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Log o31.
WHO: Kaname Chidori, Sousuke Sagara, and Kazuki Yotsuga with a cameo by Macua Huitl.
WHAT: A DATE
WHEN: September 22nd?
MISSION: Have a date without a certain military maniac ruining it all!
WATCH OUT FOR: A certain military mania ruining it all.
Despite being "that girl that everyone likes" at school, there's not many people who are in dire straits to date Kaname Chidori; her tsundere personality tends to frighten off the more intelligent members of the student population, leaving behind only desperate sleazballs that a certain blue-haired whispered would never date.
Occcasionally, however, Kaname's best friend, who earnestly wished for her best friend's happiness, would set her up on a blind date. However, Kyoko wasn't revealing how she got to know a certain dark-haired potential love interest, and Kaname wasn't exactly sure she wanted to ask. The last guy Kyoko set her up with was a greasy-haired guy a few age her senior who couldn't stop bragging about how he knew someone from J-league.
"You'd really like him, Kaname! He seems like a really great guy! And he goes to Jindai High School, too!" Kyoko's words reverberate inside Kaname's head, and Kaname frowns a little; she just hopes that her best friend turned out to be right.
Fortunately, so far he didn't /seem/ all that bad; he wasn't handsome, but he was an all right sort of looking guy. And thankfully, he didn't seem like the sort that kept an armor at his disposable under his school uniform, either.
Not as far as Kaname Chidori could tell, anyway.
Thankfully for both Kaname and her date (who proceeded inside the theater after meeting on the benches outside), a certain Mithril member was nowhere to be seen; Kaname had gone through great lengths to ensure that a certain sergeant would know nothing of this date. Any efforts Kyoko might have made in order to ensure that the two of them would have a good time would be completely eradicated the moment Sousuke entered within a ten foot radius of them.
"You go to Jindai High, right?" she asks, heading towards the concessions; she swears that she recognizes him from somewhere, and while she saw a lot of people at her part-time job, she's been working there less as the winter approaches and she begins to prepare for her entrance exams. "Are you a new transfer student?" As student council VP it's her duty to know every member of the student body; unfortunately, it seems that this one managed to slip through the cracks.
Kazuki Yotsuga has been told on several occasions to slip through the cracks of the schools social spheres. "Y'yeah." answered Kazuki 'Sanada', hustling in after her after having held open the door.. or possibly pausing awkwardly as it opened itself. "My big sister Mitsuki-" a sharp eyed senior with long, brown hair that's recently butted her way into the student council, "Came a few months befor me, I had to stay back because of some kind of mix up in documents." he continues, reciting his cover story by heart. "This is my first semester here but this school is really nice!" he continues, queing up into a the line for snacks, drinks, and other high-priced theater fare,already digging out his wallet to keep it at the ready. "So..um, order whatever you like, okay?" he encouraged after taking a glance up at the price board.. Thankfully the EDF paid him well enough.
If Kazuki slipped through the cracks, then a certain Seargent decidedly got stuck, wedged in there and then in an effort to gain freedom from such an uncomfortable situation, more often than not detonated the sphere. Often, admittedly, this was literal. And inspite of the attempts by a popular blue-haired class representitive presently accompanying the cross-dressing pilot, the brown haired AS Specialist failed to learn from the multitude of experiences. Lucky everyone.
Speaking of which, where /was/ the every present shadow of Kaname Chidori? Maybe it was she had finally managed to escape his lurking not so subtle presence...There'd been not one lick of his skulking about, no sudden yells, no shots fired. Yes, truely, Kaname might yet heave a sigh of relief! And expect that this might just turn out to be a normal high school student date! One she utterly deserved. It wasn't every day she could just be simply, normal.
...Naturally such a thing was preposterous and doomed to failure much like the concept of the Hindenburg. Just a guess as to when and where the date was going to go up in a disastrous conflageration of unholy desruction and failure.
A flash of light caught the grey eyes of a youth as he turned in the pseudo darkness, glancing over his shoulder cautiously-- a sharp and feral look to them. Slowly, and purposefully, he knelt beside his fallen victim, and wordlessly began to unbutton his shirt.
"Oh, that's your sister?" Kaname knows her; she's not exactly... the easiest person in the student council to work with; hopefully Kazuki doesn't share /all/ of his sister's critical personality flaws. Out of all the people that she worked with on the student council, she was easily the one she liked the least. Even the student council's resident model maniac Sasaki was more tolerable than she was.
The two of them step up towards the counter and Kaname looks up at the display above them, internally debating what snack she'll sample today. Just when she decides (a small popcorn and a small coke), Kazuki offers to pay.
"No, it's fine," Kaname reassures him with the wave of a hand; the last thing she wants is for the guy to get the wrong impression. There'd been some guys who thought that buying a drink meant that he was entitled to some lip-locking action later in the date, and Kaname had no intentions of giving Kazuki that impression. She pulls out her wallet and rummages through it for enough bills to cover her tab. "I've got myself covered." She turns towards the vendor. "One small popcorn and one small coke, please."
A moment later, the beverage and snack are deposited in front of her; Kaname grabs her order and steps to the side, waiting for Kazuki to place his own order.
"How did you and Kyoko end up meeting, anyway?"
"Y'yeah.." answers Kazuki, a hand absently rubbing at the back of his neck. "She's nicer then she lets on." he confesses, knowing well how difficult she can seem at first.. and at second. He seems taken somewhat aback by the decline of his offer, they didn't cover this in his pre-date breifing! He wasn't prepaired! "R'right.. Okay." he answered, recovering quickly from the deviation in the plan, a smile quickly returning as he ordered himself a soda and a box of chocolate covered raisens.
He pockets the box and joins her befor heading towards the theater, a moment taken to recall their meeting. "Well.. I was at the club meeting and she was taking pictures. We started talking and she said she could set me up on a date." he recalls from memory, "I.. tried to decline, but she's kind of hard to say no to." he continued with a abashed laugh.
Kaname nods sagely; Kyoko could be pretty difficult at times. Still, his reply leaves one question still hanging, unanswered, in the back of her mind. "What club are you in?" Aside from student council--which took up a good chunk of her time--Kaname didn't really participate in any extracurriculars. There were a few girl's sport teams that had tried to recruit her when she first started attending Jindai High nearly three years ago, in part due to her athleticism, but Kaname never found the time or motivation to join anything other than student council.
