouldn’t mind if she hid her face from the mean students, right…? When he asked for her opinion on his witty little comeback, the sobbing girl could only nod in agreement weakly.

“Y-Yes it w-was a g-good o-one….”

[cloudracer-blog]

"Cool. I'm trying out this whole shonen hero thing, y'know? Coming in at the last second and saying something bad ass. I need a fucking costume..."

But Ikki didn't have time to dwell on his random musings, considering he had begun to feel the warm tears go seeping through the back of his jacket. So not only had they tried and picked on this girl...but they had made her cry, as well? Instantly, that playful expression on the Storm King's face grew and dark and brewing as his epithet, a single hand reaching back to lightly pat her head.

"...You see that emblem, on the back of my jacket?"

"It's for my team. Kogarasumaru. We used to be underdogs too. Stuck at the bottom of a well, looking up at the sky. So don't feel too bad about crying in front of these fucks. Because eventually, the well will fill up, and you'll be free. Now..."

The boy shook his head once, tightening the leather gloves on both of his hands and fixing the two individuals in front of him with murderous stares, even as he continued to converse with the girl at his back. 

"On the count of three, I want you to yell out that name at the top of your lungs and slap me on the back. Alright?"

"3..."

"2..."

"1..."

Kogarasumaru!

"KILL! KILL! KILL!"

And once he felt the familiar smack against his emblem, the boy instantly took off. She'd feel a small gust of wind that shouldn't have been humanly possibly flow through her hair, a mere inkling of just what the stranger was truly capable of.

His body was poetry in motion, weaving through the crowd of people and homing in on the asshole that had originally started all this. The boy didn't even have time to scream out, as his face was clutched violently between five iron fingers so hard that the bones began to creak.

SLAM!

The sound of his skull ringing against the nearby water fountain, before Ikki used his momentum to suddenly turn around and toss him towards the boy that had been trying to remove her hand from her face. He caught him with a stumble, glancing first down at his friend, and then back up at the crazed assailant that had thrown him...

Only to watch as he came sprinting forward to ram his knee straight into the poor kid's nose.

A spurt of blood signified the end of his particular brawl, the crowd staring at Ikki with wide eyes as he casually proceeded to toss both boys back into that janitor closet and break off the lock, leaving them trapped inside until someone bothered to come and clean up this mess.

"Now...get the fuck out of my face."

And then they split like the red sea, leaving the two alone.

[whiterangermaid-deactivated2013]

Misaki stared squarely at the finger that was pointing at her face, processing the scene in her still-groggy mind. Of all the vulgar words that came out of this student’s mouth, the boy’s last sentence rang into Misaki’s ears and brains and was played over several times.

“You’re into butt stuff…”

“…butt stuff..”

Her eyebrow twitched and she exclaimed, “Butt stuff?! Who’s into butt stuff! What is—” She almost choked.

“Who are you?!”

She swiped the rude protruding finger out of her way with her arm and stood up, matching the boy’s height, or so she tried. She swerved her head sideways and noticed a limp body occasionally squirm on the ground.

“What did you do?!”

She zoomed out of the study area quickly and returned only a minute later. “Hey!” she shouted at the unconscious person. “Help is coming, hang in there!” As for the attacker, well, he has been completely ignored.

[cloudracer-blog]

"Hey, I'm not gonna judge you or anything. If you like putting stuff up your butt thats your business. Just don't get raped in the library cause you're into some sick shit."

And then she went pushing him to the side like yesterday's bowel movement, rushing to the aid of the kid whose ass he'd kicked maybe five or six seconds ago. Why the hell was she worried about that guy, anyways? Not like he had ever done anything to help her out. As a matter of fact, Ikki had just SAVED the girl from some horrible plot by his hands!

"...Did you just go get security or something?"

"I should probably one. I'LL SEND YOU MY BILL IN THE MAIL!"

