Leave her Alone [Hana]

[Saint]

Nothing was comparable to the breeze of the morning when Saint decided to hang out with boys that day. She was in a blue shirt with a print at the back saying, I'm nice. His hair was in a ponytail and since his hair was short, strands often fell around his face.

"Here Saint!" one of his team mates yelled, swaying his arms madly in the air.

"No you won't!" the man blocking him laughed.

Saint felt great with the men for he could be a bad boy for some moments. He was overly nice to women.

"Tough luck!" Saint swirled to the side, avoiding the massive boy blocking him and then dunked the ball. His team mates yelled and slapped his shoulders while another punched him playfully and called him, "selfish".

"One more!" A boy from his team yelled happily before running while dribbling the ball. "One more shot and we'll win!"

Saint blocked the guy behind him like crazy. Sweat trickled down his handsome face that looked young because of that smile on him. When the ball finally darted to his direction, he grabbed it and eyed the spot for a strategy.

"Hey miss, you new here? Hehe..."

Saint's eyes left the ring and went to a random person who was obviously sitting with an intention of a maniac near a girl. They were at the side of the court.

"SAINT!" His other team mates yelled frantically.

"You're pretty, girl. What's your name?" The boy ran a finger against her hair.

Saint's brow went up, just when everyone thought he was going for a dunk, he raised his arm and threw the ball to the random guy's head with a swift zoom.

"GAH!" The man jerked and turned to see who hit him.

"Hey! Got a problem there?" Saint called out with his hands akimbo.

Everyone only gawked.

[Hana]

OOC: Um, do you mean -- as in "a" girl or the girl you mentioned in your post is Hana? If I'm wrong, I'll just modify my post. ^^;

I don't have an infatuation towards this Alice Academy, but somehow, I'll just try to enjoy myself living in here. Or maybe not. Can somebody tell me why I am being flirted or whatever this boy is doing to my hair? Is he deriding me that I am such a recreant? Well, think again, boy. Thus, isn't he astonished that I am wearing a weird, purple outfit? People here are surely different, huh? I stared at this dirty-minded boy tranquilly. I feel a little provoked now.

'You're pretty, girl. What's your name?'

"Thanks and it's Hana Itsuki."

I told him as calm as I could. I didn't sneak away nor did I just walked away from him. I was still moored in place. I'm not afraid, because I am not a chicken. Then, I saw a ball hitting this guy's head; not even circuitously. That was straight! I looked around to know who the hell threw that ball to the big-mouthed guy. What a piece of lumber thing to do; throwing. I finally spotted a silver-haired boy or whatever the color is nearby. It's no doubt that it was him.

'Hey! Got a problem there?'

See?

"What did you do that for?"

[dilanghel]

there was a basketball game currently being held at the gymnasium, and kyo headed for the event.

kyo wasn't really an aficionado of sports. he in fact flunked in his childhood games, especially when running was involved.

but what he really loved about games was meeting...

women.

there in the grandstand sat one of his preferred targets. he really didn't survey ladies as long as they're alone and looked single, so that lonely woman it was.


"You're pretty, girl. What's your name?" The boy ran a finger against her hair.

"Thanks and it's Hana Itsuki." the girl replied. it was obvious she was having an awkward time, but kyo didn't give up.

never give up! as other perverts say... some women do love to play "hard-to-get" .


just when he was to move to the next "stage", some random ball came zooming in midair and directly hitting him straight on the face.

"GAH!"kyo jerked and turned to see who hit him.

"Hey! Got a problem there?" the culprit who seemed to even be the one angry called out with his hands akimbo.

Everyone only gawked.

[Saint]

The people in both teams stared at Saint, the blonde girl in odd purple and the man with shades. The game ended instantly without any winner to declare. However, none of them moved for the atmosphere was quite intense. They waited for the perverted man to sneak away, defeated and for the girl to run to Saint with open arms and call him, "knight in shining armor".

"What did you do that for?" Why did she respond in such a way?

Every eyes turned to the astonished Saint. His hands dropped from his hips and ambled towards the two. "Excuse me, he was..." He stopped, a faint blush cruising his cheeks. "Um, wasn't he making a move on you?" He was starting to sound unsure and foolish. "Or are you two an item...? I'm sorry--" He turned to the perverted guy. His eyes squinted.