She continues walking towards the theater; their movie of choice is the new Kumodoushin film, a hot new action adventure movie based off the television series by the same name. The title character fought evil in feudal Japan with powers suspiciously similar to a more famous superhero clad in black and red.
"With all the cram school classes I've been going to in preparation for the entrance exams this winter, I haven't had much of a chance to catch the new episodes," she comments as she pushes the door to their theater open. "I'm glad I had a chance to see the movie, though."
Kazuki's smile seemed to brighten once she laid the question to him, brown eyes sparkling as he thought he finaly had a step up from being the bumbling doof with this revelation, "The mecha club." he announced brazenly. Afterall with so many pilots in attendance, the mecha club has gotta be the bee's knees, right?! "Macua encouraged me to join on club day." he added, "She's.. kind of hard to say no to too.." or maybe he just has a hard time saying no to girls.
With the subject of the night's entertainment rolling up, Kazuki gives a nod and a aggreeing, "Mm!" of unity. "I never saw anything like this kind of thing befor I came here. They never have anything like Kumodoushin!" of course he may or may not know that the show is broadcast all over Japan.
At Kazuki's reply, Kaname's expression contorts into one of surprise. "You're in the mecha club?" Blink, blink! It wasn't that she /hated/ mecha, perse; she just wasn't a big fan of it. Maybe Kazuki'd be better suited for Macua; too bad that she had a boyfrend already.
"You didn't live in Japan?" Kaname asks, curiously; Kumodoushin aired on NTV nationwide; there was no missing it as long as you were in Japan. But, despite the Japanese name, there was a good chance that he lived abroad; even Kaname had spent a few years in America with her family before her mother died.
Oh, but if only Kaname knew.
Kaname makes her way towards the seats; they're closer to the top than the bottom, and she maneuvers as close to the center as she can with the crowd the film's managed to attract. The movie's already been out a few days now, but the theaters are still filling up.
Was that the wrong move? Should he tell her about his fan fiction?! Damnit, he wasn't trained for this! "Y'yeah.." he answers hand to the back of his neck again, stooping as if in apology. Luckily the subject is swiftly changed. Unluckily it is to poke a hole in his cover story. He didn't like lieing, nor was he very good at it, hence his reply of, "I.. I just didn't watch a lot of TV.." which is something of the truth.. Area 11 television was mostly filled with Britanian propaganda and other such programs slanted decidedly in their favor.
He followed her to a seat, thankfuly finding on next to her's befor settling in and taking a moment to try and work out the rights and wrongs of arm rest cup holder issues. He oppted to use the one that wasn't between them.
The theater soon settled in, the lights lowering and the movie screen taking on it's large, letterbox format. The cinima's self-advertising rolled along with it's advice on turning off cell phones befor the trailers begain to run, one of them being the Gundam Fight movie.
The chatter had died down to the occasional rustle of someone whispering in another person's ear, and the faint glows of phones flicked to life then died in response to the movie announcement so cleverly tailored into a trailer like clip. Thanks to someone's inconsideration, the delicate proceedure of difusing a bomb was ruined, and the entire shuttle exploded in space. The usual thing! To think that there were some people who were rude enough to ignore such a blatant request of civillity...
In the darkness, late comers were searching for seats, hovering about the edges as they were guided by the practiced minstrations of the ushers. It may have come out a few days ago, but it was still popular! The last of the trailers ran on, along with the feature presentation announcement...There was breathless anticipation waiting for the opening credits--
*burr burr* o/~ "Sore ga ai deshou...!"
Musical strains chimed loudly in the silence, causing a couple to catcall, one clap in approval, and a round of 'shhhh'...Seems Kaname may have neglected her phone? Or, had something gone wrong? By the time she'd fumble for it, a light was shone right in their eyes.
"It is against theatre policy to disturb fellow movie-goers. Miss, you will have to come with me." It was a woman's voice, though there was an odd nuance. As if stilted...worried...afraid? The figure of the usher was blurred because of the light, but otherwise-- What was the name that lit up on the cell by the way?
...Sagara. Sousuke.
NOT LONG AGO--
A red-faced tear-streaked young woman lay on the floor, her back against the wall with a blindfold on, she was sobbing repeatedly. The click of a gun sounded with urgency, as the cold muzzle was placed against her temple. "Now, I am only going to ask this of you once, speak clearly these words after to me..." And held up a recorder to her lips.
Great! Of all the times for anyone to call her, it has to be when she's in the movie! Kaname could almost swear that she turned that thing on silent before she left her house; why was it ringing now?
She rummages through her bag frantically as the other moviegoers grumble annoyingly about the interruption; her face flushed with embarrassment, she pulls the phone out of her purse just long enough to see Sousuke's name light up on the phone and then disappear.
Kaname's eyes narrow with fury; Kazuki can likely hear Kaname menacingly growl out the name of another third-year student--the unusual Sousuke Sagara, whose obsession with all things military transgressed into fanatical.
Unfortunaetly, it seems like it's too late for Kaname Chidori; a light shines down on her and Kazuki, spotlighting the culprits. Kaname moves her arm to guard her eyes from the light. "H-hey!" she protests; a few moviegoers 'shh' her loudly; she might as well go with the woman and work this all out. She's never heard of a penalty /this/ severe over a phone ringing before.
Kaname stands up and turns towards her date. "If you want, you can just wait here," she says in a low voice. "I shouldn't be /too/ long." Hopefully, anyway.
And those words issued, Kaname follows the usher out of her aisle, and presumably out of the theater...
What do you do when your date is being hasseled by the man, or, well, woman? Kazuki seems to almost shrink in his seat, sliding down as chastizing glares swing around and level on the couple. He kept his mouth shut though, knowing better then to join in on the shushing, but not quite having the guts to fly to her defense in a eruption of counter-chiding.
With the intorduction of a bright light into the darkness, Kazuki uttered a subdued cry of protest, mimicing Kaname with a shielding arm. He runs into yet another uncovered area of date training... What do you do when your date's getting taken in by the fuzz? He decides to tag along, pulling himself from his seat and struggling allong past knees and ankles to join her, and the lady usher.