And just like that the guy took off running. Well, running wouldn't exactly be doing it justice. More like sprinting away from the duo and heading towards the exit of the library. Too bad he hadn't decided to wear his air trecks today, but he figured it would be nice walking like a normal human being. And now he was running for his life, go figure.

If she were gonna persecute him? She'd have to catch him, first.

[cloudracer-blog]

Red Tinted Roses [Closed to Minatsuki]

"Fuck."

So much for your own personal sanctuary, huh Minatsuki? While it was completely unintentional, a singular individual seemed to have found his way into the garden that she kept, stoic body perched near some of the chrysanthemums that she had planted only a few days ago.

He seemed to be in some pretty rough shape, one hand holding his stomach as the other draped idly in his lap. His entire body was covered in wounds and thick flows of crimson, clothing tattered and shredded and completely not within the confines of the school dress code.

All in all, Ikki looked like shit.

The eye that wasn't swollen shut glanced at one of the bright red flowers, stroking its petals with his fingertips as he tried to focus on something other than the nauseating pain that was causing a pit to swell in his stomach. Why did he do this kind of shit to himself? Always looking for trouble, only he hadn't counted on the fact that in this place, everybody seemed to have some kind of fucking super power.

"I'll just stay here...for a little bit. Not that it hurts or anything...I'm just a little sleepy..."

Right.

[twerkin4swaggie]

all i see in front of me is a loooooooooooser

[cloudracer-blog]

You die tonight, fucker.

I'll even give you first blow. Let you dig your own damn grave.

[twerkin4swaggie]

is that a threat

you wanna tussle?

[cloudracer-blog]

Do you really want to go there with me, kid?

I think those shades are fucking with your eyes, man. Can't see superiority when its standing right in front of you.

[touma-kamijou-deactivated201308]

Trapped in the Toilet.

One o’clock in the afternoon, Touma’s stomach was starting to shake his body into motion from the food during lunch. What did he eat? Not even he knew, he just took something hazily from the fridge back in his dorm in the morning.  Next class was gonna be in 30minutes, plenty of time to make it in time even after a WC visit! Touma clenched his fist in good hopes that everything will work out smoothly! However his posture quickly crumpled as he felt his internal process station of turning food into something less appealing being in motion and pressuring him on to find the closest flush able hole. Whatever he ate it wasn’t any good for his stomach as it kept telling him to hurry up getting the business dealt with.  He smiled, feeling relief as he sees the doors to the WC, quickly opening the door to the guy’s restroom and slamming it after him. However, he looked around, he came to a scary conclusion. This was in fact, not the boy’s restroom.   This was the girl’s restroom. ” Oh crap oh crap oh crap! ” Touma panicked to himself, trying to open the door and get out of here before something terrible happens to him. The door is freakin’ jammed! Why this!? Why NOW!? Pushing and pulling the door turned out to be fruitless for the king of bad luck.  His heart was beating as he was close to reaching a hysteria. Slowly turning around, he realized he was not alone in the girl’s restroom, not even that sliver of luck was saved for him. It was just one big chain reaction of misfortune for the poor sod.  

[cloudracer-blog]

"Would you PLEASE shut the fuck up?! I am trying to take a shit, and you are not helping at all!"

The voice came from one of the other stalls, and it was most definitely not a girl. Obviously someone else had been given a dose of bad luck, though the individual seemed anything but panicked. And why should they be? Not his fault the other bathroom had been full of retards popping pimples and worrying about their test next period.

A head came popping out from between the door and the wall, a young man slightly resembling Touma glancing out with a reddened, almost pained expression etched into his cheeks.

"You are a pain in the ass, you know that. And worse than the one already brewing in my butt. Why don't you j-"

And then, the door just around the corner would go swinging open out of nowhere, ushering in a cascade of giggles and gossip that could only mean a group of girls had just entered the bathroom and were about to see these two guys standing there talking. So what could Ikki do but grab the kid and pull him into the stall before closing the door with a vicious thud, leaving Touma alone with the bird boy and his...bowel movement.

[cloudracer-blog]

This Strider kid is pretty good, I'll give him that.

