P E R F E C T I O N

"We'll get stronger! We'll get stronger and be perfect!" Atsuya Fubuki, Ume Dorm, Room 7 affiliated with kerria academy

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{ Atsuya & Kuroo }

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He had joined the volleyball team, of course he had, but unlike some of the other members, he preferred to practice more than once a week by himself just to get into the hang of it once again. Serving and blocking were priories, of course, so he’d practice by aiming and knocking down obstacles. He was a middle blocker, but being able to handle other tasks was important as well.

When someone else wandered in, the sound of the gym door screeching open, he blinked and turned around, catching the ball in his hand. A smaller kid kid had come in, soccer ball in  hand, and was shouting something about using the court. Kuroo blinked for a second, before it registered that meant he would have to leave.

"No." He replied after looking at him for a second, not caring if it sounded too rude or standoffish. This kid should learn some manners. "I was here first. Anyway, this court is reserved for volleyball and some other sport. Not soccer."

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{ ❄ } — Was he being...looked down upon? Someone as talented and skillful as him was being not only looked down upon, but treated like a mere kid. He fought bears, you know! Aliens too! And while this guy didn't seem like the boring type, at least, coupled with his already sour mood, he was really starting to piss him off. 

Atsuya fixed his grip on his soccer ball, almost defensively, and puffed out his chest, "Haah? Who cares about volleyball? Anyone can throw a ball over a net-- but I wouldn't exactly group it together with actual sports." As far as he knew, people did it on beaches for idle fun. Sounded like one drawn out game of catch to him, apart from the actual catching part.

"Now like I said-- Be a good boy and let me use this court." 

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{ Atsuya & Kuroo }

{ ❄ } — Today was soccer practice like usual. Or at least-- It should have been. Dark skies and what seemed like never-ending rain were quick to put a damper on his plans. The rest of the players appreciated the time off. As a team, they had nothing urgent planned in the near future, after all, and it meant not only a break from physical strain, but a break they could use to recuperate from a busy school day.

Damn shitty losers! How were they going to get any better if they didn't get serious and train?! 

Now, sulkily, Atsuya headed ball-in-hand to his next option. He wasn't as familiar with the courts on campus as he was with the fields, but he'd take anything. Beggars can't be choosers, right? Pushing open the door revealed it to be occupied by a sole person. A sole...tall looking person. Taller than him, and dressed in some uniform he wasn't quite able to place. 

"Oi, you!" He huffed, throwing forth an accusatory finger in their direction, as if this bed-headed male was the one who screwed with the weather. "Let me use this court!" 

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吹雪兄弟詰め

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fuubukis a réagi à votre billet :fuubukis a réagi à votre billet :{ ❄ } — “Hm…I...

If you clean up your room then I might consider it.

{ ❄ } — ...Seriously? Can't he just it out of that kindness junk he was known for? 

"Whatever. Fine, I'll do it."

Maybe. 

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koizaki-io a réagi à votre billet :{ ❄ } — “Hm…I wonder if Shirou would be mad if I...

what did you do

{ ❄ } — ...No one has any faith in him here, do they?

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fuubukis a réagi à votre billet :{ ❄ } — “Hm…I wonder if Shirou would be mad if I...

[nii-chaning intensifies]

That's not an answer.

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{ ❄ } — "Hm...I wonder if Shirou would be mad if I camped out at his dorm for a bit..." 

Atsuya Fubuki, asking the important questions. 

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∂συвℓє тrσυвℓє | Shirou & Atsuya

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“Eh?”

That was rare, for Atsuya to speak of such things. He had done it before, acted like this, but it was still uncommon. It shouldn’t have been surprising, but it was. Their soccer and Raimon’s soccer were different after all, and since he had adapted well to both, it was a confusing change when it came to playing matches.

Back with Atsuya, it was just the two of them despite other members of the team being there. The team relied on them more than they should have, they were the twin aces. However, with Raimon and beyond, it was everyone together, no relying on a single person or not trying your best as long as the ace was on the field.

