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Post by KREVA on Feb 28, 2011 6:08:14 GMT
Out of nowhere on a good Monday morning, Kreva had gone and got his back all busted out again. He was bedridden and unhappily so, being forced to have to spend the rest of the next couple days right where he was and not on the streets and not in school, and most definitely not for dance class.
He gave Kaoru an emergency call, to groan and explain about his slipped disc, and was more than grateful that the other had agreed to take over his classes for the next few days...just the music composition ones but it was more than enough.
"Man I owe you me life, man."
Shit, Kreva sounded like a complete wreck.
"Come pop by sometime so you can laugh at me."
And with that, he ended the call.
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Post by Kaoru on Feb 28, 2011 6:16:12 GMT
After grumbling that Kreva owed him a liquor store, he'd wished the man well and had instantly gone about re-arranging his week. Most of Kreva's classes fell on his spare periods and it would work out well. Any classes that overlapped would simply be combined.
And so the inked brunette found himself settled at his familiar desk, a note having been taped to the door of Kreva's usual classroom explaining the change. A few of his usual students were already settled in their seats, going over last minute homework before handing it in. He had yet to see any of Kreva's students appear.
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Post by Uruha(麗) on Feb 28, 2011 23:58:52 GMT
Uruha had been strolling down the hallways to his next period, already noticing from afar that the classroom door was closed, and several other students directed themselves away from it. Eyebrows raised as he neared what seemed to be a note, he blinked as he read, noticing the part of Kreva actually hurting himself (surprising he hadn't done it earlier, to be honest), and that the classes were to be changed to Niikura Kaoru-sensei's classroom. Well, it was certainly better than no classes at all, and he had been wanting to go to one of Kaoru's classes.
The class wasn't filled up yet, and he was relieved he actually wasn't late. It seemed today Uruha had enough energy to last. He chose a seat that was in the middle row, a little to the left, so it would be easier for him to see the teacher and hopefully not start daydreaming while a lecture. The bell hadn't rung yet, so Uruha opted to stare at the darkly dressed man in the teacher's desk.
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Post by Aki on Mar 2, 2011 3:24:25 GMT
Aki was back to his usual antics, time to make trouble for Kreva. That man has been getting away with too much shit and trouble. He stopped at the door, ready to start causing the man trouble...when he stopped and looked in.
There was no strange man bobbing his head. No strange old perv jerking about. Only Kaoru.
He took another step back from the door, it was the right room...just missing the most important person in it. Completely missing the sign, he walked right in and sat down by the blonde student in the room. Nudging him.
".........Where is the old pervert?"
He was in shock. He didn't know what to do.......
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Post by Kaoru on Mar 3, 2011 7:19:37 GMT
The inked brunette glanced up at the sound of new footsteps and smiled in greeting at the blond who'd slipped into the class. Finally one of Kreva's students. What was the name again? Uruha? He'd been the one at the paper fight.
Dropping his head he began to scribble again across the blank tabulature in front of him only to smear the last note due to a rather foreful push.
"...don't touch me." It was Kaoru's instant reaction to Aki's nudge. "You're excused from class today. I don't feel like dealing with you." He looked at the clock. Ten more minutes before he shut the door and started the lesson...hopefully with Aki locked out on the other side.
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Post by Uruha(麗) on Mar 3, 2011 11:55:49 GMT
Uruha blinked as the man acknowledged him, somehow hoping that he didn't remember the paper fight incident. But that was a pretty hard thing to forget. He smiled back somewhat sheepishly, taking out his folders and occupying himself before he was caught staring again. Kaoru's dark voice made him look back up again, and this time he recognized the other blonde who had been sabotaged by the students and teachers when he stepped into the classroom that day.
It did seem like Kaoru wanted the kid out. Uruha wasn't one that liked being in the midst of conflict, so he looked back down to his papers, sifting through them and reviewing his writing, notes on composing and some of his own projects.
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Post by Aki on Mar 4, 2011 8:40:05 GMT
Aki stopped and stared at Kaoru. Really?
"..........am I really getting to be that predictable?" He asked Kaoru. Sighing and picking up a piece of chalk. "Honestly, I was only here to see the old pervert...but since you're here."
A few strokes on the board later, Aki was content. Grinning he went to sit next to the student. Throwing an arm over his shoulder, "It looks good, ne?"
He pointed at the board. There was a naked lady with big boobs drawn on the board, an arrow pointing to her with the words: This is how Kaoru should look like.