Once the light was away from their faces, the figure resolved into some semi-balance of a figure wearing the womanly cut uniform of the cineplex-- down to the little hat atop a shoulder-length set of dark hair. By the time they reached the main aisle and the corridor that lead on down to the doors exiting the theatre, the light was once more back in their faces-- how rude!
"Only the young lady needs to come with me, thank you sir." And the light guestured as if to order him back to his seat. If he or Kaname started to protest, there'd be a pause, and the woman would respond yet again, "Only the young lady needs to come with me, thank you sir." Seems they're pretty strict here in this place! But would Kazuki have the guts to stand up to the cinema brass?! Would he insist they'd done nothing greviously wrong, and stick to his date's side?
If Kaname was paying attention, it'd all seem odd, even for /her/, and she had a high tolerance. That and the intonation had never shifted when repeated, it was practically, /perfectly/ replicated. If Kazuki was stubborn, he'd be rewarded. Sort of.
"Come with me-- disturb," a short pause, "Only the young lady." The woman 'spoke'.
...Hmm.
Something's definitely up, and Kaname's already narrowed it down to one of two things:
Either it's Gauron attempting another kidnapping, or it's Sousuke simply playing at being Sousuke, and considering that Gauron's the sort to come blazing in with guns, she's got more than enough reason to suspect the latter.
Not to mention the fact that the woman kept repeating the same thing over and over again, in the same tone of voice, at the same speed, with the same rhythm; that was definitely suspicious. It sounded just like a recording!
"Give that here!" Her words serving as the only warning, Kaname attempts to wrangle the light out of the hands of the usher; if she can manage the feat, she'll shine it on their face to confirm whether or not her suspicions are indeed correct.
Is this usher really Sousuke Sagara?!
Item gained: Flashlight
The View: An individual wearing what is obviously an usher's uniform cut for a woman, there is the slight swell of an A-cup, and pert locks framing a face that flicked quickly from startled, to deadly serious. Hastily applied lipstick adorns the mouth, as bangs drift into eyes that just happened to be grey. It wasn't one of the prettiest women ever seen, there was more of a handsome cast to the features-- but it'd be all the evidence Kaname would need.
...Summerised by that cross-shaped scar on the left lower cheek.
Kazuki Sanada would not be shooed away so easily! Standing his ground in Kaname's wake, Kazuki winced into the light, a hand held up as a shield even as he spoke, "Is this really necessary, it was just one little-" he begain, only to be interupted by a echo of the previous demand. "H'hold on a moment.." he uttered, somewhat curious, and then suspicious. His paranoia piqued by the odd, disjointed message.
Befor he could do anything more, Kaname was on the attack! She lunged at the woman and her offending light source, the sudden aggression cueing a flash back!
"Are you sure about this, Kazuki?" asked Yayoi, the silver-haired woman as she fretted over the sudden revelation of her prince having a date! "I don't know about this, Imean.. what if something happens? I should really come with you just in-" "No way!" she is interupted by a sudden outburst from Mitsuki, her ire punctuated by the slap of her hand against the coffee table. This started a squabble between the two women, one that allowed Kazuki ample time to get ready and head to the door befor he was suddenly stopped cold by Mitsuki calling him out as he was about to slip past the front gates.
"Kazuki, you should be careful... I've heard rumors of this Kaname girl. They say she's a man eater, constantly beating people up. If she starts hitting you, you'd better give us a call.." And so, with this awkward moment out of the way...
We return to another one!
"I'it's.. is that a man?" Asks Kazuki as Kaname turns the flashlight on the usher... He would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for those meddling kids!
Sousuke Sagara, Military Nut and despised by the school's insurance board stood decked out in what obviously had never been made for him. As to where he'd gotten the wig, why that was just one piece of the puzzle. "I wish you hadn't done that Miss Chidori." He finally spoke, tossing aside the small recording device he'd been trying to manipulate from within a pocket. He frowned even more as Kazuki got all the answer he needed for that moment of uncertainty.
"But it is an outcome I have planned for. Civillian inconvenience cannot be avoided, I have an escape route charted--" That sounded omnious, as he made to grab for his chest, stuffing his hands into the jacket, he grabbed...he grabbed... A pair of grenades! One smoke, one, well. That'd cause a nice stampede...
Just what had gotten into Sousuke anyways?! Then, if she thought about it. She hadn't told him about this date now had she? Just what had Sousuke gotten into his head about this entire affair...she could well imagine guessing from the results.
But Kaname's not thinking about that at all; all she can think about is the fury rising from inside of her body up to the very pores on her skin. How can Sousuke possibly be so /stupid/?!
And so Kaname takes action--swift and decisive action; with one quick jerk and one quick motion, she wields her harisen and swings. "/SOUSUKE/!"
With a loud THWAK!, the harisen reaches its destination, leaving a dark impression on the side of his cheek.
Kazuki is most decidedly out of his depth. He is still somewhat stuck on "Transvestite?" It's Trap! Then there's the grenades.. Were those the sources of the A-cups!? He scarcely had a moment to draw breath befor there was a sharp slap and a wash of air from the impact of fan across cheek, the breeze tusseling his hair. "E'eh..?"
Inspite of Kaname's delicately boned frame and angelsque looks, there was a beast of a woman lurking within, and one Sousuke often felt regularly at the end of that viciously weilded harisen. It had the same magical properties as his abillity to suddenly produce guns and explosives, and once within her hand... it had impeccable aim. So displayed to Kazuki as Kaname nailed the clueless teenager right on the cheek...with enough force to knock him sideways with an unshakeable expression...that barely shifted into worry as he...lost a hold of one of the grenade's he'd pulled from his impromptu uh, cleavage.
Lucky for everyone it wasn't the explosive grenade!
*SHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEK*
"FIRE! IT'S A FIRE!" "WHAT?!" "AT THE ENTRANCE!!!"
Unfortunately, now everyone thought it was a fire. Go team Mithril!
Anger builds up within Kaname, finally pressing to the surface as a vein on the side of her forehead pulses with rage. Sousuke's arm is unceremoniously grabbed and seized through the smoke, and he is yanked outside the emergency exit.
"What do you think you're doing?! Do you have any idea how /dangerous/ that was?!" Nevermind that it was unintentional; Sousuke shouldn't be bringing such dangerous things around wiht him in the first place! "Someone could have gotten trampled! Or worse, /killed/!"
