Shopping??

[Kisara]

It was one normal day, where the sun shone its ray everything in its ambiance, the birds are singing wonderful tunes and no black entities float on the bluish sky. Due to this amazing weather, a silver-haired girl decided to go to the well-known Central Town. Why, you may ask? It’s because she was not feeling lazy and in the mood for shopping. Not forgetting to dress up, she wore a gothic Lolita clothes. Complete with pinafore jumper skirts worn over a blouse, black and white stripe over-knee socks printed with crowns, a Mary Janes shoes and a simple purse. All black of course except the blouse was white to match the sock.

A few minutes of discomfort in the bus, she finally made it to the famous town. Letting out soft sigh, she grumpily remembers how rude some kid beside her. He was smoking and she kindly asked him to stop. But no!!! The kid had to ignore her. Good heavens, she was out from the stupid bus or else, she doesn’t know what would happen. Choking to death, perhaps. ‘Gah… Stop thinking about that and let’s go shopping!!’ She thought as she started to find something that can attract her attention.

[x A m r i t a . . .]

A yawn was let out, before the boy stretched his arms and torso, from his short day slumber. He's been getting lazier and lazier by the days. And no doubt, his actions had changed too. He's been getting 'softer', from being a stern stubborn boy who couldn't be told what to do. Now he does everything that he's told to do! Well, isn't that a miracle? Or is it just him, finally growing up?

He got up from his natural bed and neaten himself, walking down from atop the hill, to the central town, where he then walked inside a bathroom to fix himself up. A splash of water on the face and his eyes would hopefully be refreshed from the sleepy look. Walking out of the bathroom, he took another stretch as his light-gray looking hair, due to the light rays shining to it, was blown by the light breeze.

Taking his lightly orange gradient tinted sunglasses out, and placing it in front of his eyes. The view of the boy was now half orange tinted, half clear. The sunglasses' orange tint was a gradient afterall. It didn't bother him though. It just hid his light gray eyes that lies behind the sunglasses.

As he started to walk once again, amongst all the people in the town, where everyone was acompanied by at least one person, apart from him. It didn't bother him though. He liked being alone, yet why is he wanting someone to accompany him? Not like he's ever been acompanied by anyone anyway. At least that's what he thinks. Of course, he's been acompanied by loads of people beyond his imagination. Is it the fact that he feels lonely now? Anxiety starts to build.

He sat down on a street cafe's seat, as he placed his head down on the table letting out a sigh. As if he was waiting for someone, but don't know who. Maybe someone would cheer him up today? Doubt that'll happen though. At least, he doubts it anyway. The waiter placed down a cup of tea, with a weird, but raelly nice smell. Lifting his head up, he had a confused look on his face.

"What's this? I didn't order.."

The waiter only smiled as he said his words. Having his right hand just above his apron. And the other hand occupied with rounds of dishes and cups. His nametag shone on the bright light, which fortunately didn't make his eyes squint as the sunglasses he was wearing blocked it out for him.

"It's a rice tea, from Korea. It usually cheers up the people having long faces. So I thought I'd try it out. Don't worry, it's my treat."

He said with a smile. The boy could only look at the waiter as he turned around and carried the dirty dishes and cups, that was once filled with cakes and coffees. He took the cup and blew off the stean coming from the hot solvent. Then sipped it slowly.

[Kisara]

Never had she felt this happy before. After a long day (or she thought it was) of shopping, satisfaction radiate through out her body. But the thing is, she only bought a dress. Well, she’s not the type of girl who will buy everything she sees or taken interest too. She only buys things if she felt it’s necessary for her.

Okay, she never knew shopping could be this tiring also. Walking down through the street of Central Town, the girl tried to find the perfect spot for her to rest. Her feet started to felt sore and she needs to fine one fast. At last, her silver-eyes caught something. It was a simple café.

She heard the bell chimes as she walk in. Looking to the left and then to the right, a sigh escapes her glossy lips. The café was full. Something about the café maybe made it popular. As she was about to exit the café, she saw a vacant table. Not exactly vacant but only a person sit there by himself and by the looks of it, he was lonely. The guy will let her sit there, perhaps.

Upon reaching the table, she put down her purse making a thud sound to alarm the person. Giving one of her smile, she spoke.

