Naka no hito, chigaimasu

♥ Dorm A. Roomie-less. ♥ Part of: Shibuku Academy ✔ Attitude Problems ✔ Reckless Behavior

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She hoped that he would indeed hold her hand the entire time— and then some. While the sixth knight had never been one for sentimentality or physical displays of affection, she found that it just seemed natural when she was with Gino, and therefore didn’t mind in the slightest. Plus, he was just that type of guy. To deny Gino a bit of his personality wouldn’t make her much of a friend to him.

“Not a clue.” she replied solemnly. “But maybe the layout is similar to Ashford’s?”

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"Good point, Anya!"

Although, Ashford was more of a... well it was difficult to discriminate the more he thought about it. As many contrasts as there were, Shibuku and Ashford had their similarities. Finding some ice cream really shouldn't be too difficult, even if it were out of season. Trees lost their leaves in the winter, but they could still be found through the term.

That comparison made perfect sense in his head.

"Alright then, let's find some ice cream!" If Suzaku were here, things would be different. Or at least a little bit easier? He fared pretty well among commoners and understood them quite well. But the good news was that little Anya was now being led off by that leggy blond, fingers failing to un-twine from her daintier sort. The exit to this place should be just around the corner....

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“We should.” she said, grasping his outstretched hand as if it were the entirely normal thing to do. And between the two of them, it was; though the pink-haired knight didn’t miss the way his expression shifted, and she could help but wonder what he was looking at. though knowing Gino, it might have been nothing in particular.

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 "But..."

The hand was given a good unfailing squeeze, possibly intending on holding it the entire journey over to the ice cream shop. That was certainly a couple-y thing to do, but it was an especially Gino-y thing to do. Coming here didn't run him dry of touchyfeely shenanigans.

"Do you have any idea where we could get a map? Unless you're already familiar with the geography?"

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Is it? I thought people tended to use spoons for eating that type of thing.

And you said it would be cold for ice cream, so I thought you meant that I should be wearing a jacket too. In any case, thanks for the offer, but I wouldn’t want to ruin your gloves. Let’s just… eat it with cones.

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 "Ah? I think it depends!"

"But really, borrowing some gloves wouldn't be a problem, even if you got ice cream on them. In any case..." A hand was outstretched in offering, while his eyes strayed off ahead. Down the hallway at absolutely nothing in particular but someone passing by might have thought he was bearing witness to something profound. "Cones it is! We should be on our way!"

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I can easily wear a jacket.

Is a jacket really the problem? Ice cream is finger food... I'm sure I have some gloves for you to borrow — unless you weren't thinking about cones?

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She gave him a blank stare in return, thinking carefully about what she should supply for an answer. Gino was her friend, she decided. She knew he was shallow and a bit naive, but he was still her greatest ally; and he wasn’t the type to abandon someone for something that landed them in a reform school. The girl glanced from her shoulder, where his hand gave it a reassuring squeeze, then back up to the blonde knight.

“I guess you could say that I finally got in trouble for how reckless I’ve been with the Mordred.” she replied at last. It wasn’t a lie in the slightest, but not the entire truth either. It didn’t bother Anya in the slightest, however; her conscience remained at ease. ”That, and my folks wanted me out of their hair for a while.”

“Or forever, I don’t really know for sure.”

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"Finally? So you were expecting something like this?" The chipper query lost it's spirit as Anya went on about her parents. His grip went lax (but remained on her shoulder, of course) as his head straightened out.

"Settling into a new place is hard, but do you really think your parents would want you to stay here forever?" Not that this was a facility for something like that. "Everyone here has something unfortunate that brought them here, I think the point is to learn from our mistakes." Instead of dwelling on them and assuming this was some kinda proxy for deportation.

"This place really isn't bad at all though...! Have you had a tour?"

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Gino, I'd like to go out for ice cream-- Let's go.

You want ice cream right now?

Isn't it too cold for something like that?

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“What kind of reunion gathers people who don’t know each other together and makes them take classes about improving their behavior?” she asked bluntly, staring up at him. And though she didn’t quite show it, she was elated to see that Gino seemed his usual self, despite their circumstances.

Ah, and that brought her to another question.

“Why are you here, Gino?”

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"Isn't that basically what school is about? Gathering people of the same age and learning together...?" Paraphrasing, but same idea. As far as he was concerned, the term delinquent could have been used sparingly here. In his ignorant humble opinion.