It's in the very moment she utters that word that Kaname suddenly realizes something; spinning around, she finds no sign of Kazuki among the others coughing in the thin smoke-smog that trailed outside the building.
And suddenly her worries are given voice: "Kazuki...!"
"G'grenades?!" exclaims the second year once Sousuke drew his bra stuffing into the dimlight at the the theater's entrance. He looses a startled cry befor he is met with the rush of a full theater suddenly making for the entrance. He is shoved aside, pushed hard against a wall as people too frightened to use the emergency doors rush through the smoke's source.
He's coughing, another voice added to the chorus of hacks. It's only when he hears his named called out that he gets his barings, stumbling out of the billowing cloud, attire smoke stained, eyes blurry and watery. "K'kaname! Are you alright?" he manages once he starts breathing more air then smoke.
There was little protest when Kaname manhandled Sousuke out of the theatre, he had little choice in the matter, much like when she offloaded her rant on him. It was a familiar enough scenario, though inspite of the numerous occasions that the blue-haired teenager had had to yell her lungs out at the thoughtless things Sousuke has done...it never got boring. He frowned, confused. "Danger is just another variable I have to accept in the manuvers I am sometimes required to carry out Miss Chidori, if I let that factor in and prohibit--" He slowed to a halt as she overrode him with the 'trampled and killed' part.
...And then noticed Kazuki was missing.
Ah yes. Still holding his grenade with pin missing, he slowly turned to look over his shoulder at the steady stream of frantic people, his expression calm and serious as he studied the chaos with a practised eye. "Maybe he does have some survival skills." Sousuke muttered assesingly, and then looked at the grenade thoughtfully. Maybe Kaname saw that.
Somewhere in the raucus, the wig Sousuke had on was now askew, and the lipstick was far more jarring on his straight-faced visage.
Kaname spins around at the sound of the familiar voice behind her; it's Kazuki! He looks a little worse for wear, thanks to the surge of people rushing to the exit. But other than that, he looks fine. Or mostly fine, anyway.
"Oh," she says, tucking the harisen behind her back. "I'm fine."
But from the corner of her eye, she catches Sousuke gazing down thoughtfully at the last remaining grenade. And yet again, a vein pulses with anger with just impatience.
"Oh no you don't!" The harisen is wieled, and once again, Sousuke is made victim by the sharp strike of paper against skin.
"Don't you know this guy?!" She points over at Kazuki, her eyes, ever-piercing, set menacingly upon Sousuke's fae. "He's a second year student at our school! His sister Mitsuki is a member of the /student council/! He is /not/ a terrorist!"
Once more the air is shattered by the sound of folded paper on flesh. The shock of the impact washing over Kazuki in a breeze of air, rolling onward to drive the smoke back for a few moments.
He plays witness for a few moments, attention drifting between the two, "E'eh.. Terrorist?" he echoed, still hampered by a cough or two, but recovering. "I'm not a terrorist!" he reaffirms Kaname's backing...
Unless you count that whole Orb thing.. But in that case he and Sousuke were terrorists together!
//SMACK//
But, but! He didn't even do anything! Sousuke was bent over at the waist, his head down after the swift preventative action taken by Kaname. "That hurt." He uttered flatly, without any real malice in it. Just another observation that she would no doubt ignore. Sousuke was really the victim here! Inbetween rubbing his head beneath the wig, and a last regretful glance at the grenade, he frowned strongly at Kazuki as if trying to place him amongst the many files of students he'd gotten access too. And after all of that,
"Are you certain? I have methods of finding out these things..." Kazuki was denying it, but Sousuke...if Kaname didn't like the grenade, had other weapons...the faint sound of a siren beneath the blare of the smoke alarm could be heard in the dwindling distance. "Very well then." Sousuke nodded slightly, he turned to face the younger teenager. "Based on the commendable actions of Miss Yotsuga, I will take your assertion at value for the time being. But if you insist on keeping the company of Miss Chidori here, I will have to have a minimum of five letters of reccomendation as to your character, and proof of a non-criminal record with authorities."
Wait, was he serious? Hard to imagine him being so, dressed as he was.
Kaname knows he's being serious, and that's exactly why she facepalms the second the words leave Sousuke's lips. "You can't be serious!" she moans.
Somewhere up in space, Macua's at a meeting of trailers on the subject of the Divine Crusade and it's gravity bombs. She stops for a moment and looks at earth, then towards Japan, and she just has this utter feeling of doom, about some of her friends. She shakes her head, there's nothing she can do and she's out of cell range. What could be going wrong?!
Kazuki, on the other hand, had no idea what this guy was talking about.. Who was he anyway? A brother, a lover? Was he unwittingly drawn into a love triangle?!
He always hated when that happened.
He offered a nervous laugh and a reply of "R'right.." in answer to Sousuke's demands of identification. He peered off in the direction of the sirens, brows furrowing in worry. What if they arrested them? Would they check his record and background if they did? He couldn't risk that...
"I'm.. I'm sorry about all of this, Kaname, but I've got to go." he said with a bow of apology. "It.. was fun.. even if we didn't get to see the movie. I'll see you two around school I guess.." he continued, excusing himself at the end of what was at the very least a eventful date.
"What is it? It is a perfectly valid security measure..." Sousuke tried earnestly to make Kaname understand, momentarily ignoring Kazuki's valient attempt to excuse himself graciously. Thing is. That's not how things ever panned out. Gracious? According to plan? Was he aware of the karma that'd stick to him by just being around these two?
"I KNEW IT! I RECOGNISED THAT HAIR!"
Right.
The yelling woman's voice had erupted behind them from the doorway still belching a whisp or two of smoke. And within it, was a disheveled slender brown-haired woman whose very eyes could melt daggers into your brain. And she was pointing. Right. At. Them. If possible, Sousuke paled several shades immeadiately. "Well Miss Chidori, you heard him." He spun on his heel, a hand firmly snagged about her upper arm, intent on pulling her along--
"DON'T YOU, WHERE ARE YOU TWO GOING?!" Officer Wakana yelled in plain clothes, seems her attempts to see a certain movie were also...ruined. "HALT! YOU there with THEM!" Ah, Kazuki. Better run if you knew what was good for you.
"Goodbye." Maybe by now Kaname decided to overlook his transgressions and hightail it out of there before the insane policewoman caught up to them, she had already drawn her gun and was in hot persuit!