“… I won’t. Our soccer is still our soccer, no matter who we play with though. You know that as well as I do.” Raimon or not, even Kerria, as long as Atsuya and Shirou played together, it was still their soccer. Sighing at the sudden shove in his side, he pushed at Atsuya’s shoulder with a chuckle. “I never hear the end of you no matter what I do anyway, I’m stuck with you whether I like it or not!”

Of course, he still felt bad about getting Atsuya feeling like that, so agreeing with his obnoxious demands was the easiest thing to do. And, he had been planning on asking his twin to come out to eat something from the beginning, Atsuya always did agree to anything involving food after all. His dorm was his first priority though, so his stomach would have to be put on hold while he they unpacked Shirou’s things.

As if following on from this thought, he led his brother from his door and waited for him to lock the door, listening in on whatever it was that he said. Pff, he always took advantage of his kindness, but saying that would only get more exaggerated comments thrown at him, so he left it be, chuckling at being called “nii-chan”. He only did that when he wanted something, and Shirou had a feeling it was going to be the entire menu from the cafe at this rate.

Once they were out of the dorm and on the way to his own, he laughed. “Right. It was before you left to come here, we went out to eat and you nearly had a heart attack because you ate too much,” At least the chef knew who they were. In their home town, everyone knew everyone. The chef knew exactly how Atsuya was, and how he was when it came to getting what he wanted, which was to eat more than Shirou. He had succeeded, of course. “To be fair, you probably ate everything in the place when you left.” 

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{ ❄ } —  He never did understand Shirou's fondness for Raimon. A style of soccer like that seemed stiffing and unnecessary to him. Strong people were necessary in sports-- Strong, perfect people. Where was the fun in sacrificing the true extent of your abilities to work together with those below you? When it had showed up and whisked the closest person to him away, he came to detest it even more, earning him the well-known and fitting reputation of being a lone wolf on the field.

His brother hadn't forgotten about him, though. He wouldn't. That was all the reassurance he needed. Once again, he hid the expression that came over his face. This time, one of sheer relief. 

When he felt Shirou pushing back at his shoulder, he just released a loud, genuine laugh. "Hahaha, just consider yourself lucky, not many people get to have a little brother as awesome as me!" Rather than going with the more expected reaction of giving another shove in return, he pressed himself up momentarily against the other's flank. If Atsuya was compared to a puppy, then let's just think of this as some tail-wagging, tongue-flopping gesture of affection. 

After having locked his door, under a watchful eye, if he might add, he followed along at his side as he began to lead them off somewhere. Funny that he'd been here longer, yet his ever-capable and responsible brother already knew the way better than he probably could. Wow, what a surprise. Even the methods he chose to surpass him in were uncool.  

"O--Oi, you don't have to say it so loudly! Sportsmen have to eat a lot if they want to keep their strength up. Don't you know anything, Shirou?" 

His stomach groaned at the memory, and he inwardly cringed along with it. So maybe he had eaten just little bit too much that day. What of it? He had to get bigger! Bigger meant more powerful, more intimidating, that was his goal! Though...the only thing that came out of it for him that day was an awful stomachache and the need for Shirou to take care of him afterwards. 

"Anyway, let's just worry about your stupid dorm for now. Are we almost there?" The look of disinterest on his face betrayed the curious words. Clicking his tongue against his teeth, he continued with a grumble, "It's hot as hell out here." 

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by  秋空

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∂συвℓє тrσυвℓє | Shirou & Atsuya

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Shirou couldn’t help but laugh when the pillow hit against his face. It wasn’t as bad as a soccer ball, and Atsuya had been sure to hit his brother with it plenty of times, especially when a match came around and the pair made a mistake. Perfect people weren’t supposed to be able to make mistakes. “It’s not my fault, Atsuya!” He managed to laugh out, tossing the pillow back on the bed where it had been before. 