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Post by Uruha(麗) on Mar 4, 2011 9:03:00 GMT
Uruha was distracted when an arm was placed around him, looking up to stare at the blonde next to him before towards the direction the other pointed at. At raised a hand to block the laugh coming from his mouth.
"W-what..." Then he remembered the big busted mannequin at the Valentine festival, with non other than Niikura-sensei's face taped onto it. Uruha did his best to not lapse into a giggle fit, but he was sure Kaoru had already heard his first chuckle, and no doubt turned to see what they were staring at.
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Post by Kaoru on Mar 5, 2011 3:20:30 GMT
He didn't fault Uruha for laughing. The boy hadn't been in any of his classes and wouldn't have been familiar with the drawing. At least his regular students and simply given the board and then Aki a cursory glance before returning to their books.
"Really?" Kaoru didn't seem irritated, only...tired. "That's still all you've got? I mean, I guess I should be flattered that you think I'd make such an attractive woman but seriously Aki. It's getting old...and I'm a bit disturbed by the idea that you imagine me as a woman...an attractive woman. What does that say about you? Is that what you picture in your head when you're alone? I might have to send you to the counsellor and see what he thinks." It wasn't easy to keep the serious expression on his face as he rested his elbows on the desk and cupped his chin in his hand as if pondering something very thoroughly.
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Post by Aki on Mar 5, 2011 18:23:19 GMT
Grinning at his fellow student trying to suppress his laughter. He can like this kid, he looks familiar enough; must've ran by him somewhere. He was feeling good until Kaoru give him that unpleasant response. What more can he expect from Kaoru? "....Well more like, every time I'm watching porn, there's this hot babe name Kaoru in there being extremely cute. Then when I come to class, I get greeted by your mug and it just breaks my heart." Aki nodded, all expression of pain was shown on his face as he mirrored Kaoru's postition. Elbow on the table, holding up his head. "....so from now on, I would love it if you'll just trim your eyebrows, shave, and put melons in your shirt to keep me cheery every day." What a sight that would be. Aki grinned playfully. "You can always come back in this." And Aki dug around in his bag until he pulled out a printed paper. On it was a screenshot of a certain teacher, pink hair, spiked bra.  "I think it was Raison D'etre....?" |
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Post by Kaoru on Mar 8, 2011 4:44:08 GMT
"Ahhh...I see you have been researching, for once. I guess you really do like me to go to all this trouble...and since the picture actually is of me, and you want me to look like it...you must find me attractive. Like I said Aki, it disturbs me greatly...not just because you're a student, but because I find you the single most annoying person on the planet." He'd only cast a cursory glance at the photo. It was back from the days when he'd played for various bands on the club scene. So it wasn't his best look, but that bra did wonders to keep the creeps away.
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Post by Uruha(麗) on Mar 8, 2011 6:32:49 GMT
Uruha was starting to fear for the blonde a little, but he had a feeling this was already normal for Kaoru and Aki. He couldn't help but lapse into a small giggle-fit at the mental image of a stuffed and eyebrow-trimmed Niikura-sensei, raising a paper to hide it from the teacher at the front of the room. Coughing lightly to disguise the laughing, one peek at the paper Aki held up and it all fell to another chuckle, resting his face in his hand as he calmed himself down.
He had only come for class... And now he was getting a small history lesson of Kaoru. It wasn't like the picture was unusual for Uruha, they were Visual Kei artists after all. It's just hard to imagine the dark haired man that was only a few feet away was even the pink haired androgynous creature on that piece of paper.
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Post by Aki on Mar 11, 2011 4:01:23 GMT
That bra probably brought Kaoru more fans than ward off creepers. Seriously, that bra should be enough for a huge fandom. "Ah....your mummy hen side is finally coming out. It's alright, Kaorumum, I'm alright really. No need to worry." The troublemaker winked at Kaoru with a hand wave. Hearing the student beside him trying to stop laughing, Aki grinned wider. He got an accomplice. "Ne, ne." He nudged the student. "You think he looks good in a bra, too, right?" >  |
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Post by Kaoru on Mar 11, 2011 5:37:39 GMT
"Take it as you will, I'll just pretend I dont know you're jacking of to pictures of me. If you like that bra so much, I'm afraid of how you'll like the corset and dress pictures." He gave a small shudder of repulsion to add value to his words before turning back to his grading.
"And don't worry about laughing Uruha, you won't offend me. I'm surprised you've been so controlled so far. Usually Aki's antics get a bigger reaction...although Kreva left me a list of the assigned homework from yesterday so I will be checking that in..."Dark eyes flickered up to the clock on the wall. "Five minutes when class officially starts..."
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