"I could be asking you the same thing." A hand found the girl's smaller shoulder, still way too happy to be having this conversation. "I guess I need some reforming after all." Neglecting the details, he gave the pinkette a sideways glance coupled with a careful squeeze.

"Your turn-!"

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Hn? I didn’t expect to see you here, of all places. {she snaps a quick picture}

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Especially you, “White Knight”— but at least things won’t be boring with you two around.

Jan 10th; 00:00 Suzaku and Gino attend this academy as well, it seems. … Familiar company is… nice. 

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"It's sort of like a reunion, isn't it?!" Their surroundings could have been nicer, but nonetheless. The overcast of a less-than-reputable school wasn't putting a damper on his attitude...

Obviously.

"Suzaku's been here just as long as I have-!" As if it were something to boast about...

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” Minako is fine! Miss Arisato sort of reminds me of a candidate for Miss Universe”. It was a bit unnerving to have someone she just met call her without an honorific, but it was quite better to have someone call her with her given name than have someone call her so formally. Not that she had anything against it, it just feels weird t be called in that way.

Minako blinked at him innocently, tilting her head ever so slightly to the right at his response. Up to something? What did he mean? Foreigners sure says weird things sometimes…” Nah, not really. I just think it’s weird”. A blunt response, devoid of implied messages and was a statement she said out of observation. She wasn’t really the type to suspect people- unless they were wiseasses. 

” Besides, I don’t think Gino-kun is the type of person to be up to something like tht”. She gave him an assuring smile, making it known that she wasn’t opening up any kind of hostility whatsoever. Being able to socialize with different kinds of people had somehow given her some kind of instinct about this kinds of things, and thankfully it had always been correct.

 The brunette then shook her head at Gino’s next question. ” Nope! We buy it ourselves! “. She put up a hand underneath her chin. ” Millenium Mall should have a sale on those-“. Minako turned back to the blonde, a grin on her face. ” Say, wanna come along? For tree shopping I mean”.

Seems like Kobayakawa won’t be able to buy that tree anyways. ” Er..drinking? hahaha yeah let’s just leave it at that”. She then placed a hand on Gino’s shoulder. ” You sure a nice guy Gino-kun!”. Naive or innocent or dense Gino may be it did not matter- people like him who normally did not think bad of people like that was a dogged nice guy in her book.

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"Miss Universe...?" She was right, that did sound rather formal. He'd abide by her recommendation then, when in Rome... "Minako then. I'd be happy to accompany you tree shopping!" Now that sounded weird to him, but he wasn't trying to accommodate himself. This was all a gigantic mingling-learning experience. Yes.

"But won't we need some sort of vehicle to bring it back here?" He was still envisioning something massive and unreasonable. They would likely need decorations too - trees didn't come pre-festooned, did they?

Typically, Gino was the one who couldn't keep his hands off company. Not exactly in the molestery-sense, but his perception of personal space was lacking. "—ah? Well you're rather pleasant yourself!" Mutually establishing that they could stand to tolerate each other for a bit longer, this was good. Didn't that mean they were friends now?

Wonderful.

"You'll have to show me which way the mall is. Would we be having the tree delivered from there?" In which case, they could probably just phone the mall but...it was likely part of tradition to make the voyage.

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Because from the looks of you, you seen like a real upbeat guy. Someone who's looking for a good time!

"Looking for a good time..."

"You're absolutely right!"

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Minako clasped her hands in a prayer like position, putting it close to her chest as she just nodded stupidly at what the blonde was saying. He did not seem like someone who just high from drugs, nor is he someone who seems to be lacking in the brain department. He looked..well relatively normal when compared to the other delinquents she was forced to put up with in this academy. T-Then….why...

She shifted her gaze to the right, a sweatdrop adorning her features. What is with these suggestions just coming out of his mouth…..Oh well. Whatever. At least he seems to be energetic about this particular project…unlike some ‘people’.

Clearing her throat for a second, she returned his grin, putting up a hand to her chest. ” The name’s Minako Arisato. Pleased to meet you Gino-kun”. She then paused to entwine her hands behind her back, then looked up at the blonde innocently. ” hm~…it’s pretty rare to see foreigners transfer to this academy..especially at this time of year”. She scratched the back of her neck, remembering her meeting with Ivan the day before. Ok erase that. Seems like blondes love to transfer at this time of year. Just saying.