Watching his brother tug on the familiar scarf, he chuckled as he moved around his room. Atsuya put on a fresh shirt, that was the least he could ask of his brother. If he had put one on that had littered the floor, he might have just locked him in here. Maybe he had once, no, he obviously had on a lazy day, but he supposed he couldn’t baby his brother anymore, seeing as how they lived a little bit away from one another.

Whoops, he should have known he’d snap a nerve with that one. If he had said that a few years back, he would have been shouted at instead of just a glare, and he would have taken it. But since then, Shirou actually became a little more confident, thankfully. Perfection was everything, perfection was the law of the Fubuki twins, but after seeing some of his friend’s play and building his confidence, he knew perfection was rather far from what anybody could accomplish. “… Yeah, I know you won’t. But, even if they aren’t that strong, don’t let it annoy you. They just haven’t trained as much as we have.”

Which was true, the pair had trained throughout their time in their home since they were kids, always playing with one another, always winning matches. They were dedicated all right, but Shirou wasn’t certain that they needed to be as focused on perfection anymore. “But I’m sure we’ll meet strong people. I’m sure we will! And then we can have as much fun as we want, right?” He was just hoping Atsuya wouldn’t get too excited over it.

Ume dorm, this dorm, seemed nice. It had just the sort of air that he expected Atsuya would enjoy, but Momo dorm was lovely as well. It had just the right amount of enthusiasm and eager people in it to keep him interested, and seeing more motivated people motivated him in turn. “Oh really, I’m disappointed.” Atsuya may not have looked like a dog, but he could act like one. Or at least, an over-excited pup.

"Oh right, I actually have some put away, but not much. I’d appreciate the help." Of course his brother wanted to have food in return, he always wanted something, but Shirou had been planning on going to an on-campus cafe later anyway. "Don’t order the most expensive thing on the menu though, alright?" 

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{ ❄ } — The least he could do was dress himself, Shirou. There were times he forgot to do even that, like those lazy days after brutal late-night practices, but come on, everyone had times like that. Have a little faith. 

"Hey, Shirou..." Atsuya bit his tongue and, rather reluctantly, averted his gaze off to the side. It rested nowhere in particular as he continued, "...Even if you do meet someone strong or fun, don't forget about our soccer, okay?

That's right. Shirou had Raimon. Shirou had his own friends. Whether he liked to admit it or not, his older brother was growing up and moving past the confides of perfection they set for themselves in the past. As his sibling --No, not even just that, as his best friend, he was happy for him. Proud, even. But part of him felt an uncharacteristic sense of insecurity he just couldn't seem to shake. 

He'd shown weakness before Shirou plenty of times. It wasn't the first, and certainly wasn't the last time it would happen, but it was something he never exactly got used to. It just didn't feel right if he didn't throw in one his usual comments. Regaining the former vigor to his voice, he swung an elbow to jab it lightly into Shirou's side. "--If you did, I definitely wouldn't forgive you! Ever! You'd never hear the end of it either." 

His mood seemed to perk back up when Shirou agreed. It shocked him how easy that had been. No tricks, no arguments --He actually expected at least a few more petty insults thrown his way. He'd been planning on helping him from the beginning, whether he agreed to the conditions attached or not, but oh well, this made his life much more simple. Tastier, too.

As long as Shirou liked his new living conditions, he would like and approve of them too, even if it was from a distance. 

"Don't worry, don't worry. When have I ever took advantage of your kindness, dear Niichan? I'll just stick to the cheap stuff." The corners of his lips tugged up into a content smirk. His arms seemed to raise with it, folding as his hands found their way to rest against the nape of his neck, fingers interlocking loosely where they met. 

"It's been awhile since we've gone out together like this, hasn't it?" The last time must have been back in Hokkaido, on some walk home after school he figured. Thinking back, they'd pretty much spent their time at each other hips during those days. "When was the last time, anyway? Don't be shy! Feel free to treat yourself." Easy to say when you're not paying. 