...Goodthing Sousuke had that last grenade handy. If Kaname allowed him to use it.
WHAT: A DATE
WHEN: September 22nd?
MISSION: Have a date without a certain military maniac ruining it all!
WATCH OUT FOR: A certain military mania ruining it all.
Despite being "that girl that everyone likes" at school, there's not many people who are in dire straits to date Kaname Chidori; her tsundere personality tends to frighten off the more intelligent members of the student population, leaving behind only desperate sleazballs that a certain blue-haired whispered would never date.
Occcasionally, however, Kaname's best friend, who earnestly wished for her best friend's happiness, would set her up on a blind date. However, Kyoko wasn't revealing how she got to know a certain dark-haired potential love interest, and Kaname wasn't exactly sure she wanted to ask. The last guy Kyoko set her up with was a greasy-haired guy a few age her senior who couldn't stop bragging about how he knew someone from J-league.
"You'd really like him, Kaname! He seems like a really great guy! And he goes to Jindai High School, too!" Kyoko's words reverberate inside Kaname's head, and Kaname frowns a little; she just hopes that her best friend turned out to be right.
Fortunately, so far he didn't /seem/ all that bad; he wasn't handsome, but he was an all right sort of looking guy. And thankfully, he didn't seem like the sort that kept an armor at his disposable under his school uniform, either.
Not as far as Kaname Chidori could tell, anyway.
Thankfully for both Kaname and her date (who proceeded inside the theater after meeting on the benches outside), a certain Mithril member was nowhere to be seen; Kaname had gone through great lengths to ensure that a certain sergeant would know nothing of this date. Any efforts Kyoko might have made in order to ensure that the two of them would have a good time would be completely eradicated the moment Sousuke entered within a ten foot radius of them.
"You go to Jindai High, right?" she asks, heading towards the concessions; she swears that she recognizes him from somewhere, and while she saw a lot of people at her part-time job, she's been working there less as the winter approaches and she begins to prepare for her entrance exams. "Are you a new transfer student?" As student council VP it's her duty to know every member of the student body; unfortunately, it seems that this one managed to slip through the cracks.
Kazuki Yotsuga has been told on several occasions to slip through the cracks of the schools social spheres. "Y'yeah." answered Kazuki 'Sanada', hustling in after her after having held open the door.. or possibly pausing awkwardly as it opened itself. "My big sister Mitsuki-" a sharp eyed senior with long, brown hair that's recently butted her way into the student council, "Came a few months befor me, I had to stay back because of some kind of mix up in documents." he continues, reciting his cover story by heart. "This is my first semester here but this school is really nice!" he continues, queing up into a the line for snacks, drinks, and other high-priced theater fare,already digging out his wallet to keep it at the ready. "So..um, order whatever you like, okay?" he encouraged after taking a glance up at the price board.. Thankfully the EDF paid him well enough.
If Kazuki slipped through the cracks, then a certain Seargent decidedly got stuck, wedged in there and then in an effort to gain freedom from such an uncomfortable situation, more often than not detonated the sphere. Often, admittedly, this was literal. And inspite of the attempts by a popular blue-haired class representitive presently accompanying the cross-dressing pilot, the brown haired AS Specialist failed to learn from the multitude of experiences. Lucky everyone.
Speaking of which, where /was/ the every present shadow of Kaname Chidori? Maybe it was she had finally managed to escape his lurking not so subtle presence...There'd been not one lick of his skulking about, no sudden yells, no shots fired. Yes, truely, Kaname might yet heave a sigh of relief! And expect that this might just turn out to be a normal high school student date! One she utterly deserved. It wasn't every day she could just be simply, normal.
...Naturally such a thing was preposterous and doomed to failure much like the concept of the Hindenburg. Just a guess as to when and where the date was going to go up in a disastrous conflageration of unholy desruction and failure.
A flash of light caught the grey eyes of a youth as he turned in the pseudo darkness, glancing over his shoulder cautiously-- a sharp and feral look to them. Slowly, and purposefully, he knelt beside his fallen victim, and wordlessly began to unbutton his shirt.
"Oh, that's your sister?" Kaname knows her; she's not exactly... the easiest person in the student council to work with; hopefully Kazuki doesn't share /all/ of his sister's critical personality flaws. Out of all the people that she worked with on the student council, she was easily the one she liked the least. Even the student council's resident model maniac Sasaki was more tolerable than she was.
The two of them step up towards the counter and Kaname looks up at the display above them, internally debating what snack she'll sample today. Just when she decides (a small popcorn and a small coke), Kazuki offers to pay.
"No, it's fine," Kaname reassures him with the wave of a hand; the last thing she wants is for the guy to get the wrong impression. There'd been some guys who thought that buying a drink meant that he was entitled to some lip-locking action later in the date, and Kaname had no intentions of giving Kazuki that impression. She pulls out her wallet and rummages through it for enough bills to cover her tab. "I've got myself covered." She turns towards the vendor. "One small popcorn and one small coke, please."
A moment later, the beverage and snack are deposited in front of her; Kaname grabs her order and steps to the side, waiting for Kazuki to place his own order.
"How did you and Kyoko end up meeting, anyway?"
"Y'yeah.." answers Kazuki, a hand absently rubbing at the back of his neck. "She's nicer then she lets on." he confesses, knowing well how difficult she can seem at first.. and at second. He seems taken somewhat aback by the decline of his offer, they didn't cover this in his pre-date breifing! He wasn't prepaired! "R'right.. Okay." he answered, recovering quickly from the deviation in the plan, a smile quickly returning as he ordered himself a soda and a box of chocolate covered raisens.
He pockets the box and joins her befor heading towards the theater, a moment taken to recall their meeting. "Well.. I was at the club meeting and she was taking pictures. We started talking and she said she could set me up on a date." he recalls from memory, "I.. tried to decline, but she's kind of hard to say no to." he continued with a abashed laugh.
Kaname nods sagely; Kyoko could be pretty difficult at times. Still, his reply leaves one question still hanging, unanswered, in the back of her mind. "What club are you in?" Aside from student council--which took up a good chunk of her time--Kaname didn't really participate in any extracurriculars. There were a few girl's sport teams that had tried to recruit her when she first started attending Jindai High nearly three years ago, in part due to her athleticism, but Kaname never found the time or motivation to join anything other than student council.