But of course she didn’t say it out loud. She wouldn’t really want to be called someone who had something against blondes. Shaking her head a bit, she turned her attention to the matter at hand. ” er..well I don’t think we can do that Gino-kun….those trees don’t really belong to us..and er..we just use Christmas trees made out of plastic - so as to spare the trouble”.

 Minako shifted her gaze to some of her male classmates grudgingly taking down the mistletoe from the staircase. “….also…some people might just use the water for other reasons..”. And she was pretty sure it had nothing to do with decorating for the holidays.

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The brains part was debatable — actually he was intelligent, just a bit naive. Clearly. "Miss Arisato? The pleasure's mine!"

He wasn't quite sure how to take her comment, hailing from a place where it was just the opposite, of course. Socializing outside the royal circle - he needed some sort of guideline for this. With an unwavering smile, he regarded her cheerful as ever in spite of the inner-confusion. "Aha, you think I'm up to something...?" Hopefully not! The only thing Gino was up to at the moment was tree hunting.

..Oh! Good thing Minato was here to inform him. Otherwise, he may have tainted the Weinberg name even further before the end of the day. But..plastic? Not really a foreign concept, fake trees weren't unheard of in his mind, and yet...

"I see, so we're to make the tree ourselves?" He didn't know the first thing about working with plastics, but the brunette seemed to be on the ball with these things.

"Do you think they would use the tree's water for drinking? For themselves, I mean..."

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Detaching her gaze from the ground, Feldt hesitated a moment before taking the extended appendage within her own grasp. Delicately coiling her fingers around his palm and shaking gently before retrieving her hand back, letting it hang lose at her side while the other still clung tightly to the Haro. “Feldt Grace” she muttered in a meek tone, forcing the edged of her mouth to curve upwards in order to form a smile.

“It’s nice to mee-” sentence aborted mid way by the sudden thrashing of Haro’s ears when his carapace was tapped by the stranger, a small chuckle emitted from the girl as she shook her head from side to side. “Oh, no he’s more of a - uhmm.” Searching for the right words to describe the small bot presented a bit of a challenge. He’d become somewhat of a companion for her, a precious memento of the first deceased Lockon that she’d been allowed to keep at her side after the termination of Celestial Being, but the pinkette didn’t want to move onto that subject.

“He’s a maintenance droid.” Reaching both arms out with the A.I cupped in her hands to enable Gino to get a closer look at the electronic sphere, Feldt finally gathered enough courage to meet her own gaze with the blonde’s. “Haro, say hello.”

‘Hi Gino!! Hi Gino!!’

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A little squeeze was returned, curiousity never straying far from the little orange not-ornament. That was a pretty name for a pretty girl! Just as he made to inform her that the pleasure was all his, well, he became fully distracted.

He. It was gender-specific?! A...driod? Perhaps there weren't as many commoners around these parts as he first assumed. Normally, one might be a little taken aback, or require some space until the robotic creature was better understood. But not Gino - he couldn't get close enough.

"Ah—?! It knows my name?" It - Haro rather. Oops. "Does it have a recording device somewhere?!"

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Takeru blinked as the boy talked to him. He then looked up at Patamon who looked angry. “Don’t say anything.” He whispered to his partner.

He then looked at the other and smiled. “I’m sorry, my hat isn’t a gerbil. In fact, it’s a stuffed toy.” He gave off a little laugh, and removed Patamon from his head. “Okay, back in the backpack you go Patamon. I’m already starting to look like a baby.” He softly stuffed the Digital Monster on top of his books.

“Commoner school things?” TK blinked. “Well, I have no idea what you mean by that. I’m sorry.”

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Did his hat change expression just then..? Of course not!

"A stuffed toy..?" But he was wearing it as a hat? Intriguing. And it even had a name! Was it customary to name your clothing here? Probably not, he did say it was a toy, but Gino was having a difficult time comprehending that.

How was he to..explain.. commoner school things. It was like asking a child to go into detail about long division or giving someone sixty seconds to unscramble a Rubik's Cube.

"Well nevermind that! Are you new here as well?"

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Gino, m'man! I can tell we're gonna be awesome pals!

"Oh? Really?!"

".....Why do you suppose that is?!"

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