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Asako&Atsuya

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She had a new roommate, a new roommate. Asako smiled as she rearranged the flowers she had in her room, she hoped her new roommate liked flowers as much as Asako did. Of course, any girl would. And of course, Asako had no idea that her roommate was a male, let alone males and females could room together.

Looking around she noticed some need water, grabbing her watering can she noticed it was empty. “I’ll be right back.” She said leaving her dorm room to the girls bathroom.

After filling it up she walked back only to find someone standing in the room.

"Hello are you…" She cut her sentence off blinking noticing a male. "Umm… I-if you’re looking for the dorm hear, h-h-he’s down the h-hallway." She said as her complex of males began showing.

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{ ❄ } — Well...that would explain the room, at least. 

"Tch, weren't you listening at all? I'm staying here, living here. I don't talk just to hear myself speak, you know." 

Apart from her, one of the first things he noticed was that the air held the distinctive smell of flowers. If it weren't bad enough that the sweet aroma was completely sickening, the pollen that accompanied it caused his nose to wrinkle in irritation. He swung his bag off his shoulder, letting it fall to the ground at his feet with a loud thump. 

"Ayami, right?" Or was it Asahi? He hadn't bothered much to learn it. "I'm Fubuki-- Fubuki Atsuya, you'd better not forget it!" 

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∂συвℓє тrσυвℓє | Shirou & Atsuya

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“In other words… Eh, maybe a little bit I guess. As much as I love the peace, it get’s boring. But don’t let that inflate your ego more than it already has, otherwise I’m going to have to leave again.”

Sure enough, the dinner table was a little depressing with only one of the twins there, but then again Atsuya always made sure his opinion was heard at the dinner table, so it was one of the places that he always stuck out. That, and on the soccer field, where he would scream about his amazing skills whenever he scored a shot. As a defender, most of the time, Shirou would simply enjoy the feeling of being able to defend the goal.

But he decided to leave that be, raising a brow and standing up off his brother’s breath with a swing of his arms, he chuckled, “Cute, huh, I guess so. But, once again, you forget we are twins. Thank you for telling me how cute I am, Atsuya. I thought it was only the girls who would ever say that to me.” Whoops, that was probably going to spring his temper again. For some reason or the other, probably personality rather than looks, girls liked Shirou more than Atsuya. Well, it wasn’t even that. Atsuya just spoke too loudly and scared them away.  

"Heh, I’ll try my best to defend the goal, like always, so don’t worry," He answered, leaning against the wall of the room and sighing again at the mess. Making sure he didn’t step on anything was harder than it seemed. "Just don’t try to be the only striker, alright? In this school, there’s more than just one able striker. It’s not like Hokkaido, you know?" He knew that, probably, but it was a better idea to tell him.

"I was surprised you believed it, but you always teased me back then, it was the only way to get you back without you knowing I was trying to," Shirou smiled. He’d always made Atsuya follow his lead, unless it came to soccer, then his little brother would take control and seem like the elder of the pair.

"Oh, but I’m in the new dorm over that way, um, Momo Dorm, right? So we’re a little away from each other. But good, at least you’re behaving. Would you like me to pat your head and tell you you’re a good boy, Atsuya?" 

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{ ❄ } — "How much longer are you going to milk that?! It's bad enough I have to share a last name and face with you, but you're the only one that gets any damn recognition for it!" It was his turn to do the pillow-throwing, aimed directly at his brother's head. 

It was the same no matter where they went. Shirou attracted girls everywhere. And only Shirou, despite them having near identical looks. Even when they were younger it was as if they just couldn't help themselves upon seeing his gentle set of eyes; with the personality and ever-present expression to back it up.

Atsuya followed his older brother’s lead and pulled himself off the bed. Unlike his rather graceful approach at avoiding the things on the floor, he just kicked them out of the way with each step, seemingly unphased by the mess. He took a fresh t-shirt from his dresser and pulled it over his head, before reaching for his scarf. For whatever reason, even now he refused to part with it. 