She continues walking towards the theater; their movie of choice is the new Kumodoushin film, a hot new action adventure movie based off the television series by the same name. The title character fought evil in feudal Japan with powers suspiciously similar to a more famous superhero clad in black and red.
"With all the cram school classes I've been going to in preparation for the entrance exams this winter, I haven't had much of a chance to catch the new episodes," she comments as she pushes the door to their theater open. "I'm glad I had a chance to see the movie, though."
Kazuki's smile seemed to brighten once she laid the question to him, brown eyes sparkling as he thought he finaly had a step up from being the bumbling doof with this revelation, "The mecha club." he announced brazenly. Afterall with so many pilots in attendance, the mecha club has gotta be the bee's knees, right?! "Macua encouraged me to join on club day." he added, "She's.. kind of hard to say no to too.." or maybe he just has a hard time saying no to girls.
With the subject of the night's entertainment rolling up, Kazuki gives a nod and a aggreeing, "Mm!" of unity. "I never saw anything like this kind of thing befor I came here. They never have anything like Kumodoushin!" of course he may or may not know that the show is broadcast all over Japan.
At Kazuki's reply, Kaname's expression contorts into one of surprise. "You're in the mecha club?" Blink, blink! It wasn't that she /hated/ mecha, perse; she just wasn't a big fan of it. Maybe Kazuki'd be better suited for Macua; too bad that she had a boyfrend already.
"You didn't live in Japan?" Kaname asks, curiously; Kumodoushin aired on NTV nationwide; there was no missing it as long as you were in Japan. But, despite the Japanese name, there was a good chance that he lived abroad; even Kaname had spent a few years in America with her family before her mother died.
Oh, but if only Kaname knew.
Kaname makes her way towards the seats; they're closer to the top than the bottom, and she maneuvers as close to the center as she can with the crowd the film's managed to attract. The movie's already been out a few days now, but the theaters are still filling up.
Was that the wrong move? Should he tell her about his fan fiction?! Damnit, he wasn't trained for this! "Y'yeah.." he answers hand to the back of his neck again, stooping as if in apology. Luckily the subject is swiftly changed. Unluckily it is to poke a hole in his cover story. He didn't like lieing, nor was he very good at it, hence his reply of, "I.. I just didn't watch a lot of TV.." which is something of the truth.. Area 11 television was mostly filled with Britanian propaganda and other such programs slanted decidedly in their favor.
He followed her to a seat, thankfuly finding on next to her's befor settling in and taking a moment to try and work out the rights and wrongs of arm rest cup holder issues. He oppted to use the one that wasn't between them.
The theater soon settled in, the lights lowering and the movie screen taking on it's large, letterbox format. The cinima's self-advertising rolled along with it's advice on turning off cell phones befor the trailers begain to run, one of them being the Gundam Fight movie.
The chatter had died down to the occasional rustle of someone whispering in another person's ear, and the faint glows of phones flicked to life then died in response to the movie announcement so cleverly tailored into a trailer like clip. Thanks to someone's inconsideration, the delicate proceedure of difusing a bomb was ruined, and the entire shuttle exploded in space. The usual thing! To think that there were some people who were rude enough to ignore such a blatant request of civillity...
In the darkness, late comers were searching for seats, hovering about the edges as they were guided by the practiced minstrations of the ushers. It may have come out a few days ago, but it was still popular! The last of the trailers ran on, along with the feature presentation announcement...There was breathless anticipation waiting for the opening credits--
*burr burr* o/~ "Sore ga ai deshou...!"
Musical strains chimed loudly in the silence, causing a couple to catcall, one clap in approval, and a round of 'shhhh'...Seems Kaname may have neglected her phone? Or, had something gone wrong? By the time she'd fumble for it, a light was shone right in their eyes.
"It is against theatre policy to disturb fellow movie-goers. Miss, you will have to come with me." It was a woman's voice, though there was an odd nuance. As if stilted...worried...afraid? The figure of the usher was blurred because of the light, but otherwise-- What was the name that lit up on the cell by the way?
...Sagara. Sousuke.
NOT LONG AGO--
A red-faced tear-streaked young woman lay on the floor, her back against the wall with a blindfold on, she was sobbing repeatedly. The click of a gun sounded with urgency, as the cold muzzle was placed against her temple. "Now, I am only going to ask this of you once, speak clearly these words after to me..." And held up a recorder to her lips.
Great! Of all the times for anyone to call her, it has to be when she's in the movie! Kaname could almost swear that she turned that thing on silent before she left her house; why was it ringing now?
She rummages through her bag frantically as the other moviegoers grumble annoyingly about the interruption; her face flushed with embarrassment, she pulls the phone out of her purse just long enough to see Sousuke's name light up on the phone and then disappear.
Kaname's eyes narrow with fury; Kazuki can likely hear Kaname menacingly growl out the name of another third-year student--the unusual Sousuke Sagara, whose obsession with all things military transgressed into fanatical.
Unfortunaetly, it seems like it's too late for Kaname Chidori; a light shines down on her and Kazuki, spotlighting the culprits. Kaname moves her arm to guard her eyes from the light. "H-hey!" she protests; a few moviegoers 'shh' her loudly; she might as well go with the woman and work this all out. She's never heard of a penalty /this/ severe over a phone ringing before.
Kaname stands up and turns towards her date. "If you want, you can just wait here," she says in a low voice. "I shouldn't be /too/ long." Hopefully, anyway.
And those words issued, Kaname follows the usher out of her aisle, and presumably out of the theater...
What do you do when your date is being hasseled by the man, or, well, woman? Kazuki seems to almost shrink in his seat, sliding down as chastizing glares swing around and level on the couple. He kept his mouth shut though, knowing better then to join in on the shushing, but not quite having the guts to fly to her defense in a eruption of counter-chiding.
With the intorduction of a bright light into the darkness, Kazuki uttered a subdued cry of protest, mimicing Kaname with a shielding arm. He runs into yet another uncovered area of date training... What do you do when your date's getting taken in by the fuzz? He decides to tag along, pulling himself from his seat and struggling allong past knees and ankles to join her, and the lady usher.
Once the light was away from their faces, the figure resolved into some semi-balance of a figure wearing the womanly cut uniform of the cineplex-- down to the little hat atop a shoulder-length set of dark hair. By the time they reached the main aisle and the corridor that lead on down to the doors exiting the theatre, the light was once more back in their faces-- how rude!