But he really don't wanna fuck with the Storm King.

[canyoufaceyourfears-blog]

Lost in the school ►OPEN/INTRO◄

Hanako had been wandering the deserted halls of Tancho Academy restlessly, in search of the library. She knew the exact location of the library at her old school, but here, everything was completely new. Completely foreign. A wave of anxiety washed over the girl as she quickened her pace, footsteps echoing through the silence. She had spent the entire period searching for the library and, if she didn’t hurry up and find it, the empty halls would be filled with people scurrying about to their next class. Laughter and loud voices would cut through the thick silence and, once Hanako would be spotted, the teasing would more than likely begin. Either that, or the never-ending questions about her appearance. The girl’s breath came out in short, ragged gasps at the thought and, to her despair, the bell suddenly rang loudly, shaking her from her thoughts. As if on que, the doors in the corridor were all thrown open and students began pouring out one by one. 

Oh no! What could she do?! She wasn’t ready to be seen by anyone, not yet! Without giving it a second thought, Hanako darted down the hall, taking a sharp left only to find herself face-to-face with the door to the Janitor’s closet. A shaky hand grasped the knob and to her relief, the door swung open. It wasn’t locked, after all! A shaky sigh escaped her lips and just as she was about to step in, she glanced around to make sure she was safe when her eyes met with a complete stranger’s. What if they would tell on her…?! Reaching forward, the girl gently grasped the person’s hand and pulled them into the closet with her, immediately shutting the door and reclusing herself from the outside world. Turning around sharply, Hanako covered her scarred face with her hand and choked out nervously, “P-Please… Please don’t t-tell anyone I’m i-in here…!” 

“I-I’m sorry I had to d-drag you into this m-mess…!”

[cloudracer-blog]

Unfortunately, the person that Hanako had grabbed was not at all in the mood to listen to her request. They were too busy wondering why some random ass girl had decided to grab him and pull him into a closet, especially when there was something...weird on their face. 

"Get the hell off of me, freak!"

The boy pulled away from her violently, bursting out of the closet and exposing her to the rest of the crowd that had seen the strange spectacle from the hall. It would seem as though exactly what Hanako feared would come to pass, especially with the way everyone seemed to be staring at her scarred hand and wondering exactly what was underneath.

Another one of his friends stepped forwards at this point, hand lifting to grab her wrist and pull her arm away so that everyone could see exactly what she was trying to hard. Partially out of a morbid curiosity that seemed to reflect most of mankind, and mostly just to be mean.

"...Hey. What the fuck do you think you're doing, touching my property?"

But the student was never given a chance, considering his hand was seized in the firm grip of the one and only Babyface of the East Side Gunz and current delinquent of this shitty school. Fingers flexed with such strength that you could hear the bones cracking, as Ikki stared at him evenly.

"There's a sales tax for even bothering to breath her air. And seems like you're a few payments short. Looks like I'll take it out of your asshole, dickless banana eater." 

A glance back at Hanako. 

"...That's a good insult right? I worked really hard on that one. These lines are really hard to come up with."

[whipwing-blog]

cloudracer replied to your post: who wants a closed thread

mi gusta

bueno

would you like to start whatever you got in mind senor

[cloudracer-blog]

uhhh yeah, I'll churn something out in a second. 

[bloodypinkette]

“W-what?”

If you ever wanted to mate with this precious princess then you’d have to put up with psycho babies who totally wanted to kill everyone.

[cloudracer-blog]

"I mean we can get married first. And I guess I'll just have to get a job. Or start working the pole for cash. Hmmm..."

Thats fine. You'll just have to deal with the fact that your children will probably be born with really tiny pee pees and get made fun of by the other kids in the locker room.

[bloodypinkette]

“Oh, uh, yes!!”

“It’s 100% natural. As well as my eyes.”

[cloudracer-blog]

"I see, I see."

"Then I suppose its settled. You can be the one to take the virginity of my only slightly smaller than average penis, and bear my children of the pink hair."