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“Sunobu-san, Sunobu-san! I got good news; the dresses arrived on-time!” Miyu happily informed Kizana, entering the backstage with several dresses in-hand. There had been worry when the order was being delayed so close to the big show; but here they were! “Should we begin the fitting right away? Of course, there’s no reason they shouldn’t fit...”

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Akademi High School barely warranted a blip on Claudine’s radar, yet here she was, designated to give a presentation on Seisho Music Academy for interested students. No one was going to show, as far as she could tell, and frankly, the whole thing was a waste of time. Perhaps Maya could have turned up a crowd, but these students wouldn’t even know just who they were in the presence of if she had. They could have at least sent Claudine to a place with a more active theater program; surely students in such places would be more interested.

But here she was. She might as well check out the drama club while she was visiting this no name place. And maybe see if she could at least get some practice in, thus preventing the day from being a total waste.

First, however, she was going to have to wait in this gym for the supposed interested students to show up during the hour she’d been slotted for her presentation. She pulled her script out of her bag; at the very least, she could review the revised script for their end of the year Starlight performance as she waited.

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( tragic-juillet) Kizana’s going to put on the act of a flustered and outraged girl as she’s caught under the mistletoe with Korin , but the actress could prove to be as devious as she was difficult at times. No way she wasn’t going to take advantage of the situation here as she put her hand on the underside of her jaw to pull her into a quick kiss. If asked, she’d proclaim to anyone else that it was to make a boy in the room jealous.

@tragic-juliet for a kiss under the mistletoe

Being caught under the mistletoe was unexpected to say the least (and just why was there mistletoe at this holiday party in the first place?) Being caught under the mistletoe by Kizana was definitely a nicer surprise. Korin gave a halfhearted smile at Kizana’s (faked) outrage. After all, this wasn’t somewhere private, and Kizana wasn’t exactly out and open. She’d have to catch her for an actual kiss later; a fine trade for a mere moment of disappointment in the grand scheme of it all.

But Kizana apparently wasn’t playing it safe today; when Korin opened her mouth to say they didn’t have to do anything, Kizana slipped her hand under her jaw and kissed her. And oh shit.

If Kizana thought she was going to laugh it off later, Korin’s now flushed cheeks certainly weren’t going to help her case. This whole scenario also wasn’t fair. A stolen kiss like that, there and gone — and in front of everyone. Was there anywhere private they could go so she could kiss Kizana properly? The way mistletoe kisses should be done? Her hand caught Kizana’s wrist, an unbidden gesture to keep her close.

The words that couldn’t make it past her tongue: Please don’t go asking me to pretend it means nothing later.

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Merry Christmas

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It might have been their winter break, but there was never any rest for the drama club. Plays didn’t put themselves together, after all; while it was true they hadn’t done any casting yet, right now was the critical stage of reviewing their budget and materials for their end of the year performance, as well as ironing out any details necessary before school started up again.

At this hour, most of the other members had gone home. Almost just the two of them. Kizana always refused to leave until everyone else had left anyway. What point was there in waiting any longer? It took only a moment to pull the gift from her bag, and she glanced around to insure no one else was paying attention to them.

“Merry Christmas, Kizana.”

With that preamble, Korin held out her gift: an envelop. Inside said envelop was an information sheet about a certain performance, and a note reading, “I’m getting you two tickets for the date and time of your choice. Take whomever you want to go with. Korin”

“You don’t have to open it now.” In fact, it’d probably be better for Kizana to wait until she arrived home to do so; Korin really didn’t need the other few remaining club members asking about it. Her stomach was fluttering enough without that. “And, well, it’s not anything that big, but I thought you’d like it.”

Maybe a bracelet would have been better. Simpler, easier, less flashy at least. Looked more like something you’d just buy a “friend.”

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Korin couldn’t say she cared for romances, and she certainly couldn’t say she cared for Romeo and Juliet; nothing about being in the drama club had changed her mind on either of those fronts. Not even the casting list.

For a moment, she paused at the stage entrance, their break snacks in her hands. Yamada, while still nothing impressive, was at least throwing more conviction into his lines. An appreciated attempt, even if Kizana stole the spotlight as Juliet. Oh, Korin knew she could wax poetic about Kizana’s stage presence – starlight, glittering, captivating – but it took more than one person to bring a play like this to life. What good was a brilliant Juliet besides a lackluster Romeo?

And, Yamada was nothing impressive at all.

Korin’s grip tightened on the tray of snacks, and she took a deep breath. How ridiculous it was for her to be glaring at a boy who meant nothing. Especially when she hadn’t wanted the part in the first place.

“Break time.” Korin stepped out onto the stage, and held out the tray. “Take few minutes to catch your breath.”

At least Kizana would understand the note on the tray. A little inspiration perhaps.

I should not have waited. It would have been better, To have slept and dreamed, Than to have watched night pass, And this slow moon sink.

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For Romeo and Juliet, Korin had been very specific about what role she wanted to play in it: namely, she wasn’t acting and she was not going to be Romeo. And yet here she was, tugged over by Kizana because her would-be Romeo couldn’t act. If holding hands normally caused her face to flush, today’s was certainly caused more by annoyance at the reason for it than because they were holding hands.

“I don’t have the whole play memorized the way you do.” Despite her comment, she picked up the script to read over the lines they were practicing. It was the balcony scene, of all scenes, and since there was no balcony yet for them to practice on, she elected to ignore that fact. After all, she’s only supposed help Taro act as Romeo; he’d have to decide how to handle the actual scene by himself. Korin read the lines over twice, before placing the script aside. Showtime.

“By love,” here, she dropped to one knee with Kizana’s hand still in hers and the other over her own heart, “that did first prompt me to inquire.” Beseechingly, Korin stared up at Kizana’s — no, Juliet’s — face. For Romeo was indeed reckless and earnest and, she’d always thought, a little desperate in his love. “He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot.”

Her hand left her heart to sweep across the air between them as she continued. “Yet, wert thou as far as that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise.” On merchandise, she brought her hand to Kizana’s already captive one and, with what she hoped would come off as Romeo’s fervent desire, Korin kissed the back of Kizana’s hand. Lingering just a moment too long, as Romeo in his desperation and attempt to be suave surely would.

Or in this case really until Kizana decided if she was going to continue the scene or had had enough of it.

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“If the only plays being considered are western plays, I don't want to hear a word about ‘revisiting the classics.’” Is she involved in the argument happening before her? No. Is she going to state her opinion anyway? Absolutely. “There are plenty of Japanese classic plays this school hasn't bothered with in quite some time that would worth revisiting and would probably come off as original considering how long it's been since they were preformed here.”

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Korin had expected a flat out rejection, expected some (asinine) defense as to why Kizana kept dating boys she couldn't say two good words about. And instead? Kizana was blushing. Blushing and fidgeting and reaching out like she wanted to touch her. Like she'd taken the moment to actually imagine the two of them dating and enjoyed it.

It was too cute, and Korin could feel her own face flush. Since when had Kizana been cute? But this wasn't the same thing as asking her out on a date, and Kizana still had a boyfriend. She wouldn't drop him over this conversation.