“Haah?” His eyes narrowed slightly, shooting a Shirou a hard look as he fastened it carefully around his neck. Of course he knew that, and while it made sense, it went against his ideals. Perfection was everything. The perfection they'd worked so hard to acquire wouldn't lose to just anyone. Nose wrinkling slightly at the thought, he continued, ”It doesn’t matter if there’s one striker or ten of them, If they can’t offer a challenge, then I won’t acknowledge them. It’s as simple as that, really. You’d better not get any softer on me just because we’re at a new school now, Shirou.” 

"--If we do come across strong players, all we have to do is crush them all just like we did back home! It's exciting, don't you think? Our old team was full of wimps. Finally, there's a chance for some real fun!"  Momo dorm. He’d heard of the building opening, but didn't imagine his brother would end up being one of its new residents. The constant chill of Ume dorm suited him much better, in his opinion. But that's all it was, an opinion. He'd just have have to bite his tongue and settle for finding out where it was. 

"Funny. I'll have to pass." What'd he look like, a dog? He snorted. "Have you moved all your stuff in yet? If you haven't, I guess I wouldn't mind helping you. Considering you are going to be taking me out to eat, after all." 

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∂συвℓє тrσυвℓє | Shirou & Atsuya

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He was right, of course, saying such a thing had woken his brother up without much of a struggle. Atsuya was up like a shot and Shirou shook his head at how simple it was to get him up at such a thing. Bothering his brother was no trouble, he had done it many times before after all.

Shirou laughed a little at the flick, so used to it that there was only a little bit of pain. His brother’s bed head was making his hair stand up more so than usual and he looked like he could fall asleep at any moment. “I’m not abusing anything, Atsuya. It’s your fault for not waking up when I threw the pillow. You were just asking for it, you know? At the very least, lock your door.” 

Mulling over the question, he smiled. Of course he had missed his brother, but he wasn’t going to admit that. Mushy things like that would only increase his life sentence of being teased by his little brother, and an after life of it would make him loose it more so than he already had when it came to dealing with him.

"Ehh, not really, it was really peaceful back home. You should have seen it, but if you had then it would have gotten loud again, right?” Then he ran a finger through white locks and shrugged. “… It was a little too quiet though, so here I am. I asked the office about your room, by the way. As much as you liked to think it as a child, we don’t have twin telepathy.” 

"You haven’t been causing trouble here, have you?" 

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{ ❄ } — His muscles gave off a slight ache when he moved, a result of spending the night training, and it took him a moment to fully blink the sleep from his eyes. His brother was really enjoying this, wasn't he? Well, at least he was laughing.

"So, in other words, you missed me."

Peaceful? Ha. That's just another word for boring. No wonder he'd come crawling after him. As fond as he was of their hometown, it wasn't wrong to say nothing happened there. Their school had been a small one, with all the attendants closely-knit. This new atmosphere would benefit the both of them, now even more so that they were able to experience it together.

"Just admit it already, Shirou. You can't fool your cute, loving little brother."

"Ah--, I guess it's a good thing that you came, though. This school could use a decent defense player like you. As long as you don't get in my way, we'll have them all bowing down to our soccer in no time." You could said, in other words, it was his own way of communicating the fact that he'd missed his brother just as much. A very Atsuya-like way, but still one nonetheless. Like hell he'd admit it though. He knew just as well as the other the consequences of getting too sappy.

"I wouldn't have believed that stupid telepathy thing if you hadn't insisted on it all the time! Always trying to get us to finish each other's sentences." He huffed lightly, though the memory brought a laugh from him. It was an occurrence he'd firmly believed in at the time.  "Is your room far from here? If you had to look it up, I mean. Sounds like a hassle." 

"And to answer your question, no. I haven't. It may be surprising, but I'm more civilized than you think." 