“Hello there! Can I sit here? The café is full and I have no where to sit.”

[x A m r i t a . . .]

It's a no wonder that the waiter would treat him to this delicious rice tea. It had a faint smell of the rice being somewhat 'burnt' then mixed with the green tea leaves, it sooths the airways. Certainly did calm him from his anxiety. Finally noticing how filled the cafe was. It was a spacy cafe, but with only a number of round tables, evenly spaced out from each other, and only a number of chairs surrounding each table.

“Hello there! Can I sit here? The café is full and I have no where to sit.”

A girl said. He looked up after swallowing a small sip of his tea. The fall season was already starting to wear him out, as the leaves continue to fall, until the branches are left without any greens. Ah, another vibrant girl, he thought. Placing his cup of tea down, he looked around. There were empty seats around, but surrounded with people. Yet why did the girl choose to sit with him? With that, he replied:

"Sure. The seat is empty anyway."

Another miracle happened. His longing for company arrived. Glad that it was someone he's bumped into a few times. Seeing her mostly in central town. It relieved him. Would it be tensed up if it was someone he hadn't seen before. Of course, he's seen everyone in this academy, apart from the new ones.

[Kisara]

Hearing her permission has been granted, she casually sits down. Her silver eyes stared at the guy in front of her for a moment. This guy looks familiar to her. What’s his name again? She tried to squeeze out his name from her memory. But sadly, nothing she could remember. She should ask for his name and thank him properly.

Before she could open her mouth, a waiter came into the scene. Giving her a sweet smile, the man asked what she would like to drink and eat. Looking at her companion drink, she pointed at the cup of liquid.

“I want what he’s having.”

She said and with that the waiter disappeared. Turning back to her sit mates, she carefully examined him. Light grey-hair and his eyes are? Well, she can’t see those pair of orbs due to his lightly orange tinted sunglasses and she was staring hard at him. Okay, she needs to stop it. It’s rude to stare at people.

“Thank you Mr...”

[x A m r i t a . . .]

She's having what he has? He doesn't even know what he's drinking apart from the fact that it is a Korean rice green tea. Even so, it's so nice and warm. His eyebrow lifted as he took another sip of the green tea as his companion didn't know his name. And there he thought after all the elections, everyone would know him.

"Kurosa-- Kuro would do."

Not fancying the normal, usual, boring old cliche full name introductions. His nickname would do. Besides, there's a lot of 'Kuro's in the academy. Who knows which one's the newly elected Discipline Watcher?

"And, you are?"

[Kisara]

“Kuro….? Then, thank you for letting me sit here, Kuro and I’m Kisara.”

There, she had thanked him. Feeling a little grateful, he had let her sit there. He practically saves her from having a sore feet and walking to find another place to rest. Of course, this girl hates walking with a sore feet. Noticing he lifted his eye brow when she asked for the same drink, she decides to ignore it. Well, it was her choice not his.

Looking back to his face, she couldn’t help curious with the guy. Wearing sunglasses in a café? The sun is outside and what could possible threaten his eyes? This is Kisara we’re talking about, and of course she couldn’t help herself from asking a question.

“Why are you wearing sunglasses in the café?"

[x A m r i t a . . .]

His chin was then rested on his left palm as he stared out the window, and the girl was staring at him. He felt it, but he didn't want to react. Besides it wasn't very nice to tell someone off about staring. Heck, he could even think of such things now? He really is getting soft. Their silence was broken.

“Why are you wearing sunglasses in the café?"

Shifting his eyes to the girl, without turning his head. He sighed at the question and sat back on the comfortable leather chairs. Tucking his hands in his pockets and looked at the checked white and red table cloth. Yet another person talking about his sunglasses.

"Hmm.." He started as he switched his view to the ceiling and back to the girl. "Felt like it."

Then taking his hands out from his pockets, pulling the frameless thing glass away from his eyes. Revealing his gray eyes that were once hidded from the orange tint. Now for sure, she'll find out who he is. Or so he thinks anyway. His gray eyes were a dead give away anyway. Having his photo posted up in the bulletine boards, next to the two words: Discipline and Watcher. Then underneath that was his full name. Which makes him avoid the bulletine boards lately anyway.