"Only the young lady needs to come with me, thank you sir." And the light guestured as if to order him back to his seat. If he or Kaname started to protest, there'd be a pause, and the woman would respond yet again, "Only the young lady needs to come with me, thank you sir." Seems they're pretty strict here in this place! But would Kazuki have the guts to stand up to the cinema brass?! Would he insist they'd done nothing greviously wrong, and stick to his date's side?
If Kaname was paying attention, it'd all seem odd, even for /her/, and she had a high tolerance. That and the intonation had never shifted when repeated, it was practically, /perfectly/ replicated. If Kazuki was stubborn, he'd be rewarded. Sort of.
"Come with me-- disturb," a short pause, "Only the young lady." The woman 'spoke'.
...Hmm.
Something's definitely up, and Kaname's already narrowed it down to one of two things:
Either it's Gauron attempting another kidnapping, or it's Sousuke simply playing at being Sousuke, and considering that Gauron's the sort to come blazing in with guns, she's got more than enough reason to suspect the latter.
Not to mention the fact that the woman kept repeating the same thing over and over again, in the same tone of voice, at the same speed, with the same rhythm; that was definitely suspicious. It sounded just like a recording!
"Give that here!" Her words serving as the only warning, Kaname attempts to wrangle the light out of the hands of the usher; if she can manage the feat, she'll shine it on their face to confirm whether or not her suspicions are indeed correct.
Is this usher really Sousuke Sagara?!
Item gained: Flashlight
The View: An individual wearing what is obviously an usher's uniform cut for a woman, there is the slight swell of an A-cup, and pert locks framing a face that flicked quickly from startled, to deadly serious. Hastily applied lipstick adorns the mouth, as bangs drift into eyes that just happened to be grey. It wasn't one of the prettiest women ever seen, there was more of a handsome cast to the features-- but it'd be all the evidence Kaname would need.
...Summerised by that cross-shaped scar on the left lower cheek.
Kazuki Sanada would not be shooed away so easily! Standing his ground in Kaname's wake, Kazuki winced into the light, a hand held up as a shield even as he spoke, "Is this really necessary, it was just one little-" he begain, only to be interupted by a echo of the previous demand. "H'hold on a moment.." he uttered, somewhat curious, and then suspicious. His paranoia piqued by the odd, disjointed message.
Befor he could do anything more, Kaname was on the attack! She lunged at the woman and her offending light source, the sudden aggression cueing a flash back!
"Are you sure about this, Kazuki?" asked Yayoi, the silver-haired woman as she fretted over the sudden revelation of her prince having a date! "I don't know about this, Imean.. what if something happens? I should really come with you just in-" "No way!" she is interupted by a sudden outburst from Mitsuki, her ire punctuated by the slap of her hand against the coffee table. This started a squabble between the two women, one that allowed Kazuki ample time to get ready and head to the door befor he was suddenly stopped cold by Mitsuki calling him out as he was about to slip past the front gates.
"Kazuki, you should be careful... I've heard rumors of this Kaname girl. They say she's a man eater, constantly beating people up. If she starts hitting you, you'd better give us a call.." And so, with this awkward moment out of the way...
We return to another one!
"I'it's.. is that a man?" Asks Kazuki as Kaname turns the flashlight on the usher... He would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for those meddling kids!
Sousuke Sagara, Military Nut and despised by the school's insurance board stood decked out in what obviously had never been made for him. As to where he'd gotten the wig, why that was just one piece of the puzzle. "I wish you hadn't done that Miss Chidori." He finally spoke, tossing aside the small recording device he'd been trying to manipulate from within a pocket. He frowned even more as Kazuki got all the answer he needed for that moment of uncertainty.
"But it is an outcome I have planned for. Civillian inconvenience cannot be avoided, I have an escape route charted--" That sounded omnious, as he made to grab for his chest, stuffing his hands into the jacket, he grabbed...he grabbed... A pair of grenades! One smoke, one, well. That'd cause a nice stampede...
Just what had gotten into Sousuke anyways?! Then, if she thought about it. She hadn't told him about this date now had she? Just what had Sousuke gotten into his head about this entire affair...she could well imagine guessing from the results.
But Kaname's not thinking about that at all; all she can think about is the fury rising from inside of her body up to the very pores on her skin. How can Sousuke possibly be so /stupid/?!
And so Kaname takes action--swift and decisive action; with one quick jerk and one quick motion, she wields her harisen and swings. "/SOUSUKE/!"
With a loud THWAK!, the harisen reaches its destination, leaving a dark impression on the side of his cheek.
Kazuki is most decidedly out of his depth. He is still somewhat stuck on "Transvestite?" It's Trap! Then there's the grenades.. Were those the sources of the A-cups!? He scarcely had a moment to draw breath befor there was a sharp slap and a wash of air from the impact of fan across cheek, the breeze tusseling his hair. "E'eh..?"
Inspite of Kaname's delicately boned frame and angelsque looks, there was a beast of a woman lurking within, and one Sousuke often felt regularly at the end of that viciously weilded harisen. It had the same magical properties as his abillity to suddenly produce guns and explosives, and once within her hand... it had impeccable aim. So displayed to Kazuki as Kaname nailed the clueless teenager right on the cheek...with enough force to knock him sideways with an unshakeable expression...that barely shifted into worry as he...lost a hold of one of the grenade's he'd pulled from his impromptu uh, cleavage.
Lucky for everyone it wasn't the explosive grenade!
*SHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEK*
"FIRE! IT'S A FIRE!" "WHAT?!" "AT THE ENTRANCE!!!"
Unfortunately, now everyone thought it was a fire. Go team Mithril!
Anger builds up within Kaname, finally pressing to the surface as a vein on the side of her forehead pulses with rage. Sousuke's arm is unceremoniously grabbed and seized through the smoke, and he is yanked outside the emergency exit.
"What do you think you're doing?! Do you have any idea how /dangerous/ that was?!" Nevermind that it was unintentional; Sousuke shouldn't be bringing such dangerous things around wiht him in the first place! "Someone could have gotten trampled! Or worse, /killed/!"
It's in the very moment she utters that word that Kaname suddenly realizes something; spinning around, she finds no sign of Kazuki among the others coughing in the thin smoke-smog that trailed outside the building.