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∂συвℓє тrσυвℓє | Shirou & Atsuya

If his brother had caused trouble, he’d be in trouble too. If his brother hadn’t caused trouble, he’d be genuinely shocked.

These were running in his head as he discovered the location, the room of his brother in the Ume dorm. It was surprising they weren’t together, but no, Shirou was in the Momo dorm, one of it’s first residents. Still, relaxing at his dorm was put to a standstill in order for him to check in on the younger twin and pray that he hadn’t done anything wrong in his absence.

Once outside room seven, he knocked his hand against the door and pressed his hands in his pockets. It had been a while since he saw his brother, but Atsuya never changed. Though his elder brother prayed for him to mature while he was back in their old school, his worry about what he had gotten up to had forced him to come to the same school as him once again.

But, when he didn’t open the door, Shirou sighed and pushed at the handle. Of course he hadn’t locked the door. The room was a mess too, and the figure thrown across the bed still in his soccer gear was snoring louder than he did back home. Thank god he wasn’t sharing a room with him anymore. Plucking up one of the pillows from the ground, he tossed it at the head of his brother then proceeded to sit down on the bed with a thump. This wasn’t the reunion he had planned. 

"Atsuya, get up. It’s the middle of the day,” He grumbled, poking at his twin’s face and wondering how on earth he could sleep through this. “… If you don’t get up, you won’t be able to be the ace shooter of the team anymore. The teachers will knock you off the team.” That should work.

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{ ❄ } — His first reaction was to grumble and complain, his second was to bat the finger that nudged at him; ignoring the fact it was partially his fault for leaving the door unlocked. The hell did they think they was doing, barging into his room like this? He'd file a complaint, dammit! 

Now, he could have continued that on thought, and they both knew quite well that he would have, if it weren't for those next words.Give up his position of ace striker? His teachers...kicking him off the team...? Unthinkable! 

There was only one person who knew him so completely well enough to say something like that.

"Dammit..." He groaned, pulling himself up into a sitting position. He made sure to make a show of the half-dazed effort it took him, too, just to show Shirou how much he was bothering him. He reached forward to thrust a finger into his brother's face, giving his forehead a light flick. You could say it was revenge for the poke. And the pillow-throw to the head that just this once, he so graciously decided to overlook. "You don't say that kind of stuff to someone who just woke up, Shirou! Especially when he's your younger brother, you're abusing your privileges!"

More awake now then he'd been a moment ago, he retracted his arm, pulling it back to rub a hand at the nap of his neck. He eyed Shirou carefully. As shocked as he was, he couldn't deny the sigh of relief that escaped him. He supposed it was only natural their goodbye hadn't lasted very long. Since as long as he could remember, they had never been made to spend much time apart.

"...What are you doing here anyway? Missed me that much, huh?"

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Asako&Atsuya

{ ❄ } — Upon learning he'd been assigned to be roomed with someone else, Atsuya found himself feeling slightly uneasy. 

To think he, the much sought after ace striker of Hokkaido, the lone wolf who tore his way through entire soccer teams and conquered full-length games with nothing but his own skill, was nervous-- It was almost laughable. But he just couldn't help it. The only person he'd ever shared a living space before was his twin and older brother, Shirou. 

Ah, whatever. He just needed to play nice and get this introduction over with, right? He had found the building with ease, all that was left was to make his appearance. After rapping a pale knuckle against the door to signal his arrival, he pushed it open and stepped inside. 

"Yo, I'm supposed to be staying here from now on. I'm--" 

Hold on a moment. This room was...

Too damn girly! 

[shockoro]

"Aren’t a bund—" hiccup "Bundle of cuteness!"

"Ever need some extra tutoring, come to sensei..Not Obaa-chan. Sensei.”

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"Haa? You're pretty funny, aren't you? First young, now cute!"  

"Thanks for the offer but I'll have to pass; I'm already the best there is-- And besides, can you even see straight?"