[Kisara]

This time it was her turn to lift an eye brow. He was only wearing it because he felt like it? That’s not a good reason but it was understandable. Shifting her eyes to the café surrounding, her mind started to wonders. She was sure she saw him somewhere. The main question is where? The library? The canteen or the dorm perhaps? Her forehead wrinkled as she tried her best to remember his face. But none came out from her head, might as well forget about it. Adverting her gaze to the guy, her mouth form an O. Now, she remembers. He’s Kurosagi Tatsuya the Discipline Watcher. His face was largely printed at the School Board.

“You’re the guy in the picture, the Kurosagi Tatsuya guy!”

She said with a surprising tone. He’s quite popular among the students of Alice Academy along with the student council members. She never saw him with other student before. Based on his appearance and attitude, he must be one of the like-to-be-alone guys. She must have disturbed his peace.

“Here’s your drink, miss.”

The waiter came back with her drink in his hand. Thanking the waiter, she looked at the cup of tea in front of her. What is this? She thought. The liquid was hot and she can see steams coming out from it. The tea aroma caught her nose, it was really nice. The taste must be good too; the lass thought as she slowly lift the tea cup carefully. Sipping the hot tea, she looked at Kuro. Noticing he had gray eyes and their eyes color were almost similar but hers was silver. Putting back the cup on the table, her mouth started to spoke.

“You know you have such lovely eyes, why do you hide it?”

[x A m r i t a . . .]

And there she got who he is. Once again hiding his pair of binocular visions with his orange tinted sunglasses. The cafe was only moderately lighted. Having the sunglasses only bothered him with differentiating the colors, but it sure hides him well. Not that there is so much clues to getting him already. The unusual tattoos, the clothing, the hair, the piercing. It's like his whole body is a clue to knowing who the heck this one is. He blinked to moisten the eyes that were kept open for quite a while. And now that there's two Tatsuya family members in this school at the same time, there's no way to camouflage the two from the others.

“You know you have such lovely eyes, why do you hide it?”

Hide it? Well, it's not really hiding. He was just going back to the fashion where everyone wears sunglasses. Not that there is such an era, apart for himself. He's been wearing them for a long time now, but somewhere in the middle he had forgotten all about it. Probably just wanting to see the despeckled dusts which creates the blue color of the sky. Making himself comfortable sitting in the cafe chair, he took the cup once again and took another sip of the korean rice tea.

"I'm not really sure" he stated without even eyeing the girl he was taking with, his eyes were kept down on the tea. "You may ask the other side once you meet him."

[Kisara]

“Ok… Ask the other side.” She said repeating what he had said. She really don’t know what he meant by asking the other side but she decided to shrug it off. If he didn’t want to tell, it’s his choice. She’s not going to force him to tell her. Maybe, he’s referring to another Tatsuya, his brother. She heard there are two Tatsuya’s in Alice Academy.

Her silver eyes stared at her tiny reflection in the tiny tea cup. Trying to blow away the wind of boredom. She was easy of get bored. For instance, right now. The guy in front of her was not quite a help at all. She was doing all the talking. Sheesh, no wonder he had no girlfriend or so she think he have no girlfriend. Maybe, he has one? Well, its better to keep her mouth shut for now and let peace roam the atmosphere for a while.

[x A m r i t a . . .]

OOC: Sorry 'bout late reply. Boss extended my work time yesterday and then told me to carry 40kg of water boxes. So now my arm really hurts.

Knowing that there is an awkward cloud forming above the two, and an eery silence, he still decided to keep quiet. He wasn't the one to actually talk amongst and socialize anyway. Yet why is he so, or more like, why did people even choose him to be one of the student councils. From the distorted reflection of himself, he looked up, eyeing on the girl. He could almost tell of what she was thinking. Everyone thinks the same anyway. He didn't want to let out a sigh though.

"Hey, uhh.." The boy started. ".. You're bored aren't you?"

Of course. Anyone would be if he wasn't talking very much. No one really liked to be around him anyway. He was too 'boring'. And it wasn't at all false either. He was boring and he never really had anything good to talk about. He's too plain, even though his looks may look 'outstanding' to some girls, he's incredibly moody. And so the kedogenic boy took another sip before continueing his speech.

"I'm not.. really one to talk, at all. What I do all day is walk around, probably sing a song or two, and that's... really it. AND! If you're really bored, and you really don't want to be here, then you may, walk away."