And suddenly her worries are given voice: "Kazuki...!"
"G'grenades?!" exclaims the second year once Sousuke drew his bra stuffing into the dimlight at the the theater's entrance. He looses a startled cry befor he is met with the rush of a full theater suddenly making for the entrance. He is shoved aside, pushed hard against a wall as people too frightened to use the emergency doors rush through the smoke's source.
He's coughing, another voice added to the chorus of hacks. It's only when he hears his named called out that he gets his barings, stumbling out of the billowing cloud, attire smoke stained, eyes blurry and watery. "K'kaname! Are you alright?" he manages once he starts breathing more air then smoke.
There was little protest when Kaname manhandled Sousuke out of the theatre, he had little choice in the matter, much like when she offloaded her rant on him. It was a familiar enough scenario, though inspite of the numerous occasions that the blue-haired teenager had had to yell her lungs out at the thoughtless things Sousuke has done...it never got boring. He frowned, confused. "Danger is just another variable I have to accept in the manuvers I am sometimes required to carry out Miss Chidori, if I let that factor in and prohibit--" He slowed to a halt as she overrode him with the 'trampled and killed' part.
...And then noticed Kazuki was missing.
Ah yes. Still holding his grenade with pin missing, he slowly turned to look over his shoulder at the steady stream of frantic people, his expression calm and serious as he studied the chaos with a practised eye. "Maybe he does have some survival skills." Sousuke muttered assesingly, and then looked at the grenade thoughtfully. Maybe Kaname saw that.
Somewhere in the raucus, the wig Sousuke had on was now askew, and the lipstick was far more jarring on his straight-faced visage.
Kaname spins around at the sound of the familiar voice behind her; it's Kazuki! He looks a little worse for wear, thanks to the surge of people rushing to the exit. But other than that, he looks fine. Or mostly fine, anyway.
"Oh," she says, tucking the harisen behind her back. "I'm fine."
But from the corner of her eye, she catches Sousuke gazing down thoughtfully at the last remaining grenade. And yet again, a vein pulses with anger with just impatience.
"Oh no you don't!" The harisen is wieled, and once again, Sousuke is made victim by the sharp strike of paper against skin.
"Don't you know this guy?!" She points over at Kazuki, her eyes, ever-piercing, set menacingly upon Sousuke's fae. "He's a second year student at our school! His sister Mitsuki is a member of the /student council/! He is /not/ a terrorist!"
Once more the air is shattered by the sound of folded paper on flesh. The shock of the impact washing over Kazuki in a breeze of air, rolling onward to drive the smoke back for a few moments.
He plays witness for a few moments, attention drifting between the two, "E'eh.. Terrorist?" he echoed, still hampered by a cough or two, but recovering. "I'm not a terrorist!" he reaffirms Kaname's backing...
Unless you count that whole Orb thing.. But in that case he and Sousuke were terrorists together!
//SMACK//
But, but! He didn't even do anything! Sousuke was bent over at the waist, his head down after the swift preventative action taken by Kaname. "That hurt." He uttered flatly, without any real malice in it. Just another observation that she would no doubt ignore. Sousuke was really the victim here! Inbetween rubbing his head beneath the wig, and a last regretful glance at the grenade, he frowned strongly at Kazuki as if trying to place him amongst the many files of students he'd gotten access too. And after all of that,
"Are you certain? I have methods of finding out these things..." Kazuki was denying it, but Sousuke...if Kaname didn't like the grenade, had other weapons...the faint sound of a siren beneath the blare of the smoke alarm could be heard in the dwindling distance. "Very well then." Sousuke nodded slightly, he turned to face the younger teenager. "Based on the commendable actions of Miss Yotsuga, I will take your assertion at value for the time being. But if you insist on keeping the company of Miss Chidori here, I will have to have a minimum of five letters of reccomendation as to your character, and proof of a non-criminal record with authorities."
Wait, was he serious? Hard to imagine him being so, dressed as he was.
Kaname knows he's being serious, and that's exactly why she facepalms the second the words leave Sousuke's lips. "You can't be serious!" she moans.
Somewhere up in space, Macua's at a meeting of trailers on the subject of the Divine Crusade and it's gravity bombs. She stops for a moment and looks at earth, then towards Japan, and she just has this utter feeling of doom, about some of her friends. She shakes her head, there's nothing she can do and she's out of cell range. What could be going wrong?!
Kazuki, on the other hand, had no idea what this guy was talking about.. Who was he anyway? A brother, a lover? Was he unwittingly drawn into a love triangle?!
He always hated when that happened.
He offered a nervous laugh and a reply of "R'right.." in answer to Sousuke's demands of identification. He peered off in the direction of the sirens, brows furrowing in worry. What if they arrested them? Would they check his record and background if they did? He couldn't risk that...
"I'm.. I'm sorry about all of this, Kaname, but I've got to go." he said with a bow of apology. "It.. was fun.. even if we didn't get to see the movie. I'll see you two around school I guess.." he continued, excusing himself at the end of what was at the very least a eventful date.
"What is it? It is a perfectly valid security measure..." Sousuke tried earnestly to make Kaname understand, momentarily ignoring Kazuki's valient attempt to excuse himself graciously. Thing is. That's not how things ever panned out. Gracious? According to plan? Was he aware of the karma that'd stick to him by just being around these two?
"I KNEW IT! I RECOGNISED THAT HAIR!"
Right.
The yelling woman's voice had erupted behind them from the doorway still belching a whisp or two of smoke. And within it, was a disheveled slender brown-haired woman whose very eyes could melt daggers into your brain. And she was pointing. Right. At. Them. If possible, Sousuke paled several shades immeadiately. "Well Miss Chidori, you heard him." He spun on his heel, a hand firmly snagged about her upper arm, intent on pulling her along--
"DON'T YOU, WHERE ARE YOU TWO GOING?!" Officer Wakana yelled in plain clothes, seems her attempts to see a certain movie were also...ruined. "HALT! YOU there with THEM!" Ah, Kazuki. Better run if you knew what was good for you.
"Goodbye." Maybe by now Kaname decided to overlook his transgressions and hightail it out of there before the insane policewoman caught up to them, she had already drawn her gun and was in hot persuit!
...Goodthing Sousuke had that last grenade handy. If Kaname allowed him to use it.