"You're the peeping tom in the pool!" Saint pressed a finger against the man with shades. "You're really hitting on her, aren't you?!"

[Hana]

'Excuse me, he was... um, wasn't he making a move on you?'

"... He was."

I said without any hint of emotion in the tone of my voice and my face. Alright, I know what he meant -- the perverted move. But does he even have to throw that ball at him? I think that was even worse than shooeing this perverted guy away. But anyway, what a lame plot device withal! If I were that silver-haired boy, I would have studied the situation then sort it all out, then an added smiley face for good measure. Alright, I don't smile, so scratch that.

'Or are you two an item...? I'm sorry--'

"It's ok. I was just asking."

'You're the peeping tom in the pool! You're really hitting on her, aren't you?!'

"..."

I don't get the first sentence he stated, but I get the second part. I was supposed to say something, but his statement was only followed by my companionable silence. Well, at least, I think it is companionable. I wasn't panicking either, my heart was just normally syncopated. I saw shadows casting about in abstract angles as the silver-haired boy's companions ambled towards us. Sweat drops prinked out from my head as I gazed at the perverted boy next to me.

"Just go. Trouble might be brewing up."

[dilanghel]

kyo watched all the while with a slight gape on his mouth. he wasn't able to really process what the player dished to him after realizing that the latter had recognized him as the 'peeping tom' from back then.

and then this chick beside him giving him the advice of escaping... well now, he really didn't know what to do.

"well," kyo stood up, hands akimbo. even in the most obvious situation he didn't know how to give up. DENIAL TIME! "... what if we were an item?" oh. that was a lame lie. "... what if we were going to be an item?! and thanks to you it might not happen now!"

well, really, he was now declaring things on his own. the last thing he had in his mind was what the girl beside him was thinking of. she was the most affected by his words probably, but he was filled with winning over a debate with this 'rude' jockey-wannabe.

bring it on loser!

[Saint]

The lass was a one-question-one-answer girl that reminded him of the sadness Shanine brought around with her before. However, this girl was different. She didn't look sad--she looked very emotionless. Saint didn't exactly know how to approach such a girl.

Just when he cooled off because of utter astonishment, the peeping tom whose name he had not yet asked began what it looked like a challenge.

"... what if we were an item?"

Saint could have gaped.

"... what if we were going to be an item?! and thanks to you it might not happen now!"

He eyed the pervert then the blonde and lastly the pervert. He couldn't believe he was hearing this.

"I highly doubt that." Saint could only say. Apparently, the perverted guy astonished him all the more. He couldn't measure the thickness of his skin. He didn't think those kind of people existed.

He turned to the silent blonde. He didn't expect someone like her existed either.

"You know what, just leave the girl alone." Saint said, unable to discern clearly what expression to make.

OOC: darn block.

[Hana]

I have no idea on how to assuage these boys. With their anger that is mounting a bit, it's utterly futile for me to stop this when the situation is already in the grasp of a mortal agony. I wonder why they are currently not in good terms with each other. It's just either they are picking a fight or they are really just rivals -- or maybe something else that is not possible for me to conjecture. I can't stammer out a technical solution for this problem -- besides, I am not acknowledged as a leader.

'well... what if we were an item? ... what if we were going to be an item?! and thanks to you it might not happen now!'

I was fed up by now, but I stayed calm.

"Both of us will never be an item."

I couldn't feel my face going ruddy because of anger, but I could feel myself approximately all steamed up because of that perverted guy, thinking that we are an item -- or should I say, we are going to be an item soon. That is not going to transpire. Besides, I hate perverted people -- like the person beside me. I only gazed reverently at the ground, glad that I can't use my Alice that has a deathblow effect from the on. But I feel a little limp now. But still, I feel anger arousing within me.

'I highly doubt that. You know what, just leave the girl alone.'

"Exactly."

[dilanghel]

"gah. never mind." kyo stood up, letting all this pass. the two were teaming up, leaving him nothing but defeat.

this is too short. i know. im deleting this account now. so bye!